An autumn rain during the day swept away the dust in the air, and I only felt refreshed after taking a full breath. At night, there was not a single cloud in the blue-purple satin sky, and the moon was bright and the stars were scarce. The sun is clear and clear, like a quiet spring.

In the city of Shengjing, a hidden mansion. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary wealthy family. The neighbors on the left only knew that there was a wealthy businessman living in this house, but the owner of the house and the people in it were low-key. Nuoda's house has been deserted.

Few people know that this is the mansion of Yun Feibai, the richest businessman in Shengjing.

In an inconspicuous courtyard in Yunfu, there is a very old sycamore tree in the courtyard. The leaves on the sycamore have turned yellow, and there are many falls on the ground.

"There are a lot of fallen leaves in one night, and then I have to worry about sweeping for half a day."

Luo Shen's boy muttered quietly as he walked. The boy holds a bamboo tray with hot soup and milky white steam. The rustling sound of the fallen leaves under your feet is not slow at all. When I got to the door, I asked softly.

"Sect Master, Armin is in?"

A light cough came from inside: "Hmm... Come in..."

Ah Ming slammed his arm against the curtain of the door, and his vision in the room dimmed, but he got used to it for a while. When he saw things, it was only for a moment, and he only saw the Ghost Lotus Sect Master sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

Ah Ming knew that the sect master was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind. In the past few days, in order to be able to sense more heavenly opportunities, I have been sleepless for several nights, and I don't know how my body can endure it.

Ah Ming lightly put the tray on the table, and saw that the sect master was motionless, if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, he thought that the sect master was lifeless.

Scooping the hot soup from the pot into the small bowl, he looked up at the sect master again. I was wondering if I should ask the sect master to come over and drink a little. called him loudly, for fear of disturbing the sect master Qingxiu; And waited silently, and didn't know when it would take. When the time comes, the hot soup is cold, and it is not good. What's more, the sect master is weak, and if he doesn't eat something, he won't be able to bear it.

While he was still hesitating, he suddenly heard Luo Shen sigh, untie his crossed legs, and open his eyes.

Seeing that the sect master had woken up, Ah Ming didn't need to be entangled, and immediately held the bowl with the soup and waited around.

"Sect Master, this is Ah Ming's prime. Drink while it's hot. ”

As he spoke, he scooped out some with a spoon and tried to get closer to the ginseng.

Luo Shen lowered his head and looked at the dark yellow transparent soup that was boiling, and there was an enticing aroma coming out of it. Thinking that he was indeed dry, he followed Ah Ming and drank a spoonful.

The hot soup passes through the throat cavity and down the esophagus to the lower abdomen, and immediately there is a warm flow throughout the body. It really made Luo ginseng's body feel a lot more comfortable. I couldn't help but take a few more sips.

Amin was happy to see this, and served more diligently. After a while, he drank all the bowls.

Luo Shen's face was a little better and he regained his spirit.

"Amin, stand down." Luo Shen had just eaten something, and then asked Ah Ming to go out.

"Sect Master, let Amin serve in the house. Amin was really not at ease. ”

"Go out, I'll call you again if there's something."

Luo Shen's voice was still weak. In the past few days, Luo Shen has been sensing the heavens, and his brain has not slowed down.

Ah Ming was distressed, but he had to listen to the sect master, so he could only pack up his things and leave.

Soon, Luo Shen was the only one left in the house.

He stood up and stood in the room for a moment. He flipped through the book in front of him.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that it had been flipped through many times, and the feet were a little upturned.

I have always wanted to control the power of the bloodline to achieve what I want to do. Unfortunately, it has not been as desired, and the control is very unstable. According to the ancient books, they are always unable to improve.

I just had some strength, but I thought I'd try again. So he sat back on the kang and closed his eyes again to open his senses and consciousness.

Gradually, my mind was foggy again, as if entering a chaos, surrounded by the breath of antiquity. Chaos is not dark, it is full of colors, and the sound and shadow are not noticed.

It takes a lot of effort to get it done. When I opened it, I was in a time and space that I was unfamiliar with.

Luo Shen sighed and retreated into the chaos again. Waited a few more moments, and entered again.

I did this several times in a row, but I didn't get any valuable information. Annoyed, he retreated into the chaos again.

This time, instead of rushing in, he waited for a moment. Seeing that the chaos is changeable, like a smaller world, if the Buddha said "a flower and a world, a tree and a Bodhi".

He took a deep breath and, according to the book, slowly wrapped the power of the bloodline in the chaos, and let the queen slowly turn it.

Suddenly, chaos rolled and surged like a tangled cloud.

Luo Shen, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt extremely strained, and beads of sweat appeared on his head. Every time I exert force, I feel suffocated again.

The power of the bloodline envelops the chaos, and with all the consciousness of Luo Shen, it is slowly unraveling this chaos. Like a tightly wound knot, Luo Shen is using all his strength to untie the knot.

Time passed little by little, and Luo Shen had been in a stalemate with this chaos for a long time, but he still couldn't solve it. Once again, he looked tired.

"Poof......

Just when his strength was exhausted, the power of the bloodline actually devoured itself, colliding with his seven meridians and eight meridians. I only felt a sharp pain all over my body, and the blood qi couldn't be suppressed, gushing out, and spit out of my mouth.

Ah Ming heard a noise outside, and he didn't feel a second, so he hurriedly came in from outside to take a look, and even ignored etiquette.

"Sect Master! Sect Master, what's wrong with you? ”

Before Luo Shen could speak, he had no strength to support him, and his eyes went black and he passed out. Armin was extremely anxious, calling his master to the side one after another, but he didn't move.

Ah Ming made a quick decision, immediately put down Luo Shen, and ran out as if flying.

It's time to tell Yun Zuo's envoy as soon as possible, and to get the best doctor!

…………………

When Luo Shen opened his eyes, it was already the evening of the second day. Yun Feibai sat beside him, frowning, looking at himself.

"How does the Sect Master feel?"

Luo Shen struggled to get up, put his right hand on his left hand, and took the lower pulse for himself. is still deficient in qi and blood, but fortunately, there is no danger of life.

He sighed helplessly, and leaned back to lie down: "Calculate that you came in time, thank you this time." ”

Yun Feibai was still expressionless, and he said lightly: "Don't thank me, it was Ah Ming who called me over, and the medicine was also brought by the sect master from the Ethereal Peak." I didn't actually do anything. ”

Luo Shen tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly, and looked at Ah Ming, who was not speaking but his eyes were full of worry: "Ah Ming, have some more hot soup." ”

Ah Ming was stunned, and immediately nodded: "Yes, Sect Master!" Amin: Let's go! ”