The home of the young man and the old servant was a courtyard with two entrances. It was quite spacious and also had a small garden. Unfortunately, it was overgrown with grass and had been abandoned for who knows how many years.
According to the old servant, the Qin family was originally a family of practitioners. Unfortunately, a catastrophe occurred and the enemy came to visit. The whole family was almost wiped out, leaving only the two of them, old and weak, alone and dependent on each other.
When the young man saw that the old guy had brought him back, he was so angry that he slammed the door and went back to the room. The old man comforted the helpless little girl, followed him tremblingly, closed the door again, and sighed to the angry little master.
: "You also know that my body is getting worse day by day, and I have only a few days left to live. I can't let you be alone in this world. I think the child outside is pure and kind in nature.
Xiu, you are a good man, I will be by your side in the future and you will not suffer any loss."
"What can you tell, a person who has never even cultivated to understand the secret realm of the Wheel and Sea in your whole life?" The young man sneered, then his tone suddenly softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't talk crazy, I think you can live for at least ten years.
Years later, I will renew your life after I practice the monastic path. Fifty years or even a hundred years will not be a problem!"
"Who can say this thing well?" the old man said haha.
The young man also knew that what he said was just nice. How could he, a young man with no roots and no foundation, achieve success in cultivation?
After all, she couldn't bear to offend the old man who had only been living for a few days, so the little girl stayed. Although she couldn't do any heavy work, she was very diligent in scrubbing and cleaning. In just a few days, the originally dusty, decadent and decaying yard was transformed.
People feel refreshed and look much brighter and tidier.
A month later, the old man's death was approaching. When he was on his deathbed, he held the young man's hand and told him: "Master, I can't accompany you anymore. You and Xiu'er must live well in the future. The Blood Immortal Heavenly Skill passed down from our family's ancestors will also be used."
You must practice diligently and never slack off, and one day this skill will make you famous in Zhongzhou!"
"You still want me to practice just that broken skill?"
When he talks about this Blood Immortal Heavenly Skill, the young man becomes extremely angry. This skill has been engraved in his mind since he was sensible. When he talks about this Blood Immortal Heavenly Skill, the young man becomes extremely angry.
It has been engraved in my mind since I was sensible. The general introduction also directly states at the beginning that if you practice this skill to the extreme, you can cultivate a blood immortal fighting body that is not weaker than any Tao body in the world, and can compete with the Supreme
A battle!
He thought it would be some kind of supreme magical power, and the Qin family's hope of reviving it depended on it. However, he had been practicing for five years since he was five years old, but he hadn't even developed a trace of spiritual power.
At most, it was just that he had strong energy and blood and was stronger than ordinary people, but it was far from his expectation of flying to the sky and escaping the earth, refining blood and becoming an immortal.
"Hey! Young master, you don't know something. This skill focuses on the basics. Although the progress is slow in the early stage, once you break through, your cultivation will improve rapidly. The old master only achieved a small success in the past, and he can compete with the saints of the world!
"After the old man finished speaking in one breath, he immediately began to pant violently, as if his last remaining energy had been exhausted.
"Is that true?" The young man's eyes suddenly flashed.
"However, there is a hidden danger in this skill, that is, after cultivating the Supreme, one's own soul may be turned into blood essence..."
"Hey! Old thing!"
"grandfather!"
The old man died as soon as he finished speaking, and no matter how loudly the boy and girl shouted, they could not wake up again.
The young man put him into the coffin that had been prepared, carried him on his shoulders, buried him in the bushes in the back garden, and stayed in front of the grave until late at night before leaving.
Little did he know that after he left, ripples spread silently in the void next to the earthen grave, and a transmission channel opened, and a figure stepped out of it. It was the old man who had been buried in the grave!
"I have said everything that should be said and should not be said, and it is not in vain for you and my master and servant. Whether you listen or not is up to you."
Looking at the room where the young man was, the old man sighed, and then the figure flashed and completely disappeared in the dark night.
This old man is naturally the tombkeeper who came down the mountain with his dark counterpart under the orders of Qin Changfeng. His magical powers, which he has cultivated over time, are at least astonishing in the current world of Zhetian. However, in a moment, he came from Zhongzhou.
The territory of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty crossed the void and returned directly to the Immortal Tomb Mountain in the Northern Territory.
Qin Changfeng was still standing on the top of the mountain facing the wind, as if he had been standing here for ten years and never left.
"Is the matter done?"
The tombkeeper saluted and said, "Reporting to the master, everything went well."
Qin Changfeng nodded lightly.
The tombkeeper hesitated and said: "There is no immortal body in the immortal tomb. I dare to ask my lord, old slave, if..."
