txolops Chapter 2221 Divine Bird
Chapter 2221 Divine Bird
Chapter 2221 Divine Bird
"Drink slowly, don't burn yourself."
The mother held the bowl carefully, watching Qin Sang swallow the medicine one mouthful after another, and her surprise turned into joy.
Qin Sang's body was still very weak, but compared to his previous drowsy appearance, his spirit and energy were much better than before. Yesterday, the medicine soup was almost forced into his mouth.
After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, the heat spread from the lower abdomen to all parts of the body. Qin Sang felt warm all over and instantly recovered a lot of energy.
Seeing him drink the whole bowl of medicine in one breath, the whole family was delighted.
"I'll go get some food..."
The mother couldn't wait to turn around and leave. Since her son fell ill, he had a hard time eating. After he finally recovered his spirits, the mother wanted him to eat something quickly.
Qin Sang also felt his stomach was empty, but he had no appetite. He just felt that the smells around him were unpleasant and he felt a little stuffy.
"I can't eat. The room is stuffy. I want to go out for some fresh air," Qin Sang said softly.
His voice was hoarse, and the tone was a little strange when he said the first word, but it quickly returned to normal. None of his family members noticed, and even if they had heard it, they would have thought it was because he had just recovered from a serious illness.
The reason for this is that Qin Sang is now speaking a language that he is not familiar with.
Although I am not familiar with it, I just heard someone say it not long ago. It turned out to be the ancient language used by the Heavenly Serpent General!
An ancient saying that was popular in ancient times when demons ruled the world!
Qin Sang didn’t know whether this language had been passed down in the modern world, or perhaps it was still preserved in the demon tribe’s territory.
Logically speaking, he has entered Liuli's Inner Demon, but why do the people in Liuli's Inner Demon speak this language? Are they influenced by the Heavenly Snake General?
Some people believe that inner demons and dreams have something in common, both of which can reflect the fear hidden in people's hearts. Everything that happens in reality, even if it is just a tiny detail, is ignored in an instant, and the feedback in the inner demons and dreams may cause earth-shaking changes.
Even so, the memories in Qin Sang's body are very strange.
The name of his body is just one word - Xi.
The second brother died young. The eldest brother's name was Luan. His father's name was Chang and his mother's name was Lan. None of them had a surname or a given name.
According to records, ancient people in ancient times would name themselves this way. With the development of civilization, the birth and differentiation of tribes, surnames and clan names gradually emerged and evolved to this day. But for a long time, surnames were exclusive to the nobility, and civilians and slaves were not qualified to have them.
This family is obviously a civilian.
In any case, it was too strange for Liuli's inner demon to appear in this world. Master Ning originally speculated that Liuli's inner demon must be related to Bingyao or Qin Sang, and it was likely a reappearance of an experience in the Storm Realm.
Unless she had been to a similar place or had seen such ancient books before, it was entirely the product of her imagination.
"Ah? Go out now?"
The parents looked embarrassed and worried.
It was the turn of spring and summer, with warm breeze and bright sunshine outside. It was a good season, and it was certainly a good thing to bask in the sun. But their son was too weak, and they were worried that he would get caught in the wind outside and his condition would get worse.
My father hesitated and said, "Sanlang just drank the medicine, it would be better to wait a while before eating."
"Don't worry, Dad. I'm here. I'll carry you out on my back!"
Luan patted his chest and shouted to the outside, "Mom, pack two pancakes for me to eat when I'm hungry."
Although the mother was worried, she did not object when she saw that her husband and eldest son agreed.
"Come up, little brother!"
The two men helped Qin Sang to the bedside, Luan squatted down, and motioned for him to lie on his back.
Qin Sang shook his head, put his feet on the ground, tried to step on them, let his father and elder brother support him, and slowly stood up. Finally, he stood firm.
"My little brother can stand up now!"
Luan danced with joy, while his mother, holding a cloth-wrapped bag of food in her hands, leaned against the door frame and cried with joy.
The two brothers took the food and walked out the door with their parents watching them, very cautiously, as if they were escorting a child who had just learned to walk.
Their home was located very high, almost halfway up the mountain. Qin Sang went out and saw a fairly flat dirt road that led directly to a small stream. The road then turned a corner and continued down the mountain along the stream until it merged into a river.
The surrounding terrain is high in the west and low in the east, and high in the north and low in the south. Their homes are backed by the mountains, and the terrain becomes flatter towards the southeast.
This river originates from deep mountains and flows from north to south. There are many houses built on both sides of the river, forming a large village. Smoke rises from the chimneys and the fields are planted with crops that Qin Sang has never seen before.
