Even, a lot of the effort done when changing his life was the culprit that caused those things to happen.

Cause and effect, cause and effect cycle, can not be changed, and the whole body will be affected by one trigger.

Change a little, and it will be counterattacked a hundredfold and a thousandfold. It may manifest itself in oneself, it may erupt among relatives and friends, or it may be thousands of innocent people who have borne that karma for others.

No matter whose retribution is on anyone, it will always be repaid.

Wen Yun's vision gradually blurred, and there seemed to be a patch of red in front of him, and patches of bright red fallen cuckoo flowers swayed in front of him, and the blood red of the petals was so rich that it seemed to drip from it.

Wen Yun muttered: "Shizun once gave a child a life, he didn't live to live more than twenty, and the couple begged Shizun in every possible way to crack the way. ”

Refining the true one, I have been looking forward to the son for thousands of years to get, how can the couple not be a baby.

When the couple brought their son to the Royal Forest Sect as a guest, Wen Dongli glanced at it from a distance, shook his head and left.

The husband and wife's master had some friendship with Wen Dongliang, and after repeated inquiries, he learned that the baby would not live to be twenty.

Everyone was shocked, and the couple's faces changed at that time.

The husband and wife plus their 5-year-old child, a family of three, pleaded outside each mountain, just to find a way to solve their son's catastrophe.

The three of them refused to leave at the foot of the mountain, and they knelt for three months.

Every time Wenyun goes down the mountain, he can see the couple kneeling straight, and the doll who is forcibly pulled to accompany them when they are kneeling.

The doll opened her dark eyes and looked at Wenyun quietly, not noisy or noisy, and in her pure eyes, she was puzzled by what her parents were doing, but she didn't say a word, and knelt quietly.

The body is straight, even if the face is pale, it grits its its teeth to support it, and does not say a word.

Wen Yun looked at it and felt compassion. She begged her master, but Wen Dongli just glanced at her, touched her head, and didn't say a word.

Wen Yun only thought that Shizun had rejected her request, and she was saddened.

Second, when Wenyun went down the mountain, there was no longer a figure in the place where the family of three knelt at the foot of the mountain. On the ground, some fragments of jade were used to form two twisted Australian characters of 'thank you'.

That year, Wenyun was fifteen years old, and he was still a waste wood in the gas refining period that had not yet entered the foundation building period.

Since then, Wenyun has never heard a message from the family of three.

Until fourteen years later.

There was one, Wen Dongli suddenly took Wen Yun down the mountain and went to the top of a sect.

In the distance, she saw the red flowers all over the mountain, dancing in the wind. When I got closer, I realized that it was a mountain of falling flowers.

The peanut is as white as snow without other colors, so pure that it does not contaminate any variegated colors in the world, and other colored agents cannot be attached to the flower.

It is only in one case that it changes its whiteness.

Feed with blood, irrigate with blood, and after a few years, bright red dripping.

Every day and every night, the blood cannot be broken.

There are thousands of flowers in the mountains, how much blood is needed to raise the flowers of the entire mountain?

In the middle of the red flowers, there was a kneeling person.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, déjà vu.

The tears on his face were not dry, and he was sad and unfocused.

Shizun told him that it was the doll that knelt at the foot of a mountain more than ten years ago.

He sensed the arrival of Wen Yun and Liangrao, Mu Ran looked up, and the moment he saw Wen Yue, the light in his eyes exploded, which was complicated that Wen Yun couldn't understand at that time.

Remorse, hatred, confusion...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and finally they are calm.

Master, the fallen flowers on this mountain are all raised by the parents with blood, in order to change their lives.

The demise of the two refining void true ones, and at the same time, the lives of more than a dozen ordinary villagers in exchange for the safety of a young man, this is the price.

That was the last time Wen Yun saw him, and that year Wen Yun was still at the advanced stage of Qi refining, but that young man had already entered the foundation building.

The warmth in her hand pulled Wen Yue's thoughts back, and she looked down to see a bony hand, stuffing a steaming white porcelain cup into her hand

"Did you finally crack it, did that kid live to be twenty years old?" Song Yunxi hurriedly asked.

Wen Yun picked up the tea bowl, the tea was full of gas, and his eyebrows and eyes were blurred.

"The boy lived to be twenty years old in good health, and if nothing else, he should be alive and well now. If it is at the cost of the death of his parents and the names of more than a dozen innocent Rao, it can be regarded as a cracked chat, then the crack is successful. ”

"This ......"

Song Yunxi was silent.

The price paid for changing lives was too heavy, and both parents had to sacrifice their lives.

The love of parents for their children is far-reaching.

This is a sad thing done by a pair of parents who love their sons, if it is just the lives of the two of them, the world will regret it at most.

It's just that more than a dozen innocent lives have been involved, what is the difference between this and what the evil cultivators have done.

There was a brief silence in the room, and the mood was a little heavy.

The tea was fragrant, and the four of them concentrated on tasting the tea, and no longer mentioned the topic just now.

Li Huarong held the white porcelain cup and sipped it with his mouth.

The aura in the tea is very strong, and every sip can make the dantian rise a warm current.

After he drank a sip, he had to digest and absorb the spiritual energy, and if he drank too much, it would be wasted.

Looking at Wen Yun and Li Chidu, they only treated this high-grade spiritual tea as ordinary tea, pouring it one cup after another, and Li Huarong, who was the head of the Li family, felt a little painful.

Wenyun is really heroic, these spiritual spring juices are never looked at in his eyes, and he will give them a bucket as soon as he makes a move.

Li Huarong had to wonder if her master had discovered a large spiritual spring, otherwise, how could Wenyun be so squandered.

It is also used to make tea, and it is also used to make baths.

Thinking of taking a bath, Li Huarong's heart and liver hurt even more.

The three bottles of Lingquan juice that Wen delivered to him, he treated them as treasures, and put them in the storage ring, reluctant to use them.

Every time, I have to cheekily run to my son's side to rub tea and drink.

He is a dignified head of a family, and he doesn't have as much spiritual juice in his hands as his son.

Li Huarong was inexplicably jealous of his son.

Such a good girl turned out to be a single life for a thousand years.

It's a pity.

After a pot of tea, Li Chiwan washed the teacup, discarded the tea residue that had been brewed, took out a large piece of new tea leaves, and threw it into the pot to cook.

The thick leaves are white and tender, and they are still very fresh.

Song Yunxi glanced at it a few times, and said with some uncertainty: "Have you changed the tea leaves, why does it look like white grass?"

The white grass is just that, it is still fresh and tender white grass.

Is this making tea, or boiling water?

"Can white grass make tea?"

"Yun, mixed yuan grass, that is, white and white grass, the taste of making tea is more special. Li Chi sighed, as if he was worried about something, and threw a few fresh mixed yuan grass leaves into it.