Seventy-six people were spread out and sat on different stone platforms. The burning light of the lamps was like the shadow of a demon, covering everyone in front of them. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd
Gradually gradually…
They fell into a world of nightmares, first confused, then obsessed, and finally forgotten reality and illusion.
This is the power of the lamp, bringing them all into the world deep within themselves.
These people can all represent the new generation in their respective regions. They are powerful, they are proud, and their desire for strength is particularly strong. They are also destined to have various obsessions in their hearts.
They are young, energetic, and arrogant. It is also destined that at certain times and occasions in the past, they will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals and grow more, or do more things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.
They have stood at the top of the pyramid in their respective regions, facing the admiration of their families and even outsiders. They are eager to become better and stronger, but in fact they are also afraid of losing the honor they have and the degradation of their strength.
In the process of their growth, too many events have been precipitated, too many emotions have been suppressed, and there are too many unknown secrets, some of which even they themselves do not know. Because they are young, they spend more energy on practicing martial arts and growing up, and seeking opportunities. They gradually forget about these 'hidden dangers', and they don't know how to deal with them.
Today, the lamps are always on, illuminating the darkness. These seventy-six rookies will face their hearts for the first time, and focus on dealing with their inner obsessions for the first time. This is a precious opportunity for them now and for the future.
Qin Ming fell into a dream, his consciousness was completely lost, and he no longer knew that he was in illusion.
"Ming'er, why are you dazed?"
A graceful woman came out of the light and shadow, hugged a seven-year-old boy from behind, and followed his gaze towards Gao. In the azure sky, two birds of prey were fighting fiercely, rising and falling. Scattered feathers and crisp cries echoed through the sky.
The boy pointed to the raptor in the sky: "Mother, can we fly?"
"Silly boy, how can a person fly without wings?" The woman caressed his tender cheek lovingly.
"Father said that if you become a warrior, you can fly." The boy raised his head, with curiosity and yearning in his eyes.
"Becoming a warrior will make you stronger, but if you want to fly, you need to become stronger."
"Stronger is better."
The woman took the boy's hand and pointed to the thick tree in the yard: "You are now equivalent to the seed of this tree. If you want to become a warrior, it means that you have to change from a seed to a sapling. To fly, you have to grow taller than it.”
"Where are you, mother?" The boy looked up at his mother.
The woman chuckled and held him in her arms.
The boy pouted dissatisfiedly: "Mom, I am seven years old. I have grown up. Don't hug me anymore."
The woman scratched his nose and smiled: "No matter how old you are, you are still a child in front of me."
The boy reached out to grab the swaying branches of the tree: "What can I do to become a warrior?"
"Eat more, don't be picky about food, exercise more, go to bed early and get up early."
"Nonsense, father said it would be difficult."
"I'm happy when you're well." The woman kissed the boy's white cheek.
The boy tilted his head and looked at his mother, wondering: "Mom, why are you crying?"
The woman smiled softly and gently smoothed his black hair that was blown by the wind: "I am happy to see my life."
"We see each other every day."
"Yes... I am by your side every day, I... always..." The woman smiled and hugged the boy tightly, but tears streaked down her cheeks.
"Mom, you are so weird today." The boy wiped the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, but as he wiped them, he found that his hands were covered with blood, and his mother's tears turned blood red.
"You have to grow into a big tree, become strong and be able to withstand wind and rain." The woman smiled, with blood and tears covering her cheeks.
The boy looked at Shunshou, then looked at the sky and the yard.
Everything seemed to suddenly turn blood red.
"Mother? I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm always here." The woman wanted to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she wiped away more and more tears. She looked down and saw three sharp knives pierced through her body, and red blood dripped down the tip of the knife. .
The boy broke away from the woman in a panic: "Mom... what's wrong with you..."
"I'm fine, I'm not afraid." The woman wanted to hug the boy, but she knelt on the ground weakly. She smiled sadly and lowered her head.
"Mother! Mother! No, no, no... no..." The boy screamed in panic, trying to help the woman up tremblingly, but he couldn't pull her up. His hands were covered with blood, and he cried helplessly: "Who is coming? Help me...someone save my mother...no no...mother..."
