The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 137 191, 192. Can Cangshan see its true face, recognize each other, and return home (please subscribe)

In the territory of the Wanling Empire, Hanting Valley.

The remaining thousand or so Shang Dynasty soldiers are constantly dying, fighting desperately against the soldiers of the Wanling Empire.

And in the center of the battlefield.

The man in black flower armor quietly looked at the Shang Dynasty general who was praying frantically.

The long years of traveling and fighting have also made Song An, who is now thirty years old, more resolute and resolute on his face

Thirty years old.

But Song An has experienced joys and sorrows. People who have seen too much death will have two extremes, one is extremely afraid of death, and the other is indifferent to life, whether it is for themselves or others.

Song An belongs to the latter.

He is not afraid of death.

But he is unwilling.

Even if he wants to die, at least let his elder sister run away, right?

A few wisps of fragrant wind came from afar, and the sun scorched people's scalps, and Song An put down the scroll of Emperor Xuanwu.

"Give up?" The man in black flower armor shook his head slightly, showing disappointment. He wanted to see how the "gods" of the Shang Dynasty would be different from those of the Molten Fire Empire.

"Then let's end it early."

The man in black flower armor said with little interest. He came only to be the finale, and he didn't plan to show up.

After all, no one expected that the twenty-three great prayer masters would die here at first, and he saw the process clearly. Except for a few who were crushed to death by Song An's military force on the front battlefield, the rest were killed by the woman named Ating in an extremely strange way.

He wanted to catch Ating.

Ating hid a secret.

The emperor wanted to obtain the secret through marriage.

Unfortunately, Ating was obviously not among the candidates for marriage.

Therefore, after the Wanling Empire repelled the Molten Fire Empire, it immediately took action and launched a surprise attack in an unpredictable way, but even so, there were still heavy casualties.

This made the black flower armored men have a strong interest in Ating.

At this time, he looked sacred, raised his hand, silently chanted, and blew out a long wind in one breath. The wind swept over more than ten armored soldiers coming from the left. Those armored soldiers only felt a piercing cold, and then they lost all their strength, and then their eyes went black, and their souls died.

Bang bang bang!

The armored soldiers fell to the ground.

Song An grabbed the knife and glanced at the elder sister not far away.

Ating was an ordinary person. If there was no one to protect her on such a battlefield, she would be directly killed by the aftermath. But even if there was someone to protect her, she would not feel good at this time. Her whole face was like gold paper, and her breath was weak.

Ating, who had entered her thirties, had lost the mischievousness of a child and the rebelliousness of a girl. She looked mature and intellectual, and had a bit of the style of Miss An. However, compared with Miss An's cruelty, she was more inclined to loyalty.

Even at this time, she was still looking at the bloody female swordsman in red armor who was protecting her.

"Yuanyuan, run, run to Dashang, tell my father, my father has a way."

Ding Yuan just shook her head.

In her messy long hair, her eyes were full of bloodshot, and she saw many corpses not far away, but she couldn't tell who was who. But Xiaofeng and Zhang Ling all died there.

A tear flashed across her eyes, and her expression met Song An who was standing in the distance with a sword.

The two of them touched each other from a distance, and at that moment, the tacit understanding between the warriors suddenly emerged.

Ding Yuan said: 'I will go first, I will attract him with my life. '

Song An replied: 'Okay. '

The two of them moved suddenly.

"Big sister, goodbye." Ding Yuan stepped heavily on the ground, the ground shook, sand and stones splashed, and a phantom holding a sword more than ten feet long suddenly appeared.

Song An slowed down for a moment, but also made a move. He practiced the "Xuanwu Qi" that was passed down in the family. This skill was extremely difficult to learn. If it weren't for his father's teaching and his aunt's daily prescriptions, he would not have been able to practice it.

But even so, Xuanwu Qi was far superior to ordinary skills. The two-meter-long Xuanwu phantom suddenly burst out and came from behind.

"No"

"No!!" Ating's eyes were red, and he raised his hand far away, grasping the void weakly.

No one knew the horror of this world better than her. What she saw with her father and what she saw herself made her know that the power of the high places was not something that these small means of the low places could deal with.

