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Chapter 226: Re: Everyone Loves Little Immortal Mushroom

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    【我愿与你结下生死契约，纵然轮回千百世，也能再次相遇。所以阎戮，为了我，坚守正道。总有一天，我将与你堂堂正正地站在阳光下，接受世人的敬仰……】

【I wish to tie a life and death agreement with you, so that even if I reincarnate after hundreds of thousands of years, we can meet again. So Yan Lu, for me, hold tightly onto the righteous path. One day, you and I will be able to stay together under the sun without fear and accept everyone’s respect…】

    余音在耳，他心爱的小蘑菇却消失了。

Those words reverberated in his ears, but his beloved little mushroom disappeared.

    纵受千万人敬仰，空留他一人独守，又有何意义？除魔卫道，坚守正义，最后又是怎样的下场？

What is the point of being revered by millions of people if he was going to be left alone? What is the end result of defending against the evil and upholding justice?

    天劫降临，神君出世，沐浴金光中的阎戮，眼中涌动的却是魔煞之气。

When the heavenly tribulation descended, a God was born. However, Yan Lu, who was basked in golden light, had demonic qi surging in his eyes.

    俯首望着地上那群仰视他的修真者们，阎戮身在神境，心在魔窟，杀戮的欲望贼血液中沸腾。金光笼罩天空，宏大的力量充斥大地，凌厉的杀意席卷四方，哀嚎悲鸣之声此起彼伏，鲜血如烟花一般朵朵绽开。

Whilst looking down towards the bunch of cultivators who were looking up at him, Yan Lu whose body was in the gods’ realm had his heart in the demonic space. His blood started boiling with the desire to kill. Golden light enveloped the sky and a great force flooded the land. A fierce killing intent spread throughout the surrounding. The sound of wailing and screaming came one after another and blood blossomed like fireworks.

    小蘑菇费尽心机想自己走上正道，渡劫成神，却不知，只要心存魔障，世间皆为地狱。

Little Mushroom tried his best to make him walk the right path, overcome heavenly tribulation and become a god. However, he didn’t know that as long as there was any evil influence in his heart, the world would become hell.

    阎戮眼中血光弥漫，原本刚刚晋升的通神境界，在疯狂的杀戮中，重新坠入凡尘。

Yan Lu’s eyes were blood red, and he who had just been promoted to the gods’ realm fell back to the mortal realm during his killing madness.

    修真者们被屠戮殆尽，大量高手相继陨落，修真界经此一役元气大伤，百年内恐怕都无法恢复。然而，这只是噩梦的开始。虽然阎戮的境界大损，但实力依旧，甚至比之前更加强大。他在修真界四处杀戮，首当其冲便是当初直接造成小蘑菇死亡的修真门派，其他大大小小数百个修真门派也被他一一覆灭。

The cultivators were slaughtered, and a large number of experts fell one after another. The cultivation world suffered greatly from this battle that it might not recover for the next hundred years. However, this was just the beginning of the nightmare. Although Yan Lu’s cultivation state was greatly damaged, his strength remained the same and was even stronger than before. He slaughtered people everywhere in the cultivation world, and the first to bear the brunt was the cultivation sect that had directly caused the death of Little Mushroom, while hundreds of other cultivation sects, large and small, were also wiped out one by one.

    整个修真界彻底陷入人人自危的血腥时期。联合众高手之力，也无法与拥有神君实力的阎戮抗衡。就在众人绝望之际，被称谓“杀神”的阎戮却突然销声匿迹了……

The whole cultivation world was completely plunged into a bloody period where everyone was in danger. Even the combined strength of the experts could not compete with Yan Lu, who had the strength of a god. Just when everyone was becoming desperate, Yan Lu, who was called “Killing God”, suddenly disappeared… 

    不知不觉中，沉寂的五十年匆匆流逝。

Unknowingly, fifty years of silence passed quickly.

    在一座被大雪覆盖的小城中，一个人一动不动地躺在路边，身体几乎被白雪掩埋，只露出几缕乱发和脏兮兮的手臂。

In a small town covered by snow, a man lay motionless on the side of the road. His body was almost buried by the snow and only a few strands of messy hair his dirty arms were exposed.

