Night without Borders

Chapter 177: Very "costly" ancestor

A breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the moonlight hanging in the woods like a thin white smoke seemed to sway in the wind.

Qin Ming revived, his consciousness was as fierce as fire, and his desire to survive was strong!

He knew that he was still in danger. The calligraphy on the silk screen had gone out once after it started to operate on its own, but now it was glowing dimly again.

However, this already surprised him that it could actually wake him up from the dead.

Not long ago, he truly experienced the feeling of true death. The seed of his consciousness seemed to have fallen into the underworld and was sinking in endless darkness.

At that time, the flesh and blood soil was lifeless and dark as an abyss. At the last moment, the golden jade clothes attached to his body, illuminating the black fog and giving him the strength to break free.

Qin Ming looked inside and saw that his internal organs and body were still covered with many terrible cracks, but they were slowly healing. He also had a heartbeat and was breathing, and was no longer a living dead.

At this moment, he was very clear-headed and could truly see the golden threads and jade lights in his flesh and blood. They were mending and applying medicine to save his collapsing body.

"Silk calligraphy is my fundamental method!" Qin Ming whispered.

This was the technique he had practiced for the longest time, since he was a child, for more than ten years. It was more natural than breathing and had become an instinct.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been moving on its own just now. It would comb its entire body from time to time, blending with its flesh and blood, and being the most compatible with him.

His body was about to die, but the calligraphy on the silk cloth, which had become flesh and blood, was trying to save itself and revive him.

Qin Ming was wondering if this had happened to him when Li Qingxu smashed his skull. In the end, it brought him back to life.

His whole body was itchy, as if tiny granulations were growing, his internal organs were numb and tingling, and at the same time he felt pain, and his body was regaining consciousness.

Those organs and internal organs that had been striking began to function again. Of course, the fluctuations were very weak, and various functions were only recovering slowly.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming had a sharp intuition. Although he had recovered and his body showed signs of improvement, why did he always feel something was strange?
This sudden and extraordinary premonition is unpredictable, just like lightning across the night sky, leaving no trace, but it is also a wake-up call.

He wondered if it had something to do with his body, could he be reborn this time? It was probably difficult. After the seventh rebirth, his body had not "recovered", and in this terrible state of illness, it was good enough to be alive.

However, when the old woman in the Spirit Field Realm fell down, she was holding a five-colored treasure bottle in her hand, which contained rich sky light liquid, which should be enough to give him a new life.

She also landed in this area, and if she looked carefully, she might be able to find its remains.

"If it's not a problem with the freshmen, where does the problem come from?" Qin Ming raised his head and looked at the silver plate in the night sky. It was brilliant and transparent, like a magic lamp surrounded by a faint night mist and sprinkling moonlight like water.

There must be something wrong with it, he didn't believe this was the legendary round.

Afterwards, he was surprised to find that near the bright moon in the night sky, there seemed to be a fairy light, which passed by at a high speed, circled the moon, and then quickly dissipated.

"What's up there?" He stared at it with an extremely solemn expression.

Then he shook his head again and decided to just wake up completely first. He couldn't care less about so many things right now.

Qin Ming discovered that the calligraphy on silk was quite laborious. This instinct of flesh and blood seemed a little sluggish, and the gold thread and jade light were not as bright. It could only be said that he was badly injured.

The good news is that he is indeed recovering, and the wounds in his internal organs are healing. If this continues, his body, which was like broken porcelain being pieced together, will eventually be as smooth as new.

As his body recovered, healed his wounds, and restored his body functions, Qin Ming felt endlessly tired and was about to fall into a deep sleep.

But he felt quite relieved. This time he was not going to sink into the abyss of death, but a real hibernation. When he woke up, he might be full of energy.

Before he lost consciousness, he was still thinking about the silk calligraphy.

It was truly extraordinary and had saved his life time and again.

In fact, to be precise, he was saving himself.

Any other martial arts skills are dead, only he has mastered this one and made it into a flesh and blood instinct.

