Chapter 741 Xuan Jing's Choice
Duan Qing carefully observed the restrictions on the door and found that they were not very subtle. There were only about two hundred spiritual power nodes.
With his current mental strength, it didn't take much time to easily deduce the core nodes of the Shimen Restriction.
Then, Duan Qing took action decisively, hitting a nine-block barrier at the core node of the performance.
Under the influence of Duan Qingjiu's isolation, the correspondence between the spiritual nodes of the Shimen restriction was immediately cut off, and the entire restriction dissipated.
As soon as the restraint was lifted, Duan Qing kicked the stone door violently without saying a word, breaking the stone door into pieces, revealing the stone chamber behind the stone door.
As the stone door shattered, a strong smell of blood suddenly hit his face.
This rich smell of blood made Duan Qing frown tightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
With a heavy heart, Duan Qing stepped into the stone room.
The stone chamber is not very large, only twenty or thirty feet in size.
In the middle of the stone chamber, there is a blood pool of about ten feet, occupying almost half of the space of the stone chamber.
At this time, a dozen naked floating corpses were floating in the blood pool. Many of the floating corpses had rotted bodies and gave off a disgusting smell.
Seeing the situation in the blood pool, Duan Qing frowned even more tightly, resisting the discomfort, walked to the edge of the blood pool, and carefully looked at the floating corpses in the blood pool.
When he saw a floating corpse in the center of the blood pool, Duan Qing's expression suddenly changed. He waved his hand, picked up the floating corpse from the blood pool, and gently placed it beside the blood pool.
This floating corpse is exactly the Xuanjing he was looking for!
At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, his face showed a look of pain, and his breathing was very weak, and it seemed that he might disappear at any time!
"Xuanjing!" Duan Qing squatted beside Xuanjing and called softly.
Perhaps hearing Duan Qing's voice, Xuanjing's eyelids moved, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Duan Qing blankly.
Duan Qing opened his senses and carefully checked Xuanjing's condition, and found that his blood had almost been drained, his sea of energy was shattered, and his cultivation had been completely lost.
This situation made Duan Qing feel a deep sense of powerlessness.
The sea of qi is broken, and even if the gods are alive, they will be unable to save it.
If he still had the True Spirit Mucus, he might be able to save Xuan Jing's life, but all of his True Spirit Mucus had been absorbed by the Fantasy Butterfly, and he was currently powerless.
For a moment, Duan Qing couldn't help but feel sad, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm late!"
Xuanjing just stared at Duan Qing blankly without any reaction.
After a while, his consciousness returned to clarity and he opened his mouth: "Sheng... Sheng'er!"
Duan Qing guessed that Xuan Jing wanted to ask about Sheng'er's situation, so he quickly said: "Sheng'er has successfully joined the Shendao Sect, you don't have to worry!"
Hearing what Duan Qing said, Xuanjing showed a hint of relief on his face and nodded slowly.
Xuanjing was in such a situation and worried about Sheng'er, which made Duan Qing feel even more uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Duan Qing thought of something and rummaged around in his storage bag.
He remembered that Xue Wanyun had given him a bottle of healing elixir Holy Spirit Pill after returning to Qingfeng Stream after the battle with Patriarch Chayue.
Because he had recovered at that time, he did not take it, but kept it for later use.
At the moment, it might be possible to use the Holy Spirit Pill to save Xuan Jing's life.
In the blink of an eye, Duan Qing found the Holy Spirit Pill that Xue Wanyun had given him, poured out one, and stuffed it into Xuanjing's mouth while explaining: "This is the Holy Spirit Pill from my master. It is good for healing wounds." It works wonders, take it quickly!”
Duan Qing forced the Holy Spirit Pill into Xuanjing's mouth, but Xuanjing was stubborn and refused to swallow it, and even shook his head slightly at Duan Qing.
Duan Qing saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.
To him, Xuanjing could be said to be as close a friend as Lin Ziyu.
The two of them were both from Jin Xuanzong, especially Xuanjing who helped him several times back then. Duan Qing has never forgotten this kindness.
He originally wanted to help Xuanjing join the Shinto Sect and repay his old love, but who could have imagined that it would end like this!
"What are you doing!" Duan Qing sighed.
Xuan Jing didn't speak, but looked at Duan Qing quietly with a relieved expression.
He is a damned person, and has been so since birth.
He had never met his mother, Lin Jingxian, but had only heard her father, Mu Yun, Lu Xuanyun, talk about her.
He was supposed to die in his mother's womb, but his father, Lu Xuanyun, used a secret method to forcibly preserve a trace of his soul. He was nourished for many years and was able to re-create his life by borrowing someone else's womb.
So strictly speaking, his current body does not belong to him!
In Xiaonanjie, in order to realize his father's revenge plan, he had no friends except Yanfeng's senior brother Ma Liang, and he lived a very depressed life.
Throughout his life, he has almost lived for his father's revenge.
Later, his father's conspiracy finally succeeded. He became successful and fled to China. He originally wanted to start over, live for himself, and pursue the great road.
But who could have imagined that he would end up like this.
For him now, the sea of qi is broken and he can no longer move forward on the path of cultivation. It is tantamount to losing hope in life. What is the need to live!
Even if you save your life, what's the point of a life that has lost its color!
It's better to leave happily than to linger on!
Perhaps his father, Lu Xuanyun, should not have saved him and let him die with his mother. In this way, so many painful things would not have happened to him!
At this moment, Xuanjing completely accepted his fate.
The last time, he was a fetus in his mother's womb and was rescued by his father Lu Xuanyun. He had no choice but to spend these years in a state of confusion.
This time, he doesn't want to be interfered by other people's wishes, he just wants to wait for his destiny to arrive calmly!
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Duan Qing stared at Xuanjing for a long time and suddenly felt relieved!
Everyone has the right to choose their own path, and he respects Xuanjing's choice.
Xuanjing is in such a situation right now, perhaps death is the real relief for him.
Seeing that Duan Qing no longer told him to swallow the Holy Spirit Pill, Xuanjing cast a grateful look at Duan Qing and then slowly closed his eyes.
He could feel that his moment was coming.
If there is an afterlife, I, Xuanjing, just want to live for myself!
Have it!
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Sensing that Xuan Jing's life had completely disappeared, Duan Qing sighed deeply and squatted silently on the spot without saying a word for a long time.
After a while, Duan Qing stood up from the ground and looked around the stone room with a gloomy expression.
Immediately, Duan Qing took action angrily and fired dozens of fire-living spells throughout the stone chamber.
Under the burning of so many fires, the stone room directly turned into a sea of fire, and almost nothing could be preserved.
Even the full pool of blood in the center of the stone chamber quickly evaporated under the scorching heat of the fire!
Duan Qing just stood quietly in the sea of fire, and the raging fire could not hurt even a single corner of his clothes.