"The spirit seed is shattered, this is ...... It's a sign of an early death......" Wang Ma muttered as she looked at the palm-sized baby girl in her hand with a sad face.

In this world, everyone is born with an innate spirit seed, which will be suspended above the lifeblood of the human body, accompanying a person from birth to death. And the fragmentation of the innate spirit seed means that this person's lifeline is no longer enough to maintain the work of the spirit seed, and it is also a sign of a short life.

And if a conscious adult has a fragmentation of the innate spirit seed, he can still rely on various drugs to delay his death, but this happens to the baby, and it is undoubtedly determined that he will die.

"Hey...... Poor little fellow, why did you bother to come to this world for a while? let your mother suffer for ten months, and you will have to suffer ...... yourself," Wang Ma gently stroked the forehead of the baby girl with her thumb, and the baby girl, who had not moved, seemed to notice something, and moved her fingers slightly.

The saddest thing in the world is to witness the passing of a life, especially the little life in front of you who is about to leave in a hurry before he has time to open his eyes to see the world.

"Mother Wang...... Is there no way to save my child?" the man clenched his fists and his voice trembled slightly, obviously knowing what the shattered spirit seed meant to a person, especially a baby, but he always had that glimmer of hope.

Although the baby girl was born less than an hour, the eyes of this sturdy man couldn't help but moisten when he thought that the beautiful blueprint he had constructed for her and his wife together in the past ten months had collapsed, and when he thought that his wife's wailing and efforts for several hours had been in vain.

"Hey...... Those who are not geniuses cannot be saved, and those who are not cultivators cannot be saved. Wang Ma waved her hand and said.

Ordinary genius earth treasures are in the world, and if they are either picked by the great cultivators or protected by the great demons in the mountains, very few of them can be picked up by ordinary mortals. As for the cultivators, their small remote village is whether the monks are willing to come or not, and even if they come, whether they can invite them is another matter.

"Cultivators...... Cultivator! By the way, the old Taoist in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain outside the village heard that he had reached the peak of the spiritual realm, why don't I invite him to come and see it?"

"This ......" Wang Ma was still hesitating, and suddenly felt that the baby girl's anger was a little weaker, and then gritted her teeth and nodded: "Now it seems that it can only be like this." ”

Hearing this, the man nodded, pushed open the door and ran towards the outside of the village in a hurry, which made many aunts outside the house look sideways, a little unclear.

"It's a hard work guys today, fortunately, the mother and daughter are safe, and the old body is here for Lin Sheng and his family to thank you, but now the girl has just given birth and needs to rest, please go back and rest first, and then let Zhang Lin and his family come to thank everyone for coming to thank each other. Wang Ma also walked out of the door at this time, saying thank you to everyone outside the house, but actually sending off guests.

The aunts really didn't have anything to do with themselves, and after a few polite words with Wang Ma, they left one after another.

The Taoist temple outside the village has been built for some years, and several old trees in the temple have also been rotten, and a gust of wind can still make a squeaky sound, which makes people worry about when it will collapse.

An old Taoist in a tattered Taoist robe grabbed a handful of rice from the cloth bag that had been patched several times on his side, and beckoned to the eaves of the Taoist temple, and then two swallows flew down from the eaves and gently pecked at the rice in Lao Dao's hands.

"Spring is here again, but when will the fog in front of you be able to make people see it clearly......" Lao Dao whispered to himself while feeding the swallows.

Lao Dao is really very old, and his rickety body is like the rotten wood in the Taoist temple, which can no longer withstand the carving of the years, when he was young, he also had infinite scenery because of entering the spirit realm, you must know that stepping on the spirit realm means stepping into the door of cultivating immortals, and it is no longer equal to ordinary people in the world.

"However, this fog has blocked me for decades...... Lao Dao seemed to remember some of the past, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"......Boom" The old Taoist was still sad, and the door of the Taoist temple was suddenly pushed open by a strong man, and it was Lin Sheng.

The Taoist temple that had been in disrepair for a long time was pushed hard by Zhang Lin, and the temple was directly shocked, so frightened that the swallows in the hands of the old Taoist scattered and flew away.

The wrinkled old man took a deep breath, and was very displeased with the careless behavior of the visitor, and said in a deep voice: "Who is coming, why is it making noise here?"

"Dao Chief...... Dao Chief, save my daughter!" Lin Sheng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the old Dao sitting in the center of the temple, he hurriedly knelt down and cried.

"Ouch...... What are you paws about, you baby? Get up, get up, and talk to the poor about it. The old man, who was still a little disliked, heard that people's lives were at stake, so he stopped putting on the score, and hurriedly stepped forward to help this simple man who knelt down directly as soon as he saw his face.

After Lin Sheng stood up, he briefly told Lao Dao about his daughter, and bluntly said that the only person he could find to cultivate the Tao was Lao Dao, and if Lao Dao could save his daughter, he would be willing to be a cow and a horse for Lao Dao in this life.

