Seven character cards for opening rewards

Chapter 33 The Son of God
Song Xiaohua has been lying on the bed for more than two months.

She has had a hard time in the past ten years, her parents fell ill and died early, she brought her younger brother out to be a servant girl when she was 15 years old, and was bullied, so she is not afraid of death.

Some people are more difficult to live in this world than to die.

The only thing Song Xiaohua can't worry about is her younger brother Song Zhifei.

When I was a child, my younger brother was very smart. He knew a thousand words at the age of three, recited poems at the age of six, and read essays at the age of nine. Even the teacher of the private school said that he was a first-class and good seedling. Of course, his studies were ruined.

Winter that day.

After burying her mother, Song Xiaohua took her younger brother to Zhengyang City to seek a living, but at that time, Song Xiaohua was only 15 years old, and her younger brother was only 12 years old. In order to earn money and survive, Song Xiaohua had to work hard Do laundry for people.

On a snowy day, a pair of originally delicate hands were frozen to the point of splintering.

Not surprisingly, the cold illness on Song Xiaohua's body was an introduction buried at that time.

The siblings are dependent on each other and no one can be separated from each other.

Song Xiaohua lay peacefully on the bed, even though she was covered with thick straw and covered with a quilt, her whole body was as cold as ice.

"Knowing nonsense, knowing nonsense."

Song Xiaohua seemed to realize that her body had reached the point where she was running out of oil. She stared at the ceiling with blurry eyes, and repeated her brother's name in her mouth.

The old woodhouse door was pushed open.

As soon as Ning Lang walked in, he smelled a strong musty smell.

Looking at the girl on the bed, whose face was no longer bloody, Ning Lang's heart sank, and he murmured, "It turned out to be true..."

A handsome and charming face suddenly came into view.

Song Xiaohua thought that she had passed away, otherwise, how could there be immortals appearing in front of her eyes, she raised her hand with difficulty to touch Ning Lang's face, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach it.

"It turns out... there are really immortals in this world."

A pale smile appeared on Song Xiaohua's face, and she said weakly, "Immortal, are you here to take me away?"

Song Zhifei saw that her sister was so weak that she couldn't even speak, and her whole body trembled and her eyes blurred in an instant.

Ning Lang didn't say a word, just put two fingers on the girl's wrist, and a pure aura traveled from Song Xiaohua's wrist and tendons all over the body. When he was young, Ning Lang released his fingers and took out A spirit crystal was placed on the girl's forehead.

"This! This is a spirit crystal!" Song Zhifei covered his mouth and tried to calm himself down.

Although he has not yet embarked on the cultivation path, Zhengyang City is a gathering place for cultivators. Of course, he knows the value of a spirit crystal.

Although Ning Lang didn't know how Song Xiaohua's cold illness came about, the spiritual energy could cure all diseases, but if there was no guardian to pull the spiritual energy out of the body at last, ordinary people would still suffer from their muscles and veins because they couldn't bear the spiritual energy. To die and die.

Ning Lang stretched out his sword and pointed the void on the spiritual crystal. In an instant, the room became bright. Under Ning Lang's lead, the spiritual energy overflowing from the spiritual crystal slowly infiltrated into Song Xiaohua's body.

Song Zhifei looked at this miraculous scene, his eyes were round, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word in shock.

After this process lasted for half an hour, the light in the room finally went out.

Ning Lang got up and said, "Help your sister up."

Song Zhifei was stunned for a moment, and finally, under Jiang Chen's reminder, he hurried forward to help his sister up.

"puff!"

Song Xiaohua spat out a large mouthful of red blood. The blood on the ground was not hot, but exuded a slight chill.

Do good things in the end.

Since all the spirit crystals were spent, Ning Lang would not be stingy with a few taels of silver.

He took out two pieces of silver from his arms, put it on the bedside and said, "Take this money to buy some medicine for your sister's body, I have already exorcised the cold poison in her body, and I have to take care of it for a few days, and then I will be with you. As usual."

Song Zhifei looked at the two ingots of silver and was stunned for a full five breaths before kneeling on the ground again, and said in a choked voice, "Thank you guest, thank you guest."

Ning Lang walked away, Jiang Chen glanced at the two siblings in the room, and hurriedly turned around and followed them out.

[The fettered character Jiang Chen, the loyalty is refreshed. 】

【Current Loyalty: 98】

……

The next morning.

Gao Qianshou knocked on the door outside and said, "It's time for us to leave."

