C117 Acceptance of trial
That hollow and melodious voice seemed to sigh at the vicissitudes of eight hundred years, and also seemed to sigh at the depravity of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land. Everything seemed to slowly come out of the void.
Xiao Chen actually felt some desolation.
At the same time, there was also a feeling of excitement …
However, what was astonishing was that the voice did not reach Lei Yunting and Lei Qingrou's ears. This fact caused Xiao Chen to be astonished.
Their distance wasn't too far, but why couldn't they hear that lonely sound?
Seeming to have felt Xiao Chen's doubt, the voice laughed softly, "This tomb has a barrier that separates it from the tomb. Only by stepping into the tomb, can you feel it …" "You may be able to enter, but you may not be able to leave …"
With just that one sentence, Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly.
"What do you mean?"
The voice said: "Those who step into my tomb, will accept my judgement. Those who obtain my approval will be able to pass on the will of my Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, otherwise, they will become a prisoner and sink to this place …"
The voice continued to echo in Xiao Chen's ears.
The person who receives the approval can inherit the will of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land and walk out of the grave. Otherwise, they will become a prisoner for life and sink into depravity …
Xiao Chen's expression slowly turned grave.
"Have you decided yet?" After a long while, the voice slowly rang out.
Xiao Chen smiled, "Do I have any other choice?"
"You can stay as a prisoner."
"Do you think that's possible?"
"Impossible …"
Xiao Chen was speechless. You still ask even if you know it is impossible! At this moment, Xiao Chen could not help but feel it was funny. This guy must be holding his breath here, haha.
"Since you've decided, come over." The voice urged, as if unable to wait any longer, it hinted: "Step onto the platform in front of my grave, and do not resist, or else you will be doomed to eternal damnation. Do not blame me for not reminding you!"
Xiao Chen nodded.
He then slowly stepped onto the stage.
"Senior, can you tell me what the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land is?!"
The voice snorted as if it was dissatisfied: "Wait till you have passed the trial. Otherwise, it would be a waste of my saliva to say it."
As soon as he said that, a divine light descended from the sky and enveloped Xiao Chen. The great divine force suppressed Xiao Chen to the point where he could taste the blood. His expression was incredibly ugly, but he followed the instructions of that voice.
It wasn't that he didn't dare to, but that he couldn't afford to.
Because he didn't have any power, he could only let himself be manipulated.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Blood pillars appeared on Xiao Chen's body and his clothes were dyed red.
Even his skin was cracked. Such a strong pressure was not something that his strength could withstand. Perhaps even someone at the Dao Yang Stage would not be worth mentioning under this divine light, Xiao Chen thought.
However, in the next moment, Xiao Chen's expression turned ugly.
Because that divine light had actually invaded his consciousness.
Searching his own memories!
And all the secrets about himself!
This caused Xiao Chen's complexion to turn incredibly unsightly. The veins on both of his hands bulged, but he could not act rashly. He could only allow the divine light to bring back the memories he did not want to have.
Xiao Chen looked at the memory specks in his Spiritual Sense, slowly sinking into them …
Outside the tomb, Lei Yunting and Lei Qingrou seemed to have been imprisoned, following that a voice came out: "The two of you can cultivate here, but you are not allowed to move, otherwise, you will die!"
His voice was stern and filled with an intimidating pressure.
This caused their faces to turn pale. Then, the sound disappeared, and the two of them slowly sat cross-legged, immersed in their cultivation. They did not dare to act rashly, and the spiritual energy in this place was sufficient, allowing them to quickly enter a meditative state.
On the other side, Xiao Chen was in incomparable pain.
Because his memories had brought him back to his childhood, the one experience that he hated to recall the most.
Yunhai City
"Uncle Mu, please give me some medicine, my mother is sick." It was a small figure, and he was currently looking at a middle-aged man. The man had a fierce expression on his face as he looked disdainfully at the child.
