Su Bian Cultivation World

When Luo Jiujiang woke up, he only felt that his mind was in a daze, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

The sky overhead was overcast, with a layer of billowing black clouds stacked on top of another layer of lighter gray.The sky that makes people feel depressed is too low, as if a person stands upright and can touch it, making the whole world smaller.

The road ahead was also dull gray, with a thick gust of flying sand and rolling dust blowing in the wind, blinding the eyes.

In such a narrow world, most people unconsciously arch their backs and curl themselves up as small as possible.

But Luo Jiujiang stood very straight.

He was tall and straight, with long legs, but standing under such a low sky, there was a pitiful contrast.

Luo Jiujiang groaned lowly while holding his forehead. He didn't know why, but felt that he had a splitting headache.

In fact, his limbs were also aching, and the intensity of the pain almost made him suspect that he had been cut by a knife.It's just that among all parts of the body, his head hurts the most.

Who am I?Luo Jiujiang rubbed his forehead and thought about this question: Where is this?Where am I going again?

It was as if his mind had been cleaned, he didn't know his name, where he was going, or where this place was.

But Luo Jiujiang didn't panic at all, he always had a faint feeling, as if...

It was as if the same thing had happened to him before.

Speaking of which, it's something in the Underworld Palace, right?

Eh?Luo Jiujiang blinked, and the second question came to mind: Where is the place of death?

After pondering for a while to no avail, Luo Jiujiang didn't care about it, and walked forward gropingly.

But the light in the place he is now is really bleak, the road under his feet is rough and stumbling, and the temperature seems to be getting colder and colder, so cold that Luo Jiujiang rubbed his hands.

Could it be that I was some kind of sinner before, that I was sentenced to death by a thousand swords and exiled to this ghost place?Luo Jiujiang thought jokingly.

Maybe even God couldn't see his heartless optimism. Luo Jiujiang took a few steps forward, and finally accidentally tripped over something under his feet, so he didn't fall to the ground.

Before he could say "It's dangerous", the thing on the ground let out a sobbing sound as thin as a mosquito - it turned out that this stumbling block was actually alive!

Luo Jiujiang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and he lowered his head to look intently, only to see a...very indescribable thing lying docilely beside his feet.

It seems to be a ball of light, but the light is too fragile and dim; it seems to be a slightly flattened seed, but the size is too big; intuition tells Luo Jiujiang that this is a collection of consciousness, but this consciousness has never been Talking to Luo Jiujiang, he just cried to himself.

Like a little doll watching the sky fall apart.

But if you trample on someone without any injustice or hatred, shouldn't you allow him to cry?Luo Jiujiang rubbed the tip of his nose in distress, only to feel that his head, which was already sore, was swollen by crying.

He tried to squat down, and hugged the small ball of light in his arms.I don't know why, but this action actually made him a little familiar.

The round five elements... A thought flashed through Luo Jiujiang's mind quickly, but he couldn't grasp it.

The dumpling was also very nice, and stopped crying as soon as Luo Jiujiang held him in his arms.It choked at the end quite anthropomorphically, and the undulating lines between the light clusters somehow resembled a human face.

Luo Jiujiang felt kindness to this dumpling for no reason. For some reason, he always felt that this dumpling had some connection with himself in the origin.

He lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

In fact, Luo Jiujiang didn't expect this seed-like ball of light to have any higher expressive ability than crying, but this place is cold, dark and cramped, so he had to find a companion to talk to.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his question, the soft light around the seed flickered slightly.

Immediately, a consciousness suddenly came to Luo Jiujiang's mind, skipping the step of speaking and talking to him directly.The voice of this consciousness is unpredictable, but its tone is unusually mature.

It said: [I am going to die. 】

Luo Jiujiang was shocked immediately: "Why?"

Guangtuan answered Luo Jiujiang's question weakly: [Because the wind and rain here are very painful. 】

Coincidentally, almost only after the light group answered Luo Jiujiang's two questions, a strong wind suddenly blew at the end of the sky.

Even though he had received the warning, the violence of this gust of wind still exceeded Luo Jiujiang's imagination.

The whistling wind blade was as solid and cold as a knife, and it ripped Luo Jiujiang's black robe in the blink of an eye.And the sand and stones blown up by the strong wind turned into hidden weapons like iron lotus seeds, and they buried themselves in Luo Jiujiang's flesh.

He hissed and turned his back, but bright bloodstains had already been wiped off his neck and arms.

