When the old monk was talking with Lin Houwu and Zhang Xusheng, in the carriage hut of the corpse clan, the young man Lin, who had woken up and was unconscious, had been lying on the bed for a long time. The little flamingo, which was sleeping in the hands of the little monk before, woke up for a long time, and was on the sleeping couch in the forest at this time, jumping around, looking naughty.

The young man in a coma kept flashing back to many pictures in his mind, one by one, one by one, one by one, the books he had read, and the past he had experienced again and again... In the gap between the white horses, they all flashed one by one, looking at very familiar things, people, things, but when I think about it, I have a headache, and I can't remember it at all.

At this moment, in the lower abdomen of the young man's chest, the wisp of warm breath that has been born for some hours, in the mode of rushing left and right, groping out a general running week, it seems that the old horse knows the way, accustomed to the running route of the week, is free in the body meridians of the young man's forest, wandering and running, so comfortable.

Before, Lin Li had been focusing on the memories that flashed in his mind from time to time, and at this moment, with the headache splitting and the moment when the memories were unavailable, the warm breath wandering in his chest swayed up along the meridians, and came to Lin Li's splitting mind in one fell swoop. With the arrival of this warm jade-like breath, the mind that was about to explode was instantly calmed down as if it was suddenly frozen, and the memories that emerged before began to slowly become clear, and it was gradually clear to see directly, but it was not enough for Lin to think about it carefully, and the naughty warm breath instantly descended with the meridians, returned to the chest, and continued to wander between the chest and abdomen. I couldn't go into the deep memories in my mind anymore, so I had to slowly feel the strange warm breath in my chest, and keep recalling in my mind, what is this? After a long time, Lin Liao looked carefully at the memories that he could find in his mind, as if he had spread them out, and suddenly four words came to his mind. The four words that appeared in his mind suddenly made Lin Li, who was in a coma, tremble and be stunned.

"It's too much life, it's too life, it's too life, how is it possible?"

The young man in a coma really couldn't have imagined that it would be these four words, and the appearance of these four words was like a thunderbolt that shocked Lin Li and made it difficult to think.

Tai Sheng, these four words are not unfamiliar to Lin, since he woke up before, he has the impression of these four words in his mind, although it is not very clear, but it is enough to understand. Now feeling the wisp of warm breath that seems to be absent in the chest, it is still hard to believe that it will be too lifeless Lin, in addition to being stunned, I am also thinking: After all, this is not like other Dao Qi, Buddha power, demon yuan, spiritual breath and the like, in the Tianyan Realm, with the aura of heaven and earth as the medium, the cultivator incorporates the aura of heaven and earth into his body, as a sign of practice, and then divides them according to different cultivation methods, but in essence, they are just the aura of heaven and earth. Taking the aura of heaven and earth as an example, if we say, "The way of the world, the Tao gives birth to one, the Tao gives birth to one, the second gives birth to two, the second gives birth to three, and the third gives birth to all things", where is the Tao born? If it is said that there is this aura in the world to open the path of cultivation, which is the beginning of the world, what is the origin of that aura? Taiyi is the answer that practitioners have found only after tens of thousands of years and dozens of epochs, Taiyi is the origin, and Taisheng is the beginning of the origin. ”。

After Lin Li woke up before, he found that there were many memories in his mind, and in the memories that still existed in his mind, it was very clear that he could recall that he could not practice before, but now he was inexplicably born a wisp of Taisheng breath, does this mean that he can practice, can he enter the world of cultivators? Thinking of the breath of Fang Cai, feeling the feeling of walking, the young Lin has to admit that there is indeed such a possibility.

And the reason why this possibility is certain is that for Lin Lilai, it all comes from previous memories. After waking up, in the remaining memories in Lin Li's mind, he had a general impression of cultivation, as if a long, long time ago, someone specifically taught him:

The Dao Yan Continent is mainly based on cultivating Dao Qi, this so-called Dao Qi is also the aura of heaven and earth, and when you first enter the realm of cultivation, the threshold of the realm is to lead Dao Qi into the body and get a wisp of heaven and earth aura. Then practice the corresponding methods to strengthen your aura and break through the shackles. And now Lin Li's confusion lies in the fact that he can't practice, which has a very deep picture in the residual memory of his mind. He had tried to practice many times, but in the end he failed, and now the wisp of breath swimming in his chest was like something out of nothing, and the sudden appearance made Lin a little dazed and confused for a while, but also a little caught off guard.

