noffsinger Chapter 1302: Innate Delicate Heart
Chapter 1302: Innate Delicate Heart
The smell of blood gradually spread throughout this world.
The vine that was originally quietly coiled around Mu Qingzhou's wrist seemed to have received a great stimulation. It suddenly stretched out, and countless branches and leaves grew wildly. The vines surrounded him like a nimble snake.
The spiritual plant has developed its own consciousness. At this moment, the entire cave is instantly covered by green vines, with countless densely packed vines winding and stretching.
People with trypophobia would probably die peacefully on the spot if they just took one look at it.
Only a small open space formed around Mu Qingzhou and Gu Xia who was wrapped in flames.
The Phoenix Fire is overbearing, and wood plants naturally don't like to get close to it.
However, under the intense stimulation, the green vines kept approaching and retracting, successfully twisting itself into a twisted dough stick.
The source of its restlessness is also very obvious.
A delicate dagger pierced into the chest, blood gushed out, and drops of blood fell to the ground.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Mu Qingzhou's lips, and his face turned pale almost instantly.
Unexpectedly, the dagger pierced his heart.
The young man seemed to feel no pain. He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and slowly rotated it, letting the blade constantly stir in his body.
The finger bones turned white from the exertion, and the indigo veins on the back of the hand bulged slightly.
The more blood flowed, the more agitated the vines coiled around it became. It wanted to get closer, but was afraid of the flames that were too close.
After repeated attempts, the part of its body that extended to the ground slightly poked out, and bright red blood beads dripped on the two leaves.
Mu Qingzhou didn't have time to comfort it.
Because he was about to faint.
Blood kept flowing out of the wound, and correspondingly, his own vitality was rapidly draining away. At this moment, when the dagger was turned over, a bloody hole suddenly appeared in his chest.
There was a faint flash of light, which disappeared so quickly that it seemed like an illusion.
However, the next second, Mu Qingzhou confirmed that it was not an illusion.
A still beating heart fell into the palm of his hand.
This scene should have been very terrifying at first glance, but surprisingly, there seemed to be moonlight flowing on the heart, and the moment it was taken out, it seemed as if the entire cave was instantly brightened.
Mu Qingzhou's action just now was to take out his own heart.
There was a grayish look between the young man's elegant eyebrows. The consequence of the heart leaving the body was fatal. He stood there, his body swaying, and he was about to fall to the ground in the next second.
Vitality is slipping away at a speed visible to the naked eye, like sand slipping through your fingertips, which you can neither grasp nor retain.
"Cough cough..."
Mu Qingzhou couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head to cough twice, and the fingers covering his lips were covered with sticky blood.
"what……"
He sounded as if sighing, "What a familiar feeling." This feeling of having a huge hole in your chest and watching yourself die bit by bit, the pain of being on the verge of death.
It really feels familiar.
The only difference is that that time I was passive and angry and unwilling.
And this time, he did it willingly.
At this moment, the green vine fell into frenzy again after seeing this scene. Deep marks were left on the surrounding stone walls and the stones were shattered. Mu Qingzhou could sense its anxiety and was about to say something.
The next second, a point of emerald light flew out like a meteor and suddenly landed on his heart.
The mad flow of blood was stopped, and the hideous wounds were constantly repaired by a gentle force, like a long drought finally ending in a downpour, and the constantly fading vitality also slowed down.
Mu Qingzhou was slightly startled, "Why do you have to do this?"
he murmured.
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. From the moment he came to this point, he had no intention of surviving.
"I originally planned to entrust you to Gu Xia..."
The vines wrapped around the cave were still there, but after the light sank into his body, their green bodies quickly withered and became like curled straw ropes.
The spiritual plant is spiritual, and the streak of light that just flashed out is the essence of wood. Combined with Mu Qingzhou's own top-grade wood spiritual roots, the repair effect is immediate.
However, without the essence of wood, the green vine naturally could not survive and merged with him.
After all, Mu Qingzhou dug out his own heart. Even if the wound was repaired, he was only hanging on to his last breath. When the energy stored in the wood essence was exhausted, he would die.
But before that, it was enough for him to do what he should do.
Slowly moving forward, as the distance got closer, Mu Qingzhou could feel the creepy feeling brought by the scorching heat spraying on his skin.