The light group snuggled into Luo Jiujiang's warm arms and didn't make a sound. After a while, it said quietly to Luo Jiujiang: 【It turns out that I was just born and I was about to die. 】

Luo Jiujiang hugged it, and a throbbing that was almost mournful suddenly rose in his heart.He murmured and repeated: "You, are you just born, are you going to die?"

The light group flickered for a while, as if echoing Luo Jiujiang.

[Yeah, the wind and rain here are already killing me. 】

The sound of the sharp blade-like wind behind him still didn't stop, Luo Jiujiang shrank his shoulders, feeling like a dead fish being sliced ​​on a chopping board.

The pain caused by the external force merged with the pain hidden in his flesh and blood, which made the blood vessels on Luo Jiujiang's forehead throb.

But even so, he still slowed down his voice to the light group: "Let's go forward, maybe there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

Luo Jiujiang turned around resolutely holding the light ball. He stuffed the flat and cold seed into his skirt, put his hands on his chest, and protected it properly.

Every time the Changfeng whistled past Luo Jiujiang's ears, it would definitely cut off a trace of his flesh and blood.

And he narrowed his eyes, his steps were steady and firm, and he let the iron-like wind add bloodstains to his cheeks, and gravel and gravel rode into his wound with the tail of the wind.

Holding this seed, he trekked hard for half an hour without saying a word.

The ball of light moved on his chest, and there was still a dying temperature on it, as if it couldn't be warmed by Luo Jiujiang's body temperature at all.

Its voice was weak, but it directed Luo Jiujiang in an orderly manner: [You should put me on your head to protect your face, and cross your hands to protect your vitals, so that you can go further. 】

"But you will die."

【I was going to die. 】

"No." Luo Jiujiang shook his head firmly, "You have just been born, and you are still so young - the older ones should protect the younger ones, this is morality."

【…】

The seed retracted into Luo Jiujiang's chest and stopped talking.

Luo Jiujiang continued to walk forward with this cold seed.

He crossed a rough section of Gobi and lost his two boots.Against the wind, he ran through a small river with broken ice, and the gravel at the bottom of the river pierced his feet dripping with blood.

It wasn't until the seeds in his arms were finally warmed by him that the biting wind knife still stopped.

Luo Jiujiang's face was covered with dried blood and sand, and his feet were also gurgling with blood.Every time he took a step forward, a dark footprint with a fishy smell was left on the ground.

They came to a dry saline land.

The seed in his arms asked him: [Should you put me down now? 】

"I don't know when the wind will come again. If we go further, we may be able to find a safe place."

Luo Jiujiang unbuttoned his skirt, allowing the slightly flattened seed to show its head.I don't know if it's an illusion, but the light of the seeds seems to be brighter than before.

The light group moved to Luo Jiujiang's shoulder inch by inch, and Luo Jiujiang supported it and walked forward for a while.

After a while, the hazy clouds in the sky gradually changed their shape.

The seed said: [It's rain, it's rain is coming again. 】

Hearing this, Luo Jiujiang hurriedly stuffed the seeds into his arms again.

Big raindrops suddenly fell from the sky, and each drop was full of energy, like beans hitting people's skin sorely.But compared to the nature it carries, the crackling sound is almost as gentle as a lover's kiss.

Almost only at the moment when the first drop of rain fell on Luo Jiujiang's skin, he hissed softly.

The water that fell from the sky was obviously water droplets, but when it landed on the human skin, it burned like fire.In the blink of an eye, the rain left a new round wound on the back of Luo Jiujiang's hand, and the layer of tender flesh burned by it was pink.

Luo Jiujiang immediately took off his outermost black robe, and then untied his white middle coat.

Seed asked him in a low voice: 【Are you finally going to leave me behind? 】

Luo Jiujiang didn't answer.

He anxiously used his two layers of clothes to wrap up this little light tightly, wrapped it into several thick layers, and then stuffed it into his arms.

He was bare-chested, holding the tightly protected seed in his arms, and continued to walk forward in silence.

The rain fell more and more urgently, and the more it fell, the skin on his body was burned away layer by layer.In the end, it even mixed into an endless pink liquid flowing down his back, like a stream or a river after gathering.

Without saying a word, Luo Jiujiang measured the entire cracked saline-alkali land step by step with his own feet.