"No, no, no."

She had no other words.

Tears rolled down in big drops.

Her heart was like a knife, but she was powerless.

The man in black armor looked at the two phantoms and couldn't help but move his lips, laughing a little. He didn't move, but casually flicked his hands, raising a gust of divine wind that "blew away the soul" before, and at the same time carefully avoided blowing to Ating in the distance, after all, Ating was to be captured alive.

With a mysterious power worth studying and a beautiful woman, how could he bear to hurt such a woman?

The next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Before he looked up, his body went out of control and flew high.

"What."

The man in black armor subconsciously waved his wrist and looked at the source of attraction at the same time, but saw that in the vast void, a mountain formed by dust was looming in the Hanting Valley.

Hanting Valley, in Hanting Mountain, the highest peak of Hanting Mountain is called "Jianzhi Peak", which is six or seven hundred feet high and is already a majestic peak surrounded by clouds and mist, but. This mountain that suddenly appeared is much higher than Jianzhi Peak.

"This"

"What is this!!!"

The pupils of the man in black flower armor widened. Even though his body was flying in the air, his thoughts were turning very fast. Everything in front of him was beyond his understanding.

In his peripheral vision, he saw many soldiers from the Wanling Empire flying up, all of them like dust being blown up by the strong wind and flying to high places.

"ah!"

"Ahhhh!!"

"what happened?!"

"Help!"

The soldiers of the Wanling Empire who took off shouted in fear, and one of the soldiers closest to the dusty mountain was getting faster and faster. In his sight, the dust was getting closer and closer, and he bumped into it.

At the moment of the collision, he felt an indescribable sharp pain all over his body. It disappeared in an instant, because the soldier and the armor he was wearing were all turned into powder.

After the first one, there are more.

But in just two or three moments, thousands of soldiers from the Wanling Empire disappeared completely like raindrops falling into the sea.

Perhaps the evidence of their existence is the metallic luster of blood-red stained on the dusty mountains at this time. It is a mixture of metal fragments and flesh and blood fragments. At this time, it turned into the surface of the mountain, and followed the mountain. Flow, covering the whole body of the mountain.

The man in black armor reacted, but he had already landed on a dark red palm with a strong smell of blood.

The hand is as big as a mountain col.

He raised his head and met a pair of indifferent pupils.

He could see vaguely.

It was a head as huge as a hill, with a bun on top.

This is a blood Buddha!

Song Cheng stared at the man in Xuanhuajia for a while. While he was watching, the armored soldiers from the Wanling Empire were still flying up. In a few seconds, they were all wiped out. The remaining soldiers from the Shang Dynasty looked up at him. But can't get a full picture of it.

‘What a strange statistic. ’

Song Cheng looked at the numerical value of "220~3200" of the man in Xuanhuajia with confusion.

This was his first time encountering it.

However, he didn't dwell on anything. After taking a quick glance, he stretched out his hand and shook it.

In the eyes of the man in front of Xuanhuajia, he saw that the flat valley-like palm suddenly bent, curved, turned over, and wrapped him in it.

He didn't say a word, his eyes flashed with despair, and he blew out a breath of divine wind crazily, but he couldn't move the soul in his palm at all.

Hold it firmly in your hand.

The man in Xuanhuajia exploded, his flesh and blood collapsed, and his soul was extinguished.

"The power of the evil soul is interesting." Song Cheng identified the divine wind power used by the man in black armor before his death. It was the power of the "soul evil" that would appear in the "land of four evils".

He glanced at his feet and saw that his children were all there, seriously injured. Looking around, he saw that many of the remaining Dashang soldiers were Xuanwu Temple believers, so he moved and directly possessed one of them.

As soon as he left, the flesh, flesh, and metal shavings lost their adhesion, turning into a shower of blood and falling into the distant valley.

The mountain is red with blood and smells fishy.

The sudden ending caught everyone off guard.

The blood-colored mountains appeared and suddenly disappeared, making people feel horrified and at a loss at the same time.

"The knot is over?"

Ding Yuan stood there like a piece of wood.

