He became a land and a forest!

Thousands of years ago, there was no thick blood mist in the Weeping Blood Forest, nor was there a pool of blood-red water in its depths.

As the sun rises and the moon sets, countless monsters and beasts are born and die here. Countless Wu monks enter this forest to slay monsters and experience life and death.

Ning Fan didn't pay attention to these monsters and monks, he was always waiting.

Until one day, a gentle woman wearing a goose-yellow dress stumbled into the Weeping Blood Forest with a child with a cold body in her arms.

"She is..." Ning Fan wanted to speak, but couldn't. He was just a piece of land.

She is Ning Qian!

Ning Qian's whole body exuded the aura of demonic power in the late Nascent Soul stage, but she was seriously injured and her pretty face was pale.

Her bright eyes were like the moon, extremely beautiful, but they were filled with sadness and despair, and she was crying endlessly.

"My... child..."

Ning Qian, holding a baby who was less than a month old, fell down at the end of the Weeping Blood Forest and suffered a severe rupture of her liver and intestines.

The baby in her arms was wearing a festive little cotton-padded jacket, and his fleshy little hands were still clutching the lapel of her clothes. He was unconscious and dying.

This baby was not far away from death, his heart was shattered, and all his essence and blood were drained... Only because he took high-level elixirs did he have a glimmer of hope.

Ning Fan was shocked, who could be so cruel as to drain the baby's blood!

Ning Qian's heart ached, and her pretty face became even paler.

Her palms caressed the baby's cold body. Looking at the baby's increasingly weak breathing, the woman held back tears and smiled stubbornly. "Mom will not let you die... As long as I can bring you back to life, even if I have to sacrifice my life, my mother is willing."

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Ning Qian looked at the one-foot-square deep pool in front of her with a look of determination.

She bit her finger, endured the excruciating pain, and suddenly made a secret, condensed the blood into silk, made a cocoon with the silk, and sealed the baby in the blood cocoon. She took off the blue jade pendant from her body and placed it in the blood cocoon.

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"Your father said that this is the life-locking technique of the ancient demon clan's cocoon. It can isolate the secrets of heaven in the cocoon and lock in a glimmer of life..."

Ning Qian's face turned even paler, and she seemed extremely reluctant to perform this technique.

"They drained your blood, mother gave it to you, you must come back to life, come back to life..."

Ning Qian held the cocoon in her arms as gently and carefully as she held a baby.

She bit her finger, pressed her soft fingers on the rough cocoon, and applied it over and over again.

The broken wounds rubbed against the rough cocoon, which was painful, but she didn't care.

"Mom will not let you die. Mom will not let anyone hurt you..." Ning Qian showed a pale smile and smeared the cocoon with blood over and over again.

One day, two days... On the tenth day, Ning Qian's ten fingers were all covered with wounds, and her body was almost drained of blood.

She looked at the demon cocoon in her arms with fascination, continuously inputting demon power into the demon cocoon.

The cocoon seeped into her blood and emitted a faint red light, but it could not retain the baby's fading vitality.

Ning Qian shed tears of despair, feeling helpless and sad. Her tears fell on the cocoon and turned into a few drops of blood.

She immediately wiped away her tears in a panic and bit her finger again, trying to replenish the place where the essence and blood had melted.

It's just that there is no blood in the meridians... If he were a mortal, he would have perished, but as long as the Yuanying monk is immortal, he can still live.

"There's no blood, what should I do..."

She looked anxious, suddenly thought of something, took out a small and sharp flying sword, and stabbed it into her heart.

"I still have...hard work...it's okay, it's okay..."

It broke her heart, and Ning Qian's cultivation began to decline, from the late stage of Yuanying to the middle stage. In the early stage... Yuanying began to be unstable...

She didn't have time to pay attention to her injuries or cultivation. She just took out the jade bottle, collected her blood drop by drop, and applied it on the cocoon.

But even with the painstaking efforts, the baby in the cocoon is still heading toward death.

On the first day, the second day...the third day, Ning Qian held the cocoon tremblingly, watching the red light gradually disappearing from the cocoon, and feeling the increasingly weak breathing inside the cocoon. She was in so much pain.

