Chapter 3 Pedestrians in the World

The sun shines, removes the clouds and fog, and scatters the light.

At this time, many people have gathered in the small courtyard where Yin's family lives. They probed their heads and talked endlessly. No wonder Yin Yi's wail is so miserable that he didn't surprise everyone?

In the room, Yin Yifan has been helped to bed. His cheeks were pale and bloodless, and the originally beautiful teenager looked a little strange.

"How's my son, doctor?" Old Yin half stretched out his hands and asked an old man sitting on the side of the table to tidy up the medicine box.

The old man, dressed in a robe and hung white on his chest with long beards, stood up with the medicine box on his back and just sighed at Mr. and Mrs. Yin, "Well, your physique is the only one I have seen in my life, which is very strange to say. His heartbeat and pulse are much slower than ordinary people, and his body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people, and even his hair is blue.

"Dir, I beg you to save my son. He is still so young. If you save my son, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay you." Yin Yi was not as calm as the old man Yin. Hearing the husband's words, he quickly grabbed the latter's hand and begged.

"Dun, what you said was what he had when he was a child, but it has become more and more serious in recent years. Can you save my son?" Old Yin stretched out his hand to hold Yin Yi, looking at the old man with a sad face.

"I'm afraid that I can't do anything about your physique. Just now, I used a silver needle to stop the cold in his body, but I found that the source of this strange disease seems to come from his blood. Now the cold has become poisonous, deep into the internal organs, and even the bone marrow. The old man's means can only temporarily delay. Er Lao, you'd better accompany him to walk the last part of the road calmly.

The elder looked at Yin Yifan, who was lying flat in sleep, and couldn't help shaking his head. The doctor's parents also felt a little uncomfortable when he saw a teenager who wanted to leave the world at such a young age.

When Mr. Yin heard that the doctor sentenced his son to death, he was shocked and stiffened. The old body couldn't help shaking and lifeless.

Yin Yishi ignored what the doctor said and approached the bed. He squatted down, grabbed Yin Yifan's cold hand with both hands and put it on his wrinkled face, trying to give some warmth. He looked straight at his son's pale face and unconsciously overflowed with tears.

"Son..." Yin Yishi called softly and the corners of his mouth rose.

In fact, the teenager had already woken up and heard what the doctor said, but he didn't want to open his eyes with a splitting headache.

"Mother..." Yin Yifan opened his eyes and showed his blue eyes. Straighten your fingers and stroke Yin Yi's face.

"Son. Son, what do you think? Is there anything wrong with you? Yin Yishi saw the former wake up and asked in a panic. These days, the poor mother has become older and older after a series of things that her son died and is about to die.

The messy hair at one end is actually a little more white.

The wrinkle on his face turned out to be a few more grooves.

From the change of appearance, it can be found that the matter of the son has dealt a great blow to the mother.

"There is no discomfort, mother, I just want to go out for a walk." Although Yin Yifan was extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't help laughing and smiled softly when he saw his parents being so sad for himself.

SF City is a medium-sized city of this Xuanji Empire. It is said to be a medium-sized city, but its city construction is not very prosperous. If this area had not been close to the fierce beast mountains, there would not have been so many people passing through here, let alone set up so many square cities in this Shunfeng City.

A teenager with blue hair and frost on his face is Yin Yifan. Slowly taking small steps and quietly walking on the streets of Shunfeng City, his eyes are also a rare blue color. Yin Yifan is also a small reputation in this city, which will naturally attract the attention of pedestrians from time to time.

It's just that this is not a good reputation, but more contempt and disdain.

Yin Yifan is on the road at this moment, being stroked by the cool breeze. I couldn't help but feel a little clear, and the intermittently broken memory in my mind was connected.

"I think I really traveled through time. Now my name is Yin Yifan. I am 14 years old. Because I had a prominent cold physique when I was a child, my heartbeat is slower than ordinary people, and my body temperature is lower than ordinary people. So my peers regard me as a monster and don't want to be a monster. The adults in the city regard me as a wild seed, and I don't know where I picked up my short life.

