In the sharp pain of the cone heart, Xiao jingchan's consciousness gradually returned, and he felt that he was weak all over, so that he could not exert any strength, even the strength to open his eyes.

"am I still alive? I'm not dead. "

Xiao was very surprised. He remembered clearly that the introduction of pulse into the body ended in failure. The failure was not a mistake in the plan. In fact, at that time, he had successfully introduced pulse into the body. The eight hundred Zhang pulse was directly contained in the body, but there was a problem in this regard.

what's the problem?

the body is not strong enough!

although Xiao jingchan has been refining his body for nearly two hundred years with the magic way, a pair of body has not reached the immortal position, but it is also a magic weapon, but there must be a contrast between everything. Maybe compared with other cultivators, Xiao jingchan's body is hard enough, but how large is the aura contained in the eight hundred Zhang spiritual pulse? It takes thousands of miles to survive and suppress the dangerous peaks. Therefore, before the spirit pulse enters the body for a moment, he will have a complete cup.

Xiao jingchan remembers that he was in the violent Reiki tide, and his body was torn to pieces directly, even if there were no dross left, but what's the matter now?

I wonder!

at the moment, Xiao jingchan was quite confused. He tried hard to open his eyes, but it didn't work. His whole body seemed to be drained.

he used to run the real Qi. When he realized that the Qi was moving, a breath of air came out of the Dantian, but Xiao jingchan was shocked. In other words, is the joke too much?

Xiao jingchan laughs bitterly in his heart. In his reaction, the huge real yuan condensed in two hundred years has disappeared without trace. No! It can't be said that all of them have disappeared, but compared with the rest of the real Qi, the disappeared part accounts for at least 99%. If his two hundred years of cultivation is compared to the vast ocean, then now it's a small river, or even just a small stream

by contrast, it's too small to mention!

then, he felt that no matter the meridians, acupoints and orifices, the hardness of the body, or even the sense of the yuan force were greatly weakened. In the face of such strange changes, Xiao jingchan was experienced and helpless at the moment.

PA!

when the door was opened, a light footstep began to sound.

"xiaoxuan'er, my mother has brought the medicine. Come on! If you open your mouth and take a sip, you will be better after taking the medicine. "

Xiao jingchan felt that this man sat down beside the bed and smelled a strong smell of soup medicine. Then the spoon was sent to his lips. A bitter taste of medicine melted in his mouth. It was as bitter as Huanglian.

However, Xiao jingchan can't care about the bitter taste in his mouth at this time. He has been stunned by this sentence.

"Xiao xuan'er!" How many years have you not heard the name?

how many years?

one hundred years or two hundred years ago, his memory has been dusty for a long time. Even he is about to forget his own name. Who am I? I'm Xiao jingchan?

no, that's not my name!

I'm Xie Xuan!

my real name is Xie Xuan.

the first demon cultivation in a thousand years, Xiao jingchan, the only master of Taoism, is famous for nine aspects of heaven, unparalleled in the world.

However, almost no one knows that his real name is not Xiao jingchan. This name is only the pseudonym of his youth when he died. But later, his name moved the sky, and the more powerful his voice was, the more unknown his real name was.

it's a satire, but Xiao jingchan didn't want to explain it more, because at that time, when the blood loved one, his friend had already passed away, or had disappeared. Looking into the world, he was alone. For him, to give up his original name was not a relief.

now, the name that hasn't been called up in the past two hundred years rings again.

"mother, mother, mother!"

Xiao jingchan was so excited that his heart was shaking: "no mistake, it's the voice of his mother, it's her breath! I will never remember wrong. I will never remember wrong. "

somehow, the body seemed to rush into a huge force. Suddenly, Xiao jingchan turned over and sat up straight, PA! With a crisp sound, the charging porcelain bowl fell to the ground and was broken to pieces.

as far as you can see, she is a beautiful woman in simple clothes, with a very elegant temperament, but her face is tired with a little bit of anxiety and love in her eyes.

Xiao jingchan suddenly sat up, overturned the medicine soup and smashed the porcelain bowl. First, he startled the woman, and then he gave a "ah" exclamation, which was full of joy. "Xuaner, you finally wake up! Great! "

Xiao jingchan looks at it stupidly, but there is an emotion in his mind, which has been buried for nearly 200 years. Since the tragic changes in his youth, he thought that this emotion had left him forever, but now it has revived again. He looks at it stupidly until the woman sees that he doesn't speak, can't hide his anxiety, and is eager to call again. Xiao Jing Chan finally wakes up like a dream.

no!

it's not like waking up from a dream! Because it's not a dream.

everything in front of him is real. Maybe what he experienced before is a nightmare. Now, he finally wakes up.

"Mom, I'm ok."

Xiao jingchan holds his mother's hand tightly, feels the real and warm breath, and suddenly calms down.

Yes, it's really my mother. It's my Xiao jingchan -

no!

Xiao jingchan's existence only belongs to the past, but in the present, she is just my Xie Xuan's mother.

I'm not the first devil cultivation in a thousand years. I'm the only Taoist master, Xiao jingchan.

I'm just Xie Xuan, that's all.

…………

"Xuaner, do you know how dangerous it is this time? If it wasn't for your help, I'm afraid you --, why are you so headstrong? Are you worried about your mother's death? "

seeing his mother's face tired and weeping silently, Xie Xuan quickly reached out his hand and wiped the tears on the corner of her eyes. He said: "I'm sorry, mom, you're worried! Don't cry, my mother! " At the same time, he finally remembered how it was.

Xie Xuan's mother's name is Xiao Biyun. Since he was a child, Xiao Biyun has been in poor health. Xiao Biyun has always said that it's just a minor illness!

in the past, Xie Xuan thought it was just a minor illness, but later, he realized that it was not a disease at all. Xiao Biyun suffered a very serious internal injury. It was not others who hurt her. It was Xiao Biyun's biological father, his grandfather Xiao Tianzong.

of course, in this respect, both Xie Xuan and Xiao Tianzong have one thing in common - never admit the identity of each other.

Xie Xuan would never agree with Xiao Tianzong as his grandfather, and Xiao Tianzong certainly would not like to admit that he has such a shameful grandson.

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