Seventy-six people sat scattered on different stone platforms, and the burning flames of the lamps were like the shadows of demons, covering everyone in front of them.
gradually gradually...
They fell into the nightmare world, first confused, then sinking, and finally forgot the truth and illusion.
This is the power of the lamp to bring them all into their inner world.
All of them can represent the new generation in their respective regions. They are powerful, proud, and have a particularly strong desire for strength, and they are destined to have various obsessions in their hearts.
They are young and energetic, proud and arrogant, and they are also destined to achieve their goals and grow more at certain times in the past, by all means, or by doing more things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.
They have already stood at the top of the pyramids in their respective regions, facing the admiration of their families and even outsiders, 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 incidents were precipitated, too many emotions were suppressed, and there were too many unknown secrets, some of which were not even known to them. Because they are young, they spend more energy on martial arts and growth, seeking opportunities, and gradually forget these 'hidden dangers', let alone how to deal with them.
Today, the lamp is always on, illuminating the darkness. These seventy-six rookies will face their own hearts for the first time, and focus on 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 completely sank, and he no longer knew that he was in an illusion.
"Minger, why are you in a daze?"
A soft and beautiful woman came out of the light and shadow, embraced a seven-year-old boy from behind, and followed his gaze to the sky. In the blue sky, two raptors were fighting fiercely, up and down, and down. Scattered feathers and crisp cries resounded through the sky. [Zero↑Nine△Small↓Shuo△Net]
The boy pointed to the birds of prey in the sky: "Mom, can we fly?"
"Silly boy, how can a person fly without wings?" The woman fondled his immature cheek.
"Father said that if you become a warrior, you can fly." The boy raised his head, with curiosity and yearning in his eyes.
"Being a warrior makes you stronger, but to fly, you need to become stronger."
"Stronger is as strong as possible."
The woman took the boy's hand and pointed to the big thick tree in the yard: "Now you are 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."
"What about you, mother?" The boy looked up at his mother.
The woman chuckled and took him into her arms.
The boy pouted dissatisfiedly: "Mom, I'm seven years old, and when I grow up, don't hug me again."
The woman scratched his nose and said with a smile: "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 should I do to become a warrior."
"Eat more, not picky eaters, exercise more, go to bed early and wake up early."
"Nonsense, my father said it was difficult."
"I'm happy if you're fine." The woman kissed the boy's tender cheek.
The boy tilted his head to look at his mother, and said strangely: "Mom, why are you crying?"
The woman's soft smile gently smoothed his black hair that was blown by the wind: "I am so happy to see my fate."
"We see each other every day."
"Yeah... I'm by your side every day, I... always..." The woman smiled and hugged the boy tightly, but tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Mother, you are so weird today." The boy wiped away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes for the woman, but after wiping, he found that his hands were covered with blood. Mother's tears turned blood red.
"You have to grow into a big tree, become strong, and be able to withstand the wind and rain." The woman smiled, with blood and tears hanging down her cheeks.
The boy looked at the hand, then looked at the sky, and looked at 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 wiped more and more. She lowered her head and looked down. Three sharp knives were pierced through her body, and blood dripped from the tip of the knives. .
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 knelt on the ground weakly, smiled sadly, and lowered her head.
"Mother! Mother! No, no, no... no..." The boy screamed in panic, trembling to help the woman up, but he couldn't pull it up. His hands were stained with blood, and he cried helplessly: "Who will come?" Help me... someone help my mother... no no... mother..."
The sky is getting redder and redder, the trees are bleeding, the ground is cracked, the houses are collapsing, and the scene between the sky and the earth is changing drastically.
"Mate...my child..."
"I miss you so much… "
The woman murmured and smiled, but her body gradually became cold.
"I miss you... my child..."
The boy hugged his mother, crying helplessly, tears streaming down his face.
No one will help, no one will save people.
In the lonely and desolate bloody world, only the boy's desolate cry echoed for a long time.
... ... ...
In the beautiful Qingyun Sect, there are laughter and laughter, and people come and go.
A beautiful woman, a mighty man, and a cheerful young man are pulled between them. A family of three walks on the bluestone steps.
People kept walking by, saying hello warmly.
The boy jumped up and down and sang nursery rhymes.
He is only five years old.
"Ming'er, this is where you will practice in the future."
"Qingyunzong! It is a great and sacred name, and it is also a sect that you must guard for life."
"You have to be proud of this place, and make it proud of you in the future."
The man was mighty and tall, with a dignified appearance and a dignified voice, but he couldn't hide the kindness in his eyes looking at the boy.
The woman tightened the boy's arms, reminding him not to fall. "He's still young, so he doesn't understand these things now."
The boy raised his head: "I understand!!"
The woman chuckled: "What do you know?"
"Anyway, I understand. 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 Xiao Minger? Come, come, let me hug you."
"Come on, you're frightening people with your fleshy body."
"How do you say it? This little guy will be my direct disciple in the future. How can any disciple think that the master is too fleshy?"
"Ha ha!"
"Elder Helian, do you really want to accept your life as an apprentice? I will make a note of it."
"Of course! I'm afraid you won't want to."
The adults were chatting enthusiastically, the boy looked at them curiously with his big black eyes raised, and they teased him from time to time, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
A refined man came out from the front hall. His long hair reached his waist and was tied casually. He looked gentle and elegant, with a faint smile on his handsome face, which made people feel good.
"Great Elder!" Several elders, women and men all restrained their smiles and saluted solemnly.
The elder came to them and glanced at the boy: "Is he your child?"
The man respected the Great Elder, and hurriedly said: "Young son, Qin Ming!"
The great elder nodded: "When he is eight years old, send him to Qing Yunzong, and I will choose an elder to train him personally."
The man was overjoyed, he took the woman's hand and bowed to the elder together: "Elder, don't worry about it."
"Sure. Did you bring anything?"
"Something? What is it?" The man was surprised.
The Great Elder's eyes turned cold: "I'll arrange what you bring."
The man and the woman exchanged glances: "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, and the corners of their mouths were pulled up, showing a ferocious expression: "Don't play tricks."
The boy looked at them strangely, not understanding why they were suddenly serious.
The man is strange and innocent: "Grand Elder, we..."
Pooh!
The Great Elder made a sudden move, and the sharp sword pierced through the woman's heart, and the tip of the sword protruded from behind, trembling slightly, spilling blood.
Immediately, scarlet bloodstains 'bloomed' on the woman's chest, back, and she looked at the sharp sword piercing her body in disbelief. "you… "
"Where is the thing!" the Great Elder yelled, and drew out his sharp sword with a hideous face.
The woman's chest was bleeding profusely, and she knelt heavily on the ground. With the last of her strength, she pushed the boy away: "Run... run away..."
"Mother!" The boy screamed, but the chain thrown by the great elder wrapped around his throat, dragging him to the palace ahead.
The palace is clearly ahead, but it looks like an endless dark abyss.
The sound of the chains rattling, the boy struggled violently, but his throat was tightened by the chains. He opened his mouth and stretched out his hands in pain. What he saw was the scene of his mother falling and his father being killed.
"No..." the boy wailed desolately, trying to reach out to grab the picture in front of him, but... the sky was dark, and the Qingyun Sect was also dark. There was only a chain, shining with a bright and cold light, dragging him into the darkness, walking... all the time Walk…