[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

pain!It hurts!Very very painful!

His whole body seemed to be torn apart by a huge force, and his whole body curled up in pain.

He couldn't hear or see anything in his ears, and there was a hammer beating hard in his head. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he would have fainted from the pain.

This is the first time to cross the soul?That kind of pain repeated again and again without any reduction, how long can he last?How long can that incomplete soul last for him?

Prince Changqin doesn't know, the only thing he can be sure of is that he wants to live, he must live, and only by living can he fulfill his obsession. He is absolutely unwilling to die like this!

The sun came out, and the long night finally passed, the wooden door was opened, and the respected private tutor in the town finally recovered after being ill for a few days.

A new life, a new start.

Cheng Jingen, courtesy name Shuhua, was born in Baojia County, Lizhou. He was young and knowledgeable. He once served as a sixth-rank Beijing official in the court. Later, he resigned and returned to his hometown because he could not get used to the darkness of the officialdom. He built a school with his own funds. , Teaching and educating people, the prestige is quite high.

A serious illness a few months ago made everyone worried, but fortunately they survived in the end, but there was a slight change. The original Mr. Cheng was strict with himself and unsmiling. I don’t know if he was seriously ill Whether it was because of some other reasons, Mr. Cheng had a little more smile on his face after he recovered from his illness. Such an elegant and modest smile made people feel good at the first sight. It was at this time that other people suddenly discovered that the original The stern Mr. Cheng was still very good-looking, and the students felt less awe of him, and instead grew a little more fond of him.

They are delighted with each other's changes, because this kind of Mr. Cheng makes people closer, and no one would have thought that the reason for such a change is just because there has been a new person in this shell, a sad and lonely person with A wild soul with a strong obsession.

The door opened, and an elegant woman came in with porridge, and put the porridge on the table in front of him, she smiled softly, "Husband, you used less for dinner, I cooked some porridge, you Have some drink."

The crown prince said without lifting the head of the piano: "Put it there, I'll drink it later."

The woman's smile froze for a moment. Seeing that the other party was concentrating on the writing under the pen, she had no intention of looking up at all, so she could only turn around and leave.

Just before going out, Wenya's voice suddenly came from behind, which made the woman happy, but the content of the words quickly cooled her down again, "I will rest in the study tonight, madam, don't wait for me!"

The smell of meat porridge gradually dissipated, and the room returned to silence again. The pen in Prince Changqin's hand paused, and the white smoke covered his face, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

Maybe it's time for me to find an excuse to leave.

Cheng Jingen has a wife and son, his wife is virtuous, knowledgeable, and he never left before the hospital bed. His sons and daughters are filial and lovely, and they are extremely intelligent. It can be said that his family is happy. Those people are not bad to him, but he knows better. Fortunately, it's for Cheng Jing'en, not for Prince Changqin. In the past, he might be greedy, but now he doesn't need it, and he doesn't care too much!

What he wants has already been obtained, and no one else can replace it!

Someone knocked on the window, and a blue figure jumped in suddenly. The night was dark, and the lamp on the table was swayed left and right a few times by the wind blowing in from the window.

For the person who suddenly appeared in the room, Prince Changqin was not at all surprised, as if he had known about his arrival long ago, and the smile that hung on his lips like a mask anytime, anywhere was missing from his face.

The visitor waved his hand at him as a greeting, his almond eyes narrowed when he saw the porridge on the table, the blue shadow swayed, and the next second, the bowl of porridge gurgled into him If the person who cooks the porridge sees this scene, he will definitely die of anger.

When the porridge bottomed out, he wiped his mouth, touched his stomach comfortably, and said, "Finally, I've recovered. I haven't eaten for several days. This porridge is pretty good. Do you have any more?"

Prince Changqin raised his eyebrows, "Haven't you already fasted? You still want to eat?"

Anan lay on the table like a cat, and lazily said: "Eating is a pleasure, and not eating because of bigu is definitely a fool's thing."

So, in his eyes, all those who practice bigu without eating are fools? !

Prince Changqin shook his head, looking at his white hair like snow, suddenly felt that even though countless years had passed, the appearance of the two of them had changed, but this person's temperament was still the same as yesterday.

This is a good thing, but he has become thorough.

Putting down the brush in his hand, Prince Changqin returned to the subject, "How is the matter going?"

Ah Nan took out a brocade bag from her bosom, threw it to him, and said, "Of course I can't make mistakes in my work, I finally found it."

