Chapter 8: Hope
On this day, the entire continent was even more shocked than last time, Ji Wutian, the head of the Ji Mansion, and Situ Lei, the eight-faced exquisite sect leader of the Xiuzhen Great Sect, seriously injured his descendant Ji Zhen's young man turned white, and the prime ministers and sect elders of the rest of the countries, as well as most of the eight-sided exquisite cultivators, all rushed to the Ji country on this day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, Ji Fuzhong, Uncle Shizun, your injury, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown looked at Ji Wutian and Situ Lei, whose upper body was bandaged, and opened his mouth worriedly, and the person who opened his mouth was none other than Ji Hong, the lord of the country.
Ji Yun and Situ Ling stood with tears in their eyes behind Ji Wutian, behind Situ Lei, Ji Zun, Situ Zhangjiao mourned.
There were almost hundreds of old men in the backyard above the courtyard, among them, the prime minister from the Eastern Li Kingdom spoke, Ji Zun, the head of the sect to take care of his body, and the other old man looked at Situ Lei's worried opening, this person is an eight-faced elder.
They all knew about Ji Zhen's matter, and they were all extremely sorry, but they were helpless, and there was a twilight squeak, and the door of one of the luxurious houses in the backyard was pushed.
An old man walked out of it, his face full of helplessness and couldn't help shaking his head, Ji Zun, Situ Zhangjiao This child has a life span of more than ten years for some reason, and the old man is also very famous for the entire continent An alchemist who has traveled around for many years was invited by Ji Hong this time.
More than ten years?Ji Wutian and Situ Lei opened their mouths in unison, their chests continued to rise and fall, and Ji Wutian spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky, and Situ Lei supported Ji Wutian.
And that Situ Ling heard that his child only had a lifespan of more than ten years, and his eyes went dark, Ji Yun hugged him, Ji Yun also trembled, and tears continued to flow out of his eyes.
His son is even more experienced than himself, although Ji Yun can't practice, but his life is still the same, but although Ji Zhen has not been abolished, he can practice but for some reason only has a life span of ten years.
At this moment, everyone in the Ji Mansion was silent, some regretted, some helpless, did the old gentleman really have no solution? At this time, Situ Lei looked sad and slowly spoke.
It is considered to be incomprehensible, the old man of alchemy answered obediently, and Ji Wutian was obedient and unexplained: Mr. is unsolvable?
There are two impossible methods, one is that if this son can cultivate the Triple Heaven and step into the Enlightenment Realm within ten years, it can be solved, and the other is that if the monk can find one and step into the third step of the Transformation Dao Realm, it can also be solved by sending a wisp of natal source spirit to this son.
The old man, who was an alchemist, spoke softly, and as soon as these words came out, the entire Ji Mansion seemed to explode into a pot, and the sound of discussion and exclamation couldn't help but come out.
Even if Ji Zhen's talent is demonic, his comprehension is strong, and his qualifications are high, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate to the realm of enlightenment within ten years!
There are only a few people in the continent of the Dao Realm monks, and each of them has a head and no tail, and they have been in retreat for many years and do not ask about the world.
What's more, after reaching the realm of transforming into the Dao, the natal primordial spirit is far more precious than entering the realm of the Dao, because the primordial spirit after the transformation of the Dao is the key to entering the realm that no one knows about the last three steps of the six steps of cultivation! Not to mention that not even the slightest wisp will be sent, not to mention that you can't find such a monk.
At this time, Situ Lei closed his eyes with a face full of despair, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye, Situ Ling just woke up and lay on Ji Yun's chest and cried bitterly from time to time after hearing this, and Ji Yun's body trembled slightly, his eyes were moist again, and everyone in the courtyard was not talking at this time, and he was suddenly silent.
Ji Wutian also closed his eyes in despair, and the eyes that Ji Wutian had just closed opened suddenly, and turned his head to look at Situ Lei, Situ, do you remember that I once told you that when I was young, there was a person who instructed me to practice for three days.
Situ Lei frowned and shook his head, Ji Wutian opened his mouth when he saw this: Then have you heard of the title of the one-eyed monster monk? As soon as the four words of the one-eyed monster monk came out, the Ji Mansion was like an explosion here, and everyone couldn't help but talk in shock, Ji Zun, what are you talking about is the monk who has reached the realm of transformation in the Tianlei Temple in the Southern Regions a few years ago?
At this time, an old man in the courtyard spoke, his face was full of shock, yes, Ji Wutian responded and looked at Situ Lei and said: I am half of his disciple, if I go to him with traces, I may save him.
You also said the old thing, yes, let alone where you want to go to find him? Situ Lei said softly.
What can I do, or let Ji'er wait for death! I won't give up even if there is a glimmer of hope! Ji Wutian was a little angry after hearing this, old thing, Situ Lei looked at Ji Wutian in a daze when he saw this, and couldn't help but speak.
Three days later, in the early morning, when everything was silent, Ji Zhen sat on the steps of the Jifu compound and looked at the sky, dressed in cotton clothes, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, a cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew his full white hair that had not been tidied since he woke up, at this time he did not have the innocence before, but he was as young as a lonely old man.
