Martial Soul of Perfect World
Chapter 1 Little Poor, Human Eucharist〖Please recommend, please collect〗
Chapter 1 Little Poor, Human Eucharist〖Please recommend, please collect〗
On the old wooden bed, lay a white-haired old man, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like gossamer, his eyes were very dim, and lost the brilliance of the past when he was powerful.
Beside his bed, sat an old man with the same gray hair. The other hand was placed on the bed. The other hand was skinny, with yellowish nails, full of cracks and wrinkles, blood vessels and veins like earthworms, and dark skin. Covered with age spots.
"Second brother, I can't do it anymore, go and call Hao'er, I want to see him for the last time."
The old man raised his arm with difficulty, leaned forward, trembling a little, and only touched the arm of the old man sitting beside his bed a few times, said.
The old man sitting by his bed didn't speak, stood up tremblingly, and walked outside.
It was noon, the sun was very bright, and there was plenty of sunshine, but the dilapidated Zhuangzi in front of me looked dull, and many buildings were about to collapse.
This place still looks very deserted, like an abandoned land, desolate and lonely.
"Grandpa Sanzu, please don't die, I am willing to give half of my life to Grandpa Sanzu, please don't die, okay?"
In the dilapidated Zhuangzi, a thin child knelt on the stone steps, coughing while talking, with a small snow-white face, tear stains on his face, and clasped hands, begging for God's mercy.
"Young master, another ancestor is about to pass away, and there are only a few days left to live. You can exchange your life for another, offering yourself to the Sun God, and that ancestor may be able to survive."
Just a servant, sitting there with a big thorn, no matter how you look at it, there is no respect at all, with a little joke, and the tone is full of ridicule.
"You're talking nonsense, you're lying!"
There were tears in the child's big eyes, his face was pale, he refuted loudly, and coughed continuously.
"It's fine if you don't believe it, just wait and see your grandpa die of old age!"
The servant looked indifferent and didn't care.
"You are just a substitute, you cannot be a descendant of Shi Ziling, otherwise, there will be more disasters than this, even if this is the case, after all the ancestors are dead, you will not survive."
Another servant who sat there with a big thorn shook his head slightly, facing the nominal young master, he never got up from the beginning to the end, showing no respect at all.
A pale child with a weak body and big eyes full of tears. There is a kind of sadness and a kind of despair. He doesn't know what his name should be. They say this name belongs to another child. He doesn't know who his parents are. Who, let alone know what to do in the future.
He was really afraid that all his relatives and grandparents would pass away. How would he, a lame child, survive.
And these servants are so hateful, with powerful and wild beasts rampant outside, how should he live in the future?
"Hao'er, hurry to see your third grandfather, he is dying, you should say goodbye to him!"
At this moment, an old call came.
"Grandpa, Hao'er will be here soon."
This news made the pale child feel dizzy, he bit his lower lip, the pain kept him from fainting, he leaned on the wall, stood up carefully, with a limp on his feet, and slowly moved towards the Zhuangzi.
In this deserted and dilapidated building in Zhuangzi, after the wind blows, some old windows creak. He is very lonely, walking in the huge manor, without any relatives or playmates.
The frail child walked all the way in, and came to a fairly spacious courtyard gate, where he saw an old man calling for him.
"Grandfather, grandpa third will not die."
The child was crying, with tears in his big eyes, trying not to let himself cry, said.
"Silly boy, everyone is mortal."
The old man rubbed his pale face with rough palms, and tears flowed from his cloudy old eyes. He felt that he could live for a year at most, and then, when he died, what should this poor little man do?
Push open the battered maple door.
"Grandpa Three!"
The child cried loudly. After all, he was just a child. No matter how stubborn he was, he began to become very helpless in the face of the old man who hurt him. He lay down beside the bed, grabbed the old man's hand tightly, and refused to let go.
The old man took his small hand with his rough big hand, looked left and right, full of affection, but his eyes were dim, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his chest heaved and he was a little speechless.
"Grandpa Sanzu, don't you want me too?"
The child looked sad, shook the old man's arm, and said reluctantly.
In recent years, several old men passed away one after another, which made him extremely sad.
Now, there were only two old people left, who were his closest people, and they were about to die at this time, which made him feel terrified.
"child……"
The old man opened his mouth. He had a thousand words, but he didn't know how to say them. He couldn't protect this child anymore. Even though he was once very powerful, he was powerless now.
In the end, all the words were reduced to these two words, which could no longer be said, and the eyes were completely dull.
"Grandfather Third..."
The pale-faced child uttered an immature whine like a cuckoo weeping blood. The next moment, he felt dizzy and fainted.
…………
"My head hurts. Where is this place? Why do I have so many memories!"
Shi Zhongyu felt a splitting headache, and would not dare to read novels all night in the future, it was too terrible.
Shi Zhongyu had this idea many times, every time the scar healed and he forgot the pain, and when it was time to stay up all night, he would be late and never miss it.
"Shi Hao? I'm Shi Hao, no, I'm Shi Hao's substitute in Perfect World, that poor little girl, Shi Qingfeng."
