Retrograde fairy way

In the vast and boundless Muyun Spiritual Realm, there are thousands of races. There are not only strange races with powerful talents and special bloodlines, but also ordinary races with mediocre bloodlines based on numbers.

Among these races, the human race belongs to the second group, but in the spiritual domain, the human race does not belong to the head of the primates who are all spiritual and beautiful in one body.

Even though he was born capable of cultivation, the mediocrity of the human bloodline limits his own development. If it weren't for the huge base of the human race, the appearance of arrogance figures from time to time, and the powerful ancestors of the Dao Lingjing suppressing luck, they would have disappeared in the change of all races in the spiritual realm .

In the spiritual domain, there are many races that are born to speak human language, and are even much stronger than the human race. However, the number of these races is often extremely rare, less than one billionth of a human race.

These are the darlings of heaven and earth who are unique and outstanding.

The vast land has bred so many rare treasures and beasts, and the strange peaks and dangerous places that are rarely visited by people, often such places will become treasure lands that countless monks rush to enter.

Of course, there is danger in opportunities, but high risks often indicate great opportunities.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from Luoping Mountain, the place called Dongming State is located in Muyun Lingyu, a vast and boundless continent, an extremely inconspicuous place.

This place belongs to the sphere of influence of the human race and is located in the south of Muyun Lingyu. However, because Muyun Lingyu borders the barrier of the Heavenly Demon Realm, the vitality of the world is extremely thin, and there are not many strong people in the cultivation world here.

Those who have achieved success in cultivation have all gone to the central region, looking for greater opportunities, in order to have a longer-term development.

Although it is said that this is the edge of Muyun's spiritual realm, this is only a general statement. According to legend, even the strongest Daolings have never reached the real edge of Muyun's spiritual realm, so no one knows , the true size of Muyun Lingyu.

It spreads in all directions from here, and I don't know how far it extends. It's really hard to be detected. It's just that its various appearances of heaven and earth conform to the legend about the edge of the spiritual realm, so it is defined as the edge.

The snow is white, the sky is dark, and the wind is howling. In a town that covers an area of ​​tens of miles, people are still coming and going, very lively, and it is not affected by the outside weather at all.

Even though the vitality of the heaven and earth here is thin, it is still much stronger than places like Tianfeng Continent. Therefore, even if it is a mortal, its physique is much stronger than that in the Earth Yuan Realm.

At the same time, in this city, in a house that occupies a relatively large area, there are many people rushing about and walking in a hurry, but their eyebrows are full of joy.

In front of the courtyard house where everyone was busy, there was a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion but extremely anxious, walking back and forth constantly.

This person is none other than the fourth son of the owner of the Lang family of Lang Yuan City, named Lang Mingkun. At this time, his wife Liang Wan'er was giving birth in the house.

"Hard...hard..."

Inside the house, there was a constant yelling sound, which was as unpleasant as a drake's voice, mixed with intermittent, depressing cries of pain.

Judging from the situation, it is obvious that something unpredictable happened.

"How could this be? It's been a day and a night, so there won't be any problems, right?"

Lang Mingkun murmured brokenly, stirring his hands constantly.

"Fourth brother, don't worry, Granny Liu is a well-known midwife in our Langyuan City. My brothers, sisters and nieces are auspicious, and everything will be fine!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Third brother, did father agree?"

Lang Mingkun suddenly turned his head, and walked towards the man in Chinese clothes who looked somewhat similar to him with excitement. According to his words, this man was Lang Mingyuan, the third son of the Lang family.

"This......."

Lang Mingyuan showed a hint of helplessness, seeing the hope on Lang Mingkun's face turned into grief, he said helplessly, "Don't blame the father, blame this child for his suffering. Blocked, unable to practice.

If not, as a direct descendant of the family, no matter how precious Gu Yuan Pill is, my father would not be reluctant! "

"But...but Wan'er shouldn't suffer this!"

Lang Mingkun was stunned and said in disbelief.

"Fourth brother!"

Lang Mingyuan supported his trembling shoulders with one hand, hesitated for a while and said: "It's not pleasant to say, if it really doesn't work, just keep the siblings, I believe, the siblings will understand you!"

"what?"

Lang Mingkun was stunned, his eyes were full of shock and pain, he stood there in a daze, not even noticing that Lang Mingyuan left with a sigh.

"Fourth master, it's not good, the mistress has passed out!"

It wasn't until an uneasy cry came that it woke him up.

Bang!

Lang Mingkun was stunned for a moment, but his face changed drastically in an instant, he crashed into the entrance hole without hesitation, and fled towards a big bed inside.

Beside the big bed, a middle-aged woman with a burly figure and a shameful face shook her head slightly and sighed and walked forward, closing the door again.

"Wan'er...Wan'er...wake up..."

Seeing the pale and beautiful woman on the bed with all her beard and hair sticking to her face, Lang Mingkun's eyes were full of pain, and he shouted anxiously.

But no matter how he shouted, the woman remained motionless, only breathing weakly.

