Chapter 4 Retrograde Meridians

The night god who figured this out did not cry anymore, but folded the robe of the night god sacrifice neatly, and then sat on the shore and silently watched the night god sacrifice.

The night god sacrifice did not know that the night god had seen the shocking scars on his body. The reason why he threw the robe he took off directly on the face of the night god was to cover her sight, but he didn't expect that the night god finally looked at his upper body clearly.

At this time, he was immersed in cultivation. Under the physical observation of spiritual knowledge, the night god sacrifice saw that with the operation of the practice of skills, wisps of heaven and earth were absorbed by his body, and then turned into pure spiritual power, slowly flowing in the meridians.

The spiritual consciousness of the night god sacrifice closely observed the flow of spiritual power in the meridians, but he found that the flow speed of spiritual power was slower than last night. No matter how his spiritual consciousness stimulated the operation of the skills, the flow speed of spiritual power showed no sign of speeding faster.

Seeing that the spiritual flow in my body gradually deteriorated day by day, the night god sacrifice couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. If it continues to develop according to this situation, will I no longer be able to stimulate the spiritual power in my body one day, so as to become a useless young master who has no power to bind chickens?

"I don't want to be like that. Whether it's for myself or for Linger, even if I die, I don't want to be a waste!"

The night god sacrifice roared loudly in his heart, and a fierce look suddenly appeared on his calm face. "Since the operation according to the skills can't restore the spiritual power to the same endless flexibility, then I will simply fight to the death and go against the meridians!"

The night god sacrifice thought of doing it, suppressing the spiritual power that slowly flowing in the meridians with spiritual knowledge, and then controlling the spiritual power, slowly running in the opposite direction according to the meridians recorded by the night god refining.

Originally, according to the meridian operation route recorded in the inheritance skills of the family, the flow of spiritual power starts from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, flows through the whole body meridians and the Qihai acupoint in the lower abdomen, and finally returns to the Baihui acupoint, forming a spiritual operation cycle.

But at this time, the Night God Festival forcibly reverses the spiritual power in the meridians, so that the spiritual power that should have flowed through the whole body and then returned to the Baihui acupoint. It operated in the opposite direction and collided with the spiritual power that had just flowed from the Baihui acupoint in the meridians.

This kind of retrograde meridian behavior, for an alchemist whose cultivation has not yet broken through to the spiritual realm, is undoubtedly looking for death. Two spiritual forces collide in the meridians, and the consequences of this situation can be large or small. If it is a minor injury, it will be seriously injured, but it can recover after a period of cultivation, and if it is serious, the meridians will burst, and even the Baihui acupoint will be blocked by the collision of these two spiritual forces. From then on, the night god sacrifice will completely become a useless person who can't even mobilize the spiritual power.

"Poo!" The night god sacrifice only felt a burst of dizziness and swelling, and there was also a severe colic in the lower abdomen. A mouthful of red blood spewed directly from his mouth, and then he completely fainted.

As the blood from the Night God Festival gradually dyed a small pool of red, his body sitting on the big stone slowly collapsed. He was washed away by the water of the waterfall and fell into the pool.

"Brother!" The night god was shocked for a moment. She didn't know why the night god sacrifice suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground in the process of cultivation, but she knew that her brother had lost consciousness at this time. If he was allowed to fall into the pool, he would definitely drown!

Thinking of this, the night god, regardless of the fact that the water would wet his clothes, jumped directly into the pool in the cyan skirt and swam quickly to the center of the pool...

I don't know how long I have been sleeping, but I just feel that there has been a soft voice in my ear that keeps calling me. It was not until he finally woke up that he knew that the person who had been calling him in his ear was his favorite sister Night God.

And not only the night god has been guarding the night god sacrifice, but also a beautiful young woman looks at the night god sacrifice sleeping motionless with a worried face. This beautiful young woman is the night charm of the night god sacrifice and the mother of the night god, who are also members of the night god family.

"Linger?" The night god sacrifice smiled gently at the night god, and then looked at the beautiful young woman standing aside, "Mother, why are you coming here?"

"Jieer, why are you so careless? If it hadn't been for Linger's watching beside her..." Ye Shenyun, who was still full of charm, couldn't help stretching out her hand to cover her face, and her charming eyes slowly shed two tears. "And the injuries on your body, why don't you tell your mother?"

