Tianmai Continent

The ink-like night sky, the moonlight spreads down, like a layer of green gauze covering this vast earth.

On the lonely road, the night wind blew across the woods, and the sound of shining leaves blowing came out in waves.

The hunched old man on the road was walking slowly with a cane and holding the child in one hand. The child was about five or six years old.

The old man looked up at the stars in the sky, his deep eyes showed a ray of light, and a solemn expression appeared on his face covered with gullies.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?" The child's tender voice sounded, looking at the old man in confusion.

"It's okay, grandpa is a little tired." His heavy voice seemed to tell the vicissitudes of the old man's experience.

The old man led the child and walked slowly along the avenue to the distance. The back, which was faintly visible in the dark, seemed so lonely.

Meteors flashed one after another in the night sky, forming a dreamy meteor shower that cut through the sky.

Nanchuan City

As the third update of the night approached, the dark night sky was torn apart by lightning, the thunder was thunderous, and the strong wind was howling.

The sea of ​​thunder churned in the sky above Nanchuan City.

In a courtyard of a main house in Nanchuan Mansion, Nan Qingzheng stood in the courtyard, and the maid next to him rushed in and out of the room.

A woman's scream came from the room, and Wenpo's cheering cheers.

There is also this scene in the other side yard not far away, except that no one is walking and waiting outside.

Both women are Nan Qingzheng's women, and they both gave birth on the same day, which meant that he had to make a choice.

Everyone in the mansion knew that two wives gave birth, and the maids and servants in each house were doing what they should do in an orderly manner.

In a moment, a blue lightning bolt of hundreds of feet suddenly appeared in the night sky, reflecting the sky like daylight.

A blue figure fell into the warehouse of Nanchuan Mansion. Due to the thunder, it was not discovered by the servants of Nanchuan Mansion.

Through the lightning outside the window in the warehouse, you can see a person leaning hard against the treasure chest in the warehouse. To be precise, it was a woman, but the woman's appearance was extremely terrifying. The scars covering half of her face flowed out of bright red blood, which made people feel inexplicably terrifying.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the edges of the woman's wound are extremely neat and even emit a faint blue light.

The woman did not care about her wounds, but gently stroked her bulging belly with her hands.

The thunder outside resounded through the heaven and earth, but no raindrops fell. The residents in the city had already knelt on their feet and prayed to the sky for the arrival of the rain.

As we prayed, the wind seemed to be praying, the trees that blew downed their heads, and the thunder in the sky echoed.

Wenpo's voice became tighter, the wind became tighter, and the thunder became tighter.

"Boom..."

In an instant, it seemed that the entire Nanchuan City was going to sensation and the earth was waking up.

The thunder echoed between the world for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the cry of the baby spread, and the long-lost rain kissed the dry earth.

The residents in the city were completely carnival, and after years of drought, they finally ushered in the first rain.

All things begin a new cycle.

The heavy rain fell all night and did not gradually close until dawn.

The next day, Nanchuan Prefecture issued a notice that the lord of Nanchuan City was happy to have a son and a daughter last night.

It happened to rain for a long time, and it was a blessing for all things. It named the son Tianze and the daughter Yuxi. It means that all things in the heaven are beautiful, and the rain is cherished by Nanchuan.

As soon as this show came out, the city was in an uproar, followed by the city people's kneeling down and worshiping. They believed that these two people were gifted by God.

Another day, the five major cultivation sects in Qingshui Kingdom, except for Zixutian Sect, Fengling Immortal Sect, Nantian Dao Sect, Piaomiao Shen Sect, and Kongming Sword Sect, all came.

A natural vision, all stars flow and fire, there must be great

Can be reincarnated or prodigy.

After the four major immortal sects that came together found that Nan Tianze had Yingyue Spiritual Root, one of the eight extraordinary spiritual roots, the four sects fought for it and almost took a big move. In the end, the Nan Tiandao Sect took out the Qinglong Order to acquire the spiritual disciples.

Also, Nan Yuxi measured the qualification of the third-class spiritual root of the wood-type sky-level middle-class spiritual root, and was strongly included in the Fengling Immortal Sect.

On the same day, the Qingshui Kingdom issued an edict, and granted Nan Qingzheng the title of the Prince of Nanchuan. He was awarded a set of fourth-rank spiritual armor, a set of medium-rank spiritual stones, and a thousand taels of black gold. His son Nan Tianze was given the Changyun Lock, and his daughter Nan Yuxi was given the Changsheng Bell.

Almost no one knew that there was a child born in the warehouse of Nanchuan Prefecture that night, and no one would care about the birth of a child.

Six years later

The summer is hot, the scorching sun bakes the earth, and the air is filled with the smell of dust.

The grass on the roadside shook his head stubbornly, as if he wanted to look up and face the glory of the scorching sun.

A pillar is connected by the roots and branches and leaves expand to form a giant tree in the sky that covers the sky, exuding waves of vitality.

