Chapter 2 No! Am I going to die again?
Six years have passed since the mortal world, and the Heavenly Soul Empire is located in the southwest of the far north, surrounded by snow-capped peaks.
The ice and snow melted into clear springs, which merged into a trickle, flowing through the dense coniferous forest on the mountainside and through the rolling grassland at the foot of the mountain. Herds of cattle and sheep roamed around, more than a hundred exquisite wooden houses stood on the hills, smoke curled up from the kitchen stoves, and more than a dozen sturdy snow eagles floated in the sky.
The eagle looked around as if on alert.
Below, a circular stone-paved square surrounded by wooden houses was crowded with people.
"Qingzhi, Wuhun Qingluan, innate soul power level 6." The crystal ball reflected the light, and an old but high-pitched voice sounded.
The embers are also warm, and it is the tradition of the Qingluan family to help future generations awaken their martial spirits.
It is also an annual New Year gathering for the family.
"Old Gong, congratulations." There was a burst of congratulations outside the stadium.
The little girl who had just completed her martial soul awakening had a smile on her face, her cheeks were flushed, and she ran back to her parents with brisk steps.
"Next, Minghui!"
The onlookers all looked towards the north of the square, where a six-year-old boy was sandwiched between a pair of young men and women.
Oval face, chubby with some baby fat, very fair. It's just that it's too white, with no blood color. Coupled with the white hair, white eyebrows and white eyelashes, it makes the whole person look sickly. Only a pair of cyan eyes add a bit of agility to the pale face.
“Hey, the patriarch finally had a child, so why did he inherit the hereditary disease of Chen worship.”
“The key is more serious than Chen worship.”
"Hey, I hope it is my Qing family's Qingluan martial spirit that Xiaohui awakens. In this way, we don't have to worry about dying in the future."
Many clan elders have worries in their eyes.
"Go ahead, Hui'er, don't be nervous." Standing next to the boy, a beautiful woman in her thirties lowered her head and smiled.
On the other side, a young man who looked to be only eighteen years old patted the child on the shoulder to show encouragement.
Minghui took a deep breath, nodded, and strode towards the stone formation in the center of the square.
Soon he came to the middle of the stone formation and stood there. The old man next to him saw this and waved his hand towards the black stone formation at his feet to hit the green horse.
Minghui immediately closed his eyes according to the procedure, and then felt a coolness like a spring breeze entering his body. The attribute of Qingluan's martial soul is wind, so the old man's soul power entering his body will give him this feeling, which he can completely understand.
The next second, his brain suddenly shook, and there was a buzzing in his ears, as if something was broken in his brain.
Subsequently, my brain became clear, and the sound of the wind blowing by my ears became louder.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. The next moment, a biting coldness suddenly came from his heart, rushing down his right chest to his right arm, "Hiss, it's so cold!" Minghui felt his heart freeze, his body trembled unconsciously, and his face turned pale.
He raised his right hand subconsciously.
The sky blue light flashed, and the onlookers all widened their eyes.
"The Wuhun Guangling Divine Bow enshrined by Mingchen? Well, it seems a little different."
In sight, a strange large bow taller than the Minghui people appeared. True appearance. The whole body is sky blue, mixed with cyan luster, and from a distance, it looks like the wings of a blue luan. And the wings are made up of ice crystals, and the top is very sharp.
"Is this a mutation?" Everyone looked at it with doubts.
At this moment, Minghui, who was standing in the stone formation and just about to open his eyes, suddenly felt something rushing into his head.
What happens when awakening a martial spirit? He didn't quite understand.
"Huh?" Mingchen Chongfeng saw a faint silver light flashing between his son's eyebrows, and his eyes couldn't help but condense.
"Xiao Hui." The clan elder who presided over the martial soul awakening ceremony picked up the soul power testing crystal ball and shouted softly.
The next second, I saw the big bow in Minghui's hand suddenly blooming with bright sky-blue light, followed by a loud and clear luan call, "Hoo!" A strong wind suddenly set off on the field, and wherever it passed, Snowflakes suddenly appeared and danced in the air, and the ground instantly froze.
The old man followed closely behind and turned into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
"What's going on?!" In everyone's shocked eyes, a huge blue luan soared into the sky and soared into the sky.
No! Am I going to die again?
Minghui, who was frozen like the old man, had different feelings. At this time, he only felt cold all over his body, his heart suddenly cramped, and then his vision went dark.