Her pupils were still wide open and she looked at the sky, "What was that just now?"

No one can answer.

But no one will forget.

It was a mysterious force that was beyond their understanding.

After being frightened, many merchant soldiers came over quickly, surrounded Song An, and said hurriedly: "General, leave quickly, this is not a place to stay for a long time."

Song An was also looking at the sky. Different from the horror of the soldiers and Ding Yuan, he glanced at the portrait of "Emperor Xuanwu" not far away, feeling a little confused and a little confused.

"Sister, let's go too." Ding Yuan helped Ating up. Seeing that Ating's body was weak, she carried her on her back. Her eyes swept over the place where Zhang Ling and Xiaofeng died in the distance, and she sighed sadly, but He added, "It's too dangerous here."

Ating was also looking at the sky.

However, when she was a child, she looked at the sky to draw clouds.

As a girl, she looked at the sky to find her way.

Now, she seems to be reminiscing.

Isn't it always like this when people are extremely weak, extremely sad and happy, before life and death?

Song Cheng mingled among the soldiers, looked at his children, and after a brief inspection, he knew that there was no serious problem between the two of them, and he felt relieved a little.

However, he has no intention of publicly acknowledging each other at this time, because his appearance will bias his children's judgment and relax their necessary vigilance, so that something unexpected will suddenly happen.

But he just came

Everything here is unfamiliar to him.

Moreover, after entering the "Xuanjia Perfection", his perception became much sharper, which made him vaguely feel that somewhere in this land was exuding a faint aura that he was taboo about.

‘Then let’s protect them first, and then we can recognize each other secretly after they stabilize. ’ Song Cheng made a decision.

We retreated without any major trouble.

Ating quickly summoned the nearby "doll animals", and Song An also met some soldiers who had been scattered before. Although they also encountered enemies, overall it was smooth.

After retreating to nearby towns, Song An and Ating finally had a chance to breathe.

The doctors in the city began to be busy, while Ating was wrapped in a small quilt, his whole body was sweating, but he was shivering.

She is just an ordinary person. Although she has extremely terrifying abilities, she is still an ordinary person. She has suffered the aftermath of this battle, and her emotions have been ups and downs. She has suffered both "physical injuries" and "mental injuries".

After taking some medicine, I managed to fall asleep.

midnight

She was hot and cold, and had nightmares again and again. Her body in the quilt was shaking, and her eyelids were beating wildly.

"No! Don't!!"

Suddenly, she exclaimed, straightened up suddenly, gasping for air, and her hair was already wet with sweat, and the strands stuck to her pale skin like an ink painting.

Her chest heaved as she looked into the darkness, holding her knees with her hands and biting her lip.

Thinking of my friend who died tragically, tears suddenly fell down again.

Suddenly, she felt homesick, missing the courtyard of her childhood.

She still remembered the "courtyard" of "Ating", which meant that her father liked the tranquility of that courtyard.

Dad likes that courtyard and also likes Ating.

But she also knows that "Daddy" has been missing for ten years

The woman was hugging her knees and reminiscing when she suddenly felt something. She turned her head suddenly and took a quick glance inside, only to see a thick black outline of a human figure in the house.

Her heart skipped a beat, and without asking any further questions, she subconsciously summoned the little animals to enter.

However, the voice sounded just in time.

"Ating, it's daddy."

The woman's movements slowed down for a moment, but she was still tight.

"Dad is possessed by a soldier from the Great Shang Dynasty. Your brother visualized me before and I came here. After killing the man in Xuanhuajia, I have been following you secretly."

The sound continued.

The woman's movements finally slowed down.

Song Cheng told some more things about her childhood, and Ating finally relaxed completely.

She cried: "Where have you been all these years?"

Song Chengdao: "There is no other way to practice. Once you reach a certain level, once you start practicing, time will flow very quickly. Dad always feels that only a short while has passed, but ten years have already passed outside."

As he spoke, he also sighed lightly.

He also felt regretful about not being able to watch his daughter grow up and letting her fall into such a dangerous situation.

But if he can't become stronger, he won't be able to protect this family, and he won't be able to give his family the chance to live longer.