After listening to Lin Sheng's narration, Lao Dao waved his hand and said: "What do I want your baby to do as a cow and a horse, my old bones and my own spirit seed are about to be shattered, and I will save your daughter, I can't save it!"

Lao Dao said and rolled up his sleeves to show Lin Sheng his thin arms.

"Dao Chief...... Dao Chief, you can go and take a look, you are the only one who can save my daughter within a radius of 100 miles. Lin Sheng said that he was going to kneel again, after all, Lao Dao was Zhang Lin's last straw, how could he ask Lao Dao to show his daughter, even if there was really no way, but the meaning was different after all.

Seeing that Lin Sheng was about to kneel down again, Lao Dao hurriedly helped him, sighed and said, "Why are you so troubled, in this way, Poor Dao promised to go with you to have a look, but I dare not guarantee whether I can save Poor Dao." ”

"Thank you, thank you, chief. ”

"Hurry up and lead the way......"

"Good...... Okay, the Taoist leader comes with me. ”

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At the same time, in the mountains above the village, a magical fruit fell to the ground. It is not so much a fruit as a baby, and if it were not for the fact that he fell from a plant, it is indeed no different from a human baby.

Although the baby'......s eyes are still closed at the moment, the little nose twitches unconsciously.

"It smells so good...... Hmmm? That's ...... The smell of spirit seeds?" the baby muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up directly, and at the same time said in disbelief: "I...... Not dead?"

However, just when he was a little dazed and wanted to rub his face to sober himself up, he found that his little hands were fleshy, where were these pairs of adult hands? And his former hands had already been sharpened into thick calluses because of years of sword practice, and the immature hands in front of him seemed to be broken.

He reached out and touched his bare head, and couldn't help but think about the three most classic philosophical questions in the world: "Who am I, where do I come from, and where do I go?"

But at present, he can only answer the first of these three questions, and said slowly: "I am ...... Lone Shadow, I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I should go....." He said very seriously, even for fear that he would forget, he picked a leaf from the side and wrote the word Lone Shadow on it with his little finger.

Confused is definitely confused, Lone Shadow vaguely remembers that his last moment memory is still stuck in the scene of being pierced through the chest by the Demon Venerable, as soon as he thought of this, his chest began to ache violently again, and the injuries on his body had already healed, but the memory of the soul could really exist, and the pain in Lone Shadow covering his chest almost made him feel angry.

Just as Lone Shadow was holding his chest and gasping for breath, the intoxicating fragrance came again, which gradually relieved the pain in Lone Shadow's chest, and then he remembered that it seemed that his awakening also had some credit for this fragrance.

Driven by curiosity, he followed the fragrance to the edge of a steep cliff and looked down, and below that was the courtyard where Lin Sheng and his wife lived.

"The innate spirit seed is shattered, but how can the innate spirit seed be so fragrant?" Since the lonely shadow saw the farmhouse, he naturally also saw the poor baby girl in the farmhouse, and even he saw the old Taoist holding the talisman paper and drawing on the baby girl's body.

"Foolish!" Lone Shadow shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The innate spirit seed is shattered, so that one spirit realm can come and see it...... It's really a dare to ask for a doctor......"

"That's it...... I'm destined for you...... Forehead......" Lone Shadow helplessly raised his fleshy little hand, but suddenly seemed to remember something and retracted his hand.

"Cultivation has lost so much...... Lone Shadow pinched his little flesh claws and muttered to himself, he had just mobilized the spiritual power in his body before he found that he had a few little origins left in his body.

"Throw this source out...... Am I still me?" Lone Shadow fell into contemplation again, as long as this origin is there, it is like there is still a trace of spark in the body, and if time can be used to return to the peak again, but if this wisp of sword origin is thrown out now in order to save people, then he is really no longer the swordsman he used to be, and it is difficult to predict whether it will even bring any damage to this body.

This made Lone Shadow hesitate, although he didn't die inexplicably, but after being reborn, he killed himself, and this plot didn't seem right.

However, at this time, the aroma from the bottom of the mountain is getting stronger and stronger, which means that the baby girl will not last long, and it will soon be time for her to die when the fragrance dissipates.

"Not to mention that I am still not me after this wisp of origin is thrown out, if I don't save me today, then I will no longer be me!" Lone Shadow gritted his teeth and whispered.

This sentence is very awkward, but imagine Lone Shadow's previous life, in order to prevent the Demon Venerable from endangering the world again, when the three frontiers were silent, he took the sword to face the Demon Venerable, and finally did not hesitate to burn the source of life to pull the Demon Venerable to die together, it can be seen that he is actually a very pure person. At a time when countless sects in the Three Frontiers chose to turn a blind eye to what the Demon Sect was doing with their own interests, he was the only one who stepped forward.

"Now that you have made your life, why not be afraid of heaven's responsibility!" "The lone shadow stood up, and with a gesture of his hand, the wisp of origin in his body turned into a small sword in his hand, and threw it directly towards the small courtyard of Lin Sheng's house.

"To ...... Step up your game...... Stay alive......" Throwing out the last trace of origin in his body, the lone shadow fell towards the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

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