Cheng Xiaoxi's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and Qin Rou gradually couldn't bear it anymore, and took a few steps back.

The temperature continued to rise, his skin suddenly turned black and red, and large clouds of white smoke came out of his clothes and hair.

Xiaoxi didn't feel anything of himself, he stood straight, always looking at the mountain, his face expressionless, his eyes unblinking.

......

At this moment, he saw through the clouds and mist, saw the turtle lying on the rock, his eyes met, and his heart was shocked!

"It turned out to be you......" Cheng Xiaoxi exclaimed, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.

As he passed out, the scorching temperature began to slowly drop, his body was still black and red, and the storm that swirled around the two of them gradually subsided.

"Brook, Brook, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

Her son was like her life, Qin Rou was like a madman, she threw herself in front of Xiaoxi, touching Xiaoxi's face and hands with both hands, and crying loudly.

"Cheng Xiuwen, if you don't show up again, I will kill you!"

Women are soft, and mothers are strong!

Qin Rou was anxious and panicked at this time, in such a situation, she obviously had no choice but to pin her hopes on her husband, hoping that his husband could save her son.

Longquan Mountain was quiet and peaceful, his wife's cry came far away, Cheng Xiuwen suddenly looked back at the bottom of the mountain, his heart was in a hurry, he hurriedly poured spiritual power on his legs, and jumped a few feet away, and soon came to the front.

"Look at what's wrong with the creek, the temperature on his body just now was so high that even I couldn't get close to it......," the woman hurriedly told her husband the reason for the incident.

"Don't worry, let me see. ”

At this time, the scene under his feet made Cheng Xiuwen's back cold, and the rocks around the creek's body were as if they had been plowed over, and they all sunk into the ground, forming a circular deep pit with his son as the center.

Cheng Xiuwen secretly sensed, there was still a residual breath of spiritual power in the air here, he pinched it, divided a wisp of spiritual power, and as soon as he touched it, he was instantly swallowed by those residual spiritual powers.

"What a strong cultivation!"

Regardless of the exclamation, Cheng Xiuwen probed his son's forehead, his body temperature had returned to normal, but he didn't see his son wake up, so he untied the water bag again, fed a mouthful of water into his son's mouth, and then ordered, "Untie his clothes." ”

The return of her husband gave Qin Rou a backbone, and she hurriedly went to untie her son's shirt, but unexpectedly, with a slight pull, the clothes turned into dust, and her black and red chest was exposed.

"The body is black and red, and the body temperature is also extremely high, could it be that I have eaten some kind of sacred object by mistake?" But this seems to be a little unreasonable...... Seeing this scene, Cheng Xiuwen is not sure, there are many possibilities in this situation, but for a while I don't know which kind of son my son belongs to.

If a cultivator absorbs rare spiritual objects, this will happen, and the body will be slightly red, and the body temperature will rise or fall, and the difference between before and after will not be too obvious.

He shook his head, his son's condition was so serious, it seemed a little weird.

Is it the infusion of spirits?

If someone with a high level forcibly instills spiritual power into another person's body, it will be similar to the current situation. As long as the amount of spiritual power infused can reach the limit of the human body's endurance, the body temperature will naturally rise sharply, and the complexion will also turn red, and even explode to death......

The reason has never been found, and he does not dare to stay here for a long time, Cheng Xiuwen plans to bring his son home first, and then make plans.

He flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "What a good means!"

The residual spiritual power in the air reminded him that this was definitely done by someone, and the other party's cultivation far surpassed him, and he was afraid that a single finger could wipe him out.

"Just now, this spirit yuan rolled down from the mountain, and it just stopped at the foot of the stream, and then I looked at the mountain and didn't find anything, and then the stream suddenly became like this. Thinking of what happened just now, Qin Rou was afraid for a while, and said hurriedly: "By the way, Xiaoxi said a word before she fainted. ”

She was still kneeling on the ground, clutching her son's hand, and there were tears on her chubby face.

Cheng Xiuwen hurriedly turned to look at his wife.

"What did you say?"

"It turned out to be you. ”

Qin Rou hurriedly repeated the four words that Xiaoxi had just said.

