6kv Chapter 488 This Man Is Dead
Chapter 488 This Man Is Dead
Cultivation world.
A remote and poor mountain village.
A stooped, skinny old man was leading a man whose face was dirty, but whose eyes were as bright as the stars at night.
However, there was also a trace of sadness in his eyes, and there was no carefree look on his face.
Instead, he looked around with a longing expression.
But after a long time, it dimmed again.
Because, nothing was found.
"Grandpa, can we find something to eat today?" The little girl asked weakly.
Hearing what his granddaughter said, the old man was about to say something when he coughed violently.
The little girl patted Grandpa on the back obediently, without any worry on her face.
Because grandpa has been like this since she was sensible, coughing a few times every time he was about to speak.
Said to be decades old.
After coughing for a long time, the old man stopped.
The worry on the old man's face disappeared in a flash, and he turned to show a kind smile and said to the little girl
"Yes, Xiaocao has to open his eyes to look for it."
Although the world of cultivating immortals is prosperous.
Originally, it was the same in the mortal world a few years ago, with a bumper harvest, a rich country and a strong people.
But more money, more soldiers.
Those emperors and kings couldn't help but want to expand their territories.
Xiaocao's father was drafted and died.
After the family ran out of food, Xiaocao's mother went out to look for food and never came back.
The old man sighed, and the immortals in the sky were flying around.
Don't even look at them.
In the eyes of immortals, they are like ants.
The old man led Xiaocao to a more remote place. There was probably no food around here.
We had to go farther and farther, and if we couldn't find anything to eat, both grandparents and grandchildren would starve to death.
The old man sighed silently, and took the little girl to a valley in the distance.
As soon as he was old, he died, but the little girl's life had just begun.
The little girl seemed to feel the old man's mood, and she silently clenched Grandpa's hand.
Without speaking, the old and the young just walked like this.
It took a long time to pick some edible grass roots.
I don't know how long I walked, Xiaocao suddenly called out
"Grandpa, there seems to be someone there."
The old man thought to himself, how could there be people in this place.
He thought that there would be something to eat if he walked far away, but he still couldn't find it.
I thought it must be that Xiaocao was dazzled.
Continue to lower your head to find some wild vegetables.
Seeing that Grandpa didn't pay attention, Xiaocao yelled again.
"Grandpa, there are really people."
"It's a nice Uncle, ah, there's blood on the corner of his mouth."
Xiao Prairie had already run nearby, but when she saw the blood, she was frightened and ran back quickly.
Hiding behind Grandpa.
Only then did the old man open his cloudy eyes and look carefully at the past.
When he saw that there was really a person lying on the ground, motionless, he was shocked.
He walked over and tried it on the man's nose.
Can't feel any movement at all.
"Ah, this man is dead."
The old man said with some regret.
In the wilderness, lying here by myself, there are only dead people.
"Ah, what a pity, this Uncle looks really good-looking."
Xiaocao became more courageous and slowly moved out from behind the old man, looking at the person lying on the ground.
"Well, these are all immortals, and they can't move around even after they die."
"So as not to blaspheme the immortal."
The old man patiently educated his granddaughter so that the little girl would not be disrespectful to the fairy.
"Grandpa, his mouth seems to be moving."
The little girl cried out suddenly.
The old man turned his head and saw the fairy's mouth opening and closing.
Shouting weakly, "Shui Shui"
Maybe immortals don't need to breathe.
The old man thought, but why do we need water?
Ye Kong didn't expect that the chaotic storm was so violent.
At least dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary chaotic winds.
The spiritual power that had already been consumed was even more exhausted.
Ye Kong's spiritual power has not recovered since the time he fought with Qianhong.
It was already at a barely adequate level.
After all, the aura he needs is too huge.
I really want to add that the world of cultivating immortals has not been able to recover for more than ten or twenty years.
In this short period of time, people in the world of cultivating immortals will experience faults.
With the last sliver of spiritual power, Ye Kong finally found the entrance to the world of cultivating immortals.
He stepped straight out, and then fell down.
Ye Kong tried his best not to faint, and adjusted his body to a normal human body.
Only in this way can the body's spiritual power be exhausted and the damage caused by forced excessive consumption be repaired.
It is impossible to use spiritual power recently.
But turn the breath into a state of tortoise breath.
Otherwise, when he is unconscious, it is very likely that he will absorb all the spiritual energy in the world of cultivating immortals.
Then there was endless darkness, drowning Ye Kong.
When Ye Kong woke up, he saw a pair of bright eyes staring at him.
When she met Ye Kong's eyes, she immediately showed a happy expression.
Then he held a blue-black porcelain bowl with a gap in both hands, and said weakly
"Immortal, water."
Only then did Ye Kong come to his senses, took the porcelain bowl, and drank it in one gulp.
The water in the stomach turned into a trace of spiritual power, repairing the body.
"What's your name?" Ye Kong asked the little girl.
"Little grass." The little girl replied.
Ye Kong looked at the little girl named Xiaocao.
Thin in stature, but strong in heart.
Although precocious and sensible, he still insists on the purity of his heart.
Ye Kong couldn't help but nodded, since they met, they were considered destined.
He has already thought of accepting disciples.
"Immortal, are you hungry?" Xiaocao had already run to the wall and poured porridge made from ten thousand herbs from a pottery stove that was cooking.
Carefully held it over, as if holding a rare treasure.
She knew that this was the last bit of food in the family.
When the old man was going out, he told her that immortals do not eat mortal food.
Let her eat by herself, don't leave it to the immortals.
Now that the immortal has woken up, Xiaocao decided to let the immortal eat it.
She felt that the immortal was injured and had been unconscious for several days, and needed food and water.
Ye Kong couldn't use his spiritual power at all at this time, and he didn't know that this was the last bit of rice porridge.
At this time, he was almost like an ordinary mortal.
What can be seen and heard is only what is in front of you and the things around you.
He ended up with vegetable porridge and drank it directly.
Although the spiritual energy contained in it is pitiful, it is stronger than heaven and earth after all.
All of them were transformed into traces of spiritual power by Ye Kong's body to nourish the body.
Xiaocao watched Ye Kong finish the porridge with a happy smile.
Two shallow dimples appeared on the face.
Ye Kong smiled at her, and lay down to rest again.
No way, he is very weak now.
And he didn't bring any pills with him.
At this time, the door creaked.
An old man with silver hair and a stooped figure came in holding a small bag like a baby.
Ye Kong speculated that it should be for food.
When Xiaocao saw the old man, she immediately greeted him happily.
He took the bag from the old man's hand.
Although it was still a bit heavy for her, she still gritted her teeth and persisted.