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Chapter 897: True and False Jin Miaolin
Chapter 897: True and False Jin Miaolin
Chapter 897: True and False Jin Miaolin
Jin Miaolin sat on a carriage with a pale face. The shackles on his body had been released for a period of time, but he was still a little uncomfortable. Maybe he was trapped for too long. Its sea of consciousness has long been destroyed, and even its thinking is not very coherent.
It has lived in that dark place for many years, and every time, blood will be drawn, and only at that time will those guys inject some nutrients into it. Just like that, it doesn't know how long it has been. It doesn't even remember what it was for when it left its home in the first place.
Until recently, for some unknown reason, it was sent out, and when it first saw the sun, it almost went blind. It has been in pain for three days, but after those people actually started to feed it, the body's functions recovered and the life energy was adjusted, and then it gradually recovered.
Along the way, its body gradually recovered, and finally it didn't feel like dying at that time. Yes, at least it doesn't have to die. Where are those guys sending themselves? Jin Miaolin didn't know. Although its sea of consciousness has been destroyed, the blood life energy from the origin of the tree ancestor is still very pure. After these days of repair, it has gradually recovered. Except for the sea of consciousness, everything else is in in a gradual recovery process.
But does this really matter to it? It has already accepted its fate, and it never expects anything. It has long forgotten what the meaning of its own existence is. It even felt that it had lost its soul.
It's not bad that the sea of consciousness is broken, at least you don't have to think about it all the time, and the pain will be less.
The silver light flickered, and a figure silently appeared on the carriage. His appearance did not even change the weight of the carriage.
Jin Miaolin sat there, his eyes turned dully to the sudden figure, and he didn't even make a sound. In fact, even if it made a sound, it was meaningless, the interior of the carriage was covered with a silver halo.
"What's your name?" A pleasant voice sounded, not only in the voice, but also in its mind.
Jin Miaolin opened his mouth, but did not answer. Because it has long since lost its tongue. Those guys don't need it to talk at all.
Looking at the pale, dark-eyed, blue-gold tree clan in front of him, like a walking corpse, Tang San frowned slightly. Raise your hand and press it on its shoulder, and the consciousness is also injected into its body at the same time, feeling its current state.
Decay! This was Tang San's first feeling. But at the same time of decay, it has a huge amount of life energy in its body. Tang San didn't know what those who took it did to it, but there was no doubt that it must have been abused inhumanly.
A touch of anger flashed in Tang San's heart, as if he saw a human being treated as a slave again.
The Sea of Consciousness was destroyed, which was an important reason for this Blue Gold Tree Clan's thinking ability. The reason why he came at the first time was because Tang San's consciousness had always enveloped the city, and through the aura of the tree ancestor, he could easily do this. He has been waiting, waiting for the appearance of this breath, yes, it is the blood aura of Jin Miaolin originating from the origin of the tree ancestor.
Although he is still not sure whether the blue-gold tree clan in front of him is Jin Miaolin, what is certain is that the power of his bloodline must be the direct bloodline of the tree ancestor, which is beyond doubt.
Moreover, Jin Miaolin has six thorns behind his back, which means the strength of a king. Jin Miaolin, who left his home back then, was also a tenth-order king. Therefore, it is very likely that it is the Blue Gold Tree Clan that he found.
The power of the gods is accompanied by the infusion of life energy, helping Jin Miaolin to heal his injuries, especially to make up for the sea of consciousness that has been destroyed for many years.
Soon, Tang San discovered that its sea of consciousness had been destroyed too seriously, and it had been destroyed for too long. If he wants to cure such a sea of consciousness, if he is a former god-king level, there will be no problem. But now, it's a big problem. There is not enough time to recover.
"Brother, I know you are likely to be Jin Miaolin. If you can understand me, just nod your head. I am the current patriarch of the Blue Gold Tree Clan, and I will help you." Tang San reluctantly connected with his own divine sense. There are huge cracks in Jin Miaolin's sea of consciousness.
Jin Miaolin looked at him blankly, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, but he finally nodded.
Such a familiar name! Jin Miaolin, is that me? Yes, it's mine.
Tang San nodded slightly, sighed softly, and said, "Come with me."
The next moment, a silver halo covered Jin Miaolin's body and disappeared out of thin air.
After two teleportation jumps, when Tang San reappeared, he had already returned to the Kerry Mountains. When he came back, he also removed his disguise and returned to his original appearance.
The aura of life in the Golden Valley was still strong, but for the current Tang San, it was nothing, it was because the aura of life he felt in Jianmu City was too strong.
The girls in red all went to live in Kerry City. In the Golden Valley, only the warriors of the Liger tribe were guarding. Moreover, there are not many people left, and more ligers and tigers have also gone to Kerry City. After all, it is better to live there. The current Kerry City can already be said to be completely under the control of Young Master Mei, even if she doesn't care.
When Jin Miaolin was walking, he stumbled a little, obviously he was not used to walking long ago. But when it came to the Golden Valley, there was a little more vitality in its eyes. The lush vegetation here makes it very comfortable.
Tang San brought Jin Miaolin to the very huge golden tree.
The liger warriors guarding here had already spotted them, but when they saw that it was Tang San, their vigilance was automatically lifted.
Tang San nodded in greeting to them, then brought Jin Miaolin to stand in front of the golden tree.
Jin Miaolin looked at Tang San, then looked at the golden tree in front of him, tears suddenly flowed from his dull eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
The golden tree is also a special product of Jianmucheng! It is a vassal race of the Blue Gold Tree Clan. It feels the rich life breath, and then feels the life energy that it is constantly recovering. It seems to feel something.
Tang San looked at it and said seriously: "Jin Miaolin, listen to me. Your sea of consciousness has been destroyed, it will take a long time to restore it. And it also requires a very strong consciousness to do it. My current spiritual sense is still lacking. When I become an emperor, I will definitely help you repair it. For some special reasons, I need to leave you here to recover. What I can assure you is that I It will not harm the Blue Gold Tree Clan, and will help the Blue Gold Tree Clan."
Jin Miaolin looked at him blankly, obviously not knowing what he meant by these things.
Tang San sighed and patted its shoulder.
Finding Jin Miaolin means that the last flaw in his identity as the patriarch of the Blue Gold Tree Clan has been resolved. Just let Jin Miaolin stay here to rest. After he becomes emperor, he will naturally be sent back.
The final problem has been solved, then, next, it is time for me to go to the ancestral court again!
I actually wrote this paragraph for a long time. The book is in the later stage, and I want to make some preparations for the wonderful plots that follow. Since it is a fairyland, always writing about the monsters will favor one over the other. This part of the process of the monster race was already in my plan. However, the part of impersonating the Blue Gold Tree Clan was my inspiration. Originally, I planned to let Tang San participate in the competition to recruit relatives as a sea god, but I always felt it was a bit far-fetched. Until I wrote the blue-gold tree clan, everything would be solved and it would be a matter of course.