Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 2 Nirvana
It was night, as deep as ink, without stars and moons, and thick night fog enveloped the world.

In the backyard of the Qin family, in a small courtyard, grayish-yellow dim light shines through the cracks in the windows, leaving small spots of light on the snow that reflects faint white light under the darkness of night.

In the room, the lights were dim, and Qin Luo, who was dressed in plain white robes, sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and his hands on his knees were holding the mysterious knots, breathing long and long. Zhou Yang raised an invisible air current to fluctuate, and a white breath shuttled between his nose and mouth like a spirit snake, forming a perfect and wonderful cycle.

Through the dim light, one could see the faint blood-colored light surging from the heart under the white robe, and there seemed to be a deep and ferocious dragon chant, which was inaudible.

And as the indistinct sound of the dragon's chant resounded, the young man's thin body trembled uncontrollably, his delicate face flushed abnormally, and his long and steady breath gradually became chaotic, fluctuating. .

The body shook violently, and the invisible air flow around him dissipated immediately. Qin Luo's face instantly became pale, without the slightest trace of blood. Tired, but faintly exhilarated.

Qin Luo ignored the blood on the corner of his mouth, held it gently with his hands, and then let go, gently covering his chest, the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense.

It's been a year, a whole year.

In the past year, he did not know how many stares he received, how much cynicism he received, and how much he suffered because of it, but he persisted, and the final result did not disappoint him.

At the beginning, his Chilong battle spirit was pulled out of his body, but no one including him knew at that time that when the battle spirit was taken away, there were a few wisps of the original dragon energy of the Chilong battle spirit along with the shattered soul. Hai, without anyone knowing about it, broke away from the main body of the war soul, lurking in his body, lurking in the depths of the broken sea of ​​souls.

It was only a month after that incident that he realized it faintly. Only then did he change his previous depression and decadence, and day after day he swallowed the meager spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish this wounded body, and nourish those few wisps that were lurking. Dragon Qi deep in the body.

Now, with this day-to-day nurturing, even though I am still a sick man, the wisps of dragon energy have gradually become stronger, and the vanished fighting spirit shows signs of returning, but it seems to be in the air again. What are you holding...

But no matter what, this is Nirvana, this is a new life, as long as he succeeds, his whole body will undergo an amazing transformation, the strength that once disappeared will slowly come back through cultivation, and he will also have the hatred he once had. strength to get it back.

Qin Luo's slightly dim eyes glowed unprecedentedly, and he clenched his fists tightly, secretly looking forward to the rebirth of the battle spirit. Whether it is the original Chilong battle spirit or the new war spirit, everything will be known at that time. He had a feeling that that day was not too far away.

"Lin Yangqing, wait for me, and my Red Dragon Battle Spirit..." In the dimly lit room, the young man's deep and soft murmur came out slowly.

That night, Qin Luo had a very long dream. In the dream, he seemed to have turned into a sacred golden dragon, galloping across a vast battlefield, fighting crazily, the heavens and the earth were weeping blood and singing, and there was a mountain of corpses below. The sea of ​​blood... The majestic and sacred golden light on the dragon's body was stained with blood, and the heart was gradually filled with killing and hatred...

In the battlefield, countless powerhouses are fighting to the death. Even a sliver of that amazing power can easily destroy the mountains. Under that kind of power confrontation, everything will be annihilated, the world will be broken, and everything will be melted. Make nothingness.

Everything gradually blurred and faded in his vague consciousness. He only remembered the endless killings, like a brand, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul and could not be erased.

The next day, the light of the sun broke through the darkness and shone in through the crack of the window. Qin Luo, who was lying on the bed, sat up suddenly from the bed, panting heavily, his pale face was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, His back was already soaked with sweat.

"huhu"

"What's going on? Is it really a dream? It feels so real." Qin Luo's face was pale, and he lightly covered his throbbing heart. Confusion appeared on his face, and he muttered in a low voice, no one saw , A bloody light flashed silently in his eyes, filled with endless killing.

He simply tidied up his black hair and tied it with a black belt. He opened the door, the snow stopped and the wind stopped, but the world was still white, the winter sun had no temperature at all, it was very cold, Qin Luo couldn't help shaking I shivered.

"Today, it seems to be the day when the children of the family adopt their monthly salary again." Hearing the noise from outside the courtyard, Qin Luo's eyes flickered darkly, and the excitement of realizing that the war spirit was about to be reborn last night suddenly dissipated.

After a moment of silence, he sighed softly and walked out of the small courtyard. Regardless of the strange and playful eyes on the road, he walked through many corridors and came to a huge pavilion with the inscription "Resource Hall" on it!
The resource hall is the purpose of Qin Luo's trip. It controls the distribution of all the resources of the Qin family. Even if he is the head of the family, he cannot intervene in it. It is under the overall control of the Qin family's nursing home.

Every month, all the children of the Qin family can receive more or less a monthly salary. In order to motivate the children, the so-called fairness naturally does not exist.

If you are strong and talented, you will naturally receive more monthly salary, but if you have low strength and no talent, you will not only be looked down upon, but your monthly salary will also be deducted to a pitiful little bit.

Even the monthly salary in hand may not be enjoyed. Of course, as long as you don't overdo it and the matter doesn't make a big deal, the upper echelons of the family will generally ignore it and turn a blind eye to it. Only competition will have it. Vitality.

However, unrestrained competition will always deteriorate slowly.

When Qin Luo came to the Hall of Resources, there were many figures standing in front of the hall. When they saw him, their eyes showed disdain and regret. Then, they looked at the door of the hall, and there was a flash in their eyes. Playful.

Many people who had already received their monthly salaries saw Qin Luo, but they didn't leave. They put their arms around their shoulders, and their eyes showed interest.

Qin Luo was expressionless and snorted coldly in his heart, ignoring these people, walked to the back of the queue, closed his eyes slightly, and waited quietly, but after a while, it was his turn.

"Heh, it's Young Master Qin Luo." The person who paid the monthly salary was a middle-aged man with a shiny face and a fat body. The fat on his face squeezed his small eyes into a slit, and he raised his head lazily.

When he saw that it was Qin Luo, he couldn't help being startled, and then gave a half-smile, although he said the young master, but there was no respect on his face, and some were just playful.

Qin Luo was expressionless, looking at him lightly, without speaking.

Seeing Qin Luo ignoring his intentions, he curled his lips and lost interest, he casually grabbed a palm-sized money bag and a white porcelain bottle, put them on the counter, and said lightly, "Master Qin Luo, take it , this is your monthly salary for this month."

Snapped!
(End of this chapter)