Huang Tian's already numb body fell heavily to the ground. Even the pain of broken Dantian and meridians could not be felt. He lay quietly on the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless. His eyes were a little hazy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
God, thank you for accompanying me through so many years of ups and downs and witnessing my growth. You are my best partner. I heard that whenever your holder dies, you will automatically fly
Go back to Qinglong Mountain. In this way, after I die, I won't be afraid that you will fall into the hands of others.
Huangtian looked at the sky, where clouds were floating all over the sky, and his thoughts gradually drifted into the distance, far, far away...
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"Mother, why are they bullying me?" In an unknown garden, hundreds of flowers were blooming. A warm breeze blew through, and the sea of flowers tilted slightly to one side. The flowers were connected together, as neatly as the calm sea. Standing in the garden
A little boy. The little boy was dirty and had many scratches on his immature face. He also had two fox ears on the top of his head, which were set high in the thick black hair. His dark and bright eyes were serious and bright.
He looked innocently at the middle-aged woman in front of him.
The middle-aged woman leaned down and caressed the little boy's scratched face. Looking at those clear eyes, the woman felt a pain in her heart. She gently held the little boy in her arms and gently stroked his forehead.
head.
Two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of the woman's eyes uncontrollably and fell on the little boy's face. The boy raised his head and said, "Mother, why are you crying?"
The woman let go of the boy, looked at him, and said gently: "Xiaotian, mother knows that your life has not been good these years, but you must be strong, because you are mother's only support."
The little boy was Huang Tian in his childhood, and the woman was Huang Tian's mother, named Hu Meier. Little Huang Tian seemed to understand what his mother said, and nodded: "Don't worry, mother, I can do it."
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Time passed very quickly. One day when Xiao Huangtian was six years old, a strange man came to his home. This middle-aged man had disheveled black hair, a tall figure, cold eyes, a face as cold as frost, and a terrifying big hole in his chest.
It penetrated and looked extremely ferocious. Xiao Huangtian hid behind his mother in fear, grabbing Hu Meier's skirt with a pair of small hands, and his weak body trembled slightly due to fear.
From the conversation between the middle-aged man and his father, Xiao Huangtian knew that the cold man in front of him was the fourth ancestor of the Bing family, and that he was going to take him away. Xiao Huangtian was frightened and cried loudly: "Mother, I won't leave.
You must stay with your mother."
When the Fourth Patriarch heard this, he turned around and stared at Xiao Huangtian with cold eyes.
Xiao Huangtian suddenly felt cold all over, as if he was naked in the ice and snow, so he turned around and ran towards the back hall. Seeing this, the Fourth Patriarch let out a cold snort, and Xiao Huangtian's body froze instantly, unable to move.
Xiao Huangtian was so frightened that he cried: "I don't want to leave, mother, don't let him take me away."
Hearing Huang Tian's pitiful cry, Hu Mei'er's heart felt like needles pricking her heart, tears flowed down unconsciously, and she said to the Fourth Ancestor: "Fourth Ancestor, Xiaotian is still young, can you let him be older before talking!"
Hearing this, Huangtian's father Bing Xiaotian snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "As a woman, being able to practice with the Fourth Ancestor is a blessing he gained in his previous life. I don't know how many family disciples want to practice with the Fourth Ancestor, but they don't have that ability."
There is an opportunity, but you are crying and making trouble and are unwilling to go. It is really unreasonable."
In the end, Huang Tian was taken away by the fourth ancestor on this day, and it was useless no matter how much he cried. This year, Huang Tian was six years old. At the age of six, it was other children who were hiding in the arms of their parents and acting coquettishly, with a big baby beside them.
While stacking toys, Huang Tian had already followed the Fourth Patriarch on the cruel path of cultivation.
Things happened so suddenly. The young Huang Tian was not mentally prepared at all, and was taken away by a complete stranger, leaving the warm embrace of his mother.
