"The spirit seeds are broken, this is a sign of...a premature death..." Wang Ma murmured with sad look at the baby girl in her hand that was only the size of a palm.

In this world, everyone will carry a congenital spiritual seed when they are born, which will hang on the lifeline of the human body, accompanied by a person's birth to death. The fragmentation of the congenital spiritual seed means that the lifeline of this person is no longer enough to maintain the work of the spiritual seed, and it is also a sign that he will live in the near future.

If a conscious adult has a shattered congenital spirit seed, he can still rely on various drugs to delay his death, but this happens to the baby, it is undoubtedly going to die prematurely.

"Hey... poor little guy, why are you here to come to this world for a while? Not only will your mother suffer for ten months, she will suffer even if she is still suffering..." Wang Ma gently stroked the baby girl's forehead with her thumb. The baby girl, who had not been moving, seemed to notice something and moved her fingers slightly.

The saddest thing in the world is to witness the passing of a life, especially the little life in front of you is about to leave in a hurry before you can open your eyes to see the world.

"Mum Wang...is there no way to save my child?" The man clenched his fists, his voice trembling. Obviously, he knew what the shattered spirit seed means for a person, especially for a baby, but he always had that glimmer of hope.

Although the baby girl was less than an hour old, the beautiful blueprint she had constructed for her with her wife over the past ten months collapsed, and the silly man's eyes were moist when he thought of his wife's wailing and hard work for several hours was wasted, and the eyes of this sturdy and stupid man couldn't help but feel wet.

"Oh... it is not a genius and treasure that cannot be saved, and it is not a person who practices the Tao." Wang Ma waved her hand and said.

Generally, genius treasures appear in the world. If they are not picked by the Taoist sect or protected by the great demons in the mountains, they are rarely picked by ordinary mortals. As for those who practice Taoism, their remote small villages are all said to be whether the monks are willing to come. Even if they come, they can invite them. It is another matter.

"A person who practices Taoism... a person who practices Taoism! By the way! The old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain outside the village has heard that he has reached the peak of the spirit seed. Why don't I go and invite him to see it?" The silly man suddenly remembered that there was such a person nearby, and said excitedly as if he had grabbed the last straw.

"This..." Wang Ma was still hesitating, and suddenly felt the baby girl's anger weakened a little more, then gritted her teeth and nodded, "It seems that this is the only way."

The man nodded when he heard this, pushed open the door and ran to the outside of the village in a hurry, which made many aunts outside the house look sideways and a little confused.

"I'm working hard today. Fortunately, the mother and daughter are safe. I'll give birth to Lin first. Thank you for your kindness. But now the girl has just finished giving birth and needs rest. Please go back and rest first. Choose a day before letting Zhang Lin and the couple come to everyone to thank you." Wang Ma also walked out of the door and said thank you to everyone outside the house, but actually saw you off.

The aunts saw that they were really nothing to do, so they followed Wang Ma's polite words and left one after another.

The Taoist temple outside the village has been built for a few years, and the old woods in the temple have been decayed so much that it is too rotten. A gust of wind can make a squeaking sound, making people worry about when it will collapse.

An old Taoist in a tattered Taoist robe grabbed a handful of rice from the cloth bag that had been patched on his side, waved to the eaves of the Taoist temple, and then two swallows flew down from the eaves and gently pecked at the rice in the old Taoist hand.

"Spring is here again, but when will the fog in front of you be able to see it clearly..." The old Taoist feeds the swallows while feeding them

whispering to himself.

The old Taoist is really old, and his hunched body is like a rotten wood in a Taoist temple that can no longer withstand the carvings of time. When he was young, he had also experienced infinite glory because he entered the seed spirit. You should know that stepping into the seed spirit realm means stepping into the gate of immortal cultivation, and that will no longer be equal to the ordinary people in the world.

"How come this fog blocked me for decades..." The old Taoist seemed to remember some past events, and couldn't help feeling sad.

"Boom..." The old Taoist was still feeling sad when the door of the Taoist temple was suddenly pushed open by a strong man. The visitor was Lin Sheng.

The old Taoist temple, which was disrepaired, was pushed hard by Zhang Lin, and the temple was shocked directly, which scared the swallows in the old Taoist's hand flew away in all directions.

The old Taoist, with a wrinkled face, took a deep breath, disliked the person who came for his erotic actions, and said in a deep voice: "Who is coming? Why are you making noise here?"

"Master...Master! Save my daughter!" Lin Sheng was stunned at first, and saw the old Taoist sitting in the center of the temple, and hurriedly knelt down and cried.

