Chapter 4 Changes

After a day of cultivation, Yang Chen also recovered most of the time, so he wanted to get out of bed and get some breath. So with the help of the maid Yang Lan and Yang Feng, he was about to get out of bed. But the moment his feet were pressed against him, Yang Chen suddenly felt that his feet were electrocuted by electric currents. Yang Chen exclaimed "ah" and the maid was frightened.

Immediately stopped, put Yang Chen back on the bed, and asked in panic, "What's wrong with the young master? Are you feeling uncomfortable again? I'll call my wife." After that, he ran out and prepared to find Ruan. Yang Chen came to his senses and said, "No, I'm fine, nothing happened. Maybe I haven't moved for a few days and my hands are cramped. Don't call me mother."

Yang Lan seemed to be worried and asked carefully, "Young Master is really okay."

Yang Chen nodded with a "hmm", then fell into deep thought.

"It's not scientific. Is it an illusion? I never felt anything about my legs. What happened just now?" He was both excited and scared, and was that his feet finally felt a little conscious, and what was afraid was that just now was just an illusion. So in order to verify his thoughts, he pinched his thigh without a trace.

"Damn it. It's really an illusion, which makes me happy, darn!" But then I thought, "No, no matter how much I say, I was once a generation of Heavenly Venerable. Although I didn't have any cultivation at this time, I shouldn't feel wrong."

So Yang Chen said to Yang Lan, "Help me."

Yang Lan responded, "Yes, young master"

Yang Chen concentrated his energy and slowly put it down to the ground. The closer he got to the ground, the more nervous he became, and even his body trembled a little. It can be seen how nervous the Xiaoyao Immortal was at this moment, and how much I hoped that the feeling just now was not a good dream or an illusion.

His feet finally hit him, and Yang Chen trembled all over. Then Yang Chen laughed for a long time, and tears were dazzling. Yang Lan was stunned and thought that the young master had a problem again. So he hurriedly told Yang Feng, "Go and call the head of the family and his wife."

Yang Fengfei ran out like a gaze and shouted, "Master, Madam..."

Knowing that Yang Xiaotian and Ruan Shi arrived at the scene of the accident, Yang Chen was still laughing wildly, snot and tears, crying constantly. Ruan Shi went up to touch his forehead and asked hurriedly, "Son, what's wrong, why are you doing this?"

This was Chenxi crying when he arrived; "Mother, brother isn't stupid, right?"

Ruan called out several times, "Chen'er, Chen'er, Chen'er..."

Yang Chen woke up slowly at this time, watching his family surrounded him, looking at him without blinking, making him feel scared. He scratched his head and asked with a flattering look on his face, "Mother, father, Chenxi, when did you come, why are you looking at me?"

Ruan originally wanted to say something, but Chenxi immediately said first; "Brother cried and laughed just now, we couldn't even call you. Brother, you are crazy, are you?" After saying that, he felt like he hugging Yang Xiaotian's arm and hiding behind Yang Xiaotian, revealing a small head.

Yang Chen grimaced at her, "Brother is crazy; are you afraid?" After saying that, he deliberately stretched out his claws. Chenxi felt that he shrank his head back.

In fact, although the morning light is small, it is still possible to judge Yang Chen's condition, but it is just a bit playful.

Ruan then stared at Yang Chen with a serious face and asked, "What's wrong? Say one, two, three, otherwise you won't be spared. I've been so much more troubles lately, hum!

Yang Chen originally wanted the teacher to explain, but then he thought that if this was just a simple feeling, he didn't know whether his legs could be restored. Then they were even more sad, so he could only pull the old immortal with fairy spirit in his dream. If this is the case, then this will happen, etc. Anyway, Yang Xiaotian and Ruan believed most of the time, explained it and left.

Yang Chen Liu Chen lowered Chen Xi and said to him, "Chen Xi, we go to the backyard to have fun. I feel like we haven't been to see Xiao Lingzi for a long time. Do you want to go?" After saying this, that guy is not bad. Chen Xi pushed Yang Chen to the backyard in a breeze, and then shouted to the Qingtan in the backyard; "Xiao Lingzi, I'm here, come out quickly."

Sure enough, after a while, the turtle, which had been three or four times larger than when I first met, limped up the shore. Chenxi knocked on its shell, touched its head, and said to Yang Chen, "How about it, brother, Xiao Lingzi is amazing." She looked at Yang Chen with anticipation. Seeing her appearance, Yang Chen didn't want to disappoint her, so he said a lot of good words indifferently.

"Little Lingzi is definitely the first spiritual turtle from ancient times to the present. He is knowledgeable about human nature, handsome, elegant and elegant, and well-educated. He will definitely know astronomy and geography in the future. He will know five hundred years before and five hundred years later..."

Yangyang said a lot of words, although the words were not fulfilled and the preface was inconsistent, but what was speechless was that the more Chenxi listened, the happier he became. The silly turtle himself couldn't help but nod. His look was natural, you understood, made Yang Daxian full of black lines.