For the source of this life's life, Lin carefully recalled, it seems that there is a not so exact answer, it is related to the familiar figure in the memory - mother, at that time I tried to practice, but I don't know whether it is the limitation of talent, or the natural waste vein, whether it is a treasure of heaven and earth, or a secret book of divine skills, one by one, but can never introduce a trace of aura, after trying all kinds of possibilities, I gave up the path of cultivation, tried other methods, and the impression seems that I later embarked on a so-called road of genealogy,

Gen Lao, a clan, a clan, a country, the person who controls the genealogy, among a clan, a clan and a country, the Gen Lao is a special existence, although he is not the highest cultivation and the strongest ability, but he is definitely the most complete escape skills and the longest lifespan. Whether it is in the sect, the family, or the imperial kingdom, he is the most mysterious existence. Because the old man represents the inheritance of a clan, a clan and a country, he will not show up easily. In the Daoyan Continent, there are such rumors that as long as the old man of the family has not died, the inheritance of the clan can continue, and so can a clan and a country, and if the old man dies, even if there are other clansmen, the inheritance of the clan, the clan, and the country is also lost and incomplete, because the old man, as the foundation of the inheritance and continuation of a clan, retains the secret of the clan, the clan, and the country in his hands. And this is also the embodiment of the special value of the spectrum. In my memory, since I embarked on the road of genealogy, I have been constantly reading books, dabbling in various classics and documents, wild history records, and legends. At the same time, he is also learning other knowledge, such as the puppet pill of the Fu Array, the Qimen Dunjia, and the genus of the Left Dao of the side door. It's a pity that although his talent is not bad in his memory, he has always fallen into the inferior class because he has no aura into his body. The talismans drawn by Lin Li, the array he clothed, and the pills he refined, the level was not very high, and the value was not great, and what made Lin Liao desperate the most was that in addition to not being able to draw qi into his body, it seemed that his other talents were very good, and he was not much better than being handsome and handsome for a while.

Still in a coma, thinking about the forest that has been too lifelong, suddenly felt like he was being poked in the face by something, the forest that had been asleep for a long time, only to realize that his consciousness had returned to itself at this time, and when he tried to raise his eyelids to look out, on his neck, a small flaminge was comfortably touching his small mouth with his paws. Lin Li, who had just woken up, looked carefully and confirmed that it was the little thing in front of him that kept poking him just now.

From time to time, I looked at Lin Li's corpse, and saw that the little flamingo was jumping around for a while, and suddenly jumped to Lin Li, and the little head kept looking, and finally found the familiar face in front of him. So, it came to the neck of Lin Liao step by step, it looked at the familiar face, did not reply to it, so it kept poking his cheek with its small mouth, hoping that someone would accompany it, and suddenly there was a movement in the Lin Liao who felt the poke, and the little guy put away his beak alertly, and used his small claws to modify the beak that had just been busy, pretending to be nothing. Seeing this scene in its entirety, the corpse Qi was envious, if there was such a clever little thing to accompany him, it would definitely be very good.

With Lin Li, who was lying on the couch, woke up, found Qiyi, slapped directly on the little monk's head, threw himself on the little monk who fell asleep in front of the bed, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Lin Li, who had woken up in front of him and was looking at him carefully, said with a look of surprise: "Are you awake? ”

Looking at the happy little monk, and the cold girl who kept floating in the distance to inquire about the eyes, and when he heard the little monk's question, the young man who had just woken up and was still a little tired slowly spoke: "Still... Okay, you.. Be.. ？”

The voice was still hoarse and ugly, but the little monk who didn't care about these things, listened to Lin Li's answer, but said very happily: "My surname is Mu, my name is Muye, and my name is Kongye, you can just call me Kongye, I told you before, and you forgot?"

When he woke up, he didn't have the memory of the name and name of the little monk before, and he didn't ask him how a little monk could keep his name when he had a name. He just nodded slightly, and then looked at Qiyi in the distance.

After seeing Lin Li, the little monk followed Lin Li's floating gaze, and saw him looking at the cold girl corpse Qiyi in the distance, the little monk shrank his bald head, turned his head and whispered to Lin: "Don't pay attention to her, she is the corpse Qiyi of the corpse clan, such a fierce girl, what the grandfather said is right, women are big tigers." ”

Looking at the little monk's serious whispering, the corpse Qiyi, who obviously heard the little monk's whispering in the distance, opened his round eyes and apricot eyes, stared at the little monk fiercely, and looked back at the little monk, and suddenly lay on the couch in fright, and didn't dare to look at the girl again. At this time, Lin suddenly said softly to Qiyi: "Thank you..."

Qiyi, who heard Lin Liao's thanks, didn't speak but bowed his head slightly, indicating that he knew, and walked out alone.

After waiting for the corpse to go out for a long time, Lin Li patted the little monk who was still lying on the bed with his hand and said to him, "She... Gone, no... Quite drifting.. Is it bright? She has this... What a scare. People?"

The speech was still a little incoherent and laborious, but the little monk who didn't care at all said directly to the young man Lin Liao after he understood: "You don't know, my grandfather said that the more beautiful a woman is, the bigger the tiger, the more scary." You haven't seen her sword, and I'm still scared when it stabs it. ”

I don't know what happened to the little monk and the corpse of the corpse clan, Lin looked at the little monk who looked scared and didn't dare to look back, and couldn't help laughing, and kept muttering in his heart: "I don't know what kind of woman the master met, why he has such a big prejudice against women, and scares this little monk who doesn't know the world and hasn't grown up." ”

"Alright, alright, don't go... Provoke her... That's it... Now, she's gone... Help... Get up, we... Get out... Let's go... bar. ”

Lin, whose sentences were still incoherent, said to the little monk who was still on the edge of the bed. The little monk hurriedly got up, and when he saw Lin Liao taking the little flamingo into his arms, he helped him get up and walked outside.