"Oh... Are you fucking your claws? Get up, get up, and talk to me about this." The old Taoist, who was a little displeased, stopped making any more of a statement when he heard that life was at risk, and hurried forward to help the stupid man who knelt down as soon as he met.

After Lin Sheng stood up, he briefly told the old Taoist about his daughter, saying that the only person he could find to practice Taoism was the old Taoist. If the old Taoist could save his daughter, he would like to be a cow and a horse for the old Taoist in this life.

After listening to Lin Sheng’s narration, the old Taoist waved his hand and said, “Why do I want you to be a cow or a horse? My old bones are almost broken, and I can’t save your daughter, I can’t save it!”

The old Taoist said that, rolled up his sleeves to show Lin Sheng his thin arms.

"Master...Master, just go and have a look. Only you can save my daughter in this radius of hundreds of miles." Lin Sheng said and wanted to kneel down again. After all, the old Taoist was Zhang Lin's last life-saving straw. He had to ask the old Taoist to see his daughter. Even if there was really no way, the meaning was different.

Seeing Lin Sheng kneeling again, the old Taoist hurriedly supported him and sighed and said, "Why are you doing this? That's it. I promised to go with you, but I can't guarantee whether I can save me."

"Thank you, thank you, Taoist priest."

“Let’s lead the way quickly…”

"Okay...Okay, Taoist priest comes with me."

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At the same time, a magical fruit fell into the ground among the mountains above the village. Rather than saying that this is a fruit, it is better to say that it is a baby. If it weren't for the fact that it fell from a plant, it would be no different from a human baby.

"Sniff..." Although the baby was still closing his eyes tightly at this moment, his little nose started to twitch unconsciously.

"It smells so good...well? This is... the smell of spiritual seeds?" the baby murmured to himself with his eyes closed.

But soon, he realized something was wrong, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up directly, and said in disbelief: "I... am not dead?"

However, just when he was a little confused and wanted to rub his face to make him wake up, he realized that his little hands were chubby. How could this be the pair of adult hands? And his hands had been grinding thick calluses because of his years of practicing swords, and the hands in front of him seemed to be broken.

He reached out and touched his bare head, and couldn't help but start thinking about the three most classic philosophical questions in the world.

Title: "Who am I? Where am I from? Where should I go?"

But at present, he could only answer the first one at the beginning and said slowly: "I am... Gu Ying, I don't know where to come from, nor where to go..." He said it seriously, even for fear of forgetting, he picked a leaf from the side, and wrote the word Gu Ying on it with his little finger.

Confusion is definitely confused. Gu Ying vaguely remembers that his last moment's memory was still stuck in the scene of being pierced by the Demon Lord. At this point, his chest began to hurt violently again. The wound on his body had already healed, but the memory of his soul was real. Gu Ying covered his chest with the pain almost made him breathe.

Just as Gu Ying covered her chest and gasped, the intoxicating fragrance came again, which gradually relieved Gu Ying's chest pain. Only then did he remember that it seemed that his awakening was also a bit of the fragrance.

Driven by curiosity, he followed the fragrance to a steep cliff and looked down. Below was the yard where Lin Sheng and his wife lived. Gu Ying sat above and watched Lin Sheng go out in a hurry and then hurriedly lead a Taoist priest into the door.

"The innate spirit seeds are broken? But how come the innate spirit seeds are so fragrant?" Since Gu Ying saw the farmhouse, he naturally saw the poor baby girl in the farmhouse. He even saw the old Taoist painting on the baby girl with talisman paper.

"Damn it!" Gu Ying shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The innate spiritual seeds are broken and the spirit realm is looking at... I really dare to ask for the other one to treat..."

"Forget...I'm destined to be with you... Uh..." Gu Ying lifted his chubby little hand helplessly, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and retracted his hand.

"The cultivation level has been deficient so much..." Gu Ying pinched his little flesh claw and said to himself. When he just mobilized the spiritual power in his body, he realized that there were only a few sources left in his body.

"Throw this source... am I still me?" Gu Ying fell into deep thought again. As long as this source is there, it would be like there is still a spark of sparks in his body. If he could still use this source to return to the peak again, but if he threw this sword source out to save people, he would be no longer the swordsman before, and it would be difficult to predict whether he would cause any damage to this body.

This made Gu Ying hesitate. Although he was inexplicably not dead, he thought he would die after he was reborn. The plot seemed to be wrong.
Chapter completed!