The soul of the immortal monk is very fragile once it loses the protection of the source.
This vulnerability does not mean being easily injured, but is more sensitive to external stimuli.
Spiritual souls are the foundation of immortals. If they lose their spirits, they are walking corpses. They are no different from the puppets and greed in the world. There are many voices in the immortal world. Some people use their spirits to gain insight. He couldn't get up, his realm went backwards, and his cultivation dropped sharply. It was all trivial matters.
What Chen He felt right now was a strong strangeness.
The soul is protected by the senior brother, and the whole body is comfortable. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is floating. At this time, he should be immersed in his heart, and he should be immersed in it. , but this time there was no way to gather my mind, and I forgot both things.
"Brother..."
Chen He thought it was because Shi Feng's spirit protected him too tightly.
"You loosen up a little."
Shi Feng paused and pulled back a little distance according to the words.
What made Chen He embarrassed happened, his soul, when Shi Feng retreated, reluctantly followed, even clinging to him.
Spiritual souls are the foundation of immortals and cultivators. As the saying goes, the mind moves at will, and if you suddenly don’t obey orders, forget it. If the spirits make such actions, it is easy to be suspected of being the master of the spirits.
Chen He was extremely embarrassed. With his withdrawn temper, he didn't know how to tell the difference, so he could only desperately control his soul to retreat.
Divine Soul was very reluctant, and was dragged back by Chen He inch by inch, and even dragged back part of it, and there were still threads hooked on Shi Feng's place and refused to leave.
Just when Chen He's expression became more distorted and he was about to become angry, Shi Feng whispered to comfort: "Your soul is injured, and the homologous cultivation technique can help you heal. Now this must be instinct, junior and junior don't need to worry."
These words have said everything Chen He wants to say, and what he hasn't thought of yet.
Chen He's heart was relieved, and he didn't concentrate on dragging, and his soul immediately bounced back to stick to Shi Feng's soul.
"… "
After the matter was over, it really wasn't a big deal, but Chen He felt uncomfortable.
He closed his eyes and looked inward, and his vision was what his soul saw. Seeing "self" so stubbornly wrapped around his senior brother, Chen He felt that he was about to lose all face in his life.
If you want to withdraw your soul, the coolness of ironing the post is like a tide, shaking Chen He's heart bit by bit.
If it weren't for years of hard work and a firm mind, Chen He suspected that he had been addicted by now, and let Shi Feng's spirit come and go with him, and he would not know anything.
It stands to reason that such a situation should have caused Chen He to be vigilant and suspicious of what was in his mind.
- The soul is controlled by others, it is the worst thing.
But the fit between the souls is too deep.
Originally it was just relaxing and comfortable, but as the two got closer, some of the spiritual senses had already begun to merge, without any suffocation.
This is a wonderful feeling. For example, stepping into a soft shoe that fits the right size, and it seems like you just happened to drink a cup of your favorite aged wine that is hot or cold. It may not be the best, but it must be the most suitable for you.
This natural fit made Chen He dizzy, and his doubts deepened.
There are no two people in the world who look exactly alike (even if they are twin brothers, a monk's eyesight can see many subtle differences), and no soul is the same.
so fit...
This made Chen He think too much, and he couldn't do it.
Homologous exercises? Blood relatives? The superposition of the two phases produces such a result
Chen He didn't have time to continue to wonder, the spirit moved above the Qingyuan Earth Vessel, and the rushing river water was very unhappy when he felt the spirits of these two fellow practitioners with Huo Ling.
Shui Lingmai is about to throw the "uninvited guest" out of the air.
Shi Feng was not in a hurry or annoyed, he took advantage of the situation to avoid it, and the water spirit vein was chasing it, so there was no interest - it was just the fire spirit breath, not the earth fire vein that came to compete with it.
Then we will look at the foundation of Bei Xuan's secret method.
If you practice well, the water spirit will take care of it, but if you don't have deep understanding, it's like people can't communicate with birds, how can they take a second look
Shui Lingmai is not gentle.
Wanting to get close to it, but it has the fire spirit breath that makes it annoying, the water spirit vein unceremoniously suppresses the power of the fire spirit, showing extreme contempt: within its territory, the fire must be trapped.
Most of Chen He's strength is now cultivated from the Liuyan Mountains. His foundation is not as strong as Shi Feng, and he felt tired at first.
He is strong, and he must devote himself to understanding.
However, after counting the breath, Chen He fell asleep.
The soul floated unknowingly, leaning against Shi Feng, unsuspecting.
Shi Feng guided the soul to slowly retreat back to Chen He's eyebrows, and by the way, he branched out and followed him into the Zifu altar - it was empty, and there was no trace of mirage beads.
Shi Feng opened his eyes, walked to Chen He's side, and took his junior brother into his arms.
The sitting position that was originally just right now is a little inconvenient. Chen He couldn't sit firmly in front of Shi Feng, and stayed in the shadow of Shi Feng's figure.
Shi Feng felt amused, and lightly pinched the bridge of his junior brother's nose:
"Remember this."
He raised Chen He's right hand and put it against his palm.
Enduring the loss of true essence and spiritual energy, he quickly probed Chen He's meridians - when the younger brother was awake, Shi Feng did not dare to do this.
Chen He's soul was like being deceived by him.
In the eyes of immortals, the exploration of the meridians and even the brain domain with spiritual energy is considered a taboo. Those who are willing to accept such investigations must have given their whole-hearted trust, or they cannot refuse the other party.
The younger brother who had forgotten everything, and he was not so familiar with him, of course Shi Feng would not make a request to make Chen He embarrassed.