The sky is getting redder and redder, the trees are bleeding, the earth is cracked, houses have collapsed, and the scene between heaven and earth is changing violently.
"Ming'er... my child..."
"I miss you so much… "
The woman murmured with a smile, but her body gradually became cold.
"I miss you...my child..."
The boy hugged his mother and cried helplessly, tears streaming down his face.
No one came to help, no one came to save people.
In the lonely and desolate bloody world, only the boy's miserable cry echoed for a long time.
… … …
The beautiful Qingyun Sect is full of laughter and people coming and going.
A beautiful woman, a mighty man, and a cheerful young man in the middle, a family of three walking on the bluestone steps.
People kept walking by and saying hello warmly.
The boy jumped up and down and sang children's songs.
He is only five years old.
"Ming'er, this is where you will practice in the future."
"Qingyun Sect! A great and sacred name, and it is also a sect that you will protect for life."
"You have to be proud of this place, and you have to make it proud of you in the future."
The man was mighty and tall, with a majestic appearance and a majestic voice, but the look in his eyes that looked at the boy could not conceal his kindness.
The woman tightened the boy's arms, reminding him not to fall. "He's still young, so he doesn't understand what you're talking about now."
The boy raised his head: "I understand!!"
The woman chuckled: "What do you know?"
"I understand anyway. Right." The boy looked up at the man.
The man laughed loudly.
When they walked to the top of the mountain, several elders were already waiting there.
"Is this a little fate? Come on, let me hug you."
"Get out of here, you're so ugly, you're scaring people."
"What are you talking about? This little guy will be my direct disciple in the future. No disciple would think that the master has too much meat."
"Ha ha!"
"Elder Helian, do you really want to accept your life as a disciple? I have made a note of it."
"Of course! I'm afraid you won't be able to let go."
The adults chatted enthusiastically, and the boy looked at them curiously with his big black eyes. They also teased him from time to time, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
An elegant man walked out of the front pavilion. His long hair reached his waist and was tied up casually. He looked gentle and elegant, with a slight smile on his handsome face, which made people feel good.
"Great Elder!" Several elders, women and men all suppressed their smiles and saluted solemnly.
The great elder came to them and glanced at the boy: "Is he your child?"
The man respected the great elder and said quickly: "Quinzi, Qin Ming!"
The great elder nodded: "When he is eight years old, he will be sent to Qingyun Sect, and I will choose an elder to train him personally."
The man was overjoyed. He took the woman's hand and saluted the great elder together: "Great elder, you have taken the trouble."
"You should. Have you brought the things?"
"Something? What thing?" The man wondered.
The great elder's eyes suddenly turned cold: "I will arrange the things you bring."
The man and woman looked at each other: "We didn't receive the order."
The great elder looked gloomy and stared at them coldly. The smiles on the faces of the other elders disappeared. They raised the corners of their mouths and said ferociously: "Don't play tricks."
The boy looked at them strangely, not understanding why they suddenly became serious.
The man looked strange and innocent: "Great Elder, we..."
Poof!
The great elder suddenly took action, and the sharp sword pierced the woman's heart. The tip of the sword poked out from behind, shaking slightly and splattering blood.
Scarlet blood marks suddenly bloomed on the woman's chest and back, and she looked at the sword pierced through her body in disbelief. "you… "
"Where is the thing!" the great elder yelled, pulling out his sword with a ferocious expression.
The woman's chest was bleeding profusely and she knelt heavily on the ground. She used her last strength to push the boy away: "Run... run away..."
"Mother!" the boy screamed, but the chain thrown out by the great elder was wrapped around his throat, dragging him towards the palace in front.
The palace is clearly in front, but it seems like an endless dark abyss.
The chains clattered, and the boy struggled violently, but his throat was tightened by the chains. He opened his mouth and stretched out his hands in pain. In his sight was the scene of his mother falling and his father being killed.
"No..." the boy wailed miserably, trying his best to reach out and grab the picture in front of him, but... it was dark, and the Qingyun Sect was all dark. There was only a chain, shining with cold light, dragging him towards the darkness, and kept walking... all the time. Walk…