By the time Bu Fanchen woke up, it had been three days later, and the red rain had been sealed in the source of life since that day.

Bu Fanchen, who opened his eyes, found himself lying on the bed, the sun outside burned the bed a little, and along the direction of those sunshines, there were many fine dusts drifting aimlessly, just like his thoughts at this moment.

The emotions in the dream are no longer as deep as they were when they woke up, and this experience is as deeply engraved in his mind as the years, as if he had experienced it himself.

The girl who missed him for a few years, the grandfather who loved him deeply but had passed away, all seemed to be real, and his emotions kept fluctuating. The only consolation is that the painful dream has passed, and the world in front of him is the place where he has lived since he was sensible, even if the experience in those dreams has greatly affected his mood and mental age, but he is just seven years old, and his child's heart is still there, and those emotions will not cause him too much trouble for the time being.

Bu Youkong and Ye Bohong played a rare game of chess outside, and after falling asleep from the red rain, Bao Gaitou sent Bu Fanchen back. Ye Bohong would say an average of four to five sentences a day, which benefited Bu Youkong immensely, after all, even if the latter mentioned him, it would be unavoidable for him, which also made him see farther and farther on the road of martial arts.

When he walked out of the house, he saw two adults playing chess, and after looking around, he still didn't see Hongyu's figure, and Bu Fanchen had a rough idea in his heart. In fact, he knew that Hongyu should still be in the cave, and he was also a person who had read a lot of ancient books, so he couldn't fully understand what Hongyu was going through, but he also roughly understood that it was the advanced path of the spirit beast clan, and it might not be completed in a short time. And with Hongyu's character, if he is at home, he must be next to him who is sleeping, and he has not seen her after coming out to look for her for so long, everything is self-evident, but the child is always willing to deceive himself.

Walking between his father and Uncle Ye, he felt bored when he saw the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard scattered in a messy manner, but whenever the black and white chess pieces landed on the board, the vague and magnificent momentum was very attractive to him.

Although he doesn't know how to play chess, and he doesn't like to play chess to dominate the chessboard and control the life and death of each chess piece, he is particularly fascinated by the rapid changes in chess momentum and the changes in the overall situation caused by each tiny chess piece.

As the so-called heaven and earth are unkind, all things are used as dogs, so some later people are dissatisfied, so they leaned into the sky. And the way of chess is very similar to it, the chess player falls to 10,000 people, overlooks the world, overlooks all spirits, turns all living beings into chess pieces, and takes their life and death as their own chessboard to advance and retreat, so that later chess destroys people and dies. Perhaps it is precisely because he does not like this concept that Bu Fanchen is born and does not like chess, or does not like chess in the world.

Although watching the two adults play chess was beneficial to his own avenue, after all, he had red rain in his heart, so he didn't disturb the two elders, and he turned around and walked towards the cave.

After walking past the big rock at the base of the mountain, he walked directly in the direction of the cave. Strange to say, obviously he has only been to the cave once, and Bao Gaitou carried him there. Besides, the cave was very secret, there was an enchantment when they went there before, since the red rain slumbered, the enchantment disappeared, and the original mountain suddenly rose more than a thousand feet, and now the terrain is completely different from the previous few days, most of the places he has never been to. But he didn't know why, as if he could sense where the red rain was, like two magnets attracting each other, Bu Fanchen naturally sensed where the other party was, and there was no sign of getting lost.

A few days ago, Bao Gai had received a lot of good fortune from the cave, so he returned to the back of the mountain and began to fall asleep. Only Bu Fanchen was left to slowly pace on the mountain path.

Usually three people together, never wandering alone in the mountains, Bu Fanchen was a little uncomfortable for a while, his mood was a little heavy, and he felt empty. Under the urging of this empty emotion, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, wanting to walk to the cave faster, even if he knew that Hongyu might not be able to talk to him, but as long as he was closer, it was also the beauty of the child's heart.

