Chapter 3 If the heavens bear me, I will rebel against the heavens

The morning sun carries a hint of the fragrance of grass and trees, and with a light breeze, the fallen leaves in the courtyard are floated, and the sound is soft and quiet.

The courtyard is not big, but there is a stream passing from west to east, the flowing water is quiet and clear, there are too different shapes of the stream stones scattered in between, an arch of white stone bridge leads to the stream, connected with a gravel road, the north side of the gravel road is a Chen built exquisite double-storey small building, and the other side is a small courtyard door with walls and black tiles.

Opening a slight slit of his eyes, Mo Chen only felt that the morning sun was extremely dazzling, and his eyes were slightly thin for a moment, and he slowly opened them after adapting to the light.

Looking at the well-arranged and quiet courtyard around it, the attic with all kinds of small lanterns and small objects, and the wisps of medicinal incense wafting from the attic from time to time, is this place that reveals the breath of life everywhere hell?

Mo Chen didn't believe that he could still live in this world after being sucked dry by the Black Tower, and more importantly, he knew very well what the side effects of that Blood Soul Pill were, although it could stimulate the blood power in the body endlessly, but the final result must be that the soul body would be shattered into nothingness, but now how could he lie in this strange courtyard?

The dead leaves of the jade pear tree beside him fell to Mo Chen's face, and he wanted to reach out to take the leaves away, but he felt a sore pain in his arm, but his arm did not listen to the command, and could only gently lift the height of less than a foot and a half, and it fell weakly, and Mo Chen suddenly had a bad premonition, "It can't be paralyzed, right?" God, you must not do this to me, I Mo Chen would rather be a Ding Furnace than be paralyzed.

Thinking so in his heart, Mo Chen's strength tried to drive the branches around his body to see if he could stand up, and suddenly his whole body was numb and numb, and even his brain was numb for a few breaths.

After nearly an hour of painful struggle, Mo Chen also began to understand that he had not moved for too long, and his body had become numb to the point that he could not imagine it, and he had forcibly exercised for so long that he had a feeling of domination over his body.

With a shake of his right arm, Mochen reluctantly sat up, only then did he know that he was sleeping on a bed, the bed was placed in this small courtyard, and a ray of early morning sunlight shone through the leaves of this jade pear tree in the yard to himself, and his body felt the warm sun, it seems that the person who saved me should have let himself bask in the sun, but I didn't expect that my Mochen was not dead, and was rescued, God, you are so good to me Mochen.

After experiencing the pain of swallowing Dan and sacrificing blood, Mo Chen knew very well how difficult it was for him to survive, although he would not regret even if he died in order to save Yu'er, it was very good that he might not die, at this time, he really didn't know how to say how to be grateful to the person who saved him.

Is it the Great Elder, in which case it is estimated that only he can save himself, I didn't expect the Great Elder to actually save himself, with Mo Chen's understanding of the Great Elder's unprofitable and premature temperament, he can save himself in that kind of mortal situation, which really surprised Mo Chen.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of exercising all parts of the body, I felt that all the blood around my body had dispersed, and all parts of my body gradually regained consciousness, Mo Chen's feet fell off the bed together, but his feet were soft, and he almost fell to the ground softly before he could stand firmly, and he barely stood up with his hand on the edge of the bed, and after Mo Chen moved all parts of his body for a while, he felt that there would be no more soft falls, and then began to check his body.

This body is really bad now, don't leave any dark wounds!

"It's actually a waste of cultivation...... Hey, forget it, as long as you don't die, it's a big deal to come back from retraining" After checking his body, in addition to his cultivation, Mo Chen also found that his current body was really too weak, maybe when he got a minor illness, he would really go to hell.

"It seems that you have to ask the Great Elder to refine the Body Cultivation Pill to warm up the body, otherwise with the current ability of the meridians in this body, it will be impossible to refine the ......" Feeling the weakness of his body, Mo Chen was talking about this way to restore his body, but a woman walked in the small building, so that Mo Chen had to stop talking.

