"Cough! Cough!"
The little boy limped to the old yard, coughing and moving with difficulty. Tian Lai novels
There are several bluestone steps in front of the courtyard gate.
For ordinary people, these steps can be climbed easily with just a few steps. But it was a difficult and painful ordeal for the lame little boy.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The little boy climbed up the steps with difficulty, holding on to his injured lame leg. His little face was covered with pain, and sweat rolled down his forehead drop by drop.
At the entrance of the courtyard, there were two tall and strong middle-aged men. These two people are servants in the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan.
Seeing the little boy moving with such difficulty and pain, the two servants not only had no intention of helping, but instead crossed their arms with mocking sneers on their faces.
"Young Master, you are so lucky! Even if you were bitten by a poisonous dragon, you still won't die!"
A servant sneered "hehe", "I am afraid that the old man will not survive for two days in order to drive out the poison for you. When the old man dies, hehe..."
"Tsk! What young master? I heard from the adults of the Rain Clan that this boy might not be the young master at all!"
Another servant curled his lips disdainfully, "It's very possible that he is a descendant of the old guy in Zhuangzi."
"The old guy is almost dead. Young Master, why are you still holding on like this? Isn't it hard? When the old guy dies, you might as well follow him... Hehe!"
The second ancestral land, the place of exile. Since the arrival of this "young master", the Yu Clan has continued to bribe the servants in Zhuangzi.
The two servants at the entrance of the courtyard have been bribed by the Rain Clan.
The "old guy" in the servant's mouth is the person in charge of the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan. At this moment, the man was almost dead, and the servants were becoming more and more unscrupulous.
"You... are talking nonsense! Grandpa Zu will not die! Ahem!"
The little boy raised his head in pain and retorted loudly. As soon as he said this, he coughed violently again.
"laugh!"
The servant sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to this so-called "young master".
After the little boy trudged through the steps and walked into the yard. The two servants started talking again.
"Tell me, if he is really not the young master, why would the Lord of the Rain Clan bother to kill him?"
"No one can be sure whether he is the real young master. For the adults of the Rain Clan, no matter whether it is true or not, he must be killed first. Even if he is killed by mistake, what does it matter?"
"That's true."
While the servants were talking, the little boy had returned to the yard.
"child!"
A dying old man was lying on the bed with a lifeless face. Looking at the two or three-year-old boy who limped in, the old man's cloudy eyes were filled with tears.
"Child, don't blame Grandpa. The descendants of the Fifteenth Master are born to be supreme and should not die like this. Grandpa knows that this is unfair to you."
The old man held the little boy's hand tremblingly, tears rolling down his eyes, "Child, I am going to die! After I die, you will also..."
The old man paused and was speechless, as if he couldn't bear to tell this young child the cruel truth.
"Grandpa Zu, don't die!"
Tears rolled down from the little boy's eyes, and he held the old man's hand tightly, as if he wanted to try his best to save the old man's dying life.
"poor child!"
The old man stretched out his other hand and wanted to touch the little boy's face. His hand reached halfway and suddenly dropped, unable to move. The dying old man had breathed his last breath.
"Grandpa Zu..."
Even though the little boy is young, he understands that his grandfather has left forever!
"The old guy is dead?"
Hearing the little boy's cry, the two servants looked at each other with a smile on their faces.
"Since the old guy is dead, then..."
A servant stretched out his palm and made a slashing gesture.
"Don't!"
Another servant quickly stopped him, "Even if the Rain Tribe masters give instructions, we can't come out in the open. The wild land is very dangerous, and it's normal for a child to have an accident."
"Hey! It makes sense! It makes sense!"
Another servant nodded in agreement with a thumbs up.
"Poor little guy."
Li Yu's figure flashed and appeared in the yard, appearing in front of the little boy.
"Who are you?"
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The little boy, immersed in pain, raised his head warily and looked at Li Yu warily.
In the wild land, facing countless dangers, it is difficult for humans to survive, and children mature relatively early. Children as young as eleven or twelve can get married and have children.
Even though this little boy is only two or three years old, his mind is equivalent to that of a five or six-year-old child.
"The poor Taoist."
Li Yu nodded towards the little boy, then glanced at the old man who passed away on the bed, and sighed, "It's really pitiful to have suffered so much at such a young age."
Li Yu's sigh was indeed heartfelt.
A child of two or three years old, in the world before he traveled, was simply a treasure in the palm of his hand. How could he suffer the slightest injustice
Now this little guy is suffering so much that his legs are lame. He is so pitiful.
"Poor little guy."
Li Yu glanced at the little guy with pity, stretched out his hand, and a little spiritual light rushed out from his fingertips and fell into the little guy's body.
This is the divine spring of creation in the Mountain of Immortality.
The water of the divine spring, the living and dead, the flesh and bones. This spiritual light fell into the little boy's body, and endless vitality bloomed, washing and nourishing the little boy's body.
"This is… "
The little boy was shocked, and his whole body glowed with brilliant light. It was like adding a handful of dry wood to a bonfire that was about to go out, and it started burning fiercely.
If Li Yu hadn't already isolated this room, this burst of light would have alarmed many people.
After a while, the light faded.
"I...I'm already healed?"
The little boy was shocked to find that all the injuries on his body had recovered, and even his lame foot had returned to normal.
"Are you the cultivator that Grandpa said?"
The little boy looked at Li Yu with a shocked face, and quickly thanked Li Yu, "Thank you, Master, for the rescue!"
"I am a practitioner!"
Li Yu nodded, "Son, are you willing to practice with me?"
For such a two or three-year-old child, Li Yu really couldn't bear to play any tricks or have any adventures.
"Can I?"
The little boy was pleasantly surprised, and he quickly prostrated himself in front of Li Yu, "Master, please accept me as your disciple!"
"Get up!"
Li Yu stretched out his hand to help the little boy up, "Since you have become a disciple of the Supreme Hall, then you are the contemporary successor of the Supreme Hall. My child, you will definitely become the Supreme of the world!"