Chapter 14: Awakening from a Serious Injury

Now, three months have passed since the Chu family's big competition, and changes are slowly taking place among the major forces in Nebula City, and several small families have been wiped out, and even some slightly larger medium families are also in the midst of wind and rain.

Behind this scene, there seems to be a big net, which gradually shrouds the sky above Nebula City, making people feel cold and at the same time, there is a sense of being used.

It seems that behind everything, someone deliberately promoted the development and pushed Nebula City to a unified situation, but in the history of Nebula City, there has never been unification, even if it was the former Chu family, under the leadership of Chu Tiankuo, it was only to make all the families surrender, and it was not unified.

Obviously, all the bloodshed is a sign that Nebula City is about to be in chaos, and the huge careerists are finally starting to show their fangs and start to eat away at each step.

But all this has not fully unfolded, after the big competition of the Chu family, everyone seems to be changing, most of them have rarely gone out, and they are all dedicated to improving their cultivation, because they know that the road ahead will be full of thorns.

Whether it is the younger generation or the older generation, every time they wake up from meditation, they will walk out of the house and look into the depths of the Chu Mansion, and even some people who walk around in the Chu Mansion will sometimes glance at the depths of the Chu Mansion, their eyes are full of anticipation, and their eyes contain strong respect.

Even in the past three months, they will not forget the thin young man on the martial arts stage, and the words that made people's hearts roar.

And in the depths of the Chu Mansion, there is such a courtyard, which is where the forbidden place of the Chu family is located, and it is very calm here, as if what happened in Nebula City cannot affect it in the slightest.

The courtyard is surrounded by verdant weeds, surrounded by high walls, and there is only one gate for people to pass through.

In this haze, sometimes there will be a desolation, no weeds growing, only a willow tree proudly shining, the branches slightly drooping, which makes people look at the heart of the heart, and quietly there will be a sense of sadness.

The tall courtyard walls on all sides seem to prevent all life, and the outside of the wall is overgrown with weeds, but inside the wall is desolate and lifeless.

The courtyard is like another world, a desolate desert with no end in sight, yellow sand grains sometimes fluttering in the sky when swept by strong winds, and a willow tree growing in the center, which is the only green in the place.

If a great power comes in, you will find that this is a small space, connected to the outside world but different, and the Tao here, everything here, belongs to the master here.

Under the willow tree, there was a small patch of green grass with its head slightly raised, on which an old man sat cross-legged, and in front of him was a motionless young man, lying on the green grass, with a handsome appearance.

You can clearly see that a faint green light trickles down from the branches and leaves of the willow tree, falls into the green grass, and finally slowly flows into the boy's body.

The young man was none other than Chu Fan, in the battle with Blue Moon Wind three months ago, he almost exhausted the vitality in his body, so that he could withstand the waning moon like a divine sword.

Because of this, he will lie here motionless, and then he will lie down for three months, and his eyelids have not been raised once, but the corners of his mouth have always raised a smile, happy and brilliant, just like a child, innocent, innocent.

"After three months of nourishment, the vitality in the body should be almost restored, and the last step is missing to wake you up." The old man opened his vicissitudes of life, looked at the young man in front of him and spoke slowly.

The old man raised his right arm, and the tip of his thumb made a cut on his middle finger, and immediately blood flowed out, and there was a faint purple glow shining inside, and then, he pointed his middle finger at Chu Fan's eyebrows, only to see Chu Fan's thin body slightly shocked.

"I hope that the power of my bloodline can revive you." The old man's old face showed love, and he actually smiled and spoke.

Time passed minute by minute, the desert in the space was endless, only the willow trees were still swaying with the desert wind, the old man had already withdrawn his middle finger pressed on Chu Fan's eyebrows, closed his eyes, held the bamboo flute in his hand, and the music was sometimes high and sometimes low slowly echoing in the air.

Rumble~!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from Chu Fan's body, and I saw an astonishing purple light passing through his eyebrows, although it was fleeting, it was like the sun in the sky, which was awe-inspiring.

"Here?" Slowly opening his eyes, looking at the strange and somewhat familiar environment around him, Chu Fan's eyes flashed with doubts and essence.

When he found the old man not far away, Chu Fan's body trembled slightly, and he stood up quickly, with a somewhat respectful expression and a little excitement.

At this time, because of the power of the old man's blood, his internal injuries were already intact, but his face showed a trace of sickly paleness.

"Grandpa!" A word that had not appeared for a long time was recited in his heart, and memories emerged from the depths of Chu Fan's mind, he categorically would not forget this place, let alone the old man in front of him.

Because there was a good childhood here, before his father Chu Tiankuo left, he often came here to accompany the old man in front of him.

Because this old man is his own grandfather, and in his memories, the old man always looks at him with loving eyes, and his kind face makes him unforgettable to this day, and whenever he comes, the old man will tell him wonderful stories.

