As time flies, the purple magnolias at the bottom of the cliff bloom and fall again, the height of the tangli tree increases again, dragging down a stream of blooming flowers.
Chen He breathed deeply and woke up from breathing.
His eyebrows are very pale, his forehead is smooth and full, the bridge of his nose is high, and he is full of heroism. There are three red moles on the temples on the left side near the auricle, which seem to be a scratch, cutting off the good appearance of eyebrows flying into the temples.
The silver ring bell on the right hand was long gone, replaced by a blue jade carved into a ball.
Chen He could have put the jade on his wrist between his eyebrows, but in a moment, the confused look in his eyes faded away, and the young man's vigorous posture made him flexibly roll down from the top of the tree.
The secluded valleys and clear springs at the bottom of the towering cliffs are beautiful, and have remained unchanged for decades. Chen He soon found the strange yet familiar figure in the deep pool beside the bushes.
The timing was just right, when Shi Feng closed his hands, the rosary automatically wrapped around his wrist. Then he slowly turned around and walked towards the shallow water.
"Master—"
The young man stepped into the pool of water and happily rushed towards the figure.
Without waiting for Shi Feng to frown, Chen He had already stopped and said, "Senior brother, I'm hungry."
He was no longer a chubby dumpling. The seventeen-year-old boy had a well-proportioned physique, long hands and feet, and was very agile, but he was still a little shorter than Shi Feng. Every time he woke up, the young man with fresh memories secretly compared the gap with Shi Feng, and looked at his face in the stream.
"Yes, she looks better than I thought." Chen He touched his cheek and said to himself.
Shi Feng smiled.
To Chen He, everything was new, but to Shi Feng, seeing his junior and junior high school students taking pictures in the water with seriousness every day, studying his own appearance, was simply an interesting thing to watch.
"Oh no, how can I have a dimple, and only one side."
The familiar lament came.
"And this tiger tooth... Senior Brother, have I grown up, can I go back to three years old and grow again!" Chen He squatted beside the pool in frustration.
There was more than one reflection on the water, and Chen He's eyes slipped to Shi Feng involuntarily.
The brother is also very good-looking.
The slender eyebrows of the distant mountains and the narrow and slightly hooked corners of the eyes make the eyes look romantic and passionate.
Dressed in a half-wet red dress, her black hair was loose, and her smile was like the intoxicated spring breeze blowing down a tree with pear blossoms.
"People in the mountains like Fang Du Ruo, drinking stone springs like Yin pines and cypresses." Chen He blurted out.
Shi Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, Doctor Qu's "Ghost in the Mountain", yes, I changed a poem today, but the intention is still the same as frivolous.
"Ouch!" Chen He touched his forehead and said sincerely, "Senior brother, I was a fool from the beginning. If you knock again, it will be really useless."
Shi Feng's eyes narrowed, and without waiting for Chen He to resist, he firmly pressed his junior brother to the trunk of a pear tree by the roadside with one hand.
Chen He's cultivation base entered Shi Feng well.
The spiritual energy of the dantian slowly precipitated in a vortex, and there were strands of golden liquid condensing. Putting it in the mortal world, at this time, the spiritual power is at most used as an internal force envoy, no different from a congenital expert in martial arts.
In the realm of self-cultivation, the number of people who step into the supreme avenue at such a distance is the most.
In order to protect themselves and to show the means of the immortal family, there are all kinds of magical powers such as talismans, alchemy, exorcism, and imperial spirits. Chen He didn't worry about self-preservation. Nan Hongzi entered the Dao with martial arts. If someone waved a peach wood sword in front of Chen He, he could punch the opponent's teeth twice without waiting for the opponent to finish the seven-star step.
-Senior brother, too, he looks so good-looking, but he is actually ruthless. If you don't look at him, it's like carrying a fox.
The result of Chen He running away was another finger snap on his forehead. He rubbed his head aggrievedly and said nothing.
Looking at him angrily, Shi Feng continued to use his spiritual power to investigate Chen He's meridians, especially the bruised blood at the back of his head.