The girl was dressed in a plain white embroidered dress, her silver hair was slightly tied up in the lower half, placed on her chest, her face was stained with a little gray charcoal, her bright eyes were focused on a porcelain bowl containing decoction and medicine on her ears with both hands, and there was a little fine sweat on her forehead. Although it is not as beautiful as the fairy face of Yu Manci, it is not difficult to see that the person in front of him is also a rare beauty, because it is the tender white pair of mature and full on the chest.

As for when the Great Elder had such a plain-clothed maid, Mo Chen was really a little unclear, could it be that the Great Elder still had a hobby of Jinwu Zangjiao, or was it his daughter?

Although there are a bunch of questions in his heart, Mo Chen will not ask them himself, others will say what they want to say, after all, when his life is in danger, he doesn't know how long others have taken care of him, and the respect that should be given is still given.

Although I feel how the Great Elder has become so stingy, he actually uses such a low-level herb to save himself, and it is only boiled into soup, how can Mo Chen say that it is also a seventh-stage trial Danding furnace, although he can't alchemy, but his understanding of pills and medicinal materials is more knowledgeable than that of ordinary seventh-order alchemists, so the medicinal fragrance that wafted out of this woman when she was boiling medicine, Mo Chen knew that it was Mo Ye Xing and Azure Fruit that were boiled in it, and the effect was for some ordinary people to strengthen their bodies, but the effect was very small, and Mo Chen didn't know that this was actually boiled for himself to drink。

But although he was heartbroken, Mo Chen was not rude to this woman, his life was not so easy to save, it is estimated that the great elder was afraid that his current body would not be able to stand the medicinal power, and he didn't know how long this girl had taken care of herself, in short, he should be grateful and respectful Mo Chen must be given, and he thanked the woman who had just gone out with both hands, "Thank you, aunt......"

"Ahh Who are you, scared this girl... Yes... No... Are you a human or a ghost... Why do you look so similar to the young master, are you dead, young master? Otherwise, how could you get up, don't you scare Yuerou......!!!"

Mo Chen's words of thanks had just come out of the mouth, and the plain-clothed woman who came out with the medicine bowl was startled when she saw him, and then she screamed loudly without saying a word, and her beautiful face was replaced by a nonsense shout.

At this time, Mo Chen was in no mood to pay attention to this woman, because the frightened woman directly smashed the bowl of hot soup medicine in her hand to Mo Chen's feet like a ghost, and the hot soup medicine that had just come out of the pot was sprinkled on Mo Chen's bare feet without shoes, and the painful screams were also shouted out of his mouth sadly, and for a while, the originally quiet courtyard was filled with all kinds of screams.

Now the ink dust can be sucked down by a weak gust of wind, and it is burned like some hot medicinal soup, which almost kills him, while screaming for his life, while the feet without shoes are bouncing on the ground, as if trying to relieve the burns on his feet.

If Mo's bowl of low-level medicine can't be scalded to death with low-level medicinal soup, then his ink dust should be the first medicinal medicine test furnace on the Qi Refining Continent to be scalded to death by medicinal soup, and he will definitely die very unblindly.

Mo Chen's miserable scream made the woman who called herself Yue Rou stop screaming, Xiu put her hands on her chest and panted softly, swinging her crisp chest up and down, looking at Mo Chen who was screaming on the side of the bed, the fear in Yue Rou's eyes slowly receded. Could it really be that the young master woke up, but how could the young master wake up? Although he still had doubts in his heart, he still tried to ask out loud: "Are you a young master or a ghost?" I heard them say that ghosts can't be called, are you really a young master?"

Mo Chen half fell on the side of the bed, his heart was weak and panting and tears were rising, and his tone was full of pleading and frightened to the woman in front of him: "I said girl, I have no grievances and no enmity with you, you take care of me, I express my gratitude to you very much, but shouldn't you be happy when I wake up, do you know that I will really die if you are like this?"

He was really afraid that he would not die with great difficulty, but as soon as he woke up, he was splashed to death by a bowl of decoction by the woman in front of him, so he was so aggrieved that he died.

