National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

"It's still too late..."

After a long time, an old but firm and powerful voice appeared, which seemed to carry a power that ordinary people could not match. It instantly turned the remaining red light in the Suzaku Palace into a milky white halo, and quickly penetrated into the body of Shen Jiaan who was lying in a pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, the eyelids of the stiff and cold corpse moved slightly, and the voice from before rang out again, but it sounded as harsh as a devil crawling out of hell in Shen Jiaan's ears.

"Ninety-nine lives, that's enough. Why don't you come back?"

At this point, the milky white halo that had just entered Shen Jiaan's body was completely absorbed, flowing through the meridians of his limbs and returning to his dantian again.

His heavy eyelids slowly lifted, and when they were fully open, he looked at the newcomer warily. His pale lips moved up and down, and a hoarse voice came from between them: "What exactly do you want to do?"

He did not forget the people he saw and the words he heard before his consciousness faded.

"That person isn't me." The man took a step forward, leaving afterimages behind him like lotus flowers. "You know I wouldn't use that kind of method against one of my own, especially one who has suffered for ninety-nine lifetimes."

After listening to his words, Shen Jia'an fell into deep thought again. He stared blankly at the pool of blood at his feet, with a look of confusion in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Wow—"

A flame ignited from his hand, and then a vine, a column of water, a golden light and an earth wall suddenly appeared from behind him.

The moment the five kinds of light appeared, the air in the Suzaku Palace stagnated for nearly three seconds.

But the color behind Shen Jia'an kept changing, and finally appeared as a gray halo mixed with bright yellow, which transformed into a cushion, lifting his entire body up and making it level with the Vermillion Bird stone sculpture standing opposite him.

After a few minutes, he absorbed the remaining power, pursed his lips and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

"I remember now..." He muttered, the frustration in his eyes gradually dissipating, returning to a clear and bright state. "You always treat useless people with a poisonous pill, causing them to die quietly, so that not even a trace of their soul can be captured by the people in the underworld."

Ha... The other party did not refute, but instead joked: "Who in the world doesn't know that I am the most compassionate being in the world?"

Having just been resurrected, Shen Jiaan's mind was confused for a moment. He thought of the fire that could burn everything and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The man just stood quietly four feet away, observing the expression on Shen Jiaan's face and the fluctuations of power in his body.

"It looks like you've recovered well," he nodded slightly, and with a smile he asked the first question again, "Can you answer me now? The ninety-nine lives you need to go through are enough. Why don't you come back?"

Shen Jia'an let out a long sigh, flexed his wrists, and said calmly, "I am Shen Jia'an. Until I die in this life, this will be my only identity."

The expression on the other person's face seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a helpless smile appeared. "So, this is your reply to me? And you want me to say the same to that person...?"

"You are a much better liar than me, so of course you should do it." Shen Jia'an was still carefree. He jumped down from the mat, glanced at the fading light in the eyes of the Vermillion Bird stone sculpture, and changed his clothes in front of the other party.

"Okay." The man nodded, and when he raised his hand, something appeared in his palm. "This is yours. Now that it's returned to its rightful owner, I'll leave."

Shen Jiaan raised his eyes, took the jade pendant filled with memories, looked at the other person's familiar face again, suppressed the helplessness in his heart, and the words that came to his lips became: "Goodbye, I won't see you off."

The other person also put on a helpless smile on his face, shook his head, turned around and walked into the open secret door of the mural, thinking secretly in his heart: This kid is still the same temper as before.

If Su Mohui were here, she would probably recognize him. This is the old man she met in the foggy valley when she was being chased by the man Yao Sisi was attracted to from the Gray Realm...

Stroking the jade pendant with a warm texture, Shen Jia'an subconsciously glanced at the location of his heart. Half an hour ago, there was a wound there.

Now, it has already recovered as before. However, the healing speed of the face is a little slow, and there is still a trace of Dandan's mark.

He clutched the jade pendant in his hand, and took another look at the jade pendant that was chopped into pieces by the six-eared macaque with an axe in the pool of blood. He bent down to pick up the jade pendant, and subconsciously reached out to wipe off the blood on it.

But it seemed to be of no use. Shen Jia'an stared at the two identical jade pendants for a long time, and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his hands. After a few seconds, he grabbed the two jade pendants and pressed them against his chest.

A wisp of white smoke appeared out of thin air, emerging from between his fingers, swirling around his body, and then once again penetrated through his fingers and sank into his skin. The two jade pendants were then combined into one, and were imprinted under his chest by this power.

It is the return of strength and also the rebirth of Shen Jiaan...

"Drip-drip-drip-"

In a trance, Shen Jia'an's eyes were blurred, and he vaguely saw a large area of ​​white light. The sound of mechanical operation came to his ears. He felt that his whole body was immersed in a ball of warm liquid, which made him a little drowsy.

But the air in the Suzaku Palace paused again and again, and three figures tore through time and space one after another, stepped forward and stood opposite him.

It was their arrival that caused the divine power in his body to fluctuate drastically, and Shen Jiaan finally woke up.

"You're here." He straightened his expression and looked up at the three people in front of him. When his gaze fell on a petite figure, he even lingered for two more seconds.

Gongyang Zhanqing received his gaze, blinked slightly, and smiled playfully, but more steadily than before: "It seems that you remember."

Shen Jiaan nodded slightly, looked at the Taoist standing in the first place, and bowed, saying: "Greetings, Heavenly Venerable..."

Seeing his indifferent expression, the Taoist priest called "Tianzun" snorted in annoyance, but his eyes fell on the scar on the other's face that was melting into the skin. He didn't say a harsh word, but comforted him instead.

"I advised you at the beginning not to be impatient. This is the last time in this life. You can't do this again." As he spoke, divine power fluctuated in his hands. He directly summoned the cushion that had just supported Shen Jia'an and nourished it with divine power.

"I know." Shen Jia'an didn't refute. He looked at the second figure with a more respectful expression on his face. He bent down and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Master."

The master has always been gentle and usually doesn't speak without restraint like the man just now. He was pleased in his heart and showed a proud look on his face as if he had a very good son.