Chapter 1 Human Book Creation

Chapter 1 Human Book Book Creation

The land of China and Kyushu has been a legend of many demons since ancient times. There are many immortal sects in Kyushu, and there is a small city in the water town south of the Yangtze River, Yangfeng City. Yangfeng City is built on the Linfeng Mountain and is set up next to the Changyang River. It has thousands of households and tens of thousands of houses. Although it is a remote town, it is also very prosperous. The Changyang general not far from Yangfeng City is the Yunyang sect of Xiuxian sect.

At noon in July, the sun was in the sky. In a yard, Xia Shaofeng was bowing his head and tidying out some medicinal herbs. Under the scorching sun, the 17-year-old teenager oozed a little sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, Xia Shaofeng looked up at the sky and counted the hour. His face changed slightly. He ran back to his room quickly, quickly inserted the door, and then took it. A ball of cloth was stuffed into his mouth. Sure enough, Xia Shaofeng blocked his mouth for a long time, and there was a sudden pain in his heart.

Then came the pain of the whole body. The veins of the whole body seemed to be extracted bit by bit. The pain from the depths of the bones also made Shaofeng collapse. He had no choice but to bite the crumbles tightly and stuck his hands in a place, so that he would not shout and go crazy because of the pain.

Such an inhuman torture lasted for half an hour. At the moment when the pain disappeared in an instant, Shaofeng collapsed on the ground like mud, and sweat had soaked his robes.

Xia Shaofeng, who was lying on the ground with no strength, recalled all this. Since the defeat of Yunyangzong's selection of disciples, the frequency of his strange disease has directly reached once a day or once a month or two in the past few years.

Yunyang Sect will collect disciples in Yangcheng every ten years, and select the disciples who entered Yunyang Sect through selection. The selection method is to select three places in the form of a ring to enter Yunyang Sect.

Xia Shaofeng remembers that at the time of selection, his cultivation has reached the innate peak realm. The realm of practitioners can be transformed into acquired, innate, for refining qi, building foundations, golden elixir, Yuanying, turning into gods, distracting gods, Mahayana, crossing disasters, soaring, and nine realms, and each realm is divided into nine realms. Among the young generation in Yangfeng City, he is already the best.

Xia Shaofeng originally thought that he had a good cultivation and was not old enough to stand out in this selection. At the innate peak, the young generation in Yunyang City had almost no rivals. At the time of the competition, Xia Shaofeng found that his opponent was Liu Liang, the son of the Liu family, his old opponent of Huichuntang. At that time, he was happy and secretly said that this was really an enemy. Although Liu Liang is one year older than him, and his cultivation also has the realm of innate eight heavens, it is much worse than his innate peak realm. This time can be said to be a good opportunity to deal with the other party! Xia Shaofeng sneered in his heart. He recalled that three years ago, the clothes of the Liu family prescribed fake medicine to patients, but his grandfather, a doctor in Huichuntang, accidentally discovered that the bento was exposed, which greatly damaged Liu's reputation. This matter was originally a doctor's just statement, but I didn't think that the Liu family had always been narrow-minded and attributed all the responsibility for the incident of fake medicine to its competitor Huichuntang. From then on, they have been targeting Huichuntang by any means.

Above the selection match, Xia Shaofeng, who was about to win, was secretly attacked by Liu Liang with a strange rune. He was injured by the dead rune, and then Xia Shaofeng was inadvertently defeated. For this reason, his grandfather was furious and secretly helped Liu Liang's opponent. Then he abruptly pulled down the Liu family's young master qualification competition. As a result, the Liu family and the Liangzi of Huichuntang bonded deeper, and recently it has almost reached a state of incomprecation.

Thoughts returned to his mind, and the painful days of his whole body were maintained day by day. On the second fifteenth, Xia Shaofeng suddenly found that the pain on his body had disappeared strangely. Surprised, Xia Shaofeng hurried to his grandfather's house. His parents died when he was seven years old. Xia Shaofeng has been living with his grandfather Xia Lao and running this Huichun Hall. It is said that his ancestors opened it in a small Yangfeng City, looking for a day to save people, which is quite a reputation.

Xia Shaofeng has shown his talent for medical skills since he was a child. He is very good at medical skills. This time, except for Xia Lao, no one can compare with Xia Shaofeng in medical skills.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I..." Xia Shaofeng hurried into Xia Lao's room. As soon as he entered the room, Xia Shaofeng only felt a throb in his heart. For a moment, Xia Shaofeng shouted in his heart. The severe pain was more unbearable than in the previous days, and the limbs trembled uncontrollably and constantly trembled. The meridians, bones and muscles of the whole body seem to be extracted by a strange force.

The cold sweat came straight down. Xia Shaofeng's whole body was shrouded in a black breath, and his whole body curled on the ground.