He lowered his eyes and watched quietly for a moment, then gently lifted his palm and the slowly beating heart floated up and hung above the eggshell wrapped in the open flame.
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Very few people in the cultivation world know about it.
Mu Qingzhou, the holy son of the spirit race, was born with an exquisite heart.
The seven orifices are exquisite and can be used to observe one's fortune.
The spirit race had never often walked in the world of cultivation, so when he first met Qu Yimian, he only remembered the girl's autumn-water eyes and her kind and soft heart.
Mu Qingzhou was only a teenager at that time and had never dealt with cultivators from the outside world. He unexpectedly ran into Qu Yimian, who was holding a wounded little lion and was about to cry.
The other party's image, as if a halo of holy light was shining on the earth, immediately touched his heart.
Mu Qingzhou had originally come here on the orders of the clan elders to check who had trespassed into the Spirit Clan's territory without permission. However, for some unknown reason, he stepped forward and asked the other party what had happened.
The moment the girl saw him, her misty eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed his sleeve with one hand and asked for his help in a soft voice.
"I, I just saw that it was seriously injured and wanted to save it, but after feeding it a few pills, it died for some reason. Woo woo woo, can you help me save it?"
Mu Qingzhou had never seen such a scene before.
The innocent boy who had never seen the world fell in love with her immediately.
Only then did he realize that the beautiful girl in front of him was actually a precious alchemist. He had heard a little about this group of alchemists, who were generally kind and could not bear to see any life disappear in front of them.
The wood spirit actually has a certain healing ability. Mu Qingzhou only took a glance and saw the signs of the other party exploding and dying because he had fed him too many pills.
He didn't think much about it at the time, and just thought that Qu Yimian was too concerned and confused, so he accidentally fed her too many pills.
The two of them became familiar with each other as a matter of course.
The teenage Mu Qingzhou was easy to fool, but the elders of the Spirit Clan were no pushovers. Having lived for hundreds of years, they were naturally very wary of this female cultivator who suddenly appeared.
But Mu Qingzhou believed the 'facts' he had seen with his own eyes and took the initiative to defend her.
The elder had always been very fond of this disciple, but because he had come forward to plead for mercy, he simply took a step back temporarily.
Later, when Qu Yimian was about to leave, she acted as if unintentionally playing the victim, talking about how difficult it was for her to be alone in the world of cultivation full of dangers.
This made Mu Qingzhou want to go with her.
He has never set foot in the world of cultivation, but deep down, the young man still has a desire to go out and explore the world.
This is not an easy task, and it is understandable that the elders would not allow it.
The world of cultivation has been a place of many disputes since ancient times. Once you step into it, whether you like it or not, you will inevitably be contaminated by cause and effect.
It’s best not to touch things like cause and effect.
Once you get infected, there is a high probability that nothing good will happen to you.
But Mu Qingzhou was the pride of the Spirit Clan at that time. He did not think that he would be mediocre. To be honest, with his talent, he could be called a "genius" even in the world of cultivation.
In the end, he still ignored the dissuasion and went to the world of cultivation.
At the beginning, the boy and girl walked together and fought side by side when encountering danger, which is naturally a good story.
Mu Qingzhou originally thought that Qu Yimian was just a weak alchemy practitioner, but later he discovered that she had many magical weapons to protect herself, and she even knew swordsmanship.
Perhaps this is how love between equals always comes. As his affection for Qu Yimian grew stronger day by day, they returned to the Five Sects.
It was not until then that he realized that the other party actually had another identity - a direct disciple.
It was also because of this that Mu Qingzhou had the opportunity to meet the direct disciples of the five sects.
But when he first learned the news, he actually felt a little uncomfortable.
Mu Qingzhou might be young and immature in mind, but he is definitely not stupid.
It's not a pleasant feeling to be deceived, but Qu Yimian explained to him with tears in her eyes that she had no choice but to do so.
After all, although the identity of the direct disciple of the Five Sects sounds very high, there are definitely many people who want to attack the direct disciple when they go out, whether in the world of cultivation or elsewhere.
She explained it like this while crying, Mu Qingzhou...what else could Mu Qingzhou do?
Of course I chose to forgive her.
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