Prince Changqin opened the brocade bag, the sound of jingling bells rang in the study, and then a pair of exquisite and delicate silver bells landed in his palm.

"This is called Acacia Ring, it can save memory, as long as you store the things you want to remember in it, it will not be lost even for thousands of years, if you want to read the memory inside, just shake it by your ear , when the bell rings, the memory inside will appear in your mind."

The prince Changqin shook, and shook again, the sound of jingling bells was clear and sweet, he raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The dark almond eyes were a little distracted, Ah Nan said with a rare wry smile: "I don't even know if it was right or wrong to find this for you." Certain memories should be firmly remembered, but some memories might be better forgotten. This person's obsession is so deep that sometimes even he is extremely frightened.

"Of course it is right!" Prince Changqin said in a cold voice: "Every time I am reborn after crossing the soul, my memory will be messed up. I often think, what if one day I forget my father while crossing the soul? Do it, that is something I will not allow anyway. I am very grateful that you found this for me, that memory is more important than my life!"

"That's it, I'm worried." Ah Nan murmured, it should have been a very happy and warm memory, but it was stained with blood after it was suddenly shattered, which made people even more sad. own.

"Don't worry, I will live and live well." There was a smile on his lips, his brows were gentle, as if he had returned to the young man playing the piano in Mingyuan Mansion back then.

Half a month later, Cheng Jingen left home with a letter, saying that he had disregarded the world of mortals and wanted to become a monk, and then disappeared without a trace.

His departure came without warning, like a bolt from the blue hitting the originally happy and carefree family. Mrs. Cheng was so startled that she passed out at the time. My two sons and daughters started a long journey to find a husband.

Everyone was persuading her to give up, but this woman who seemed gentle and kind on weekdays insisted on straightening her back. She searched for Taoist temples and temples one after another, and she didn't give up for a whole year until she finally got seriously ill. , When listening to the crying of the children guarding the bed, she gave up the search with tears.

The two figures, one blue and one white, watched the carriage in which the mother and son were sitting disappear at the end of the road, Ah Nan sighed softly.

"Are you feeling sorry for them?" Prince Changqin's voice was flat.

"Xiao Yi," Ah Nan said softly, "Is it possible for you to give up the soul crossing technique?"

"You really can't see it." Prince Changqin's face was getting colder, but he still remembered that when he first found out that he survived by the evil method spoken by a monk like crossing the soul, this person was heartbroken and desperately wanted to get rid of the demon. As for Wei Dao's expression, if it wasn't for the Penglai incident later, when the two lost their closest relatives at the same time, he would probably regard him as a stranger, the kind that he would never see until death.

"Xiaoyi!" Ah Nan smiled wryly: "Do you have to hold grudges like this?!" It happened 800 years ago, and after so many years, every time he crossed his soul, which time did he really object to it? Help him find out the suitable body, and protect him when he is crossing his soul. He is upright and upright, but he abandons his principles again and again in his affairs, and even he himself is about to sigh.

"Every time you cross the soul, not only you are in pain, but others are also in pain. Repeating this again and again, when will it end, have you never thought about it?"

"If it weren't for me, they would have experienced the pain of losing their husbands more than a year ago, and," he squinted, and said coldly, "Once I give up the crossing soul, I, who lacks life and soul, will be scattered. Yet?"

"How can I be reconciled to such a result!"

Living, for him, is all instinct, but later because his father's death turned into obsession, he hated it, all the happiness disappeared overnight, it is miserable to never get it, but the more painful thing is that he has already got it It's already in your hands, but it suddenly shattered when you were immersed in that kind of happiness.

Few love fate love fate, every life is a fate of loneliness, he has never hated such a fate so much for a moment.

Being alive has become his obsession, because he still wants to see him again, even if he is reincarnated, even if his face has changed, he still wants to see him once, and he can only see him when he is alive.

"The art of crossing the soul, after all, is an act against the sky..." Ah Nan sighed.

"Defying the sky?!" Prince Changqin sneered: "I am like this, it is all thanks to God, he caused me such pain, so it doesn't matter if I go against him!"

He was full of hatred in his heart, almost paranoid, Ah Nan knew he couldn't persuade him, so he simply stopped talking, no matter what this person did, he couldn't rest assured after all, so what's the difference between one step back and two steps back .

"Fate Soul Four Souls, I will help you find..."

They will have a long time to find...

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