So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 136: Mindfulness

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Shi Feng is not actually in retreat.

He just needs to think alone, trying to remember that night in the Snowy Mountains many years ago.

——His father led the people of the Aggregate Group to chase after him. Shi Feng couldn't get rid of those trackers.

This is a cold winter in Daxue Mountain. When it is halfway up the mountain, it is hard to see an animal, and it is frozen for thousands of miles.

He allowed the wound to be frozen, and the faint **** aura had been blown away by the wind long ago. That is the case, the tight murderous aura still lingers in his heart, and the blood is churning like a cruel hand Reached into the chest cavity and could not stir.

The heart twitches, and the sudden pulse pulse spreads the sharp pain like a knife to the limbs.

It is the closest feeling to death, and it is also an indescribable despair.

At that time, Shi Feng had practiced for nearly three hundred years. Even if his talent was in the Beixuan school, it was rare to see. The same school even worried about his master Nan Hongzi. Half-jokingly said every day, "If it is better than your master Ascend first, how can this be good".

In Shi Feng's life, apart from being the youngest son of the Shi family in Wucheng, he was seriously ill for years, and Shi Feng has been taught by Nan Hongzi and Beixuan school a kind of self-righteous pride. He has this qualification and this ability, a Mahayana monk who is less than 300 years old...

Even when faced with the precarious situation of the Northern Xuan Sect before, and even only chose to kill Nan Hongzi and broke out, Shi Feng had never hated it.

It turns out that there is something that you can’t get rid of no matter how high your cultivation level is or what kind of person you become.

"You can't escape!"

"In the family cultivation home of aggregation faction, when a child is born, the blood is held by relatives. You are born to be a Lejia, and death is also the soul of Lejia. This is the brand you can never get rid of! Do not obey you The command of grandfather and father is that life is better than death."

In the sound of wind and snow, the arrogant and angry roar seemed to be approaching again.

——They really caught up with them accurately.

"How long can you rely on the true essence to suppress this pain? Ten days, six months, or forever?"

The sarcastic laughter came from his brother, Le Cang.

Rao is now that Shi Feng recalled that the malice in the laughter could also disturb his mind.

"Brother..."

Suddenly there was a soft calling sound in his ear, and Shi Feng frowned, and the breathtaking aura around him instantly stopped.

Shi Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of blood quietly faded from his eyes.

Chen He looked a little frightened, and cautiously called again: "Brother?"

"I'm fine." Shi Feng said lightly.

There is nothing in this quiet room, no windows, no furnishings, not even a talisman.

At this moment, it was the dead of night. At the turn of the time, when Chen He opened the door and came in, there was not even a figure outside the porch. It stands to reason that the devil’s retreat is a very extraordinary thing, so I won’t talk about it. At least there must be a trap to defend the formation, and more than ten masters should be guarded outside the formation. It's just that these Shi Fengs are not needed, and he doesn't trust the so-called subordinates.

Of course, stupid people were sent to test the dead ghosts, but the results can be imagined.

When Shi Feng entered the concentration, the real essence full of Nirvana filled the room. Not to mention pushing the door, half of the arm of the guy who pressed the door was useless. When he screamed and escaped, everyone Mo Xiu rushed to watch him fall to the ground, his face twisted, and he died of anger. After a quarter of an hour, the corpse was as if dead in the desert, shriveled and shriveled.

Everyone shivered, not to mention the door, no one would even enter the courtyard.

Chen He was happy, and the same origin of the Beixuan School exercises, but it made him feel cold all over, and he was extremely uncomfortable when he pushed the door, as if someone was pouring ice water on his face in the twelfth lunar month.

However, after entering the door, Chen He did not dare to come closer.

Not afraid of Shi Feng, but worried about disturbing Shi Feng. Brother looks like he's in concentration.

"Brother, what do you remember?" Chen He saw Shi Feng's answer and moved closer.

Shi Feng was silent for a while and shook his head.

Before the junior disciple said the name of "A Thousand Tribulations Without Xiang Lu Ming Yuan Gong", Shi Feng always thought that the technique became weird because he wanted to abandon all the blood flowing on his body, which was brought by this natural blood. Shackles.

The people who gathered the music family put it right. He can't escape. As long as he is still Shi Feng, he will always be affected by the bloodline.

Le Cang said maliciously: "Unless you run out of blood and you are just a dead person, the soul can still escape the torture of spiritual refining?"

After Shi Feng heard the sound of the wind and snow, he couldn't be more indifferent: he won't die, and he doesn't need to shed his blood. Just kill all of you, isn't it?

"Brother!"

Shi Feng was awake again, a little dazed, and couldn't help rubbing between his brows.

Chen He moved behind Shi Feng spontaneously and stretched out his hand to press both sides of Shi Feng's forehead covered with cold sweat.

The true essence is slowly injected with the movement, and the warmth penetrates, but if it does not reach the Shifeng meridian, it will die from nothing.

"No need." Shi Feng shook Chen He's hand, preventing Junior Brother's act of wasting true yuan.

"The matter has not yet reached the point where it cannot be resolved."

Chen He opened his eyes and said plausibly to Shi Feng, "Brother, I think your technique will definitely not provoke God to me. It calls people to kill me more serious."

"What silly things to say." Shi Feng glared at Chen He, "It's not the same thing."

"I think it is." Chen He muttered dissatisfied, "Brother, you are just using True Yuan which is a little weird and scary. Nothing else will affect you. Senior Brother has never been enchanted and Way of Ascension will not reject you. Even if you can’t figure it out, wait until you ascend to find the predecessors of the Northern Profound School, don’t you understand?"

