Chapter 4 Reshaping the Foundation, Mysterious Dao Bone
"Then what should I call senior?"
Chen Qingyuan was very sensible and did not ask further questions.
"Young master, just call me lame." The old man looked down, pointed at the broken right calf and the crutch in his hand, and said calmly.
"How is that possible?" How dare Chen Qingyuan call a mysterious senior a cripple, as he can easily offend people.
"It doesn't matter." The old man didn't care about this kind of title and looked indifferent.
Next, the old man arranged a place for Chen Qingyuan to stay for a while. He wanted to go out and prepare some things to reshape Chen Qingyuan's roots.
"Thank you, senior."
Chen Qingyuan said with cupped fists.
"This is what an old man should do."
The old man bowed in return, turned around and walked out the door.
The courtyard was cluttered, and Chen Qingyuan looked around and saw the spider webs in the corners, the yellowing dead leaves in the flower beds, and the stone slabs spread on the yellow mud floor.
Along the stone road at his feet, Chen Qingyuan saw a firewood shed with a lot of dry firewood piled inside.
"Strange." Chen Qingyuan muttered to himself in confusion: "Why do the lifestyles of the old timers be the same as those of ordinary people?"
After Chen Qingyuan's observation, the furnishings in this courtyard were all ordinary things, wooden tables and chairs, and the floor was covered with dust.
After taking a look at the woodshed, Chen Qingyuan walked to the other side.
Compared to the simple woodshed, Chen Qingyuan prefers to walk in the garden, which is pleasing to the eye.
Chen Qingyuan is now a mortal and needs to go out to buy some food every day. After living here for ten days, he is very familiar with the nearby streets.
The autumn wind was howling and the chill was coming, so Chen Qingyuan decided to cook porridge to warm up.
Arriving at the woodshed, Chen Qingyuan was about to light a fire, and found a broken sword for cutting wood placed in the woodpile, and he instantly became interested.
"This is..." The broken sword was about two feet long, rusty, dark in color, and engraved with the traces of time. Chen Qingyuan looked at it carefully and found that this broken sword did not look like an ordinary thing.
But I can't figure out the specific problem.
Chen Qingyuan knelt down and reached out to grab the black broken sword lying on the ground.
The touch of his fingertips made Chen Qingyuan's body suddenly sink, as if there were countless mountains pressing on his chest, and a feeling of suffocation rushed over his face.
This feeling became more and more intense, and dense cold sweat broke out on Chen Qingyuan's forehead.
Just when Chen Qingyuan decided to use his trump card from the Tianyuan restricted area, a breeze blew into the woodshed.
In an instant, the oppressive feeling of the black broken sword dissipated without a trace, and Chen Qingyuan retracted his hand with a nervous expression.
"Sir, the old man is back."
At the same time, the old man walked into the yard on crutches, his hands empty.
Chen Qingyuan walked out of the woodshed, faced the old man face to face, and said bluntly, "Thanks to senior for taking action just now, otherwise I would have been in trouble."
"How can a broken sword hurt the young master?"
The old man's face was full of wrinkles and he smiled slightly.
"If this is a broken sword, there won't be any precious swords in the world."
Although Chen Qingyuan has lost his cultivation now, he can still see the terrifying power of the black broken sword.
"Young Master is joking."
If a sword is like this, how powerful must the old man who owns it be?
"Senior, have you gained anything from this trip?"
Chen Qingyuan did not continue to delve deeper and changed the topic.
"Don't worry, sir, everything is fine." The old man nodded slowly.
Back then, in the Tianyuan restricted area, Chen Qingyuan met a girl in red with a mysterious origin and unfathomable strength.
The girl in red cut off Chen Qingyuan's spiritual roots and scattered his cultivation base.
Then, the girl in red gave Chen Qingyuan a wooden sign and asked Chen Qingyuan to find this old man after leaving the restricted area, so that he could reshape his roots and take his talent to a higher level.
The old man opened a secret room that had been sealed for many years. There was a bathtub made of ice stone, and the cold air filled every corner of the secret room.
After taking out various medicinal materials and necessary things, the old man asked Chen Qingyuan to take off his shirt and sit cross-legged in the ice bucket.
Chen Qingyuan followed what the old man said, sitting in the ice bucket and waiting with a calm look on his face.
"I heard something recently. Dongyi Palace and Tianyu Sect are about to get married. Does the Young Master know about this?"
