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After some pleasantries, Taslow showed a solemn look on his face, stretched out his hand to signal his grandfather to put Honglibing on the crib, and his aura gradually spread.

With a flash of vision, Tasluo's hands and fingers flew. One after another, mysterious seals, along with the incantations that had been formed in his mouth, continued to manifest, stimulating the floating spiritual energy between heaven and earth to form a six-pointed star that was ten feet tall.

Light formation.

Fourth level light spell - evil spirits retreat!

Not bad, he was able to form a fourth-level spell so quickly. It seems that this Tasluo is probably a senior fifth-level great magician of light.

Hong Libing nodded secretly in his heart and couldn't help but look at the old man Tasluo twice. He felt that he would probably have to rely on him for some time in the future.

Generally speaking, the main function of the light spell to avoid evil spirits is to ward off evil spirits, expel curses, and negative energy. It is definitely not the treatment that a newborn baby should enjoy.

How could this old fellow, Taslow, use such a spell on me? There must be something wrong with it.

As for what the problem was, Hong Libing's first reaction was the blood evil energy that suddenly surged from his mother's body when he was born.

It is estimated that this is the reason for nine out of ten cases.

On the other hand, when they saw Taslow casting a spell, his father, mother and grandfather all looked nervous as if they were facing a powerful enemy. They looked at Honglibing with worry, as if they had forgotten to even breathe.

The level 4 magic is already quite high. If it were turned into an attack, it would probably be able to injure even a Western dragon.

The power of the dazzling golden light was so rich that it illuminated the whole house in a brilliant way, revealing every detail. It was filled with a holy and peaceful atmosphere, and seemed to have the power to purify all evil.

Forming seals with both hands, the huge light power of the evil spirit evasion magic, under the control of Tasluo, the fifth-level great light mage, gradually spread to the whole body of Honglibing. Everywhere it passed, a wave was like soaking in a hot spring.

A warm feeling spread out.

Hong Chuibing was just born, and his still tender and fragile tendons, muscles, and internal organs became full of vitality with the blessing of this light power, and received great benefits.

This is quite an unexpected thing.

But soon, with Tasluo's control, the powerful light power gradually gathered from the limbs and bones of Hongli Bing to the spine, and then slowly moved to Hongli Bing's mind.

In an instant, pulled by the power of light, Hongli Bing's mind was severely traumatized by the burning of his soul, resulting in a chaotic seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness that suddenly swept violently.

At this moment, it was like a barrel filled with gunpowder was ignited, and an unexpected violent reaction broke out.

The power of spiritual consciousness that swept through violently was extremely powerful. Not only did it completely smash the invading light power into pieces, it also stirred up Honglibing's mind, causing a heart-breaking pain like thousands of needles piercing his brain.

But soon, as a blue ray of light shone through the depths of his spiritual consciousness, the severe pain in Hong Libing's mind, like thousands of needles piercing his brain, gradually subsided.

After Honglibing was reborn this time, there were only three treasures left from the past, and there was only one treasure that could emit blue radiant light.

Suddenly, Hongli Bing suddenly understood. It turned out that when he burned his soul and blew himself up to kill the enemy, it was the Azure Star Sword that kept him alive!

Okay, this question is very important, but it would be better to study it when you have time in the future.

Through the eyes of his grandfather and the others, Hong Caibing could vaguely see that he was bleeding from all his orifices, looking miserable as if he was about to die.

Alas, spiritual turmoil is just like this. What's there to make a fuss about? It's so normal. Okay, okay, mother, don't cry. It's such a big deal.

Xianggui thought so, but an uncontrollable feeling of emotion still emerged in Hongli Bing's heart.

"Lord Taslow, I...what happened to my child?" The mother's face was filled with tears, her hands were trembling, and she gently wiped away the blood flowing from the seven orifices of Hongkaibing.

Although my father and grandfather were worried and panicked, they were obviously powerful people who had been in high positions for a long time. Compared to a woman like my mother, they were much calmer.

At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.

Taking a deep breath, the father suppressed the worry in his chest and abdomen, and said in a deep voice: "Master Taslow, I... how is my child?"

Although he had tried his best to calm down, there were still obvious fluctuations in his father's voice as soon as he spoke.

Father's love is boundless!

When it comes to the lives of his children, no father can remain indifferent, even if he has been in a high position that ordinary people cannot imagine.

"Marshal Hong, I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?" Tasluo said in a deep voice, with a very ugly face.

"Okay." Grandpa said solemnly, making the decision for his father.

"Congratulations to Young Master Hongsan for being born with amazing bones. Judging from the current situation, it seems that he has not been harmed by the Witch God's curse." Tasluo cupped his hands.

This is indeed good news, but looking at the expressions of mother, father, grandfather and others, although their expressions are relieved, their worries have not disappeared much. Obviously, the unknown bad news really makes them panic, for fear of hearing something "shocking".

Words such as "Young Master's life will soon be over".

"What about the bad...bad news?" Mother said tremblingly, and her crystal tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Alas..." After a long sigh, Tasluo Shense was depressed and said in a deep voice: "The witch-god curse has entered the brain. I'm afraid that Young Master Hongsan's future sanity, as well as the development of the body's muscles and bones, etc. will be greatly affected.

influence.”

In other words, Hongkaibing will become mentally retarded, or even stunted and deformed in the future.

