There is no furniture in the house, but a layer of hay is spread on the ground to make a floor, which is the most appropriate to say that the four walls of the house are four.

There were three people lying in the haystack, one of them was the father of the little boy, and the other two were the two brothers of the little boy.

On the other side of the house, there was an old woman sitting there, with a clay pot in front of her, decocting medicine, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out of this clay pot.

"Daddy, Daddy, I found the immortals, you and your brothers are saved, you and your brothers are saved. ”

As soon as he entered, the little boy cheered and announced the good news.

It's just that.

"Little third son, don't shout, your father is him, he ......"

The old woman, her voice choked.

Late?

Joradan sighed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to probe.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

The snort is still warm, and there is still a breath left.

Turning his head, he looked at the little boy's two older brothers, who were the same, but they were unconscious, not dead.

"Immortals, immortals, my father, my father and his ......"

The little boy's voice, with panic, with worry, was full of supplication.

"It's okay, don't worry, as long as I make a move, I will ensure that they are healthy. ”

Not bragging.

I don't need any pills.

In terms of healing ability, the healing of the wood spirit is unsurpassed.

With the extension of his right hand, he pressed it on Daddy Ye's lower abdomen, and with a turn of his mind, the power of the five elements in the spiritual aperture was transformed into the aura of wood, and along the meridians, it passed through his hand and entered Daddy Ye's lower abdomen.

The majestic aura of the wood, transformed into life force, began to heal.

A few breaths later.

After a struggle, Daddy Ye opened his eyes.

"Daddy, you're awake, you're awake, woo woo, I'm scared to death, I thought you didn't want a little third son. ”

In the end, it was a child, and under the fright of life and death, he cried bitterly.

Touching the child's head with pity, Joladan made persistent efforts to wake up his two elder brothers with the healing of the wood spirit.

Succeed with flying colors.

"Well, your father and brother should be well in no time. ”

I like this kid very much.

But.

The strong in the cultivation realm are respected, and if they are not careful, they will die, and Joladan really can't bear to let this child get involved in this whirlpool, it is better to live a peaceful life in this mortal realm.

With a wave of his hand, Joradan was about to say goodbye.

"Boy Ye Ming, thank you to the immortals, the immortals' life-saving grace, never forget. ”

As soon as this statement came out, Joradan loved this child even more.

It's just that......

"That's it. ”

With a wave of his hand, Joradan was about to leave.

But.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

An exclamation suddenly sounded.

Looking back, Daddy Ye fainted again.

Well?

Joradan was stunned for a moment.

Although the healing effect of the wood spirit cannot bring the dead back to life, it is no problem to treat the diseases of mortals.

It was clear that it had been cured just now, and it was clear that Daddy Ye had regained his vitality, so why did he faint again?

Go up and take a look.

"Strange. ”

The vitality disappeared inexplicably, as if it had been stolen by something, and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at Ye Ming's two elder brothers, it was the same, although the vitality did not all disappear, but most of them also disappeared.

It's weird.

As soon as his hand was stretched out, another wave of wood aura entered Daddy Ye's body.

Then.

"Open!"

The aura of the wood moved to the eyes.

The line of sight suddenly lit up.

A little bit of ethereal aura particles like starlight wander in front of you.

These aura particles are all inherent in the air, and they are very rare.

But.

Around Father Ye, there was a thick green aura, which was the wood aura that Joladan had just entered.

It's just that.

Joladan's face sank, and in front of him, he could clearly see that these wood aura, which was supposed to nourish Father Ye, was somehow entangled and surged towards Father Ye's chest.

Reached.

Joradan pulled open the clothes on Daddy Ye's chest.

A spike appeared in front of him.

It's fine.

Very short.

If you don't have good eyes, it's hard to spot.

The problem lies in this spike.

Others couldn't see it, but Qiao Ladan could clearly see that those wood auras were all devoured by this spike, not only the wood aura, but also a trace of faint vitality from Father Ye's body, even the two sons lying next to Father Ye were not spared.

"What is this?"

Fingernails pinched the spikes and pulled them out, and Joraldan examined them carefully.

I don't know.

It's like an ordinary wooden thorn, but it has a strange pattern on it.

No.

It is not a pattern.

Joraldan, who has studied the formation quite a bit, felt the subtlety of the formation from these patterns.

"Is it a magic weapon?"

"But who would use such an insidious magic weapon to harm mortals?"

It's too weird.

If a monk wants to kill mortals, he doesn't need such a magic weapon at all, and he can wipe out mortals with just one finger.

If it's not a magic weapon, then there's another mystery.

"Daddy Ye, do you remember where you went before you got sick?"

Father Ye, who had just woken up, had a little confusion in his head, and he thought about it for a few breaths before he remembered.

"I'm a woodcutter, usually cut wood on the barren mountains outside the city, the last time I went to chop wood, I suddenly felt dizzy, so I came back early, I didn't expect it, but I got this strange disease, even with my two sons also suffered, alas, if it wasn't for the immortals to save me, the life of the old man ......"

Chopping wood?

Could it be a wooden thorn?

But.

What kind of wood thorn can be so powerful that it can devour the vitality of others.

Pinching the spike with his fingertips, Joradan could clearly feel that the thing was struggling and trying to devour.

The mind moved.

A sound of wood aura poured out of his fingers.

Sure enough.

This spike was like a fly seeing blood, and it began to devour it urgently, but in an instant, it swallowed up all the wood aura.

The mind moved again.

The aura of wood was transformed into the aura of fire.

This time, Spike ignored it and stayed there quietly.

Converted a few more times, turned into a golden aura, and as soon as the aura came out, the spikes were like ghosts, struggling incessantly, trying to break free from Joradan's fingertips.

"This thing has life?"

Curiosity is great, how can Joradan let it go.

On the right arm, a flash of golden light flashed, and the dragon reverse scale opened.

"Brother Ant, this thing is a bit evil, help me take care of it!"

With a casual throw, the spike fell into the Sumeru space.

"In other words, Father Ye and his two sons have been poisoned by this thing, why are Ye Ming and his mother fine?"

Thinking of this, Qiao Ladan turned his head and looked at Ye Ming and the old woman.

Eyes, with the aura of wood, can see through everything.

A golden light shone in Ye Ming's body.

"Golden Spirit!"

Joraldan, jumped up.

Such a strong golden light appeared on an unenlightened child, there is only one explanation, this Ye Ming is a rare golden spirit body in the cultivation realm, this kind of system, born with an affinity for the golden aura, cultivating the golden system spells can get twice the result with half the effort, and enter the realm quickly.