Great Dao Ji

A waning moon hangs high in the sky.

The moonlight falls like a waterfall, but is blocked by the hazy mist, and is scattered like a gauze curtain on the wasteland outside Dingtian City, which is like a giant beast crawling in the wild, spanning 3,000 miles from east to west.

Woo~

The low sobbing sound like crying lingers in the wind, and the scattered moonlight makes it even more desolate in the night.

In the night, two middle-aged men in gray robes carry a bloodstained, seriously injured and dying young man.

The young man's long hair is stained with blood, his face is pale, and one hand droops weakly, dragging on the ground, leaving a long blood mark as he walks.

The sobbing sound like crying came from his mouth.

But his tongue was bitten to pieces.

The two people who carried him walked very fast and had excellent physical strength. Soon they had carried the seriously injured young man for dozens of miles and came to a more gloomy mass grave.

Ghost lights flashed in the graves everywhere, and the sound of the wind was like the cry of ghosts.

"Mr. Yuan, you are lucky to have survived, remember not to have any unnecessary fantasies in the future."

The gray-robed man with his head slightly lowered in front sighed lightly, and slowly put down the young man carried by the two people: "People like us should accept our fate, so as not to harm others and ourselves, and bring disaster to our families."

On the mass grave, there was a grave with few people, and most of them were bodies that were hastily wrapped with a mat and thrown in the weeds and mud.

Before the few people stopped, there were two straw mats thrown.

One still had blood stains, and the other had already exuded a strong stench of corpses.

"Ah, ah~"

The young man turned over, staggered forward a step, and fell to the ground, but he only had one hand and one foot left, unable to support his balance, and fell heavily to the ground.

He threw himself on the straw mat and cried loudly, but his tongue was cut off, so he couldn't even utter a word.

He looked extremely sad, his eyes were red with tears, and he even vomited blood while crying.

"Waste!"

Seeing the young man vomiting blood, the shorter gray-robed man showed reluctance, while the other gray-robed man kicked the young man to the ground:

"Yuan Duxiu, you deserve to die, but your parents and the child in your mother's belly who died before being born should not be implicated to death by you!"

"Puff~"

Yuan Duxiu was kicked to vomit blood, but he seemed not to notice, crawling towards the straw mat with a miserable smile, and screaming desperately in pain.

"Poor your mother, she has been pregnant for three years, and has suffered so much hardship, but she first endured the pain of losing her husband, and now she has to be implicated by you to kill two people!"

The gray-robed man was still not satisfied, and wanted to kick him again.

"Old Wang, do you really want to kill him?"

The short gray-robed man frowned.

"I really want to kill him."

The gray-robed man surnamed Wang looked at Yuan Duxiu coldly: "The Yuan family is a very good family with a history of a hundred years, but such a disaster happened to be born. Not only has the family fallen into decline in just twenty years, but now it has even ended up with a broken family. This kind of disaster will only make rice expensive if it lives!"

He spoke in a very evil voice, but he did not do it again.

"He doesn't want to either."

The other gray-robed man shook his head.

He said that Yuan Duxiu was an average person, but that was compared with some geniuses. If compared with ordinary people, such as himself.

Then he is a genius!

"Ah~ah~"

Yuan Duxiu seemed unaware and fell on the straw mat. He felt endless pain biting his heart like a poisonous snake, making him wish he could die now.

At this time, he knew why the 'big enemy' wanted to let him go after his martial arts was abolished and one hand and one foot were broken.

He wanted to die in despair and pain.

‘Father, mother and younger brother’

Yuan Duxiu gritted his teeth, and his only remaining hand left a trail of marks on the ground.

He couldn’t tolerate his parents’ corpses being exposed in the wilderness

“Your Yuan family has been kind to me, and I am doing my best by sending you here.”

The gray-robed man surnamed Wang glanced at Yuan Duxiu and turned away.

Yuan Duxiu had offended too many people, and he was taking a huge risk by sending him here. As he said, he was doing his best.

Looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was trembling and digging the soil with one hand, another short gray-robed man also sighed and turned away.

It was not that he was unwilling to help Yuan Duxiu bury his parents, but he really couldn’t. He was not alone, he also had parents and children

Sticky,

Slippery,

Narrow,

Crowded

The moment he woke up from the darkness, the feelings around him surged into his heart like a tide.

At the same time, the state of this body at this time was also captured by him.

This is a small corpse, completely dead, and the already weak soul has dissipated completely, with only a ray of life.

Flowing in from the navel.

Unfortunately, this ray of life is too weak to keep this little baby alive.

Yes, baby

The Daoyitu does not show any text, because this "baby" has no future.

He will not be a rare posthumous child, but a true corpse with two lives.

The mother of this baby wanted to protect her child until the last moment, and the baby himself struggled to survive.

But there are not so many miracles in this world, and he died after all.

Respectable, but a pity

The continuation and respect for life made An Qisheng's heart ripple.

At this time, he had no means to revive.

The moment he descended, An Qisheng had already discovered that this Wanyang Realm was more dangerous than the human world.

Because in the depths of his soul, Dao Yitu appeared like ripples in water, like jumping up and down, like joy. It was the spontaneous joy after redeeming himself.

Yes, the first time he came to Wanyang Realm, he had already sensed the existence of Dao Yitu fragments.