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On the fourth day, the baby completely stopped breathing and died...

"No--"

Ning Qian's voice was hoarse, she had shed all her tears, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, as if her soul had been pulled away, as if she had lost the whole world...

"Mom will not let you die! Mom will not let you die!!!"

The sadness in her dim beautiful eyes could not be turned away.

She looked at the rotating heaven and earth hesitantly, as if she was going crazy... She couldn't lose this child! No!

Her eyes are always weak and gentle, but at this moment there is an indelible persistence!

No one can take away her child!

As long as she gets her child's life back, she is willing to give anything!

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The flying sword pierced the Dantian and pierced the Nascent Soul. Ning Qian could no longer feel the pain. She wiped the Nascent Soul's blood on the cocoon with empty eyes.

That is the life blood of the Yuanying monk. When the blood runs out, it will be the moment of death!

"Please...give me the baby back..."

"Please..."

"Please...please...you..."

Ning Qian begged and prayed helplessly. She was about to lose her soul. She just asked for her child to be resurrected before she lost her soul.

At this moment, Ning Qian lost all her cultivation and died in an instant, but her obsession as a mother cannot be erased even by the law of heaven!

She dispersed the demon blood, and the blood mist covered the entire Weeping Blood Forest, and even the pool water was dyed blood red.

The baby in the cocoon began to breathe slowly and steadily. In his sleep, he suddenly burst into laughter with a milky voice. He didn't know what kind of sweet dream he had...

Ning Qian showed a pale smile, she rescued her child from the hands of fate...

In this way, even if her soul is shattered, she should have no regrets...

The baby sucked his fingers and still giggled. How could he understand that he was about to lose his mother.

Ning Qian's heart began to feel sour. She wanted to stay with this child and watch him grow up day by day...

It's a pity that she may not survive until that day...

She took out a blood-red thunder grass from her storage bag, planted it by the pond, and placed the cocoon inside the pond.

"Mom can't take you back to the Rain Palace, the Rain Palace is too dangerous... I leave this Thunder Grass to you. With the breath of your demon cocoon, she may be able to become your companion... Thunder Grass, Thunder Grass, if

If you can use my son's demon power to transform, you will be my son's companion demon. Remember to protect him for the rest of his life...If that day comes, your name will be Ning Honghong..."

Ning Qian's breath almost disappeared, and she looked at the pool with sadness and reluctance.

"My child, my child. Remember, your surname is Yun. Don't hate daddy. He just forgot us temporarily... When he remembers everything, he will definitely come to find you and take you home..."

"I'm sorry...from now on, mother can no longer take care of you..."

Ning Qian ignited the last trace of her Nascent Soul power, and a faint bloody light appeared all over her body. She used her last bit of strength to escape from Wu Kingdom and fled in a certain direction.

She wanted to see Yun Tianjue again before she died.

She no longer has the heart to care about those enemies.

She didn't want to ask why Yun Tianjue lost his memory.

She just wanted to tell Yun Tianjue at the last moment of her life that their child was still alive in Wu Kingdom...

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The dream continues.

I don’t know how many years have passed, the demon forest here was called the Weeping Blood Forest because of the red mist that looked like blood.

Countless Wu monks came here to practice, but Ning Qian never came here again.

After accompanying the demon cocoon for decades, the thunder grass beside the pond was nourished by the demon cocoon's power and began to transform.

This thunder herb was transformed into a woman in red by a peerless strong man, Shattered Soul.

As soon as Fang transformed into a human form, he had a terrifying cultivation level at the peak of Nascent Soul.

The woman stared at the pool blankly, forgetting her past. The only thing she remembered was the advice of a woman.

From now on, she is Ning Honghong. From now on, she will protect the cocoon in the pond.

She began to practice hard and established the Ning family in Haining, Wudi.

She didn't know how long she had to guard the cocoon, but she just hunted monsters everywhere, collected demon blood, and applied it to the cocoon to replenish the life of the baby inside.

The baby who had his blood drained back then lost all his cultivation qualifications, but managed to save his life.
To be continued...