Ating was silent.

She knew very well what her father said.

"Go home." Song Chenghu said.

Ating said: "The Wanling Empire is treacherous, and Uncle Zhao's army will come soon. Xiao An will definitely not be reconciled, and he will definitely want to take the opportunity to kill the capital of the Wanling Empire. In addition, autumn is approaching, and food is everywhere, so this battle may not be possible. Can’t fight.”

Song Cheng smiled in surprise: "A Ting knows all these things?"

Ating said: "Dad, I am not a little girl anymore, I am already thirty-one."

thirty-one

Song Cheng looked at the weak Ating, feeling inexplicably as if he was in another world.

Suddenly, he realized something: even though he had terrible destructive power, he could not cure Ating's current injury and could only let him recover slowly.

same

In the darkness, he could see Ating's maturity.

She is really a thirty-one-year-old girl, even similar to Miss An in his memory.

Miss An must have entered the Qi realm over the years, and the increased longevity will wash away her old age. However, Ating is just an ordinary person, and she will grow old slowly.

"You will always be daddy's little cotton-padded jacket." Song Cheng said softly.

Ating responded: "Yes."

After many things, she finally understood the value of family love.

Song Chengdao: "You can keep the little animals to help Xiao An, and you can go back with dad."

"Can I take Xiaoyuan with me?"

"Of course, she treats you well. Daddy will give her guidance as much as possible, and then give her the secret medicine to help her break through the pseudo-mystery."

"Thank you dad."

Later, Song Cheng met Xiao An again. The father and son talked for a long time, and Song Cheng gave Xiao An a lot of advice.

Combined with his own practice over the years, Song An suddenly felt like he was about to break through the "bottleneck in the art of war and the bottleneck in martial arts" again.

Song Cheng wanted him to withdraw his troops first.

But Song An refused, on the grounds that the Wanling Empire also suffered heavy losses this time, and if they didn't kill him while he was sick, he would be in trouble again when he recovered.

Over the years, he has been learning about the Wanling Empire through various channels. He even has a wife who is the fourth princess of the Wanling Empire.

The princess was extremely shocked when such a big thing happened this time. Fortunately, Song An did not express his anger at her. The fourth princess hated the Wanling Empire extremely.

The Wanling Empire wanted to kill her husband and raided Dashang without informing her in advance to let her escape. It was obvious that they regarded her as an abandoned child.

Regardless of whether things work out or not, she is actually going to die.

Therefore, the princess also told all the secrets and rumors she knew about the Wanling Empire.

The strongest person in the Wanling Empire is the Great Prayer Spirit Master. Each of these Great Prayer Spirit Masters has power comparable to that of the heads of the major families of the Great Shang Dynasty. However, the Fourth Princess cannot be sure about the powerful man in Xuanhua Armor.

As a member of the royal family, she could only make some vague guesses.

"I accidentally overheard my grandfather's words. My grandfather said that there is a person who governs the country in the Wanling Empire. He is the person closest to the gods. As long as he is there, everything will be safe."

"As for God, God never appears, but only blesses. Anyone in the Wanling Empire will be blessed. He will not only pray for our royal family, but also for everyone."

"The way to become a spiritual prayer master is actually to swallow the secret medicine. Although the recipe of the secret medicine is secret, it is not the most difficult. The main thing is that the main ingredients of the secret medicine are very precious, and after you take the secret medicine, you need to digest it. Secret medicine, then you can use the power."

"As for the great spiritual master, I don't know."

These are the words of the Fourth Princess.

It was these words that made Song An determined to wait for reinforcements and then rush to the imperial capital of Wanling Empire.

At the same time, he also cooperated with some speculations of the "Fourth Princess" and conducted the training test of "Spirit Prayer Master".

General Song was very stubborn and refused to return, but wanted to attack the imperial capital.

Song Cheng couldn't defeat him, so he could only ask his son to visualize him directly if he was in danger, and then left.

He also told Ating the same thing.

In this way, if any crisis arises for his children, he will know it immediately.

One month later.

Reinforcements from Dashan arrived.

