Chapter 3: The Divine Seal

The dragon yuan is a sacred relic left by the ancestors of the Tumen family, and is enshrined on the shrine by the Tumen people in order to bring prosperity to the family.

Hearing that Long Yuan was stolen, Tumenlev immediately panicked, and hurried to a lobby with a large group of people, only to see that the Long Yuan originally enshrined on the shrine in the middle of the lobby had disappeared.

"Quickly split up and investigate thoroughly, and see who it is? I, Tumenlev, must have his body broken into ten thousand pieces! In addition, quickly go and ask the head of the retreat to take charge of the overall situation......"

"Yes!" the crowd replied in unison, and then quickly dispersed.

This hall was originally specially guarded by Tumenlev, and it was rarely visited, and the family compound was heavily guarded, so it was almost impossible to steal Long Yuan.

Less than half an hour after Tumenlev left, someone came to steal the treasure, could it be that he fell for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain?

At this moment, the Tumen family was panicking because of the theft of the dragon yuan, and the Fang family was busy treating the seriously injured Fang Yuan.

Looking at Fang Yuan, who was like a gossamer, he was already on the verge of death, and his father Fang Yongtu was using his powerful qigong to heal his son's injuries.

After a night of careful treatment, Fang Yongtu finally pulled his son Fang Yuan back from the Ghost Gate.

In the evening of the next day, Fang Yuan came to the street alone.

"Jiang Lingyan, I must find you......" In the bustling crowd, Fang Yuan searched for the target.

Fang Yuan walked into a small alley and overheard someone talking and laughing.

"Cousin, thanks to the help of that silly boy, we have managed to accomplish great things...... a man said proudly.

"yes, we really couldn't have done it without his help. Another female voice picked up.

"People are stupid, infatuated, and easy to do...... Haha......" the man said smugly.

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Fang Yuan greeted him and found that one of them turned out to be Jiang Lingyan, so he jokingly said, "Who said it wasn't?

When Jiang Lingyan found that it was Fang Yuan who was coming towards him, his face was full of surprise, and he hurriedly asked, "Fang Yuan, why is it so coincidental?"

"Haha...... What a coincidence...... What did you promise me?" Fang Yuan asked bluntly and with some displeasure.

"Silly boy, don't be delusional, my cousin and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, how can you fall in love with you, a waste who was crippled by Tumenlev?" the man next to Jiang Lingyan sneered.

This man is in his prime for two years, and he is also handsome. In comparison, Fang Yuan seemed a little more young.

However, these did not dampen Fang Yuan's confidence.

"I want to hear you say......" Fang Yuan ignored the man's ridicule, and continued to ask, "Ling Yan...... Is this true?"

"I ......" Jiang Lingyan was speechless for a while, looking at Fang Yuan's determined eyes, she had to nod lightly.

"I see......" Fang Yuan seemed to understand everything.

When he was recuperating at home, Fang Yuan also heard some rumors that because he challenged Tumenlev, the dragon yuan of the Tumen family was stolen, which made the hatred between the Fang family and the Tumen family on the table. Of course, this must have something to do with Jiang Lingyan.

Jiang Lingyan, who didn't want to entangle with Fang Yuan too much, said lightly: "I'm leaving now...... Take care of yourself......"

"Let's go?" Fang Yuan's heart was like a knife, and his hot heart suddenly became cold. At this moment, he barely had the courage to ask any more.

"Don't get out of the way yet!" the man shouted, pushing Fang Yuan to the ground.

Fang Yuan, who felt extremely humiliated, was lucky and ready to give the other party a heavy blow, but unfortunately he couldn't condense a trace of strength in his body, and finally had to watch the man swagger away with his beloved......

This is an unforgettable humiliation, and this is also a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, so Fang Yuan didn't even have the courage to get up, and fainted on the spot.

At this time, the Fang family's escort team finally arrived and carried Fang Yuan back.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, the sky was thundering, and there was a storm, and Fang Yuan, who had nothing to love, came to the bottom of a big tree in the mountain behind the family, ready to use an extreme way - lightning and thunder to achieve his last moment of light.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, Fang Yuan shouted hysterically to the sky: "Why? Why ......?"

"Oh my God...... What did we do wrong? Why are you doing this to me......

The pearl-like raindrops hit Fang Yuan's face looking up at the sky, and it was extremely cold. Was this a ruthless wake-up call, or a heavy mockery, which made Fang Yuan lose his reason and the courage to continue living.

Fang Yuan felt that he was not only stupid, but also infatuated, and Jiang Lingyan, who was in love with wishful thinking, only confessed to himself a sentence of "promise by body", which can actually be true.

Of course, the power of the promise of "making a promise by example" is so great that Fang Yuan can't resist it, and he can do whatever it takes.

For the sake of this promise, Mo said that he was going to challenge the authority of the great elder of the Tumen family, even if he was to challenge the head of the Tumen family, Fang Yuan would not hesitate to die.

In Fang Yuan's opinion, all his efforts were actually to let Jiang Lingyan fulfill his promise, and all the details in the middle were completely negligible: including being disabled or even dying in battle, there was nothing to say.

