coobybook Chapter 277: Put all spirits first, and care for all living beings!
Chapter 277: Put all spirits first, and care for all living beings!
The breath of death was lingering, but the blood man had a spirit of not giving up in his heart, and he wanted to see what secrets Changqing had.
"I still don't believe it!"
The bloody man also became furious, and with his supernatural powers and brute force, he placed his thumb on his index finger.
An extremely obscure aura burst out from the bloody man's palm and swept wildly in all directions.
The bloody man only felt an ominous breath lingering in the palm of his hand, as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing his palm above the water surface. The ominous breath seemed to have self-awareness and was climbing along his arm towards the bloody man's head.
The blood man was frightened and sensed the threat of death. He wanted to get rid of it, but the blood was swallowed up as soon as it touched the dark gray aura. The ominous aura was like a maggot attached to his bones, difficult to get rid of.
The bloody man was indeed a ruthless person. Knowing that he couldn't get rid of it, he snorted coldly, swung the knife in his right hand, and made a quick decision, cutting off the left arm in an instant.
The bloody man quickly stepped back several steps, looking vigilantly at the broken arm that remained there.
The gray ominous aura lost its target, and with a sharp hissing, it penetrated into the severed arm. Then the entire severed arm turned into blood mist and dissipated along with the ominous aura.
"There is great terror in this boy!"
The bloody man looked at Changqing's back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of horror:
"It cannot be deduced. The cause and effect are too great. If you force it, you will be crushed to death by the aura from the future!!"
The bloody man's entire body turned grayish-white, and he looked much weaker. It looked like he had not lost an arm, but rather had injured his origin.
The blood man quickly sealed the acupuncture points on the broken left arm to prevent excessive blood loss.
When he looked at Changqing, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
A tree that looks like a holy object, a white shadow with a terrifying origin, this guy is really scary and weird! !
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Changqing had already climbed the steps and stood in front of the altar in a daze, without making any movement.
On the altar, the mist emitted by the holy object became active at this moment, flowing continuously around Changqing, making Changqing look like a banished immortal.
The holy object shone brightly, and the mist in front of Changqing, who was still in the white mist world, began to thin, and a tall green figure condensed in front of him.
The woman was wearing a gorgeous green ancient costume, dotted with many stars. The light was flowing and her clothes were fluttering, just like the first creature born in the world. It looked green, but was actually colorful.
The face was covered by a thick fog, and seemed to hide endless secrets that made people dare not look directly at it.
But looking at the skin on the neck, it is as bright as moonlight, revealing its sacredness.
She was surrounded by faint laws, like wisps of fairy mist, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.
The power of the Tao was radiant and colorful, setting off her figure, constantly flickering and condensing, as if following some invisible rhythm.
Seeing Changqing coming, the woman smiled slightly, which made thousands of flowers bloom:
"You are here, my child~"
Her voice is like a clear spring, benefiting all things without competing, full of tenderness, touching people's hearts, but with a hint of elusive remoteness, seemingly close in front of her, but actually far away in the horizon.
"Mother...Mother?"
Changqing raised his head and shouted with difficulty. It was the first time that he called someone this name other than his mother in his previous life. Changqing struggled a lot for this, but the feeling in his blood told him that she was his mother.
Looking at the figure that was nearly ten feet tall, Chang Qing unconsciously stood on tiptoe, trying to see the other person's face clearly.
"It's me, kid~"
The figure seemed to know what Changqing was thinking. He squatted in front of Changqing, stretched out his white jade palm, and gently stroked Changqing's cheek.
Changqing instinctively wanted to dodge subconsciously, but when the palm approached, the other party's breath rushed into his senses, like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, cool but warm, with the gentleness brought by motherhood, and the tolerance for all living things.
The palm touching the cheek is so warm, and has an inexplicable magical power that makes people feel at ease.
Until the palm left, when he looked at his mother again, the white mist on the woman's face had already dissipated.
His eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eyes are like stars, and in those deep eyes there is the radiance of wisdom and strength. His face is somewhat heroic, revealing a strong character.
"Changqing~ I'm sorry that mother didn't protect you~"
The self-proclaimed woman's deep eyes revealed a hint of self-blame, and her words were full of apologies.
"Mother, what are you talking about? I'm alive!" Chang Qing hurried to comfort her.
"But you have lost too much, and even fallen into a mortal body~"
The mother looked at Changqing with some pity.
Chang Qing was stunned, as if everything was not as simple as he thought. Looking at his mother who was blaming herself, Chang Qing shook his head and said:
"At least I'm still alive. The past is set, and the future is left~"
Changqing pulled the corners of his mouth and pretended to be indifferent.
"Those traitors! They deserve to die!"
The mother snorted coldly, her clothes fluttering, and her every move was filled with the power of heaven and earth, which made people feel awe, as if her strength itself was a taboo.
Changqing was surprised at his mother's strength and even more curious. It seemed that this tangled ball of thread had finally found its end, and all his doubts might soon be answered.
But when Changqing got to the point of asking the question, he didn't know how to start or where to begin, because he had so many questions to ask and so many doubts that needed to be resolved.
As if knowing what Changqing was thinking, the mother squatted down again and gently put her finger to Changqing's mouth.
"Shh!"
The mother looked at Changqing with pity, but still shook her head and said:
"Child, I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to know the truth. You are still too weak. Now, you just need to stay dormant and grow stronger slowly. You are hope and the answer to the future. You must live well~"
These words sounded like a farewell.
"Mother..." Changqing seemed to have noticed something.
"Child, I left something here for you. You will come across more of these things in the future. Make good use of them. One day, we will meet again~"
The mother's voice became weaker and weaker, and the figure in the white mist was getting farther and farther away from him. The mother just stood there, turned her back to Changqing, and her back was frozen.
That figure seemed to carry everything in the world, like the incarnation of heaven and earth. The thin lines transformed from the avenue flickered and evolved an inexplicable secret power, making the mother's back look even more heroic. When people saw it, they couldn't help but yearn for it and were fascinated.
"Mother, what are you going to do?" Chang Qing finally couldn't help but ask.
"Put all spirits first, and care for all living beings!"
The mother, who had already seemed extremely unreal, turned her head and smiled gently at Changqing.
"Take care of yourself, kid, and we'll see you in the future..."
The sound was still floating slowly, and Chang Qing was touched. He looked at the area where his mother disappeared and just clenched his fists...