There is not a single scattered spar left at the entrance of the cave, which must be the credit of Bao Gaitou. In the past, when they were there, they didn't think they were very important to each other, but after a dream, their former companions did not accompany them, and they realized that they were ordinary and ordinary, and their smiles and hip-hop were so full of warmth.

Walking to the place where he was unconscious that day, the source of life that had blocked the entrance of the cave had melted away, but the soil in the cave exuded a faint fragrance. Looking at the last place where he saw Hongyu, Bu Fanchen remembered the time when the three of them were together before, and remembered that Hongyu always liked to pull out the hair on his head, and the reason was extremely peculiar every time.

But Bu Fanchen knew that it was because her little Nizi didn't want to cover her head with full wings and fly to the sky, otherwise the trio wouldn't be able to fly by herself at that time, she was afraid that she would be embarrassed and lost.

Thinking of this, Bu Fanchen couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the big, thinking that the three of them would be together in the future, and they would still not pluck its hair, of course, he must be able to fly as soon as possible, and the deputy sect leader of the hall should not be too backward.

After walking about twenty meters inside, after turning two big corners, Bu Fanchen saw the red spar that filled the hole again, and there were many red filaments around the spar.

Sensing the arrival of Bu Fanchen, the swaying red filaments swayed even more violently in the air, as if they had met something they liked very much.

Looking at those familiar red filaments, Bu Fanchen couldn't help but reach out and grab a few strands, letting the cheerful filaments slide in his hand. Holding the wisp of lubricated red silk, Bu Fanchen's heart suddenly poured into a familiar warmth, like red rain in the palm of his hand, looking at those red silks, Bu Fanchen felt that they seemed to be bigger than last time.

Close his face to the perfectly closed original vein of life, with his current strength, his vision can't penetrate the original vein by a fraction of a distance, so even if he knows that Hongyu is in the original vein, he can't take a look at the naughty Gu Liang with small horns, just through those red filaments that continue to overflow from the original vein, quietly feeling the other party, he knows that Hongyu is most afraid of loneliness, so he wants to accompany her.

What he didn't know was that the red rain was only a foot away from the surface of the original vein. However, the primordial vein was like a mirror, separating the two people who were close at hand. He told the story in the dream to Hongyu there, after all, she must be lonely here, she used to like to sleep when she was reading, and then pestered herself with a dead face to tell her the story in the book, but every time she told a story, Hongyu was distracted when she heard half of it, so she often forgot the story very quickly, and then she had to tell it to her.

In this way, Bu Fanchen, who does not have many stories in his mind, will not be overstretched, and there will be no stories to tell. But now that it's good, there are more new stories, but Hongyu can't continue to pretend to be distracted, he, a storyteller, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a listener who understands him so well.

It was very late, and Bu Fanchen left, and when he left, his eyes were a little ruddy, and there were still a few tears left under the corners of his eyes that had not been wiped clean.

It was also after he left that those red rain threads slowly returned to their original veins and merged into Red Rain's body. After that, he insisted on practicing the sword every day, and after practicing the sword, he ran into the cave with a few books, and read it to Hongyu while learning by himself, even though she probably couldn't hear it, but so what, Hongyu's inability to hear is not a reason why Bu Fanchen doesn't read it, maybe the child's world is so simple and persistent.

Of course, this person is a dragon, the dragon has decades of awakened consciousness, and people have double memories and double experiences, how can it be just simple, their real psychological age is older than their actual age.

When Bu Fanchen was eight years old, he held several books in his hand, stepped lightly on the tips of trees more than ten meters high, and his body continued to flash over the back mountain, and he had reached the stage of an innate martial artist.

