"Ah—" With a baby's cry, Ms. Zhang, who lives in the third bedroom, gave birth to a baby boy.
The whole family gathered around the baby, with joyful smiles on their faces. Especially the child's father, who excitedly held the baby in his arms with love in his eyes. Although the baby's mother, Mrs. Zhang, looked pale, she looked at her child with a satisfied smile on her tired face.
Outside the window, the setting sun shone in the courtyard, and the golden light added a bit of warmth to this festive moment. The old servants at home were busy boiling hot water and preparing clean diapers, and the small house was full of life and vitality.
The birth of this baby boy has brought new hope and joy to the family, and his future is full of infinite possibilities.
At this time, Li Zhan, as a father, was busy receiving congratulations from messengers from major families.
His face was full of pride and satisfaction. He received congratulatory gifts from messengers one after another, and listened to their congratulatory voices, and his heart was filled with joy.
"Congratulations to Brother Li Zhan on the birth of your son!" A messenger in brocade robes said with his hands raised, followed by several entourages carrying bright red congratulatory gifts.
Li Zhan smiled heartily, "We are all happy together! Please sit down, everyone, and I will order my servants to serve tea!"
He turned around and ordered the servants beside him, and then sat at the table with the messengers, talking freely about family and country affairs, and burst into heroic laughter from time to time. Outside, the sun has gradually set, but the atmosphere inside the house is still very warm.
At this time, a messenger asked: "General Li Zhan died for our Zeyun Empire and killed countless people. The three-star golden and fire boxing you practiced is even more daunting. I believe that this young boy will definitely inherit his father's legacy." I work for the royal family, so I am here to express my feelings to you on behalf of the royal family of the Zeyun Empire."
After the messenger finished speaking, he took over an exquisite wooden box from his entourage. It was carved with complex patterns and full of ancient atmosphere.
He opened the box gently, and inside was a dagger shining with golden light. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with a fiery red gem, like a burning flame.
"This dagger is called the 'Golden Fire Trace' and is a treasure of the royal family of the Zeyun Empire." The messenger said solemnly, "It represents the royal family's respect and gratitude to you. I hope it can accompany your young master and help him." .”
Li Zhan looked at the dagger, a trace of surprise and emotion flashed in his eyes. He took the dagger and felt the powerful power flowing on it, and couldn't help but feel emotional. Li Zhan then said: "Your Majesty is wise, my Li family will live up to the trust of the royal family." Afterwards, everyone drank and chatted until late at night, and everyone dispersed.
In the room, Li Zhan gently held the baby boy in his arms with gentle eyes. He lowered his head and kissed the child's forehead, with endless fatherly love surging in his heart.
"From now on, you are my son, and I will give you the best." Li Zhan whispered to himself, his eyes full of determination.
He thought for a moment and then said softly: "Just call your name Li Lingyun. I hope you can fly freely like the clouds in the sky."
After saying that, he carried the child to the window, opened the window, and looked at the starry night sky. The moonlight shines on the father and son, and everything looks so peaceful and beautiful.
At this time, in a palace thousands of miles away, an old man with white hair and eyes full of blood and wailing sighed. The elder next to him then asked, "Sect Master, I have something unclear, please give me some advice." The old man replied in his deep voice: "But it doesn't matter." "Sect Master, please let the young sect master use the soul-moving technique to let the young man move." The soul of the sect master was transferred to the dead baby of the Li family. Why on earth?" The old man just smiled slightly and answered again in his low and terrifying tone.
"In order to let him live a better life." The old man spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "The young sect master was extremely talented, but he was jealous and framed by others. His body was dead, but his soul But he is powerful and immortal. Only through the Soul Transfer Art can he be reborn in this world and continue his mission."
The elder was silent for a moment, seeming to digest the meaning of these words. He looked up at the old man, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, "But there is nothing special about the Li family, why choose them?"
