Chapter 35 March nd, the beginning of chaosBoom~~ Song Lin's eyes went dark and his heart ached sharply. The moment the baby-headed dragon heart touched his heart, it seemed to suddenly come alive, opened its sharp teeth and bit hard on his heart vein, frantically sucking his blood. Wow~~ The blood in the body suddenly flows faster and begins to supply the heart. for a long time. Song Lin collapsed to the ground, his wings and webbed feet were twitching, but his expression seemed somewhat relaxed. not dead. He succeeded! [You used your heart blood to feed the baby dragon heart for several months, and then you forced it to refine it, and it almost sucked all your blood dry. Fortunately, the natural strong blood brought by the red dragon fate allowed you to survive this disaster. ] [The Infant-Headed Dragon Heart replenishes a stream of mellow and pure Qi and blood, and your condition immediately improves, returning from the brink of death.] 【Three days later.】 [You experienced the second rejection reaction of the infant-headed dragon heart. The blood and qi in your body flowed backwards, and you almost exploded and died.]
[Seven days later, the third rejection reaction... You relied on your solid foundation to hold on again.] [As time goes by, your blood and energy become stronger and stronger, and your body rushes towards an inhuman path. The ordinary Qilin power stage is no longer vulnerable in your eyes.] [Half a month later. 】 [You survived the fourth alien heart rejection reaction, and the baby-headed dragon heart turned into an external heart, providing you with vigorous blood and energy. You felt a little regretful, because this heart in your heart is bigger than a duck's heart, and can only be attached to the outside of the heart as a parasitic heart.] [If you can refine your human body into the true heart of your heart, it will be more compatible. It will provide a powerful source of power for your qi and blood! ] [It was July of that year.] [You practiced under Bai Pingdu and unexpectedly discovered that the water essence around you automatically surged in and merged into your blood through the capillaries of your body. The efficiency was not inferior to that of food supplements. If it complements food supplements, the efficiency of practice will be able to reach a higher level. ] 【So far. 】 [Your Qi and Blood Realm cultivation has reached perfection. You are only one step away from entering the Thunder Sound Realm and completing the leap to a higher level.] 【at the same time.】 [Sun Er's reverse blood training also has remarkable effects. ] [In one month, he completed two more changes of Qi and blood. The blood-red sword light was like a worm dragon, winding and agile, captivating.] [In this life-and-death contest, you have achieved a win-win result. ] [You and the fisherman have embarked on two equally dangerous yet completely different paths. Every time you make progress, you cross the river by feeling the stones, being very careful, fearing that you will die suddenly halfway.] 【That's it.】 [One of you keeps dispersing your energy and re-cultivating, while the other keeps forcing himself against the alien race's rejection, and his Qi and blood are infinitely improved.] 【the second year.】 [Sun Er has reached the eleventh time of reverse blood training. He is becoming more and more proficient in dispersing his energy, and his speed of re-cultivating his blood and qi is also getting faster and faster. He gives people a feeling of being more unfathomable.] [Your Qi and blood became stronger and stronger, and you had already broken through an unknown realm. Finally, in January of the second year, you forcibly entered the Leiyin realm with endless Qi and blood, and repaired your spine into a blue dragon bone.]
Ten thunderous sounds temper the golden bones, and each sound represents a new level of heaven. This realm is divided into three levels: Azure Dragon Bones, White Jade Pillars, and Sky-Supporting Spine. Song Lin had no corresponding skills, and he forcibly broke through the barrier with his blood and qi. He was in the state of great perfection of the blood and qi realm, with the qi full and overflowing. He was already on the path that the ancient sages had walked, and began to temper his flesh, blood, tendons and bones. [On the third day of the third month of this year, a man and a duck stood by the Minjiang River. One of you had a sharp aura, and the other had a surging blood. Suddenly, you smiled at each other, and turned around to practice again.] [You are now much stronger than before. But because you are stronger, you understand the gap between you and Chen Guzhou. Back then, he could handle you like playing with children, and he easily defeated you with his sword skills.] [If it weren't for the unique move of sword resonance, you wouldn't even be able to force out a single strand of his energy. ] [You both have time and patience. But you only have one chance to defeat Chen Guzhou! ] 【April, May, June...】 [Sun Er has gone through blood reversal for the 25th time. You have also survived more and more powerful blood rejections. In countless sparring matches along the river, you have gradually gained more confidence in achieving your goals.] [It’s March again…] 【A shocking piece of news suddenly came out from Minjiang Prefecture. Minjiang Governor Chen Guzhou proposed a proposal, which has been reviewed by his superiors, to build a huge port embankment at Huanglu Beach beside Qingyuan Lake.】 