Chapter 226: Whose Recovery

Walking through mountains and rivers, walking through snow, walking through cold winds and snowy nights, Chu Fan walked alone on the earth, completely regarded himself as a mortal, every step was down-to-earth, seeing everything with his eyes, and understanding heaven and earth with his heart.

Every step he takes is a point, a period of time, and in the past two years, he has reached the perfection of falsehood and void, and he is just one moment away from being able to take the last step and enter the creation.

"What is made, and what I make is." Along the way, Chu Fan asked himself in his heart, what is made and what is his creation.

Every monk who has stepped into the two realms of creation has his creation, and only by finding his own creation can he truly realize and take the last step to become a monk of the two realms of creation.

On the dirt road, groups of mortals are migrating, and in order to survive, they have to stay away from their ancestors' hometown, because the icebergs are melting, the mountain torrents are roaring, the entire Arctic ice is like a revival, and the thick dark clouds in the sky are beginning to dissipate, revealing a corner of the sun.

If you want to survive, you have to go to a higher place, because when the icebergs and snow melt, they will become water, and when they come together, they will form rivers and seas, and the lower the place, the sooner it will be submerged.

On the way, one by one, they fell, exhausted and died on the way, leaving behind cold corpses, covered by the flooded water, which would sink to the bottom forever.

The catastrophe brought about by the recovery of the Arctic Ice is not only for mortals, but even for monks, in which they have died, and this is the time of recovery, and it is also a time of turmoil.

Because no one knows whose revival this revival is, almost all of the smaller sects are in turmoil, and after the blood is sprinkled all over the earth, it is covered with melted snow.

After the harsh winter, it will eventually usher in Su Chun, which is the eternal principle, the North Ice has experienced many years of ice, today, to recover, to melt, to usher in Su Chun.

It's just that this Su Chun, I don't know who it belongs to, or it doesn't belong to the current North Ice at all, and it doesn't belong to the creatures living on this North Ice.

Countless teams of migrants are surging towards the center of the arctic ice, and in one of the teams, there is such a person, who is called a miracle doctor by everyone.

It is also because of the existence of this person that this team has grown from the first few people to a team of thousands now, and it is still growing.

The procession was orderly, with strong men in the front and behind the break, and women and children in the middle of the procession, protected.

"Doctor Chu, my mother, she ...... She's dying. The procession moved forward slowly, and in the center of the procession, a little girl of seven or eight years old spoke in a hurry, pulling a young man and running quickly to the side.

The man is Chu Fan, he has gone from being a person to walking with everyone, if he wants to be enlightened, he has to look for it, and he will find it among these mortals.

As the iceberg melted, too many people died, and more people were injured, and as more and more people were saved by Chu Fan, his fame gradually spread, and he was also known as a miracle doctor.

The people he has saved, as long as they are not dead, even if there is only one breath left, they can be rescued by him, as if they were brought back to life, so in this turbulent era, he is a god-like figure, and everyone needs him and worships him as a divine doctor.

"Don't worry, your mother will be fine." The little girl's pace was very fast, but Chu Fan was still not in a hurry, and spoke very indifferently.

The pace is not fast, but he can be on par with the little girl, he doesn't know the little girl and her mother, there are too many people, he can't know everyone, as long as these people know him Chu Divine Doctor.

Not long after, Chu Fan and the little girl came to the left side of the team, but saw a middle-aged woman lying on the side of the road, her husband holding her in tears, and his eyes looked extremely pitiful.

The procession was moving forward and did not stop at all, because such things would happen dozens of times a day, and even if the team stopped, it would not help.

Everyone understands that this kind of thing can be handed over to Doctor Chu.

"Doctor Chu, please save my mother, save my mother." When she came to the side of the road, the little girl choked up and said to Chu Fan, tears sliding down her cheeks, looking at Chu Fan pitifully.

With his eyes swept away, Chu Fan already knew the reason in his heart, raised his hand and gently rubbed the little girl's hair, and said, "Don't worry, it will be fine, everything will be fine." ”

Taking a few steps forward and squatting down, Chu Fan raised his hand to pinch the middle-aged woman, and saw the woman coughing a few times and slowly opened her eyes.

The eyelids were as heavy as two mountains, and the middle-aged woman's eyes were dull, her face was pale, and her body was very thin.

"He hasn't eaten in a long time." Speaking calmly, Chu Fan took out a herb from his arms, tore off a leaf very casually, put it to the woman's mouth, and continued, "If you eat it, you'll be fine." ”

The middle-aged man bowed his head and was silent, his face was obviously a little pale, but the little girl's face was very ruddy, and her eyes were full of light.

"How long has it been since I eaten? My mother eats it every day! Hearing Chu Fan's words, the little girl's expression was very surprised, and she said simply.

Seeing the man's silence, and hearing the little girl's words, Chu Fan sighed lightly in his heart, he had already guessed the reason for the man's silence, and even knew the reason why the middle-aged woman was in a coma.

When you recall the past scenes, when you see the white sideburns of your parents, will you think that they were also young and had youth.

The middle-aged woman ate the leaves, her face immediately turned ruddy, she stopped coughing, stood up by herself, knelt down again, and kowtowed to Chu Fan three times.

Seeing this, the little girl and the middle-aged man also kowtowed to Chu Fan again and again, and kept choking: "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

Helping the three of them up, Chu Fan shook his head lightly, didn't say much, left the herbs in his hands to the family, and he turned around and left, he couldn't help much, all he could do was this, so that they could use this herb to save their lives when they were in danger.

This herb is very ordinary, there is no mystery at all, the important thing is that the person who gave the herb is Chu Fan.

Following the team, the sky gradually darkened, Chu Fan looked at the sky, his eyes flashed with deep longing, and whispered: "I miss my father's broad arms and warm embrace, and my mother, where is it, why there is no mother in my childhood memory." ”

When night came, the procession finally stopped, and everyone gathered together and lit a bonfire, and although there were many people, it was very silent, and everyone was silent.

Not long ago, they had a home, a family, a house, and a warm bed, but now, all they have is their surviving relatives.

Some have lost their parents, some have lost their children, some have lost their husbands and wives, and everyone is immersed in memories, tears rolling, longing to travel through time and space, go back to the past, and cherish every minute and every second with their lives.