"So it's you?"

I don't have a clue, and now Cheng Xiuwen is even more confused.

Who is this "you"?

Is it the owner of the residual spiritual power?

Why did he do this?

A series of questions arose in Cheng Xiuwen's mind, and he couldn't figure it out.

If Xiaoxi can talk about it like this, he must have seen it, but his son has lived by his side since he was a child, and he and his wife should know more about the things he knows and the people he knows.

So who is it?

"In this case, then we can only know the answer after my son wakes up, I looked at his body, there is no major problem, and he should wake up soon. Obviously, Cheng Xiuwen has no good way, and he can only wait for his son to wake up and ask what is going on.

Looking at the Lingyuan on the ground again, this thing is also a little inexplicable, there is no reason at all, Cheng Xiuwen couldn't think about it, so he said to his wife: "The lord of this Lingyuan should be the Spotted Divine Tiger, this is a real heaven and earth beast, the cultivation is unpredictable and extremely rare, there is a collection in the Lingbao Pavilion of my Rock City, which is regarded as the treasure of the Town Pavilion." This spirit yuan happened to roll down at the foot of the stream, it was by no means simple, it must have another mystery, now I can only take it home and wait for my son to wake up. ”

Qin Rou nodded, and that was the only way.

Carefully helping his son up, Cheng Xiuwen hugged him and walked down the mountain, Qin Rou took the chase and slowly followed behind.

The fog was even thicker in the middle of the mountain, revealing endless weirdness and unpredictability, and on the cliffs, the turtle did not know where it had gone, and only the body of the spotted tiger remained in place. What's even more strange is that the essence blood that it had flowed out before had disappeared, and the mountain stone was clean, without a trace of blood, as if it had been evaporated.

On the way down the mountain, the birds and insects chirped again, and the mountain became more lively, and soon the three of them returned home.

Qin Rou was angry and the spiritual power in her body was restless, and she fainted as soon as she entered the house, Cheng Xiuwen put down his wife's hand, but fortunately it was not a big deal, so he put her in the house to rest.

The spiritual power is restless, the meridians are blocked, and he can only regulate his own pranayama, and he has no way to help, and when his wife's mood stabilizes, he will naturally recover.

After finishing the big one, there was a small one here, and then he went to Liangshang to get a few herbs, fried a small bowl of medicinal soup to replenish qi and rejuvenate the spirit, and fed it to his son.

After probing his son's forehead again, Cheng Xiuwen cautiously walked out of the room, he needed to go back to the room and think about it.

Looking at Xiaoxi again, although he has not yet woken up at this time, his sanity is unhindered, and he has already regained consciousness, but his body is extremely prostration, and he needs to recover from sleep.

He was conscious, so he could hear voices and know that he was lying in his own bed, including when his father fed him medicine......

He couldn't move his whole body, not even his eyelids, as if he had been controlled, and the fact made him feel terrified and uneasy.

Maybe it was the constant struggle of his mind that worked, and he finally opened his eyes in the dark, and what greeted him was the familiar bed, the familiar room, and himself lying on the bed?

A thunderclap rang out, and his mind went blank!

He looked down blankly and saw his body, hands and feet, clearly standing on the edge of the bed.

Having terrible dreams again?

Or is it in the iQue?

Cheng Xiaoxi couldn't react a little, his mouth was wide open, he even forgot to breathe, the one lying on the bed was clearly himself, so how could he stand on the ground at the same time?

Is it split in two?

Or is this the out-of-body spirit that can only be performed by a master of cultivation?

No, I haven't practiced yet......

And at that moment a little light flashed in the room, and then quickly went out, and then another light came up, and then it went out again, and then at three, and then at five, and then at ten, and at a hundred......

Feel it carefully, isn't that point of light the spiritual power you dream of?

Suspicion instantly turned to ecstasy, and Cheng Xiaoxi shifted his gaze, and those points of light kept lit up until they could no longer be counted, until they spread all over the room.

The corners of his mouth were subconsciously curled, and his eyes were straight.

This is spiritual power, right?

Sure enough, it is like a dream, just one glance, it makes people fascinated, and it is no wonder that everyone in the world does not want to practice.