I don't know when the soles of my shoes are worn out, and the soles of my feet hurt, and I don't need to look at them to know that I have worn out blood blisters. But it doesn't matter, there's the destination right in front of you.

The majestic mountain gate of the Yunhai Sect is close at hand.

The teenager's irrepressible excitement led to tears.

"The rules of the Yunhai Sect, as long as you can trek through mountains and rivers alone and walk thousands of miles to find the Yunhai Sect, I will accept you as an apprentice." Moyang Zhenren's words, although more than a year has passed, are still in my ears.

Ignoring the pain under his feet, the young man rushed over and saluted the Yunhai disciples stationed outside the mountain gate. "This senior brother, under Chen Zhao, is led by Moyang Zhenren and comes to report."

The two Yunhai disciples glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing. One of them said, "Senior Brother Chen doesn't have to be polite, and follow me into the mountain." ”

Chen Zhao looked at the endless stone steps behind the mountain gate, and tears fell like rain.

He knew that from the moment he stepped into the mountain gate, his fate had changed completely.

Like many people, Chen Zhao has cultivated day and night, studied day and night, experienced too much life and death, and seen too many disputes. Many years later, Chen Zhao stood in the arena of Tianqing Dou, defeated countless young talents, and stood proudly. At that moment, Chen Zhao suddenly became in a trance.

He suddenly couldn't remember what he was doing to serve the Yunhai Sect back then. The way of cultivating the truth, the road is at the foot, where is the end? The master said that the end is to step into the sky and become an immortal. But what about becoming an immortal? And after that?

Chen Zhao always remembered a playmate before Xiuzhen. It was a little fool, and the adults and children in the village always liked to tease that fool. That idiot especially likes to play with mud. He pinched many little people out of mud and filled his dilapidated house. He always liked to say, "I'm going to fill the house with clay figurines." ”

"And then?" Chen Zhao asked him.

He looked at Chen Zhao dumbfounded, and shook his head, "No." ”

Chen Zhao thought for a moment and said, "What if it's full of clay figurines?" What's the point? ”

The fool stared at him and was speechless.

Chen Zhao felt like that fool, filling his life with a bunch of useless clay figures.

Blood Moon said, "Cultivators are fools. ”

Many years have passed, more than 3,000 years. Chen Zhao can't remember the specific number. Now, lying on his humble wooden bed, looking out the window at the snow, he muttered softly, "Not all fools. ”

Looking at Cao Chen, who looked embarrassed, Chen Zhao frowned and said, "Don't go again." ”

"No, that's almost enough." Cao Chen took out a lot of smoked ginger.

Seeing the smoked ginger, Chen Zhao couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, the feeling of burning fire brought by smoked ginger was really uncomfortable. It's just that Chen Zhao has no other choice.

Cao Chen refined the elixir and stuffed it directly into Chen Zhao's mouth, and in a moment, a nosebleed overflowed from Chen Zhao's nostrils.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little nosebleed." Cao Chen couldn't help laughing, "I really can't help it, solve it yourself." ”

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes and closed his eyes, trying to stabilize his restless mood.

For a few days in a row, the effect of the pill was obvious, and Chen Zhao was already able to move freely, and the only not very good side effect was that he often had nosebleeds.

The cold has been removed, and Cao Chen is even busier.

Chen Zhao knew that she was busy trying to find a way to extend her life. But he knew very well in his heart that there would be no good way.

He didn't persuade Cao Chen, and even every time he saw Cao Chen meditating hard and thinking of a way, he felt very happy in his heart. When he has nothing to do, Chen Zhao will cook, wash clothes, and take care of Lingtian. Huang Linghua had already emerged from the snow. The tender green buds look of good quality.

The days of each day, although monotonous, are very fulfilling.

Winter has gone to spring, and Cao Chen's belly is obviously much bigger. Even so, Cao Chen always goes to Niutou Town from time to time. Occasionally, he would bring back some materials to refine some elixirs. It's just that every time, the refined pill will always be discarded by Cao Chen.