Song An also transferred many soldiers from various military camps.

After cultivating, he has eliminated the awkward situation before the moon and became high-spirited, looking at the distant territory like an eagle.

He knew that his father had left.

In fact, he didn't understand why he had to work so hard and persist so much before.

But now, he seems to have some answers.

My father was too tall and too bright, like a brilliant sun hanging in the sky. In such light, everything seemed insignificant. No matter what he did, others would think in their hearts, "Song Cheng's son." It’s what we should be able to do.”

Perhaps, he just wants to prove to the world and himself: he is Song An, he is not only Song Cheng's son, he is also himself!

Life is short, even if it is pseudo-mysterious, compared with the mountains and rivers, it is still like an insect, living and dying, and it is difficult to see the spring and autumn.

But even so, so what?

‘Dad, your life is the pursuit of stronger power and the pursuit of seeing more scenery. But the son just wants to seize the present and leave the most glorious memory in the memory of future generations. ’

"Xuanhe martial arts, immortal illumination of the world!"

General Song clenched his fists and looked into the distance. He wanted to earn a lot of fame both before and after him. Even if someone talks about it a thousand years later, he will still remember that there was an arrogant general who fought in the south and the north a thousand years ago. He has countless meritorious deeds, and his Chunqiu style of writing, which cherishes words like gold, cannot conceal his merits.

Early autumn time.

Song Cheng finally returned to the imperial capital.

It was like a prodigal son returning home, timid about his hometown. The bustling city was just as he remembered, but he began to feel nervous.

When he returned to the Song Dynasty, it was already the end of Xu.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moon is full.

Under the full moon, a girl with pure white eyes was sitting on a small couch, her head raised, and she didn't know what she was looking at. She stretched out her little fingers and pointed in the void.

The direction of that finger is to the stars.

She seemed to be counting the stars.

But she is blind. How can she see the stars if she is born blind?

"What are you counting?" A strange but gentle voice suddenly sounded from the girl's side.

After a long while, the girl responded: "Mom said there are stars above, I'm counting them."

As she spoke, she began to chant: "One two one two, one two one one two one two one two one"

She actually forgot that there was a stranger next to her, and she didn't realize that a stranger had broken into her home!

If there were bad guys, presumably they could abduct her easily, right?

The people in the room reacted.

"who?!"

The door opened suddenly, and a charming figure rushed out. But when he looked outside, he suddenly stopped and looked at the person standing in the yard in surprise.

"Ms. sir."

Su Ningyu ran over as she did when they first met, and flew into Song Cheng's arms.

Even after giving birth to a daughter, she is still the same as before, at least a little more mature.

"One, two, one, two, one, two," the girl was still counting the invisible stars, dumbly and stupidly.

"Xiao Mo'er, your father is back." Su Ningyu happily knelt down and took the girl's hand.

Song Cheng also squatted down and looked at his daughter distressedly, then looked at Su Ningyu and said: "I have made a breakthrough, but I am still one step away from the state of qualitative change."

Su Ningyu said in astonishment: "Is this the place where you mentioned the Four Evils?"

Song Chengdao: "You know that I gave this level of realm the name Soul Transformation Realm;

After breaking through the reappearance tribulation, one can enter the gray film realm;

Then, by cultivating the four powerful methods, you can condense the Dharma form, seize the body and be reborn, which can be called the state of rebirth;

As for experiencing the four evil places, after successfully passing through them, you will be able to follow the sky and the earth, your soul will appear thousands of feet high, and the appearance of the law will be the same, and you will no longer stick to one body. As for how many, I don't know. "

Su Ningyu said in a trembling voice: "Then you."

Song Chengdao: "I have reached the highest realm I can see, and I roughly guess the next opportunity is on Ji Lei Mountain."

Su Ningyu was silent for a long time.

She has been in the Soul Transformation Realm for many, many years, and finally broke through the so-called Gray Membrane Realm. But now she has only just stabilized the realm, and Xianggong.

"Daddy?"

Song Mo's reflex arc finally reacted. She responded to her mother's previous words, called out a title, and then murmured curiously, "Daddy? Daddy?"