    旁边一家店铺的大门被打开，店家从里面走出来，一眼瞥见地上那个人影，忍不住低咒了一声：“晦气。”

The door of a nearby stop was opened, and the shopkeeper came out from the shop. He caught a glimpse of the figure on the floor, and couldn’t help but curse softly, “How unlucky.”

    他走过去踢了几脚，想看看死了没有。结果见他缩了缩身体，然后又不动了。

He walked over and kicked a few times, wanting to see if he was dead. The result was that the figure shrank his body and then didn’t move again.

    “没死就滚开点，别影响我做生意！”店家脚上用力，粗鲁地将他踢下了台阶。

“Get out of my way if you’re not dead, don’t affect my business!” The shopkeeper exerted some strength and kicked him roughly down the steps.

    那人在地上挪动了几下，然后慢悠悠地站起来，大片积雪从他身上洒落，一头乱糟糟的头发遮住了半张脸，一件破破烂烂的衣服随意披挂着，露出一身结实的肌肉。一双赤脚踩在雪地里，留下深深的足迹。

The man moved a few times on the ground, then slowly stood up. A large amount of snow fell from his body. His messy hair covered half of his face, and his tattered clothes draped casually on his body, revealing his body with solid muscles. He stood barefoot in the snow, leaving a deep footprint.

    店家没想到这个“乞丐”身材如此魁梧，站起来足足比他高出了一个头，让人感觉有些发怵。不过他并没有找店家的麻烦，只是默默走开。

The shopkeeper did not expect the “beggar’s” stature to be so burly, and was one head taller than him when he stood up, making him feel some fear. But the person did not bother with the shopkeeper and just quietly walked away.

    店家等他走远了，才鄙夷地嘁了一声。

The shopkeeper waited for him to walk far away before clicking his tongue in disdain.

    一群孩子从路边跑过，捏着雪团相互打闹着，路过那名“乞丐”时，纷纷抓起雪团往他身上砸去，有几个孩子甚至毫无顾忌地扔起了石头。

A group of children were running by the road, playing with each other with snowballs. When they passed by the “beggar”, they all grabbed a snowball and threw it at him. A few children even threw stone without fear.

    石头打在“乞丐”身上，发出啪啦啪啦的声响，他却像是感觉不到疼痛一般，任由孩子追打着、辱骂着，直到走出城外，远离喧嚣。

When the stones hit the “beggar” body, popping sounds could be heard, but he seemed to not feel any pain at all. He let the children chase, hit and hurl insults at him all the way until he was out of the town, away from the hustle and bustle.

    他漫无目的地在一片皑皑白雪中行走着，如同游魂一般，感觉不到疲惫，感觉不到饥饿，也感觉不到时间的流逝。

He walked aimlessly on the expanse of white snow like a wandering soul, feeling no fatigue, no hunger nor the passage of time.

    谁也不会想到，他就是当年血洗修真界、让人闻风丧胆的杀神阎戮。五十年前，因为过度杀戮，阎戮心魔深中，导致力量反噬，变得浑浑噩噩，偶尔清醒，偶尔糊涂，孤独地在世间游荡，走过千山万水，受尽嘲笑和欺辱。

No one would have thought that he was Yan Lu, the killing god who had turned the cultivation world into a bloodbath and brought fear to the cultivation world. Fifty years ago, because of overkilling, Yan Lu’s inner demons were so deep in his heart it led to a backlash. He became muddled, occasionally sober, occasionally confused, wandering alone in the world through thousands of mountains and rivers and subjected to ridicule and humiliation.

    “混蛋，卢勤算个什么东西！仗着有师傅撑腰，对我们颐指气使，真以为自己很了不起吗？”山间走来三名青衣男子，其中一名背着长剑的男子怒骂道。

“Bastard, who does Lu Qin think he is! Does he really think he’s a big deal, ordering us about just because he has the master’s backing?” Three men dressed in green came from the mountain, and one of them who was carrying a long sword cursed angrily.

    “师傅就是偏心，论天赋，我们哪个比他差？”另外一名身材矮小的男子附和道。

“Master is biased. In terms of talent, how are any of us inferior to him?” Another short man chimed in.

