Chapter 14 Bad News

It's getting cloudy, the clouds are shrouded in sorrow, and the autumn rain is Xiaoxiao!

Over the forbidden forest, a meteor-like figure passed through the sky, and Xiaotian's eyes looked forward, allowing the gale and drizzle in his ear. Xiaotian's body exuded a bright air mask, which isolated the oncoming wind and drizzle.

"Fengjiazhuang!" Xiaotian finally looked at the familiar village shrouded in the rain, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

Fengjiazhuang, the wanderer who has been away for six years is back! Being close to home is more timid, and Xiaotian's heart can't help but feel a little timid.

"Wangque clouds cover your eyes, homesickness and raindrops your heart." Stopming high in the sky, Xiaotian muttered that Fengqing Confucian taught this poem in those years, and now he understands the true meaning of it. The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow. This wisps of drizzle can't hit Xiaotian's body, but bit by bit in the heart of the returning wanderer, the mud wall by the roadside, the broken fishing nets in the yard, the oil lights swaying in the wind in the broken house and the kind and old face. Thinking of this scene in his memory, Xiaotian's breath became short, and his heart was a little Panic.

The real person hiding in the ring really felt Xiaotian's mood at this time, and sighed secretly in his heart: "This man is kind and affectionate. He is indeed a person who is affectionate and righteous. It is fortunate that I can meet him. However, the road is ruthless and too forgetful. Excessive feelings will inevitably be heavy in the center of cultivation in the future. It's dangerous. Alas! Look at him in the future!"

"Go!" Xiaotian shouted softly, and the light sword was as fast as lightning. In a few breaths, Xiaotian came to the big pit in the north of the village and put away the light sword. Xiaotian walked to his home in the north of the village and saw the dilapidated house from afar. Six years of wind and rain added a few dilapidation to it. The dead grass swaying in the wind and rain on the broken earth wall, and the roof made of mud embryos is covered with barren grass.

Pushing open the squeaky broken wooden door, looking at the broken fishing nets hanging on the wall, and looking at the short and broken eaves, Xiaotian couldn't help it anymore. With a long-lost name, a voice full of admiration sounded in the yard: "Grandpa--"

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open. There was no figure of Feng Lao Er at the door, but two tall young men, thin and tall in the east, a thin and capable look, slightly fat in the west, and a big head with sparse hair was particularly obvious. At this moment, the two of them were staring at the elegant sky in the middle of the yard.

"Skinny monkey, big head, it's you!" Xiaotian stepped forward with an arrow and grabbed the thin monkey and the big head's hand and said excitedly.

"Brother Xiaotian? Brother Tian is really you." The big head reacted first, and excitedly grasped Xiaotian's hand tightly. He shook it and said, with a glow of joy in his eyes.

"Brother Tian, aren't you dead? Haha, that's great!" The thin monkey hugged Xiaotian and said in surprise, "Wow, I thought you were dead?" The excited thin monkey actually cried with joy.

"Smelly monkey, are you looking forward to my death?" Xiaotian gently patted the thin monkey on the shoulder, pulled his big head, which was excitedly overwhelmed, and his eyes also flashed with crystal tears.

"Bear by the way, Xiaotian, come and see Grandpa!" The big head seemed to remember something and hurriedly pulled Xiaotian into the room.

"Grandpa--" Looking at the figure on the kang, Xiaotian seemed to have been hit hard on the head. He actually shook on the spot and couldn't move.

Is this still the grandfather you are familiar with? Feng Laoer's short and thin body was even thinner. His hair and beard were all white, his face was waxy yellow, and his eyes were deeply trapped in his eyes. His eyes were yellow, without a trace of brilliance, and his lips were not bloody at all. Only the slightly trembling hands and rapid breathing can prove that this is a living person.

"Grandpa--" In the broken house, Xiaotian's heartbreaking voice sounded. But the wind is still motionless like a piece of wood, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him.

"Brother Tian, Grandpa Feng has been sick since you disappeared in the Forbidden Forest six years ago. He has become a little crazy and talking about your name all day long. For several years, I have taken turns to take care of him. A month ago, Grandpa Feng suddenly couldn't even speak, and became like this, the doctor said The doctor said, "The thin monkey's words became hesitant.

