"Water Moon Secret Realm, if you have a chance, you have to go on a trip!" Ling Fan lay on the bed and muttered softly, the Water Moon Secret Realm is full of all kinds of encounters and mysteries, Ling Fan must have to go on another trip. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, he didn't go for chance, but for the promise he made to the dragon soul at the beginning, since he had promised the dragon soul, then Ling Fan naturally couldn't go against it, and when his strength reached a certain level, he might as well try to see if he could help the dragon soul be reborn.

In addition, there is also the divine corpse in the Water Moon Secret Realm, this divine corpse has an extraordinary origin, and faintly Ling Fan feels that the divine corpse should not just be able to give them two creations.

The divine corpse fell from the sky in the Water Moon Secret Realm, which should have his unique significance.

His thoughts turned for a while, Ling Fan didn't think much about it, closed his eyes, and began to recuperate from the injuries on his body, this time the injuries were unprecedentedly serious, and if he wanted to heal, it should take a long time.

Time passed quickly, five days passed in a blink of an eye, after staying here with Xing Lao for five days, Ling Fan was basically able to walk on his own, since he was able to walk, Ling Fan did not continue to stay here with Xing Lao, and returned to his courtyard.

During this period, Xiao Ling and Li Yu would come to see Ling Fan once a day, which made Ling Fan's heart very warm, in Ling Fan's eyes, they were like relatives and could not be separated.

Luo Hanxue and the deputy sect master also came once, seeing that Ling Fan was fine, the deputy sect master was also relieved, Luo Hanxue was a little surprised, how could Ling Fan be so seriously injured, the Water Moon Secret Realm, is it really so dangerous?

Ling Fan didn't tell them everything that happened in the Water Moon Secret Realm, it wasn't that Ling Fan didn't trust them, it's just that killing Liu Yang and Bai Chengfeng was not a trivial matter, it was a matter of Tianjiao figures of first-class forces, Ling Fan had to be cautious, he didn't care about himself, if the Heavenly Sword Sect was also implicated, it would not be good.

In the quiet recuperation, another seven days passed, plus the previous five days, and the five days of coma, Ling Fan could be regarded as a full half a month of recuperation, and in half a month, Ling Fan's injuries were mostly healed, even if he used Xuan Li, there was no problem.

Of course, this is also because of the magical gentle power of the Great Floating Pagoda, as well as Ling Fan's strong physique, otherwise, if such a serious injury wants to recover to the current level, it will definitely not be possible to do it without a month or two.

Recovering from his injuries, Ling Fan took out the Xuanshi and cultivated for half a day, and after half a day, his attention also shifted to the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter.

The Nine Turns Floating Slaughter Duel, a super powerful law decision originating from the Great Floating Tu Tower, has a total of nine layers, Ling Fan has cultivated the first layer, and after the realm climbs to the Heavenly Martial Realm, the first layer of the Nine Turns Floating Tu Duel has also reached the level of perfection, and he can cultivate the second layer at any time.

However, the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter Decisive One Rotation and One Reincarnation, each time he finished cultivating the first layer, he needed to go through a reincarnation if he wanted to cultivate the next layer, and if Ling Fan wanted to cultivate the Second Layer of the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter, he had to go through a reincarnation.

This reincarnation is naturally not a real reincarnation, it is just an experience of the soul, in the world of reincarnation, you can understand the truth that the Nine Turns of the Floating Slaughter will bring you, this truth is understood, and it is also a kind of improvement of strength for yourself, which is also a manifestation of the strength of the Nine Turns of the Floating Slaughter.

Ling Fan had never felt reincarnation, so I was afraid it would be another life, but since he had cultivated the Nine Turns Floating Slaughter, no matter what kind of reincarnation he would face, Ling Fan would not be afraid.

A reincarnation, a change in his mind, he also wants to see what his mental performance has changed.

The power of the Extreme Dao in his body surged, and Ling Fan's Nine Turns of Floating Slaughter was running, and at this moment, his way of operation was completely different from the past, in the past, Ling Fan was absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, but now, he was allowing himself to enter the world of reincarnation.

The Nine Turns of the Floating Slaughter frantically operated in Ling Fan's body, and gradually, Ling Fan's divine consciousness blurred, as if he had entered some kind of mysterious state, and when his consciousness was clear again, Ling Fan's eyes were already another scene.

What appeared in front of her was a woman's caring face, and Ling Fan was a swaddling baby in the woman's arms, and the woman was holding the baby in her arms, with a happy and warm smile on her face.

Her skin was rough and her face was dull, and she had obviously been through a lot of weather, and despite her patched clothes and dilapidated house, she still had a happy smile on her cheeks when she looked at the baby in her arms.

It was a happy smile from her own flesh and blood, it seemed that with this child, everything was satisfied with her, and her eyes were full of endless love.

Ling Fan turned into a baby, lying in the woman's arms, at this moment Ling Fan no longer had any memory of his previous life, he only saw the woman in front of him smiling happily, and he was also dancing happily.

This is a poor family, living in a remote village, the husband relies on hunting to support the family, while the wife, doing some textiles, subsidizing the family, the family is very warm and happy.

The plain and quiet life continued, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Fan had grown to five or six years old, and he was already able to help his mother carry weaving cloth and his father to carry firewood.

He is a very sensible child, and the family is happy because of Ling Fan.

However, on this day, after my father came back from the mountain, he was seriously injured, and it took him a full month to recover after he was raised at home, but after his father recovered, his temperament changed greatly, and his whole person changed.

He began to become lazy, manic, alcoholic, no longer hunting in the mountains, drunk at home every day, and after getting drunk, he began to beat Ling Fan's mother, and every day Ling Fan's mother was blue and purple.

