Chapter 211 July and a half (4)
Long Xuan "Yu Niang" secret? !
Pan Hui was so shocked that she couldn’t speak.
She never thought that there would be a secret in it, and even the second uncle didn’t know that there would be another shortcut.
At that time, she had asked her second uncle what they had in common with Yu Niang in the past dynasties. Second uncle said that Yu Niang in the past dynasties was descended from Deng Zu, so everyone had a surname, and the woman could become "Yu Niang". At one time, she was depressed and thought that the agreement made by the elder brother was just cheating her.
But now Martial Uncle Feng Zi actually said that there was a secret! Is it necessary to master that it is possible for Xinmi people to be recognized by the main light and enter the palace of life?
Feng Zi said, "Come and give me that yellow ball."
Pan Hui hurriedly approached some to pick up the ball when she was rescued from the Qing Dynasty and hand it over to Martial Uncle.
Feng Zi smiled "hey-hey" and his right hands made a French seal. When he whispered softly for a moment, he saw that the ball shone like an orange light.
A huge shadow appeared in the middle, and the main light was the same size, but it was just a virtual shadow.
"No one ever told you that it was me in Changxuan contemporary Yu Niang …" Feng Ziyin was still weak, and she sneered. "In those days, I was angry that Deng Zu ruled that I would cut my name from the long lamppost by myself. Since then, I have never practiced Changxuan’s method again, but I am still in the process of repairing it, and few people can stand it. I just can’t become an immortal!"
Pan Huimo’s silence did not answer.
She thought she definitely couldn’t do it. Martial Uncle Feng Zi was so broad. How could she give up her fairy path just because she was cut off from reincarnation?
Feng Zi continued without pause, "But it’s no harm to be immortal … I’m only alive to get a sense of well-being. If I’m not, I won’t be happy even if I’m immortal. Then I might as well just live a generation without an afterlife, and there will be no afterlife!" If you can’t live according to your own wishes in this life, how can you guarantee that you will be satisfied in the next life? I this person ….. is such a strange temper for this life, don’t ask the past, don’t ask the afterlife, cause and effect, all kinds of past lives are like past lives because this life can’t be asked; All kinds of afterlife will be like afterlife fruit, which cannot be chased in this life. "
Pan Hui and Jiang Baiwei both fell into silence until a light ring woke them up.
Pan Hui looked down at her arms and held the soul card. When she saw the original, it was already broken into several pieces, and now it is more fragmented.
Feng Zi was so weak that he coughed a few times and didn’t pay any attention to the movement of the soul card. "It’s good that you brought this, so that I can see how long I have left to live. Let’s not talk nonsense. I’d better explain things quickly."
Then she handed Pan Huidao the orange ball. "I’ll give you the seal of Yu Niang now. It’s not just the practice that can make Yu Niang achieve it. It’s also in vain if this generation bears the seal with your talent. This seal is made by Deng Zu’s daughter, so it’s suitable for women to bear it. It’s the natural seal of Deng Zu’s JingXie that can maximize the power of this seal."
Pan Hui suddenly realized that it is no wonder that there has never been a woman with a surname who can grow up. The original "Yu Niang" is just a bloodline and seems to be alone
Sealing posture coughed a few times again, and the existing blood foam flowed along the corners of her mouth with a violent cough, but she didn’t care if she held Pan Hui’s hand and closed her eyes.
There is a mark flashing between her eyebrows, which can be clearly seen as a small long lamp. In the middle of the lamp, the virtual shadow of the huge long lamp gradually falls and stays on the top of the sealing posture, and then the light gradually dissipates, and the virtual shadow gradually blends into the sealing posture.
The light-shaped mark at the center of the eyebrows became brighter and brighter, and finally it suddenly jumped out in the middle of the flash and directly disappeared into Pan Huimei.
Pan Hui’s body shook, and she felt a huge heat gushing from her eyebrows and rushing around the meridians. Finally, she poured directly into the abdomen, and her breath was mobilized in an instant. She didn’t have a course of qi, but at the moment, the qi actually ran on its own.
