"Yang'er, since you left with Xiaoyao Gongzi that day, I didn't think about tea and dinner with your mother, and then I thought about it, instead of being scared for you in the village every day, it is better to go to this Guantian Pavilion with your mother, although the days may not be as comfortable as before, but I can be with you, and my father and mother don't care about anything. ”

"Yes, my mother is pregnant now, and her body is not very convenient for work, so we will have to count on you in the future, and I won't cause you trouble, right?"

Xiang Yang's eyes are slightly red, although the days away from home are not long, but the longing for his parents has not decreased at all. Seeing that his parents came from thousands of miles to find him, he was even more moved and speechless.

"Father, mother, the son's sect is actually Guantian Pavilion, which is one of the three major forces based on the human world in the legend, at that time, Senior Brother Xiaoyao was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he didn't tell you in detail, in the future, with the protection of his son's division, your second elder's safety son does not have to worry, and your second elder will enjoy happiness in the days to come." ”

The three of them hugged each other tightly, and the woman gently stroked her son's hair as before.

In the sea of sunward qi, pieces of spiritual crystals began to melt, turning into strips of spiritual liquid and colliding on the inner wall of the sea of qi, and after a while, the sea of qi was collided with potholes, and at the same time, the spiritual liquid slowly drifted into spiritual energy and swam in the sea of qi, and was eliminated from the body along the sea of qi.

Xiang Yang's entire right arm became transparent, the aura observed by the naked eye continued to overflow, drops of blood dripped from the corners of Xiang Yang's mouth, his face gradually turned pale, his hands and feet also showed signs of atrophy, and white threads appeared in his long black hair, but Xiang Yang seemed to be unconscious, still tightly closing his eyes.

More and more aura escaped from Xiang Yang's body, and the color became darker and darker, and finally slowly drifted towards the meditation pool.

The time of a stick of incense has passed, and the aura next to the viewing pool has reached the point where it is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, a young man who should have been full of vitality is dull at this time, and the aura that continues to float out from his right arm seems to have taken away the essence of life on his body, and the white silk on his head is draped on his shoulders at will, his shoulders collapsed, and the trick from his right hand is also separated.

The old man in front of him is a candle in the wind, and he may pass away at any time.

Xiang Yang felt a strong sense of sleepiness in his mother's arms, and wanted to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyelids seemed to be hung with a thousand gold weights, but he couldn't open them.

"Yang'er, go to sleep when you're tired, you haven't slept well for a long time, your father and mother are by your side, no one will hurt you, put down your mind and sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up." ”

"Boom"

A golden light shot from the spiritual platform of the Yin Hall, pressing the last piece of spirit crystal that was just about to float to the bottom of the sea of qi, and under the suppression of the golden light, the aura in the sea of qi instantly quieted down, and it floated motionless over the sea of air.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiang Yang's mouth.

Xiang Yang opened his eyes blankly, and his parents who were holding him in his arms turned into afterimages and disappeared.

Xiang Yang gasped for breath, supporting the ground with his hands to keep himself from falling, but as soon as he saw his right hand, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, his hand was sallow in color, his skin and flesh were loose, full of wrinkles, like dead branches, and the blood vessels were as ugly as earthworms, this was his own hand, this was clearly an old man who was about to enter the earth, Xiang Yang couldn't believe it, bit the tip of his tongue, and was sure that it was not the illusion just now.

"Why!!"

Xiang Yang roared angrily, but his voice was hoarse, and he finally sat down weakly.

Why is this happening? I am just practicing normally in the master's sect, why did I become like this in the blink of an eye, let alone protect my parents and protect the human world, and now it is difficult for me to even move my steps.

Xiang Yang was unwilling, struggling to sit up, but after trying a few times, he still fell to the ground, he still did not give up, raised his right hand with difficulty and pinched the trick, looking inwardly at the sea of qi, the sea of qi had already become dilapidated, and the original full aura was now floating a few traces above the sea of air.

Suddenly, Xiang Yang seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he controlled his mind to explore the spiritual platform, I don't know if it was an illusion, Xiang Yang seemed to feel that the fog at the spiritual platform had become lighter, and a golden light was emitted from the depths of the spiritual platform, reaching the sea of qi, he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for the golden light at the spiritual platform just now, he would have suppressed the last piece of spiritual crystal in the sea of qi, and at this time he was only afraid that his spiritual energy would have dried up and he would have died on the spot.

Xiang Yang gently used his spiritual sense to remove the mist beside him, and after a closer look, he found that this golden light forced the fog next to him a little, Xiang Yang's mind moved, and he squeezed his spiritual sense into a filament and probed inward along the gap between the golden light and the mist.

The more you go inside, the greater the pressure Xiang Yang felt, and suddenly a point of light lay across the small paths, and after a slight perception, several fragments appeared in Xiang Yang's mind.

In the picture, the heavens and the earth are constantly collapsing, the creatures on the continent are scattered and wailing, and several strange-looking creatures rise to the sky, flashing dazzling light on their bodies, protecting the creatures behind them, but they didn't last long, the creatures in front of them fell to the ground one after another, and then other creatures took over, and so on.

After a stalemate for an unknown amount of time, the continent under his feet could no longer support it and broke apart one after another.

