Under dusk, a beautiful-looking woman looked anxiously at a heroic young man with a pale face and the smell of blood on his body. His brows were full of sorrow at this moment.
"The immortal leader you know, how far is his Taoist temple? If it's too far, he won't be able to get there by dawn!"
The woman's voice was full of panic. She held a small swaddling bag in her arms. Inside was a pale, bloodless baby, who even had little life left. If it weren't for the fact that his nose was still trembling slightly.
, which is not much different from a corpse.
"I……"
The young man gritted his teeth. He raised his head and looked around. The surroundings began to fall into darkness and became increasingly quiet. However, there were mountains and forests with faint beast eyes lighting up. He wanted to comfort his wife, but he could not say a few words.
When he was young, he had just started practicing martial arts. By accident, he strayed into the mountains and entered a Taoist temple. In that small but elegant Taoist temple, he saw a Taoist priest.
The Taoist's attitude was very kind. When he mistakenly walked in, the Taoist was entertaining his friends. As a mistaken intruder, he happened to be at the right time and was able to sit down at the banquet. Then he saw something he would never forget in his life.
scenery.
At that time, the sky was dark, with no stars or moon. The Taoist and his friends laughed and said that they had wine but no music, and they were so lonely that they actually drank wine and turned it into a moon. Then, the Taoist actually led his friends to the bright moon and said that he wanted to listen to something.
Listen to Chang'e's singing and dancing in the Moon Palace.
When he was fashionable and young, he looked at this scene stupidly. When everything returned to calm, he found that the Taoist temple was empty and he was the only one left. Finally, he left the Taoist temple in a daze and returned to the city unknowingly.
This bizarre experience has always been kept in his mind, but it was only buried in his heart and rarely mentioned. At this moment when he got married, gave birth to a son, and encountered a disaster, he thought of
The immortal who drank wine into the moon.
With an extremely lucky mentality, he and his wife encountered a catastrophe. Now their life hangs by a thread, and the child who is about to die soon wants to find the Taoist temple located in the mountains. However, he searched for a long time in the mountains and failed.
can enter it.
Now when his wife asked, he didn't know how to tell her, because he was recalling his experiences when he was young in detail and couldn't remember how he walked into the Taoist temple in the mountains.
"Brother Wei, can't you find it?"
The woman looked at the hesitating young man and realized it already in her heart. A soft smile appeared on her face, and the sadness and sorrow on her face began to disappear.
"Forget it if you can't find it. Maybe this is our child's fate. He shouldn't be born in a family like ours. If it doesn't work out, just bury him here. There are mountains and water here, which is good!"
"no!"
Hearing his wife's plain words with deep despair, Ye Wei was unwilling to give up. He spent a lot of time and went through many hardships to bring his son out of the dragon's den, but the result was still powerless.
"My dear Ye Wei, ten years ago, I accidentally entered the immortal's dojo. I shouldn't have disturbed the immortal's spiritual cultivation. However, my child was born with a delicate heart with seven orifices, but he was murdered by gangsters. Now his life is in danger. Please have mercy on the immortal and save my child's life!
"
Ye Wei knelt down directly on the ground, facing the mountains that were already shrouded in darkness, and while kowtowing, he stirred up his inner strength and shouted loudly.
The immortal he met by chance when he was young is his only sustenance and hope now. Apart from this, he can no longer think of a way to save his son's life. He was originally a warrior with ordinary qualifications.
After Ye Wei finished shouting, the mountains were quiet, but in the distant mountains and forests, there were howling wolves and howling bears, which seemed to be responding to the young man.
"Brother Wei, let's go!"
Seeing the once heroic man in front of him kneeling on a pile of rotten leaves, kowtowing and praying to the immortals in the mountains who didn't know existed, the woman's voice could no longer hide the despair, and tears came to her eyes.
She didn't understand why their family had to go through such suffering. Although their original life was a little dull, it was beautiful and happy until the moment their son was born.
Exquisite heart with seven orifices, a born saint!
I was surprised, excited and relieved when I first heard the news, and then when my son was forcibly taken away, despair and anger emerged in my heart.