The seed begged him urgently: [Put me down, or at least put back on your clothes and cover me over your head. 】

Luo Jiujiang's heels were already dripping pink puddles all the way, but he still comforted him with a gentle voice in his mind: "I won't do that, and it's far from the time when I can't hold on."

[But I... I have nothing to repay you. 】

Luo Jiujiang laughed when he heard the words: "I can't even remember who I am, and you are so young, what can I ask for from you."

He spoke to the seeds, half as if speaking to himself: "The strong should protect the weak, this is the responsibility."

The seed moved slightly in Luo Jiujiang's clothes, as if he lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Luo Jiujiang walked through the white and bitter salty saline land, and then turned over a bare hill with no life, and the rain finally stopped.

His skin was almost completely melted, and the new tender flesh was stretched with a layer of oily skin, which was astringent and tight, and there was a pulling feeling that could not be ignored when he almost moved.

Luo Jiujiang untied the bundle he had packed in an emergency layer by layer, and let out the slightly flattened ball of light.

Even though the new skin on his face was about to be pulled when the corners of his eyes were bent, Luo Jiujiang still smiled.

"The rain has stopped, too."

He picked up the glowing seed again, and felt more affectionate towards the child who had gone through two trials with him.

The seed groaned in his head, and the sound seemed stronger than before.

Luo Jiujiang looked back at the road behind him, and the footprints he made when he first appeared were too far away to be completely invisible.

Together with the little light group, he set off again.

This time, there was no strong wind or acid rain, only a black sun rising from the sky.

The black sun emitted a gloomy and scorching sunlight. The venomous sun shone on their heads all the time, and the light that should have been only black shadows, almost covering the fluorescent light that the small light cluster could emit.

The black sun bit tightly on top of their heads, and followed them seven times when the seeds tilted their heads and fell asleep.

Luo Jiujiang wrapped his own clothes on his forehead as a headscarf, and tore off a sleeve that couldn't be torn anymore, and made one for Xiao Guangtuan in the same way.

His new skin was chapped and bleeding under the scorching sun, and finally even exuded a faint aroma of oil.

Luo Jiujiang put his arm close to his nose and smelled it, and murmured: "It's quite fragrant, but it's just a handful of cumin..."

Eh?What is cumin?

Luo Jiujiang froze for a moment, and suddenly found that his memory had recovered a lot.

Although he is still hazy about key figures and events, he can already vaguely think of a blue sea, a black knife, a creaking old wooden wheelchair, and a deep tree full of fragrance. snowflake.

He remembered that his name was Luo Jiujiang.

He probably recalled that he once gave up his life for the hatred of a certain friend, and he also vaguely felt those unswerving persistence until death.Numerous turbulent and magnificent landscapes passed before his eyes like flowing water, among which were mixed with tens of thousands of indistinct smiling faces.

The seeds suddenly yelled in his mind, and Luo Jiujiang suddenly came back to his senses, and found a sharp pain in his knee.

Before he knew it, he was so exhausted that he fell to the ground, and a series of hallucinations flashed before his eyes.

...No, that is a real memory, not a hallucination.

Xiao Guangtuan was still talking in his mind, a little aggrieved and anxious.He asked Luo Jiujiang: [There is no wind or rain, why continue to move forward. 】

Luo Jiujiang answered him patiently: "Because there may be light ahead."

【A light like me? 】

"It's a light much brighter than yours."

[Then what is it? 】

"It's hope."

After saying these three words, Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered why he felt that Xiao Guangtuan looked familiar and kind.

He seems to have been to a place called Nether, where there is nothing but despair, but there are three thousand worlds scattered in it like stars, and the light that each world casts on Nether is as gentle as this little seed .

He raised the ball of light high and murmured: "So you are a world."

The light group urged him: [What about you?Do you remember who you are? 】

"I'm Luo Jiujiang."

He hugged this small world and continued to move forward. The world nestled against his chest, closely connected with his heartbeat.

The tentacles of the glowing seeds are slightly warm to the touch, a temperature that has never been reached before.

They once again passed the fourteen times when the light group closed their eyes to rest.

Luo Jiujiang was able to answer some questions of Guang Tuan at the beginning, but later he switched to talking in his head to save energy. Until now, he cherishes even a single thought and never changes his mind easily.

He was so exhausted that he was about to collapse.

The memory gradually returned to his head, and he also remembered what happened before he fell into a coma.

Xiao Guangtuan asked him in fear: [Don't you want to put me down? 】

Luo Jiujiang replied him briefly: "No."