【Name: Huang Lu An. 】 [This port connects the ships traveling between the three rivers and is the hub of the Minjiang River. It is a trade distribution center and will benefit the people of Minjiang Prefecture for generations to come.] [During the Sanshui Festival, the governor will ascend the Tengkong Tower beside Qingyuan Lake to hold a groundbreaking ceremony, offer sacrifices to the heavens, present gifts to the land, and sacrifice animals to the Sanshui Goddess. I hope the people will spread the word and come to watch the ceremony.] March, the second day of the new year. Minjiang River. A man and a duck pushed open the door and set out on the road to Minjiang Prefecture. The spring breeze blows and the green willows form shades. Despite the pleasant weather, the journey was quite bumpy. Come all the way. The pedestrians were all in a hurry, with sad faces. Chaos and quarrels broke out from time to time in various places. It turned out that the government offices in various places had already begun to collect corvée labor, causing panic and excitement among the people. Sun Er watched this scene silently, his thoughts racing. It was as if time had gone back to 25 years ago. How similar were the people back then to the panicked people now? It was just a different generation. Sun Er and Song Lin stood aside and gradually learned some information about the corvée. Take a step forward and keep moving forward. They have never thought of becoming saints, but this time, perhaps they can do something for the people of Minjiang. We walked to a gatehouse called "Xinmen Town". Sun Er was stopped by a group of yamen runners.
"Stop, do you have a register?" A yamen runner put his hands on his hips and looked Sun Er up and down as if he was looking at a commodity. "Have." Sun Er flipped through his bag and handed over his household registration list. "Are you from Wangyu Village on the Minjiang River, Sun Er, and are you alone? I remember that after the construction of the Green Willow Dike, the river course changed, and Wangyu Village had long since become an isolated village. Do you live there alone?" The bailiff's eyes flashed. Just as Sun Er was about to answer, there was a commotion coming from the crowd not far away. "Don't catch me, don't catch me... I don't want to do forced labor! Father, mother, save me!" "Sir, please! Please let my child live!" "I am already sixty-three years old, and you want to force me to do forced labor... You beasts, you beasts!" "The Yellow Reed Beach is nothing but a muddy beach. How many lives would it take to build a dike here?" A group of yamen runners drove dozens of men over, beating and kicking them non-stop, making a horrible scene. Their relatives gathered around and begged for mercy, tears in their eyes. The yamen runners were indifferent. "Okay, mind your own business." The head of the yamen runners in front of Xinmen Town stared at Sun Er and said, "I want to ask you, are you living alone in the abandoned site of Wangyu Village?" "Yes." Sun Er withdrew his gaze and nodded slowly. "Well, in that case, please sign and seal it." The bailiff handed over a document. Sun Er frowned and took a look. It turned out to be a document conscripting corvée labor. Sun Er said: "Sir, according to the requirements, those who were conscripted for labor service at Green Willow Dike fifteen years ago can be exempted from labor service this time." "Oh, really? You know a lot." The yamen runner took a look at Sun Er's household register and smiled again, "That's true. But now... I have the final say here!" He tapped Sun Er's chest. He pointed at himself with his thumb, very arrogantly. "Hahaha" The yamen runners around laughed and looked at Sun Er with mocking eyes. The task of conscripting corvée labor was urgent and important. They took advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune. This widower was all alone, and the fishing village where he lived was deserted. Wouldn't he be able to be sold for a good price if he was included in the corvée quota? "This man is trying to evade corvée labor. Torture him."
Two bailiffs stepped forward immediately. He grabbed Sun Er's arms and was about to handcuff him. "Boss, there's a duck here. Let's stew it to go with the wine in the evening..." the other side The scene became increasingly chaotic. "Please! Sir, my child is only thirteen years old! We are an orphan and a widow, how can you let me survive..." A widow protected her child like crazy. Old people kept falling down around, old women were kneeling on the ground begging, and the crying of children resounded through the sky. suddenly. "Rip~~" The widow's clothes were torn into pieces during the pushing and pulling. "Yo~~" The bailiff stared at the widow's delicate appearance with frowned brows and covering her shoulders, and actually reached out his hand to grab the half-exposed peaks. "stop!" "What are you doing, you beast?" "Let my mother go..." When the half-grown child saw his mother being humiliated, he picked up stones from the ground and rushed over. "Bastard!" The bailiff spat and drew the shining steel knife from his waist. A flash of knife light passed by. The bailiff's eyes widened, and a blood line suddenly appeared on his neck. (End of this chapter)