Qin Sang's gaze continued to move eastward. He could see scattered houses outside the village and a city not far away.
The city wall is not very high and is yellow in color, like an earth wall. The villagers' houses are also very rough. In Qin Sang's opinion, there are many unreasonable aspects in the layout.
In the real world, not to mention the eight great Tianzhous, even in the remote Yuedu Bay, mortals can be well educated, and the layout and materials used in cities and villages are very particular.
The sun shines on my body and the breeze blows on my face, it is very comfortable, and all the gloom and mustiness seem to be swept away.
Qin Sang walked towards the stream.
When they reached the creek, Qin Sang squatted down and Luan opened his arms to protect him.
‘Wow! ’
Qin Sang scooped up a handful of clear water and washed his face. The cool stream water completely cleared his drowsy consciousness.
Looking at the strange face in the water, Qin Sang was lost in thought.
He tried calling Tianmu Butterfly, Xiaowu, Thunder Beast Guard and even Yunyou, but there was no response!
What made Qin Sang even more surprised and uneasy was that he could not sense the altar and the divine generals guarding it!
His guardian deity is Lei Zu. What kind of power can shield Lei Zu?
In the past, no matter what kind of illusion Qin Sang encountered, he could stay awake under the protection of the Jade Buddha.
As long as he clearly realized that the illusion was illusory, he could easily break through all illusions. Qin Sang could instantly recover all his strength. Even if Tianmu Die was trapped in the illusion, Qin Sang could wake her up immediately. At that time, whether to stay in the illusion or exit was up to him.
"What a great illusion!"
Qin Sang sighed again, this was a situation he had never encountered before.
If he was in the midst of Liuli's inner demon, it would be too terrifying. Master Ning actually let Liuli overcome the inner demon tribulation here. Is it really easier than outside?
Faced with this situation, Qin Sang was at a loss as to where to start and how to break the impasse.
He has now become a mortal who is seriously ill and powerless, and has lost his cultivation, magic weapons, and everything else he has accumulated through thousands of years of hard work! If he didn't know the reason, he would have thought he had traveled through time again and had to start all over again.
Without any cultivation, even if Qin Sang had any ideas, he would not be able to break the impasse.
To be precise, Qin Sang did not lose everything, he still retained one thing.
Qin Sang raised his right hand and looked at the iron ring on his thumb, which looked exactly the same as the Qianjun Ring!
The Qianjun Ring is named after its weight, which is beyond the ability of a mortal body to bear. However, the ring on Qin Sang's hand is just an ordinary iron ring with a little weight.
However, this iron ring did not appear with his consciousness. In the memory of this body, it was specially sharpened by his father when he asked someone to make an animal trap a few years ago and gave it to him as a gift.
This iron ring is the only thing Qin Sang is familiar with. Once he recovers some of his skills, he will see if it is the Qianjun Ring. Perhaps it will be the key to helping him break the illusion.
"Goooo..."
Qin Sang's stomach growled, waking him from his thoughts.
Luan heard the noise and laughed, "Are you hungry?"
He took out a cloth bag from his arms, which contained two yellow flour cakes, still steaming and emitting the aroma of grain.
However, Luan did not hand it to Qin Sang first. Instead, he broke off a piece, crushed it with his fingers, and scattered it on the stones along the river.
'twitter……'
Two bird calls sounded from the tree, and several birds that looked like magpies were attracted. They were not afraid of people at all, and immediately swooped down and pecked at the food beside them openly.
Luan put his hands together and seemed to be worshiping the bird with a very pious expression.
Qin Sang looked at Luan's behavior and was not surprised.
In his memories, this was what his father taught them: when eating in the wild, they must first offer a portion to the nearby birds and ask for the blessing of the sacred birds.
The sacred bird is their belief.
Qin Sang looked at the village at the foot of the mountain. There was a stone temple at the head of the village. On the top of the temple was a stone bird head that looked like an eagle. Every once in a while, the elders of the village would organize villagers to worship.
They believe in the sacred bird and will not harm any bird, otherwise it is a heinous crime. When the bird steals the crops, the villagers are not angry but happy, thinking it is the blessing of the sacred bird.
There were hunters in the village who made a living by hunting. His father would occasionally follow them up the mountain, but they only dared to hunt wild animals and did not dare to kill birds.
Their language and beliefs made Qin Sang feel strange. Could the scene in the illusion really be from ancient times? If so, what did the immortal cultivators in the illusion look like? Were they all demons?
In Xi's memory, he had never seen a cultivator, nor heard of anything related to cultivation. Qin Sang wanted to find immortals in this world, but he didn't know where to go.
"Here, eat it! Don't choke."