Shi Zhongyu was lying on the bed, a little dazed. It turned out that he had died a long time ago, and he became this poor little man through time travel. For some reason, his memory has not been awakened.
It wasn't until this time that another old man died. He was too stimulated and had some heatstroke, and passed out. Only then did he recover his previous life memory.
Is this the legendary opening hell level?
Traveling through the perfect world, there are many heroes here, there are thousands of races, all the saints are fighting for hegemony, the sky is in chaos, and a super ancient relic will come out at every turn, devouring tens of millions of creatures in one bite, chaos in the ancient era!
The most important thing is that he is physically weak and congenitally deficient, so he is not suitable for cultivation. Half a year ago, a wild beast rushed into the village and poisoned his legs, so he was limping just like that.
Is it necessary to wait for Shi Hao to save him and leave here? Calculating the time, in the original plot, Shi Hao will come to see him when he is seven years old, and there is still a year to wait.
"No, as a time traveler, where is my golden finger?"
Shi Zhongyu sat up abruptly.
Name: Shi Zhongyu (real name) / Shi Hao (substitute)
Race: Terran
Physique: Human Eucharist (Ancient Eucharist)
Skills: none
Origin power: 0 points
Sign-in: 0 times, can be opened. (Free sign-in (expected countdown to one month, 3 minutes left), paid sign-in (10 points of source power/each time).
Shi Zhongyu can be sure that this function may have been awakened long ago, and the golden finger has also come, but he didn't have the memory of awakening, and he didn't know how to use it at all. He obviously had the holy body from the period of covering the sky, but he didn't activate it either.
But it’s all right now, no matter what he said, he activated the holy body. Although he didn’t open up the sea of suffering, and didn’t correspond to the method of covering the sky, there is hope in life, isn’t it?
My new book "The Beginning of the Heavens: My Son Ye Fan Has the Appearance of an Immortal Emperor", interested book lovers, please bookmark it and add it to a bookshelf, thank you for your support.
The quality is guaranteed. I once wrote, "Saiyan Overshadowing the Sky", which is priced at 700. It is a high-quality book with more than [-] chapters. Unfortunately, it was blocked and forced to be removed from the shelves.
Book group, button group 606037106, interested book friends add it!
For new books, you need a promotion ticket, one vote and two votes are not to be disliked, and I hope that book friends who like it will support it!The book is very good, but I don't know how to swipe tickets, and the popularity will not increase. I don't believe that everyone should read it for themselves. Facts speak louder than words, and it will definitely make you happy!
Please try your best to read it! !The starting point is reading and reading, and the book signing has reached QQ reading, please support us!
If you have any good ideas, just put them forward, please make more complaints, wake up comments, I will improve and improve, thank you! !
(End of this chapter)
On the old wooden bed, lay a white-haired old man, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like gossamer, his eyes were very dim, and lost the brilliance of the past when he was powerful.
Beside his bed, sat an old man with the same gray hair. The other hand was placed on the bed. The other hand was skinny, with yellowish nails, full of cracks and wrinkles, blood vessels and veins like earthworms, and dark skin. Covered with age spots.
"Second brother, I can't do it anymore, go and call Hao'er, I want to see him for the last time."
The old man raised his arm with difficulty, leaned forward, trembling a little, and only touched the arm of the old man sitting beside his bed a few times, said.
The old man sitting by his bed didn't speak, stood up tremblingly, and walked outside.
It was noon, the sun was very bright, and there was plenty of sunshine, but the dilapidated Zhuangzi in front of me looked dull, and many buildings were about to collapse.
This place still looks very deserted, like an abandoned land, desolate and lonely.
"Grandpa Sanzu, please don't die, I am willing to give half of my life to Grandpa Sanzu, please don't die, okay?"
In the dilapidated Zhuangzi, a thin child knelt on the stone steps, coughing while talking, with a small snow-white face, tear stains on his face, and clasped hands, begging for God's mercy.
"Young master, another ancestor is about to pass away, and there are only a few days left to live. You can exchange your life for another, offering yourself to the Sun God, and that ancestor may be able to survive."
Just a servant, sitting there with a big thorn, no matter how you look at it, there is no respect at all, with a little joke, and the tone is full of ridicule.
"You're talking nonsense, you're lying!"
There were tears in the child's big eyes, his face was pale, he refuted loudly, and coughed continuously.
"It's fine if you don't believe it, just wait and see your grandpa die of old age!"
The servant looked indifferent and didn't care.
"You are just a substitute, you cannot be a descendant of Shi Ziling, otherwise, there will be more disasters than this, even if this is the case, after all the ancestors are dead, you will not survive."
Another servant who sat there with a big thorn shook his head slightly, facing the nominal young master, he never got up from the beginning to the end, showing no respect at all.
A pale child with a weak body and big eyes full of tears. There is a kind of sadness and a kind of despair. He doesn't know what his name should be. They say this name belongs to another child. He doesn't know who his parents are. Who, let alone know what to do in the future.
He was really afraid that all his relatives and grandparents would pass away. How would he, a lame child, survive.
And these servants are so hateful, with powerful and wild beasts rampant outside, how should he live in the future?
"Hao'er, hurry to see your third grandfather, he is dying, you should say goodbye to him!"