If she had a choice, she would rather her son was just a healthy ordinary person than a born saint, because they were just a pair of ordinary parents and had no ability to protect a future saint.
"Please have mercy on the gods!"
The young man ignored him. He was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Even though his heart was filled with despair, he still refused to let go. He kowtowed in the mountains and forests, expecting a miracle to happen.
.
Then, at night, when the foraging beasts came after the smell of blood and surrounded the family of three, five colors of light shone in the sky, and then turned into a shooting star and fell, with a majestic momentum that seemed to be coming.
Destroy a mountain forest.
However, this meteor was indeed extremely unconventional. It hovered suddenly. When the light dissipated, what was revealed was a martial young man wearing a Taoist robe.
His eyes swept over the young man kneeling on the ground and the woman with a sad and sorrowful face, and finally fell on the little swaddling clothes. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he breathed out gently,
"It's still too late to catch up!"
Ye Wei, who was kowtowing, raised his head and looked at the young man standing in the air with a horrified expression. When the young man exhaled, he felt a hot air flow sweeping through the mountain forest, and the chill that rose after the sunset was driven away.
, the whole person seems to be in a hot summer day.
"Excuse me, sir, who are you?"
Ye Wei's eyes sparkled. Although what the other party just showed seemed to be the means possessed by high-ranking warriors, an extremely powerful warrior might not be able to save his children. As far as he knew, warriors were extremely powerful and their flesh and blood could not be saved.
It also has the magical effect of human flesh and bones.
"I'm here to save your children!"
Feng Bingwen had a soft smile on his face. His mind had already checked the physiques of the young couple in front of him. He said that they both had extremely ordinary physiques and nothing special about them.
But this very ordinary couple gave birth to a born saint with a delicate heart.
Such strange things can only make people sigh that human blood is really extraordinary, and even the ordinary can breed the divine.
"If you don't mind, can you show it to me?"
"Bai Mei!"
Ye Wei, who finally had hope, looked at his wife. Although this woman was completely inconsistent with the image of the immortal who drank to the moon in his memory, she seemed to have come specifically for them.
"Senior, can you really save my child? His heart has been stolen!"
Looking at the young man in Taoist robes in front of her, the woman looked nervous and apprehensive, with a bit of expectation in her eyes. She moved forward and held the swaddling clothes in her hands.
“Give it a try!”
Feng Bingwen didn't make any promises. If he were just an ordinary person, he could be saved with his current Taoist and magical powers, but he was a born saint.
He reached out to take the swaddling clothes and held it up gently with one hand. Then he saw clearly that the baby, who had taken away his exquisite heart not long after he was born, was indeed missing a piece of his chest and had been cruelly cut open.
Logically speaking, even if a born saint was deprived of his Seven Skills and Exquisite Heart at such an age, he would not be able to survive until now. However, this future saint still has one breath left and his vitality is endless.
"The reincarnation of a certain big shot?"
Feng Bingwen's guess was not a random guess. A powerful person is not satisfied with his own Taoist fruit, wants to pursue perfection, or wants to reach a higher realm. Reincarnation is often an excellent means, although
There are great risks.
But whether it is the reincarnation of a powerful person or the child who has truly obtained the spiritual essence of heaven and earth and has the qualifications to become a saint, Feng Bingwen must resolve this period of cause and effect and save the child.
"That green-robed magician is really unreliable!"
Although the decision had been made long ago, it did not prevent Feng Bingwen from secretly arranging the arrangement for Qing Yi behind his back. This was obviously an error in the other party's arrangement, which resulted in such a farce, and he had to come over to clean up the mess.
If it was a deliberate arrangement, it would be very funny. For someone who is the second child to harm his eldest brother like this, isn't this because he wants to get the upper hand?
Otherwise, if you want to reincarnate gods and demons, have an exquisite heart with seven orifices, or want to be born with visions, you can't just arrange it yourself. Being forcibly given such a heart is simply making yourself uncomfortable, and it's just an extra cause and effect.
"I can give him another heart, but this heart is no longer the Exquisite Heart with Seven Apertures!"