Luan finished his greetings and then handed the pancake and water gourd to Qin Sang.
Qin Sang took a bite and tasted the fragrance of wild vegetables mixed with the aroma of oil, with a small piece of fat in it.
This is a delicacy that their family can only make a few times a year. Luan drooled when he smelled the aroma, but Qin Sang pretended not to notice it, as he still needed these two pieces of cake to recover his strength.
Although it was far from being comparable to those spiritual fruits and magical wines, it whetted Qin Sang's appetite and he ate faster and faster. After eating two pieces of cake, he regained some strength.
"Let's go down a little further."
Qin Sang stood up and said.
Luan was a little hesitant. His younger brother suddenly fell seriously ill, and there were all kinds of rumors these days. When he went down there before, the villagers who were familiar with him all avoided him, for fear that they would see his younger brother and cause trouble.
Seeing that Qin Sang was in a good mood, Luan was worried that he would think too much, so he didn't say it clearly, and said, "Don't go too far."
They walked slowly along the stream, and some brave birds even landed on their heads. Luan had an expression of being favored.
Qin Sang was thinking about his next plan as he walked. Although he had no cultivation, his life was relatively stable with his current identity, at least his life was not in danger. He wondered where Liuli was and what identity he had become.
Liuli's inner demons were completely beyond their expectations. Qin Sang had become a different person, and Liuli was probably the same. What was even more troublesome was that she no longer had the protection of the Jade Buddha and could not remember her previous identity at all.
Qin Sang's role is to help Liuli resolve her inner demons, so naturally he can't just sit there and wait for her to wake up on her own.
How can I find her in such a vast crowd of people?
Could it be that she also has an object similar to the Qianjun Ring, which is reflected from reality...
Qin Sang thought so as he gently stroked the iron ring.
Of course, the most important thing now is to restore his own cultivation. Unlike when he first traveled to Xiaohan Territory, he has countless skills and secret techniques remembered in his mind, so he no longer needs to search hard for a master.
Now it seems that he can only start his practice from the beginning. He needs to find a reason to send his family away and practice in seclusion.
"Look, little brother..."
Luan suddenly pointed to the north and shouted, "Rainbow! What a beautiful rainbow!"
Qin Sang looked in the direction of his finger, and saw mountains connected to each other in the north. Between the mountains, a long five-colored rainbow appeared. The rainbow crossed the sky and finally fell into the city. It lingered for a long time and formed a giant rainbow bridge across the earth.
There is no fog in the mountains, and it is not after the rain, so it is not formed naturally.
Qin Sang's pupils shrank. This was clearly a cultivator's escaping light!
Xi had never seen a cultivator in her memory, but she didn't know that the cultivator was right beside her, but she was blinded by the appearance of the cultivator. Unfortunately, Qin Sang had lost all his cultivation and couldn't sense the demonic energy. She didn't know whether the other party was a human or a demon, and what his cultivation level was.
Is the other person passing by or going home?
There were cultivators in the city, which aroused Qin Sang's vigilance. It seemed that his situation was not as stable as he had imagined.
Luan had never seen such a big Hongqiao before, and was very excited, and wanted to run to the city immediately.
At this moment, Qin Sang noticed that there was a commotion in front of the city gate in the distance. Several black shadows rushed out of the crowd and ran wildly on the avenue, heading in different directions.
The black shadow was moving very fast. It turned out to be a man riding a mount that looked like a wolf. He was tall and ran more steadily than a horse.
This man was wearing leather armor and had a sword at his waist. He must be a guard in the city.
In a blink of an eye, the guards arrived outside the village.
'when! when! when! '
The guard held a big gong in his hand and struck it hard a few times. The villagers were alarmed and came out of their homes.
"Notices will be posted on the city gates!"
"Notices will be posted on the city gates!"
……
The guards’ voices were louder than the gongs, and Qin Sang and Luan could hear them.
Without stopping, the guards continued to rush downstream of the river, where there were villages.
"Notice? What notice?"
Luan scratched the back of his head, his face full of confusion.
At this time, groups of villagers had already left the village and were heading towards the city gate.
"Brother, take me to see it," Qin Sang said in a deep voice.
Thinking of the sudden appearance of the immortal cultivator, Qin Sang had a hunch that this notice might not be simple, and might be the key to his understanding of this illusion.
"This……"
Luan hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Qin Sang's complexion had improved a lot, he couldn't resist his curiosity about Hongqiao and the notice.
"Wait here, I'll push you over there!"
Luan strode back home, pushed out a strangely shaped unicycle, and asked Qin Sang to sit firmly on it.
Qin Sang sat in the car, passing through the village, and the squeaking and twisting sounds rang in his ears along the way.