Southern Wasteland, at the foot of Qingshan Mountain, the land of the Qing clan!
The Qing family has a long history, and the legend in the family originated from the ancient immortal Qing Xuan.
It’s just that time has passed, the end of the world has come, and the glory of our ancestors has been submerged in the dust of history.
Today, the people of the Qing clan live an ordinary and peaceful life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Only an old man with gray hair and blurry eyes under the old locust tree at the head of the village was still chattering tirelessly about the glory of ancestor Qingxuan.
At first, there were many Qing children who would gather around him to listen to what he said, but as time went by, these children found it boring and were reluctant to get close.
Qingyang, who is only fourteen years old this year, still comes to the locust tree at dusk every day and listens to the old man's story about Immortal Qingxuan with relish.
Every time the old man finished telling the story, he began to murmur to himself: "The blood moon appears, the monster appears, the wind and clouds change dramatically, the mountains and rivers scream, all living beings perish, and the heaven and earth are extinct." The voice is full of compassion and helplessness. It seems like he is talking to himself unconsciously.
Every time the old man finished telling the story of his ancestors, he would always repeat this sentence, but every time Qingyang asked the old man what it meant, the old man would always lean against the old locust tree and fall asleep when he asked.
This time was no exception. Qingyang had no choice but to return to his courtyard and start practicing an ancient boxing sutra that was passed down to him by an old man when he was awake.
According to the old ancestor, this boxing sutra is a magical skill that can temper the bones, muscles, and fascia, stabilize the five internal organs, reverse the innate nature, and become an immortal.
It's just that Qingyang has been practicing for six or seven years, but it has never been effective. He's just taller and stronger than other kids of the same age.
Because of this, Qingyang persisted.
Other children of the same age in the clan also practiced behind him for a period of time, but none of them could persist.
But today Qingyang put on his posture and used the breathing method. This breathing method is matched with the nameless boxing sutra, which was obtained from the ancestors under the old locust tree. It works normally, and there is nothing special about it. It is just that the breathing is long. Just a few.
However, as soon as it started operating today, Qingyang was suddenly shocked. He felt that streams of air were continuously generated from nothingness with the operation of the breathing method, pouring into the body from his own sweat pores, and then entering his own meridians, along the meridians. Constantly flowing.
There seemed to be a light breeze blowing through the courtyard, and even the leaves scattered on the ground in the courtyard were flying with the air current.
Qingyang was horrified and stopped punching, but the breath-taking method started to work automatically. At this time, Qingyang could only feel the air flowing through the meridians and acupuncture points taught to him by his father, running endlessly.
Thinking about what his ancestors under the locust tree said about introducing Qi into the body and tempering the skin and flesh, Qingyang was surprised and happy. He wondered in his heart, could he have achieved what his ancestors said about introducing Qi into the body? But the ancestors didn't Are you saying that at the end of the world, there is no spiritual energy at all?
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Qingyang kept feeling the changes in his body. He only felt that as the unknown gas entered his body, the skin all over his body began to itchy and numb, making him extremely uncomfortable.
But the old man under the locust tree at the head of the village suddenly opened his eyes. His originally chaotic and dim eyes suddenly lit up, but then closed again.
After the Qingyang Breathing Method ran for one cycle, it stopped. The air flow that was constantly flowing into the limbs and bones also stopped.
Feeling the surging energy in his body, Qingyang was overjoyed at this moment. He was about to find something to test his current strength, but suddenly he smelled a foul smell and felt that his whole body was sticky. He didn't know when he became sticky. There was a layer of black dirt on it, which was extremely disgusting.
At that moment, he didn't care to check his physical strength, and quickly ran into the house and took out a bucket, intending to get water from the well in the courtyard to wash himself clean.
But when Qingyang used the well rope to lift the bucket out of the well, he screamed and threw the bucket out in a panic.
I saw that the water in the bucket that was thrown out was supposed to be clean and clear, but now it was as red as blood, emitting waves of unpleasant blood smell.
At this time, Qingyang's mother heard Qingyang's scream and ran out quickly and asked, "Ayang, what's wrong?" When she saw the blood in the bucket, she was so frightened that she screamed "Ah!"
Qingyang suppressed his shock, comforted his mother, poured out the bloody water in the bucket, and pulled a bucket out of the well again, only to find that the well water was as clear as a mirror.
If it weren't for the blood that fell to the ground just now, Qingyang would almost wonder if he was dazzled.
At this time, the mother, who was already so scared that her legs and feet were weak, looked at the clear water in the bucket and breathed a sigh of relief. But looking at the blood that had just been poured on the ground, I felt a little uneasy.
Qingyang comforted his mother a few words, suppressed the fear in his heart, walked to the well, looked into the well, and saw that the water in the well was clear as usual, but the smell of blood mixed with the smell of earth rushed up.
Qingyang comforted his mother and helped her sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard before saying a few words of comfort.
Seeing that Qingyang was calm, his mother also slowly calmed down. She pulled Qingyang and said, "Ayang, what's going on? The water from the well has turned into blood."
Qingyang patted his mother's hand and said, "Mom, don't panic. Some animal must have fallen into the well and died. The blood flowed into the well water, and it happened to be beaten up by the son. Look, the water in the well is not It’s become clearer, huh? You go in first, and my son needs to wash away the dirt on his body.”
Qingmu's expression calmed down a little, and she slowly walked into the house, but she kept looking back, as if she was afraid of something strange happening.
Seeing this, Qingyang gave her a reassuring look.
When his mother entered the house, Qingyang looked into the well again. The water suddenly turned into blood, and then immediately became clear. This must be for some unusual reason. Even he himself didn't believe what he said to comfort his mother just now. How could there be animals? The blood flowing in the well happened to be drained by myself in a bucket. It was just that my mother was in shock just now, so she believed it.
"ah!"
Qingyang was walking towards the well when he suddenly heard a sharp scream that broke the tranquility of the evening.
Qingyang looked in the direction of the sound and knew it was his uncle Qinghai's family.
"Did something weird happen to their family?"
Qingyang thought, and quickly poured the water he had just poured down his head to wash away the dirt on his body, and then ran towards Qinghai's house.
Qinghai and Qingyang's father are brothers who have not been out of the fifth server. They have always been very close to Qingyang's family. His son Qingyuan is also Qingyang's playmate.
While running on the road, Qingyang raised his head and glanced at the full moon that had just risen in the sky, but felt that today's moon did not seem as white as in the past. However, he was concerned about the Qinghai family's affairs at this time, so he did not pay attention.
When I arrived at Qinghai's house, I saw my aunt Yue sitting in front of the steps with a look of horror on her face.
What is even more terrifying is that the well water in the Qinghai courtyard keeps emerging from the well as if it is boiling. As the well water emerges, streams of scarlet blood mist continue to fill the courtyard. At this time, it has spread The whole yard was filled.
Qingyang looked at the blood mist in front of him, and heard screams coming from other courtyards in the village. For a moment, the originally peaceful village began to boil like boiling water dripping into an oil pan.
Qingyang looked at the blood mist in front of him and listened to the screams and screams that kept coming from the village, and couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.
What's even more terrifying is that any vegetation in the courtyard that is contaminated with the blood mist will wither immediately.
"This blood mist is poisonous!" Qingyang's heart sank.
