The gray sky is full of clouds, so overwhelming that people can't breathe, and there is a tendency of "black clouds crushing the city to destroy", this kind of scene is rare in this rainy spring season.

The thunder shook three thousand miles, and a spring thunder startled the sleeping dragon, and a sneeze poured the mountain wind and sea rain into the world.

The lightning pierced the sky, turning the young face of the boy pale.

Da Da Da ......

The dense raindrops were like arrows on his face, bringing a trace of pain, but Li Xinghuan stiffened and remained motionless, as if he was completely unconscious.

His face was full of surprise and astonishment, and in his constricted pupils, there seemed to be a light flash of white light, although it was faint, but it gave people a sense of grandeur, as if all the demons and demons were about to retreat in front of him.

And the deepest part of his eyes was a chaotic depth, like the eternal night that could never be dissolved, just like the demon seed in the depths of his eyebrows.

Li Xinghuan's heart was horrified, and the moment he was hit by the white light that rushed out of the tomb, he found that he had completely lost control of his body.

While his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about his current situation, he faintly felt that the white light that had not entered the center of his eyebrows was somewhat familiar, warm and warm.

His mind was racing, and he suddenly remembered that when he was chatting in the past, Gu Xianyun once mentioned that there is a great Confucian who is full of poetry and books, and he often has a breath of Haoran in his chest.

The so-called "heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds...... Yu people say Haoran, Peihu is full of green and dark", or "a little Haoran Qi, fast thousands of miles of wind", this is what he said.

There is no doubt that the white light that rushed out of the tomb was the aura that Lao Huang had cultivated for decades during his lifetime.

And the demon seed on his body is the secret of the "Demon Seed Chapter", which is against each other with this heroic righteousness, water and fire are incompatible, and in the process of worship, I don't know how to stimulate the operation of the demon seed, leaking a trace of breath, which has caused today's changes.

In this regard, Li Xinghuan could only smile bitterly in his heart, Lao Huang, Lao Huang, you really gave me a debut problem!

Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, because he found that in the center of his eyebrows, the aura of Haoran finally became restless after some temptation with the demon seed.

The white light and black gas blurred in his mind, and at the slightest contact, it was like cold water meeting hot oil, and it splashed out in an instant!

Li Xinghuan's brain was empty, he felt like he had been hit in the head by a sledgehammer, his whole mind was roaring, there was a stickiness between his eyes and nose, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Po –

Before Li Xinghuan could come to his senses, there was another soft sound, and the white light and black gas collided again, but the sound of the sky cracking echoed in his mind.

Li Xinghuan couldn't hold back any longer, the fishy feeling in his throat surged, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face became a little bleak.

The demon seed and the white light seemed to have a spirit, and they were finally separated after noticing Li Xinghuan's abnormality at the moment.

As if realizing that he couldn't suppress the other party at all, Bai Guang was helpless, and gradually retreated towards Li Xinghuan's dantian qi sea.

And the demon seed is like a proud king, just "watching" coldly, and there is no other movement.

Li Xinghuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, if the two were allowed to use their minds as a battlefield, under that kind of impact, even if they didn't die, they would be shocked into idiots.

However, he was still too happy, and the moment the white light retreated into the sea of qi, a sudden change occurred!

In the sea of qi, a little blue light rose, like the first ray of clear qi at the beginning of chaos, and like a round of cyan sun, it instantly illuminated his sea of qi.

And every ray of light was a sharp little sword, pierced into his sea of qi, like a thousand knives.

"Ahh

Li Xinghuan screamed, then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

In a trance, he had a strange dream.

He dreamed of a blue light, like a sea of stars, and like a waterfall hanging upside down.

Consciousness rises, rises, rises......

He was amazed to find that this was a sword lotus condensed by blue light, the lotus flower was nine points, and each petal could connect to the sky and reflect the sun.

Li Xinghuan faintly thought of something, and when he was about to think deeply, he was at a loss.

"You, do you understand?"

A slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him, with a little fatigue in the vicissitudes of life, but it was so familiar.

Li Xinghuan was shocked, turned around, and saw an old face full of wrinkles, hidden in a white light, which seemed unreal, but his eyes were as kind as ever.

"Lao Huang, you ......"

Li Xinghuan's heart shook violently, he couldn't believe his eyes, he had too much to say, but he didn't know where to start for a while, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The old man seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled: "You guessed right, you are indeed dreaming now. ”

Li Xinghuan's throat stalked, as if he wanted to say something, but saw the old man wave his hand and said: "My time is running out, you have to remember every word I say next!"

The old man's voice was still hoarse, his face was slightly tired, but his tone was so solemn that there was no doubt.

Li Xinghuan couldn't help but nodded subconsciously.

"Your life is not good!"

However, the old man's first sentence made Li Xinghuan stunned.

This is natural, otherwise how could he come to this world for no reason, and he is an orphan abandoned by his parents, if it weren't for Lao Huang's compassion, he can't guarantee that he will be able to cross again.

