In a warm room, five people gathered around the table to eat. Ordinary people's homes did not have as many rules as big families, and the atmosphere was much warmer.
Dr. Li is very old and doesn't eat much. What he likes more is the lively atmosphere in front of him.
The little boy and Yin'er were chewing a chicken leg each, their mouths were oily, looking a bit ridiculous.
From time to time, the woman served dishes for the two of them, and she took good care of the handsome but stupid little girl next to her. Her heart was full of flesh. It was too pitiful for such a kind child to go out alone.
Seeing more and more meals in the bowl, Yin'er smiled at the woman Jiao Han, and immediately continued to bury her head in the chicken drumsticks.
Outside the house, the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the cold winter and twelfth lunar month are always colder than you think.
After dinner, Yin'er helped the woman clear the table. Dr. Li got up and prepared to go back. The man went out to see him off. It was too late, and the wind and snow were too heavy. It was really dangerous for the old man to go back by himself.
After clearing the table, Yin'er looked at the woman in front of her and said, "Aunt Li, are there many people in this village?"
"More than a hundred households, what's wrong?" the woman asked in confusion.
"A very powerful senior told me that as long as there are enough people to pray for the master, the master can wake up. I want to go to the village tomorrow and ask the villagers to pray for the master," Yin'er said softly.
The woman thought for a while, nodded and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow. After all, you're not from this village. With Auntie with you, the villagers can talk better."
"Thank you Aunt Li" Yin'er said with a grateful face.
"Little Things"
The woman smiled gently and said, "You are so old, you are not afraid to endure hardship and carry your master around to pray for blessings, and you are also a caring child. You should do this little favor."
…
Zhenwuxing, a devastated city is located in the wilderness, hundreds of miles outside the city, Luluo stands in front of Zichuan's tomb, her beautiful face can't hide her grief, and they have lived with each other for hundreds of years.
I don't know how long I stood, not far away, the void shook, a man in a red battle suit walked out, and when he saw the woman and the tombstone in front of the woman, his eyes could not help trembling.
"Why is this happening?" Xiang Yuan took two steps forward and said with a sad expression.
"The people of Momen found this place. According to the traces of the battle at that time, it was Qi Huan's hand," Luluo said sadly.
"Qi Huan, how could he be so capable?" Xiang Yuan said in disbelief. "Or what secret method the old guy used, or maybe there are secrets we don't know. In the previous fights, although Zichuan's strength was no match for the old guy, it would not be a world of difference, but this time it seems that , Zichuan is not Qi Huan
The opponent, maybe, we have always misestimated the ability of that old guy," Luluo replied.
"Real?"
Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't seem like it. If there is such a big gap, we would have already died in his hands, and we will not wait until today."
"I can't guess what the truth is now. The only thing that is certain is that the old guy has already begun to prepare to attack us. You, me, and the younger brother may all be in danger," Luluo said. Xiang Yuan nodded and said, "Leave as soon as possible, find the younger brother quickly, Zichuan's death, there are too many strange things, no matter how fast Qi Huan's strength improves, it is impossible for one person to kill Zichuan in the later stage of reality. , so if the old guy wanted to
To get rid of us, I will definitely do it myself, but there is really trouble with the younger brother, if Qi Huan chooses to attack him, it will be difficult for the younger brother to escape."
"Um"
Luluo responded, took a last look at the tombstone in front of her, clenched her fists and clenched her fists, then turned and left.
…
In Lijia Village, it snowed heavily all night, and the next day the snow gradually decreased a lot. However, the weather was still cold, the cold wind was blowing, and the frozen people did not dare to stretch out.
Yin'er carried her master behind her back and went from house to house begging for blessings.
The woman and the little boy followed, and when they met someone who was really difficult to talk to, they stepped forward to help and say a few good words, and asked a blessing for the little girl's master.
One family, two families, five families and ten families... The weather was freezing cold, and the road was blocked by heavy snow. After walking for a long time, the footsteps became more and more difficult. Yin'er walked ahead and never rested for a moment.
The woman followed behind, sighing strangely in her heart, no wonder this little girl passed out in front of the village, begging for help constantly, even if the body can bear it, the spirit can't bear it.
Yin'er seemed to forget that the woman was still behind her, knocking on the door one by one with her master behind her back, praying for every possible blessing. In the past, Ning Chen said that men have gold under their knees, and no one can kneel except their parents. Women and men are no different. In this unequal world, if you can't treat yourself and men as equals, you can Never
may be given equal opportunities.
Ning Chen taught it like this, and the little girl learned it like this. After becoming a teacher, she will never kneel to anyone, the emperor of the world, the gods and Buddhas of heaven and earth, all the same.
However, since stepping down from Tianyu Peak, the little girl has left this dignity behind her, asking for help and worshipping everyone, and only praying for a blessing for those behind her.
In this world, there will always be someone who is worth throwing everything away. For Yin'er, the person behind him is such a person. As long as he can wake up, even if he kneels a thousand times, begging for 10,000 times is worth it.
