dhibooks Chapter 124 Assimilation
Chapter 124 Assimilation
Lu Xiuze felt that he was in a strange situation, because he had returned to the dark and lightless world deep in his memory.
But this time, in this world, there is no golden flame that lights up everything, and the black flame under the shadow of the golden flame. Instead, there are two opposing figures.
They have exactly the same face, the same body shape, and even the same clothes... and the only thing that can distinguish them is their expressions.
Among the two of them, one had a serious gaze and an indifferent expression, while the other showed extreme hatred, looking at the other with a look that seemed to tear the other into pieces - the former, of course, was Lu Xiuze, while the latter, It is the magic fire.
For the magic fire incarnation, he shares the same body with the god fire incarnation, so he can naturally be named Lu Xiuze. Huo shares the same name, and even hesitates to give up his body to the incarnation of Demon Fire even for a moment, so the name "Lu Xiuze" is still firmly occupied by him after all.
When he came to this world, Lu Xiuze was still confused for a moment, but when he saw the demon fire incarnation opposite him, he remembered the reason why he came here, and without a moment's delay, he said coldly: "From my Get out of your body."
Mohuo laughed angrily, glared at Lu Xiuze, and said in a hateful voice: "You have such a big tone! It was obviously you and I who were drawn into this body at the same time, why did it become yours?!"
Lu Xiuze said: "I have suppressed you for 50 years."
The demon fire was furious, and with two fingers together, the black flame rolled up a storm like a dragon, and attacked Lu Xiuze with great momentum. However, Lu Xiuze stood still and just cast a glance at the flame, and the black flame storm died down and dissipated suddenly.
Demon Fire was in a state of surprise: "You—"
Lu Xiuze said: "At the beginning, I released you because of my lack of memory, which gave you an opportunity, but now it is not what it used to be, and what I should know, I know no less than you, or should I say , do you think that the me now found you here purely by luck?"
The magic fire's eyes flickered, but he didn't say a word.
Lu Xiuze didn't take it seriously either, and continued: "This is a battlefield of consciousness. Apart from the contest of consciousness, all other means are insignificant. You and I know this very well, so let's skip those mutual conflicts." Let’s come to the last step in the part of threatening and ruthless words—how are you willing to leave?”
Hearing this, Mo Huo understood that the advantage he had established when Lu Xiuze lost his memory had gone away from him. Now that the two of them knew each other well, even if he used force to scare people at this moment, it would only increase the number of jokes. The fury on his face was swept away, and he put on a mocking smile.
"50 years ago, but you said you couldn't let me go, why, now that you have a new love, you want to lose my old love?"
Mohuo's expression was lax, and his words were frivolous and tainted with yin and yang, as if he was resentful, and he seemed to want to make Lu Xiuze as angry as him before he would give up.
However, Lu Xiuze knew that this was another method used by Demon Fire. Because the battlefield of consciousness was too delicate, the two of them would be in it, even if they were only slightly distracted, it would give the other an opportunity. Therefore, Demon Fire's resentment was fake. It would be true if it made Lu Xiuze uneasy.
But now Lu Xiuze is full of concern about Wen Jing, wishing to seize every minute and every second, how can he have time to pay attention to these magic fire tricks, so he said bluntly: "You said it was 50 years ago, 50 years ago, Just don't hang up in the 50-year postscript. Since you want to leave, then hurry up, it's good for you and me."
Mo Huo gritted his teeth slightly, and sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will go out and harm the world now?"
Lu Xiuze said indifferently: "Whoever you want to harm, just go yourself. It has nothing to do with me."
A sly smile appeared on Mo Huo's face: "So you mean, as long as I am willing to leave, you will not obstruct me in whatever I want to do from now on?"
Although Lu Xiuze knew that Mo Huo's words must have bad intentions, what happened to Mo Huo in the future really had nothing to do with him, so Lu Xiuze said: "If what you want to do has nothing to do with me, then why should I hinder you?"
Mo Huo burst into laughter suddenly, and said: "Interesting, interesting, really interesting...So it turns out that you haven't discovered it yet, haha...hahahaha..."
Lu Xiuze frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"
Mohuo laughed loudly and said, "I laugh that you are in the middle of the game and trapped by the game!"
Lu Xiuze frowned more and more, but saw that Mo Huo was smiling strangely, and continued to use his eccentric tone: "50 years ago, I was the one who wanted to leave, and you were thinking about what Zhou told you, and refused to let me go. Now You changed your mind, but I just won't leave!"
Lu Xiuze calmed down, and said: "Don't do unnecessary things, you know that as long as I put in the effort, I can always drive you out of this body. If you leave now, then we can each be safe, but if you If you get kicked out by me, then I won't be polite!"