At this moment, an old call came.
"Grandpa, Hao'er will be here soon."
This news made the pale child feel dizzy, he bit his lower lip, the pain kept him from fainting, he leaned on the wall, stood up carefully, with a limp on his feet, and slowly moved towards the Zhuangzi.
In this deserted and dilapidated building in Zhuangzi, after the wind blows, some old windows creak. He is very lonely, walking in the huge manor, without any relatives or playmates.
The frail child walked all the way in, and came to a fairly spacious courtyard gate, where he saw an old man calling for him.
"Grandfather, grandpa third will not die."
The child was crying, with tears in his big eyes, trying not to let himself cry, said.
"Silly boy, everyone is mortal."
The old man rubbed his pale face with rough palms, and tears flowed from his cloudy old eyes. He felt that he could live for a year at most, and then, when he died, what should this poor little man do?
Push open the battered maple door.
"Grandpa Three!"
The child cried loudly. After all, he was just a child. No matter how stubborn he was, he began to become very helpless in the face of the old man who hurt him. He lay down beside the bed, grabbed the old man's hand tightly, and refused to let go.
The old man took his small hand with his rough big hand, looked left and right, full of affection, but his eyes were dim, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his chest heaved and he was a little speechless.
"Grandpa Sanzu, don't you want me too?"
The child looked sad, shook the old man's arm, and said reluctantly.
In recent years, several old men passed away one after another, which made him extremely sad.
Now, there were only two old people left, who were his closest people, and they were about to die at this time, which made him feel terrified.
"child……"
The old man opened his mouth. He had a thousand words, but he didn't know how to say them. He couldn't protect this child anymore. Even though he was once very powerful, he was powerless now.
In the end, all the words were reduced to these two words, which could no longer be said, and the eyes were completely dull.
"Grandfather Third..."
The pale-faced child uttered an immature whine like a cuckoo weeping blood. The next moment, he felt dizzy and fainted.
…………
"My head hurts. Where is this place? Why do I have so many memories!"
Shi Zhongyu felt a splitting headache, and would not dare to read novels all night in the future, it was too terrible.
Shi Zhongyu had this idea many times, every time the scar healed and he forgot the pain, and when it was time to stay up all night, he would be late and never miss it.
"Shi Hao? I'm Shi Hao, no, I'm Shi Hao's substitute in Perfect World, that poor little girl, Shi Qingfeng."
Shi Zhongyu was lying on the bed, a little dazed. It turned out that he had died a long time ago, and he became this poor little man through time travel. For some reason, his memory has not been awakened.
It wasn't until this time that another old man died. He was too stimulated and had some heatstroke, and passed out. Only then did he recover his previous life memory.
Is this the legendary opening hell level?
Traveling through the perfect world, there are many heroes here, there are thousands of races, all the saints are fighting for hegemony, the sky is in chaos, and a super ancient relic will come out at every turn, devouring tens of millions of creatures in one bite, chaos in the ancient era!
The most important thing is that he is physically weak and congenitally deficient, so he is not suitable for cultivation. Half a year ago, a wild beast rushed into the village and poisoned his legs, so he was limping just like that.
Is it necessary to wait for Shi Hao to save him and leave here? Calculating the time, in the original plot, Shi Hao will come to see him when he is seven years old, and there is still a year to wait.
"No, as a time traveler, where is my golden finger?"
Shi Zhongyu sat up abruptly.
Name: Shi Zhongyu (real name) / Shi Hao (substitute)
Race: Terran
Physique: Human Eucharist (Ancient Eucharist)
Skills: none
Origin power: 0 points
Sign-in: 0 times, can be opened. (Free sign-in (expected countdown to one month, 3 minutes left), paid sign-in (10 points of source power/each time).
Shi Zhongyu can be sure that this function may have been awakened long ago, and the golden finger has also come, but he didn't have the memory of awakening, and he didn't know how to use it at all. He obviously had the holy body from the period of covering the sky, but he didn't activate it either.
But it’s all right now, no matter what he said, he activated the holy body. Although he didn’t open up the sea of suffering, and didn’t correspond to the method of covering the sky, there is hope in life, isn’t it?
My new book "The Beginning of the Heavens: My Son Ye Fan Has the Appearance of an Immortal Emperor", interested book lovers, please bookmark it and add it to a bookshelf, thank you for your support.
The quality is guaranteed. I once wrote, "Saiyan Overshadowing the Sky", which is priced at 700. It is a high-quality book with more than [-] chapters. Unfortunately, it was blocked and forced to be removed from the shelves.
Book group, button group 606037106, interested book friends add it!
For new books, you need a promotion ticket, one vote and two votes are not to be disliked, and I hope that book friends who like it will support it!The book is very good, but I don't know how to swipe tickets, and the popularity will not increase. I don't believe that everyone should read it for themselves. Facts speak louder than words, and it will definitely make you happy!
Please try your best to read it! !The starting point is reading and reading, and the book signing has reached QQ reading, please support us!
If you have any good ideas, just put them forward, please make more complaints, wake up comments, I will improve and improve, thank you! !
(End of this chapter)
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