As a self-cultivator, I actually have eggs? !

The boy lying on the bed was still frowning slightly even when he was asleep, his jade-like face was pale, but it was much better than the pale face that was sickly and weak a few days ago.

But this is nothing, the most amazing thing is that the person is still the same person, but Jing Chuhan's figure and face have changed, he looks smaller now, his facial contours and facial features are completely different from before, the whole The person is much more refined, and looks more like a half-grown boy.It's just that there is a bit of gloom between his brows as always, this is his real appearance, the real Jing Chuhan.

In fact, the pseudonymous cultivator in the Hengyun Pill Sect was transformed from the Xuanyun Pill, which has the effect of illusion. This kind of legendary pill Jing Chuhan, which is not necessarily seen by high-level cultivators, only has five in total. Avoiding people’s eyes and eyes and convenience this time when I went to Hengyun Pill Sect to seek medical treatment, Jing Chuhan had already used four of them, and now he only has one left in his hand. If it is not absolutely necessary, he does not plan to use it anymore, and it will recover naturally after the effect of the medicine wears off The way he was.

Since Xuanyun Pill is not an ordinary pill, Jing Chuhan who can get this Xuanyun Pill is naturally not an ordinary person.

If only he was just an ordinary teenager, then he wouldn't have to frown in fear in his sleep.

If only all this was just a dream.

"Dong Gao, you are not a child anymore, why don't you know how to work hard?" In the small courtyard, the old woman with white hair was talking nonsense, and the delicate boy like a white jade doll squinted his eyes and lay under the cool tree. On the bed, knowing that she was just nagging habitually, the young man listened to the old woman's words indifferently, and from time to time, he would hum once or twice as an answer.

Seeing him like this, the old woman sighed bitterly: "Dong Gao, you still have the spiritual roots of the five elements, and most people in this world don't have spiritual roots yet. Look at you, you have cultivated!" For so long, you are still at the second level of Qi training, how can you waste your talent?"

"It's not Nanny Sun talking about you, you didn't receive much treatment from your father, if you continue like this..." Mrs. Sun shook her head, she couldn't help but sighed when she saw the boy like this, and didn't say any more.

"Understood, Mammy, don't worry, I'm almost at the third level of Qi training, Mammy, I'm still growing, and I'm so sleepy every day, after this period, I'll work hard to cultivate, okay?"

The young man was spoiled to the old woman, and it was like a shameless word that he opened his mouth softly. After hearing this, the old woman touched the young man's head with a slightly rough hand, "Ah? Sleepy?" Just get some sleep, and I'll go to the kitchen to make some soup for you. Alas, those little hoofs with eyes higher than the top, you can't count on them!"

"Well, thank you Ma'am."

Feeling that the woman had gone far away, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped himself in the blanket and turned over to continue sleeping, taking advantage of the autumn sun.His five-element spiritual root is just like that. He can only practice for a certain amount of time every day. If the aura he cultivates exceeds the aura that the meridians can carry, the meridians will swell and hurt, which is harmful to his practice.

The boy's surname is Jiang and his name is Huan Donggao, and he was born in a declining cultivation family, but in fact this has nothing to do with the boy, because the boy is just a child with mediocre talent in the offspring of this cultivation family.

Jiang Donggao's father was a second-in-law at home, and his name was Jiang Stillxing.Although Jiang Stillxing is a monk, he has a lot of emotions and desires. Apart from his wife, he also has countless concubines. Since his wife, Jiang Donggao's mother, died unexpectedly, Jiang Stillxing's Yingyingyanyans are even more ordinary. I can't count the number of intelligent little kids, not much compared to the 72 concubines of the Sangong Sixth Court of the mortal emperor. Fortunately, he was born in a long-prosperous cultivation family, so he has some skills, otherwise it is not necessarily true. Can afford so many people.

Under such a background, the relationship between Jiang Stillxing and his wife would not be any better, not to mention his wife died early.With so many concubines, Jiang stillxing had quite a few children, so Jiang Donggao, the second son of his wife's mediocre talent, was not pleased with him.

Jiang Donggao has been used to this kind of life since he was a child, not to mention that he was born with some memories of his previous life. Even though the memories of his previous life are only a few and incomplete, this memory has made him much more mature than other children since he was a child, and his mentality is also different. Much better, no rush, no anger, no anger, no matter how scumbag his father is, he doesn't need food and clothing for him, he still has his mother's wet nurse, Nanny Sun, who is caring for him, and has a sibling brother who depends on each other, so life is fine Quite leisurely.

Jiang Donggao fell asleep in a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, he felt a familiar clear fragrance permeating around him, without opening his eyes, he knew who the person standing next to him was.

"Brother, are you back today?" Jiang Donggao rubbed his brother's hand touching his head and asked vaguely, without lifting his eyelids, he was beyond a certain level of laziness.

"I'm back, just now Grandma Sun said that you have been sleepy recently and have gained weight? Remember to ask Grandma Sun to stew the elixir I brought back for you, and make up for it. See if you can eat and sleep. Why are you still like that?" Thin?" Jiang Yingjin, who doesn't like talking outside, can't help nagging her younger brother who is white and thin. He is studying ethnology and can't usually go home, but every time he goes home and sees his younger brother. , and found that he was still thin, which made him a little worried.