Ling Fan also lost his previous joy and smile, and watched his father drunk on the bed every day, while his mother secretly wiped her tears on the side.

The family had to make ends meet, the father drank every day, and the mother had to go out to wash clothes and work as laborers for the people in the town, in exchange for a meager income to buy rice and porridge for Ling Fan.

However, this meager income was often robbed by his father to buy wine, so that Ling Fan often cried with hunger, and his mother couldn't see rice grains for a month, so she relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy her hunger and maintain her life after returning from work.

Her mother did not have enough to eat, she had no strength to work, she was often beaten in the town, and when she returned home, she was tortured by her father, and her body was often covered with bruises.

She thought about death, but every time she saw little Ling Fan, she endured it again, and in this humiliation and suffering, she survived day by day.

On this day, Ling Fan hid in the corner of the house, holding his rumbling stomach and waiting for his mother to return, his father was drunk on the bed, and the wine spilled all over the floor, and the strong smell of wine filled the room, which made Ling Fan's nose sour.

The mother finally returned, holding a handful of wild vegetables and a rice bag containing a handful of white rice, which was enough to boil several large bowls of porridge.

She covered a wound on her hand, but a happy smile appeared on her face, because Xiao Lingfan could finally drink porridge.

The mother was looking for Ling Fan in the house, seeing Ling Fan hiding in the corner, and was about to go over to hug Ling Fan, but his father sat up from the bed at this time, he drunkenly walked behind his mother with the wine jar, and snatched the rice bag in his mother's hand.

Mother turned around and was anxious, it was the rice she exchanged for her life, Xiao Lingfan hadn't drunk porridge for half a month, she reached out to grab it, and wanted to get the rice bag back from her father's hand, but she saw that her father's hand was raised, the rice bag was scattered, and all the handfuls of white rice inside were spilled, and the house was sprinkled all over the ground.

The mother opened her mouth and screamed, and then frantically picked up the scattered white rice on the ground, and the father muttered twice, grabbed her by the collar, grabbed her by the collar, and then slapped her in the face.

The father angrily threw the wine jar on the ground, as if he was not relieved, and raised a kick and kicked his mother in the stomach, the mother bent over and was kicked to the corner, and Ling Fan was trembling in fear in that corner.

Two lines of tears slipped down from the corners of her mother's eyes, wetting the hair scattered on her cheeks, she cried, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that her father would be angry and make another move, she turned around and hugged Ling Fan, who was squatting in the corner of the wall and trembling, tightly in her arms, constantly choking, and in her hands, she was still dragging a few grains of white rice picked up from the ground.

Ling Fan also cried, lying in his mother's arms and whimpering, he also didn't dare to make a sound, once he spoke, his mother would be beaten.

This kind of days went on forever, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Fan had grown to the age of twelve.

Mother is even older, a few years of time, it makes her seem to be dozens of years old, her face is full of scars and wrinkles, and white hair has grown on her head, this kind of humiliating days, because of Ling Fan, she has survived for six years.

This year, Ling Fan was sick, very sick, the family had no money to see Ling Fan, his mother was so anxious that he cried every day, and his father was still drunk every day.

Ling Fan was lying on the bed, he was in pain, but he didn't make a sound, looking at his mother's tears every day, even if it hurt again, he endured it.

The condition deteriorated day by day, Ling Fan's already thin body became thinner and thinner, and her mother's tears were about to dry up, because of Ling Fan's illness, she seemed to be several years older.

On this day, a sorcerer came to the village, and his mother knelt down and begged the sorcerer to see Ling Fan, and the sorcerer prescribed Ling Fan a few doses of medicine, and then told his mother that after boiling the medicine, he would pour the medicine residue on the road every time, and after the passers-by stepped on the medicine residue, Ling Fan's illness would be slowly taken away.

Of course, those diseases will also be transferred to passers-by.

The mother sold what the family could sell, exchanged money for Ling Fan to grab medicine, and fed Ling Fan with medicine every day.

The prescription prescribed by the wizard seemed to be very effective, Ling Fan's illness was getting better day by day, and in less than a month, Ling Fan was actually able to walk on the ground.

However, he also inadvertently found that his mother seemed to go to the backyard for a long time every day, and he didn't know what he was doing in the backyard.

On this day, Ling Fan secretly followed his mother and came to the backyard, and when he opened the backyard door, Ling Fan was completely stunned.

On the ground in the backyard, I saw that it was full of medicinal residues, and my mother stepped back and forth on the medicinal residues, her steps were very difficult, her breath became weaker and weaker, and finally, she collapsed.

Ling Fan rushed over and hugged his mother in his arms, looking at his mother's pale face, his heart ached like a pinprick, and tears flowed down like a lake bursting the embankment.

Mother, in order not to bring the sickness to others, she would rather step on the dregs herself than pour them on the road.

Ling Fan's illness was cured, and she collapsed.

Mother left, with exhaustion and the pain of being tortured by his father, and Ling Fan never had any smile again.

Mother passed away, and soon after his father found a woman to come back, the woman beat Ling Fan every day, let Ling Fan do the hardest and most tiring work, and slapped Ling Fan at every turn, his father was still like that all day long, and he never took care of Ling Fan.

Every night, as soon as Ling Fan closed his eyes, he could see his mother's kind smile and full of love, he missed his mother, wanted to be with his mother, and never separated.

Finally, one night, Ling Fan walked into the woman's room with a firewood knife for chopping wood.

The hand rises, and the knife falls.

Blood flowed in the room, but Ling Fan smiled, smiling so happily, he and his mother were finally going to be reunited.

The blood-stained firewood knife was raised, and Ling Fan fell down to him.

(This chapter is 3,000 words, thinking of my mother, I wrote it myself anyway and shed tears, I don't know how it feels to you) (to be continued.) )