【Then you should stop and rest! 】

Luo Jiujiang sighed, remembering what he saw last time when he looked back.

"We can't stop - because the wind and the rain are always at our backs."

The light group was almost about to cry, its mature tone at the beginning had completely disappeared, and it asked repeatedly: "Why don't you give up on me?"why not? 】

Luo Jiujiang took a deep breath, even the air here was scorching hot, and he seemed to be swallowing a stream of inflammation between his breaths.

The fire-like heat forcibly lifted Luo Jiujiang's spirit, his expression lifted, and he explained to Xiaoshijie seriously.

"As long as I can save, I won't stand on the sidelines. As long as I can protect, I will hide to the end. I will go to heaven and earth, be smashed to pieces, and I will not hesitate-this is my way of life in Luo Jiujiang."

The glowing seed understood everything in a trance. Among the sound of wind and rain chasing after him, only Luo Jiujiang's heartbeat was so clear.

It said: [You love me as you love three thousand worlds. 】

Luo Jiujiang tugged at his chapped lips: "I love Three Thousand Worlds just like I love you."

For the first time, the seed jumped out of Luo Jiujiang's arms. It stayed in the air, and its body exploded with a huge aura that was no less than the black sun in the sky. The sudden gentle light drove back all the shadows within the range of sight. .

The saline land is incorporated into the body by it, then the hills, streams and Gobi.The seed grew bigger and bigger, and became the embryonic form of a gushing world. It murmured to Luo Jiujiang: [I will protect you too. 】

It turns out that the germination and growth of the world only comes from an idea of ​​protection.

All the natural dangers that trapped Luo Jiujiang and the seeds were taken back into the small world again, and became a broken state after being destroyed by Xuanwu.

After all, the world is willing to continue to grow with numerous scars instead of throwing out all the injuries, and then lying dying in the middle of the road, waiting for Luo Jiujiang to take him a long way.

All the traces of injuries on Luo Jiujiang's body faded away, but it didn't prevent him from guessing in his heart—the feeling of being hacked into pieces was the sequelae of Xuanwu's wanton destruction in his own flesh and blood, and the wind and rain were the way to disturb his dantian Yuan, and the black sun is probably the yin and yang that gave him a heavy blow in the end.

Now that his small world has returned to its place, he should also return to his own world.

Luo Jiujiang watched the luminous seed fly higher and higher, and suddenly, it seemed that he saw the immature world grow again.

It can't be broken by external force before it grows the first branch, but the numerous scars can never kill a vigorous heart.

The corner of Luo Jiujiang's mouth raised a smile unconsciously.A small click sounded faintly next to his ear, as if the gears of fate moved forward another step.

It is still just a seed, just the embryonic form of a small world, but one day, he will turn into a towering tree, and on a certain day in the future, he will amaze and admire the monks all over the world.

As for all this, Luo Jiujiang still only has a vague feeling.

……

Yin Bansi carefully explored Luo Jiujiang's dantian, and kept making various guesses about the situation in Luo Jiujiang's dantian in his mind.

He has practiced medicine for several years, and although he has always said "the dying person is ugly, if he dies, get out", but at least he definitely clearly and thoroughly analyzed the symptoms before driving him away.

But he couldn't judge the situation in Luo Jiujiang's dantian.

Just at the moment when he was hesitating rarely, twisting the silver needle but feeling a little helpless, suddenly there was a wave of fluctuation in Luo Jiujiang's dantian.

Yin Banshi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his spiritual consciousness firmly locked Luo Jiujiang's dantian.

He felt that in that short moment, Luo Jiujiang's spiritual consciousness popped slightly.

——His consciousness is indeed hidden in the dantian!

——What is so weird about his dantian?

If this person is not Luo Jiujiang, and the other party has just been cured by him, Yin Banshi might want to cut him open.

He carefully pressed Luo Jiujiang's abdomen with one hand, and the spiritual energy was released, thinking about the air mass, the hole, and the life...

Um?Wait, life is the same?

Really, Luo Jiujiang's dantian feels alive, and that sense of "freshness" is by no means brought by Yuanying, but more similar to an independent life.

Yin Banshi swallowed suddenly, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

You know, as a doctor who is so versatile that he has no shortcomings, he has even done all the jobs in his life.

So, so...

Thinking of a terrifying possibility, this is the first time that such a vulgar word flashed in my mind for the first time in a long time.

He thought to himself: It's awesome, Luo Jiujiang is fucking pregnant!