Over the years, the stasis and blockage have been gradually dissipated and melted away as Chen He's cultivation level has increased, but Chen He's psychosis has not recovered in any way. There are no people who are good at Qihuang in Heiyuan Valley, but the owner of the valley pondered for a while and said that he was afraid that after Chen He fell into the water and knocked on the bluestone, some people were afraid that he would not die, and he even smashed the wound once, and the congestion also covered up the real Injured site.
It is like a mortal who accidentally breaks a limb. If the bones are not properly connected, they will grow crooked. Chen He missed the best healing period when he was three years old. He was injured in the brain, and he couldn't break the reconnection like a dislocated bone. Whenever he thought about this, Shi Feng was helpless.
"Senior brother, there's nothing wrong with my life." Chen He quickly pulled Shi Feng's hand away and said with relief, "I'm used to it, my generation asks for immortality, and often has to let go of my obsessions, I don't need to see through it, even Can't remember, isn't it easy?"
Shi Feng stretched out his hand to pluck the leaves on his hair for his younger brother, with an unpredictable smile in his eyes: "My younger brother is right, one day, if I don't want to hurt my younger brother, I just need to take the jade ball while he is sleeping, and it will disappear without a trace. No trace, even if they meet, they don't know each other.
Chen He pretended not to know, but his hanging right hand was a little stiff.
- He actually knew his senior brother better than he thought, and Chen He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Although Shi Feng never speaks, he is very easy to understand, especially when he is not defensive about those close to him.
Chen He could easily guess what Senior Brother was thinking just now. Of course, this was also because Chen He valued the jade ball in his hand more than his life, and was very sensitive to all the crises that might threaten its existence.
"Senior brother, my shoes are a bit narrow."
Chen He took a few steps forward, pointed to the shoes on his feet and said, and took them off to show Shi Feng.
Chen He, who had successfully diverted Shi Feng's attention, had a flash of determination in his eyes: he had to find a way to hide the second blue jade ball. It's just that although the blue jade is not rare, if you want to refine it into a jade ball, you still need to automatically record all the jade balls that have occurred throughout the day and night without the use of spiritual writing. You must at least know several refining methods.
Not to mention that Chen Hexiu was not enough to do it, even if he knocked out from other people in Heiyuan Valley, how could he be proficient in this technique in just one day, not to mention that Shi Feng was inseparable from him, and it was easier to hide the jade ball from his senior brother.
Across the luxuriant Tangli, Chen He looked up at the sky. Maybe he should slip out of the valley once. Anyway, Shi Feng practiced in Heiyuantan every day, and he definitely couldn't leave the Sky Cliff too far.
"boom."
The sky rippled in circles like water waves.
Chen He, who happened to be looking at the sky, jumped up in surprise, one foot had not had time to put on his shoes.
Shi Feng raised his head at the same time, and the barrier above Heiyuan Valley was touched.
In the 21 years he has been in the valley, there has been no accident in the solid enchantment of Heiyuan Valley.
A person like Chen He who stumbles and falls off a cliff will only plant his head outside the barrier, just like a moth trapped in a spider web. Part of his body is stuck by the barrier, and he can't escape no matter how hard he struggles. Lazily went to rescue, erased the memory and threw it out of the valley.
"It's been a long day, and some fun is here!"
The Lord of Heiyuan Valley appeared arrogantly with a group of cultivators.
"Only strong spiritual power or demonic energy can touch the enchantment. It's an evil demon, so come here and die, and I'll send you the six realms of reincarnation for free!"
"Motian cliffs are deep, and Heiyuan valleys are silent. Fellow Daoist He Fang, haven't you heard of this verse? Why don't you report it quickly?"
"Hey, what nonsense, just take this to get rid of my boredom-cough, I mean, capture this uninvited guest who disturbs me waiting for the cleaning!"
Chen He's eyelids twitched, and he quietly retreated behind Shi Feng, receiving a relieved look from his senior brother.
Shi Feng pondered: It's really hard to say what he would have grown into under the influence of such a group of unreliable guys if it wasn't for the younger brother who forgets the past every day.
The barrier above the valley fluctuated for a few more times, and finally a figure with a blue light appeared, showing a slightly embarrassed appearance.
"Grand Master—"
The man shouted when he opened his mouth, and the cultivators in Heiyuan Valley looked around instantly, looking for the object of his call.