However, as he grew older, Chu Fan gradually understood that what the old man was telling was not a story, but a deed, and it was also the history of the development of the Immortal Spirit Continent and the changes of all species on the continent.

But everything began to change after Chu Fan's father Chu Tiankuo left, and since then, Chu Fan has never been able to come here again, because his grandfather told him: "Men should be self-reliant, if they are under the wings of an eagle, they will not be able to break out of the world after all, and from now on, I will not give you any help, and I will not see you again." ”

"Until one day, my grandson can hold up a piece of the sky for the Chu family, and then you can come here again."

This was the last time Chu Fan saw his grandfather, what his grandfather said, he couldn't understand all of it at that time, but at this moment, he knew that in these words, there was endless love, and it was the love of his relatives who hoped that their children and grandchildren would grow into dragons.

"This willow, this desert willow, this willow facing the desert wind, this rendering a desolate willow, who have been waiting for thousands of years?" A divine thought spread from the old man's body, echoing in the air.

The old man played the bamboo flute, his light gray robe was scattered on the ground, but not a grain of sand was dyed, his face was wrinkled, and his long hair was draped down his back, not black, but white, these were the traces left by time, and the old man was unwilling to erase them.

Chu Fan, who woke up, watched all this quietly and did not make a sound, because he was afraid that one of his actions would break the artistic conception here.

The bamboo flute sounded softly, and a divine sound surrounded this space, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes high and sometimes low, as if to say the end of life.

"Now, my grandson is here again, as I once said, now you can support the Chu family." After Qu Bi, the old man opened his lightly closed eyes, obviously he already knew that Chu Fan had woken up.

When the old man spoke, he didn't say words of concern, but he was telling something, but Chu Fan knew in his heart that this was the old man's concern, which came from the love in his heart.

And he knew that the old man had not forgotten him, and his every move in the past ten years was in the old man's sharp eyes.

Otherwise, how could Chu Fan come here, and how could the old man save him? Because of his own injury, he knew better than anyone that the old man seemed to have changed at all, but Chu Fan knew in his heart that the old man must have paid something to save him.

"Grandpa!" opened his mouth and shouted, Chu Fan's face was respectful, and there was a strong sense of family affection in his eyes, which was because of his blood, and it was also a manifestation of his heart.

The old man smiled kindly, looked at Chu Fan and nodded slowly: "A pole of green bamboo, a horizontal flute, life is so simple, as simple as a bamboo flute." ”

"The wanderer blows, it is the thought of the hair in front of the flowers, the young woman in the boudoir blows, it is the Sijun who makes people old, the recruitment of people blows, the wind rises and the clouds are broken, the poet blows, it is the plum blossoms falling in May in Jiangcheng, and the white bird is suddenly startled." The old man raised his eyes to look at Chu Fan, and asked seemingly casually, "Do you know what Grandpa means by blowing?" ”

"Mortal is stupid, I don't know what grandpa thinks." Standing quietly under the willow tree, facing the desert wind, after pondering for a while, Chu Fan shook his head and spoke.

"Hehe, it's okay, you'll understand in the future," chuckled lightly, and the old man's words changed, "Although your injuries are good now, there are residual sequelae, if you can't cure it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the realm of the three voids in this life." ”

Hearing this, Chu Fan's heart did not change much, and he could feel that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be several times stronger, as if there was some kind of origin power, but it had shackles and could not be fully opened.

He knew that his grandfather must have a way to solve his internal injuries for him, otherwise he would not have spoken like this.

"Ten years of hard training, ten years of living alone, and ten years of family competition have actually made my mortal grow like this, very good, very good," the old man laughed and said, his laughter was full of appreciation, "It's not difficult to heal your injuries, as long as you get any of the nine miraculous medicines of the Immortal Spirit Continent and take it, you can dispel the injuries in your body, and you can also make a breakthrough." ”

"Nine miracle medicines?" Chu Fan immediately sighed lightly, and he suddenly remembered that that day, in the Imperial Wind Auction House, there was news of one of the nine miracle medicines, the Absolute Ice Lotus.

"Grandpa, don't worry, your grandson's injury will be resolved on its own, so you don't have to worry too much." Chu Fan responded softly.

"Well," nodding his head, the old man immediately smiled slightly, and said, "I know that you must have a lot of confusion in your heart, but at this time, it is not good for you to know too much, and when your strength is enough in the future, grandpa will tell you everything." ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, and before Chu Fan could ask, the old man peeped through everything, so he had to smile awkwardly and ask hard: "My grandson really wants to know why my father left back then, and ten years have passed, and he hasn't come back." ”

"Your father, it's to do one thing, something that grandpa didn't do, something that the descendants of the Chu family must do," as he spoke, the old man looked helplessly, and raised his eyes to look at Chu Fan, "In the future, you will also do this, but now you are too weak, and it is useless to know." ”