    最后那名留着两撇胡须的男子冷笑：“我们在这里抱怨有什么用？想办法提升实力才是正道。”

Finally, the man with the mustache sneered, “What’s the use of us complaining here? Finding a way to improve our strength is the right way.”

    正在这时，矮小男子突然停下脚步，目光落在旁边的树林中，那里正坐着一个衣衫褴褛的男子。

At this moment, the short man suddenly stopped and gazed at the nearby forest, where a man wearing ragged clothes was sitting.

    “一个乞丐有什么好看的？”背着长剑的男子奇怪地问道。

“What is there to see in a beggar?” The man with the long sword on his back asked strangely.

    矮小男子示意道：“他手指上戴的是不是储物戒？”

The short man motioned, “Is that a storage ring on his finger?”

    另外两人转头望去，果然见那名乞丐手上戴着一枚精致的储物戒。

The other two turned to look, and indeed saw that the beggar was wearing an exquisite storage ring on his hand.

    “哈，储物戒何时廉价到连乞丐都有了？”长剑男子跨步朝那人走去，抓住他的手腕便准备将那枚储物戒取下来。

“Ha, since when was a storage ring so cheap that even a beggar has one?” The man with the longsword walked toward the man, grabbed him by the wrist and prepared to take the ring off.

    阎戮醒觉，紧紧握拳，拼命阻止他拿走自己的戒指。

Yan Lu woke up, clenched his fists, and desperately tried to stop him from taking his ring.

    “识相的，就把戒指叫出来！”背剑男子一脚踩在他的胸口，企图用蛮力将戒指取下来。对某些品性低劣的修真者而言，普通凡人在他们眼中如同蝼蚁一般，更别说眼前这人还是一个卑微的乞丐。

“If you’re sensible, then give us the ring!” The man with the sword stepped on his chest, trying to remove the ring with brute force. To certain cultivators with poor character, ordinary mortals were like ants in their eyes, not to mention the fact that the man in front of them is a lowly beggar.

    “哈哈，你行不行啊？”一旁的矮小男子发出嗤笑。

“Haha, can you do it?” The short man on the other side snickered.

    “要不要帮忙？”另外那名胡须男子也好整以暇地望着他。

“Need some help?” The other mustached man was looking at him calmly.

    背剑男子正愁没处撒气，见这名乞丐不识抬举，心中发狠，突然祭出背上的长剑，银光疾闪，直直向阎戮的手臂削去。

The man with the sword was just worried about having nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing that the beggar didn’t know how to behave, he felt irritated and suddenly pulled out the long sword on his back. The sword flashed with a silver light and cut straight down towards Yan Lu’s arm.

    锵！锋利的长剑竟然被弹开，而阎戮的手臂上，连一丝伤痕都没有。

Clang! The sharp longsword was bounced off, and there was not even a trace of injury on Yan Lu’s arm.

    这一幕看得三人目瞪口呆，脸上露出惊疑不定的表情。

The three of them were stunned at this scene, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

    “这是怎么回事？”矮小男子忍不住后退了一步，警惕地望着地上的阎戮。

“What is going on?” The short man couldn’t help but take a step back, looking warily at Yan Lu who was on the ground.

    胡须男子思索片刻，猜测道：“我估计此人要么服用过什么灵丹妙药，要么就是曾被人炼化成炉鼎。无论是哪种情况，看他如今的模样，也已经与废人无异了。”

The mustache man pondered for a moment and guessed, “I guess this person has either taken some kind of elixir, or was refined by someone into a cauldron. Either way, looking at how he is today, he is no different from an invalid.”

    背剑男子听罢，冷笑道：“既然如此，那就让我们送他一程，免得他继续留在世间受苦。”

When the man with the sword heard this, he sneered, “In that case, let us send him off, so that he doesn’t have to continue staying in the world to suffer.”

    说着，他再次祭起飞剑，运用灵力，狠狠刺进他的心脏。霎那间，鲜血四溅，阎戮颓然倒地。

After saying so, he lifted his sword once again. Using his spiritual power, he ruthlessly stabbed into his heart. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and Yan Lu slumped to the ground.

