Chapter 166 Spiritual Roots Are Seeds

Inside the spirit pool No. 7.

Nanny Wang looked at Zheng Yi lying on the bed with concern.

"Doctor Zhang, how is Zheng Yi?"

The gray-haired doctor shook his head, withdrew his hand from taking the pulse and said, "This child is too weak. This is the third time this month."

"Last time, I fell into the water and had a fever. After I finally recovered, I caught a cold and fell into a coma because I practiced all night."

"I just took his pulse and found that his breathing was extremely weak. It might turn into tuberculosis."

"tuberculosis?!"

Nanny Wang's face turned pale: "That's contagious!"

"Yes."

The doctor shook his head, with a hint of fear on his face.

"Madame Wang, if it really doesn't work, just send him out of the spirit pond."

"Maybe it's a relief for him."

"no!"

Nanny Wang shook her head and said, "Zheng Yi has a talent for cultivation, and his spiritual roots have awakened. There are only about thirty children with a talent for cultivation in the No. 7 Spirit Pool. We cannot abandon Zheng Yi unless it is absolutely necessary."

"All right……"

The doctor shook his head and said, "Then I'll prescribe him a few doses of medicine and let him drink it and see how it goes."

"If it gets better, then everything will be fine. If it doesn't get better, Nanny Wang, you should make preparations early."

"I understand."

Three-year-old Zheng Yi opened his weak eyes and watched Nanny Wang and the doctor leave.

It has been three years since I was reborn into this world.

Just like in his previous life, he sensed the Qi when he was three years old and his birthday was designated.

But his physique was extremely weak.

Often a minor illness occurs every ten days, and a major illness occurs every month.

He has had all kinds of colds, fevers, headaches, bleeding gums, chest pain and tightness.

If it weren't for Nanny Wang's careful care and the abundant spiritual energy in the spirit pool, he would have died long ago.

He knew very well that the cause of all this was his premature aging fate!

Premature aging.

Your body is extremely weak before the age of ten, and the chances of death from illness, falls, and other accidents are greatly increased.

But he did not care. After all, the purpose of entering the spirit pool this time was to find out why there were so many children with spiritual roots here!

"As expected of a talent for premature aging, I'm the first to be able to get sick all the time in a spirit pond!"

Zheng Yi murmured and began to look around.

"Xiao Yi'er..."

Nanny Wang returned and looked at Zheng Yi, who was already three years old but obviously smaller than other children, and gently touched his forehead.

"Don't worry, Xiao Yi'er, you will definitely recover!"

"Mammy will take good care of you and will make sure you grow up safely."

After drinking the medicine, Zheng Yi fell into a deep sleep under the careful care of Nanny Wang.

Four years old.

During a practice session, Zheng Yi suffered from heart pain and became paralyzed and fell into a coma.

The doctor said Zheng Yi had no chance of being saved. Three days later, Zheng Yi woke up, but his condition was even weaker.

At this time, the entire Lingchi looked at him with some confusion.

While taking a break, Zheng Yi found the "master" who taught them the "Spirit Eating Technique".

In other words, the Master is the best.

"Master, why is my body so weak?"

The Master said, "I am not sure either. Logically speaking, the spiritual roots in your body have long been awakened. Being in a place like the Spirit Pool, where the spiritual energy is abundant, you will at least be strong and healthy, if not live a hundred years."

"But why is your physical condition so poor that you catch a cold even when exposed to a cool breeze? It's strange..."

Zheng Yi was waiting for him to say this, and asked curiously: "Master, what is a spiritual root?"

“Do I have the roots of a big tree in my body?”

"Hahaha……"

The Master laughed and said, "Of course not. The so-called spiritual root is a special constitution. You can also think of it as a special seed in your body that will continue to grow and sprout under the nourishment of spiritual energy, and then bloom and bear fruit."

"These seeds, after germination, will be called spiritual roots."

"Some seeds, however, cannot germinate for some reason, and they can only be ordinary people for the rest of their lives."