Several old men in their seventies under the tree looked at the giant tree with a smile and talked about it.

"Old Li, this old banyan tree is older than the ones we combined, so don't ask your grandson to pee on the tree every day." Uncle Wang held a rotten palm fan and slapped it gently.

Grandpa Li narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the child playing in the distance and said with a smile, "The child is ignorant and he will follow his ignorance. This tree has a spirit, so he won't blame these little kids, haha."

"I have a spirit. I think that in those years of severe drought, almost all the trees in the city will die. It survived. Three days after the rain, it was like a dead tree in spring, full of greenness." Mr. Chen, whose hair had already grayish hair, looked at the banyan tree with awe in his eyes.

Several children about six years old not far away left the protection of the shadow of the banyan tree and fought in the scorching sun.

Somehow the children had conflicts.

"Hmph, you are the ugly son. We won't play with you anymore." The little boy pointed to Ling Ye, who was shorter than him, said.

"Brother Wang Hao, don't say that to Brother Ling Ye." The little girl next to him held Wang Hao's hand and whispered.

"Fuck it was ugly, Chen Luo, Li Qi, are you right?"

Before the two of them could answer, Ling Ye shouted loudly, and Wang Hao said yes, and Ling Ye rushed towards Wang Hao, and his small body forced Wang Hao to the ground.

The two started fighting on the ground, Chen Luo and Li Qi were watching the fun with a smile, but the little girl Su Ling ran to her grandfather under the banyan tree crying.

Of course, the old men also saw the fight between the two children and came over to stop drinking. As soon as they stopped, they separated.

The two of them were covered in dust and each had abrasions, but it was obvious that the abrasions on Ling Ye were even more serious.

After understanding the whole story, Uncle Wang scolded Wang Hao a few words, then said Ling Ye a few words, asking the two to apologize to each other, and then asked them to go home on their own.

Adults won’t take their little kids to heart.

Just as Ling Ye slowly returned home, the old men sighed.

They all knew that there was a hideous scar on the child's face. It had existed since he moved here six years ago, and no one was seen in the child's father. Just such a woman pulled the child up alone.

Sometimes those neighbors feel unfair for the child’s mother. Why should such a good woman treat her like this?

The surrounding neighbors will lend a helping hand to Ling Ye’s family, and Ling Ye’s mother will also help the neighbors with free medical treatment.

Adults often teach children that they should not say that Ling Ye’s mother, but children are children. Tong Wujiyan, once they are unhappy with their own fun, they will ignore everything and say whatever they want.

Ling Ye walked home slowly, less than a few hundred meters away, and walked for half an hour. During this period, he tried hard to remove the dust on his body, and wanted to cover the scratches on his forehead.

Go home

Behind the door, he paused again, checked himself before stepping into the door.

As soon as I entered the door, the strong smell of medicine came to my nose, and there was no smell of medicine outside the door. There were two levels of heaven inside and outside the door.

The small yard is full of dried herbs.

Ling Ye took a deep breath and shouted with a smile on his face, "Mom, I'm back, and ran inside, not impressed by the strong smell of medicine here."

The woman in plain clothes did not respond, but just sat on a chair and carefully selected the medicinal materials in the bamboo basket.

The long black hair was draped on the back, and a few strands of hair floated on the chest. The scars on the left side of the face were not scarred and still had a trace of blood seeping out. This has been the case all year round, which has made the woman's skin so white.

Ling Ye ran in with a smile, but saw a washboard on the ground, and when he saw a thick ancient book in front of him, his smiling face instantly solidified.

He looked at the woman blankly, but the woman ignored her and still lowered her head to select the medicinal materials in her hand.

"Mom..." Ling Ye gently pulled the woman's clothes before leaving, and his aggrieved voice made people feel soft.

The woman still didn't respond.

Ling Ye had no choice but to walk towards the washboard and kneel down. Tears gushed out of his innocent big eyes with a lot of grievances.

"Don't cry." A cold voice came into Ling Ye's ears. Ling Ye wiped his tears, but he still couldn't stop flowing out.

Pick up the book without title on the ground and start reading.

There was a divine site in ancient times, named Ri Ling,

There are ancient trees, the Sun Banyan King, whose leaves are like fans and their shapes are like bells. The leaves can avoid reincarnation, and the dew can lead to immortality.

The spirit has fairy grass, the sun breaks the soul, the leaves are like eyebrows, and the shape is like orchids. When you hear it, the soul disappears, and when you touch it, the soul disperses.

The spirit has a divine branch, and the sun is immortal...

I don’t know how long I read it, Ling Ye fell asleep. The woman obviously knew that Ling Ye would fall asleep. When she fell down, she had already supported Ling Ye and gently picked him up into the inner room.

There was a small bathing bucket in the middle of the inner room, and the bucket was filled with gray-green medicine.

The woman took off Ling Ye's clothes and put them in the bucket.
To be continued...