The old man led his servants to search for them in the mountains, and the rugged and complicated mountain road had no effect on their group at all.

From this point of view, there are many secrets of this family.

The old man knew that he could not get the true position through divination, and he could only rely on the throbbing feeling in his heart.

When the two are close to each other, the throbbing in the heart becomes stronger.

It's a very amazing phenomenon, the power of blood connection.

Finally, following the induction in the blood, the old man finally found the unconscious Mingzhen.

"Finally found this kid!" The old man looked at the unconscious Ming Zhen, reached out and touched him in his arms, and touched the jade pendant engraved with the word king.

"That's right! It is this jade pendant, something that has been handed down by our ancestors, the heirloom of our Wang family, and the symbol of our lineage. ”

Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, feeling the special feeling contained in it, the old man nodded, and then glared at the servant next to him and said, "What are you still doing stupidly!" Quickly help the young master up, and then we will go back! Be careful! ”

"Yes!" Hearing the old man's command, several servants carefully picked up Ming Zhen and followed the old man's footsteps back to the Wang family's villa in the mountains.

………………

The group hurried back to the annex.

In an ancient, sandalwood-filled room, the unconscious Mingzhen was placed on a bed, and the old man next to Mingzhen, who was Mingzhen's father in this life, sat on the edge of the bed, his hand on Mingzhen's pulse.

"His pulse was messy, his breath was disordered, his body was unconscious, and he was in a deep coma.

There are blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and the aura in his body is also running around, it seems that the old man's son should be cultivating and going crazy.

Then feed him some Qingxin Pill to calm his mind. ”

So saying, the old man stood up, walked to the side of the black wooden cabinet full of small drawers, opened one of the small drawers, and took out a small porcelain vase from it.

On the surface of the porcelain vase is a note with the words "Qingxin Pill" written on it.

Pulling off the red cork, he poured out a green pill, and a faint fragrance emanated, making people feel a sense of coolness in their brains.

The cork was recorked, the small porcelain bottle was put back in the drawer, and the old man turned back to Mingzhen.

The old man broke Mingzhen's mouth, fed the pill in his palm into Mingzhen's mouth, and then went to the table next to him to pick up a glass of water and fed it to Mingzhen, so that he could take the pill.

Then, the old man waited silently on the side, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect, and at the same time, one of his palms was attached to Mingzhen's chest, regulating the turbulent aura in his body.

"The old man's son's cultivation is still quite high, and he is about to be empty.

The old man was able to form a golden pill with the help of dragon qi cultivation, and he was able to cultivate to the point of imminent void pill with his own efforts, but Yi'er's talent was not wasted. ”

Feeling the quality of the aura in Mingzhen's body, the old man nodded and continued to comb the inside of Mingzhen's body.

After the time of a stick of incense passed, the old man wiped the slight sweat stains on his forehead with his wide sleeves and exhaled: "Okay! The injuries in Yi'er's body have been repaired by me, so it's up to him to recover slowly now. ”

With that, the old man left.

Unfortunately, things did not turn out the way the old man imagined.

For five days, Mingzhen was still in a coma, and he didn't look like he was going to wake up.

The old man, who sensed that something was unusual, came to the room where Mingzhen was again.

The old man checked Mingzhen's pulse, and the pulse was smooth, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"What's going on? Isn't it time to wake up? Could it be that Yi'er's spirit is trapped in some strange dream? ”

The old man pinched his beard, frowned, and looked at Ming Zhen with a serious expression.

The old man put his finger on the center of his eyebrows, and then on the center of Mingzhen's eyebrows, and closed his eyes.

A dazed, frightened emotion appeared in the old man's induction.

"Sure enough?!" The old man opened his eyes, a flash of light, and said in an unsurprising tone.

"It's a calamity! The Dao heart is covered with dust, and the true spirit is ignorant, and you still have to rely on yourself to get rid of it, and outsiders can't help. The old man shook his head helplessly and withdrew his fingers.

Time passed slowly, and after several years, Mingzhen has been in a coma, and there has been no sign of waking up.

The old man looked helplessly, and then left.

After a while, he returned, holding a delicate white jade bottle in his hand.

"That's all I have to do!"

The old man sighed and gave Ming Zhen an ordinary pill in the white jade bottle that was swarthy and could not see the slightest miracle.

After Ming Zhen swallowed the pill, he saw that his body was emitting a faint white jade fluorescence.

Next, there is a scene that shocks the attention of ordinary people.

I only saw that under the effect of the light, Mingzhen's body began to become smaller and younger, and time regressed in his body.

The old man watched from the sidelines, without the slightest strange expression, obviously he had already known the effect of this elixir.

Gradually, after Mingzhen's body shrunk to the appearance of ten years old, it no longer changed, and the glow no longer emitted, and it seemed as if the effect of the pill had been fully exerted.

The old man picked up Ming Zhen, who had become a ten-year-old boy, looked at the Taoist robe on his body that had become ill-fitting, changed his clothes first, and then left together.

When the old man reappeared with Mingzhen in his arms, the two of them were already in a cave full of ice.

The cave that exuded a deep cold air was not dark at all, but very bright, and there was only an ice coffin in it, except for a lot of ice cubes.

The old man put Mingzhen into the ice coffin, then covered the ice coffin lid and sealed it tightly.

"I don't know when you will wake up, Yi'er?" The old man looked at Ming Zhen with an expressionless face in the ice coffin, and said to himself silently: "The bloodline of the Wang family can't be cut off because of this, I still have to think of a way to raise a few more children." ”

As he spoke, the old man turned around and left, and the hole was also sealed by the old man with the Dao method.

………………

In the present world, the real doppelganger of Huanglong, who had just entered a state of meditation, was reminded by the system.

"Warning! Warn! Warn!

The user's body is in danger! ”

Opening his eyes, Huang Long Zhenren asked the system: "System, what's wrong with the ontology?" ”

Because Wang Yi's body fell into a coma, Huanglong's real doppelganger did not synchronize with his memory, so naturally he had no doubts about the system.

Because when Wang Yi is traveling through the fantasy world, the time flow of the two worlds is different, no matter how long it has passed in the fantasy world, only one second has passed in the present world.

But since Wang Yizhu's consciousness fell into the heart tribulation, the time flow rate of the two worlds has changed again at this moment, although the time in this world has not accelerated, but the time flow speed of the fantasy world has slowed down.

"Warning! When the user's body is training in the fantasy world, because the Dao heart is covered with dust and the true spirit is ignorant, it leads to madness, and he is about to be reincarnated! ”

"Is there any solution to that? System! When Huang Long's clone heard this, he was shocked, and he hurriedly asked.

"Ding! Best Solution......"

Regarding the memory synchronization of the clone, it needs to be carried out unilaterally by the ontology, and the doppelganger cannot actively obtain the memory of the ontology.

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