"The wind." Just when Xia Shaofeng fell ill, Xia Lao happened to go back to the house. Originally, Xia Lao wondered why the door of his room was open. From the door, he saw his grandson lying on the ground, wrapped in black. Xia Lao could obviously feel that his grandson's whole body was passing at a rapid speed.

It's just that at this moment of thinking, Xia Lao only felt that most of his body's vitality had passed. Seeing this situation, Xia Lao's whole body surged with spiritual power and removed the trace of black fog. He couldn't scream in his heart, and Feng'er's illness broke out. Mr. Xia still remembers that when the child was born, the black gas flowed all over his body, the strange power that flowed into his body. The body of the dead is a constitution that will constantly devour its own vitality. There will be a sense of death in this kind of person, which will continue to devour vitality. Although Xia Lao used to suppress the vitality with elixirs and the vitality of some people, he did not expect that his grandson will get sick again today. The degree of illness is far more than before. Looking at the black gas, you can know that over the years. All the dead gas that had been suppressed broke out.

Looking at Xia Shaofeng on the ground, Xia Lao's old face suddenly became more old. Do you still want to practice that skill? Do you really want to practice the skill that was exchanged for your life?

No one has successfully practiced that skill. Anyone who practices it will turn into a pile of skeletons in less than a year. This skill is to devour poison gas, yin qi, dead gas, domineering, cold and so on. It is extremely strange. It is difficult for all practitioners to escape the fate of being devoured. I remember that the last master of this skill was only eaten back after three months of practice.

Xia Lao's hands trembled and took out a roll of cowhide-like scriptures from the secret pavilion. It was a volume of skills. With the skills recorded by two human skins, Xia Lao's hands trembled and touched the two smooth human skins.

If my grandson fails to practice, he will die under this skill within a year. He has lost his son for this skill, and he can't lose his grandson because of this skill. I remember that when Xia Shaofeng was seven years old, Xia Shaofeng fell ill again. At this time, his son didn't know where he knew that there was such a volume of skills that could devour death. Originally, according to his son's plan, he went to ask for the person who practiced this skill, but he didn't expect that as soon as he found the man, the monk was devoured by the skill, although the cultivation Shi devoured his death, but left a box of brocade. For the sake of Xia Shaofeng, his son desperately took back the brocade box, but in the end, his two sons died because of serious injuries.

Yes, you can't let your grandchildren practice this spell. You can only catch a few people to devour your grandchildren to alleviate the crisis. Yes, you can definitely find a solution to this dead body. Xia Lao looked at the painful Xia Shaofeng on the ground and said to himself. The horror of this skill is daunting. No one has succeeded in practicing again, and no one knows what it will be like after successful cultivation. Everyone only knows that this is an ancient skill, and its weird and powerful ancient skill.

Xia Shaofeng still has a trace of reason left. When he looked at the two chapters of the book in his grandfather's hand, Xia Shaofeng could not suppress his feelings.

That's the skin of my father and mother. In order to record that volume of skills, my parents had to turn into this volume of scriptures. Because of this, this scriptures can only be practiced by myself. The original skills were about to collapse when they were snatched. My parents had to use the secret method to record it and use their own lives. Record it, just for a hope that can save yourself.

Grandpa, I'm sorry. I'm not only your hope, but also your pride. I don't want anyone to sacrifice for me anymore.

Xia Shaofeng gritted his teeth, jumped up, and grabbed the scriptures. As soon as the black fog touched the scriptures, he saw that the original gorgeous human book revealed words one by one, mysterious and strange words. One by one, the words turned into imprints and danced around Xia Shaofeng.

Suddenly, after the light of the scroll and the dazzling white light flashed, the familiar shadow appeared in the center of the magic array...!

This is not a resurrative person, but the consciousness of his parents in the scriptures, part of the soul. Father, mother!" Seeing that the figure gradually faded, Xia Shaofeng couldn't help shouting out. All people will come to the final point of death. After that, people will be separated forever and never see each other again.

Xia Shaofeng knelt in front of the remnants of the image of self-savioring parents and watched the image fade away little by little. He stretched out his hands in vain, his eyes full of tears, and looked carefully at the last face in tears.

This is the first and last time I have met my parents in ten years. At this time, the image is not a black virtual shadow, but a light color, and my mother's face is still beautiful.

She suddenly opened her lips.

He came forward carefully and wanted to hear what she said.

The breeze came from her last and only whisper.

"I'm glad that you've grown up."

You have grown up.

-He has grown up. But she left forever. No matter what height he can reach in the future, how much power he gets, how many principles he changes in the world, she will not see his future world.

Xia Shaofeng cried, and the scriptures around him entered his body. A bloody wheel loomed between his eyebrows. The two human skin scrolls slowly broke, broke, and then turned into flying ash. Together with the last image of his parents, it dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Feng'er, you still have grandpa." Xia Lao looked at the dissipated two people, and the old body revealed a strong sadness.