Chapter 22 Final Separation

Spring goes and autumn comes.

It's autumn again.

Bai Donglin has been in this world for almost thirteen years, and his memory has been awakened for more than a year.

In the early morning, a quiet little house.

Like usual, Bai Donglin got up early and stood in the yard.

In just nine months, his height jumped to 1.85 meters. He was tall and slender. He looked neither fat nor thin on the outside, but his inside was full of lean and solid muscles.

His handsome face has a faint smile and deep eyes. Because he has absorbed a lot of knowledge and studied the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he has a touch of elegance! His refined body is full of explosive power, but he has an elegant and easy-going temperament.

If he stood with Bai Jiange now, the two could be said to be evenly matched.

Bai Donglin began his daily practice. The Qi and blood in his body flowed into the seven major acupoints, vibrating at different frequencies as he performed the Seven Injury Fist.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the yard began to be attracted by a wave and was gradually attracted around Bai Donglin's body. The qi and blood in the seven major acupoints suddenly began to rotate, and a strange suction force accompanied by shock waves sucked the surrounding spiritual energy into the body.

As soon as the spiritual energy enters the body, it becomes extremely violent, rushing left and right through the eight extraordinary meridians and internal organs.

Under normal circumstances, using the Seven Injury Fist can guide the violent spiritual energy in the body and release it. This is also the purpose of the creation of the Seven Injury Fist, to launch a powerful attack.

The sooner the spiritual energy is released from the body, the less damage it will cause.

However, Bai Donglin did the opposite. He locked the spiritual energy in his body and did not release even a little bit of it, allowing the spiritual energy to destroy his meridians and internal organs.

As the body cycles between destruction and repair, "damage reversal" is constantly triggered, and streams of strengthening energy appear out of thin air.

The White Jade Body Tempering Technique then started to work, pushing the enhanced energy to every part of the body.

It will not stop until all the spiritual energy in the body is exhausted.

This has been happening every day for the past nine months, ever since I learned the Seven Injury Fist.

Unfortunately, the Seven Injury Fist forcibly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which consumes too much of the mental will. Bai Donglin can now use it at most twice a day, but using it twice will seriously affect his reading and study.

Therefore, he used the Seven Injury Fist once a day. Although the number of times was not much, over time he gained a lot of strengthening energy.

The improvement in his strength was significant, and he was now more than three times stronger than he was nine months ago.

With a single swing of his arm, he exerted a terrifying force of 70,000 kilograms.

One punch, with a force of thirty-five tons, can turn a person into blood foam.

You have to know that a car in his previous life weighed only 1.5 tons, but Bai Donglin can now lift twenty-three cars with one hand.

A true humanoid King Kong.

After the qi and blood in his body calmed down, Bai Donglin moved his feet slightly, and nine afterimages instantly appeared in the yard.

It was "A Glimpse of the Beautiful" that he had practiced to perfection, greatly improving his speed and agility.

His strength improved greatly, and he had read all the books in the martial arts pavilion, including martial arts techniques and military books, and memorized them all in his mind.

These are all knowledge, the nourishment of his own path. He has formed a habit of learning any knowledge he does not have and making it his own foundation.

He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Go. His ever-increasing brain is now inhuman.

He played chess with dozens of old men in the nursing home at the same time, and defeated them all at the same time, and he did it with ease. After all, they were all mortal old men, and they were all very old.

Gathering my thoughts and looking up at the blue sky, I realized that there was no more nourishment for growth here. It was time to leave and embark on the journey of seeking the truth.

…

"mother!"

"The child is leaving!"

"Donglin is unfilial and cannot serve you anymore!"

Ziyun Pavilion, outside Li Yiqiu’s bedroom.

Bai Donglin knelt outside the door with a sad look on his face, and kowtowed three times on the ground.

The door creaked open, and Li Yiqiu walked out with tears in his eyes. He gently helped Bai Donglin up, stroked his face, and said softly: "Go, child, you have grown up, go and pursue your dreams."

"My child, you are much braver than I was. That world belongs to you. I am proud of you."

"You don't have to worry about me. You three siblings are gone, and I still have your brothers and sisters to accompany me!"

Having said that, Li Yi Qiu stroked his slightly bulging belly with a kind look on his face.

Bai Donglin sensed two faint heartbeats, which were the miracle sounds of life. The sadness on his face eased slightly, and he was also happy for Li Yi Qiu.

It was because Li Yi Qiu was pregnant that he dispelled his last bit of worry and made up his mind to leave.

His aunt, elder sister, and second brother are the relatives he cherishes most in this world. He doesn't need to worry about his elder sister and second brother, but his aunt is the only one that worries him.

His father Bai Li was a good general, but not a qualified father. The military camp was his home.

Fortunately, two more little lives will be born in Ziyun Pavilion in the near future. I hope that the younger brothers and sisters can accompany their aunt well.

Don't let this poor woman live alone any longer.

"Mother, let me walk with you again!"

Bai Donglin still couldn't bear to just leave like that, and wanted to spend more time with his aunt.

"well!"

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Li Yi Qiu agreed happily. Looking at Bai Donglin, who was already a head taller than her, she felt that he had grown up and become sensible. His handsome face also had some of his mother's shadow.

Qingying, have you seen it in heaven?

The two of them wandered around Ziyun Pavilion, chatting about some interesting things in the past. The laughter that came from time to time diluted some of the sadness of parting.

Unconsciously, the two of them arrived at the aviary. Li Yiqiu looked at the many birds inside and said thoughtfully:

"Dongli, look at these birds. Do they look like you? This small cage shouldn't be their world. The vast world outside should be their world."

"Let them go, son. Set them free."

Bai Donglin's expression slightly moved. It seemed that the old lady had really figured it out. Then his figure slightly moved, turning into a long string of afterimages, tearing a big hole in all the iron nets like tearing white paper! All the birds made clear and pleasant chirping sounds, flapped their wings and flew out of the birdcage, flew around Ziyun Pavilion three times, and flew towards the mountains in the distance.

Bai Donglin stayed with Li Yiqiu the whole day until they had dinner and fell asleep, then he turned around and left.

Except for the remaining spirit stones, all the other things his second brother gave him were handed over to the housekeeper, who would pass them on to his aunt after he left.

Xiaohui Mountain, with a cliff on the top.

Not far from the cliff, there is a solitary grave. The small grave is kept very clean and is surrounded by various flowers.

Bai Donglin's figure appeared here instantly and he sat down gently against the tombstone.

"Mother, my child is leaving."

Gently stroking the stone tablet, with a dazed look in his eyes, he seemed to see again a little child climbing up Xiaohui Mountain step by step with difficulty in the dark.

Then he lay down on the tombstone and cried loudly, calling "Mother, Mother" until he was tired of crying and fell into a deep sleep leaning against the tombstone.

The small figure leaning against the tombstone slowly overlapped with the current figure of Bai Donglin.

This is his childhood memory in this life.

His mother in this life gave birth to his life with her own life, a great woman.

Bai Donglin stretched out his index finger and carved a few words deeply on the stone tablet.

The tomb of loving mother Qingying___Zi Baidonglin.

After finishing writing, he fell asleep peacefully leaning against the tombstone, just like he did when he was a child.

The next day.

After waking up, Bai Donglin took a deep look at the lonely grave, then looked back at the Bai Mansion at the foot of the mountain.

Without any hesitation, his figure moved and disappeared in an instant.

"Some birds are not meant to be caged.

Every feather of theirs shines with the light of freedom."

(End of this chapter)