    背剑男子抓住他的手腕，打算将戒指取下来，结果发现他的拳头依然握得紧紧的，丝毫没有松开的意思。

The man with the sword grabbed his wrist, intending to remove the ring, but found that his fist was still clenched tightly with no intention of letting go.

    “擦，还挺硬气。”背剑男子第三次挥剑，毫不留情地斩断了他的手臂，费了一番功夫才将戒指取下来。

“Tch, he’s pretty tough.” The man with the sword swung it for the third time, cutting off his arm mercilessly and finally took off the ring after much effort.

    阎戮蜷缩在血泊中，用另外一只完好的手臂死死抓住背剑男子的裤脚，试图将戒指抢回来，嘴里同时发出嘶哑的声音：“我……的……还……给……我……”

Yan Lu was curled up in a pool of blood. Using his other intact arm, he gripped on tightly to the pants of the man with the sword, trying to snatch the ring back. At the same time, his mouth let out a hoarse voice: “It’s… mine… Give… it… back…”

    “滚开！”背剑男子狠狠将他踢开，嫌恶地啐了一口。

“Scram!” The man with the sword kicked him away and spat in disgust.

    “看看这枚戒指里有没有什么宝贝。”矮小男子催促道，“说好了，见者有份。”

“Check if there’s any treasure in the ring.” The short man urged, “I’ll say this first, all of us here get a share.”

    “行。”背剑男子将戒指的禁制破开，用灵识在里面扫视一圈，脸上随即露出“日了狗”的表情。

“Sure.” The man with the sword broke the restriction of the ring and scanned through the contents with his spiritual sense. Then, he had a “what the hell” look on his face.

    “怎么了？”另外两人连忙凑过来。

“What’s wrong?” The other two hurried over.

    “你们自己看吧！”背剑男子忿忿地将戒指扔给他们。

“You can see for yourselves!” The man with the sword threw the ring to them angrily.

    两人用灵识一探，随后同时愕然，偌大的储物空间中，存放的不是天材地宝、仙草灵器，而是数之不尽的……蘑菇。

The two of them used their spiritual sense to look through the ring. Then, they were both stunned. What filled the large storage space was not precious materials, herbs nor spiritual weapons. Instead, it was filled with countless… mushrooms.

    正当三人呆愣时，身后突然传来一股浓郁的杀气，紧接着脖子一凉，三颗头颅高高飞起，眨眼间只剩下三具无头尸体还直挺挺地站在原地。

Just when the three of them were dumbfounded, a strong murderous aura suddenly came from behind them, followed by a cold feeling on their neck. Three heads flew high and in a blink of an eye, only three headless corpses were left standing upright on their original spot.

    满身是血的阎戮缓缓走到他们身前，面无表情地将自己的戒指取回来。胸口和断臂处不断流出猩红的鲜血，他正想治疗，短暂清明的神智却在此时再次迷茫。

Yan Lu who was covered in blood walked up to them slowly and took back his ring without any expression. Scarlet blood continued flowing out from his chest and broken arm. Just when he was about to heal them, his briefly sound mind was now lost again.

    阎戮看了看自己的伤口，又看了看手上戒指，然后步履蹒跚地朝丛林深处走去，一路留下斑斑血迹。

After looking at his wounds and the ring on his hand, Yan Lu hobbled deeper into the jungle, leaving traces of blood along the way.

    一刻钟，两刻钟，一个时辰，两个时辰……阎戮走了一天一夜，鲜血也流了一天一夜，最后终于力竭，栽倒在地。

15 minutes, 30 minutes, two hour, four hours… Yan Lu walked for a day and a night, and his wound also bled for a day and a night. In the end, he finally became exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

    意识朦胧间，仿佛看到了一抹白色的影子，他颤抖地伸出手，极力想要碰触它，手臂却无力地垂落。

When his consciousness was turning hazy, he seemed to have seen a white figure. He reached out his hand tremblingly, desperately trying to touch it, but his arm fell weakly onto the ground.

    在他的手指前方，静静伫立着一棵白色的小蘑菇。

In front of his fingers, a small white mushroom stood silently.

    他杀尽天下人，满手血腥，最后才发现，自己只是想拥有一棵小蘑菇……

He killed all the people in the world and his hands became stained with blood, only to realise in the end that all he wanted to have was a small mushroom… 

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