It was extremely difficult to pursue silk calligraphy, and he practiced for more than ten years before he mastered it.

You know, even the "Destiny Changing Sutra" that was said to have stumped many "celebrities" did not stop him, and he quickly mastered the art.

According to records, silk calligraphy requires the "guidance" of the previous generation, who use the Tianguang energy they have cultivated to "lead" and help the later generations to "open the way", so that the initial cycle of skills can be formed and implemented.

Otherwise, there will be no hope and later comers will not be able to practice.

However, several founders of the Dharma, who were suspected to be at the same level as Liuyu, Tathagata, and Yuqing, were all dead, disabled, or disappeared, not to mention the fate of their disciples.

The "evil reputation" of this scripture spread quickly, and its popularity was naturally cut off as a result.

Everyone knows that it is powerful and terrifying, but we can only study it and use it as a reference. If we really want to go ahead, it requires tremendous determination and bravery.

After all, it is very time-consuming!
Qin Ming simply "eats hard" and relies on himself to make his way!
While he was unconscious, changes occurred inside his body. There was a constant stream of light rushing up and blooming in his flesh and blood, just like light from the otherworldly world breaking through the night fog and falling to all parts of the earth.

The lines along which the silk calligraphy runs have become somewhat dim.

However, his health did not deteriorate, but continued to recover.

His flesh and blood grew back, his internal organs regained vitality, his heartbeat began to sound strong, and his breathing became steadier.

As time passed, all kinds of colorful mist and glow appeared in Qin Ming's body. It really looked like meteors were constantly crossing the sky and breaking through the darkness.

His body was humming and resonating, with different areas releasing different levels of brilliant light, each dominant.

It was also because of this that Qin Ming fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up for a long time, as if he was blocked in his own subconscious.

The golden jade burial suit was still there, but it was only barely holding on.

Now, different colors of light are flowing in different areas of Qin Ming's body, and his flesh and blood seem to be divided into different territories, somewhat isolated from each other.

So, his perception was cut off and it was very uncomfortable.

Even if an earthquake occurs right now, it will be difficult for him to wake up for a while.

...It was unknown how long it had passed before Qin Ming regained consciousness. When he opened his eyes, his hair stood on end because he saw a kind old woman.

In the "land" in the sky, he met the old woman from the Cui family and nearly exploded to death. Now, when he just woke up, he saw a smiling old lady and he was really scared.

The candlelight flickered. The room was not big. The old tables and chairs had a slight crystal luster due to long-term wiping. He was lying on a bed with peeling paint.

"Child, you're awake. It's time to take your medicine." The old lady with silver hair said with a smile.

Qin Ming sat up instantly and felt that his body was in good condition. There was no pain and his vitality was very strong, no worse than before.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he quickly asked, "Hello, old man, where is this?"

A young man heard the sound and walked into the room. He was sturdy and strong, with a beard and bright eyes.

"Yaozu carried you back." The old lady said with a smile.

"Thank you, big brother." Qin Ming stood up and felt that he was fine.

"I'm just sixteen, maybe even younger than you." The bearded boy spoke, and judging from his voice, he certainly didn't sound like an adult man.

"This...thank you, brother." Qin Ming didn't expect that he looked so mature. It was probably because he didn't shave his beard, which covered his youthful face.

The old lady smiled and said, "Don't rush to get down. When Yaozu found you, there was a layer of blood scab on your body. You were not in good condition."

The young man Wu Yaozu brought him a bowl of soup with chicken pieces and mushrooms, which exuded a rich aroma.

Qin Ming thanked him repeatedly. He was indeed hungry, so he took the food and ate it quickly.

He was not worried about any problems. If someone wanted to harm him, there was no way he would wake up.

However, the next moment, he felt something was wrong. Why was the whole room filled with fairy air and divine light? The old lady looked like an ancient statue, very old, emitting an unfathomable light, so strong that it made it difficult to open one's eyes.

This scene is so horrifying!