He had just woken up from his coma last night, and knowing everything, he had sat all night, looking at his gray hair, motionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Ji'er, Ji Wutian, Situ Lei, and Ji Yun Situ Ling came behind Ji Zhen silently at this time, and Ji Zhen's body just trembled slightly and did not make a sound.
Situ Ling looked at his child and tears continued to flow out again, grandfather, grandfather, your hands, at this time, Ji Zhen still looked at the sky and did not look back and spoke softly.
Don't worry about me and your grandfather, the old doctor has already healed our wounds.
Even if the healing arm is gone, Ji Zhen slowly spoke again, at this time, it felt that he was not a teenager of sixteen or seventeen, hearing this, Ji Wutian and the others stopped talking, and his grandfather and grandfather lost an arm for themselves, although Ji Zhen has not shed tears, but his heart is dripping blood.
Ji Zhen's hands were clenched into fists, and his nails sank into the flesh.
Gradually, the time came to noon, all the disciples and monks in the Ji Mansion were not there, there was silence, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and there were only Ji Wutian and others and the lord of the country Ji Hong in the main hall, Situ Lao'er, don't go, you will take care of it here after I leave.
At this time, Situ Lei, who was speechless, was obedient and stunned, but when he saw Ji Wutian's solemn and sad eyes, he nodded, rest assured! Then Ji Wutian turned his head to look at the lord of the country, Ji Hong, Master Hong'er, I don't know when he will come back, you take care of state affairs well, and your cultivation can not be interrupted, Ji Hong responded softly after hearing this, and his eyes were sad.
Yun'er, Ling'er, you don't need to worry too much, that old monk is very likely to still be in the Southern Regions Tianlei Temple, even if he is not there, even if he finds the old man at the end of the earth, he will not give up until the last moment!
Scar, Situ Ling, who was supported by Ji Yun, looked haggard at this time, looking at Ji Wutian's silent and white-haired Ji Scar, extremely distressed but helpless.
Ji Yun didn't speak, just kept looking at Ji Zhen, and his eyes were moist.
The old east and west south region is nearly a million miles away from here, can you have a trace alone? Situ Lei looked at Ji Wutian, who had become a little old now, and spoke, Don't say a million miles, it is a million miles, and the old man will also go for thousands of miles.
Ji Wutian opened his mouth categorically, Situ Lei was silent after hearing this, don't say anything, it's time to leave Ji Wutian sighed for a while and then spoke, let's go!
After hearing this, Ji Zhen glanced at Ji Yun and Situ Ling, and then looked at Situ Lei without saying a word, turned around and stepped into the void with Ji Wutian, Situ Ling shouted and cried after watching Ji Zhen step on the void, Ji Yun also looked at the two people in the distance, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, although he didn't like to talk, but his love for Ji Zhen was unspeakable.
Situ Lei shook his head and sighed, sadness in his eyes......
At the border of Ji Kingdom, Ji Wutian took Ji Scar to use all his strength to step into the air, shrinking the ground into inches and galloping towards the south, at this time this is no longer ice and snow, the dry ground, and the dry air make people a little breathless.
Gradually, in the evening, Ji Wutian and Ji Zhen stopped in a mountain, Ji Wutian sat cross-legged, Ji Zhen stood in the mountain and looked at the distance without knowing what he was thinking.
Traces now you can feel the aura of this heaven and earth, and your grandfather also preached that you are Xuanjin, have you really changed your mind and do not want to practice, Ji Wutian stood up and looked at Ji Trace, and his eyes were a little moist after saying this.
The mountains were undulating and undulating, and the wind was very strong, blowing up Ji Zhen's full white hair, blowing up the empty sleeves on Ji Wutian's right, Ji Zhen never spoke, and even Ji Zhen and Ji Wutian never opened their mouths all the way.
Seeing this, Ji Wutian didn't ask much but looked at Ji Zhen, his eyes were extremely complicated, there was sadness and helplessness, grandfather, at this time Ji Zhen opened his mouth and said: What is the use of cultivation?
Traces know that for me, my grandfather and grandfather lost their arms, and Traces now dare not look at the eyes of my father and mother, I am afraid that my heart hurts, they are heartbroken, and Traces are even more heartbroken.
Ji Wutian couldn't help but close his eyes after hearing this, Ji Zhen still looked into the distance, and then looked up at the starry sky, and couldn't help but be in a trance, such a starry sky Ji Zhen had never seen before, even if it was snowing at night in Ji Guo, there was no moment of stars.
If it had been placed before, Ji Zhen would have been extremely happy to see this starry sky, but now Ji Zhen did not have a trace of joy, and even looked at the starry sky with a tear flashing in his eyes, but because Ji Zhen raised his head, it did not drip for a long time.
Ji Wutian frowned after hearing this, and then said loudly with anger on his face: It's really unsuccessful, your grandfather and I were injured so much in order to make your cultivation so much, and even lost our arms, although in the end you only have ten years to live, but it is not hopeless.
It's good that you don't want to practice now, do you know what I feel in my heart, ridiculous, ridiculous that the old man and Situ Lao'er lost their arms and only got a person who gave up on himself!