In the study, a little boy is holding a book, and he is working hard, and the intoxicating fragrance of bamboo drives away all tiredness.

The door opened, and the dignified and beautiful woman in the long skirt, holding a plate of fresh peaches and plums, quietly walked in, looking at the little boy who was studying hard, and her loving smile was like a flower.

"Reading is a hard point, but isn't it a lot of benefit?" the woman's jade voice is tactful, and the ice is clear and jade.

The little boy put down the bamboo slip and looked at the woman who was as angry as a lan, "Mother, is the hall outside the palace the emperor's palace?"

"You want to be the emperor?" the woman's eyebrows raised slightly.

The little boy shook his head, "I want to be free!"

"It's free, it won't agree!" The woman smiled, like a spring breeze, gently brushing the blue waves, patting the left breast of the little boy.

"Mother, if you have a heart, you won't be free?" the little boy was puzzled.

The woman nodded slightly, "People with a heart will not be free!"

"Mother, I'm free now, but I'm a caring person!"

"Oh, is it?" the woman feigned surprise.

The little boy bit his lip and nodded at her, his expression very determined.

The woman sighed, and her delicate hand touched his head, "It's true, under your freedom, someone is willing to sacrifice their lives and cut through thorns and thorns for you!"

"Who are they?"

"We are not on the same plane as them!" the woman prompted.

The little boy was silent, furrowed his brows, and fell into deep thought.

"Mother, I'm going to save them, I don't want to be free anymore!"

"Alas, the moon has a surplus and a deficit, people have a clutch, and the heavens and the earth are generally sad!" The woman's words were meaningful.

As she spoke, she rolled up her long sleeves and revealed her slender arms, "I've had a terrible headache these days, you can save me first!"

Obviously, the woman's actions were to test his medical skills.

The little boy hesitated for a while, calmed down, pressed his fingertips on the woman's wrist, and a wisp of aura traveled along the veins.

In the meridians, sometimes virtual and real, sometimes cold and hot, it can be described as chaotic, the woman showed kindness on her face, and looked at the little boy with a smile.

Seeing that he closed his eyes slightly, the aura was diverted in the meridians, sometimes making up for the void, attacking when it was real, sometimes it was warm when it was cold, and clear when it was hot.

The pulse is changing frequently, the pulse is up and down, and the little boy understands in his heart that his mother is fighting with himself.

"Speak up!" the woman reminded suddenly.

"Floating and powerless, false fire, floating and yang!" said the little boy, and the woman smiled but did not respond.

"Heavy and powerful, for accumulation, sinking and late! floating and powerful, wind cold, heavy and weak, then angry!" the woman nodded slightly.

At this time, the little boy frowned, no longer so calm, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the woman in surprise.

"Mother, don't scare me, six or seven is an emergency, and eighty or ninety is the period of death!"

He saw his mother smiling and silent, almost all the aura was adjusted and injected into his mother's meridians.

Wisps of spiritual energy are quickly diverted to the meridians, liver, kidney, and spleen, and are diagnosed and treated at the same time.

In this comprehensive diagnosis and treatment process, the little boy once again diverted his aura and wanted to gather the meridians and meridians.

"The door of life is recovering from evil, yin and yang are fixed, not only know the pulse, but also know the numerology, and the one who returns to the yin is the will of heaven, not to be cured, not to be treated, not to be treated!" the woman said three times in a row.

At this time, the woman smiled with relief, but the little boy cried, the woman's voice and smile slowly faded, and even her wrist began to melt, and the little boy's heart was dripping blood.

"Mom, don't leave me, I prayed every day in my last life, hoping to have a mother in this life, but you still have to leave me ruthlessly!" the little boy begged.

"Child, trust me, you're going to see your mother!" the woman choked up.

"You are my mother, please don't go, I admit that I lied to you, I drank that glass of wine and got dizzy, and I pulled it out, just swallowed a little bit, with some memories of my past life, mom, I was wrong, you stay and punish your son!"

"Alas, silly boy, I know all this, although I am not your mother, but I am better than your mother, you and I are related by blood, how can I be willing to punish you!"

"Mother, you are comforting me, and I want you to punish me, as long as you can stay!" the little boy continued to plead.

"Silly boy, go back quickly! Otherwise, you will lose more, that glass of wine is yin and yang wine, drink it for yin, drink it for yang, it can help you heal yin and yang, why worry about not seeing your mother!"