Shi Feng decided to look at him, and after a long time he let out a long sigh: "You are right."

Chen He was happy when he heard this.

Actually, after he finished talking about Ji Changge's words on the day, Chen He regretted it when he saw that Shi Feng turned around to go to retreat without saying a word.

It's just a name for the exercise, what's the use after knowing it, Shi Feng still doesn't know what to do next.

Most demons in the world are invisible and unpredictable. In order to create their own techniques, there have never been a lot of monks who get into trouble. Chen He is worried that Shi Feng will also be in danger.

Furthermore, the essential change of Shi Feng's exercises originated from an unspeakable tragedy. No matter who recalls it, they can only feel pain.

"Brother, you don't want to?" Chen Heda didn't want to see Shi Feng's lifeless, mixed despair and murderous anger in his heart, just like the scarlet fading under his eyes. In fact, It is a scar that has always existed.

"Hmm."

Shi Feng got up and touched Chen He's forehead.

"In this world, the important things are nothing but you and me. Let him go with the rest for now."

Chen He's face tightened. In order to avoid the embarrassment, he hurriedly said: "Don't be disappointed, brother, I think if we can find the master, the problem of the exercises will be solved easily."

"This..." Shi Feng hesitated.

Chen He leaned into his ear and asked slyly: "Brother, you seem to be very afraid of Master."

"Nonsense!" Shi Feng reprimanded instinctively, and took the restless Chen He in his arms, lest he exhale to his ears.

"Why didn't you find it?"

Shi Feng was silent for a while, and whispered, "Master's soul did not find the reincarnation body in time. He first followed me up to the Snow Mountain, and then kept talking about it two days before I was in a coma. When he woke up, he was gone. No one has used this technique for many years. If Master is okay, I should wait until I wake up. There is only one possibility for him to leave, that is, the soul cannot continue to wander, and it must find a sustenance body."

Chen He nodded, indicating that he understood.

"But the Daxue Mountain is extremely cold. Except for the Northern Xuan School and the Qiankun Temple, there are no mortals on the mountain, and there are no people within hundreds of miles."

When Chen He heard this, his heart jumped: "You mean--"

"Exactly, I dare not find...Chen He, I dare not find it at all." Shi Feng's voice was suppressed extremely low, and finally there was a slight tremor.

Maybe Nan Hongzi left and found a body to settle his soul. In this life, he can't become a monk at all, because he doesn't have time to choose a solid body.

Maybe Nan Hongzi did not leave, but his soul was completely dissipated in the ice cracks of the snow mountain, beside Shi Feng...

In ancient times, magic cultivators could ascend. Recently Shi Feng Chen He and the others learned that at least in this world there are magic cultivators to ascend. But Nan Hongzi didn't know that his soul was lingering, just because he was worried that the only apprentice would be enchanted in this disaster.

——It's not worth it.

All the hardships and hardships, after being left behind, were nothing. Because of such a despicable kinship, Shi Feng was finally enchanted and unable to ascend. In Nan Hongzi’s view, it was impossible, and Nan Hongzi was dead. How would he choose for his apprentice?

"I don't know..." Shi Feng repeated, holding Chen He's hand tightly.

Chen He endured the pain in his hand, and softly comforted: "Brother, don't worry. Master must have been living again, even if he is not a monk, how much do you think he will be capable? He can work as an accountant, repair the roof, even fight wars and recite scriptures. , I will live well."

Shi Feng said nothing, but slowly let go of his hand.

Not being persuaded by Chen He, he just understood in his heart that no matter what the truth is, Nan Hong's life or death is a foregone conclusion, no matter what he does afterwards, it will not help.

The ridiculous things in the world are probably like this-when I was humble and weak, I only felt that I was useless, and I couldn't save everything, but in the end, I held a powerful force and surpassed all things. I still couldn't change this desperate regret.

"Brother, I will accompany you to find it. I can definitely find it." Chen He insisted, his eyes gleaming slightly in the dark night, "My brother, as long as the soul is not completely refined, even if it is scattered, there will be traces. It’s just that you lose your wit. Even if the master becomes a bunch of flowers, a tree, or..."

"Chen He." Shi Feng couldn't help but stop drinking.

He can't imagine Nan Hongzi is a bunch of flowers, or...then what.

"If you lose your spiritual intelligence, you will find a way to reshape it. If there is no mortal world, you will go to the underworld. Without the six reincarnations, you will go to the immortal world." Chen He spoke clearly and said seriously, "It is nothing more than going to the poor Falling into the Yellow Spring, it is difficult and what matters, I can do it."

"..."

Shi Feng looked at him, unable to speak for a long while.

It suddenly occurred to him that his junior was lonely and helpless, but he soared with the body of demon cultivation, going against the sky, forcing the way of heaven back in time.

And this is exactly what Chen He, who will do such a thing, can say.

"Master...Brother?"

Chen He was taken aback, and just turned his head to avoid it, his lips covered again.

"I'm very happy." Shi Feng said softly and vaguely.

——He gave up his life on the Red Wind Desert and passed on that strange and weak boy, really as he wished, living against the sky, ignoring the three disasters and nine difficulties, and stepping on the heavens.

Even if everything goes back, Chen He is not in the Chen family, he is not dead. They are even more so close brothers.

Just like what the younger brother said, everything is difficult, so what's the matter?

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