Gu Piaopiao, who was locked in the mustard seed space, blended into the middle of the corpse at this moment, followed the large army, walked forward, and looked around.

Snow, everywhere you look, and everywhere you can't see the end.

Day after day, year after month.

More than half a month has passed, and Gu Piaopiao looked dejected and followed behind the group of corpses in annoyance.

From the panic at the beginning, to the fact that she is now calmly facing the corpse of this species, she never thought that she would be locked up in the mustard seed space.

"Alas. "After walking for half a month, I didn't see the end of the snow.

Gu Piaopiao sat on the ground boredly and strengthened the aura protection enchantment.

casually looked at the memory of the original owner, Ding Lan Daojun.

was originally a very good woman, but she was turned into a shrew by the rubbing of time.

Maybe after the baptism of time, some people still maintain their atmosphere and virtue, but in Gu Piaopiao's eyes, what they see in their minds is a different and superb mother-in-law Ding Lan.

Memories of scenes in the sea are displayed.

Ninety years ago, Ding Lan was pregnant at the age of nineteen, trembling every day, carefully protecting the fetus, often crying, thinking of her deceased husband Ding like a cold.

When she was more than three months pregnant, her hands and feet cramped, and she lay on a slightly cool bed, curled up in the corner, thinking about the person next to her.

When she was four months pregnant, she couldn't eat a little bit of food every day, and she often regurgitated her stomach, and she lost weight in less than half a month.

But every month, I always go to the mountains to visit my deceased husband.

On this day, as usual, Ding Lan's pale and emaciated body staggered into Kuimuling, the mountain behind the Shangqing Sect, carrying a food box in his hand, which contained his cousin's favorite wine and favorite dishes.

When he came to the grave, Ding Lan put down the food box, put the tribute, and personally filled a glass of wine for his cousin.

Leaned against her husband's tombstone, caressing the fetus in her womb with her hands.

The look of melancholy also brought three points of loneliness and sadness.

"Cousin, I'm annoying you again, every time I see you lying on the ground and sleeping, Ding Lan wants to wake you up and tell you to wake up and see our unborn child. ”

Nineteen-year-old Ding Lan is not mature and stable enough.

Recently, my mouth has always been babbling, the hard work of pregnancy, and the sadness of my cousin's absence.

As he spoke, he cried softly.

When I was five months pregnant, my lower abdomen was slightly bulging, my movements were not so flexible, and I always felt clumsy.

In early summer, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a needle and thread in his hand, he was sewing a small coat for the child in his womb, although it was a lining, and it was a little wrinkled, but a feeling of love inexplicably emerged in his heart, diluting a lot of worries in his heart.

In the sixth month of pregnancy, Xiu Wei showed signs of regression.

Ding Lan was terrified day by day, if she didn't have the strength in the cultivation realm, she would be bullied, every time she thought that the child in her womb would be beaten and bullied like when she was a child, her heart hurt as if she had been cut by a knife.

In the seventh month of pregnancy, I had a big belly and wanted to go out to breathe.

I didn't think about it, but I came back crying.

Saw something she thought she would never have in her life.

Under the red sandalwood tree, a pair of beautiful people, hugging each other, kissing emotionally, and saying words that make people blush and heartbeat.

Love and love, in this life, in Ding Lan's heart, will never be returned.

At this moment, Ding Lan's heart was sad, thinking of her husband.

When I was eight months pregnant, I received an invitation.

A little mother-in-law Ding Yun's post, she actually broke through the foundation building and cultivation, Jindan Dacheng, next month is the Shangqing Sect's new Jindan monk once in a hundred years of election, select capable people, serve the sect, and enter the core of the sect.

Ding Lan leaned on the door frame with her bulky body, sad in her heart, since she was pregnant, her mother-in-law Ding Yun had never seen her once.

What the head of the Shangqing Sect said in person, a few people would question the head of the sect.

It was said that it was impossible for her to get pregnant, what was active in this womb was the Shangqing immortal qi, as for the growing belly, it was the corpse qi that was causing trouble, Ding Lan had been hiding from people recently, and if she didn't believe what they said, she could feel that the child was in her womb.

Once, I had a bad stomach and secretly went down the mountain to see a doctor.

The doctor also said that she should not be pregnant.

Ding Lan was taken aback, no! This is impossible, she obviously felt the fetal movement in her abdomen, how could she not be pregnant.

Finally, when it was time to give birth, she was uneasy, worried that if she gave birth to a child, she would be called a demon, so she secretly went to the world, found a simple place to live, suppressed her restless heart, and waited for childbirth.

Seven days later, at night, the amniotic water broke, and the midwife brought out basins and basins of blood.

After three days and three nights, Ding Lan was physically exhausted, fell into a semi-coma, and gave birth to a baby boy for life.

"Wow whoa!" cries were particularly loud.

After waking up, Ding Lan hugged the son in her arms, and was extremely happy in her heart, and finally gave birth to her and her cousin's child.

After calming down, I suddenly found that this child was a little strange, and his body was filled with a very thick dead air, and his pulse came and went.