That child was the young Xiao Chen.
"No, no, scram."
The man urged impatiently. Xiao Chen's face was filled with disappointment as he thought about how his mother was laying on the bed sick. His heart throbbed in pain.
And right at this moment, a well-dressed youth walked over.
That's because of the elder, Nie Yunfeng.
"Uncle Nong, I came to collect my training." That person immediately wore a smile on his face and came up to greet him.
"Yun Feng is talented, he reached the Qi Creation stage so quickly, wait a moment." After that person entered the Medicine Pavilion, he quickly took out two bags of medicine and handed them over to Nie Yun Feng.
"Cultivate well."
When Xiao Chen saw this, his face was filled with grief and indignation.
"Clan Uncle, why is it that Nie Yunfeng can receive medicine, but I can't?" I am father's biological son, the eldest son of the family, and I have the right to receive medicine. "
When the man saw Xiao Chen, his expression turned gloomy.
"Eldest son?" But you're a piece of trash, what right do you have to give medicine to a piece of trash? Wasting the family's resources, scram. "
Nie Yunfeng, who was at the side, glanced at Xiao Chen and said, "Cousin, do you need medicine?" Is Aunt sick? "
"Yes." Xiao Chen nodded without any hesitation.
Nie Yunfeng smiled and said, "That's easy. As long as you crawl under my crotch, I'll give you a bag of medicine. How about it?"
Xiao Chen's complexion changed drastically.
"No crawling, I'm not crawling." Although Xiao Chen was young, he had heard his mother say that he was going to be humiliated. He was the eldest son of the Xiao Clan, so how could a direct descendant of the Clan Head be able to crawl under the crotch of an elder's grandson?!
Xiao Chen turned around and ran.
Nie Yunfeng's expression changed as he loudly shouted, "Capture him for me!" The servant beside him nodded and quickly captured Xiao Chen.2
"No crawling? I want you to crawl under my crotch. " As he spoke, he ordered the servants to force Xiao Chen to crawl under Nie Yunfeng's crotch.
Xiao Chen looked at Nie Yunfeng in humiliation.
"I crawled, give me the medicine." However, he could not make a move. He could not cultivate, and he was not their match. Furthermore, he had to take care of his mother …
Nie Yunfeng said, "I said it's because you're willing to give me the medicine, but you rejected it. Of course there's no medicine, you idiot." As he spoke, he brought his servants away, laughing.
Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with tears of humiliation as he turned around and left.
Nie clan, main house
Xiao Chen came here by himself and knelt down. He shouted, "Father, please help me. My mother is sick. The clan uncle of the Medicine Pavilion will not give me any medicine. I beg you, please save my mother …"
"Dad, I'm begging you."
"Father, you save mother …"
Xiao Chen cried, but no one replied him. Although he knew in his heart, he did not want to let go of any hope of saving his mother.
This kneeling lasted for a full day.
However, there was still no sound from the room. Xiao Chen's heart was as dead as ashes. Finally, he was disappointed in his father. He dragged his exhausted body back to his dilapidated courtyard.
"Mom, I'm back."
But he coincidentally saw Xiao Yunlan coughing up blood, and her face was as pale as gold paper.
Xiao Chen hurriedly pounced over.
"Mother, Chen'er is useless. He didn't get any medicine to treat Mother's illness. Mother, how are you?"
Xiao Yunlan forced out a smile, "I'm afraid Mother won't be able to take care of you anymore. You must live on well in the future …" As she spoke, her tears dripped and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Xiao Chen cried loudly, his tears blurring his vision.
He tightly embraced his mother's body, his body trembling uncontrollably …
In the outside world, Xiao Chen's body was trembling nonstop. His eyes were tightly shut and his body was emitting a boundless evil aura.
"Mother, don't die …"
Tears appeared in the corner of Xiao Chen's eyes; he looked very miserable.
"Mother, don't leave me …"
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