The news of Baili Pengxuan's heavy fire poison spread, but no one in the family could unravel this fire poison.

Of course, because of Baili Pengxuan's performance, those so-called geniuses were blamed, and they were only blamed. However, when asked where they bought this fire poison, they couldn't say, because this fire poison was given to them by Lin Luotian through some channels, and the fire poison had been refined by him to be extremely refined and pure, and if they wanted to unravel the fire poison, they could only rely on bloodsucking.

Sure enough, after Baili Pengxuan accidentally found an ancient book, he couldn't stand the thirst for blood in his throat and drank the blood. But there are two of them, and the entry of a drop of blood has already addicted him, and although he tried to restrain it, it was useless, he could not suppress that instinctive thirst for blood.

Start something but fail to carry through......

In order to take care of the baby and let her grow up, Lin Luotian constructed a body in this world with the three wills of becoming a god, guarding and fighting intent, although ordinary people can see Lin Luotian, but in the eyes of the monk, it looks like a baby girl floating in the air, which is naturally weird.

Maybe it was related to fate, it snowed heavily on the day Lin Luotian took her away, Lin Luotian found another mortal village, and then lived in the village chief's house, most of the people here are surnamed Ye.

At night, Lin Luotian fed the baby girl, and then soothed her to sleep, and came to the yard alone, at this time, all the villagers slept, and Lin Luotian was the only one in the huge snow world. Lin Luotian looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were falling one after another, covering the world in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the deep sadness and sorrow.

Perhaps driven by the meaning of desolation, the snow became heavier, whirring, as if it was about to overwhelm the thatched house.

Lin Luotian's expression moved slightly, he heard it, he heard the sound of snow, and the reason why the snow had a sound was because of the wind. But this voice is not the sound of the wind, but the sound of the snow, whirring and mourning, this is the sound of sorrow, it is the voice of mourning, and it is the same as this heaven and earth, and it is the same as this era, they can cry, but the sound of this snow is even sadder and sadder, like the aggregation of all crying.

His desolation appeared outside his body, swirling with ice vapor, and then rolled with the heavy snow, mixed in, whirring and whistling, and it was no longer clear whether the meaning of sadness was snowflakes or snowflakes were desolate.

"Winter is the season when everything withers, and snow is the appearance of winter, so snow represents the withering of all things. And the withering of all things is their desolation, and they cry because of their own withering, because of their own brokenness...... Isn't the sound of the mournful sound of the snow just the appearance of the mournful sound? When I first understood the meaning of the image, I could see the source of things from the appearance...... Just as looking at mountains and water is not water, it is because of the difference in one's own state of mind, and different states of mind have different manifestations. But when everything returns to the basics, everything returns to the appearance, looking at the mountains or the mountains, looking at the water or the water, isn't the so-called source exactly the appearance?"

As Lin Luotian became more aware of the meaning of desolation, his sense of desolation grew rapidly, getting closer and closer to his will. However, this kind of growth is not an ordinary growth, it is a huge leap beyond the 'quantity', and it is an unprecedented 'qualitative' leap. Lin Luotian saw the appearance of sadness through the source, which was also the sorrow of snow...... At this moment, his desolation is no longer desolate, but sad!

Desolation and sorrow, the meaning of sorrow is the evolution of sadness, and sorrow can be said to be the source of sadness. But on the other hand, sorrow is also a manifestation of sadness, and because of sorrow, sadness can be seen...... This is also to see the mountains or mountains, to see the water or water, is a kind of return to the basics, back to heaven and earth!

"The meaning of sorrow is both the source and the appearance of the meaning of sadness, because the source and the appearance exist relatively...... In the same way, the mourning means the sound of snow, so it is the appearance of snow, but it is also the source of snow, the will of snow!"

Lin Luotian waved his right hand violently, and the snow between heaven and earth became even bigger, and the sorrow became bigger and clearer: "The will of snow, this is my fifth will after the truth, the god, the battle will, and the guardian! At that time, when I condensed the true truth, although the intention of the original image was already strong to the level of will, but because I did not understand the true truth, I could not condense the true truth. However, the will of snow is different, although the level of the meaning of sorrow has also reached the level of will, and although I have already realized the will of the fifth snow, I cannot condense the will of snow. ”

Lin Luotian had a guess, the reason why he couldn't condense the will of snow was because he hadn't found this world yet, after spanning several eras, why would there still be such a huge desolation, if he could find it, then he would be able to condense the will of snow, and even his mind!