"Really?" the little boy instantly turned from sadness to joy, and bubbles were blowing out of his nose.

"Child, time is running out, since you vomited the wine when you came, remember to walk back and forth in front of the dragon case, drink two glasses of wine, and return to the world the same way!"

"Okay, Mom, don't lie to me!" After the little boy finished speaking, he kissed the dissipated shadow, pulled his legs and ran towards the main hall.

Behind him, a faint shadow dissipated, "Child, follow the will of heaven, drink two glasses of wine, leave what you should remember, and erase ...... what you should forget."

The little boy walked to the dragon case, and sure enough, there was a glass of sake in the wine lord, and it seems that his mother did not lie to herself.

He hesitated for a moment, picked up the wine from the direction he entered, and drank it all, feeling dizzy and his eyelids heavy.

That's right, it feels right, when I was drowsy, I quickly changed my position and picked up the wine, and found that I was wearing a small belly pocket again.

Who am I, where am I, and why am I suddenly hungry.

Huh, how can there be milk in this cup, the little baby holds the wine jue in both hands, and drinks it with a crunch, a coo.

After two burps in a row, I looked at the cup and couldn't get enough of it, so I picked up the wine lord and wanted to drink it all.

However, no matter how much he messed up, he just couldn't drink the remaining lotion, but he felt like he was burping.

"What the hell, drinking milk is also up?"

The baby babbled, with its two little legs cocked, lying on the dragon case and falling asleep.

In the cave, Yue Lin held the sarcophagus in his hand and slowly opened his eyes, which was pitch black.

"Why are you still asleep? This is a disease, and it needs to be cured!" Yue Lin muttered as he wiped his mouth.

Thinking of the last time he was in a lazi, he shed Qin Fanqing's face, and Yue Lin was very embarrassed.

"Huh, my hand?" Yue Lin hesitated, realizing that his hand had detached from the sarcophagus.

At this time, the sarcophagus was completely immersed in the black curtain, without a trace of active spiritual breath, Yue Lin was very surprised, could it be that he was completely devoured by the blood spirit?

After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to probe the sarcophagus to see if it was really what it seemed.

The dantian is running, and the aura instantly enters the sarcophagus, moving from the heart and doing whatever you want.

Exploring the texture of the sarcophagus, Yue Lin's mind began to appear with many meridian pictures and many written records.

Even, there was a tactful teaching of Yuyin in his ears, and the soft voice felt more cordial, and the picture felt more familiar.

"Truthfulness, meridian qi, yin and yang are fixed!" Yue Lin said silently.

In an instant, inspiration was born and the heart merged, and the mind and body were washed with clarity.

The sitting body teleported backwards, a dozen steps away from the sarcophagus, like an illusion in the blink of an eye.

The dantian spirit is really volatilized, gathering the qi of the meridians, participating in the innate yin and yang, combining the refined cultivation of the three elements, and one finger of the true qi to determine the samadhi.

Yue Lin Xuan's finger flicked, and a samadhi true qi was unstoppable, bursting through the sarcophagus and hitting the rock wall, falling down the broken cave rock.

The Xuanzhen of Samadhi's qi, the great momentum, and the strength of the foot, made Yue Lin instantly stunned, unbelievable, this true qi actually came from himself.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Why did you smash the sarcophagus? This, this ......" Yue Lin, who had come to his senses, was very disappointed at his big retrograde behavior.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the dantian mobilized the blood-colored aura, wanting to use the blood-colored aura to see what was in the coffin.

In an instant, blood-colored aura gushed out, spreading rapidly throughout the body along the meridians.

On the stone platform, a strong blood-colored body appeared, the whole body exuded fiery red blood aura, and the powerful muscles bulged high, like a fierce fire giant.

The blood-colored body slowly turned around, the resolute face was full of vitality, and a young blood spirit body was born, and he looked at the broken sarcophagus, which was empty.

"Senior, you gave me all your hard work, you are free!"

The young blood spirit wept and knelt on the stone platform, prostrating three times towards the sarcophagus.

Despite licking the calf's deep dreams and drinking sake erased from memory, the spirit remains and lives together.

Yue Lin picked up a small fragment, it was the broken stone chips of the sarcophagus, he wanted to take it away and keep it as a thought, and store it in the golden heart box hanging on his chest.

The fragments of the sarcophagus allowed him to solve a mystery, and the texture of the stele and the fragments of the sarcophagus were the same.