Gu Master, this old immortal, skipped it, and Shi Feng jumped all the way outside, and it was impossible for Shi Feng's playful junior brother-everyone quickly focused their attention on the jaw-dropping, long-browed Laodao.
Of course, it is impossible for the old man with long eyebrows to know his disciples and grandsons, but he is not old enough to be blind, but he can recognize them.
"Cough, fellow Daoists, wait a moment, I'll go out and ask." Changmei instantly returned to the appearance of immortal style, and bowed his head to everyone. Style, clothes fluttering, demeanor proud.
Chen He snickered.
Shi Feng indulgently covered him with his body, lowered his head and checked his younger brother's narrow shoes, nodded and prepared to go back and drive the puppet to the market town to buy a suitable size.
There are 3,000 people in the world outside, and they are chaotic, and it has nothing to do with them.
Shi Feng also didn't want to know what the disciples and grandchildren of Changmei had come to do so far, and left with a curious Chen He.
That day, when Chen He was concentrating on practicing meditation in the cave, Changmei and a group of cultivators approached the door with a strange look.
Shi Feng raised his eyebrows and watched them gesturing at the entrance of the cave. For fear of interfering with Chen He's practice, they didn't dare to release their powerful consciousness rashly, so they could only jump around anxiously at the entrance of the cave.
The owner of the valley pointed desperately at Chen He, and his long eyebrows pointed at the sky. Some people touched their heads, some squeezed their fists, and some pretended to be balls and rolled on the ground. There was no sound at all, and the cave house was still as silent as ever.
Glancing at Chen He, who was immersed in the mysterious realm, Shi Feng rolled up the rosary in his hand and walked out of the door silently, adding a soundproof barrier to the entrance of the cave.
"Huh!" Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
The old man with long eyebrows was the first to speak: "Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, something has happened in Yunzhou City! Someone found a fire in the stone."
Shi Feng's pupils shrank, even if he didn't ask about world affairs like him, he was already not interested in strange treasures, so he couldn't help but be surprised.
The fire in the stone, the fire in the air, and the fire in the wood are the only true samadhi fire in the world. If you get one of them, and successfully integrate it into your own dantian, like an arm, you will be hard to find an opponent in the world. Unless you are a few higher realms, whether it is a magic weapon or a ghostly atmosphere, if you encounter the true fire of samadhi that restrains the evil and burns everything, will it not be turned into nothing
Cultivators want to refine the true fire of Samadhi by themselves, but they must go to the Transcending Tribulation Period.
There are not many tribulation periods in the entire cultivation world!
It's just that the fire in the stone, as the name implies, is hidden in the stone, and its appearance is no different from other stones. It is difficult for ordinary cultivators to find it, let alone mortals. How could such a strange thing be found in the mere Yunzhou City, which is not a gathering place for cultivators
Understanding Shi Feng's surprise, a group of cultivators added, "I heard that it's a fire in the stone that has devoured blood and confessed its master."
"It's just that its owner didn't put away the stone, and the unusual aura it exuded was finally discovered by a man in the magic way who passed by Yunzhou City."
"Many cultivators came to hear the news, and now there are ghosts and ghosts in Yunzhou City."
"Isn't the teacher of Daoist Changmei good at divination? His disciples and grandsons worked hard a few days ago, and they came to the conclusion that Shi Zhonghuo's master was on the Motian Cliff outside Yunzhou City, and the compass pointed directly to the Heiyuan Valley under our cliff!"
When Shi Feng heard that he still didn't hear the main point at this time, he unknowingly frowned.
The head of Heiyuan Valley, who had been pointing at Chen He, said, "Do you know where the stone was found? It is said to be the pond in the back garden of Chen's house, and it is also said that the Chen family is an aristocratic family in Yunzhou, and there are several in Heiyuan Valley. His surname is Chen, he lives in Yunzhou, and has something happened by the pond?"
"… "
So it was the bluestone that pushed Chen He into the water and knocked him into a fool? No, the fire in the stone only exists in the fist-sized stone. That is the stone that the perpetrator picked up and smashed Chen He
Shi Feng was stunned.