Day after day, year after year, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter alternate. In the blink of an eye, it is summer three years later, May 20, not far from the city, and there are still more than four months left.
In a small room in a courtyard, there are some paintings hanging on the wall. It is not only spacious but also clean and bright. There are eight people in the room, all of them are looking at the child on the bed. The face of the thin child changes from time to time, turning green and white.
He was having convulsions and was suffering from great pain.
He suffered from an unknown strange disease. He had nightmares and viruses covering his whole body. A stripe was carved on his skin, which was black and blue in color. There were dozens of small lines on his face. It looked very scary. Those lines were caused by the virus.
It couldn't be removed by scraping, and the scraping lasted a long time. No blood could be seen on the face, and the two big dark circles under the eyes looked like polar pandas.
But now the atmosphere in the room was different from usual. There was a solemn atmosphere floating in the air, gradually suppressing their hearts.
A middle-aged man was giving gas to his child to suppress an unknown strange virus.
A haggard-looking young woman stood beside the bed. Every time she saw her son suffering from nightmares and wrinkles, her heart felt like a knife. When she saw the middle-aged man withdrawing his strength, she asked in a low voice: "Ancestor!
How about Yan'er? How long can his illness be suppressed?"
After Qiu Zhenyuan finished his work, he turned pale and looked at the child lying on the bed with a solemn expression. He shook his head and sighed, "Hey... He is getting worse and worse now. The dark energy in his body keeps sucking away the spiritual energy that I sealed, as if
It’s just a bottomless pit, I’m afraid...just spend more time with him during this time!!"
After Qiu Zhenyuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked out. It had been more than three years. He had spent a lot of thought on this matter and had great expectations. In the end, he ended up exhausted and failed to seal the virus and cure his six-year-old great-grandson.
Slightly bitter.
When the young woman heard this, her body swayed. A middle-aged man with some white hair on his head reached out to support Huang Guiying and comforted him: "Honey, there will definitely be a way. Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure Yan'er.
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Huang Guiying's eyes were red, tears fell from her cheeks, and she cried: "Uuuu~, why is my Yan'er's life so miserable! What did we, mother and son, do wrong? Why does God punish us, mother and son, like this! What kind of fate do I have?
ah!!!"
Three little girls came forward and hugged the young woman. The elder sister wiped the tears from her eyes: "Mom, don't cry, don't feel bad. My brother will definitely get better. He will feel bad when he sees you like this."
Huang Guiying stroked the three little girls and sobbed: "Okay, mom, don't cry, don't cry!!!"
"pain"
"ah!!!"
Others heard the sound and stepped forward quickly. Huang Guiying broke away from Qiu Tianmin's arms and sat on the bed. She caressed the child sadly. Tears fell on Qiu Nuoyan and shouted urgently: "Yan'er, Yan'er, wake up! Are you okay!!"
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"Head hurts"
Huang Guiying grabbed the child's shoulders and shook it gently, with red eyes, and shouted in a crying voice: "Okay, wake up! Don't scare mom!!!"
The old man Huang Juebang watched his grandson being shaken by Huang Guiying and said distressedly: "Guiying, you are so different. My grandson will be shaken to death by you. He is sick now and cannot withstand your shaking like this."
The middle-aged Qiu Weiguo seemed to have thought of something and suggested: "Why don't you send Yan'er out of the fiefdom and go to the Dan Hall for surgery to see if it can be cured."
When the others heard this, their expressions moved. Before they could speak, they were
A plate of cold water was poured down, and my whole body was chilled.
Qiu Zhenyuan was at the door looking up to the sky and meditating. After hearing his eldest grandson's suggestion, he turned around and entered the room. As he walked, he said: "It would be great if Yan'er was a god-given body, but he is not. His Dantian is connected to the alien world of heaven and earth.
The pattern on his hand, as well as the nightmare he talked about, are all so weird that the source cannot be removed by surgery. At the beginning, I said that the town was closed. Even if we go to the world of aliens, the source is difficult to find. It is not an exaggeration to find a needle in a haystack.
, both sides must be sealed to be effective. If sealed, Yan'er can become a dominant figure in both the mortal world and the upper realm in the future. It's a pity that this power appears in the mortal world!!! Eh...
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Qiu Tianmin asked: "Ancestor, is there really nothing we can do?"
"At the beginning, I said there were four ways: first, unless Yan'er conquers this power, he can return to normal. He will be a man of the hour in the future, but his progress has been slow over the years; second, only if the soul returns to the world of alien origin or
Send it to the upper world, but how to send it to the upper world can only wait for him to practice in the world of heaven and earth in the future. As for the rest, it depends on Yan'er's talent; third, find the nine beads of Yin and Yang, summon the dragon of time and space, and make a wish, but Yin and Yang
The nine beads are scattered in every corner of the mortal world. The stars are so big, how can we find them? Fourth, the seals on both sides prevent the underworld energy from flowing into the Dantian, but what if the source is not in the mortal world? How to start!"
"this......."
Qiu Tianmin finished his words, and a group of people fell into despair.
Qiu Nuoyan's blood spurted out from his mouth, "Uh-huh." Blood spilled from the air, his mouth was covered with blood, and the sheets were stained with blood.
"Yan'er..."
"Brother, brother..."
A group of people were frightened by his sudden spurt of blood, and they all screamed in surprise.
Qiu Nuoyan heard the call of his relatives and slowly opened his hazy eyes. He vaguely saw the figures of his relatives guarding him. The lines on his body slowly receded as he woke up. Only the lines that appeared when he was sleeping and having nightmares would appear.