"Understood, brother, Nanny Sun has already gone to cook me soup." Jiang Donggao rubbed his head against his brother, not satisfied after rubbing, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his brother's waist, buried his head in his arms reluctantly Said: "Brother, I miss you so much. You haven't come back for a long time, come up and sleep with me for a while?" He moved his body to the side to give way.

Jiang Donggao put his arms around Jiang Yingjin's waist, and seemed to be sleeping soundly with his head buried in his arms, but he was sighing quietly in his heart. His brother always said that he was thin, but in fact he himself was not much better, even if he was half-grown With the boy's stature, it is still easy to put one arm around his brother, which shows that his brother is really thin to a certain extent.

This is not surprising, how can the road of cultivation be easy?Jiang Yingjin's major is ethnology. The entire Jiang family is a family of cultivators. It has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. There are many talents and geniuses. How can it be so easy for Jiang Yingjin to stand out from the crowd?But Jiang Donggao knows that he has been working hard, and has been working hard for himself.

The mother of the two brothers died early, and the relationship with their father was not good. In addition, their father had many concubines and children. The two brothers were inconspicuous among them. So comfortable.Strength in the comprehension world is the most important thing, Jiang Donggao can live so leisurely now, it is all thanks to Jiang Yingjin.

At the age of ten, Jiang Yingjin was born with a rare mutated spiritual root, the Bing Lingen, and became a genius boy in the clan in one fell swoop. The treatment of the two brothers was suddenly much better.It's a pity that Jiang Donggao, who is six years younger than him, and he are siblings, but they don't have this talent. When they were ten years old, their spiritual roots were found to be the least valuable and slowest five-element spiritual roots in the cultivation world. As soon as the result came out , Jiang Donggao didn't even have the qualifications to go to ethnology, so his treatment was naturally not very good.

As a well-known talented young man in the clan, Jiang Yingjin knew very well that the more successful he was, the better life Jiang Donggao would have as his only sibling brother, so Jiang Yingjin worked harder. He was only in his early twenties, and he was already a mid-level monk in Foundation Establishment. Became one of the ten heroes of the new generation of the Jiang family.

But no matter how talented Jiang Yingjin was, he was just a young man without the protection of his elders. Everything he got needed to be exchanged with his hard work and strength. This also meant that his cultivation life would not be easy.

Jiang Donggao, who was born with memories, of course understands this. He cherishes his elder brother's contribution very much, but his aptitude is too poor. The five-element spiritual root is the most difficult to advance in the cultivation world and the slowest spiritual root. Compared with Jiang Yingjin's Ice Spirit Root, it is one heaven and one underground. Even if Jiang Yingjin brought back many spiritual herbs that low-level monks can use, but the cultivation is still as slow and difficult as an old cow dragging a broken cart.

It doesn't matter if the practice is slow, just persist. Jiang Donggao once thought that with the protection of his brother, he could practice slowly all the way without any worries, but he didn't expect the accident to happen so quickly.

The hellish scene of that day reappeared in the dream again, Jing Chuhan woke up sweating profusely as soon as he touched the bloody eyes.Jing Chuhan stared at the dim yellow light with wide eyes, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, he gasped heavily, and his eyes were full of fear.

Yes, at that time he was still called Jiang Donggao, and he had an older brother Jiang Yingjin.

He used to think that he would hug his brother's thigh and just pass by in a low-key manner for the rest of his life. As for what he would become in cultivation, it all depends on fate. Anyway, he was not a monk before and lived a good life.

But people seem to never be able to do what they want. One day Jiang Donggao was sleeping soundly, and was suddenly awakened by a sharp cry. Accompanied by the pungent bloody smell, Jiang Donggao opened his eyes and saw blood all over the ground unexpectedly. From childhood to adulthood Grandma Sun, who had been taking care of the two brothers, fell in the distance. Her eyes were wide open, and there was a horrible scar on her neck, which was dripping with blood.Grandma Sun is also a monk. When Jiang Donggao woke up, she was still alive. Seeing Jiang Donggao opened her eyes, she let out a warning sound from her throat, and her tearful eyes seemed to remind him to run away.

Jiang Donggao was so frightened that there was no future for him. He had never seen such a scene like the Shura Field in his two lifetimes. The tall and terrifying enemy gave Nanny Sun another knife in front of him. The sword of blood came towards him, Jiang Donggao stayed in the same place, looking at the other party in horror, unable to move at all, at this critical moment, Jiang Yingjin rushed in covered in blood. With one sword, he cleanly eliminated the enemy, and dragged him to flee desperately.

Being held tightly by Jiang Yingjin, when Jiang Donggao stumbled and looked back, Nanny Sun's eyes were still wide open, and she really couldn't see her death.At that moment, Jiang Donggao had never regretted that he didn't practice well. If he worked harder at ordinary times, then he wouldn't have to die today if he was Nanny Sun.

But he will never get the answer.