Feng Bingwen checked for a moment, then turned his eyes to the anxious and expectant couple in front of him.
"Are you willing?"
"As long as my child's life can be saved, then forget it if the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart can't be found. There's nothing wrong with being ordinary."
The couple who had gone through a lot of hardships were overjoyed when they heard Feng Bingwen's words.
"That's ok!"
Feng Bingwen nodded, and immediately stopped hesitating. He stretched out his wrist and hung it above the child's chest. A sword energy passed by, a blood mark appeared, and then a drop of golden blood flowed with bright light and contained the surging life essence.
dripping.
Snapped!
The crystal-clear blood, carrying immortal energy, and the faint sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring, fell into the child's chest, and a strong vitality suddenly burst out.
Grass and trees are growing, and dead trees are springing up. Where Feng Bingwen is standing, within a hundred feet, all the grass and trees are growing crazily. Even under the cover of night, all of this is clearly visible, and the scope of influence is still expanding.
.
"this……"
Seeing this scene that was beyond ordinary people's imagination, the couple who were still a little worried at first felt relieved. Even if such a strong vitality could not save their children, they had to accept it.
"He is worthy of being a born saint. Even if he loses his Seven Skills and Exquisite Heart, he is still so extraordinary!"
Looking at the infant child who received a drop of his blood and began to accept the life essence contained in that drop of blood, Feng Bingwen nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes.
Even a drop of blood in his current physique contains many mysteries. To put it harshly, a weaker creature would explode and die if it came into contact with his blood, and would not be qualified to fuse and bear it.
But now he is just a little child who can take the initiative to absorb it. Of course, what he can absorb is only a drop. If there is more, he will explode and die.
It is true that this child is born a saint, but no matter how high his potential is, he is still just a baby at the most vulnerable age in his life.
And under the stimulation of vitality that can be regarded as majestic and exuberant for ordinary Yuandan monks, flesh and blood began to grow in the chest of the born saint who had lost his seven-orificed exquisite heart, and a golden heart was faintly glowing
The little heart, painted in five colors, begins to regenerate.
The child's originally weak breath, with only one breath left, began to rise and fall rhythmically, and the breath exuded from his body quickly became stronger and stronger at a speed that could be perceived by ordinary people.
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen, who was settling the cause and effect and wiping the boss's butt, suddenly noticed a look behind him that seemed to be a bit resentful. He turned around with some doubts and immediately saw a middle-aged man wearing sackcloth with an extraordinary bearing.
Taoist.
"I've met my Taoist friend, but I don't know what he's doing here."
He didn't feel any malice in his spiritual sense, only the resentment of a resentful woman. The unprecedentedly powerful Feng Bingwen was particularly confident at this time, and he was prepared to overcome the disaster in a while.
"I came here to recruit disciples, but I didn't expect that my Taoist fellow would take the lead and stop me!"
The Taoist responded with a resentful tone, his eyes staring at the baby being held by Feng Bingwen with one hand, and there was an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.
"Well!"
Feng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his arrival should be some kind of accident. Even if he had not appeared, the saint whose heart was taken away would not have died. This was luck.
Some things can be violently taken away by force, but some things cannot be forced.
"I wonder where my friend and teacher come from?"
"I'm just a scattered person in the mountains. How can I have any inheritance from you?"
The Taoist laughed to himself while talking to Feng Bingwen, leaving the warrior couple beside him unaware.
"The poor Taoist is one step behind my Taoist friends, but the fate is not enough, so let's just say goodbye!"
"Wait a minute!"
Feng Bingwen called to the Taoist priest,
"Although I am traveling this time to accept a disciple, he is not the one I am interested in. Since fellow Taoist disciples are here for this son, shall I accept him?"
"You want to give this child to me?"
The poor-looking Taoist was a little surprised, and looked at Feng Bingwen with an indescribably strange look in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist is destined to meet you, so how can I do anything to win her love with a knife? I just happened to meet him."
"No, that's not what I meant. If you give him to me, aren't you afraid that he will get his heart back one day?"