A wisp of lonely soul and a wisp of smoke,
A lifetime and a moment,
The boy wakes up and is unknown,
When he returned, he already had a triple body.
-----(gorgeous dividing line)-----
The secret room was dark with only a little light. Song Pingzi stood at the closed door of the secret room and didn't know what to do.
"Come here." Song Er stood up from where he was meditating and threw a bigger night pearl, and the room suddenly became as bright as day.
Only then did Song Pingzi see clearly that the person in front of him looked middle-aged and had a kind face. He was not as scary as he had imagined. "Why should I come to you for retreat?"
"Xi Zi named you Song Pingzi. It's a good name. It's much better than my name Song Er." Song Er didn't answer him.
Instead, he pulled Song Pingzi's wrist, and a stream of spiritual energy as thin as a hair entered his body. Although Song Pingzi was only at the late stage of foundation building, he had instinctive resistance to external spiritual energy. However, the spiritual energy completely ignored his obstruction and wandered around in his body. The sea of qi turned around and the sea of consciousness turned around again. circle, and then retreated.
"It's still a little bit worse."
Song Pingzi didn't know what Song Er meant when he said he was still a little bit off. He was like a piece of wood just now, unable to move. "What's wrong?" Perhaps because Song Er didn't make him feel the fear he felt before coming in, Song Pingzi also asked boldly.
"The realm is still a little short of that. After all, there are still some original deficiencies left." Song Er said with a sigh. He also knew there was nothing he could do. Song Pingcun's real body is a dandy young master in Songjia Village, and he himself comes from a thousand-year-old corpse. The Song Pingzi in front of him comes from a recently deceased baby. For the sake of the integrity of this body, it is impossible to completely replace it.
Now that Song Pingzi is ten years old, he should be able to do it. However, before that, he still had to tell him something. After all, a ten-year-old child might not be able to accept the sealed memory being opened at once.
It took more than an hour for Song Er to tell Song Pingzi the whole story. The only thing left unsaid is who the protagonist of the story is.
Song Pingzi listened with great interest at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. The previous experiences of Song Pingcun and Song Er had nothing to do with him, and he listened with great interest.
However, I always felt that Song Er was passing by many things, until the time when Song Xizi left Songji City, and then later when he was raised in a cave, and occasionally went to the secret room in the city to examine the child's body while he was sleeping. , until entering the secret room after first completing cultivation.
Only then did Song Pingzi understand where he came from? For so many years, even in Nandu City, I rarely had the opportunity to be alone with others, and it was impossible to feel who my parents were. Only then did I know.
The owner of this body has actually died long ago. If there is anything else that belongs to the original owner, it is probably only the skeleton.
"What about the parents of this body?" Song Pingzi was stunned for a long time and asked a question that Song Er didn't expect at all.
"They are still in Nandu City, but they already have their second child, and their life is neither good nor bad." After exchanging the child that day, Song Er gave the family a hundred taels of silver under the stone slab in front of their home. . This is already a huge sum of money for a family at the bottom of life. Fortunately, the couple was quite content and did not squander their money. They lived an ordinary life, and in the third year another child was born.
"That's it! If there really are past lives and present lives, they should be regarded as the parents of this body in the past life. If they can live a good life, they can be considered as having an explanation." Although Song Pingzi is only ten years old, he seems to be speaking the words of a centenarian. .
"So, do you understand who you are?" Song Er asked carefully.
"Here, I'm still a little confused. The skeleton, flesh and blood, and soul come from three, no, four people. Am I the monster Feng Tian said?" Song Pingzi's brain circuit left Song Er completely speechless.
But it's not surprising when you think about it. He has never felt his parents since he was a child, let alone what the concept of parents is. He has never felt the basic physiological attributes of living things.
"If the owner of your skeleton dies, then it cannot be regarded as a person. Flesh and blood are inherited by the Song family, and the soul also comes from the inheritance of the Song family bloodline." Song Er had to educate him about the basic biological attributes of living things.
"Then who should I be?" Song Pingzi did not show an incomprehensible expression, but looked at Song Er like a curious baby.
Seeing Song Pingzi in such a state, Song Er could basically confirm that although the child was only 10 years old, his lack of family values made him not so clear about many emotions that he and Song Pingcun considered important.
If Song Pingzi grew up in Songji City or Nandu City, there must be many questions. But he had been growing up in this Shuxiangyuan. There were no such people around him, and they had no concept of parents and children. Even the pharmacists were the same, all of them were mute. This was already the tradition of Shuxiangyuan.