An elixir that prolongs life? Throughout the ages, there have been many, but continuing the life force of a super master is different from continuing the life force of a secular mortal. It is not easy for a cultivator like Uncle Liu to continue his life, let alone a master like Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao finally couldn't help it, and persuaded Cao Chen, "You better save it, it's useless." ”

"How do you know if you don't try!"

"I think it's more realistic for you to think about the child's name." Chen Zhao smiled, "I'm dying, I may not be able to survive this spring." Hurry up and pick a name, I won't be blind to the province. ”

"How come, your life force, at least one more year to live."

"yes." Chen Zhao smiled slightly, "If I hadn't done that, I should have lived for another year." ”

Cao Chen was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "In order to sleep with me, is it worth living for one year less?" ”

Chen Zhao knew that Cao Chen had misunderstood, but he didn't bother to explain, and even said with a smile, "Peony flowers die, and it's also romantic to be a ghost." ”

Cao Chen snorted, but after all, he thought about it seriously and said, "What do you call it?" ”

Chen Zhao smiled, "Whatever, or call it hatred." ”

"Away from hate? Away from hate? Cao Chen pursed his lips and said, "Chen Li's hatred? It's hard to hear. ”

Chen Zhao was stunned and laughed dumbly.

Is it unpleasant? Actually, it doesn't matter. No matter what the name is, he will always use his original name. After thinking about it, Chen Zhao said again, "Call Xuan." That's an okay name, right? ”

"Long Xuan's Xuan? If Long Xuan knew that our child had the same name as him, he wouldn't be angry? ”

"No, it won't." Chen Zhao laughed.

"No, I'll think about it again."

Cao Chen felt that he might be a little selective, so he thought of a name, and after a few days, he felt that another name was better. It's been a long time, and it's not even settled.

The belly was getting bigger and bigger, but Cao Chen didn't have any joy, but was very nervous. Having a baby for the first time, of course, can be very stressful. Moreover, she also found that in the past few days, Chen Zhao's life power has been consumed extremely quickly, and it seems that he may really not be able to survive this spring.

There is no way!

Tried too many means, nothing worked.

Cao Chen's heart was in a panic.

Chen Zhao didn't care much about this, and he would still be busy in the spiritual field every day. He didn't let Cao Chen work, saying that he would have a tire gas.

Most of the time, it was Chen Zhao who was busy working in the spiritual field, and Cao Chen stopped with a big belly and sat in a wheelchair to bask in the sun. Calculating that the day of production is getting closer and closer, Cao Chen's mood is getting more and more nervous.

However, what is due will always come.

is not like Cao Chen imagined, it is a scene of "exertion" and sweating screams. As a cultivator, the pain of giving birth to a child can always be endured.

Chen Zhao sat on a stool in the hall, anxiously waiting.

Is everything going well?

Will it fall short?

It wasn't until the child's cry sounded that Chen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister-in-law Ping lifted the door curtain, walked out of the bedroom, looked at Chen Zhao, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Xiao Chen, it's a big fat boy." ”

Chen Zhao responded, got up with a smile, and walked into the room.

Cao Chen was lying on the bed, holding the child, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhao asked.

Cao Chen pouted and said, "It's so ugly." ”

"Uh...... The newborn baby is like this, and it will be good if it grows up. Chen Zhao walked over, took the child from Cao Chen's hand, glanced at it, exhaled heavily, and said, "It's okay......" Return the child to Cao Chen, Chen Zhao sat down on the chair next to him, looked at Cao Chen with a smile, and said, "What's your name?" ”

Cao Chen took the child, shook it gently, reached out to touch the child's little nose, and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, you can say it, you can call it anything." ”

After a while, seeing Chen Zhao answer, Cao Chen raised his head suspiciously and looked at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao looked at her with a smile on his face, motionless.

Cao Chen was stunned for a moment, turned around, carefully pinched the child's face, and said softly, "It's better to listen to you, let's call it hatred." Away from hatred...... Are you still worried that I will hate you? As he spoke, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

Three days later.

Next to the graves of Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, there is a new grave.

The tombstone carved by Lao Li Tou'er, "The tomb of husband Chen Zhao, wife Cao Chen". asked Cao Chen's opinion, Cao Chen just looked at it, tears raining down.