But when the qi was released, he saw that the thick yuan force was wrapped around his toes, so that he dragged his body from falling. That day, he got the signal of his parents, he went to Bao Gaitou's old nest, and for the first time saw Bao Gaitou's parents who were more than ten feet tall, they all had golden phoenix crowns, their bodies were covered with red feathers, and their strong legs stood on the ground like steel pillars, which looked extremely powerful. And the Bao Gaitou, who has been sleeping for a year, seems to be growing in reverse, and has turned from a chick of more than one meter to an egg the size of a fist.

His little head is just full of great confusion, so many big chickens are left, it's really unbelievable? Of course, since he believed that it was Bao Gaitou, the smile on the corner of his mouth has not stopped, for which he also used the memory crystal to imprint the appearance of Bao Gaitou, and at the same time he is also very worried, after all, his little red rain is also sleeping, will not become such a small egg, in case it will be miserable, after all, he has an agreement with her, and now he regrets marriage and does not know if it will be too late, Bu Fanchen, who wants to get into it, patted his forehead, and said with a painful face: Eh, it is really sad to die in small steps. Then he turned and walked to the cave where Red Rain was.

That day, after he memorized a few books that he didn't understand very well, he told Hongyu the story of Bao Gaitou, of course, he was worried that Hongyu would become like Bao Gaitou, and he didn't dare to say the fragment of his happy life in the future. Because since half a month ago, he found that those red silks no longer overflowed, only the only strand stopped outside, and did not return to the body of Hongyu in the original vein, he understood that Hongyu should be able to hear his words, and also knew that this was a manifestation of Hongyu's increasing loneliness, presumably when Hongsi disappeared completely, Hongyu would not be able to hear his story, so even if it was a joke, he was reluctant.

When there is red rain and treasure hijab, every day is very fulfilling, time is like a snail only dares to crawl slowly, and when you are alone, for some reason, time slips quickly, making people untouchable. Now he is almost nine years old, and after repeated consultations with his father, he is about 1.5 meters old, wearing a robe, and went to see the egg turned into the treasure hijab for the last time.

After that, without bringing a book, he walked into the cave with a resolute expression, and told Hongyu the story of the sixteen-year-old boy in the dream, the boy who had been secretly in love with someone else for more than five years, and when he woke up from the dream, he finally completely forgot the girl who was in his heart. Of course, this is also the last time he will accompany Hongyu, so when he tells the story, he tells it very slowly, really slowly. After the story was told, Bu Fanchen held the red silk that was already the size of a thin line in his hand, was silent in place for a long time, and finally turned his head to face the original vein of life that was already deep in the cave, sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and silently recited the forging yuan chapter of the Shangqing Sutra: "The martial heart is quiet, the ten thousand yuan phase hammer, the heaven and the earth have no image, where to turn the dust, the body is the oven Dan for the fire, the yuan is not around the spirit of the stream, forging." This sitting is more than half a month.

Twenty days later, in the cave, Bu Fanchen's body was constantly surging, and as soon as the closed eyes opened, two streams of essence were released, and then an inexplicable coercion centered on him, frantically squeezing the dust on the ground. At this moment, he finally broke through to the Martial Spirit Level, and also successfully completed the last stage of the Martial Arts Foundation - the Innate Martial Master Level.

Of course, he has spent several years in the foundation building process, and in a slightly larger place in the outside world, this talent for breaking through speed is only above average, but his martial arts foundation is so thick that he is afraid that he can faintly compete for the word pro.

Turning to look at the original vein of life that has been melted away for nearly 100 meters in the past 20 days, Bu Fanchen did not choose to go forward to say goodbye to Hongyu at close range, even if he can now see the beautiful girl who is sleeping in the original vein and whose height is no longer inferior to himself, but his eyes looked at the girl who was growing quietly and quickly affectionately, thinking

"Why has it only been two years, why did you grow so fast, you want to surpass me so much, let me listen to you in the future, hehe, it's not so easy, boy, I eat rice every day, and I may be able to eat hot pot every two or three days, unlike our family Hongyu, who hasn't eaten for two years, he must be hungry." ”

Speaking of this, Bu Fanchen couldn't help but leak out that it hadn't been replaced yet, the middle two front teeth had just come out, and the teeth that were leaking from the wind when he spoke, grinned, and smirked: "When you come out, come to me, I will make you a hot pot to eat, my craft is really passed on, and you won't be able to open your legs after eating it once." “

Of course, in Bu Fanchen's heart, the red rain who was already beautiful when he grew up a little, after eating my hot pot, he was naturally the master's person.