Because of cultivation, the meridians in a monk's body are extremely important, and when a woman gives birth, the meridians are the most important. Therefore, if there is a slight mistake during childbirth, it will cause a great loss to the cultivation base, and even cause serious damage. The worry of life.

This woman is not her own, but her wife Liang Wan'er

"sorry......"

The palm slowly brushed Liang Wan'er's cheek, and Lang Mingkun's eyes flashed with determination, and he squirmed his hand to his abdomen, and suddenly, a yellow halo rose.

But at the next moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he didn't know anything.

At the same time, in the room where there were only two of them, suddenly a bloody flame flashed, revealing a blood-blue figure, undoubtedly it was Wang Mo.

"Almost, I don't know how long the delay will be!"

Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and with a flick of his right hand, blood flames flashed, and a figure in blood clothes appeared.

As soon as he appeared, the blood flames all over his body surged, suddenly covering the entire house without revealing the slightest breath.

After doing this, Wang Mo flipped his wrist, and with the brilliance flashing, there was an array plate with a faint glow on the ground, and the jade box containing Murong Qing was also taken out together.

With the chi chi sound, the talisman on it was lifted, and Murong Qing's slightly erratic Nascent Soul flashed out.

"Let's see, does this little guy fit in?"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and pointed at the unconscious woman on the bed, to be precise, at her belly.

"Yin evil enters the body, and all souls disappear... Is it my luck, or is this child's bad luck?"

Murong Qing's figure landed on the woman's swollen belly in a flash, the brilliance in his eyes flickered, and his face was full of joy and regret.

"It seems that this woman was injured during pregnancy, which caused the fetus in the womb to be damaged, and her own meridians were also blocked!"

Wang Mo shook his head and sighed. In the cultivation world, such things happen every day, so he doesn't have much time to express his feelings.

However, it was inevitable that it happened in front of my eyes.

"Brother Wang, please take action, don't let Murong lose his mother!"

Murong Qing floated to the top of the array, nodded slightly to Wang Mo and said.

"Hehe, don't worry, Fairy!"

Wang Mo smiled indifferently, and agreed to it. Healing the woman who passed out was only a panacea, so it wouldn't take much effort.

His spiritual consciousness is so huge, after a brief scan, he found that this woman and the middle-aged man are only in the early stages of alchemy, even if they are the strongest in this mansion, they are only at the stage of alchemy .

It is really difficult to detect his existence!

Under Wang Mo's watchful eyes, Murong Qing made a formula with both hands, and suddenly connected dots all over his Nascent Soul, a look of pain appeared on his face, and the brilliance of his whole body suddenly increased, and all of them poured into the array below .

As time passed, Murong Qing's Nascent Soul became extremely thin, and it was even visible that the blood-colored light bead in his body was only left with a gray light and shadow, which was undoubtedly his Nascent Soul.

"Murong is gone!"

His primordial spirit nodded slightly to Wang Mo, then carried the blood beads and floated towards the woman's belly. With a flash of brilliance, all of them sank into her belly.

Under Wang Mo's gaze, the woman's swollen belly, which had not moved at all, suddenly swelled and heaved, as if something was wriggling inside.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo didn't dare to neglect in the slightest. With a wave of one hand, he put away the formation plate that absorbed the origin of Murong Qing's Yuanying, and his figure fell in front of the woman in a flash, pinching her jaw , took out a panacea and fed it.

Then he tapped his dantian with one hand to help him dissolve the spirit pill, then he took back the bloody clothes, and fled outside the house in a flash.

Just as she was leaving, Lang Mingkun shook his head and suddenly regained consciousness, and immediately looked at Liang Wan'er with a changed expression.

"pain......"

While he was watching, Liang Wan'er opened her tightly closed eyes, and cried out from a frown.

"Ah... Wan'er, I'm here for my husband, don't be afraid... Liu Po... Liu Po..."

Seeing his beloved wife wake up, Lang Mingkun was immediately overjoyed, seeing his strange coma before, he shouted out of his wits.

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly and ran out of the house. When he saw the middle-aged woman among the servants standing in the courtyard, he rushed to her without any hesitation, and grabbed her hand. Zhongla entered the house and asked her to check on his beloved wife.

"This......"

Seeing Liang Wan'er who was desperately scratching the sheets and quilts on the bed, the middle-aged woman was also taken aback. Before, she clearly remembered that she had passed out, but looking at the situation now, she was already fine.

But no matter what, saving people was the most important thing, so he pushed Lang Mingkun out of the house, greeted a few servants, and got busy again.

Lang Mingkun had no choice but to wait outside anxiously again. Fortunately, this time God took care of him well. After a quarter of an hour, he finally heard a loud cry from inside the house, and the midwife also came out to announce that the mother and daughter were safe.

Hearing this news, the seven-foot man finally couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, knelt down on the ground with a thud, bowed his head to the sky, kowtowed several times, and then ran into the house to see his beloved Wife and newborn daughter.

Lang Mingkun discussed the name of his daughter with his beloved wife. Because of the spirit of heaven and earth, the mother and daughter are safe. At this time, it was snowing heavily, so they named their daughter Lang Lingxue.