The bad news is indeed bad enough.

However, Hong Libing snorted disdainfully in his heart and did not take Tasluo's words seriously at all.

What a joke! That Witch God Curse has been destroyed by me a long time ago. How can I talk about whether it has any influence or not? The current situation is basically caused by my spiritual consciousness, and it has nothing to do with the Witch God Curse. Old man, learn art.

Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. It's not a good thing to take things for granted.

However, the father, mother, grandfather and others naturally did not know what Hong Libing was thinking, so when they heard Tasluo say that Hong Libing might become an idiot in the future, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

Her vagina was so heavy that it felt like water was dripping out of her.

"Tasluo, as a fifth-level Great Mage of the Light System, don't you think there is nothing you can do?" Grandpa said in a deep voice. He opened his eyes, and two sharp divine lights burst out, like two sharp knives.

Looking directly at Tasluo, he seemed extremely tough. But Hong Libing was keenly aware that there seemed to be a hint of pleading in it.

"Old Marshal Hong, your Hong family has been a loyal and loyal general for generations, and you have shed your blood for our Yanhong country. In that battle half a year ago, you turned the tide and saved our Yanhong country from life and death. Even for this, Mrs. Hong

She was pregnant for four months and went into battle wearing armor to fight against the southern barbarian wizards, but she was struck by the wizard god

Curse, a narrow escape from death, and Young Master Hongsan is now suffering from it..." Having said this, Tasluo raised his head and looked at his grandfather calmly. "If I can be sure to cure Young Master Hongsan, even if I have to go through fire and water.

No matter what! But... I really can't do anything!"

According to Taslow's explanation, because the Witch God Curse is entrenched in Hongli Bing's mind, the divine power of light is powerless. If he tried hard, he would only end up with his brain exploding to death, or his seven orifices bleeding to death.

Soon after, Taslow, who felt it was too shameful to stay here any longer, left.

Since it cannot be cured, there is nothing we can do.

Although mothers all hope that their children will grow up and be successful, even if they do not, they will still love their children as their darlings.

Compared to his mother's meticulous care, Hong Libing's father and grandfather were no less caring. These two men, who held great power and had many affairs, would go to Hong Libing seven or eight times a day to care for him.

This poor "brainless patient".

"Oh, dear, look, my son is smiling at me." The father said happily. At this time, he was holding Hongkaibing in one hand and stroking his mother's long hair like flames with the other, his face filled with joy.

Showing happiness.

"Yes, our child is so cute, but..." It seemed that the tragic deeds of Hong Libing were remembered again, and the mother felt sad again, looking like she was crying with sadness.

"My dear, don't be so sad." The father showed a smile and said confidently: "Didn't Mr. Tasluo also say that this is only possible? My son, Hong Tachen, will never be a fate.

Overthrown mediocrity! He will definitely overcome the disease and become a new star that attracts the attention of the world!"

After all, he said this, but Hong Libing could see that his father, Hong Tachen, didn't have much confidence himself, so these words were purely comforting.

"By the way, my dear, it's been five days since the baby was born, and he hasn't been named yet?" said his mother, Isana.

"Well...that's true." After hearing this, Hong Tachen lowered his head and began to think deeply.

Ah? What? You want to give me a name? Have you asked me? No! In my previous life, I was called Hong Libing, and in this life I will be called Hong Libing!

Thinking of this, Hong Libing quickly concentrated his energy, and regardless of the pain of thousands of needles stabbing his brain to force his spiritual consciousness, he released his huge seventh-order god-level spiritual consciousness, instantly affecting Hong Tachen's consciousness.

"Well, our baby's name will be Hong Libing." Hong Tachen said in a deep voice, his words were precise and there was an air of no doubt in his words.

After doing all this, Hong Libing quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, and the severe pain in his mind, like thousands of needles piercing his brain, hit him again, and the pain made his little face turn pale.

I originally wanted to ask the confused Hong Tachen why he named Isana Hong Libing. When he saw Hong Libing's face suddenly turned pale and his lips began to bleed, he was suddenly shocked. What the hell?

All forgotten.

In crisis situations, men are indeed more reliable.

Although Hong Tachen was not panicked, he concentrated his energy and slowly poured the thick red fire fighting energy into Hong Libing's body, channeling the boiling energy and blood in his body.

Oh, I forgot to mention that Hong Caibing’s father, Hong Tachen, is the Grand Marshal of the Yanhong Kingdom. He has a fifth-level holy-level fighting spirit, which is quite good. He is one of hundreds of millions of people.

Genius, a being who is like the backbone of Yanhong Kingdom.

Although he looks like a good boy in front of Grandpa Honglibing, in fact, he is a warrior who gallops on the battlefield, kills decisively, and has made great achievements in battle. He is very magnanimous. A single order is enough to make hundreds of people suffer.

Wanxiong's army fought for it and had a very high prestige in the army.

Under Hong Tachen's guidance, Hong Caibing's qi and blood boiling due to the churning of spiritual consciousness was completely suppressed, and his face returned to ruddy color. However, Hong Tachen was completely powerless against the heavy damage to spiritual consciousness.

Already.

Circle him! Judging from the extent of the damage to my spiritual consciousness, it seems that it will take another seven or eight years to fully recover.

Hong Libing, who was aware of his physical condition, was filled with unwillingness. He closed his eyes and went to sleep to regain his consciousness.