In this world, if there is not the existence of the Dao Yi Diagram Master, or there has been a Dao Yi Diagram Master who died here, in this way, he can sense the danger of this world.

In fact, after experiencing the battle between the will of the human world and the will of heaven, he has a deep fear of the world itself. "Heaven" is really almost omnipotent in his own world.

With thoughts in his heart, An Qisheng felt this body.

God's will flows through every part of the body like water, relaxing the necrotic flesh and blood membrane.

Although this body is somewhat different from that of Xuanxing and humans in the human world, it has been somewhat similar to the human bodies in the floating world for a long time.

But there are only some similarities, and the differences are also completely different.

"This baby has not yet been conceived. It is about six months pregnant on Xuanxing. It has been dead for nine days. It is a bit troublesome."

An Qisheng felt a little troubled.

Different worlds have different rules, and resurrection from the dead is not something that can be done in any world.

This Wan Yang Realm is such a world.

He could vaguely feel the powerful control of this world on the boundary between life and death. This control would not only affect the rebirth of the dead, but perhaps it would also affect longevity.

Or ‘Tianshou’.

In other words, the masters in this world will not live long.

Fortunately, although this baby died, there was still a glimmer of life.

With this glimmer of vitality, it would save him a lot of things. If not, it would be a little troublesome.

"There may be some sequelae, which can only be made up for later."

An Qisheng felt calm.

Having experienced two worlds, although he is not indifferent to his experiences, he will not be disturbed either.

All of flesh and blood.

He didn't care much about old people, children or dead people.

What you gain from practice is not just strength.

Buzz~

An Qisheng's divine intention flowed through this small corpse and captured the ray of life.

Then, birth begins.

Swish, swish, swish~

In the wind-swept night, Yuan Duxiu was alone, dragging his seriously injured body while digging in the cold and stiff grave soil.

Although it was the middle of winter, the weather was also cold. The cemetery was already cold and stiff late at night. It was not an easy task for ordinary people to dig a hole even with tools.

But the cold and stiff grave soil didn't seem to bother him.

His five fingers were sharper than knives. Even though his body was stained with blood and his feet and hands were disabled, he still dug such a small hole.

‘Dad, mother’s unborn little brother’

Yuan Duxiu supported his body with one hand and one foot, pushed the two straw mats wrapped with corpses into the pit, and bowed sadly.

At this moment, his parents' voices and smiles seemed to appear before his eyes.

Dingtian City is the place where the contemporary Emperor Tianding started his career. Although the capital has been moved to ‘Tianjiao City’, it is still considered one of the more prosperous cities in the North.

But because of its special status, no overly powerful forces settled here for fear of violating the taboo of Emperor Tianding.

Therefore, only a small family like the Yuan family can gain a foothold in Dingtian City.

The Yuan family is a very small family, with three or five people in each generation. It is not as good as other big families, but it still has status and wealth in Dingtian City.

It's a pity that the Yuan family, which lasted for more than a hundred years, has been completely destroyed by him.

The mansion was burned to the ground, and all the former servants and servants were killed. The old grandfather was killed in the mansion and burned to ashes together with the mansion.

His parents, his unborn little brother who had never seen any good things, were killed by someone alone and their bodies were exposed in the wilderness.

Such great hatred, such great hatred.

It has become the only support for his survival.

'If I get my revenge, I will come to accompany you. If I can't get my revenge, let me die in Lin Yabai's hands, and our family will be reunited.'

Yuan Duxiu kowtowed nine times. He was alone and no longer afraid of death.

Filled with endless sorrow, he made a lifelong vow to never forget, while pushing the excavated soil with one hand to bury his parents.

rustle~

At this time, a sound of friction between straw mat and sand woke up Yuan Duxiu who was burying his parents.

'who? ’

Yuan Duxiu, who was immersed in hatred and great sadness, suddenly raised his head.

The soil was pushed away and the straw mats were stretched.

His mother's purple belly was trembling at this moment, like a bird about to hatch but unable to catch it.

‘Little, little brother? ’

Yuan Duxiu's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up like a lit torch.

Suddenly I remembered the legendary thing.

According to legend, there are records of pregnant women dying for several days, but the babies were still alive!

'Mother, mother, me, forgive me'

Yuan Duxiu kowtowed heavily, and then carefully placed his deep hands, with nails that were neither long nor short, on his bulging belly after a slight tremble.

Just listen to a 'chi' sound.

Yuan Duxiu's expression suddenly froze on his face, as if he had seen something extremely incredible, and for a moment he even forgot his joy, anger and sorrow.

Under the split belly was a 'baby' that was only about half a foot long.

What if, this is also a baby.

"Ah~~"

Yuan Duxiu's only remaining arm was trembling, and his tongueless mouth uttered short and incomplete syllables.

The 'baby' under the belly had a face like orange peel, a body like rotten wood, white hair and eyebrows, and wrinkles on his forehead.

This, this is not a 'little brother'.

It's clearly a 'grandfather'!

ps: Friendly recommendation of books, it's really troublesome to recommend the big guy's "Lan Ke Qi Yuan", the big guy's book, please give it a try.

I went out for something today, and came back late, and continued to write. Big guys who support books, please open a self-order, don't let the dog be raised to death.