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Outside the East Third Ring Road, a little north of the "National Institute of Second-class Science and Technology", in the most mysterious office.

Qin Yuntian stood in front of the compass mirror image that occupied an entire wall, looking at the deep and vast compass mirror, the devastating star that suddenly flashed out, and after a long time, it gradually converged on the dazzling edge, forming a stable, bright star, which was clearly recognizable in the mirror universe.

"Awake?" Qin Yuntian frowned slightly, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers to calculate, quickly opened his eyes, and sighed softly.

In the world, you can't have it both ways.

Even if he has achieved the body of an immortal in the world like this, while doing his best to stabilize the national fortune and guide the general trend, he can't be distracted from all the things in the world, and with a moment's negligence, Chen Zimo's child actually woke up in one step, and his awakening is different from the cultivation of ordinary warlocks who step by step out of the cultivation, he integrated the upper and lower volumes of the Tongxuan Sutra, comprehended the state of nature, and merged with heaven and earth into one.

This awakening is the best way to win!

Detached from the fortune of the five elements of nature, he is alone in the outside......

Qin Yuntian's heart slowly rose to the killing power, but he was quickly suppressed by himself, and said to himself: "Since you have already chosen to retreat, let go and let the Great Luck lead the rivers and lakes, why meddle again?" ”

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided."

Qin Yuntian smiled and shook his head, secretly blaming himself, he actually had the mentality of making dog skin plasters when he walked the streets and alleys to tell fortunes. After thinking about it again, Qin Yuntian's eyes suddenly widened, and the essence in his eyes flickered: "Perhaps, the first celestial who can touch the Returning to Truth Realm in hundreds of years is not me, but him?!" ”

"Then is there any point in my retreat?"

"Will he be able to help me in the future?"

"One country, two days ......"

……

Outside the door.

Mu Zhongqiu, who came in a hurry, hesitated for a long time, and didn't knock on the door - Qin Yuntian had already clearly retreated, returned to the true realm, and handed over the rise and prosperity of the Qimen rivers and lakes to him Mu Zhongqiu to manage, restrain and guide, so that as soon as someone on the Qimen rivers and lakes jumped into the awakening, he could no longer disturb Qin Yuntian.

Mu Zhongqiu, who had already entered the awakening, confirmed that there were people on the Qimen rivers and lakes who had awakened according to the clear fluctuations coming out of the formation of the dragon vein of the country, but he didn't know who it was.

A master of the Awakening Realm......

Absolutely horrible!

Looking at the entire Qimen rivers and lakes, and even the global magic world, there are only a handful of people who really have the strength to awaken their minds!

Therefore, there is such a sober warlock on the Qimen rivers and lakes, and the official must clearly know his identity in the shortest possible time, and get in touch with him, in addition to persuasion, he must also be warned and deterred.

Even if you wake up, there are things in the world that can and can't be done!

It's never possible that just because you have the realm of awakening, you can act lawlessly, and that will be messed up.

Mu Zhongqiu knew that Qin Yuntian must have already known about this matter, and he could easily deduce who had awakened. But Qin Yuntian, the dean, was in retreat, so Mu Zhongqiu had to find another way to find this person.

It's not difficult, it just takes time and effort.

"Ugh." Mu Zhongqiu shook his head helplessly, turned around and left, thinking that without Dean Qin in control of the overall situation, this burden was too heavy.

……

Chen Ziman seems to have opened his mind suddenly, although his daily life is still as before, he is willing to be a watchdog, often squatting at the door, and does not go to the table when eating, but squats outside the door with a rice bowl to eat, but, he is no longer as before, like an animal, practicing boxing fiercely, purely violently hitting wooden stakes and sandbags, tempering his body, but listening to Chen Zimo's opinion, to carefully observe Bai Qilin's boxing, and imitate his moves little by little, Chen Zimo is beside him to guide him seriously, How to guide the operation of the essence in the body in the meridians, how to open the entrance of the veins, and how to run the Zhoutian.

And Chen Zimo, his legs are really paralyzed.

For this reason, Chen Jin specially asked people to use concrete to fill in the steps at the entrance of the study and wipe them into an inclined plane, and the steps at the entrance of the hall also created a wide and wide inclined plane in the middle to facilitate Chen Zimo's travel.

Even in the toilet, the perimeter of the toilet has been specially widened so that the wheelchair can directly step onto it, and the bottom of the wheelchair seat has a movable board that can be flexibly disassembled, which is convenient for Chen Zimo's daily convenience.

Originally, Chen Jin and Bai Qilin were both very sad and felt sorry for Chen Zimo, for fear that he would be hit, but after a few days, they found that Chen Zimo was not pretending to be calm, it was true, and he didn't care about it, and since that day, he has been much more active than he was before with a taciturn expression, and his often indifferent expression has been replaced by a faint and friendly smile.

He not only rejected Bai Qilin's suggestion to use his internal strength to heal his injuries and meridians, but also rejected his father's advice that he would go to the best hospital for his examination and treatment, and chose to go with the flow with a flat mentality.