After many years of separation, Shi Feng's state of mind is far better than that of the past. Only at this moment when the younger brother is half-relying on his arms, do delusions quietly breed.
The face of the young man whose heroic spirit had faded, only when his eyes were closed, he looked more like Chen He who was calling his senior brother back then, and no longer looked around coldly with his sharp and alert eyes.
Shi Feng was not only relieved by the lingering doubts in his eyes when his younger brother looked at him (it is normal for his younger brother to not remember, it is good for him to feel familiar), but at the same time he was very impatient with these doubts.
Four hundred years.
The years he spent with his junior and junior brothers were pitifully small.
Only in the more than ten years of Heiyuan Valley, the small courtyard in the western city of Yuzhou, the last place to live, there are more magic cultivators.
Chen He's tightly pursed lips loosened unconsciously when he fell asleep. Without such a strong line, his face immediately softened.
In the Heiyuan Valley, the young man sitting on the Tangli tree, covering his cheeks and shouting that he only had one dimple, seemed like this in a blink of an eye.
Shi Feng's palm fell on Chen He's eyebrows, smoothing the slightly wrinkled peaks for him.
So on this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar face, there is only a deep sense of tiredness.
Seemingly feeling this closeness, Chen He moved unconsciously, leaned against Shi Feng's chest, and fell asleep again.
Shi Feng trembled slightly.
At the same time, his True Yuan had already detected the old wound on the back of Chen He's head.
It's not serious, just because the spiritual energy of the whole body is of the same source as the fire spirit, and the place injured by the fire in the stone is also considered to be "no difference", and it has not healed for many years.
Shi Feng subdued the fire in the wood, and the true essence was completely integrated with the fire spirit, and he was unable to help the junior brother.
I hope to borrow this Qingyuan Mountain Valley—
Shi Feng sighed and withdrew his true essence.
In the river valley, the aura is used a little less, and if you want to recover, you can only climb up the cliff.
***
Chen He didn't wake up until the tenth day.
Opening his eyes, he stared dazedly at the stone roof and the long black hair that fell in front of his eyes.
Reach out and fish, it's very cool and slippery.
It's just that Chen He is not as young as he was when he was a child, and the hair in his palm is a bit more...
Shi Feng was disturbed by this, so he also woke up from his meditation, and looked down at him.
"The neck is beautiful and the quality is exposed." Chen He blurted out.
"… "
Shi Feng raised his eyebrows.
Oh, today is Luoshen Fu.
Shi Feng thought that Chen He would cover his mouth after realizing it, and then annoyed why this sentence came out, and pushed himself away in a panic. When he was far away, Chen He looked at him blankly.
After speaking frivolously, is it gone
This made Shi Feng, who was waiting to watch the excitement, whisper in doubt, "Chen He?"
"Brother."
Chen He answered cautiously.
His demeanor was a little unusual, his eyes were clear, a little curious, and very disciplined.
"Are you my senior brother?"
"… "
No, even if the younger brother loses his memory, it is not like this. There is a bit of fear and anxiety in this kind of rules.
Sure enough, Chen He's next sentence shattered Shi Feng's luck.
"Senior brother, where is the grasshopper I caught, and where is the pond?"
"...It's all there." Shi Feng said these two words with difficulty, and immediately asked, "Junior brother, how old are you?"
Chen He tilted his head, stretched out his fingers, and counted it carefully.
Shi Feng's heart sank heavily, without Chen He answering, he already knew the answer.
"It seems... three years old." Chen He frowned.
There is actually a "like"! Shi Feng didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"Obviously I shouldn't be this age." Chen He looked at his hand, and unfolded his sleeves in a novel way. After tossing for a while, he lost interest and pulled the corner of Shi Feng's robe, "Senior brother, I'm hungry. "
"You, you shouldn't be hungry."
Cultivators are bigu, not to mention immortals.
In the face of Shi Feng's "ruthless" reminder, Chen He touched his stomach with his hand, and said stunnedly, "It doesn't seem to be, but when you wake up in the morning, shouldn't there be something to eat?"
"… "
After a while, the confused Nan Hongzi was dragged by his apprentice.
"Is the Qingyuan Mountains, Waters and Spiritual Veins too domineering?" Shi Feng asked eagerly.
How many times has Chen He lost his memory in three hundred years, and he can still be his alchemist Chi. He went here to use the Spirit Vessel to pressurize the spiritual energy of his cultivation base, and he directly returned to the age of three.
When Nan Hongzi heard this, his expression became solemn.
Looking at the little apprentice sitting there obediently, he stretched out his hand to check his pulse.
Chen He resisted and avoided it, and looked at Shi Feng as if asking for help: "Senior brother?"
Shi Feng immediately took him in his arms, pointed his head to his chest, and threw one arm out to Nan Hongzi to continue the diagnosis and treatment.
Nan Hongzi:…
After consuming a lot of spiritual energy, Nan Hongzi waved his hand in relief: "It's okay, this is a sign of improvement, the water spirit vein is eliminating the breath of fire in the stone at the wound, and this is the only reason why this happens."
Shi Feng also guessed that the Mirage Pearl was in Chen Hexian's core.
But the younger brother who has lost his memory can still do double cultivation, and the younger brother who thinks he is only three years old can't... uh!
Nan Hongzi obviously thought of this too, gloating over the misfortune: "Shi Feng, don't be like this, wait for the little apprentice to sleep and wake up again, maybe it will be fine! By the way, tell me the details of Chen He's awakening. See if there is any difference."
After Shi Feng finished speaking, Nan Hongzi suddenly laughed:
"You, you mean, the little apprentice doesn't remember anything, and the first sentence he wakes up is still teasing you?"