The master rubbed Zheng Yi's head and said, "There seems to be something wrong with the seed in your body."

"That's why you're so sickly and bedridden at such a young age. It's such a pity."

"seed?"

Zheng Yi murmured, and then asked: "Master, Master, do you know where this seed came from?"

The Master's face changed slightly, and he quickly covered Zheng Yi's mouth and said, "Little Yi, what the Master said is just a metaphor, not a real seed, do you understand?"

Looking at the teacher's nervous face, Zheng Yi pretended to know nothing and nodded stupidly, "Okay, teacher, I understand."

"You should get more rest."

The Master stood up and said, "I will go check on the other children first. Don't forget to practice the Soul Eating Art."

"Okay Master."

Watching the master staggering away, Zheng Yi covered his head with the quilt and murmured, "Seeds?"

"We all have seeds in our bodies?"

Five years old.

While practicing martial arts, Zheng Yi became paralyzed all over, foamed at the mouth and fell into a coma.

The doctor even issued an ultimatum.

Seven days later, Zheng Yi woke up again, suffering from headache, dizziness and coma.

This child's physique has become even weaker.

But even so, many of his friends stayed with him and often visited him.

For example, grass, flowers and the like, and often give him hidden food to eat.

Six years old.

He fainted for unknown reasons during martial arts practice, and the doctor could not find any illness.

He could only guess that perhaps Zheng Yi's physique was not suitable for living in a spirit pool filled with spiritual energy.

Half a month later, Zheng Yi woke up.

With such a weak constitution, it is difficult for him to practice the "Spirit Food Art". How can he practice this martial arts technique that strengthens Qi and blood?
With no other choice, he could only do some exercises to strengthen his body to ensure that his body would not be too tired.

From then on, Zheng Yi was completely abandoned by Nanny Wang.

After completing the fixed practice of "Spirit Food Art" every day, Zheng Yi began to quietly investigate the entire spirit pool while everyone was practicing and resting.

Just like in his previous life, he could walk freely in the spirit pool.

However, there was a huge fog surrounding the spirit pond.

These places are forbidden areas and no children are allowed to approach them!
Seven years old.

When Zheng Yi and his friends were out for an activity, it suddenly rained heavily and all the children ran to the room with their heads in their hands.

As for Zheng Yi, he took this opportunity to run to the edge of the spirit pool.

Because of the heavy rain, the fog that originally filled the surroundings dissipated a lot.

In the pouring rain, Zheng Yi saw that in the distance, beyond the forest, strange branches hundreds of meters high and shaped like dragons rose from the sky, entangled together, and formed rows of huge walls shaped like thorns.

Zheng Yi guessed wrong. Behind the mist, there was no huge stone wall at all.

But...the crown of a big tree!

In other words, their spirit pond is actually on top of an incredibly huge tree!

At this moment, he suddenly felt his whole body go cold, his vision went dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

Faintly, it seemed as if I saw that on the rows of branches, there were actually fruits growing that looked like dates but were shaped like babies!

"What the hell is that?"

"Looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere before...?"

Everything went dark before Zheng Yi’s eyes and he fell headfirst.

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Yi slowly woke up.

At this moment, he felt his whole body was hot and his mouth was almost stuck.

I tried to open my mouth, but I felt a sharp pain in my throat and couldn't open it at all.

In front of him, there were several children and Nanny Wang.

"Zheng Yi is awake!"

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Zheng Yi, why did you run to the woods? If the guards hadn't found you, you would have died!"

"Are you lost?"

Feeling the concern of the children around him, Zheng Yi endured the severe pain in his throat and said, "The rain is too heavy. I, I can't see the road clearly..."

At this time, Nanny Wang said, "Zheng Yi has woken up, let's all go home."

"Oh~"

A group of children agreed and left the ward.

"Zheng Yi, take good care of yourself. We'll play after you recover."

"Goodbye~"

Children's feelings were the most sincere, and many of them waved goodbye to her.

