About After I Became a Soul Killer

A pot of sake, a rusty sword.

A pot of turbid wine will last for thousands of years.

"Dare to ask your Excellency, is it the Sect Master of the Sword Emperor Alliance, Lord Nanfeng?" Chu Lumang's tone became cautious and respectful.

Although the sloppy uncle in front of him looks crazy, the scary thing is that he has never sensed his existence. As the leader of a secret mobile team like Yun Yin, what he is best at is catching the target, even if it is the Yin Lingyi. He can also sense it instantly, and Chu Lumang's own strength has already reached the level of a captain, even stronger than some captains, but such a guy can't feel the breath of the man in front of him, as if he is dead. .

"Yaodao Village Rain, boy, you can feel the killing intent around you, and half of it is due to the knife in your hand." The elder stroked his beard and said slowly.

Chu Lumang really knew in his heart that only with his own perception, he could only detect the slight change in the ninth floor, but Cun Yu had a reaction after entering the ninth floor. Cun Yu sensed the killing intent, and the killing intent arrived along the blade. The handle of the knife finally made Chu Lumang feel it.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry junior," Chu Lumang was interrupted before he finished speaking.

The man in white robe looked at Chu Lumang, "I am Nanfeng."

The man easily revealed his identity, which caught Chu Lumang even a little off guard.

"Are you really Nanfeng?!" Chu Lumang said in shock.

"Yeah, it's like a fake replacement." The man said with a smile.

"It's been more than 800 years, and it's the first time someone has been able to come to the ninth floor. Boy, answer my question first." The man looked at Chu Lumang with great interest.

"You said." Chu Lumang agreed cautiously.

"Do you know what the black on the eighth floor is?" the man asked.

"The younger generation doesn't know, but according to experience, it should be an existence that has the ability to occupy people's hearts in addition to gravity."

"Oh?" The man squinted to look at Chu Lumang, "How do you feel on the eighth floor?"

Hearing this, Chu Lumang was stunned.

He seemed to be recalling something.

"Uh, to be precise, I don't feel anything." Chu Lumang said frankly.

"I don't have any feelings? Don't lie to me, kid, how is that possible?"

Chu Lumang didn't know how to answer for a while.

Suddenly, he threw Murasame in his hand to the man and instantly knelt down on one knee.

"Senior, junior's words are not false at all. Your level of strength should be able to perceive the emotions in my words. If you hide it halfway, you can directly decapitate me with a knife."

"Haha. Er." The man scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm just asking, there's no malice. After all, it's been 800 years, and no one has come to see me."

Seeing that Chu Lumang didn't answer, the man continued: "The black on the eighth floor is the black called fear. In addition to the fact that its own spiritual child has a certain gravity, the main thing is that this black will occupy people's hearts. Once the mind is occupied, it will gradually evolve from fear to extremes, there are countless suicides, and Hei doesn’t have to do it himself.”

"But you said that you didn't feel it, which surprised me. You must know that in this hell, there are very few people who can rely on their will to resist the darkness of the eighth layer, and even those who claim to be angels can't do it. .”…

Suddenly, the man thought of something, "Stand up!"

Chu Lumang was startled and immediately got up.

The man dressed in a white robe slowly stood up. He was tall, half a head taller than Chu Lumang.

He made a strange move, the man strode forward, and the palm of his right hand touched Chu Lumang's left chest.

After a while, "Sure enough."

Chu Lumang was confused by this series of operations.

"Surely what?" he asked.

"You don't have a heartbeat," the man said calmly.

"?!"how is this possible?Chu Lumang felt a panic in his heart, and he immediately touched his heart with his right hand.

"!
"Sure enough! No heartbeat!

"This" Chu Lumang stared at the incredible scene with wide eyes.

"But when I was on it before, my heart was beating."

"It's not difficult to explain, young people, there are only two ways to get to the bottom of the valley. One is to rely on strong willpower to resist the erosion of the black, and the other is the corpse. The corpse falls to the bottom like a stone and is not affected."

"However, after so many years of groping, I noticed another way, but I was not sure until you appeared."

"What did the senior say about this?"

"You know, the purpose of the black is to occupy the heart, but if you don't have a heartbeat, then the black will rush into the air, which is why the corpse can come to the ninth floor, but I have always wondered if anyone can do it with a living person. The identity didn't have a heartbeat to come here."

"It's a bold assumption."

"Why do I do this? I don't have a heartbeat now, but I'm still alive. Does it mean that I'm already dead, and I'll die when I leave the valley?" Chu Lumang immediately asked back.

"No, the real reason why your heart doesn't beat is because of you. I have lived in this valley for hundreds of years, and I know a lot about the valley. Although you don't have a heartbeat, I can still perceive that this time it was two people who entered the valley. "

"Presumably the other one has already been blown away by you."

Chu Lumang had a shocked expression on his face. If what the man said was true, then he would have sensed himself and Yun Wuyou when he was at the mouth of the valley.

This level of perception ability, I am afraid that in the world, only the chief director can do it!
"Boy, I suddenly admire you very much." The man looked at Chu Lumang with a shaggy beard.

"You should be the kind of person in the legend, the kind of person who fell into the valley with a death mentality."

"Because only one who has this mentality will not have his heart taken over by fear, because the heart itself represents death."

"But every person who goes down to the valley is for living, to come here, so their hearts act with the mentality that they must live."

"However, from the beginning, you didn't take this seriously, as if you were planning to commit suicide by jumping into the valley."

Chu Lumang suddenly realized!Isn't the description of the man exactly the scene and mentality of his jumping off the building in the world?

