Fang Yan walked towards Yaya's residence with a slight sadness. Along the way, he met villagers who were preparing to do farm work, and they all greeted each other.
"Xiao Yan, go find girl Lingshan, hehe." A simple old man who was about to go to the ground smiled when he saw Fang Yan.
"Yes, Grandpa Zhang, please go down to the ground." Fan Fan said respectfully.
"Yes, then you go ahead, I have to go to the ground, haha." The old man smiled kindly.
This is an ordinary ancient village. Although there are not many people, everyone is very warm and friendly.
Fang Yan looked at the earthen house not far away in front of him and shouted "Yaya, Grandma Qinglian" as he walked.
Before Fang Yan could finish his words, the wooden door opened instantly. It could be felt that the person who opened the door missed someone.
Yaya went out wearing a red floral dress. When she saw Fang Yan not far away, she blinked her big eyes and shouted cutely, "Brother Yan, why did it take you so long to come to me? Yaya misses you."
Fang Yan was speechless, pinched Yaya's little face, and said firmly, "You little girl, I just met yesterday, and I came to see you today, it's not too long for you." He thought to himself that this girl just loves to be funny.
Yaya struggled with her little face to prevent Fang Yan from pinching her. She put her hands on her waist and looked like an adult. She puffed up her cheeks and said, "That's right, that's right. I said yes. You're not allowed to speak." Yaya waved cutely.
Small fists, pretending to be a bad guy.
Fang Yan looked at her cute look and felt funny in his heart, and said, "Okay, big girl, stop making trouble. Where is Grandma Qinglian? Take me to see the old man." Yaya pursed her lips and pulled Fang Yan to turn towards the house.
He walked inside, mumbling something vaguely as he walked.
"Grandma, grandma, brother Yan is here." Yaya walked into the house and called.
Fang Yan entered the house and saw an old woman sitting in a simple but clean hall with her eyes closed and concentrating. She stepped forward and said respectfully, "Grandma Qinglian, I'm here to see you."
When the old woman heard the voice, she opened her eyes, looked at Fang Yan, and said calmly, "Have you decided?"
"Yes, it's decided. I'll go tomorrow. Today I'm here to say goodbye to you and Yaya. From the beginning, I don't know when I will succeed. If I fail..." Fang Yan looked at the old woman and said calmly.
Yaya, who was next to her, didn't understand a word she said, so she immediately refused and said, "Grandma, brother Yan, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
Fang Yan looked at Yaya at this time and remembered a lot of their past experiences. The two grew up together and lived together for nearly 10 years. They cried together, did naughty things together, and were punished by Grandma Qinglian together.
Too many, too many. After this incident, Fang Yan didn’t know if he would ever see this lovely girl again. There was a deep feeling of reluctance in his heart. He didn’t know how to tell the little girl. He could only look forward innocently.
Grandma Jian Qinglian, I hope she can explain to Yaya.
"It will take a long time for Xiao Yan to go into seclusion." The old woman's tone was simple and plain, but in her heart she was worried about Fang Yan. The old woman had been here for more than ten years and watched Fang Yan grow up. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was as close to her as her own grandson.
How can we not worry? Hey, in a few days, it will be time to send Lingshan to the hospital to practice.
Yaya vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words. She looked at Fang Yan with a layer of mist in her eyes, "Brother Yan, how long will it take? Yaya can't let you go and doesn't want to be separated from you."
Fang Yan felt very sad when he saw Yaya like this, but it was imperative to cut off the blood. He had no choice but to endure the sadness, touched Yaya's head, and said softly, "Yaya, be good, wait for me
You have to practice well even though you are in seclusion. Didn’t you say that you will protect me in the future? It will only be a few years. We will meet soon. Don’t cry."
"Well, I must practice hard and protect Brother Yan in the future." Yaya raised her fist and said firmly.
Yaya accompanied Fang Yan to leave home and visited the villagers in the village one after another. After all, they had lived together for so long, and there were only a dozen or so families in the village, and everyone got along well with each other.
Yaya has been following Fang Yan since the morning, staying close until night. Before leaving, Yaya held Fang Yan's hand and whispered softly, "Brother, Yaya will practice well. Yaya will wait for you to come out of seclusion. Wait for Yaya."
When I grow up, I will marry my brother." After saying that, Yaya stood up on her toes and quickly kissed Fang Yan's lips, then ran home with a blushing face. Fang Yanzheng looked at the little girl's back and touched the kiss.
At the corner of my mouth, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. It was very good. At this moment, I was even more determined. I must succeed and I cannot die.
In the early morning of the next day, before it was bright, Fang Yan opened the door softly and strode towards the barren mountain. Fang Yan had already thought of a retreat place, which was in a cave on the barren mountain.
Fang Yan accidentally discovered it during training every day. It was very safe. The barren mountain was completely dead. Except for a few crows, there were no other living creatures. It couldn't be better to retreat here without being disturbed by the outside world.
The reason why Fang Yan left secretly when everyone was still awake was because he didn't want to see the sadness of parting, especially for Yaya, who had deceived her, and didn't know what would happen if she knew the truth. Also
Dad and Grandma Qinglian, although they appear calm on the surface, Fang Yan knows that they must feel uncomfortable inside.
In a remote place halfway up the barren mountain, Fang Yan stood beside a stone cave and thought to himself, this is it.
At this time, at the foot of the barren mountain, Fang Tian and the old woman silently looked at the mountainside of the barren mountain. The old man said, "Xiaotian, how sure do you think you are of success?"