With his right hand, he raised the red forbidden power line that had been with him for more than a year, blew it lightly into the air, and said reluctantly: "Go, bring her to me in the future, or come back to pick her up when I grow up, there is always a parting in life." ”

After speaking, he turned his head with a resolute expression and ran towards the outside of the cave with all his might. It was also at the moment when Bu Fanchen turned around, the red line that floated towards Hongyu suddenly broke in two, one was back to Hongyu's hand, and formed a circle around her white wrist, while the other caught up with Bu Fanchen who was far away, and also turned into a knot at the latter's wrist.

The red knots on the hands of the two melted into their respective bodies at the same time. At the same time, an uncertain causal red line continued to shine in the air from the forbidden sea to a place for millions of miles, of course, that causal line could only be seen by Ye Bohong, even the tenth-order beasts on the island could not be touched at all.

Ye Bohong looked at the extremely long red line of cause and effect, and muttered with a meaningful smile: "Some of them are playing now, cause and effect are against ordinary feelings, see if people are not as good as heaven, or people are determined to win the sky." It was also at this time that Ye Bohong knew why he suddenly agreed to Bu Youkong's family to come to the island, it turned out that it was not that they begged for themselves, but that they needed the causal lines of which kid to help him break the obstacles.

Bu Fanchen, who had just come out of the cave, had the wind attribute yuan power of his whole body skyrocketed, and in a moment, he rose from the ground and flew towards the direction of the big stone where the Hongfan Sect was established at the foot of the mountain. Coming to the side of the huge big stone, Bu Fanchen took out the wooden sword behind him, used Yuan Li, and engraved the three words Bu Fanchen on the big stone, watching his sword qi leave a few chic fonts on the stone, he still had a little pride in his heart, of course, this is what he has been ridiculed for later.

Bu Youkong knew that after his son broke through, there was no joy on his face, because he was about to take Bu Fanchen away, how could a father not know his son's reluctant thoughts. But there is no strong man in the greenhouse, as has been the case since ancient times, and how can the children of his step family be the delicate flowers.

Waiting for the child to finish building the foundation at the age of nine before taking him back to the south is his greatest selfishness. Bu Fanchen has a gentleman's covenant with him, presumably even if he is reluctant, he will go to the south to grow up as soon as possible, of course, when the child is older, of course, he, as a father, will carry the ancient sword, stand on top of the nine heavens, have more swords, resist the demons, and let Fan Chen go to his mother and Hongyu as soon as possible, which is also the only thing his undutiful father can do.

After carving the words, Bu Fanchen returned to the wooden house, cast a resolute look at his father who had been waiting for him for a long time, and then walked towards Ye Bohong.

Looking at the approaching Bu Fanchen, although his eyes were resolute, he was young after all, and he couldn't hide the sadness in his heart well, but fortunately, his eye sockets were very strong, and he tried his best to keep the liquid and not let it flow down.

The red-bearded old man Ye Bohong smiled lovingly and said: "Still moving forward, what's the matter, you kid is so old, and you can't hold Uncle Ye, you see that Uncle Ye is so old, where can you still afford to hold our family." ”

Hearing Ye Bohong's words, Bu Fanchen couldn't help laughing, because his front teeth were not there, he even squirted out with snot and saliva, hurriedly wiped it, and pretended to be angry and said: "Uncle Ye, what are you talking about, the kid is so old, he is not a three-year-old child." ”