Yin Yifan ignored other people's eyes, and even did not show any faint expression on his cheeks. The city of Shunfeng is bustling with people, but nothing is worth watching.

"This is the Dayuan world, yes, this Shunfeng City is the place where I grew up. No, how can I go back to the original place, Xi Yao, what should I do? Yin Yifan stopped and thought about it carefully. Suddenly, he frowned and was in pain again. The teenager couldn't help holding his head in his hands and squatting down in place.

"I can't think about it, I can't think about it." Yin Yifan kept saying to himself.

For a long time, he stood up and exhaled gently. He walked quickly under a big tree in front of him, and the dense branches stretched out the sky alone. Swings were tied to large branches with thick hemp ropes and swayed slightly with the wind.

This is a paradise for young people. Many children are fighting around swings, full of endless clucks, and they are very happy.

Yin Yifan approached a remote swing alone and slowly sat on it. He put his hands on the hemp rope and quietly watched the others play.

seemed to sense the teenager's approach, and many children who were closer couldn't help walking away, with disgust in their eyes.

The yellow sky is blowing a cool breeze.

I don't know where the fallen leaves came from.

Falling on the earth, gradually desolate.

Yin Yueye leaned against the thick rope and let the swing swing slowly. The narrow eyes looked faintly at the departing children and the joy in the distance, allowing the bitterness, loneliness and desolation to permeate from their hearts.

A series of good memories tell him that this world is called the Great Yuan world, and everyone is martial. In this world, what everyone practices is the legendary power, only the power, without the magic and fighting spirit in the fantasy of earthlings.

Due to his lonely childhood without playmates, Yin Yifan often reads alone. He learned that everyone in the world has a space for life, also known as Benyuan. People open up the original by practicing Yuanli to understand the Yuan Tao.

It is also because everyone can open up the original, so that this practice of vitality is deeply rooted in people's hearts and integrated into daily life. In this way, this power is closely related to human beings.

Even children who are as young as ten years old as old as a hundred years old often talk about this power. Because, the higher the level of Yuanli, the more the Yuan will be opened up, the stronger the human strength will be. Who in the world doesn't want to be self-reliant?

For thousands of years, this Yuandao has been summarized by the world.

Up to nine life spaces can be opened up in each person's body. However, there are very few billions of people in the world who can practice up to nine yuan, just like a few. The distance between one yuan and nine yuan is really farther than the distance between heaven and earth.

Each element is a space, which is said to be born deep in the middle of the eyebrows. The original space shape is not an ordinary square circle, but a strange shape of a nine-angle. The cultivation of Yuanli requires the orderly practice of one angle and one corner, so there are nine corners in the realm of each yuan.

For example, for the person who has just practiced the first yuan, his realm is one yuan and one corner.

For example, for a person who has practiced to the peak level of the first yuan, his realm is one yuan and nine cents.

After practicing the first yuan, you can continue to understand the Yuandao, derive the second yuan, and step into the realm of one corner of the two.

In this way, I practiced to the highest level - nine yuan and nine cents. It is said that people who can cultivate nine yuan can move the world in one step, and a roar can swing the sea. The world should honor him as a saint.

As the saying goes, nine yuan can be determined by moving one finger.

"Yo...isn't this our monster? Isn't it dead? Why do you have time to sit here to enjoy the cool today?

While Yin Yifan slowly looked through the memory of Yuandao in his mind, a voice resounded from afar. Looking along the sound, he could see that a group of teenagers were coming. Headed by a young man in gorgeous brocade clothes was surrounded by stars and moon-like.

The teenager also looks about 15 or 16 years old, but he is quite handsome. However, there is a strong evil spirit between the mouth and face, and a pair of eyes look straight at Yin Yifan, which is difficult to hide a touch of abuse.

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