The reborn dragon is in the city

Chapter 2429 is also humane

Chapter 2429 also humane

At night, the cold wind here is even more severe.

Xu Shaotang, who had nowhere to hide, hid behind an icicle to temporarily avoid the biting cold wind.

A piece of starlight sprinkled the earth, adding a bit of hazy poetry to this extremely cold place.

Without the biting cold wind and the mausoleum guard sitting in the cold wind, Xu Shaotang might be able to sing an ancient poem with great enthusiasm.

Xu Shaotang took out the jug and wanted to pour a sip of spirits to dispel the endless cold, but found that the spirits in the jug had already frozen into solid ice.

Disappointed, he threw the jug to his feet, Xu Shaotang silently took out a piece of jerky that was frozen hard and bit it, as if he had a deep hatred with this jerky, but his eyes were on the mausoleum guard sitting there.

"If I die here, it must not be by your hands, but by freezing or starving to death."

After swallowing the jerky with difficulty, Xu Shaotang spoke bitterly to the tomb guard, feeling a strong sense of fatigue in his heart.

He thought for a long time, but he didn't think of a way to escape from here. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy was meaningless.

The tomb guard's eyes were narrowed into a slit, and the ice between his brows became heavier. He said calmly, "If you can't even bear the cold here, there is no difference between death and immortality."

"Senior, you are a saint, and I am just a Da Luo Jinxian. In the eyes of a saint, maybe I don't even have the qualifications to become an ant!"

Xu Shaotang looked at the mausoleum guard speechlessly. In the eyes of the saint, this coldness might not be considered a big deal, but to him, it was necessary to work hard to resist the severe cold here. Just freeze to death here.

It would be too aggrieved to freeze to death here.

"Then aren't you alive now?"

The mausoleum guard said calmly.

"I……"

Xu Shaotang was speechless again. Being alive now does not mean that he will be alive tomorrow!He felt that he was unable to communicate with this single-minded mausoleum keeper, so he could only slander in his heart. Perhaps, the old man's head was frozen stiff because he stayed here for too long.

In desperation, Xu Shaotang had no choice but to use his true energy to fight against the severe cold here. For a moment, he really wanted to swallow the piece of spiritual marrow in his hand and fight it out, either to explode and die, or to die. Force out the remnant soul of Ying Long, and use the power of the remnant soul of Ying Long to temporarily suppress the mausoleum guards, while he takes the opportunity to escape from here.

However, he finally gave up on this idea. Let alone whether this method is successful, even if it is successful, the remnant soul of Ying Long may not be able to suppress the unpredictable mausoleum guard. Although Ying Long is powerful, he is now attached to After all, what is on him is just a remnant soul.

Temporarily unable to think of a good way to leave here, Xu Shaotang had no choice but to accept the situation in front of him.

After a long silence, Xu Shaotang looked at the mausoleum guard who had closed his eyes again, tried hard to suppress the urgent thought of escaping here, forced himself to calm down, and then calmly asked the mausoleum guard: "Senior, what are you doing?" How long have you been guarding the mausoleum here?"

"It's been too long, I forgot."

The mausoleum guard closed his eyes tightly and said quietly, "Maybe 2000 years, maybe 4000 years..."

"..."

The corners of Xu Shaotang's mouth twitched suddenly, his eyes widened instantly like the copper bell, and he looked at the mausoleum guard in astonishment, "Didn't you say that a saint only has a lifespan of a thousand years? Could it be that senior is the most holy?"

At this moment, Xu Shaotang's heart once again set off a turbulent wave. If the guardians of the tomb are all holy, then what kind of strong is the owner of the tomb?
Is there anyone in this world who is stronger than the Holy One?
"You actually know the Holy Spirit, it seems that you are really extraordinary." The mausoleum guard opened his eyes slightly, with a little curiosity in his eyes, "Since you know the Holy Spirit, you should also know who the Holy Spirit is in this world. How rare is it? How can the meager power of an old man dare to compare with the most holy."

"Not holy?"

Xu Shaotang was even more puzzled, "Don't saints only have a lifespan of a thousand years? How can seniors guard the tomb for such a long time?"

The mausoleum guard waved his hand lightly, and a sheet of ice and snow immediately wrapped him up. In the blink of an eye, the mausoleum guard had become an ice sculpture.

"Crack..."

After a while, the ice sculpture suddenly shattered again, and the mausoleum guard sat there unharmed, and asked lightly, "Do you understand?"

"It seems... I understand a little bit."

Xu Shaotang nodded slightly. Most of the time the mausoleum guard should freeze himself here and let himself fall into a deep sleep. Whenever someone disturbed the peace of the person in the tomb, he would break out of the ice and come out of the deep sleep. Waking up in the middle of the night, this prolongs the original lifespan of only a thousand years several times, which is a bit similar to the hibernation of animals.

The mausoleum guard said indifferently: "This is the art of changing fate against the heavens. If you are willing to guard the mausoleum all your life, I can teach it to you, so that you can also get rid of the shackles of heaven."

"If I stay here guarding the mausoleum all my life, what's the use of my thousands of years of life?" Xu Shaotang smiled wryly and shook his head. If his family is gone, this infinitely long life is just endless torture for him. What's the use of it?

The way of heaven is natural, since this way of heaven only gives saints a thousand years of life, why should they change their fate against the sky and steal the good fortune of heaven and earth?
"How many people dream of things, but you are so dismissive." The mausoleum guard shook his head lightly, as if he was a little disappointed with Xu Shaotang.

"So, I'm not suitable to be a tomb guard." Xu Shaotang said casually.

The mausoleum guard chuckled and didn't answer.

Whether Xu Shaotang is suitable to be a mausoleum guardian is not Xu Shaotang's final decision, but his final decision.

Seeing that the mausoleum guard was silent, Xu Shaotang glanced down at the flagon at his feet, his eyes rolled slightly, and he picked up the flagon and looked at the mausoleum guard: "Do you want to drink? You have been guarding the mausoleum for thousands of years, I'm afraid you have already forgotten Have you tasted the taste of this fine wine?"

"I really forgot!"

The mausoleum guard's fingers moved slightly, and the jug in Xu Shaotang's hand had already fallen into his hand. When he raised his head, the hard wine that had been frozen into ice slowly flowed into his mouth, reminiscing about the strong wine. The smell of wine, and I saw Xu Shaotang staring at him hotly, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, "Thousands of years, you are the first person to drink with me here."

As soon as the words fell, the fine wine in the jug suddenly flew towards Xu Shaotang in a straight line. Xu Shaotang naturally understood what the mausoleum guard meant, and quickly opened his mouth to catch it.

Taking a sip of strong wine into his throat, Xu Shaotang suddenly had a small hope in his heart. This mausoleum guard is not without a trace of humanity. If he gets along well with him, maybe, when he thinks it through, he will let himself leave here.

(End of this chapter)