The cold in the snow was abnormally biting. From early morning, to noon, and then to the westward direction of the scorching sun, the woman and the little boy came back after returning home. When they saw the blood on the snow where the little girl in front of them got up, they couldn't help shaking their bodies.
The wound on the girl's forehead, which had not yet healed, was bleeding again, staining the white snow on the ground red.
Not every family is so easy to talk to. There are different types of people in the world, and their characters are different. It has nothing to do with status or origin. There are benevolent people who help the world in wealth and honor, and there are evil people with despicable behavior in the poor and lowly.
Asking for a blessing is just a blessing, but it is so difficult. Yin'er has abandoned her personal emotions, no sorrow or joy, no resentment and no hatred. She is still the same as she has done in the past hundred days. worship people.
In the village, Doctor Li stood in front of the door, looking at the little girl in the distance, the strange color in his old eyes kept beating.
When he was practicing medicine in the imperial city, he once heard an elder say that the beliefs, blessings, and thoughts of all beings in the world are the most unfathomable forces in the world, even great practitioners and emperors of the dynasty dare not underestimate it.
However, although these powers are powerful, not everyone can use them. Even those offerings of the royal family may not be able to do it. Moreover, all beings are weak, and only tens of thousands of people can pray together to make a big difference.
The little girl in front was obviously collecting the blessings of all beings for his master, which further shows that the young man is definitely not an ordinary person, and even among the great practitioners, he is most likely to be at the top.
Yin'er didn't know, and Doctor Li didn't know either. At this moment, above the sky, a cyan figure walked out, looking at the red-clothed young man below, a struggle appeared on his face.
He doesn't know what happened to the younger brother, but now the younger brother is obviously no different from the living dead.
"Fifth Junior Brother, let's do it"
From Tiantian Mountain, two figures walked out again, looking at the people around them, said.
The leaders of the fifth, sixth, and seventh peaks of Momen are all here. Even against Zichuan, they are unable to appear in the lineup. Today, they are the traitors of the ninth peak, and they are also present in Lijia Village.
"Little Junior Brother is no different from dead now, let him go this time," Qi Huan said, clenching his fists tightly.
"Fifth Senior Brother, it's no wonder you still don't understand, it doesn't matter whether the Junior Junior Brother is alive or dead, the important thing is the power of Extreme Yang in the Junior Junior Brother's body," said the master of the sixth peak in a deep voice.
"Don't hesitate, let's do it"
The Lord of the Seventh Peak said lightly, and immediately stepped forward and walked towards the bottom.
At this moment, on the Tianyu Peak in the distance, the Tianyu who was meditating suddenly shuddered, got up and looked to the west, Liu Mei frowned.
Momen people? Oops, they're in danger. The void scrolled, and the Skytalker stepped forward, and he was about to go to help. Suddenly, on the sky, seven colors converged, and a white robe phantom appeared. Looking at the woman who was about to leave, he calmly said, "The Skytalker, the one within the Wumo Sect. things, don't bother you to interfere
"
Seeing the white-robed figure appearing in the sky, the expression of the Heavenly Whisperer was dignified, and he said, "Master Mo, do you have to kill them all!"
"Betraying the teacher's sect, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, I think, such a big crime, even in any major religion, is an unforgivable crime," the ink master said lightly. "Ming people didn't speak secretly before. Since Master Mo has practiced the Seven-Colored Immortal Technique and Yin-Yang Immortal Technique, he has sacrificed more than one or two disciples. Today, Master Mo has half of his feet buried in the real world. Half a step is only a matter of time, why
And sacrifice these innocent children," the Skytalker said solemnly.
"Sacrifice?"
Lord Mo looked into the distance and said, "Heavenly Whisperer is wrong, except for this ninth son, I have never sacrificed anyone. All said that Heavenly Whisperer can communicate with Heaven and Earth and know the affairs of the world. Now it seems that it is not All true"
Hearing the words, Tianyu frowned again, unwilling to say any more, turned his hands, and on Tianyu Peak, the wind and snow turned sharply, turning into a white-robed old man who blocked the sky in the cage of heaven and earth.
"Heavenly Whisperer, it's really not my original wish to fight with you, I've offended you"
In other words, the ink master raised his hand, and the colorful brilliance crisscrossed the heavens and the earth.
"The Lord of Momen, really hide it deeply"
The Skytalker looked at the scattered snowflakes, sighed lightly, and no longer delayed, his eyes like the sun, moon, and stars slowly opened, and in an instant, the wind was surging and the sky turned pale.
When the ink master saw this, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
"Immortal, cloudy and sunny"
As soon as he raised his hand, a black overcast moon descended on the world, black and white mixed together, and imperfections appeared in perfection. The reappearing Yin-Yang Immortal Law fixed the heaven and the earth. Around the Skytalker, an indescribable law force rose sharply, as if it was about to tear the woman's body apart.