I don't know how long it took, but just when the roaring thunder was about to disappear, a sudden strong wind blew, and the wooden door of the house was suddenly blown open. Qingyun was so shocked that he immediately sat up from the bed.
In the hazy moment, Qingyun seemed to hear footsteps coming in. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in a low voice in the direction of the door:
"Dad, are you back?"
"Yes, Yun'er, don't panic."
But at this time, Yi Qing's words no longer had the calmness and calmness of the past, and were completely replaced by a strong sense of fatigue, as if he was seriously ill and was trying to cheer up.
Seeing that his father was back, Qingyun quickly got out of bed. Since there was no light, he groped his way to the door. Through a flash of lightning, he saw Yi Qing clearly in front of him.
"ah!"
Qingyun exclaimed.
He was frightened, really frightened. A heart-wrenching pain and fear gradually spread from his heart to his whole body in an instant, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.
Yi Qing's hair was disheveled at this time, and his originally spotless white clothes had been dyed into a completely red robe with blood. Numerous shocking wounds could be seen vaguely from the cracks in the robe, and blood was pouring out crazily.
And his handsome face turned pale due to blood loss, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows turned into a thick look of death, resembling the kind of old man who is about to die.
"Dad, what's wrong with you, Daddy? Who hurt you like this? Did you encounter a wild beast in the forest? Come on, come and sit down. Yun'er will go to the backyard to collect some herbs for you right now!"
Holding back the tears that kept overflowing from his eyes, Qingyun felt that he was so seriously injured, even if his father was really a god, it would still be too much to bear! He must not panic or cry at this time, so he carefully helped Yi Qing to sit down by the bed.
Feeling Qingyun's slender hand holding his arm, Yi Qing said gently:
"Yun'er, don't panic. Daddy is fine. He's just a little exhausted. You don't need to collect medicines. Just go get some of the potions I prepare for you on weekdays and bring them to me. Daddy will sit here for a while."
He reluctantly smiled at his child, touched Qingyun's head, and quickly sat cross-legged on the bed. Then he began to make strange gestures with his hands and began to exercise and adjust his breathing.
Although Qingyun didn't understand what his father was doing, he could tell that he didn't want to be disturbed now, so he obediently went to get the potion and put it next to Yi Qing, then pulled up a stool and sat in front of the bed to protect himself. 's father.
The reason why Yi Qing was so seriously injured was mainly because he helped Mu Gong fight against Gui Ling's ascension calamity.
The ascension catastrophe of the Gui Ling realm is the biggest disaster for all monks in the world. In addition, Yi Qing is only at the early stage of the Gui Ling realm. If not for the Qilin Ya, when Yi Qing resisted the last thunder catastrophe for the old tree demon, it absorbed 90% of it. His thunder spirit power may have been wiped out long ago.
From this, he also lamented how terrifying the ascension calamity of returning to the spirit realm was. No wonder that through the ages, there were as many people seeking immortality as crucian carp crossing the river, but there were only a few who jumped over the dragon gate.
However, the reward is directly proportional to the degree of danger. The old tree demon kept his word, and before he ascended, he finally gave all his life resin to Yi Qing.
With this treasure, it should be possible to seal the spiritual pressure of Qilin Ya. In this way, even if he is no longer around, Yun'er can avoid danger, survive safely, and even completely stay away from the torture of illness. Thinking of this, wherever he goes, Yi Qing couldn't help but laugh.
As a father, it is worth it even if he loses his life if he can keep his children safe.
Where there is sunset, there will be sunrise; where there is injury, there will be recovery. The early morning sunlight shines through the window and onto the side of Yi Qing's face, making him feel extremely comfortable and wonderful after his rebirth.
After checking his body for a while, Yi Qing found that most of his skin injuries had healed. Then he looked inside his five internal organs and found that there were still some remnants of the catastrophe in his body that were destroying his vitality, but these were already insignificant injuries and would be resolved on their own in a short time.
He was able to recover from such a serious injury in one night, partly because of his advanced cultivation and the elixir he had prepared, and partly because of Qilinya's "feedback".
It "feeds back" the spiritual power it absorbs to the wearer in a more pure form, nourishing Yi Qing's damaged body and meridians. Of course, the purified spiritual power is always less than what is absorbed, but the essence is more valuable. pure.
So maybe because of this, there are rumors in the world of cultivation that Qilin teeth are an evil thing that can affect people's nature.
After all, if there are evil cultivators who have learned to absorb skills and kill people for Qilin Ya and deliver spiritual power, then the pure spiritual power obtained will be very terrifying. It is no wonder that this rare treasure can make people led by the Three Heavenly and Four Sects Zhengdao and everyone in the two demon sects went to snatch it with their eyes red.
By the time Yi Qing really opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon of the next day, or a few days later. Looking at Qingyun who was still lying on the chair and sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and said softly:.
"Daddy also asks you to take care of him sometimes."