"Close to zero". Fang Tiandao.
The old woman looked at the mountainside with a slightly heartbroken look, and her whole body trembled slightly, which showed how uncomfortable she felt at this time. "Aunt Qing, when will Lingshan return to the Sword Clan?"
"I'll leave tomorrow. Now Xiaoyan is in retreat, and Lingshan has also entered the realm of sharp change. It's time to practice in bed." The old woman corrected her mood and said calmly. Fang Tian looked at where his son was, sighed, turned around and took a long step
Walking towards her residence, the old woman looked at the mountainside and said silently, Xiao Yan, we must succeed.
Fang Yan looked at the village at the foot of the mountain for a long time, then turned around and strode into the cave. The cave was not large, about half the size of a bedroom. Fang Yan found a few big rocks and piled them at the entrance of the cave. Although there were no living things on the mountain, for safety reasons
, or decided to block the hole.
There was nothing in the cave, except for dust, just a few small stones. Fang Yan found a corner at random and sat cross-legged, thinking back to what his father said last night. Cut off the waste blood and leave the fighting blood. To put it bluntly, it is suicidal bloodletting.
, use secret methods to find the battle blood, force it into the heart, use the whole mind to protect the battle blood, and then cut the arteries of the limbs, leaving all the blood in the body. Relying on a trace of the heart's battle blood to maintain the mind and body, immortality.
Then let the war blood slowly multiply in the heart. This is a long process, which can be as fast as three years or as slow as five years. No wonder this method is said to be a life-or-death method. Who in the world can survive with a trace of blood?
Who can do it in a moment, not to mention three to five years? During this period, no matter whether it is successful or not, it will be in a state of suspended animation and there is no need to eat.
Fang Yan shook his head vigorously to make himself more awake. Although he knew that he was almost certain to die this time, his determination did not waver. He memorized the secret method silently, looked at the entrance of the cave, and after making sure it was correct, he took out a handful.
Holding the knife in the palm of his hand, he closed his eyes tightly, silently reciting the secret method in his mouth, and began to search for the remaining trace of battle blood in the blood.
Time passed slowly. I don’t know how long it took, maybe three days, maybe three months. Suddenly, Fang Yan opened his eyes, exuding joy, and finally found it. Then he closed his eyes and used a secret method to let the blood in his body flow backwards.
, forcing that trace of battle blood into the heart is a very dangerous process. If there is a slight accident, the whole body will collapse and die.
At this time, Fang Yan's body was shaken, and the blood boiling was reversed. The originally slender blood vessels were swollen and might burst at any time. A trace of red and black blood was slowly forced towards the heart, and all that was seen was that
It caused the blood to boil, and the blood vessels immediately swelled a lot and could burst at any time. This shows how overbearing this war blood is.
At this time, Fang Yan was enduring endless torment and had already lost all his sweat. The skin all over his body was dry and cracked, his lips had lost color, and there was no trace of moisture left inside or outside his body. He didn't know whether it was burned away by the boiling blood in his body or drained away by sweat.
Time passed by bit by bit, and I don’t know how much time passed. Suddenly, Fang Yan waved his hands and cut the arteries of his limbs with the knife. For a moment, he saw blood spurting out from the arteries of Fang Yan’s limbs. The scene was horrifying.
It was terrifying. Apparently that domineering trace of battle blood had been successfully forced into his heart. After a while, the blood was spread all over the small piece of stone ground where Fang Yan was.
The strange thing is that on Fang Yan's left hand side, where the blood flows from the artery in his left hand, there is a white stone the size of a human head. It is crystal clear and not stained with any blood. It seems that all the blood that passes through this stone flows into the stone.
Inside, it disappeared without a trace, which was really strange.
At this time, the blood in Fang Yan's body is about to run out. Fang Yan's life is passing quickly. His whole body is getting cold. The only remaining will is guarding the last trace of blood in his heart. The situation is very dangerous. If it continues like this
, I'm afraid there is no way to save him, and it is only a matter of time before the last bit of consciousness is gone.
Outside the cave, Fang Tian and the old woman stared at the entrance of the cave blocked by several large rocks. They didn't know how long they had been standing here. Suddenly, the old woman said quietly, "Xiao Yan has been in there for half a year. I don't know what the situation is.
"The anxiety in the old woman's heart was indescribable, and she was afraid of disturbing Fang Yan, so she didn't dare to use her spiritual sense to check the situation in the cave, so she asked.
"I don't know, he can only rely on himself now." Fang Tian's mood at this moment was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. His hands were clenched into fists. He was even more anxious in his heart. He really had the urge to kill the thief God to show his anger.
In a secret place somewhere far away, a girl of about ten years old stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the sky with tears in her eyes, silently saying, Brother Yan, you must be okay. Tears wet the girl's face. Her eyes welled up.
There was endless worry. Yaya was taken back to the family secret place on the second day of Fang Yan's retreat. She was unwilling to do so and was taken back to the family, but she kept feeling uneasy. She always felt that there must be something wrong with Brother Yan's retreat.
The matter was kept secret.
When she returned to her family, she still couldn't calm down, so she went around looking for excuses from her elders. Finally, due to her persistence, she deduced the truth of the matter from the elders' words. At that time, she wanted to go back to the ancient village. After everyone's persuasion, she decided to go back to the ancient village.
I just stopped here, but my thoughts have not diminished at all. For half a year, I have been looking at the direction of the ancient village from the top of the mountain every day, silently praying for Fang Yan, no matter the wind or rain, a day will never fall.