"You want to leave?" Qin Changfeng glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
"Lord, please have mercy!" the tombkeeper replied with some fear but determination. He is now also a figure at the pinnacle of the world, and he has been guarding such an empty tomb. It is impossible to say that he is not unwilling in his heart.
"Yes, but it will take a while."
"May I ask, Lord, when is it?"
Qin Chang's mouth curved: "When you die."
"I..." The tomb keeper was so angry at this moment that he almost couldn't help but take action. Back then, he was forced to stay here as a tomb keeper. Hundreds of thousands of years later, he didn't expect that this man wouldn't be able to do it.
Be willing to let yourself go.
"Why don't you take action?" Qin Changfeng whispered with his back to the tombkeeper.
"I... I don't dare." A fierce light flashed across the tombkeeper's eyes. For a moment, he almost couldn't hold it back, but in the end he didn't dare to put it into action because the person in front of him seemed too profound to him.
Unpredictable, he didn't dare to gamble. If he won the gamble, he would be free, but if he lost the gamble, he would be wiped out!
"In the future, that girl will one day come here to find out the truth. This fairy palace is the answer I left for her. If she loses, you continue to guard the tomb and let her come back after a while; if she beats you,
Then let her take the Immortal Palace away, and you...continue to guard the tomb."
Qin Changfeng raised his hand and sealed a bronze fairy palace into the coffin that had previously sealed the dark counterpart, and then sealed them all into the mountain.
This Immortal Palace is undoubtedly the one obtained from the remnants of the Immortal Palace in the chaotic ancient times. Qin Changfeng once left traces in it, and it was prepared to be left to ruthless people countless years ago.
Now, all this seems to be really destined.
Involuntarily, Qin Changfeng suddenly thought of Yuechan and Qingyi. Now that he thought about it, he had been separated from them for too long. It was time to go back to the Peacock Sacred Mountain to see them.
As soon as he thought of this, he flew up into the air with his feet, opened the void passage with a thought of the holy seal, and shuttled towards the place where the Peacock Sacred Mountain in the Eastern Wasteland is located.
After he left, the tomb guard looked at the Seal Palace of the Tomb Palace, and then looked back at the direction where Qin Changfeng disappeared. The expression on his old face changed for a moment, and then he gritted his teeth and reached out to explore the mountain seal...
He wanted to see what it was that his master left behind. Why would a still insignificant girl be able to see it in the future, but he couldn't now?
As a result, a white feather flew out from there, swinging leisurely. It seemed inconspicuous, but when it fell, it flew him hundreds of feet, pierced his chest, and nailed him to the wall like a divine arrow.
, Dao was seriously injured, and he was vomiting blood in his mouth.
"I try my best to help you, but you are so defensive about me. It's so chilling!" The old man yelled unwillingly, full of grievances, but no one heard him.
Five years later, it was still in the city within the territory of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty in Zhongzhou.
The boy and his sister opened a small wood carving shop, selling various sculptures carved by the boy himself. In the small shop, there were various statues of flowers, plants, insects, fish, characters, birds and animals, each of which was lifelike.
And the charm is very good, as if it is solidified from the real thing.
With this self-taught craftsmanship, although the young man has not become rich and wealthy these years, it is enough to ensure that he and his sister have enough food and clothing.
Today's young man is fifteen or sixteen years old, almost as tall as an adult man. He is sitting behind the counter, holding a carving knife and a bronze mask in his hands.
"Brother, why does this mask look so weird? It looks like it's smiling, but it also looks like it's crying?"
The girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with icy muscles and jade bones, has extraordinary charm, and her eyes are full of intelligence and beauty. She is sitting next to her brother, holding her little head with both hands and staring intently at the carving knife that is as sharp as iron.
The tip flew out in graceful arcs.
"People living in the world are both sweet and bitter, just like this mask, they can laugh and cry. This mask is given to you. If one day I am no longer by your side, wear it and never give up at any time.
, we must keep going strong!”
"Brother, why do you say such strange things? Fang'er don't want to be separated from you!"
"I can't stay here with you forever. A man must be famous and have a great career to live up to this life... It is said that the Yuhua Dynasty will come to the city to recruit disciples in ten days. I am going to give it a try."
The young man said in a deep voice, but the movements of his hands did not pause at all, because this was a gift he gave to the girl, and there was no room for any flaws.
"Then brother, please take me there, and we will enter the Yuhua Dynasty to practice together." The girl said with a hint of prayer.
"Okay", the young man raised his head and smiled slightly, but this smile concealed bitterness. Since Emperor Yuhua's enlightenment swept across the starry sky, Yuhuang Dynasty has become the world's most sacred place. It is not easy to enter it to practice, not to mention his sister.
A mortal body without any spiritual roots!
The girl didn't know so much, she just smiled happily, her bright smiling face was full of happiness. In her little heart, being with her loved ones was the best place no matter where she was.