Ding Lan was shocked, she couldn't accept it, she worked hard, the child she gave birth to would have traces of premature death, she hurried late at night before the full moon, and returned to the sect after more than half a month.

Kneel at the feet of the head and beg him to save the child.

The head was shocked, stunned on the spot, looking at the child with a weak breath, it was indeed a living child, the monk was able to give birth to a child with a corpse, this is incredible, a terrifying event.

The result of the pulse is that this child is also in a state of half-human and half-corpse, and his mind is not open.

The head couldn't bear to hit the thin woman in front of him, as if a gust of wind could be blown away, and there was no blood on her pale cheeks.

The head took the child and glanced at Ding Lan: "Leave the child to me, you wait for the news." ”

Ding Lan sat down on the ground, crying and nodding.

Huo Jingyang, the head of the sect, turned around and hugged the child, the holy land of the sect, and turned into a spiritual pool.

This spiritual spring is dedicated to the invasion of life qi on the body.

Huo Jingyang gently put the child into the spirit pool, and the child Ding Ziheng floated on the surface of the pool.

"Gollum. Seeing that it was contaminated with the pool water of Ding Ziheng's body, he immediately made a "gurgling" sound, and the pool water was boiling.

"Wow, wow, wow. Ding Ziheng howled and cried, the baby, who was less than a month old, cried heartbreakingly, as if he was going to turn his back on his breath the next moment.

Huo Jingyang put one hand behind his back, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know if this son could survive, after all, half of the dead qi in his body was occupied, and he was still so young, if he grew up, he was afraid that this dead qi would be even more difficult to remove.

Hey, the dark blood has infected the spiritual spring that fills the pool.

The baby cried for three days and three nights, and her breath weakened little by little.

Huo Jingyang stood and waited for three days and three nights, but there was no way to be in a hurry, it was almost a little bit, and the dead qi could be completely cleared.

Looking at the child in danger in the spiritual pool, Huo Jingyang sighed, leaned over and took him out of the spiritual spring, checked it, the dead qi was cleared for eight or nine points, and the rest should be cured after soaking in the spiritual spring a few times.

Ding Lan, who was waiting outside the Zhangmendong Mansion, did not close his eyes for three days and three nights, staring closely at the closed courtyard door.

In the early morning, the sky had just been brightened, and the head of the house pushed open the courtyard door with a somewhat haggard face, and handed the child in his arms to Ding Lan.

Ding Lan hurriedly held the child in his arms, looking at the dying son, his heart was sad, and tears fell like rain.

Day by day, the thin Bao'er in his arms, Ding Lan's heart is about to collapse every day.

The news of the birth of a child spread quickly in the Shangqing sect.

The monks all talked about it, saying that this child was not Ding Yihan.

Mother-in-law Ding Yun finally did a caring thing, came to take care of Ding Lan's mother and son, and took out the only drop of essence blood left by Ding Yihan in the world to light the soul lamp.

In front of everyone, he dripped blood and tested his relatives, and he was proven innocent, and he was really Ding Ruhan's biological flesh and blood.

Ding Ziheng was sick until he was three years old, but fortunately, he survived.

When he was one and a half years old, he soaked in the spiritual spring for the second time, and the dead qi of his body was clean.

As a blessing in disguise, the meridian expansion is twice that of a normal person, and it can store twice as much aura as others.

It is also helpful for improving the spiritual root.

Therefore, Ding Ziheng's parents are both double spirit roots, and he is a single golden spirit root.

Ding Ziheng has been an obedient child in the eyes of his mother Ding Lan since he was a child.

Occasionally, when he was seven or eight years old, he had to go to the mortal school, but he couldn't twist it, so he secretly ran away to study.

also instigated other people's masters, Ding Lan floated a black line through his head, and finally apologized to his master, obeyed his child's wishes, and sent him to the mortal school for three years, and then stopped going.

Honestly learn the Taoism of the Shangqing Sect from Elder Li in the sect.

The boy was very sensible until he was fifteen years old.

At the age of sixteen, the mother and son fell out again.

Ding Lan hopes that her son will worship the head of Huo Jingyang as his teacher.

Ding Ziheng wanted to learn from Li Chang'an, and Elder Li was his teacher.

The mother and son had a heated argument.

Ding Lan built the foundation of the Great Perfection of cultivation and retreated in one breath.

But no matter how you say it, it's all the meat that fell off your body, how can you not feel distressed.

In five years, he broke through the foundation and cultivated and was promoted to Jindan monk.

Ding Ziheng was twenty-one years old that year, and he did not worship Li Changan's disciples, and usually Elder Li opened a class to teach new disciples the Tao, or answer some questions.

Ding Ziheng would go every time, and he had a very good relationship with Elder Li, but because of his mother's opposition, he politely rejected Elder Li's intention to accept apprentices.

In the same year, Ding Lan Jindan Xiu was forty-one years old, and Ding Ziheng was twenty-one years old in the middle of the foundation building.

The Shangqing Sect sent ten Jindan monks to participate in the Shangzhongshui Secret Realm to compete for resources.

The major sects of Middle-earth have sent people one after another.

The fight was fierce.

