at the same time.
In the Su family, in a secret room engraved with various formations.
Fairy mist surrounds.
Holy aura filled the secret room, within which divine lights flickered, and a holy aura flowed violently.
In the very center of the secret room, there is a ten-foot-high bronze furnace standing.
Milky white liquid flows in the bronze furnace tripod.
The milky white liquid is crystal clear, overflowing with rich aura.
A small figure lay in the cauldron.
It looks like he is only about three or four years old, lying quietly in the furnace, motionless, his face is pale, as if he has lost the breath of life, and he can't sense any vitality in his body.
At the moment.
His two slender white arms had a palm on each.
These two are Su Chen's parents!
They have maintained this posture for more than a month, and they are constantly sending spiritual power to the child every day to maintain his life.
If one of the two people let go.
This child will definitely not last more than a minute before dying.
"well…"
A soft sigh sounded.
Su Wuhui opened his eyes, the originally radiant eyes were now dimmed, and a few strands of white hair grew from his temples.
He looked at his wife in front of him tenderly, was silent for a moment, and said:
"It's been more than a month, and if you continue to drag it on, there's nothing you can do..."
As the head of the Su family, Su Wuhui attaches great importance to promises.
But at the same time, he also knows how to do what he can.
Things are up to now, they have done everything they should do, and they have done what they shouldn't do.
But the couple has been missing for a long time.
It is impossible for them to risk their lives for this unrelated child.
When Qin Wanrong heard this, she clenched her silver teeth and said:
"Three days!"
"If they don't come after three days, then we'll give up!"
She was originally from the Qin family.
But the Qin family where she belongs has declined.
For the first time she saw this child of the same race, she liked it very much from the bottom of her heart.
If it's not the last moment, she really doesn't want to give up.
Also, she didn't think the couple was lying to them.
As a mother, she can clearly feel the couple's love for their children.
"good."
Su Wuhui heard the words, nodded helplessly, looked at the small body in the bronze furnace, and said:
"The bone marrow in this child's body has been evacuated, the blood in the body can't flow at all, and the blood can't continue to regenerate..."
"If you want to revive him, you need at least a holy-level elixir that is more than 100,000 years old, or the blood power of an emperor-level powerhouse."
"Both of these two things are extremely precious, and they cannot be found by ordinary people."
"Ma'am, you have to be mentally prepared."
"Yes, I know."
Qin Wanrong nodded slightly when she heard the words, and looked lovingly at the child in the bronze furnace, her eyes were full of tenderness.
"Patriarch, the eldest son is back, he said he wants to see you..."
The moment Qin Wanrong finished speaking, Uncle Fu's voice sounded from outside the secret room.
"Um?"
"Chen'er is back?"
Su Wuhui's eyes lit up when he heard the words.
But soon showed doubts.
How could Su Chen come back at this time?
But this problem cannot be solved in a short while.
Su Wuhui pondered for a moment, looked at the child in the bronze furnace, and said, "Let him in."
"yes!"
Outside the secret room, Fu Bo respectfully responded.
Boom...
Not long after, the door of the secret room was pushed open, and Su Chen in a purple robe stepped into it.
He first glanced at his parents in this world, and then took a deep look at the small body in the bronze furnace, calmed down slightly, and respectfully cupped his hands and said:
"Boy Su Chen, I have met my father, mother!"
"Chen'er..."
Qin Wanrong's face was pale, she looked at Su Chen lovingly, and said softly:
"I haven't seen you for a few months, Chen'er has grown a lot taller..."
"You didn't suffer in Taixuanzong, did you? No one bullied you?"
"Mother, I lived a very good life in Taixuanzong, I didn't suffer, and no one dared to bully me!"
Su Chen replied with a smile.
Although he was answering Qin Wanrong's question, his eyes were still fixed on the small body in the bronze furnace.
"As expected of being my son, Su Wuhui, he has become Taixuanzong's core disciple in just a few months..."
"Hiss..."
Su Wuhui looked at Su Chen proudly, and his consciousness came out.
The next moment, his expression changed suddenly, he looked at Su Chen in shock, took a breath, and said in a deep voice;
"Late Stage of the Divine Platform?!"
"Chen'er, you have broken through to the late stage of the altar stage?!"
As the Patriarch of the Su family, Su Wuhui is very clear about the strength of the core disciples of Taixuanzong.
Most of them are in the early stages of the altar stage,
Seeing Su Chen wearing a purple robe just now, he thought that Su Chen just broke through to the early stages of the altar realm.
But after a closer look, he found that things were not what he thought.
Su Chen's cultivation has already reached the late stage of the altar stage!
Because of being so shocked, even the palm of his hand that had been conveying spiritual energy could not help but tremble slightly.
It was his trembling that caused ripples in the entire bronze furnace.
The child who was lying quietly in the bronze furnace suddenly groaned.
Because his body was too fragile, his pale face became paler at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, like a candle in a strong wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
Seeing this scene, Qin Wanrong glanced at Su Wuhui with some reproach.
Su Wuhui knew he had lost his composure, and waved his hand at Su Chen embarrassingly, saying:
"Chen'er, you have also seen that your mother and I still have things to do, you should go back to your room and rest, and I will find you in a few days to catch up with you as a father."
"This child is seriously injured. You will only waste your spiritual power and foundation in vain if you continue like this, and you will not be able to save him at all!"
However.
Su Chen didn't leave, he came to the bronze stove and carefully looked at the child in front of him.
This child is young, about three or four years old, lying in the spiritual fluid like a porcelain doll.
The strange thing is that Su Chen didn't see any wounds on his body.
"Isn't it digging bones?"
Su Chen murmured in his heart with some puzzlement.
"well."
Su Wuhui couldn't help sighing when he heard the words, glanced at Qin Wanrong, and said:
"Why don't we know this?"
"Just a few days ago, the couple said that they would come back in two months at most."
"Since we agreed to others, we will naturally do our best during this period of time."
"hehe…"
"According to the normal routine, the couple might not be able to come back. Maybe they are practicing trumpet somewhere at the moment."
Su Chen sneered in his heart and complained.
But on the surface, he looked calm, took a deep breath, and said:
"Father, mother, let me try!"
The words fall.
He cut his finger, forced out a drop of his blood essence, and fell towards the mouth of the child lying in the ectoplasmic fluid.
"Chen'er, no!"
Su Wuhui's complexion suddenly changed when he saw this scene.
This child's body is too fragile to be stimulated by the masculine force at this time.
Any ray of masculinity is enough to kill this child!
Not to mention the blood of a late-stage god-level powerhouse!
However.
The next scene left him stunned for a moment.