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Chapter 43 43. Proud Edric

"Pooh—pooh—pooh—"

After finally crawling out of the soil, Jiang Jianxin spat out the earthy smell in his mouth twice. He first looked at his intact hands, and then leaned weakly on the stone tablet.

The five words "Jiang Jianxin's Tomb" were rubbed into a mess by the soil behind her.

"call----"

After taking a deep breath, she felt much better, and the almost oxygen-deprived condition caused by being squeezed by the soil was slowly easing.

Jiang Jianxin collapsed on the grave, looking at the bright sky, thinking about everything he had just experienced, and was filled with exhaustion.

Although she had prepared in advance——

Her brother has a special job...

The blessing method may be different from the usual...

Not very grounded...

But it didn’t say it was so down-to-earth?

The blessing of a person with normal talent should be to give a shield, which can be triggered at a critical moment to resist a fatal blow.

As a result, her brother set up a magic death circle, and before anyone else could kill her... he rushed to kill her and then resurrected her and sent her back?
Jiang Jianxin weakly hammered the ground a few times, sending up a cloud of dust and causing him to cough a few times due to choking.

After much thought, she still held her breath, so she decided to go to WeChat to find young people for an online debate.

Jiang Jianxin slowly sat up straight and looked around for his cell phone.

After searching for a long time without finding it, I suddenly remembered... my phone seemed to be still buried in there?

Jiang Jianxin: “…”

After finally pulling the phone out of the soil, Jiang Jianxin blew the dirt off the screen and almost immediately launched the familiar green APP.

The young man’s profile picture was a sleeping rice ball wearing a wizard’s hat.

Jiang Jianxin flipped through the list and found that he was online.

She took a deep breath, and with her eyes shining, she began to type quickly with sparks flying everywhere.

[Jiang Jianxin]: Brother, I used your blessing today.

Jiang Jianxin typed, and the young man on the other side of the screen replied almost instantly.

[Brother]: Wow, how's it? Doesn't it work well?

Jiang Jianxin: ...

[Jiang Jianxin]: Don’t you think your blessing is weird?

[Brother]: No, I think it’s just ordinary.

Seeing this, Jiang Jianxin gritted his teeth.

[Jiang Jianxin]: No, they just ate my heart and erected a tombstone for me when they sent me out... Is this really normal?
[Brother]: Sister, you haven’t understood the essence of my move.

[Brother]: Conventional blessings can only block one attack. If it is a fatal situation, a series of attacks, then it will be of no use - but it is different for me.

[Brother]: I will let you die immediately, then flash and move to another grave, and be reborn.

Jiang Jianxin: ...

Jiang Jianxin felt that she couldn't explain it clearly to her brother, and her brother also felt that he couldn't explain it clearly to her.

[Brother]: Sister, just tell me, is this blessing effective? Has it helped you?

When Jiang Jianxin saw this, he looked at his intact left hand thoughtfully.

If we only consider the effect, without considering the scares, it is indeed quite good.

Her brother's black magic circle not only brought her out of the formation, but also restored her complete body and even healed all the injuries she suffered in the battle.

Now she felt like she was reborn, even the pain in her stomach had disappeared.

[Jiang Jianxin]: That’s really good.

The young man happily posted an emoticon of a proud rice ball wearing a grass skirt and dancing jazz.

[Brother]: That's it, the result is what matters. As for the process—that's not important. Jiang Jian thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. So he sent the young man a wry smile and a sweaty little yellow face, ending the topic.

The young man did not reply, and Jiang Jianxin turned off his phone.

She took a deep breath, picked up her sword and stood up.

“Shala shala——”

The tombstone slowly shrank into the ground behind her until it completely melted into the wasteland, leaving only some messy soil.

Jiang Jianxin touched his strongly beating heart, and raised the Tangguang Sword that was shining brightly under the sky.

Although it was not easy to get out of this formation, it was also a blessing in disguise. Those chaotic illusions reminded her of all the childhood memories of Jian Zun.

Now she can recall what she learned as a child without looking at the diary, and she has truly become the Sword Master when she grows up.

She weighed the sword and felt the strength of her hands holding it.

--too weak.

After all, she was old. At the age of 23, she was many times weaker than she was at her peak at the age of eleven. In addition, her spiritual energy was thin, so she couldn't use many of the bold sword styles even if she wanted to.

Jiang Jianxin gave a helpless smile, then laid the Tangguang Sword flat and shook it, shaking out the Peppa Pig diary.

The restored memories of Jian Zun reminded her of his entire childhood, and she also discovered something that was extremely contradictory to reality, which was:

[As a Sword Master, she never kept a diary during her childhood.]

Jiang Jianxin carefully looked at the diary in front of him.

It has a cute pink Peppa Pig cover with crooked handwriting inside and is decorated with fluorescent pens.

I didn't think anything of it when I watched it.

Looking at this cover again now, I feel a sense of weirdness that is terrifying when I think about it carefully.

——In the world of cultivation...is there such a thing as Peppa Pig?
And according to her memory, there are no fluorescent pens in the world of cultivation. Everyone writes with brushes, which are divided into sheep-hair and wolf-hair at most.

Peppa Pig and fluorescent pens are obviously products of the world she lives in now.

Now the question is, if she had never written a diary when she was the Sword Master—

Who was it that used an obviously modern diary to write down the life experiences that were highly consistent with what she knew of Jian Zun's childhood?
Jiang Jianxin took a deep breath.

She couldn't figure it out because it was a completely weird and brain-burning question.

The weird thing about it is that someone knows all of her childhood experiences as a sword master, and is lurking somewhere in this world.

It knew her residence and delivered the prepared diary at the appropriate time.

No one knows who is behind this, but Jiang Jianxin guessed that this might be the work of a person with special abilities in the light camp.

Because only they can hide their plan so deeply.

Jiang Jianxin's lips became dry, and the more he thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on his back.

The Sword Master abilities she remembered now were completely incapable of allowing her to play tricks on these people in the Light Camp.

In this game of IQ, she can only pin her hopes on the little sage's childhood as a prophet ten years ago.

The 23-year-old Sword Master was powerless, but the 13-year-old Precognitive Sequence Number 1 could play a game of chess across time and space with this group of future opponents ten years in the past.

As for where the game is now, only she can find out after she cracks the password of the blue diary.

Jiang Jianxin sighed, clenched his hands, and felt a strong sense of helplessness.

She stuffed the Peppa Pig diary back into her pocket and glanced at the sword space worriedly.

Just like the first time she saw it, there were just enough things in the sword space to fit four diaries.

Jiang Jianxin didn't know whether this was a coincidence or intentional.

After recalling the memories of Jian Zun, she felt as if she was trapped in a mystery.

This scheme is bigger and more extensive than what Lin Xin'an planned for her, and it is more difficult to guess the purpose of the person who set up the scheme.

Thanks to Chun Chi Cha for the monthly ticket and Chu Yu for the reward, thank you all for your support!
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