"Get away, this is the ultimate ice!" This was the last voice he heard, the cry from his father Mingchen.
"Hui'er!" and my mother Qingyi.
The next day, at noon.
The sunlight pours in through the raised blinds, emitting a warmth that is not inferior to that of Yuki Nako, waking up the bright light lying on the head of the bed.
Opening my eyes, I saw a wooden roof, and I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s great that I’m not dead!
"Hui'er!" A surprise call came from the ear, and then a snow-white palm touched his forehead.
"How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Minghui subconsciously turned his head. Mom is wearing a white fur coat, with a classic and delicate oval-seed face, a high and straight nose like a fine sculpture, her face is like an autumn moon, and her skin is like gelatin. You don’t need to imagine that when you were young, you are now a rare beauty in the world.
Thinking back to my father, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, in his previous life, he was a handsome guy who could score at least eight points.
However, although the couple looks young, they are actually over 70 years old, and both are powerful titled Douluo. He had a son when he was old, and he was still his only son. He was always very dear to his heart.
However, even though he often saw the two of them face to face, he still felt a little strange.
My mother looks 30 years old, and my father looks 18 years old. At first glance, they look like a combination of old cows chewing young grass.
Hey, this is one of the few advantages of the old Ming family's inherited martial arts. It suppresses the growth rate and can be called an age-freezing artifact.
"Mom, I'm fine, I just feel a little cold."
Hearing this, Qingyi quickly reached out and pulled the quilt covering her son.
At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Mingchen, who had rushed into the kitchen immediately after hearing the sound before, quickly walked into the house with ginseng soup.
Qingyi quickly reached out to take it, picked up the wooden spoon and stirred it gently, then lowered her head and blew on it before bringing it to her son.
"Hui'er, come on, drink some ginseng soup to warm you up." "Thank you, mom." Minghui nodded and took the wooden spoon that his mother stretched out with his mouth.
After taking a few sips, warmth circulated throughout the body along with the blood, and most of the chill subsided. Although his face was still slightly pale, his lips were quite rosy.
"Dad, Mom, I don't feel cold now."
"That's good." A smile broke out on Qingyi's face, and she scooped up another spoonful of ginseng soup and handed it to her.
"Come, drink the ginseng soup while it's hot, and then take a good rest to recuperate. We'll talk about martial arts and cultivation later."
Mingchen, who was standing behind, heard this. , his face visibly stiffened, and the palms on his thighs couldn't help but tighten.
Minghui was unaware and still drank the soup obediently.
Half a quarter of an hour later, his parents closed the door and left. Minghui closed his eyes and sensed the newly awakened martial spirit.
He fainted so quickly yesterday that he didn’t even have time to take a closer look.
"Huh? Huh!" After a while, his eyes suddenly opened.
Looks like I don’t have to worry about dying early!
Outside the house, Qingyi followed her husband to the sofa in the living room and sat down, her eyes full of worry.
"Just follow what we discussed last night." Mingchen looked solemn, "Send Hui'er to Shrek Academy."
"Although Xiaotao's child's martial spirit is not the ultimate fire attribute, she has cultivated Being much higher than Hui'er, he should be able to suppress the backlash of Hui'er's martial soul's cold energy, and Hui'er's ultimate ice can help. Xiao Tao suppressed the evil fire, and the two children were able to help each other. "
"If it doesn't work, there is still the old dean. With him here, at least Hui'er's life is safe. "
My son. He had already checked his innate soul power yesterday when he checked his body. He had full level 10 innate soul power.
The Guangling Divine Bow originally had both light and ice attributes, but the one his son awakened was obviously mutated. Not only has the ice attribute been upgraded to the ultimate ice, but the martial soul also has the wind attribute Qingluan, which exists in a form similar to the Coiling Dragon Stick with the Heavenly Awakening Holy Golden Dragon attached.
This is equivalent to the martial soul having three attributes, and one of them is the ultimate ice attribute.
As a father, he should be happy that his son has awakened such a powerful martial spirit. But now, it made him even more worried.
It was just because their family had problems in the process of inheriting the martial spirit.
The light attribute of the Guangling Divine Bow is not ordinary light, but a rare cold light.
It has the functions of disinfecting and relieving pain, promoting blood circulation, and promoting body repair. It has an auxiliary function and can resist the erosion of cold air to a certain extent. Because of this, normally, the Guangling Divine Bow Martial Spirit will not bring any negative effects to the host.