Yi Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, but in just a few words, there seemed to be a sense of helplessness, and he thought to himself:
"No, I have to hurry up to avoid long nights and too many dreams."
He stood up slowly, and with a magic trick, he removed a brand new white robe from the sachet next to him, put it on, then gently carried Qingyun to bed and covered him with a quilt.
But it felt like his son had already reached the age where his hair was tied, and his weight was actually not as good as that of other children. Looking at his face that was similar to his wife's but extremely pale, this made Yi Qing feel even more guilty.
Not only was she unable to cure her son's cold poison and frailty, but he also allowed him to suffer with her. If his beloved son could not embark on the path to immortality, or even die young, why would he want to become an immortal or pursue a path?
Standing alone outside the house, Yi Qing's lonely figure was like a sharp sword stuck on the mountain peak. Putting aside the turbulent thoughts, he understood that there was not much time left for their father and son.
Recalling that due to various reasons, he and his beloved wife Yun Mulan finally chose Yiren Mountain as a place to live in seclusion. Unfortunately, there was already a perfect cultivator living in Liangren Village at the foot of Yiren Mountain.
Although the two of them helped the cultivator, the old man Liangshan, heal his internal injuries and teach him the exercises, giving him hope of improving his cultivation, this kindness could not be compared with his own wealth, life, or even his relatives. Compared, the three of them made a charter.
In the next fifteen years, their family of three hopes to live in seclusion in Yiren Mountain, with him guarding them and helping to conceal their identities. However, if their child, Qingyun, unfortunately dies early, then they will Leave on your own.
Or if Qingyun survives until he is fifteen, then the two old men no longer need to take risks to keep their secrets, and they will have to handle the future matters themselves.
Up to now, Qingyun has survived year after year. Seeing that his fifteenth year has passed, the old people from Liangshan no longer need to take risks to help him. A few days ago, he saw that Liangshan would come every few years. The figure in Rencun has one more person this year.
Although I didn't see clearly who those two people were, judging from their physical skills, they should be people from Qingxutian. Presumably the two mountain old men should have known about those two people to some extent this time.
Thinking of this, Yi Qing couldn't help but take out the natal resin that Mugong had given him before his ascension, and stared at it intently. After hesitating for a while, Yi Qing gently touched the crystal clear resin with his fingertips.
There was a gentle vitality coming from the resin that exuded colorful brilliance. This gentle power made Yi Qing feel extremely comfortable.
He couldn't help but secretly hope that this little thing that he sacrificed his life for could really be as magical as Mu Gong said. After the sacrifice, it would be able to completely seal the spiritual pressure of Qilin Ya, allowing Qingyun to heal his illness safely.
Suddenly, Yi Qing frowned slightly and shouted coldly:
"come out!"
"Ouch~"
I saw a white fox with a transparent body and a fur as clear as agar, emerging from the grass behind Yi Qing and barking twice as if to demonstrate towards him.
"You demon fox, if I don't see you guarding Qingyun during the day, where have you gone to run wild?"
Yi Qing seemed to be really angry and scolded the little white fox behind him, but did not reply.
"Ouch~owoo~"
As if it had been wronged, the white fox twitched its ears and howled twice. It was obviously dissatisfied with Yi Qing's words, but it could also be seen from this that it could actually understand human speech.
"Don't make excuses. I didn't kill you because you were still young and Yun'er loved you, so that you wouldn't be lonely with Yun'er. Yun'er has been weak since he was a child. You can protect him even if he is in danger. Or inform me, but when I came back last night you were nowhere to be seen, and now you want to quibble?"
It turns out that not only the white fox can understand human speech, Yi Qing can also understand the fox language, which is very amazing.
"Ouch~"
When the white fox heard this, he raised his cute little head and kept shouting, as if he was talking about something, and he looked very reasonable.
However, Yi Qing did not speak immediately after hearing this. With his back to the little fox, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled softly. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment, he said:
"Little fox demon, don't think too much about certain things. I'll wait until you can become a human. I still have important things to do. Go and guard Yun'er in the house."
This time Yi Qing's tone slowly softened, as if he usually spoke to Qingyun.
"Ouch~"
"If Yun'er can wait until the day you cultivate into human form, I won't stop you."
The little white fox also gave a light cry in agreement, dragging its long snow-white tail, turned around and ran towards the house, but it didn't hear Yi Qing's low murmur at this time.
The winter day is so short, in sharp contrast to the summer day, and the changing of the stars in the four seasons is proof of the trajectory of the month and the month, and the year and the year.
How many people want to live in daylight all their lives without experiencing the terrifying night, but little do they know that without night, there would be no day.
Yi Qing watched the setting sun grow old quickly. The wind on the mountainside was obviously much gentler than that on the mountain top. He couldn't help but ask himself, how long will it take for Yun'er's dark night to pass?
If he is gone, who can support him even during the day when he is young?