But Nanny Wang's eyes were filled with disappointment and extreme coldness.

She suppressed her anger and said, "Xiao Yi'er, when you recover, someone will take you out of the spirit pond."

"Your physique is too weak. If you continue to practice the "Spirit Food Art", you will most likely die."

"After you get out, live a good life."

"I, I understand, Mammy..."

In the darkness, Zheng Yi's eyes glowed slightly.

Half a month later, Zheng Yi finally recovered.

At this time, an ordinary horse-drawn carriage came to the No. 7 Spirit Pond again and took Zheng Yi out.

There were also dozens of children who had no talent for cultivation and were sent out of the spirit pool together.

They were all ordinary people, without spiritual roots in their bodies, and were also sent out.

In other words, the 'seeds' in their bodies have not sprouted.

seed?

Zheng Yi suddenly remembered the densely packed dates shaped like babies around the spirit pool.

Could it be that those are the seeds?

In a trance, Zheng Yi was put on a carriage, swaying towards the outside of the spirit pool.

Unlike last time, this time there were ten children in the carriage that picked him up, including him!

Moreover, this carriage was a very ordinary one, old and shabby, and filled with a smell of blood.

But the outside was still sealed with steel and nothing could be seen.

The last time, the carriage that picked him up took only more than half an hour to reach Liu Ling'er's palace after leaving the Lingchi.

But today, it drove for nearly two hours before slowly stopping.

This is a huge room built with a large number of green boulders. It has a hideous and rough appearance and is blood-black in color overall.

At this time, five horse-drawn carriages slowly walked into the huge courtyard.

One carriage after another stopped at fixed houses according to their predetermined destinations.

First, ten children got off the carriage and were guided into the house by the coachman next to them.

The heavy stone door slowly closed, and a long-suppressed roar could be faintly heard from inside the house.

The coachman who was driving the carriage shuddered and quickly ran back to the carriage.

It seemed that only here could he feel a little safe.

The remaining four carriages continued to move and stopped in front of the doors of different rooms.

Dozens of ignorant children got off the bus and followed the adults' instructions to enter the rooms.

At this time, the last carriage that Zheng Yi was in also arrived outside the last room.

The ten children were originally talking and laughing, but when they entered the room, the strong smell of blood and stench made them silent.

Zheng Yi walked at the back and looked at the room carefully.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe this room as a slaughterhouse.

The whole structure is made of giant bluestone, which is rough and wide, and more than ten meters high.

The air was filled with an extremely strong smell of blood and stench, which seemed extremely strange.

"W-what is this place?"

One of the older children suddenly said, and before they could react, several dark shadows suddenly pounced towards them.

"Quack quack..."

"I heard that among the blood food this time, there is a child with a talent for cultivation who was sent out due to physical reasons. He is mine!"

"Liu Gu! He's mine!"

"its mine!"

“Hehehehe… I’ve been waiting for half a year before finally getting the chance to devour blood food. Whoever grabs it first gets it!”

Amidst the wild laughter, at least seven or eight figures rushed in.

Some are half human and half snake, some are half human and half eagle, some are simply skeletons, and some turn into black smoke.

And the target is Zheng Yi!
"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Zheng Yi's left arm was bitten by a half-human, half-snake monster. Just as he was about to tear it off, the right half of his body was bitten by a huge centipede.

"what!!!"

Feeling ten times more painful, Zheng Yi screamed subconsciously.

"Gagaga...it's mine!"

"No one can grab it!"

The half-human, half-snake monster tore off Zheng Yi's left arm with a sudden rip.

“Delicious, delicious!”

"This piece is mine!"

A black smoke swept in and immediately corroded Zheng Yi's legs.

"And I!"

A skeleton shot out, tore off half of Zheng Yi's body, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

"Gah! And me too!"

A demon with an eagle's body and a human face flew over and tore Zheng Yi's head off.

"what!!!"

(End of this chapter)