But the problem is that this kind of light attribute is too rare.
There is no soul beast with such light attributes in this continent, let alone one with ice attributes.
For this reason, in the past, tribesmen could only add ice attribute soul rings to martial souls.
The result is that with the continuous addition of soul rings, the balance of attributes is broken, and the strength of the ice attribute eventually reaches a level that exceeds the load of the host's body, so that if used too frequently, cold air will enter the body and injure itself. , and bring about a series of subsequent negative impacts.
Such as slowed growth, weakened ability, reduced fertility, decline in internal organs function, etc.
Some of these effects are heritable, such as heart failure, which is passed down from generation to generation and eventually turns into congenital heart disease. Newborns were stillborn and died young while growing. This situation became more and more frequent in the clan, and the family declined faster and faster.
In the end, he was the only one left.
If I hadn’t been lucky enough to become a Titled Douluo, my foundation would be pretty good, and my wife’s family would be well-off. After my son was born, he would take medicinal baths since he was a child, and he would also take Xuan Shui Dan, Xuan Wu Shen Dan, Whale Glue and other drugs to enhance his strength. With his physical condition, he doubted that his only son would live to be six years old.
Or maybe he died due to the cold burst at the moment he awakened his martial spirit.
Weapon martial souls are martial souls that can be used apart from the body, unlike beast martial souls that can directly possess the body. The latter has a higher degree of compatibility with the host's physical body.
The absorbed soul ring is also directly drawn to the body, so basically the owner's body has whatever attributes the martial soul has. Unless there is a malignant mutation, it will be born with a certain degree of resistance. And this difference is another reason why the two attributes of light and ice will be unbalanced during the inheritance process of Guang Ling Wuhun, and the physical fitness of the heirs in the clan will become worse from generation to generation.
Of course, there may be other reasons for this, but too much time has passed and it is impossible to verify.
Now his son has awakened to the ultimate ice, which is much stronger than the light attribute, and has been weak since childhood due to genetic problems.
The situation can be said to be very bad.
The first soul ring absorbs the ice attribute soul ring. If it fails, it will directly break the existing balance and cause sudden death. The foundation for absorbing ice attribute soul bones and transferring cold energy is still too weak. There is also cold attribute energy in the soul bones. If one fails, he will die suddenly, which is very troublesome!
He is not the Ultimate Ice, he has to cultivate to Soul Saint before he dares to absorb the left arm bone and transfer the cold energy.
The best way is to find a 100,000-year-old ice attribute soul beast to sacrifice on your own initiative. The sacrifice can allow the soul beast's life essence to be integrated into the son's body without reservation, transform the physical body, and allow his son's body to be directly transformed. It is a top-level physique that matches the ultimate ice attribute.
Is it difficult to make a hundred thousand year old soul beast take the initiative to sacrifice?
That’s so difficult!
Even the old Dean Mu En and the level 99 Extreme Douluo dare not say that they can subdue a 100,000-year-old soul beast and offer it as a sacrifice.
Beating him to death or maiming him is much easier.
Hey, now we can only let Hui'er put aside the absorption of the first soul ring until her body is well restored? Mingchen sighed helplessly.
Xuanshui Dan and Whale Glue are indeed miraculous in strengthening muscles and bones and improving physical fitness. However, although they are helpful for the congenitally weak internal organs, they cannot cure the root cause in a short period of time. Big improvement.
For now, we can only rely on raising it slowly.
"Then let's get ready and go there together in two days." Qingyi nodded.
"Speaking of which, we haven't been back to the college to visit the old dean and seniors for many years." As he said this, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. She and her husband were both students at Shrek Academy, where they met and fell in love to this day.
“Yes.” Mingchen also sighed.
“Hey, today’s Shrek Academy has changed a lot compared to the old dean’s time.” Qingyi sighed, then slightly annoyed, “That guy Yan Shaozhe was not reliable when he was young. Since becoming the dean of the martial arts department, the atmosphere has become frivolous."
"Hui'er is gone, don't let him lead you astray." She is more worried about herself than the academy. child.
"Young Master is not bad in nature, but he wants to surpass Mr. Mu too much and is too impatient." Mingchen's evaluation was concise and to the point, "The false reputation blinded his eyes."
"Dad, Mom!" The son's cry suddenly sounded in his ears.
The couple were startled, stood up and walked quickly to their son's bedroom.
(End of this chapter)