Yi Yun's face was as pale as paper, and he stared blankly as Pusius sprinkled a whole bowl of blood on the stove. The high-temperature charcoal fire instantly vaporized the blood, turning it into a stream of white smoke that dispersed.
"The blood has turned into gas! Yi Yun, please rest for a while. When you feel you are ready, you can practice according to the exercises that your uncle just taught you. As long as you last for one more hour, you will have completed the traditional ritual." Baddeli said for Yi Yun while speaking.
Yun bandaged the bleeding port on his wrist and said to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun didn't seem to hear Baddeley's instructions. He just stared ahead in a daze, his little body swaying slightly from side to side...
Baddeli looked at Yi Yun's pale face. He seemed not to have heard what he said at this time. He was clearly in a daze. He couldn't help complaining to Pusius beside him: "Father, I really don't understand this."
What’s the point of tradition? Not only do young children have to be bled, but they also have to practice exercises in front of a fire for an hour, which is totally unreasonable!”
"Look at Yi Yun. His sanity is no longer clear. How can we let him practice again? It's very rare that he didn't cry or make trouble! Little Hank cried and made a fuss after the bloodletting.
And if I hadn’t fallen asleep here, it would be impossible to practice right away.”
After Baddeley finished speaking, he turned to look at Yi Yun. At this time, Yi Yun's body was still shaking slightly, as if he was about to collapse.
After hearing what Baddeley said, Pusius was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice: "Did you leave little Hank here for an hour after he fell asleep?"
"Although I don't think it's necessary, Father, you have told me that I still let little Hank sleep here for an hour before taking him back." Baddeley looked at Pusius's stern look and responded quickly.
"Well!" Pusius's expression softened, and then he sighed and continued: "I also have the same questions as you, and I also think this tradition is unreasonable, but our ancestors once sternly warned future generations that this tradition must not be abolished.
, as long as the Stat family still exists, this tradition must be passed down to our descendants, from generation to generation, and our family will definitely survive forever!"
Baddeli was shocked when he heard this!
Puxius paused, and his tone suddenly turned serious: "Baddeli, remember: although we don't understand the purpose of this ritual passed down by our ancestors, there must be a purpose in it that we don't understand yet! Even if the descendants of later generations are here,
If you cannot stay conscious after bloodletting, whether you are resting here, sleeping, or crying, you must follow the ancestral teachings and stay in front of the stove for an hour! Even if I go there in the future, you will do the same.
Warn your descendants, do you understand?"
"I understand! I will definitely inform future generations of these words." Baddeli heard this and thought about it. Unexpectedly, this was actually the ancestral instruction passed down by his ancestors, and he immediately responded in a serious voice.
Pusius nodded with satisfaction, and then glanced at Yi Yun: "Badley, go help Yi Yun lie down and sleep for a while, it seems that he can't support it anymore... Huh?"
"
Baddeley was about to go over and let Yi Yun lie down when he saw that Yi Yun seemed to have recovered from blood loss and was sitting in a circle facing the stove, practicing the weapon refining method he had just taught.
Yi Yun was still dizzy and was about to close his eyes and lie down when he heard what Pusius said, which shocked him greatly!
"Why do our ancestors set these strange and unreasonable traditions and force their descendants to follow them from generation to generation? Although I don't understand, they are still my ancestors, so they shouldn't harm their descendants, right?"
With this thought, Yi Yun immediately cheered up, forced himself to sit up, and slowly started practicing according to the weapon refining technique he had just learned.
Pusius and Baddeley were standing next to Yi Yun, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at Yi Yun with surprise on their faces. Apparently, they did not expect that little Yi Yun could resist the collapse after blood loss and still survive.
Being able to start practicing according to the instructions of his ancestors, Yi Yun's tenacity of willpower surprised them.
Yi Yun had never learned any skills. Although Baddeley taught him the most basic and simple ones, he still couldn't figure it out. For the first half an hour, Yi Yun was just struggling to hold on. Fortunately, there were
Pushus and the two continued to be very persuasive and recited the exercises to him over and over again. Finally, after half an hour, Yi Yun seemed to have figured out the secret.
He vaguely felt that a whirlpool as thin as a gossamer was slowly forming in his body, and it was crawling along the veins in his body at a snail's pace. Although it was slow, he could feel it.
Success? Is the energy crawling in the body the weapon refining technique?
Yi Yun opened his eyes in surprise, but was shocked by what he saw at first sight!
In front of him, he saw countless fiery red bright spots floating in the space around him, and following inexplicable trajectories, they converged towards him. At first glance, they looked like sparks falling from the sky. Strangely, these seemed to be
Xinghuo's sequins didn't feel any burning pain after touching her body, but instead felt an indescribable warmth.
In just the blink of an eye, more and more scarlet bright spots in the space gathered, and poured into his body at a certain speed. Then a warm current was generated in his body, moving up along the soles of his feet.
It flows through the waist, heart, and neck to reach the heavenly spirit at the top of the head and then flows back downwards, forming a back-and-forth cycle.
This warm current was flowing and surging at first, but as time passed, it weakened rapidly. After a few short blinks, only a tiny hairspring remained in the body, like a candle in the wind, which could dissipate at any time.
Yi Yun felt that everything in front of him was unspeakably strange, and he stopped running his technique in panic. At this time, the large red bright spot in his eyes suddenly stopped moving forward, and in a very short period of time, he
It disappeared from Yi Yun's eyes, and the weak cyclone in his body also dissipated.
"What's going on? What are these big red dots in the sky? Could it be that I'm dazzled?"
Pusius and the others didn't know why, but they didn't see anything strange in Yi Yun's eyes. They only saw a panicked expression on Yi Yun's eyes from the moment he opened his eyes, as if he had seen something strange happen.
"Yi Yun, what's wrong with you?" Baddeley looked at Yi Yun nervously and asked.
Yi Yun was the only son left by his little sister, and he didn't want anything unexpected to happen to Yi Yun.
Yi Yun stuttered a little and said, "A lot of red... red fire, didn't you see it?"
Baddeley glanced at the charcoal fire burning in the stove and asked strangely: "Fire is originally red, Yi Yun, are you okay?"
"It's not in the furnace, it's sparks floating in the air..." Yi Yun hesitated, trying to describe the strange scene in his eyes, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
Pusius glanced at Yi Yun strangely, then turned to look at Baddeley, and said with a slight smile: "You must have seen some hallucination after losing too much blood. As long as you have a good sleep and recover for a few days, you will be fine."
!An hour has come, let’s take Yi Yun back to rest.”
Yi Yun wanted to say something more, but was picked up by Baddeley. Baddeley's hearty laughter came to his ears: "It should be what my father said. He saw some kind of hallucination. This is normal.
!I remember that after the ceremony, I had nightmares for several days in a row, hahaha!" After saying that, he and Pusius carried Yi Yun and walked back home.
"Is it really an illusion?" Yi Yun looked at the ancestral stove that was getting further and further away, thinking about what he just saw.