Ning Lang sighed, that night, he only slept for two hours.

Getting up from the bed, seeing that Gan Tang was still lying on the bed with no intention of waking up, Ning Lang reached out and pinched her nose.

"Hmm~" Gan Tang pushed Ning Lang's hand away and said in a sullen voice, "Master, let me sleep for a while."

"It's getting late, it's time to go to Zhengyang Palace."

"Don't~"

Ning Lang directly threatened: "You can't afford it? I'll take Jiang Chen away."

"Okay." Gan Tang pouted, sat up on the bed, put on shoes and socks, took Ning Lang's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go."

Opening the door, Gao Qianshou was still standing outside.

The four of them left the inn together and were about to leave...

"Guest officer, wait!"

Song Zhifei chased after him. He scratched his head and shyly shoved seven or eight steamed buns into Ning Lang's hands.

"You are..."

"It's all just steamed buns, and they're still hot."

Looking at the innocent eyes of the young man in front of him, Ning Lang's heart warmed and he asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that the shopkeeper will know and beat you with a ruler again?"

"It's okay, I bought it with my own money."

Ning Lang nodded and smiled, but did not answer.

Song Zhifei gathered up his courage and asked with a look of hope: "Guest officer, can you tell me your name? My sister said that even if I can't repay my benefactor now, I must have my benefactor's name."

Ning Lang reached out and patted his head and said, "My name is Ning Lang."

After saying that, Ning Lang strode away with his two apprentices.

Gao Qianshou frowned and muttered to himself, "What happened last night?"

……

Zhengyang Palace, located in the north of Zhengyang City, occupies an entire half of Zhengyang City's land.

The south gate is the main gate of Zhengyang Palace.

At this time, the light rain was beginning to rest, and there were many passers-by at the main entrance, but few were qualified to enter Zhengyang Palace.

Approaching the door, Gao Qianshou smoothed out the folds of his robe. When he got to the door, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "We are from the Haoqi Sect, and we are invited to attend the Fairy Gate Conference."

After hearing the words, the two young men in brocade clothes at the door looked at each other, and after they both cupped their hands at the same time, one of them said, "Please come with me."

The youth led the way, and Ning Lang and his party followed into a side hall.

"Please wait for a while, the deacon in the palace will come to receive you later." After saying this, he handed over again and left.

Ning Lang was about to praise the politeness of the people in Zhengyang Palace.

From outside the door, two more graceful girls walked in, each holding a tray on which were two teacups.

They just put the teacup beside the four of them and walked away with lotus steps.

Ning Lang narrowed his eyes and said, "Fourth elders, this Zhengyang Palace is really not small."

"It's natural."

Gao Qianshou explained: "The strength of the palace master of Zhengyang Palace is not inferior to that of our suzerain. Secondly, the strength of the three elders of Zhengyang Palace has also broken through to the top of the mountain, not to mention..."

"What's more?" Seeing that Gao Qianshou was hesitating to speak, Ning Lang asked.

"What's more, the Shengzi of Zhengyang Palace has broken through to the peak of Kaihe Realm at a young age. You must know that Xiao Ran is already 23 this year, and the Shengzi of Zhengyang Palace is only 17 years old this year."

"Son?"

It was the first time that Ning Lang heard this.

Gao Qianshou saw that Ning Lang didn't even know about this, so he explained in detail: "Zhengyang Palace elects a holy son every 50 years, and if there is no accident, the holy son will take over from the previous Palace Master in the future. position and become the new palace lord."

"Just like the status of the prince in the dynasty?"

"That's right." Gao Qianshou said eagerly: "It is rumored that this year's Zhengyang Palace Holy Son Ye Han was born with visions, eight purple thunders fell from the sky, and a lotus birthmark on his chest. Yanggong's various internal skills, medicines, and spiritual weapons are all for him to choose. He entered the Mortal Realm at the age of 12, entered the Qi Refining Realm at the age of 14, and entered the Kaihe Realm at the age of 16. Now that he is not yet 17, he has already broken through to the peak of the Kaihe Realm! "

Ning Lang frowned, "It's not fast either."

Gao Qianshou blurted out: "What do you know, it's not that he doesn't want to break through, he's just forcibly pressing the realm. When he knows the mortal realm, he is the first in the realm of knowledge, in the realm of qi, he is the first in the realm of qi, and he is in the realm of opening the river. No. [-] in Kaihe Realm, he wants to be No. [-] in the world."

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(End of this chapter)