Huang Tian was taken to a strange place by the Fourth Ancestor. He was surrounded by ancient trees and beasts roared constantly. The only place where he stood was an open space. Huang Tian looked around with his mouth pursed and saw four blood-red mouths floating above the open space.
Big Coffin. Huangtian's face changed, and he turned extremely pale instantly. He stepped back in fear, and the tears that had stopped flowing flowed down again. He desperately wanted to leave this strange place and return to the familiar warm embrace.
"Why cry? There is nothing to cry about. If a man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, what is the meaning of crying?" The cold and sharp voice of the Fourth Patriarch came. Huang Tian trembled in fright, and he suppressed the tears that flowed out.
I have an inexplicable fear of the Fourth Ancestor.
"Fourth brother, is he the child you mentioned?" At this moment, a woman's voice came from a large blood-red coffin.
The Fourth Patriarch said: "Yes, it is this child, but it is so disappointing that he has such a cowardly temper."
"After all, he is still young, so it is understandable to be scared. You don't have to be so fierce. Don't scare him. There is still time, so don't rush him now. Teach him slowly and he will be fine in the future."
The Fourth Patriarch snorted coldly and said: "With a temper like his, when will he be able to become a master? We can all count on him for our injuries."
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"If you want to be a strong man who can stand upright, you must have a strong heart. Kill it, or it will eat you." The cold and ruthless voice of the Fourth Ancestor came from the void, constantly echoing in Huang Tian's mind.
echo.
Huangtian's face was pale, his legs were trembling, he held the rusty iron sword tightly in his hand, and looked at the dark cave in fear, still daring not to take a step.
"Trash, so greedy for life and afraid of death." The cold voice of the Fourth Ancestor came again, and then a huge force pushed Huang Tian into the cave.
One day later, Huang Tian, covered in blood, staggered out of the cave. His body was trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear. And all of this was just the beginning.
"Killing, only killing can make you grow up quickly. In this hundred thousand mountains, there are countless monsters, go ahead and kill them. If you are not dead after three years, you can follow me
Officially embarking on the path of cultivation." The Fourth Patriarch took Huang Tian to another strange place, and disappeared after saying a few words, leaving only the helpless Huang Tian standing alone in the mountains.
In order to survive, Huang Tian must kill, keep killing. Huang Tian feels that he has become an executioner, and his hands are covered with blood. During countless midnight dreams, Huang Tian will wash his hands vigorously with water, but he feels that no matter what
No matter how many times he washed it, the bloody blood was still on his hands, and the fear after the killing always haunted him like a nightmare, lingering.
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Scenes of past events appeared in Huang Tian's mind as if it were the next day. Even Huang Tian himself didn't know why he thought of these past events at this moment.
Probably all people who are about to die are like this, full of nostalgia for things in life, Huang Tian sighed in his heart.
Huangtian turned his head with difficulty, looked at Zhentian lying quietly in the palm of his hand, smiled tenderly, and said in his heart: Zhentian, thank you, I have only been able to survive today because of you all these years, I will never forget you, you
He is my best brother. Now I am about to die. Go back to the Fourth Ancestor.
Just as Huang Tian finished his thoughts, Zhen Tian suddenly emitted a burst of gray-white light, and a cold current came from Zhen Tian, flowing through Huang Tian's hands throughout his body. Finally, this cold current fiercely penetrated into the Tai Chi diagram in the sea of consciousness.
middle.
Huang Tian was startled. After the cold current entered the Tai Chi diagram, the remaining yin and yang energy was replenished in an instant. Although he was seriously injured, Huang Tian felt that his body was full of strength again.
"Boom" yin and yang energy instantly rushes out of the Tai Chi diagram and flows through the meridians of the body in the opposite direction.
Reversing Yin and Yang, Huang Tian was shocked. Yin and Yang actually reversed themselves. This was something that had never happened before. Although he didn't know why, Huang Tian was secretly glad that he was out of the brink of death.