When the secret realm is opened, there should be a lot of magic weapon opportunities, but in this heavy water secret realm, the treasure elixir is very rare, and the demon beasts attack the monks in groups.

There were a total of twenty Jindan monks from the Shangqing Sect, and when they entered the secret realm, they encountered the beast tide and dispersed.

Ding Lan originally followed the same sect, but was scattered by the beast tide, and in the pursuit of killing, he broke through the early stage of Jindan's cultivation and entered the middle stage.

Lost on the way to escape, she accidentally entered a cave and found a warning left by a monk before her.

The secret realm of heavy water has already opened its spiritual wisdom, produced mustard spirits, set traps, and attracted monks to come to make its fertilizer, for it to suck blood, and there is no return.

Ding Lan looked at the warning in front of him, a piece of white brown paper, and there was a huge panic in his heart.

When you look further, you see that it is written on the vellum that you will not be able to leave this space unless you reach the Infant Monk.

In the past, the secret realm only accepted monks of the same level, if the monks were too strong, then the secret realm would not accept it, and if they broke through their own cultivation in the secret realm, they would also be ejected by the secret realm and would not stay.

This is the first and foremost requirement to enter the secret realm.

Ding Lan was preoccupied, and read it with a pale face, the kraft paper that warned him.

Then he respectfully kowtowed three times to the monk who had turned into a skeleton in front of him.

Ding Lan calculated carefully, the number of people who entered the Upper Heavy Water Secret Realm in Middle-earth this time must be at least a few thousand.

You must dare to break through the Jindan cultivation within the time when all the monks are gone.

Each secret realm will be open for a maximum of ten years, and if after ten years, she can't break through the Jindan cultivation, then the door of the secret realm will be closed, and she will never be able to get out again.

Thinking of this, Ding Lan secretly gritted his teeth, he must break through the Jindan cultivation within ten years.

In the days to come, others were looking for treasures, and she was cultivating.

Others are robbing treasures, and she is cultivating.

Others are playing with fire, and she is cultivating.

Finally, ten years later, the people in the secret realm have survived, about one-tenth of the people, and at this moment, everyone's hearts are panicked, and they can't get out, even if they crush the spirit runes to the outside world.

However, at this time, Ding Lan was out of the customs, and Jin Dan was cultivated in the later stage.

She is looking for an opportunity to break through her cultivation, in addition to the pill bonus, the shortest way to improve her cultivation is to fight.

Sleepless and fighting with demon beasts for three months in a row, don't die, fight, looking for an opportunity to break through Jindan.

Ding Lan knew in his heart that it would be even more difficult to break through the Jindan cultivation in a short period of time.

In another month and a half, the exit to the secret realm will be closed, and it will be closed permanently, and the monks in the secret realm will not be able to get out.

At this time, the monks of the secret realm no longer had the peace they used to have, and they all tried to find ways to contact the sect.

Some of the proud sons of the sky are not suppressing cultivation, they have come closer, gathered in one place, seeking opportunities to break through cultivation, and take care of each other.

Above the Jindan monk, when breaking through the next layer of cultivation, it will attract heavenly thunder, but in the secret realm, the thunder punishment is blocked outside, and people still have to be beaten after they go out.

At this time, Ding Lan was unusual, went out to find demon beasts, fought hard, and sought opportunities to break through his cultivation.

"Click, click. "In the secret realm, a deep crack appeared on the ground.

I saw a slimy tentacle stretched out, slippery, afraid of hitting the monks.

The disturbers all intend to break through the cultivation to escape.

There were thousands of demon beasts rushing towards them in the distance.

But it was said that at this time, Ding Lan, who should not have died, rolled down the cliff and fell under the abyss when he was fighting with the demon beast, and found only three spirit fruits that had been tens of thousands of years old.

Ding Lan's heart was shocked, and he laughed wildly for a moment, and the sky never stopped me.

Immediately, swallow the three spirit fruits into the abdomen, meditate cross-legged and absorb the effect of the spirit fruits.

This spirit fruit is called, Gathering Spirit Fairy Fruit, although it is a medium-grade Gathering Spirit Fruit Tree, but for Ding Lan, a small Jindan monk is enough to impact Jindan cultivation.

A day and a night passed, auspicious clouds appeared in the sky, and the aura on Ding Lan's body was compressed to a terrible critical point, and he couldn't control it anymore, and he exploded with a bang, entering the dantian, impacting Jin Dan cultivation.

Jindan turns into a baby, and the demon in his heart appears. Ding Lan rushed over, and the next moment his figure disappeared into the secret realm.

The tentacle monster that interfered with the monks ignored Ding Lan's little flea at all, and when it found out that something was wrong, it was a step too late after all, and it was about to arrive in front of Ding Lan, and the next moment it pounced.

Ding Lan disappeared in place.

At the moment when the gate of the secret realm was completely closed, the monks who broke through the Jindan cultivation only escaped more than ten people in total.

What a terrible number, out of thousands of Jindan monks in Middle-earth, only a dozen escaped in the end.

Ding Lan was fortunate and lucky, and the god of death did not favor her very much.