However, Yang Chen came to the backyard not to praise the turtle, but to have something to do. So after saying a lot, Chenxi and Xiao Lingzi went to play with him. He took off his shoes, then got off the Analects of Confucius, and lay flat on the ground.

Then, the feeling of stinging the nerves like an electric current came again. He was so excited that he wanted to whistle to the sky, but he still resisted the impulse and enjoyed the familiar feeling. The reason why he was familiar was because he knew that this was the feeling of spiritual energy passing through the meridians when he first started practicing. "It's really a long time ago."

But he didn't have time to be happy for a long time. The stinging pain became more and more intense, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart. He wanted to struggle to climb up the Analects of Confucius, but now he was like being nailed to the ground, unable to move his fingers. He wanted to call Chenxi, but suddenly he found that he could not even make a sound. He knew that his condition was like a spiritual energy that was rushing when he was practicing. If he couldn't do it well, he would burst out with a gorgeous "bang" like a firework. But he couldn't control the current situation. What could he do? Endless spiritual energy flowed into his body along the earth and then disappeared into his dantian. He felt something was swallowing spiritual energy crazy.

But what Yang Chen was strange was that although he felt so much spiritual energy pouring in, it was always said that a spiritual energy vortex should appear above him, but strangely, the spiritual energy in the air did not form a vortex, but was just sinking into the ground continuously.

This phenomenon does not only appear in the Yang Mansion. The entire Bijiang City and even the spiritual energy within a hundred miles around Bijiang City are sinking vertically into the ground, and they are missing. Therefore, the monks from Bijiang City have seen this phenomenon.

At this time, Yang Chen was full of pain and grievances; "My sister, I thought my legs were saved, but I didn't expect that my legs would be better and my life would be over. Damn, it's over. Oh, this fucking life is so sad..."

I still wanted to complain in my heart, but at this time, an unprecedented suck came from my dantian without any warning, and the poor young master Yang's eyes went dark...

Quiet, very quiet, very quiet, so Young Master Yang didn't dare to open his eyes at this time, for fear that he would see the underworld when he opened his eyes. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any movement, so he quietly opened a crack in his eyes. Yes, I don't know the situation outside to see if there are any enemies.

A soft light came into view, and finally, I finally opened my eyes. After confirming that nothing happened, I patted my chest and said, "It seems that Master Dao's life should not be lost, so I still survived, hahaha."

He said happily, as soon as he was excited, he slapped the earth, and then he took advantage of the situation and jumped up and stood in the air. He put on a posture that he thought was very handsome, and "Ou Ye" suddenly...

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong...

Ah, I have no cultivation, what's going on?" I looked around in a daze, not knowing why.

He lowered his head and thought - his pupils were dilated, and he actually had his legs again; "Damn, my body, can this remnant soul live without a body? I don't have the strong soul like the one in "Taichu" before. The inexplicable rebirth has consumed basically all of my soul. Now, the bird is like a bird that is blown by the wind and spreads the soul?"

Before he finished speaking, his soul was sucked by a suction force and floated up. Yang Daxian panicked; "Hey, wait, let's stop me, but his screams were so good that the soul floated to the place where the suction force came.

Yang Daxian was desperate, but the closer he got to the place where the suction was coming, the more he felt at ease. At the same time, there was a sense of familiarity coming. This feeling was not specific, but instinct told him that he had a sense of familiarity, but it was also slightest.

Yang Chen then calmed down and wanted to see what happened. He frowned and looked at him. What appeared in his eyes was an endless dark world around him, but there might be thousands of feet in the middle. A nine-story tower stood in this small space.

I saw this tower shaped like a spring bamboo shoot, firm and upright, the top of the tower is like a cover, the tower brake is like a bottle, and the flowing light is like a pillar that rises to the sky, penetrates straight into the sky.

The walls of the tower are carved with various rare beasts, including plants, spiritual beasts, mortals, self-cultivation, harmony, and killing. Each carving is lifelike, making Yang Chen feel that the plant seems to be coming from the fragrance, the beast comes from the deafening roar, the laughter of mortals, the cry of babies, the discussion of monks, the peaceful saints in the world praise the world, and the endless killing gods of killing. In the hazy light, you can vaguely see a purple wind chime hanging on every corner of each floor, chanting without wind in the flowing light. Flashes of light whispering like nature soaked Yang Chen's soul, and he felt his soul become "clear and clean".

The spire stands erect in the depths of the heavy light, looming, as if it is close to you and thinking about the sky from afar. The majestic momentum that makes people look at the common people is like looking at the sky. Everything is insignificant in its eyes, everything seems small and pale.

Staring at the tall, simple and majestic ancient pagoda in front of him, he seemed to have seen the source of all Taos and the true meanings of all the Taos. Although Yang Daxian was once a hero and a generation of heavenly priests, he realized that the world was much bigger than he had imagined. He suddenly felt like an idiot, thinking that he understood everything and saw through life and death, and then he suddenly realized that he was just a naughty child.
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