"You were born with a disease, and you died young," the old man glanced at Li Xinghuan, and a hint of sigh flashed in his eyes, "I thought that I could suppress it with Haoran Qi and let you live an ordinary life......

Sick? Li Xinghuan was a little puzzled, in addition to being a little thinner since he was a child, he had not even had minor illnesses such as wind cold and brain fever, but he didn't know where to mention the word "disease".

Li Xinghuan looked at the old man with some puzzlement, but found that the old man's gaze had turned to another place, and he couldn't help but follow his line of sight.

"Glaucom...... Sword Lotus ......"

Li Xinghuan muttered to himself, looking at the cyan sword lotus that followed the sky, an electric light crossed his mind, and then he was shocked, as if he had thought of something.

"Glaucom...... This is in my Qi Sea, isn't it?" Li Xing raised his head suddenly, thinking of a lot in his mind, and all the clues seemed to be connected together, "When Gu Xianyun checked my qualifications for me before, he said that my Qi Sea leaked a hole, and I couldn't store half of my Qi Machine, and I couldn't cultivate the Inner Family Exercises......"

He looked straight at the old man, his eyes shining, "So, this thing is the cause of all this, isn't it? including the illness you mentioned?"

The old man turned his head, glanced at Li Xinghuan deeply, and sighed softly.

"It's also because of the abnormal movement of the demon seed that triggered the aura of Haoran that you left behind, so that it was completely revealed, right?" Li Xinghuan hesitated for a moment, but continued to say his guess.

It seemed that he glanced at it casually, but he had already found that the old man's figure was a little illusory, not real, and still fading, Li Xinghuan's heart trembled, but he still tried to calm himself down.

"You guessed it right," said the old man, who suddenly spoke after a short silence, his voice a little gloomy, "but it's all fate!"

Li Xinghuan was silent, and thought a lot at that moment, maybe there really existed something called "fate" in the dark, and only in this way could he explain why he came to this world inexplicably.

Is it really fate?

However, soon, Li Xinghuan shook his head again and said firmly and slowly: "I don't believe in fate. ”

"Oh?" the old man looked at him with some surprise.

Li Xinghuan looked directly into the old man's eyes and said word by word: "The old Huang I know has never been a person who accepts his fate. ”

The old man glanced at Li Xinghuan deeply, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, "Think about it, this is your choice?"

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see?" Li Xinghuan smiled and met the old man's scrutinizing gaze, "Besides, do I have a choice?"

The old man turned his head away and avoided Li Xinghuan's calm gaze, "I can keep you safe for a year at most, and ...... in a year."

Li Xinghuan said calmly: "Will I die?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, but nodded, "Yes." ”

"Also, this question is actually a bit redundant," Li Xinghuan's face was not half panicked, "As long as it is a human, it will die." ”

The old man was a little unbearable, and he stopped talking.

"It's all like this, what else can't be said?" Li Xinghuan said softly.

"Watch out for the demon seed. The old man finally reminded, and at the same time, the original illusory figure faded a little.

Li Xinghuan frowned subconsciously, but still nodded, "Okay." ”

The old man smiled, his eyes were quite complicated, "Go to the southwest, maybe there is a glimmer of life." ”

"I said Lao Huang," Li Xinghuan smiled, but gave people a bitter feeling, "When did you change your career to become a god stick?"

He looked at the old man's figure, which was still blurring, and in the blink of an eye, all the parts below the waist had turned into nothingness.

The old man smiled, as if expecting, as if gratifying, as if encouraging......

"Hey, Lao Huang," Li Xinghuan shouted at the figure that was about to disappear completely, "You haven't told me if there are ghosts and gods in this world!"

The old man smiled, pointed with his remaining right hand at the part of his heart that was about to disappear, and smiled silently.

A gust of wind blew, and the old man's figure disappeared completely.

"Do you have all the conscience?" Li Xinghuan muttered to himself, reading the meaning he wanted to express from the old man's last gesture.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, all light disappeared, and the whole world fell silent.

Bang Bang Bang ......

It was like the sound of raindrops falling on his face, but his face was numb for a while, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Li Xinghuan opened his eyes and found that he could move, so he tentatively moved his hands and feet a few times, and only got up from the muddy ground after a while.

The rain was still falling, but it was already much lighter, and there was a faint smell of blood in my nose, which was not heavy, and I thought that the blood stains on my face had been gradually washed away.

If it weren't for the pain in his brain and lower abdomen from time to time, Li Xinghuan would really think that everything just now was just his hallucination.

His eyes suddenly turned to the tombstone in front of him, Li Xinghuan sighed lightly, and said: "No matter what you want me to carry, no matter what your identity is, I will definitely do what I promised you, and I should give you back your life......

He paused and continued, "One life for another, that's fair. ”

After saying a word, Li Xinghuan found that his thoughts seemed to be a lot more accessible.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, there was a noise behind him, the sound of leather boots on the waterlogged ground.

"Boy, did you see anything strange?"

Before Li Xinghuan turned around, he heard a rough and rude voice ringing in his ears, and his brows suddenly furrowed.