He said hoarsely: "Mom, Dad, Ancestor, you are all...ahem...here!!!"
Huang Guiying gently wiped the blood from Qiu Nuoyan's mouth with a rag, and said distressedly: "Yan'er, don't talk in a hurry, just wake up! Just wake up and it'll be fine!!"
Huang Juebang stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes: "Yan'er, take a good rest first, and grandpa will play with you later!!"
His brain seemed to be drilled by something, throbbing from time to time, and there seemed to be a membrane blocking his thinking. He felt uncomfortable whenever he thought too much. Qiu Nuoyan stretched out his hand to cover his head and said weakly: "I'm so hungry, my head hurts..."
When everyone saw Qiu Nuoyan like this, they felt very uncomfortable. They knew that Qiu Nuoyan was enduring hell-like pain. He had to go through torture every time he went to sleep, and could only return to normal after waking up.
He was still a child! He was subjected to such a situation, unable to sleep, and tortured when he fell asleep. If he hadn't been strong-willed, would he still be able to persist to this day?
The cause of all this was when Qiu Nuoyan was three years old. He started practicing. Before he could succeed in practicing, he began to fall ill and fell to the ground. He had a nightmare. At that time, the patterns and ghost energy did not appear. After checking, his body was fine.
After waking up, I practiced again but succeeded. I didn't fall ill. The nightmare only occurred when I was sleeping. After that, my relatives began to pay attention to it. I came down many times to check that my body was still fine. I thought it was due to over-cultivation, so I didn't practice much, but the result was still the same.
, he had no choice but to ask his ancestor to come out of seclusion, but the result was disappointing and he had no choice but to do anything.
It was detected that it was not a divine body, nor
It's a rebirth and time travel, and it's not like a memory awakening or other strange phenomenon.
The nightmare really started on the first day of his training. The nightmare started at the same time as the soul song rang out in the entire energy ball. The strange thing is that he has had the same dream again and again over the years. Every time he wants to tell the story of the dream, he gets a headache.
Even writing gave him a headache. After a few times, they no longer dared to ask questions, and he no longer dared to tell the story of his dream, nor did he dare to write.
When Qiu Nuoyan was four years old, he had reached the third level of body refining, and a small pattern appeared inexplicably on his two wrists. His relatives paid great attention to it and detected the dark energy in his Dantian, but the source of the pattern on his hand could not be found. They thought it was it.
It was caused by dark energy, so all kinds of methods were used. The dark energy in Dantian remained unchanged and was connected to the alien world of heaven and earth. He asked Qiu Nuoyan to use cultivation to see if it could be effective. The effect was not big, just a little bit, so he had to seal it in his body.
, even if it is sealed, it still doesn’t work, the pattern only grows slowly. As time goes by, it can be seen clearly that the right hand is a vine picture, and the left hand is a beast picture. The two pictures are like grass roots growing, constantly eating away at both hands, and finally the lines cover both hands.
hand.
When he was five years old, when he reached the middle stage of the sixth level of physical training, Qiu Nuoyan's upper body was covered with lines. Every time he fell asleep and had nightmares, he would start to bleed from his mouth as soon as he woke up. As time went by, he would vomit blood after a period of bleeding.
It became more and more serious, and his body became weaker. During this period, he could only suppress it by injecting Qi, but the effect was not great. Qiu Nuoyan was left with a miserable life, and it was up to him.
When he was six years old this year, he had reached the eighth level of physical training. Qiu Nuoyan's whole body was covered with lines, and he was bleeding profusely. It was not until today happened to be Qiu Nuoyan's birthday that the most serious scene happened. He
The lines on his body became thicker and he slept longer. As long as the lines receded, he could move like a normal person, even now.
Huang Guiying took out the collected real milk, such as milk, etc., put the straw into the bottle, smelled the milk, and Qiu Nuoyan sucked "Gulu~" with her small mouth. As the milk continued to be drank in her stomach, the lines began to recede rapidly, and in less than a day,
All the lines were gone, the skin color returned to normal, but there was little blood color, the whole body was fair and white, and the blood vessels were dim.
This is another big doubt. All of them are wondering about this, why there is no trace of this strange pattern, and why drinking milk will accelerate the retreat of the lines.
Seeing their expressions, Qiu Nuoyan knew that they were worried about him. Enduring the pain of the sequelae, he reached out to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from his eyes, collected his emotions, and then said seriously: "Mom, Dad, sister, little one."
Sister, grandpa, grandpa, ancestor, you don’t have to worry about me. My state is changing rapidly, breaking and then standing. I can feel that my whole person is changing! It’s just that the process is excruciating, but as long as I endure it, I will have something hidden in my body.
I have mastered a little bit of the powerful power now, and I will show it to you later!"
"You! You know how to make fun of your mother..." Huang Guiying was interrupted by the ancestor's words before she finished speaking. Qiu Nuoyan sat up and wiped away the tears on Huang Guiying's cheeks with her small hands.
Qiu Zhenyuan was a little excited and asked: "Guiying, don't be excited yet! Yan'er, have you really mastered it at all? This is a good sign. You can show it to me."
When others heard this, it was a good omen. Everyone was happy for a moment, worried and looking forward to it! The solemn atmosphere in the room gradually dissipated.
Qiu Nuoyan said seriously: "I want to eat first and then go out to the square. I will perform to show everyone what I have gained over the years!"
Qiu Zhenyuan said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, okay! Tianmin, hurry up and tell me to prepare a big meal for my great-grandson!"
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Qiu Tianmin's figure flashed into the kitchen.