However, the final result was so cruel - Jiang Lingyan admitted in front of herself that the person she liked was actually her cousin!?

Putting such a result into the theft of the treasure dragon yuan of Fang Yuan's challenge to Tumenlev and the Tumen family, it seems that there is something that has to be doubted.

In this way, Jiang Lingyan's "personal promise" is a trap.

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It's a pity that there is no regret medicine to take in this world, and it is impossible to start all over again, because of his recklessness, the serious consequences caused by him have brought irreparable losses to his family and father.

Fang Yuan's two eyes were overflowing with tears, a blur, and in the dark night, he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, and one staggered to his knees in the mud.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's heart had already fallen to the infinite abyss, and the cultivation blood that had once been in his heart had also dropped to the freezing point.

"O earth...... If you want to blame it, blame me for being young and crazy, and I don't know how to cherish myself...... I killed myself, I deserved it, I deserved it...... If lightning can bring me future lives, I will definitely cherish it and practice well......"

As soon as the words fell, another wave of lightning and thunder appeared. Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, slowly got up from the mud, stood very close to the thick tree trunk, and raised his right hand, waiting to catch the lightning.

As we all know, on thunder and rainy days, you should stay away from under the big trees to prevent being struck by lightning. Fang Yuan's actions were tantamount to suicide. The lightning was fleeting, and Fang Yuan's face that looked at death as if it were home, in addition to being a little hideous, also had that bleak smile, which disappeared into the night like a flash in the pan.

Bang!

Another earth-shattering thunder exploded from the sky, slashing through the trees. When the thunder entered his ears, a powerful electric light had already shot from the top of the tree into Fang Yuan's body, and suddenly the whole body was burned with a scorched smell......

Along with the lightning entering Fang Yuan's body, there was also an illusory shadow, which was a person not a person, a thing but not a thing, it quickly changed from large to small, and finally condensed into a square inch size Yin Yang aura, which drilled into Fang Yuan's right hand palm in a light-light and fast way, and embedded it in the blink of an eye, merging with flesh and blood.

This process may seem simple, but it is full of magic. It has to be said that it is a miracle that something outside the sky enters the human body through a bolt of lightning.

Fang Yuan felt his brain explode with a buzz, and a sharp pain that he had never experienced before burrowed into it, like the bite of ten thousand insects, quickly spread all over his body, and then the whole person fell in the whirlwind, lying quietly in the mud, as indistinguishable as a dead corpse.

Death is an art, and the death of a practitioner is equal to the rebirth of the art of practice. Fang Yuan hoped that through this extreme way, he would achieve the last moment of light he left in this world.

In this world where cultivation is prevalent, Fang Yuan's way of choosing is indeed different. Ants are still stealing life, not to mention people, and it is not easy to practice, but it should be cultivated and cherished.

Perhaps, Fang Yuan's initiative will not leave a moment of light for this world, it is just his own wishful thinking.

Strange to say, since that super lightning knocked down Fang Yuan, and the yin and yang aura was imprinted on the right heart of his hand, the lightning and thunder in the sky quickly stopped, and the heavy rain also stopped.

At this moment, the night seemed extraordinarily quiet and terrifying.

Under the big tree, Fang Yuan's stiff body was still lying quietly in the mud. No one cared about the passing of this life, except for Fang Yuan's father, and no one cared about Fang Yuan's ending of his existence in this way, except for Fang Yuan himself.

After about half a burnt of incense, a miracle was finally born: a burning and stinging sensation was transmitted from Fang Yuan's right palm to the almost cracked brain through the nerves, and it hardly pulled Fang Yuan, who had stepped into the ghost gate, back.

"Ah......" After being awakened by the severe pain, Fang Yuan shouted and sat up reflexively.

"What's wrong with me...... Am I dead...... Or ......" Fang Yuan said to himself, feeling the pain in his body in confusion, smelling the burnt smell wafting from his body, feeling that it was a bit incredible.

“...... Oh...... I'm not dead......" After regaining full consciousness, Fang Yuan was sure that the dangerous act of directing the lightning just now had not achieved his last moment of light—he was still sitting alive on the muddy floor.

Feeling the burning pain in the palm of his right hand, Fang Yuan could vaguely see a flickering yin and yang aura, and in the middle of the aura there was actually a small golden figure. This golden figure, small and delicate, with its eyes closed, meditates cross-legged, and seems to be sleeping.

"What is this? Could it be something flying from the sky?" Seeing the yin and yang aura imprinted in the palm of his right hand, Fang Yuan raised his right hand and waved it vigorously, and also picked out the yin and yang aura with his left hand, but there was no reaction.

This yin and yang aura and the little golden figure were actually just phantoms, but they were indeed embedded in Fang Yuan's palm.

As the bright light of the yin and yang aura gradually dimmed, the pain in the palm of Fang Yuan's right hand also lessened, and it quickly returned to its original state, with no scars or burn marks. It's as if this yin and yang aura has never appeared.

In fact, this was a broken divine imprint, flying from outside the sky to find the Lord, but Fang Yuan's current cultivation was too shallow to understand the deep mystery at all.