After Yue Lin's combing, the activity of the sarcophagus texture was exhausted, and the broken pieces were the origin of the stele.

According to this reasoning, there is no doubt that the origin of the stele was taken from another broken sarcophagus.

Yue Lin stood up and looked at the broken sarcophagus, although he was a little reluctant, he still had to leave in the end.

Looking at his fiery body, he could see the red eyes of the cave, which was grateful for the nurturing of his predecessors.

"My predecessors gave me sunshine, and I can't be so bright that I can't be dazzling, I have to learn to keep a low profile!"

Yue Lin muttered to himself as he walked towards the stone platform, the fiery red on his body dimmed.

"Where are you going to get out from?" Yue Lin looked around, scratching his ears and cheeks to find a way out.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor under the tall stone platform, accompanied by the abnormal sound of knocking and beating, Yue Lin hurriedly flashed back a few steps, looking for the source of the abnormal sound.

That's right, the abnormal sound comes from the bottom of the stone platform, is it suspended under the stone platform?

Yue Lin lightly touched the platform, and a wisp of spiritual energy seeped into the stone platform, and as he expected, there was really a small space below.

The wisp of aura that wandered away, when it was about to turn back, was swallowed by a force.

Yue Lin's heart sank, what was this abnormal power? he was so sensitive to aura, and even full of greed.

Due to the long distance of the output, Yue Lin did not entangle with it, and now the key problem is to find a way to get out.

The restless Yue Lin tossed in the cave for a long time, but he didn't find a way out, and the blood and spiritual breath emanating from his body were even stronger due to emotional fluctuations.

Thinking of Qin Fanqing and the three of them, they must have been waiting outside in a hurry, perhaps, they thought that they had already hung up.

Yue Lin felt a lot in his heart, and in the end, he chose to return the same way.

Looking at the entrance of the cave above half of the wall, the sparse river water seeped out, and the flame-like body was vigorous, jumping into the swirling river at the entrance of the cave.

The body of the blood spirit, like a fiery dragon, passed through the turbulent whirlpool, rushed straight up the river, and broke the waves.

Under the river cliff, the waves crashed against the reef, splashing more than one person high.

On the reef under the cliff, Qin Fanqing curled up, holding his bleeding arm, clinging to the cliff wall, and the cold tide gradually rose again.

Looking at the turbulent river, Qin Fanqing's face was expressionless, behind her was a slippery cliff, surrounded by river water on three sides, and there was no way back.

The surrounding waters stirred up ripples, Qin Fanqing knew that they were coming again, the broken arm was already unconscious, and with difficulty supporting his body with one arm, he stood up from the reef.

"Boom ......" waves splashed.

A black largemouth catfish, with a mouth half a meter wide, swung its body and rushed onto the reef, only half an arm away from Qin Fanqing.

The giant tail of the largemouth catfish slapped violently against the water, trying to push its body up the reef, and the distance was narrowed again.

Qin Fanqing leaned against the cliff, in order to save her life, this was the only thing she could do.

However, those mutated largemouth catfish, as if they knew the time of high tide, would cruise around the reef every once in a while, launching a surprise attack on the injured Qin Fanqing.

The extent of the reef outcropping is gradually shrinking, and the big-headed catfish cruising around it are constantly rushing up the reef.

The huge fishtail slapped against the surface of the river, setting off heavy waves, almost rushing Qin Fanqing into the river several times, losing blood and physical exhaustion, as well as soaking in the cold river water, causing his body to begin to collapse.

The swell resumed rhythmic lapping on the shore, and the swaying Qin Fanqing slowly squatted down against the cliff, the harsh living environment was beyond the limit of her body.

Qin Fanqing couldn't hold on, she missed Wu's mother, her parents, and her friends.

"I may have to leave, don't worry about it, there is Yue Lin over there, I have a lot to say to him......"

Before Qin Fanqing's words were finished, his collapsed body struggled for a while, and the only remaining trace of consciousness, with all the last remaining strength, slowly collapsed.

The waves crashed on the shore again and again, washing away the scarred body, and the handsome eyes lost the brilliance of the past, leaving only the unruly stubbornness.

In the early morning sky, it rained lightly, the river breeze was sad, and the waves were whimpering.

"Whoa......

A few largemouth catfish, scrambling to slap their giant tails and open their mouths, scurryed onto the reef that was about to be submerged.