One big Sunday, two big Sundays, three big Sundays …
It was not until ten weeks later that the interest rate gradually stabilized, and the true spirit quietly returned to the abdomen. Pan Hui was keenly aware that she had been promoted for many years before breaking through the six-lamp repair. At this moment, there was a faint development trend towards seven lamps.
Sealing posture sound with a little smile "? Do you feel that you have improved greatly? With this bearing, your cultivation speed will be more than twice as fast as before. It’s a pity that you are not my seal, and the seal of Sun Dengzu has helped so much. "
Pan Hui was surprised to look at Feng Zi again and found that the old man was weaker than before, but her eyebrows were full of ease and freedom.
Seal zi loosened her hands and leaned back to Pan Hui and Jiang Baiwei to hold her before hurriedly, which made her more reliable and comfortable.
The old man smiled and patted their hands. Finally, he set his eyes on the young man who was still in a coma. With a deep sadness, "I have sealed his pulse and now I still have Huan’s son and Qing’s son. Huan’s son has been hurt by people, but I can watch the ability of Qing’s son. I will give up and go, and I can’t accompany him anymore. I’m sorry for my sister and my own child."
She turned to look at Pan Huidao beside her. "Hui Er, I know you have an appointment with Huan Er, so I will mark you. Now I entrust Huan Er and Qing Er to you. You must … protect yourself! I’m used to going my own way in my life, and now I think about it, I have nothing to regret. If I really want to say anything, I really shouldn’t have left in anger. If I had stayed in Changxuan Huan ‘er, I might have been able to go back to Qing ‘er long ago and I wouldn’t have to suffer so much, but … "
Sealing posture smiled and suddenly some hearts swept away, even tired and weak, and seemed to have some spirit. "Huan’s son should have known my temper long ago and knew that I would be furious and leave Changxuan’s office before you made that pledge directly. This child never expected me from the beginning, but put his hope on you. It seems that he really cares about you … It turns out that this way forced me to give you the promise. He should have expected that I was determined to let Changxuan decline and prepare to take it directly to chaos."
Pan Hui, Jiang Baiwei has never made a gesture, and now she is suddenly in a good mood. They know that the old man who is dying is really going to leave, and now it is just a dead light.
They are sad in their hearts, but they dare not show their faces. They can stay quietly in the audience. She said that she was entrusted at the end of her life.
Sealing posture seems to say that you are tired, and suddenly you stop. You are lovingly watching your son hold the hands of the teenager and slowly close your eyes.
There was a fine sound again. Pan Hui, Jiang Baiwei stared at the broken soul card and had a limited panic in their hearts.
The soul card is broken very quickly, but half a column of incense kung fu directly turns into a pile of rubble, but the momentum is still getting smaller and smaller.
Pan Hui, holding the soul card player, has been shaking up. His eyes are constantly flowing in the face of the soul card. As the soul card is constantly broken, the old man has already appeared a little bit of blood in his cheeks, and the speed is visible to the naked eye. After a while, he is shrouded in a dead air.
Jiang Baiwei finally burst into tears. She looked at Pan Hui with help, hoping that the other party could find a way to keep the old man alive.
Pan Hui can see that Martial Uncle Feng Zi’s face is getting more and more dead. There is no way out. She knows that once the soul card becomes powder, Martial Uncle Feng Zi’s life will come to an end, and the soul will break and dissipate like a soul card and finally merge into chaos.
After a wick of incense, the old man finally let go of his hands, and it was difficult to support his body and fell directly.
Pan Hui quickly caught it and looked at the old man’s gray face, but unexpectedly found his face with strange satisfaction.
At this time, Feng Zi has almost lost her strength to speak. She tried to smile and say to Pan Hui, "I … I have given all the repairs to Qing Er … you can keep him for six years … it’s good to let him fix me for him in these six years … it’s good to be yourself … please …"
Pan Hui nodded and choked with tears in his eyes. "I must protect him! You can rest assured! "
"Thank you … thank you …" Feng Zi’s voice is getting lighter and lighter, but his smile is getting more and more real.
She has never asked anyone or said a word of thanks in her life, and now at the end of her life, she has given up her only child, begged for the first time and said thank you for the first time.