"Ka... I'm sorry young master, but the young master was in a coma as soon as he was born, and many alchemy masters said that the young master would not wake up, so Yuerou didn't know that the young master would wake up, so I was scared just now, and now that the young master has woken up, that's really good. ”

The woman named Yuerou saw that Mochen was really not a ghost, but that after her young master woke up, she didn't have the fear just now, and when she saw Mochen's feet burned by the decoction, her face showed a trace of apologetic distress, and she took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, and helped Mochen wipe the decoction dust on her feet, and said apologetically.

The woman's faint body fragrance hit, but the movements on her feet Mo Chen didn't care, he just didn't understand the meaning of the woman's words?

With an unclear question, Mochen asked, "You said that I was in a coma as soon as I was born, have I been in a coma until now, you see that I am so old, how can this be ......?"

Looking at the uncertainty and confusion in Mo Chen's eyes, Yue Judo, who had already determined that it was the young master who woke up, patiently explained.

Explain the problem to the young master who woke up, she always thought that this day would not come, but she was still prepared, although those big people said that the young master would never wake up in his life, but Yue Rou, who took care of Mo Chen, still had that glimmer of hope in her heart, at least she was not completely different like others.

He took out a thin paper scroll from his arms, and said in a reassuring tone: "Young master, you have been in a coma since you were born, and it has been almost seventeen years now, this scroll is the young master's family history and some major events that happened in the Dust Empire recorded by Yue Rou, Yue Rou wanted to wait for the young master to wake up and then slowly tell the young master, but I didn't expect the young master to be able to speak, so can the young master read words?"

Looking at the thin scroll handed over by Yue Rou's hand, Mo Chen's heart was also worried. If she was really in a coma for seventeen years, could it be that she was taking care of herself all these years, thinking like this, a burst of emotion rose in Mo Chen's heart, and he reached out to take the thin scroll, and said softly, "Thank you, I can recognize the words, just read it directly"

The thin roll of paper slowly opened, and Mochen began to look at the contents inside, looking at the changes in the depth of the handwriting, but it was written at different times and paragraphs.

As he looked back, the more he was congested in his heart, he didn't expect that he had been in a coma for nearly seventeen years, and he had been in a coma since he was born, that is to say, he and Ben had not survived from the blood sacrifice Mota, he was not only dead but had been reincarnated and reborn, but after the heavy heaven, he was directly in a coma for seventeen years, and the only thing left was the memory of his previous life.

God, how can you treat me like this, just now I was grateful to God for keeping me from dying, but I didn't expect that not only did I die, but you actually made me fall asleep for seventeen years after being reborn.

"Poof......" a mouthful of blood spurted out, the previous scenes of sadness and suffering recalled in my heart, Mo Chen's eyes changed from aggrieved to ruthless, Yue Rou on the side saw Mo Chen vomiting blood full of heartache, and wanted to say something but saw Mo Chen shake his head at her, although he was worried, but he didn't dare to speak when he looked at Mo Chen's eyes, and Mo Chen slowly stood up and looked at the early morning sky, the rolling paper was pinched in his hand, and the green tendons burst out in this weak hand.

"In my previous life, I was lonely and unaccompanied and drifted on the cliff, and finally died as a Ding Furnace by sacrificing blood, and I couldn't even protect the person I wanted to protect to the end, countless times when I couldn't bear it, I still held back, because I knew that it was a big deal to come back after death! In this life, I just came to the world, and I passed out for seventeen years, okay! Okay, you are a sky, even if the sky is so negative to me, then I will trample this sky under my feet for the rest of my life. ”

There was no anger on his face, and there was no grievance just now, he didn't want to be angry, because after all, he still had to be played by the sky, and he didn't need to be aggrieved, because he wanted to declare war on this sky, Xiao Leng's resolute and indifferent tone, the determination of the Martial Extreme Realm to fight against the sky, was ignited in the center today!

I hope that my brothers and sisters will support Brother Bao more