"What did the doctor say?" Xiao Tian asked anxiously.

"The doctor asked us to prepare for the afterth!" The thin monkey choked and said.

"Ah?" Xiaotian was shocked, and a heart suddenly fell into an ice cellar. There was a sudden pain in his heart. He only heard a scream, and a mouthful of blood spewed out thinly. The aura in the small celestial body quickly became disordered. The golden elixir in the Dantian also turned restlessly. With a sword call, the light sword rushed out of Xiaotian's body and automatically hovered in the small sky. At the top, the small sky was like gold paper, his lips were white, his limbs trembled violently, and a weak whirlwind blew around the sky.

The sudden change stunned the thin monkey and the big head. They stood aside like a wooden chicken, and didn't know what to do.

"It's not good! Go crazy!" With an old voice, the ring on Xiaotian's left hand flashed, and a short figure suddenly appeared in the room. It was the real person who shocked the thin monkey and the big head. What happened now was beyond their understanding.

I saw that Daquan Zhenren turned his hands and pressed them on Xiaotian's back. Two pure true qi crossed into Xiaotian's body. A true qi followed Xiaotian's meridians to smooth out the disordered aura in Xiaotian's body one by one, and a kind of true qi went straight to Dantian to appease the restless Jin Dan. After a lot of incense, Xiaotian's face gradually recovered, and the light sword also creaked back to Xiaotian's body. The tired Daquan Zhenren slowly withdrew his palms.

"Oh - thank you for your help." Xiaotian calmed down.

"Brother Xiaotian, it's too dangerous. You are also a trueist now. Don't be so reckless when something happens. Your grandfather is not dead. What's your hurry?" The truth said with lingering lingering palpitations.

"Bearbye, brother, I just forgot you in a hurry. You can save Grandpa, right?" Xiaotian suddenly said.

"There is a jade bottle carved with herbs in the ring. You take it out." A complete collection of real people.

In the dull eyes of the thin monkey and the big head, Xiao Tian turned his hand, and a bottle carved with herbs appeared in his hand.

"Do you use the medicine in it?" Xiaotian pulled out the cork and poured out a green pill. A strong fragrance of medicine suddenly spread all over the shabby house, and the thin monkey and the big head felt refreshed and shrugged their noses greedily.

"This medicine is called 'condensation elixir', which is used to supplement the aura for our practitioners. For your grandfather, you can't take it directly. Otherwise, your grandfather's body with blocked meridians and poor breath will immediately be burst by the magnificent power of this elixir. You can put the medicine under your grandfather's nose. . " The real person ordered the way.

"Well!" Xiaotian carefully put the condensation elixir under the nose of Feng Laoer. It was strange to say that after a while, Feng Laoer's waxy face showed a trace of rosyness, and his breathing was much smoother.

"It works, it really works!" Xiaotian is very happy.

"Well, brother Xiaotian, this condensation elixir can only treat the symptoms but not the root causes. It can temporarily save your grandfather's life, but if you want to completely restore your grandfather's health, you have to find another way." The real person meditated.

"Speak quickly, what can I do?" Xiao Tian asked quickly.

"In fact, your grandfather's body is basically dead. Now it's just an obsession supporting his life. It's too difficult to cure it. It can only be cured by using a kind of spiritual grass called Dongxucao." A real person said.

"East beard grass? Where is it?" Xiaotian reviewed the medicine books he had read before, but did not have the impression of such a spiritual grass.

"This grass flower is purple or red, like **, slightly small, born in water, with only two leaves, blue, like a small sword. It is said that the leaves are highly poisonous, and mortals will die when they touch it, but the flower is a elixirs, which has the effect of rebirth from the dead. It is very special. If you use medicine, you can just take the flowers. This kind of spiritual grass is rare in Shenzhou. It is said that it can only be cultivated in the Changsheng Valley of Luofu Mountain, the holy place of cultivation. A complete list of real people explained.

"Luofu Mountain? Long Life Valley? No matter what kind of holy place it is, even if it is a sea of knives and fire, I will break through him for the sake of my grandfather!" Xiaotian said firmly with a resolute face.