Qin Ming looked at the young man again. He was also very extraordinary. He was definitely very strong at this age. There was a "rainbow light" steaming in his body, and his body was like a box, just to carry this light.

Then he discovered that this "humble room" had also changed. It was full of light, carved beams and painted buildings, and was extremely magnificent.

The old tables and chairs that had been wiped clean all year round began to emit colorful divine clouds, and even the bed he was lying on was steaming with purple air.

This place is magnificent and golden, a veritable palace of jade and jade. The scenery he sees before his eyes is completely different.

Qin Ming was stunned. What was going on? He looked through the door and saw an old hen in the yard flapping its wings.

He pinched his face hard and shook his head vigorously to wake himself up. Otherwise, he felt it was unreal and all this was too outrageous.

Suddenly, he discovered that his body was also glowing with colors, and there were all kinds of colorful divine clouds distributed in various areas inside his body, which was not normal.

"It's okay, don't be nervous. After drinking the medicine, you will have slight hallucinations, but it will be fine after a while." The mature-looking young man Wu Yaozu comforted.

Is this an illusion? Qin Ming was very uneasy, and then he felt that he couldn't lift his eyelids.

As soon as he woke up, he became drowsy and fell into sleep again due to the effect of the medicine.

Qin Ming felt as if he had had many strange dreams in a hazy state. He vaguely heard someone talking and saw many bizarre scenes.

In a trance, he saw the old lady staggering out of the yard, as if she was muttering to herself: "The last time I saw someone like this was the last time, and it exploded with a bang at the end. There are still people who dare to practice. They are really brave."

Afterwards, Qin Ming dreamed of his grandfather again, and then the people of Shuangshu Village and Meng Xinghai and others.

In his dream, he saw Li Qingyue and the scenery around her, and he seemed to hear other people's conversation: "Grandfather, I also want to own something close to immortality."

When he was about to wake up, he saw the old woman's body outside the yard burned to ashes, and then the whole town became a sea of ​​fire, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

Finally, Qin Ming woke up. He was sweating profusely, but he felt very comfortable. His whole body was unobstructed and his vitality was very vigorous.

He got up and went outside. There were some vegetables planted in the yard and an old hen was strolling around.

He walked out of the yard and saw a spring of fire gushing out outside, while the surrounding area was desolate with rubble and ashes everywhere, just as he had seen in his dream!
On top of the ruins, there was only a dilapidated courtyard behind him.

In the distance, there is a large forest accompanied by a fire spring lake, covered by moonlight, which is extremely peaceful and quiet.

Qin Ming felt extremely uneasy. Could it be that he really had fallen from the sky into this desperate place?

But if that's the case, how can he still be alive? The so-called Jedi, even those old masters who have achieved great success dare not set foot in it easily, because it is really life-threatening!

Take Cao Qianqiu for example. He is so domineering and powerful that when an old senior who was seriously injured and dying invited him to go to the Jedi together, he just closed the door and ignored him.

The entire ruins were empty, without a single person. The young man Wu Yaozu and the old lady seemed as if they had never appeared.

But this courtyard was so real, and right behind him, there was an old hen clucking.

However, in such a desolate ruin, there is only one small courtyard which is obviously abnormal!

He looked back and wondered if he walked out of here and headed far away, would this courtyard disappear?
Then, Qin Ming began to focus on himself. The cracks on his body disappeared, and his internal organs had healed!

This made him overjoyed. So quickly? His body was completely healed. He had truly come back to life.

"Maybe I was unconscious for a long time?" He had such doubts.

A moment later, Qin Ming discovered something that made him lose his mind, and a huge earthquake occurred in his heart.

In his body, various lights flowed, each occupying an area. Could it be that what he saw in his dream was not false, and that those were not completely illusions and hallucinations? !
He finally realized what was wrong with him. He didn't expect this day to come so early.

Qin Ming frowned. Is this the final destination?
However, he soon smiled again, his brows relaxed, thinking that this was a good thing. Arriving early and being discovered was better than anything else. It would solve the problem at the root!

(End of this chapter)