The old man smiled faintly, "Although the Li family is ordinary, the young sect master's soul can bring them endless glory and power. This is not only for the young sect master, but also for the future of our sect." The elder then agreed: " Sect Master is wise, the revival of Darkling Pavilion will be just around the corner!" But the old man interrupted the elder's interest and said: "It's too early to be happy now, although my son's soul will not be lost, but his new body He still needs to grow to adapt to his powerful soul. During this period, you will send people to secretly monitor the Li family. If there is anything abnormal, kill them on the spot." At this time, several secret guards at the peak of the Golden Core stage in the hall began Already set out to protect the young sect leader.
In the Li family's mansion, Li Lingyun spent his carefree childhood. At that time, he was innocent, lively and full of curiosity about the world. Whenever the sun sets and the golden sunshine fills the courtyard, he will chase and play with his group of young friends at home, laughing one after another.
Li Lingyun has a smart mind and a kind heart. He is very friendly to the servants and maids at home, and often helps them complete heavy housework. When dealing with children younger than him, he takes care of them like a big brother and shares his happiness and sorrows with them.
In a corner of the garden, there is a tall sycamore tree, which is Li Lingyun's secret base. Whenever he encounters something on his mind or has a new idea, he will come here, sit under the tree, and think quietly. The leaves of the sycamore tree swayed in the wind, as if they were listening to his heart. Here he spent many wonderful times.
Time flies, and sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, Li Lingyun has transformed from a hazy and ignorant boy into a handsome young man. Li Zhan is also over 40 years old, and his mother Zhang has died of illness long ago. Fortunately, his two brothers, Li Qinghe and Li Mingde, helped him get out of the difficulty. Now, Li Lingyun is at the three-star level of Foundation Establishment, and he is also among the best in the family.
As night falls, the moonlight shines through the window into Li Lingyun's room. The young man sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and concentrated, formed seals with his hands, and breathed evenly. There was a faint aura permeating the room, as if it was integrated with the night sky outside.
In Li Lingyun's heart, the spiritual secrets were circulating, corresponding to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His body seemed to turn into a small spiritual vein, absorbing the spiritual energy around him. The spiritual energy was like a trickle, gathering from all directions, constantly nourishing his meridians.
Gradually, the temperature in the room seemed to rise, which was the heat brought by the spiritual energy refined in Li Lingyun's body. The spiritual energy circulated in his body, constantly strengthening his meridians and bones. With every cycle, it seemed as if the power of thousands of stars was injected into his body, making him feel stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, an old and majestic voice sounded in Li Lingyun's ears: "My child, you did a good job."
Li Lingyun suddenly opened his eyes and saw an old man in black robe slowly emerging from the darkness. His face is deep, with wrinkles marking the traces of time, and his eyes seem to contain endless wisdom.
"Are you..." Li Lingyun asked doubtfully.
The old man walked up to Li Lingyun with a smile and patted his shoulder gently, "I am the sect master of Dark Spirit Pavilion and the guide of your soul."
Li Lingyun was shocked. He had already guessed that he was not an ordinary person, but he did not expect that there was such a powerful force behind him.
The old man continued: "You have been working hard over the years, and now you have reached the third level of foundation building, which is a very good result. But if you want to become stronger, you still need to continue to practice and experience." Li Lingyun asked: How to become stronger ? But before he finished speaking, the old man disappeared into the shadows, leaving only one sentence: "You might as well participate in this year's Reiki Competition and see the world."
[After the old man left, Li Lingyun thought about the next adventure]
Under the cover of night, Li Lingyun sat alone on the bed, his heartbeat rising and falling. The appearance of the old man revealed an unknown world to him, and also made him full of expectations and confusion about the future.
He gently stroked the sheets, his fingertips sliding over the delicate fabric, as if feeling the unknown fate. Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, pouring on the window lattice, forming streaks of silver light.
Li Lingyun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the old man's face appeared in his mind. Those deep eyes seemed to be able to see through his soul, and he knew that his life was destined to no longer be ordinary.
He began to imagine the scene of the Reiki Competition. What kind of grand occasion would it be? Young heroes from all over the world fight for honor and dreams. He imagined himself standing on the field, facing a strong enemy without fear. Then he fell asleep.