"I'm fine. Mom, you don't have to worry." Ye Shendi shook his head with a smile, avoided the topic of the injuries on his body, and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"You child just like to be stubborn, which is very similar to your father's guy..." Ye Shenyun stretched out her hand and slowly wiped away the tears on her face, then showed a helpless smile, stretched out her hand and touched the hair of the Yeshen Festival, and said coquettishly, "You have been asleep for two days. If your father hadn't fed you the next time. Chundan, I guess you haven't woken up yet. You see, Linger has been here for two days and two nights.

The Night God Festival turned his head and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw that the flexible eyes of the Night God were a little puffy, and even had dark circles under his eyes. He was very moved to see this scene of the Night God. He knew that the Night God must not have slept well at night and had not left by his side all the time. Linger, I'm ready to wake up. Don't worry. You'd better go to sleep quickly.

"But Dad said that you can't get out of bed these days, brother. Linger will stay and take care of you!" Unexpectedly, the night god shook his head and insisted on staying to take care of his brother.

"Well, listen to your brother. Go to sleep first. It's not too late to take care of me when you wake up." The night god sacrifice pinched the night god's delicate nose and said with a smile.

"Okay." The night god wrinkled her nose. Under the persuasion of the night god sacrifice, she, who was already a little sleepy, did not insist, but turned back to her room to sleep.

It was not until the night god left that Ye Shenyun slowly sat next to the night god sacrifice and looked at the night god sacrifice with a touch of pity. "Son, your father told me that you were injured and unconscious because of the retrograde meridians. What's going on? And how did the scars on your body come from? You have been killing the divine pavilion for two years. What the hell happened?"

Behind the urgent greetings, it reveals Ye Shenyun's deep concern for the Night God Festival, which makes the Night God Festival feel a warmth in his heart. He has not felt this warm feeling for a long time.

The two years of training in the Killing Pavilion were like a year for him, and all he felt was cold and dark. The warm feeling of being cared for by his relatives is the only motivation he can persevere.

But the Night God Festival doesn't want to say that what happened in the Killing God Pavilion has become a thing of the past. He doesn't want to mention it again, which makes his mother who cares about him more annoying.

"Mom, I'm really fine. Those have passed. Didn't I come home safely now?" The Night God Festival smiled indifferently at Ye Shenyun. It seemed that everything he had experienced in the Killing God Pavilion was nothing compared with his mother's care.

"You child..." Ye Shenyun shook her head helplessly. Looking at the night god sacrifice, her eyes were full of pity. She gently stretched out her hand and held the night god sacrifice in her arms. "If there is any difficulty, you must tell your mother, okay? If you hold it alone, your mother will feel uncomfortable if she knows it."

"I know." The night god sacrifice nodded and gently buried his head in his mother's arms. He remembered that when he was sick and uncomfortable when he was a child, his mother would hold him so gently. This warm feeling made him feel very peaceful, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he gradually fell asleep.

"A child with a hard life..." Looking at the sleeping face of the Night God Festival, a spoiled smile appeared on the soft face of the Night God Festival. He stretched out his hand and gently covered the quilt for the Night God Festival, and got up and left the room of the Night God Festival.

Time flies like running water. The night god sacrifice lay on ** for three days. His injury was already seven or eight points better under the amazing effect of the rejuvenation elixir sent by the night god, and he could get out of bed and walk by himself.

But the mood of the Night God Festival was not happy at all, because the triennial family spiritual refining ceremony will begin in three days.

The spiritual refining ceremony of the Night God family has been passed down in this family for a long time. It is mainly to test whether the children in the family who can practice spiritual refining can successfully condense their own spiritual martial arts. At the same time, it is also a stage for the younger generation of disciples in the family to show themselves.

The Night God Festival still remembers that at the spiritual refining ceremony three years ago, he became the first person of the young generation in the family. At the age of 12, he cultivated to the nine-fold realm of the spiritual master. For a while, it was not only in the Yeshen family, but also in the whole Yeming City.

Unfortunately, those people didn't know that after that year's spiritual refining ceremony, the cultivation of the night god sacrifice did not increase at all, and they didn't know that in order to break through the shackles of the nine peaks of the spiritual master, the night god sacrifice was arranged by the family to participate in the fierce killing pavilion on the mainland.

But what makes the Night God Festival feel helpless is that even in the crisis of death and survival of the Killing God Pavilion, there is still no sign of breakthrough in his cultivation. I don't know what those people would think of him, the first genius of Yeming City, after learning that he had made no progress in spiritual cultivation in the past three years?