The mentality of being put to death and then living, knowing that he might die, but without regrets, without turning back, and jumping, made him come to the inner world.

Then it is natural to break into the Nine-story Profound Valley this time. My subconscious thinks that I can find Nanfeng, and my consciousness knows that this trip is difficult and dangerous, and I will die. …

Therefore, Chu Lumang's mentality is always in a state of superposition of life and death.

"Senior, are you really Nanfeng?"

"Otherwise? Have you seen anyone else on the ninth floor?"

"However, how did you get the Hidden Spirit Clothes?! As you said, if it weren't for Murasame, I really wouldn't feel the killing intent, let alone you who are hidden under your cloak with unpredictable strength."

"What, what is your name from the beginning of the Yin Lingyi, I have never heard of that thing."

"As for what you see, the almost transparent cloak is just my spiritual pressure."

"what?!

"Chu Lumang exclaimed.

Everyone knows that the Reiatsu coat can be turned on as a means of defense during battle, but this consumes a lot of spiritual energy, so almost only at critical moments, the soul destroyer will condense the Reiki to form the Reiatsu coat for effective defense.

The scary thing about the man in front of him is that such an act of consuming spiritual power is easy in his hands, and on the basis of defense, he even has the effect of stealth!

This, this is not something people can do!

Chu Lumang even doubted whether the director-general could do what Nanfeng did!
"Senior, I'm here to pick you up." Chu Lumang calmed down immediately, and he stated his purpose calmly.

"Take me back? Where are you going, land?" The elder suddenly stood up and said slowly, stroking his beard.

Chu Lumang looked at Nanfeng and this guy who claimed to be Nanfeng.

What did he suddenly notice, Moire Nishikori? !
When Chu Lumang was still in the world, he was excellent in both character and study, and because of his good looks, he was a star-like figure in school.

And Chu Lumang is not partial to subjects. Although he chose science in high school, he is particularly interested in the development of world history, especially the history of China five years ago.

The Tang Dynasty was the heyday of the Chinese feudal society, and both people's thinking and material production reached a historical peak.

Beginning in the Tang Dynasty, flower patterns were generally used in craft decoration, and their compositions were lively and free, well-proportioned, plump and round.

Especially after the wavy continuous pattern is combined with flowers and plants, it is the tangled branch pattern that prevailed in the Tang Dynasty.

In addition, the Tang Dynasty clothing pattern changed the previous creative idea of ​​innate talent, and used real flowers, grass, fish, and insects for sketching, but the traditional dragon and phoenix patterns were not rejected, which was also granted by the emperor. determined by the influence.At this time, the design of clothing patterns tends to express the artistic style of freedom, plumpness and fatness.

In addition, the Tang Dynasty had a unique method of weaving clothes, which is the legendary "moir pattern brocade", which has long been lost. According to legend, the moir pattern brocade is to use a kite to fly the silk to the place where the clouds gather, so that the silk can fully absorb the clouds. The special moisture and impregnation in it make the original silk more soft and soft, with a cloud-like whiteness.

The silk satin used in these clothes was as high as [-] taels of gold in that dynasty.

"Is this a coincidence?" Chu Lumang was puzzled in his heart.

"Lord Nanfeng, now the Sword Emperor Alliance has no leader, and the one who came with me is the current head of Yunzimen, whose full name is Baiyun Wuyou."

"To be honest, my identity is the spy of the Soul Destruction Bureau. The current Sword Emperor Alliance is like a paper tiger without your shock."…

"Although the four elders of Fengyun Longhu and many high-level experts in the sect are all powerful, good tigers can't stand the pack of wolves, because your Sword Emperor Alliance is neutral, and you are a big sect, so the government and some evil organizations I've been staring at you all the time."

So Chu Lumang told Nanfeng one by one what he had experienced with Chen Zifan's group at Cangjian Villa that day.

After Nan Feng heard this, he fell silent.

"In the midst of the colorful clouds of the White Emperor, a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." Nan Feng sighed.

"!?"

Chu Lumang asked cautiously in a tentative tone, "Master Nanfeng just sang, but is it a poem by Tang Chao, the famous poet Li Taibai?"

"What? Shixian? Why haven't I heard of it?" Nan Feng tilted his head in confusion and looked at Chu Lumang.

Chu Lumang was completely shocked.

Because from the very beginning his question was actually a trap, and he wanted to get an answer.

Nanfeng can sing Li Bai's poems casually, but he does not know that Li Bai is known as "poetry fairy".

"Five-flowered horse, Qianjin Qiu. Hu'er will be out for wine?" Chu Lumang said cautiously.

"Sell the eternal sorrow with you!" Nanfeng said the second half of the sentence without hesitation.

"Boy, how do you know my poems?" Nan Feng was very different.

"Your poem?!"

"You, are you really Li Taibai, the master of Qinglian?!" Cold sweat ran across his neck in an instant, and Chu Lumang witnessed a miracle in human history at this moment.

"Ah, how far is that? More than 1000 years ago. I was indeed called Li Bai more than 1000 years ago, and my name is also the Lay Qinglian you mentioned."

"It's just that my poems are written at will, how can they be known to young people like you?"

Chu Lumang breathed a sigh of relief, this time, it was really worth it.

The famous sword emperor in the world - Nan Feng turned out to be the former poet Li Taibai!
"No, if he is Li Bai, then why does he have memories?" Chu Lumang was suddenly puzzled.

"Your Excellency, why do you still remember the memories of your lifetime, if you are really Li Bai."

Nan Feng tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him. From the time of the watch world, the two people were separated by more than 1000 years.

This kind of meeting is only possible in the inner world.