Chapter 154 Awakening

Shan Xing died, and the three of them were relieved.

Bang!

The Qingshuang Sword fell from midair, and the dust was slightly raised.

Mother Lin didn't care about anything else, and rushed to Lin Mu, followed by Father Lin and Shitou.

Lin Mu was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, and had already fainted. He held his head tightly with both hands, his face twisted, obviously in extreme pain. His green robe was also soaked in blood, but he was not injured. The blood was all shed by the disciples of Wuyou Sword Sect.

The blood on the ground was like a river, bright red and dazzling, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Mother Lin came to Lin Mu, grabbed Lin Mu's hand, and tried it with spiritual power, and her face eased a little.

Father Lin asked, "How is it?"

Mother Lin looked worried: "There is nothing wrong with the body, the spiritual power is still stable, but the consciousness is very weak, and it has been severely damaged."

Shitou asked, "I don't know when the master will wake up, what should I do now?"

Father Lin said, "No matter what, human life is the most important." He picked up Lin Mu and walked to the wooden house on the left and right. He turned back and said to Mother Lin, "Go get some clean water."

The battle was extremely tragic. The ground was covered with deep pits and burned black. The blood and black soil were mixed and intertwined, which looked shocking.

The original appearance of the sixteen acres of spiritual fields could no longer be seen. All the spiritual herbs in the spiritual fields were burned to ashes, and everything was destroyed. The four wooden houses were also affected. The three on the right collapsed. Only the left house had a little damage to the corner, which was not a big deal.

Father Lin took off Lin Mu's blood-soaked green robe, changed into a clean moon-white long gown, and put it on the straw mat.

Mother Lin had fetched clean water, soaked the handkerchief, wrung it out, and applied it to Lin Mu's forehead.

Lin Mu's forehead was scorching hot, and the water on the handkerchief was quickly evaporated.

Mother Lin then soaked the handkerchief again, wrung it out, and applied it to Lin Mu's forehead.

One day later.

Lin Mu was still unconscious, lying on the straw mat, his whole body was scorching hot, and Mother Lin's eyes were red, and she kept changing the handkerchief over and over again.

Father Lin and Shitou squatted aside, silent.

At dawn, Lin Mu still did not wake up.

Father Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer squat, so he walked out of the house, and Shitou followed him silently.

Mother Lin was still changing handkerchiefs for Lin Mu over and over again, with tears in her eyes.

When they came outside, Father Lin picked up the flying swords on the ground one by one without saying a word, and Shitou followed beside him, putting away the storage bags one by one.

The two gathered all the flying swords and storage bags together, and looked at the battlefield filled with blood, with a touch of sadness in their eyes.

Killing was the first time for both of them.

When they were fighting, they didn't think much. If someone wants to kill me, I will kill.

But after the fight, they looked at the bloody and cruel scene, and they were sad.

Are they good people or bad people? Both of them tortured themselves in their hearts.

If they were good people, they killed so many people, and their hands were already covered with blood. They are not good people!

If they were bad people, this group of people wanted to kill them, so they didn't resist and let them do whatever they wanted? They are not bad people either!

Both of them live in the secular world, and they rarely deal with other cultivators on weekdays. At this moment, they suddenly face the cruelty of the cultivation world, and their hearts are throbbing.

This cruelty is beyond people's control. It is the most essential struggle, which cannot be avoided or escaped.

After a long silence, Father Lin turned around and looked at the hut where Lin Mu was sleeping, as if he had realized something.

With a push of his spiritual power, a pale white fireball flew out of his hand and flew towards the corpses.

Third-grade Zhongsun Fire!

The power of Zhongsun Fire is unparalleled. Everything on the ground will be burned when it comes into contact with it. A corpse quickly turned into nothingness, and not even a trace of ashes was left.

Father Lin's hands kept throwing out fireballs, and the fireballs flew to a certain place, and that place turned into nothingness.

Shitou also joined Father Lin's ranks, and the "Fireball Technique" was performed, and huge pale white fireballs flew out one by one, which were much more powerful than Father Lin's fireballs.

He didn't think so much in his heart. Although he was also slightly sad, he didn't take it too seriously.

What he cared about most was when he could take revenge.

These people blocked his way to revenge, and they all deserved to die!

In this regard, he was much more open-minded than Father Lin and could see things more easily.

The fireballs flew, the fire was like the sea, everything was turned into nothingness under the flames, including the flesh, the blood, and...

The ground was charred, no longer red, all you could see was a piece of black soil.

The two put away the flying sword and storage bag, and returned to the hut silently.

Lin Mu was unconscious on the ground, still not waking up.

Mother Lin took the handkerchief from Lin Mu's forehead and put it in the basin, only to suddenly realize that the water in the basin had been used up.

Mother Lin suddenly realized that the whole basin of clean water had been used up.

Lin Mu did not get better at all, and his forehead became hotter and hotter.

Father Lin sighed, took the wooden basin, and went to get another basin of clean water.

Mother Lin hurriedly soaked the handkerchief again and applied it to Lin Mu's forehead.

The three of them had no experience with spiritual consciousness. Facing this situation, they were powerless and could only wait silently in the house, hoping that Lin Mu could wake up soon.

The three of them waited for another night, but the situation remained the same and there was no improvement.

Father Lin could not stay in the house any longer and walked out again.

Such waiting was a torment for him.

Looking at the scorched earth, Father Lin seemed to have made up his mind. He came back to ask Shitou for a spirit hoe and began to cultivate the spiritual field silently.

The spirit hoe kept digging underground, and the fertile soil underground was turned out, and the scorched earth was buried underground. The gray land increased little by little, and the black scorched earth decreased little by little.

The scorched earth of the land burned by the fireball was not deep, so it was labor-saving to turn it over. The scorched earth of the big pits blown out by the "Explosive Flame Talisman" was three feet deep, and it was extremely laborious to turn it over.

Father Lin didn't care about these things at all. He turned the hoe over and over again, as long as he was not idle.

The previously destroyed spiritual fields were gradually restored, and all were slowly reclaimed by Lin's father.

Shitou followed behind, carefully sowing the spiritual grass seeds.

For five consecutive days, Lin's father did not rest, working day and night, swinging the hoe, and had long been numb.

The spiritual fields have been changed from the original 16 acres to the current 20 acres.

The scorched earth has been completely reclaimed, and the entire island has been renewed, and the traces of the previous fight have been completely wiped out.

The white mist is also slowly recovering on the island, becoming more and more diffuse, and the white is vast.

Everything has returned to its previous state, and the spiritual grass in the spiritual field has also grown tender yellow seedlings.

However, everything has become the same as before, but Lin Mu has not woken up yet.

He has been in a coma for seven days!

Lin's mother has cried quietly several times, her eyes are red and swollen, and she has been guarding Lin Mu's side. After the handkerchief becomes slightly dry, she immediately moistens it and applies it to Lin Mu's forehead again.

In seven days, I don't know how much clean water has been used.

If it weren't for Lin's mother who was always taking care of him, Lin Mu would have no chance to wake up and would have been roasted to death.

The three of them could do nothing, and now they could only wait.

The ninth day.

Lin's father squatted at the door, and Shitou sat beside him. The two looked at each other in silence, their eyes full of bloodshot.

For nine days, the three of them had not closed their eyes.

Especially Lin's mother, who never left, always stayed by Lin Mu's side, constantly changing handkerchiefs.

The handkerchief became dry again, and Lin's mother took the handkerchief and turned around to wet it again.

"Water... water..." A weak call suddenly came from behind.

Lin's mother hurriedly turned around and saw Lin Mu opening his pale lips, and said weakly: "Water..."

Lin's mother cried with joy: "Awake, awake."

Lin's father and Shitou heard the call and had already come over.

Lin's father hurriedly went to get some clean water and fed Lin Mu to drink.

Lin Mu drank a large bowl of water, and his mind slowly recovered.

Still alive! This was Lin Mu's first thought after waking up.

Lin Mu still felt dizzy, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.

Lin Mu hurriedly asked his mother, "Is that person dead?"

Lin's mother had tears in her eyes, looking at Lin Mu, and forgot to answer for a moment.

Lin's father said, "Dead, all dead, not one left."

Shitou also nodded, "It's a pity for our top-grade flying sword."

Lin Mu's head was dizzy, but his mind was normal. He asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Lin's mother came back to her senses at this time, wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "Nine days, nine days of sleep."

Nine days!

Lin Mu was shocked, and then relieved. Nine days is just a blink of an eye for a cultivator.

But he saw his mother's red and swollen eyes and haggard face, his father's bloodshot eyes, and Shitou's tired face. He knew that the three of them had been very worried during these nine days, and he felt sorry.

Family love is like this.

Others will only scheme and rob, only family members will really care about you.

Lin Mu's heart was warmed, and he hurriedly said: "After being unconscious for a few days, my father and mother both looked haggard. They must have not slept. Now I have woken up, you can go to sleep."

But Lin's mother said: "No hurry, you check first to see if it is all right, don't leave any trouble."

Hearing this, Lin Mu hurriedly performed the "Inner Vision Technique" to check his body.

This time, he was shocked.

The scene in the meridians was clear and incomparable.

He could clearly feel the movement of every trace of spiritual power.

The reason for all this is the consciousness.

He hurriedly entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and as soon as he entered, he was stunned.

In the entire sea of ​​consciousness, a silver bridge crossed the void.

This time it was a real silver bridge!

The previous consciousness was just a silver filament, very thin, but now it has become a silver belt two fingers wide.

God is like a silk thread!

God is like a belt!

This is God is like a belt!

Lin Mu has been practicing "Starry God Refining Art" for many years. He had been hovering at the first level before. Now, after a great disaster, he suddenly advanced to the level of God is like a belt.

This is the second level. The "Star Refining Spirit Art" only has the cultivation method of the first level of Shen Rusi, and all the subsequent levels are missing. This second level of Shen Rudai is not mentioned too much. Lin Mu thought that he would never have a chance to break through, but he didn't expect that by chance, after fighting with that person's consciousness, he not only woke up fortunately, but also broke through his consciousness.

This is really worth rejoicing!

But he didn't know that when he was unconscious, it was his mother who kept applying wet handkerchiefs to him, so that he could wake up.

Otherwise, let alone the advancement of consciousness, even whether he could wake up was unknown.