Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 198

The mural world, in the stone forest.

A pure white kitten jumped and scratched a few times, and easily climbed up the tree trunk. Its clear pupils stared curiously and nervously at the person who occupied its nest.

The man, with his back against the branch, blocked the entrance to his nest.

Because of this, it has been sleeping outside for the past few days.

"Ow!"

As usual, the kitten bared its teeth and howled at the man in extreme protest.

After several days of observation, it has determined that the other party cannot move, so although it is nervous, it is not worried.

Even yesterday, it fell asleep on the opponent's body.

Compared with the blunt tree trunk, sleeping on each other's body is indeed soft and comfortable.

Only this time, when it just crawled into the opponent's abdomen and curled up to sleep, the hair on its body seemed to explode, and the nine fluffy thin tails stood up even more.

For a moment, it felt the feeling of being stared at by a ferocious beast.

It looked up, and saw that the person's closed eyes opened, staring at it quietly.

A trace of coldness flashed under the other party's calm eyes, causing a lot of hair on it to fall off.

Li Yisheng quietly looked at the white thing lying on his body.

It clearly looks like a cat, but it has tiger stripes painted on its forehead.

More importantly, the opponent actually has nine thin tails.

That thing is not even a monster, and I don't know how it was born in this mural world.

It is really not simple that an independent consciousness can be born within this mural.

However, what makes Li Yisheng a little unhappy is that the other party is getting more and more aggressive.

The nine-tailed white cat took a step back in fright as Li Yisheng stared at it.

But seeing that the other party still couldn't move, he felt relieved.

However, it no longer dared to sleep on the other person, so it could only curl up next to that person and sleep next to it.

Seeing this, Li Yisheng didn't look at the other party, but sensed the condition of his body.

The wound has basically healed, and the serious one is the injury inside the body.

Fortunately, the pulse has already been forged with the sword thread, otherwise, it will have to be scrapped again.

But if this kind of injury wants to heal, if there is no shortcut, I'm afraid it will really take time.

On the opposite side of Li Yisheng's line of sight is a lush old tree.

There is no concept of time in the mural world, and Li Yisheng is temporarily unable to move, so he can only quietly look at the ancient tree opposite.

If someone was there, they would definitely find that Li Yisheng was serious and didn't show any impatience.

The second day after Li Yisheng opened his eyes, every time the nine-tailed white cat went out, it would bring back some wild fruits and put them beside Li Yisheng.

But that person never ate it, as if he couldn't see it.

It once curiously tried to stuff it into the opponent's mouth, but was scared away by the opponent's cold eyes.

But even so, the nine-tailed white cat brought various wild fruits with him every time he went out.

No matter it is sunny and cloudy, or cloudy and rainy.

The wild fruits accumulated around Li Yisheng piled up more and more, but they never rotted.

Even for this reason, some monster monkeys from the mural world were attracted.

But those monstrous monkeys didn't dare to get close.

Because the figure leaning against the tree trunk exuded an aura that frightened their souls.

There are also four seasons of birth and decline in the world of murals.

Li had never looked at a tree so carefully and for such a long time in his life.

That tree, from the beginning of prosperity to the continuous shedding of leaves, finally only leaves the bare branches.

Those leaves turned from dark green to withered yellow, and finally fell to the ground and turned into mud.

Even after the branches and leaves fell, a thunderbolt directly smashed it and burned it into charred black, losing its vitality.

That tree is like a strong man falling from the peak to the abyss.

Li Yisheng silently watched and felt all of this.

Because the ancient tree he was leaning against was gradually withering.

He could clearly feel the vitality of the tree was passing away.

However, the ancient tree he was leaning against was obviously much better than the one on the opposite side, and it was not hit by the sky lightning.

Autumn, deep winter.

Everything is dying.

The nine-tailed white cat changed from picking up wild fruits every day to two days, then three days, four days
The longest cycle is seven days.

Finding food has become difficult, but it still insists on going out every day to find it.

Li Yisheng suddenly felt that it was so stupid.

I don't know if it's because the consciousness born in the mural world was originally like this, or the nine-tailed white cat was originally not very intelligent, or what.

There is obviously enough food next to him, enough for the other party to get through this difficult period, but the other party has to work so hard.

Even going out one day, the other party came back with injuries on his body, and a thin tail hung down unnaturally.

Adorable yet silly persistence.

Li Yisheng looked at the nine-tailed white cat and thought.

On the first day of falling snow, those monster monkeys finally couldn't resist the temptation of food.

They began to haunt Li Yisheng, but they didn't dare to touch Li Yisheng, they just carefully picked up the wild fruits around Li Yisheng.

Li didn't take care of it all his life, and he couldn't take care of it.

His mental power was also depleted due to the trauma of his original source.

But Li didn't care about it all his life, but the nine-tailed white cat fought with the group of monkeys like crazy.

The nine-tailed white cat has sharp claws, but it is alone.

There is no doubt that it was beaten badly by the monkeys that day.

But those monkeys were also caught badly, and they were a little afraid of the nine-tailed white cat.

Their fights, in Li Yiyi's eyes, were like wild beasts fighting without aesthetic feeling, even a little ugly.

On the second day after the fight with the monkeys, the nine-tailed white cat still insisted on going out to look for food, because the wild fruits were gone.

That morning, it finally ate the first and last wild fruit around Li Yisheng, which was the only one it kept.

After eating, it jumped off the old tree as usual and never came back.

One month after the nine-tailed white cat went out, the snow melted, and the first shoots sprouted from the decayed and blackened ancient tree opposite, which was so delicate and beautiful.

Then, that bud starts to grow and bloom.

As the bud grew and bloomed, Li Yisheng's pupils, which were as quiet as autumn lakes, began to ripple in circles, and a trace of vitality was born from his body, sprouting from the exhausted spiritual sea.

His depleted spiritual sea seemed to have an extra spring, and the spiritual essence kept gushing out, slowly filling up.

On the side of the sunken boat, in front of the diseased tree, only one spring is waiting.

This [Realm of Life] is much more difficult than Li Yisheng imagined, and it will take a lot of time.

After all, compared to this kind, the field of killing is much easier to comprehend.

Afterwards, the monkeys who occupied the territory of the nine-tailed white cat saw the man who had never moved gently stood up, walked towards the south, and followed the nine-tailed white cat's last route.

Behind that man, the entire stone forest quietly annihilated.

(End of this chapter)