Early in the morning, the sky began to rain drippingly.

After breakfast, Chen Zimo asked Chen Ziman to push him to the gatehouse, took some burning paper, two candles, and a handful of incense, and then asked Chen Ziman to help him carry an umbrella, push a wheelchair out of the street, and go west to the village.

Today is Grandpa's sacrifice day.

Chen Jin and Bai Qilin stood at the gate of the street, watching the thin Chen Ziman holding an umbrella in one hand and pushing a wheelchair in the other, walking westward along the cement pavement that had been repaired in late spring.

"You say, is he really going to get better?" Chen Jin asked suddenly.

"It should be fine." Bai Qilin said lightly: "In the past few days, I have been observing Zimo's physical condition, his physique, there have been some extraordinary, essential changes, although I don't understand, how he did it, but it is true, his physique is no longer a normal person......

"Is it good or bad?" Chen Jin's brows furrowed.

"I don't know." Bai Qilin shook his head and said, "Before, his dantian did not gather, and his meridians expanded very well, but he lacked internal strength. And now, he doesn't have a dantian, he doesn't have a gangqi, and he doesn't, meridians! ”

Chen Jin was stunned: "How is it possible?" ”

"That's true!" Bai Qilin smiled bitterly: "But his spirit is much stronger than any of us, and I even feel that he is stronger than you and Gong Yinsheng's mental power!" Therefore, the possibility of his body recovering should be very large, after all, it is a problem with the nerve control center of the brain, and his mind is so strong, he should be able to recover on his own, right? I, believe him. ”

"I also believe it, but I'm worried about ......" Chen Jin showed a rare sad face and muttered softly: "You said that he is no longer a normal person, I am worried that he will marry a daughter-in-law and have children in the future, will it be affected?" ”

Bai Qilin couldn't help but smile, but then he restrained his smile, but he didn't know what to say.

After all, having children and passing on the family is a big problem, Chen Jin's three generations have been passed down alone, and it is Chen Zimo's turn, this is the fourth generation.

Bai Qilin didn't dare to analyze this.

The rain is getting heavier.

Occasionally, villagers sitting downstairs at the door of their own house or a neighbor's house, when they saw the young man under the black umbrella, pushing the wheelchair and the teenager in the wheelchair to the west of the village, they would show a surprised look, and then whispered, Chen Jin's stupid but fierce godson like a wolf really felt sorry for Chen Zimo, look at the umbrella, completely covered Chen Zimo, and even leaned out of the footsteps without any raindrops, but Chen Ziman, but the whole person was almost wet, but he didn't care at all.

At first, Chen Jin's opinion was to let Chen Zimo not go out, and it would not be too late to go out when he was ready, of course, if he couldn't recover in a short time, he couldn't hide it, but ...... He still didn't want the villagers to know.

This is also human nature, after all, the good son suddenly paralyzed his legs and sat in a wheelchair......

In my heart, in my feelings, I can't say it.

But Chen Zimo cares about this completely, as if he didn't think of this aspect at all, and he didn't like to go out before, so he was willing to stay at home, and Chen Zimo, who sat in the study all day, changed his temperament greatly after his legs were paralyzed, and he liked to push a wheelchair out when he was born, and he went around the streets and alleys of the village and the farmland outside the village.

Chen Jin had no choice, and it was not good to tell his son what he thought out of face, so he had to follow Chen Zimo's wishes, but he just told Chen Ziman to follow Chen Zimo at all times to take care of and protect him.

As for the villagers' discussions, or even the inevitable schadenfreude, Chen Jin didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Behind the courtyard in the village, in the half-blocked alley.

Turning the corner and entering the alley, you can see the main entrance of the ancestral hall at the end of the alley, red bricks and green tiles, maroon doorposts, wooden doors, windows, cement steps, and the two wooden doors of the ancestral hall are locked.

At this time, under the eaves of the porch at the door, there was a slightly obese woman squatting in plain clothes, kneeling in front of the main entrance, with her back and feet on the outside of the eaves, so as to leave a wider place on the steps in front of her, which were not wide, so that her back was drenched, and her summer dress was already thin, and she was clinging to her body because she was wet.

She was burning paper money, because the door of the ancestral hall was locked, so she had to burn it outside the door.

It's probably burned out, right?

The woman respectfully retreated to the outside of the eaves, and kowtowed a few times in the wind and rain. Then he got up and went over, picked up the broom he had brought with him, and swept the pile of paper ashes burned at the door to the north corner of the steps, and then swept it into the rain.

At least, the steps more than one meter wide under the eaves of the corridor have been cleaned.

When she swept the paper ash down the steps, the woman noticed that a wheelchair, a black umbrella, and two teenagers appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The woman was stunned, suddenly threw down the broom, walked down the steps to the wheelchair that was slowly walking, fell to her knees in the heavy rain with a pop, knocked her head to the ground, and when she lifted it again, her head and face were covered with rain, her eyes were hazy, her hair was scattered and sticking to her forehead and face, and her image was embarrassed and miserable.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to spit out a word.