Lu Xiuze wasted a lot of arguing with this demon fire just to save energy and revive Wen Jing as soon as possible. If there was a real fight, Lu Xiuze would not be afraid.
However, Mohuo stopped laughing, looked at Lu Xiuze strangely, and said, "Haven't you found out yet?"
"what?"
The magic fire raised his hand, and what was burning at the fingertips was not the black flame that belonged to the magic fire, but the golden flame that belonged to the incarnation of the magic fire!
"You are not surprised, why your thoughts have not changed after tens of thousands of years in the Tianzhu, but after only 50 years after being put into the human body, you are so different from the past you?"
"The old Taoist made a mistake. It's not that you're being 'demonized' by me—it's that we're 'assimilating'."
"You are me, I am you..."
"How are you going to get rid of me? How are you going to get rid of yourself?"
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"Wen Jing" pushed open the door.
Inside the door, in the circular room, a non-human, non-magical, non-spiritual "thing" was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the center of the room.
I saw that "thing" wearing the monk's costume in the Demon Suppressing Tower, but its face was creepy and terrifying, its facial features were displaced, its skin exposed outside the monk's robe was blue and purple, and there were all kinds of ugly and terrible bumps densely covered. Like the eyes of countless insects.
If Lu Xiuze were here, he would definitely be able to find that the "person" in this room is exactly the same as the "monk" walking in the underground demon tower!
Logically speaking, seeing such a "person" suddenly by surprise would shock anyone, but "Wen Jing" looked normal, as if he had expected such a scene long ago, and his eyes swept over the "monk" for a while. After reading it again, he fell behind the "monk".
What I saw behind this "monk" was not a weird thing like him, but a black flame that was burning quietly.
It's tiny, very faint, and faintly visible, almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, as if a random gust of cool wind would completely extinguish it.
After "Wen Jing" saw it, his smiling face couldn't help but slightly changed, and he closed the door subconsciously, so as not to let an unintelligent wind sneak in from the door and extinguish the black flame, but once the door was closed, he Aware of the stupidity of his actions, because this black flame is the reflection of the incarnation of the magic fire, how can it be so easy to extinguish?
Different from people in this world's vague understanding of the Demon Suppressing Tower, "Wen Jing" knew that this Demon Suppressing Tower was a magic weapon that was accidentally lost in the northern Chengzhou when the ancient gods passed by this world.It can reflect people's hearts, stabilize people's minds, remove demons, and then suppress the incarnation of demons in the reflection world of the Demon Suppression Tower, so that people can return to the purest "true self". Qibao.
However, there is a limit to such removal, that's why Xuan Jing dared not leave the Demon Suppressing Tower, and even had to go to the reflection world of the Demon Suppressing Tower in person, go deep into the bottom, suppress the demonic nature in his heart, and sit for more than 100 years.
In the Demon-Suppressing Tower, its above-ground world and the underground world are reflections of each other, so when Xuan Jing went to the bottom of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, his demonic incarnation stayed in this room on the top of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, just like Lu Xiuze After going to the place where Xuanjing was, his demonic incarnation also stayed in this room, but Lu Xiuze's body was a divine fire, so the demonic nature reflected was not a monster like Xuanjing, but the incarnation of demonic fire.
"Wen Jing" sighed slightly, although he felt a little regretful that he couldn't see Lu Xiuze at this time, but he was also glad that Lu Xiuze went to the bottom of the Demon Suppressing Tower, which made it easier for him to do things next.
Thinking of this, "Wen Jing" strode forward, crossed Xuan Jing's demonic incarnation, and came to the thin wisp of magical fire.
He exhaled lightly, and the colorless breath turned into a golden flame, which landed on the palm of his right hand. At this point, the golden flame in "Wen Jing"'s eyes had completely disappeared, and then he stretched out his left hand, intending to put the flame in front of him. The magic fire not far away was also caught in the palm, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stretched out his hand, the magic fire would turn into a phantom and pass through his fingertips.
"Wen Jing" was puzzled, pondered for a moment, and tentatively pushed Jin Yan closer, but neither Jin Yan nor Demon Fire responded to the other party at all, and burned on their own, neither merging nor repelling, even Twisted together, but also distinct.
"What's wrong?"
"Wen Jing" withdrew his hand, stared at Jin Yan's laziness in his palm, and muttered to himself.
"Could it be... my idea is wrong?"
"No... No, the idea should be right..."
"So... I did something wrong..."
"Wen Jing" opened his mouth to swallow Jin Yan, and then, the shadow of Jin Yan appeared in his eyes again.
"You still have to see him."
"Wen Jing" groaned slightly, ignored the thin wisp of magic fire, turned around and meandered down the stone steps of the Demon Suppressing Tower, and walked towards the deepest part of the Demon Suppressing Tower.