The picture flashed, and what appeared in Xiang Yang's mind was an old man, Xiang Yang recognized at a glance that this was the ancestor of Guantian Pavilion - Guantian, at this time he was surrounded by several children who were listening to him intently telling some legends, two of which were the most special, one of the children's eyes in addition to the deepest worship and a trace of tenacity, this is the demon who later injured Guantian to death, and another special child had a coldness in his eyes that should not appear at his age, the more Xiang Yang looked at it, the more he felt that this person was familiar, but he couldn't think of who it was for a while.

The picture turned again, it was the devil who attacked Guantian secretly, Guantian died, and the child who seemed to be a little familiar knelt beside Guantian and promised something.

Xiang Yang withdrew from the point of light and continued to lean forward. After a while, another point of light appeared, but this time it was much smaller, Xiang Yang controlled the spiritual sense to enter, and as soon as he entered, he was shocked by the vision and was speechless.

The other Xiang Yang was standing not far away, although his body was much taller than now, he could still see from his appearance that this was him.

At this time, Xiang Yang in the picture floated in the air, facing an infinite dimensional crack, three burly ghost creatures stood in front of him, and the ghost clan people opened their mouths and roared, and they just smiled and shook their heads. Xiang Yang smiled secretly, it turned out that he would be able to have such power in the future, and he was unmoved in the face of the three big men of the different race, but he couldn't hear what his future self said to them now, who could say for sure what happened in the future, and he would know it then.

Just as he was about to withdraw from the clip from the future, two figures appeared behind the three ghost clans, one carrying a bloody figure in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Yang and his future self pinched their right hands at the same time, and their eyes were red, just because those two people with blurred flesh and blood were his parents! Xiang Yang was just about to make a move, and the picture in front of him disappeared, and he was unwilling, so he had to take a quick glance and see that the cuffs of the two figures were embroidered with an emerald green willow leaf.

Xiang Yang's heart was turbulent, and he wanted to go further, but the road ahead had been blocked by fog, and after trying a few times, he still couldn't get through, and he withdrew from the small passage.

Two lines of tears slipped down his face, and he still protected the human world? He couldn't even protect his own parents, so what could he talk about protecting the world? Even if he could kill the person who kidnapped his parents at that time, what about the lives of his parents? Who could protect them? Could he only watch the things he cherished in the future be kneaded by others like this?

No, I want to be stronger, I want to be stronger than anyone else, so strong that no one dares to touch the people I cherish, so strong that whoever dares to do this must be ready to be scattered, I want to change the things of the future, I will break this established cycle by me!

But what can I do now? Whether or not they will survive is unknown, so how can we talk about protection.

"Isn't it a great thing that our son can be born?"

Xiang Yang's eyes became firm, since God chose to break my foundation, I want to start over, who said that spiritual cultivation is to follow the sky, I prefer to act against the sky.

Thinking of this, the right hand was slowly raised, usually a very simple action, but now it is extremely difficult to make, the pinch is completed, the forehead is sweating, Xiang Yang gritted his teeth and persisted, controlling the spread of the seriously damaged spiritual consciousness to the outside of the body, as soon as the spiritual consciousness flew out of the body, it was like a fire in the cold wind at any time at risk of bursting.

Xiang Yang was cautious, and the spiritual sense grabbed a thin aura, and the aura was incorporated into the body after a slight struggle, and the aura was absorbed by the inner wall as soon as it entered the sea of qi, repairing the damaged inner wall.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Yang only felt as if time had stopped, everything was silent, and the whole world was left with himself doing this repetitive action, perceiving, absorbing, perceiving, and absorbing again, he didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that what he saw was still the old self, so he could only repeat it mechanically.

Maybe it's a day, maybe it's a year, or even 10,000 years, pieces of spiritual crystals refill the bottom of the sea of qi, and strips of spiritual liquid seep inward at the inner wall of the sea of qi, and wisps of spiritual energy flutter above the sea of qi, transforming into spiritual liquid at any time to nourish themselves.

Now, the speed of incorporating the aura has long been different from the beginning, the aura next to the spiritual pool is like water entering a sponge, and Xiang Yang's body is this huge sponge, absorbing it continuously, several times Xiang Yang intends to temporarily stop cultivating, but just about to open his eyes, the blurred flesh and blood of his parents will appear in front of him, this picture is like a whip, constantly spurring himself.

Finally, the speed of attracting the spirit into the body slowed down, and Xiang Yang looked inward at the sea of qi, becoming more tenacious than before, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the sea of qi was far greater than before. That's it, I'm afraid there will be no qualitative improvement in reabsorption.

Xiang Yang slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be electric light in his eyes, and the sound of crackling in the void sounded, and he looked at his body, his old body faded, and his young appearance returned, he stood up and clenched his fist, and the thunderstorm startled him.

Raising his eyes and looking, he couldn't help laughing, it turned out that the aura of this spiritual pool was absorbed by himself a lot, and the remaining less than one-third, I don't know if the old man would be angry when he saw it, and walked into the side of the spiritual pool, the pool water was about to bottom, and the pond reflected his own appearance, which looked a lot more mature than when he first came.

Xiang Yang couldn't help touching his face, and suddenly, his hand froze in mid-air, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead.