Chapter 4 Qi and Blood Transformation
The night was quiet, the moonlight was bright, and the locust tree was withered and silent.
"Da Da Da!"
A slight sound of footsteps quickly awakened Ji Yang from his deep thoughts.
Soon, two subtle voices came from outside the ancestral hall.
"How is it, is there anyone?"
A young man's voice sounded first.
"No one, you can go in!"
Another muffled voice quickly answered.
"Is there a thief?"
Ji Yang's heart sank when he heard the two people talking, and he was a little nervous.
Now he was powerless, unable to move, unable to speak, and had no strength to protect himself.
If he ran into a thief, he would be finished.
At this moment, Ji Yang could only pray that these two thieves came to steal the ancestors of the Chen family, not himself. After all, it seemed that there were only these two valuable things in this ancestral hall. They couldn't come to steal the ancestral tablets of the Chen family, right?
As the conversation between the two ended, the bluestone slabs of the ancestral hall soon heard two "thumps" when they fell to the ground.
When the two climbed over the outer wall of the ancestral hall and entered the hall, Ji Yang also saw two figures entering the hall.
These were two teenagers in coarse cloth, about ten years old.
One of them was delicate and had lively eyes, and the other had a simple and honest face and was slightly fat.
After seeing the two teenagers, Ji Yang's heart was relieved by half.
He remembered these two teenagers. During the day, they knelt in the last row. They must be the descendants of the Chen family.
But I don't know why these two sneaked into their own ancestral hall in the middle of the night?
To steal tribute?
Or what?
Ji Yang, who was secretly peeping, was very interested and even forgot what he had just thought about.
In order to confirm the identities of the two, Ji Yang threw an eye of insight at each of them.
[Name: Chen Qinghe]
[Age: 14]
[Realm: Early stage of Tempering Body]
[Introduction: A member of the Qing generation of the Chen family]
[Name: Chen Qingmeng]
[Age: 13]
[Realm: Early stage of Tempering Body]
[Introduction: A member of the Qing generation of the Chen family]
Sure enough, the boy who came in first was named Chen Qinghe, and the other slightly fatter one was named Chen Qingmeng. Both of them were members of the Qing generation of the Chen family.
Judging from the nervous expressions of the two, it was obviously the first time they did such a thing, which made Ji Yang even more curious about what they were doing.
After landing smoothly, the two did not rush into the ancestral hall, but looked around to confirm that there was no one, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qinghe, are we really going to do this? What if the clan leader and your father find out?"
The slightly fatter boy asked with trepidation.
Chen Qinghe, who is one year older, said with a firm look:
"Why do you still care so much about the family at this time?"
"The family sacred tree should have been destroyed long ago! How much energy has the clan leader spent on worshiping this tree over the years!"
"Think about it, other families don't have sacred trees, but they are still developing now!"
"I think the family's current decline is because of this tree. As long as we cut it down, the family will definitely survive this crisis! We are not doing bad things, we are saving the family!"
"My father? When he reaches our age, he will understand!"
Hearing about saving the family, Chen Qingmeng's eyes instantly became much more resolute, and then nodded vigorously:
"Yes, it is definitely the problem of this tree. Tonight we will eliminate the harm to the family!"
After that, both of them took out the machetes they brought with them, and then quickly walked towards Ji Yang, who was isolated and helpless in the ancestral hall.
Ji Yang, who was originally very curious, was stunned when he heard the conversation between the two.
It seems that the purpose of these two guys sneaking into the ancestral hall in the middle of the night is to chop himself up!
He had just dodged Chen Qingyu's axe, and now he had to face the two men's machetes.
Looking at the two people holding machetes and gradually approaching, Ji Yang felt like crying but had no tears.
Especially this time, Chen Xingzhen, the clan leader, was not there, and no one spoke for him.
Soon, the two men came to Ji Yang's feet and looked at Ji Yang's dry body with a firm gaze.
"Qinghe, where do you cut first?"
"You are stupid, of course you cut the roots!"
Chen Qinghe said unhappily.
Seeing the two men holding machetes and preparing to cut at his roots, Ji Yang sighed helplessly in his heart.
Well, no need to think about it.
If he doesn't bind the family and transform his vitality, he probably won't see the sun tomorrow!
When the two men raised their axes on the left and right, Ji Yang's consciousness was faster, and he quickly transformed his blood into vitality!
At the moment of Ji Yang's transformation, the familiar reminder appeared again, but this time Ji Yang did not hesitate and quickly nodded yes!
When Ji Yang began to transform, the original five points of blood began to drop rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it had returned to zero.
But instead, Ji Yang's vitality began to increase rapidly.
From the original 0.5 all the way up.
0.6, 0.7... 1.5, 1.6.
When the vitality increased to 2.7, the growth rate slowed down, and finally settled at 3.0.
Five points of blood, converted into vitality is only 2.5, which is two to one.
But before Ji Yang had time to experience the changes, a crisp chopping sound came from his ears.
Looking down, the machetes in the hands of the two people below had already fallen on Ji Yang's tree roots.
It's over.
Ji Yang felt a chill in his heart, but then he found that he was safe and sound. The place where the two people cut with their machetes only lost a layer of bark.
Before Ji Yang could think, the next moment, a vitality-containing energy in his body quickly surged through Ji Yang's dry body.
This vitality was like a light in the dark night, and also like an oasis in the desert.
With the emergence of vitality, Ji Yang's roots buried deep underground began to expand rapidly at this time, and soon spread over most of the ancestral hall.
The spread of the roots made Ji Yang feel that he could see farther.
The changes were far more than that.
After the underground roots stopped expanding, the originally dry tree trunk on the ground also changed. The old bark slowly faded and a new layer of bark grew. On the branches in the middle of the trunk, a touch of green buds began to grow rapidly.
Below, Chen Qingmeng, who raised his machete again to cut it down, noticed the changes in the sacred tree above.
Watching the dry tree trunk in front of him sprout buds and young branches in the blink of an eye.
Chen Qingmeng was stunned on the spot, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.
The scene in front of him was beyond his cognition.
"Qingmeng, don't stand there, keep chopping!"
"The bark is hard!"
Chen Qinghe, who was about to chop a second time, saw that he had thrown away all the tools in his hand, and urged him.
"The tree, the tree has sprouted!"
Chen Qingmeng pulled Chen Qinghe's sleeve and pointed at Ji Yang who was changing above and said in surprise.