"The will of becoming a god, the will of infinite war, and the will of protection, these three wills are my own will, although they are all special wills, but relatively speaking, they are not strong. Although the true will is true, it has never broken through, but it does not affect the strength of the true will, because it is already on the edge. And this sorrowful will, although it is still only the level of will, its strength has surpassed the three wills, and even surpassed the true will...... That's because it's not my sadness, nor my sorrow, but the sorrow and coolness of this era and heaven and earth!"

The sorrowful cry was withdrawn from the body, and the snow between the heavens and the earth gradually decreased, but the whole village accumulated heavy snow that had never been before. When he came to the room, Lin Luotian heard the little girl's cry, some because the previous scream was too loud.

Lin Luotian immediately walked over to pick up the child, but as soon as he touched her body, he found that it was strange and very hot, Lin Luotian touched her forehead, and the child seemed to have a fever. It's no wonder that she was only a month old and is still taking care of her in the palace, but here it is a storm and snow, how can a child support it.

Lin Luotian grew up in the mountains since he was a child, he is naturally proficient in colds, and his will is swept away, and he has found some herbs in the village chief's house, these herbs are mild and most suitable for children.

At this time, the village chief's wife came out, and after learning that the little girl had a fever, she was also sleepy, took the medicine to boil, and asked Lin Luotian to stay by her side.

Lin Luotian sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped the little baby girl's quilt tightly, he looked at her, and his eyes suddenly became complicated. She was only a month old now, and even if she were to meet her fate, she would not live for ten years...... Can he really do that with her?

As if it was very uncomfortable, the little baby girl grabbed the quilt and made a humming sound in her mouth. Lin Luotian immediately wrapped her in the quilt and hugged her and comforted her, but her unspeakable discomfort deeply pierced his eyes and his heart.

"You say, what should I do? Do I really have the right to do that?" Lin Luotian's eyes were sad, he gently patted the little girl's back, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, should he do that or not?

The next day, although the sky was clear, but the little girl's condition did not improve much, although he knew that he would sacrifice her, but thinking that he made her suffer from the cold, Lin Luotian still blamed himself in his heart, his every move could change her fate, what if she died here?

It's not that he can't complete his plan, it's that she's just a baby.

Wrapped in a thick blanket, Lin Luotian walked to the courtyard with the baby girl in her arms, hoping that the bright sunshine could remove her discomfort. Just then, a girl in a red cotton jacket pushed open the fence gate outside the courtyard and walked in. She looked at Lin Luotian, although she had some frightened looks, she was still approaching, and her palms were clenched tightly, as if there was something.

"Is there something wrong with my little sister?"

The little girl was about six years old, and she said timidly, "I came to see my little sister, and I heard that she was sick, so I brought her something. ”

The little girl stretched out her hand, and there was a handful of small red fruit like a wolfberry in her palm.

"Give this to my little sister, she will definitely get better. It's just that she doesn't know how such a young baby can eat this, and this fruit is just an ordinary wild fruit, which can only quench thirst, not cure diseases.

"Thank you. Lin Luotian had a smile on his face, took a few small fruits, and then squeezed out some juice and dipped a few points on the tip of the little girl's tongue. The stimulation of her taste buds made her smash her mouth too, as if she had tasted sweetness, and a smile bloomed on her face.

The little sister smiled, so cute. Seeing the smile, the little girl also jumped up happily, and the laughter in the courtyard for a while washed away the chill around her, and also slightly dispelled the sadness in Lin Luotian's eyes.

"Uncle, can I hug my little sister?"

Lin Luotian gave the child to her, and the smile on the little girl's face became even brighter.

The village chief's wife walked out and whispered behind Lin Luotian: "Her name is Ye Yunwei, this child is also a poor person, two years ago, her parents went up the mountain to look for medicinal herbs, but accidentally fell into the cliff...... Alas, after that, she was the only one left, and for two years she still relied on the help of her neighbors. I heard that there has been a war outside recently, and we are fine here, but in other places, there may be many such children, who have lost their parents in the war, and there is no one to help, how can they survive......"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Lin Luotian's mouth, and the eyes of the little baby girl were replaced by sadness again, although his body was just a structure, but his heart was so painful, it hurt like it was about to drip blood.

Is he really that ruthless?

(To be continued...... (To be continued.) )