If the newborn is not mute, he will be sent to the new Po Yuan Sect. This is not because they are worried about anyone leaking secrets, but it is a tradition. Leave an environment of absolute respect for people who cannot communicate with others normally.
Therefore, Song Pingzi is very different from many people in the concept of parents, which can be regarded as the best result of unintentional behavior.
"Lie down, don't be nervous." Song Er said to Song Pingzi.
Watching Song Pingzi lie down as instructed, a stream of pure non-attributed spiritual power came out from Song Er's palm, directly touching Song Pingzi's Dantian. The powerful spiritual power directly broke through the protection of Dantian and entered Song Pingzi's Qi. In the sea, a "miniature version of Jishan Ce" wrapped in a shimmering light entered together from the spiritual power.
In an instant, Song Pingzi's Qi sea in the late stage of foundation building was opened and expanded, and the edges due to expansion were quickly repaired. Only when it reached a perfect state did Song Er stop and nodded with satisfaction.
Although for the current Song Er, the amount of spiritual energy from the late stage of foundation building to perfection is not worth mentioning, Song Er has never experienced the pain of expanding the Qi sea, but it is in the memory of his soul. On the other hand, Song Pingzi has been gritting his teeth. He was sweating profusely and remained silent.
"Have a rest and get used to it first. It will still hurt for a while." Song Er patted his shoulder and touched his sleeping point.
One day later, Song Pingzi woke up and saw Song Er sitting aside in the dim light.
His movement made Song Er turn to look at him, and a luminous pearl was thrown out again and settled on the top of the secret room, becoming bright again.
"woke up."
"Um"
"continue?"
"Well" Song Pingzi was too lazy to even stand up and closed his eyes again.
"It won't hurt this time. It will be very itchy. Do you want me to put you to sleep?"
Song Pingzi looked at Song Er's serious face and it didn't look like he was joking. After thinking about it, he still chose to persist, "Xizi said that men must be able to bear it."
Song Er smiled, Jishan's heart meridian was running, and a shimmering skeleton next to him began to exchange with Song Er's skeleton. However, it was obviously only the elements that were exchanged. Although the speed was very fast, it was like peeling off cocoons, strange. Extremely itchy.
An hour later, Song Er stopped and asked him to rest his mental strength. After all, Song Pingzi had just completed the foundation building now. This was repeated, and a year later, when Song Pingzi felt that itching was a kind of enjoyment, it was over.
After that, it was a new round of torture. Although it was guided by Song Er to expand the sea of consciousness and Zifu, and he practiced it on his own, it took him more than two years. A spiritual seed has made its home in Zifu, and inside it is a complete revised version of Jishan Heart Sutra, from foundation building to the period of transcending tribulation, every bit. Of course, the complete "All Things Holding Weapons" is indispensable to be burned into Zifu, and the spiritual seeds of the sea of consciousness need to be cultivated by himself, which Song Er does not want to help him complete.
You have to walk the road yourself to know the true feelings.
Three and a half years later, Song Pingzi finally absorbed all of this. Just like when Song Pingcun first obtained the weapon of all things, there were still some things that could not be understood because of the realm.
However, at this time, Song Pingzi was already in the early stage of enlightenment. At 13 and a half years old, he could not be considered the absolute top among today's Blue Stars, but could only be regarded as one of the best.
"Finally, and the most important thing is the question you asked when you first came in, who are you." Song Er looked at Song Pingzi with solemn eyes.
Song Pingzi prepared to lie down again, but was stopped by Song Er, "There is no need to lie down this time. However, after you walk out of this door, you will still be Song Pingzi."
Song Er sat cross-legged opposite Song Pingzi, and the power of a divine soul began to fluctuate strangely, rushing directly into Song Pingzi's sea of consciousness. Deep in the sea of consciousness, in a corner, there was a small thing that was too small to be detected with his spiritual consciousness. At this time, the light spots that arrived also began to match the amplitude, gradually expanded, and slowly occupied the entire sea of Song Pingzi's consciousness.
Song Pingzi's face changed from surprise at first to shock, and finally calmed down.
When Song Er stopped synchronizing with Song Pingzi's soul amplitude, it only took a quarter of an hour. However, compared with the moment when the ancestor of the same name could synchronize with his subordinates, Song Er realized how big the gap was. This was not time. Calculated by how many parts it is divided into, it is a huge gap in realm.