The old man was tinkering with the medicinal ingredients and speaking in a hoarse voice.
"I know." Chen Qingyuan nodded lightly.
"Do you need me to do anything?"
During this trip, the old man found out all about Chen Qingyuan. In addition, the old man also went to the boundary of the Tianyuan Forbidden Land.
"No need." Chen Qingyuan shook his head: "The cause and effect has been resolved, senior, don't bother."
"That's good." The old man put various precious medicinal materials into the ice bucket, his cloudy eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.
Chen Qingyuan looked at these medicinal materials and was extremely surprised.
"A little red rue, star anise leaf, white moonvine..."
At a casual glance, they are all extremely precious medicines in the world, which are rare to find. There are also a very small number of medicines. Although Chen Qingyuan cannot name them, their value is definitely higher.
"Sir, rebuilding your foundation may be a bit painful."
The old man reminded me kindly.
"As long as senior takes action, I can stand it."
Chen Qingyuan nodded heavily and got ready.
As a result, the old man's body began to surge with majestic spiritual energy like the sea, the floor of the secret room flashed with light, and an ancient formation pattern appeared.
Immediately afterwards, the old man slapped the ice bucket with his right palm and activated the formation with his left palm facing down.
Buzz——
Thousands of stars seemed to appear above the secret room, rippling with a vast sea of stars. For a moment, Chen Qingyuan felt like the world was spinning, and his body was imprisoned, unable to move.
As time passed, Chen Qingyuan even felt that his soul was out of the body and being cut by countless knives. The pain was extremely painful and he couldn't help but let out a muffled sound.
Chen Qingyuan clenched his teeth and sweated profusely. The pain continued to intensify, and Chen Qingyuan gradually became unable to hold on to his original intention.
The old man did not stop and looked at the tortured Chen Qingyuan indifferently.
After a full hour, Chen Qingyuan's face was so painful that his face was hideous, his skin was split open, and his flesh and blood were blurred. If you look closely, you can see his internal organs through the split flesh and blood, which is shocking.
A ray of golden light appeared on Chen Qingyuan's chest, like a seed.
"The time has come."
The old man's expression changed and he quickly took the next step.
The thick cold air enveloped Chen Qingyuan, and the blood and medicinal materials fused together, making it thick and scarlet, making people's hair stand on end after seeing it.
"now!"
The old man made a seal with his hands, and a black box appeared in front of him.
Opening the box carefully, there was a bone inside.
A black bone about a foot long, like charcoal.
"Can he handle it?"
The old man glanced at Chen Qingyuan, who had fainted from pain, slowly moved his gaze to the black bones in the box, and murmured to himself.
According to what the old man knew, this black bone was the Taoist bone of an ancient existence. It fell due to a shocking battle, and in the end only this broken bone was left.
Not long ago, when I went to the Tianyuan restricted area, the old man followed the instructions of the girl in red and brought Heigu over.
Reshaping the foundation is not a difficult task, but the difficult thing is to connect the black bones into Chen Qingyuan's body.
"Is it really possible?"
At the beginning, the old man was in trouble and didn't know what to do.
Later, the girl in red sent a message, telling the old man to just run the Tao array, and when he saw a golden seed appearing on Chen Qingyuan's chest, he could take out the black bones, and everything had its own destiny.
After a while, the black bones floated up.
"Wow!"
The layer of material on the surface of the black bone detached, revealing the color of pure gold, with many ancient laws engraved on it that have gone through the baptism of time.
The old man's pupils shrank and his whole body tensed up as he watched the black bones fall on Chen Qingyuan's body.
Slowly, the black bones were directly integrated into Chen Qingyuan's body and disappeared. No matter how much the old man searched, he could not find it.
"What a wonderful person."
At first, Chen Qingyuan and Heigu were repulsive, but this phenomenon soon disappeared. The fit was perfect and they truly became one.
A few days later, Chen Qingyuan woke up.
The old man was always guarding him, for fear that something would go wrong.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan wake up, the big stone hanging in the old man's heart could finally be put down.
"My body..." Chen Qingyuan felt no pain and felt that his body was very light and without any scars.
The next moment, Chen Qingyuan sensed the aura between heaven and earth, his expression changed, and he quickly checked his physical condition.
"Golden Dao Bone?"
Chen Qingyuan was very surprised, surprised and happy. He raised his head and looked at the old man.