Above the sky, Zhou Ming took Chu Xinran to fly among the white clouds, the howling wind swept across his cheeks, blowing the ends of the two people's hair, leaving an afterimage.

"Come to think of it, it's also bitter for you. ”

Zhou Ming's dantian aura surged, turning into a suspended force outside his body, moving Chu Xinran to his side.

"A thought turns into nothingness, and a thought comes true. ”

Zhou Ming chanted the ancient syllables in his mouth, stretched out his index finger, and lightly touched Chu Xinran's eyebrows.

Spiritual power fluctuations emanated from Chu Xin's mind, and a rudimentary form of the sea of consciousness gradually condensed.

Chu Xinran was mentally traumatized, and now the consciousness in the soul has fallen into a state of chaos, and with today's medical technology, most of the soul problems are classified as spiritual problems.

In other words, Chu Xinran is now insane and suffering from mental illness.

But in Zhou Ming's eyes, this is Chu Xinran's soul to protect his consciousness, Liu Yan's death has caused an irreparable mental blow to Chu Xinran, under excessive panic and sadness, a person's thinking consciousness will inevitably be confused.

In this way, there are two situations, one is that the soul instinct protects its own consciousness and closes the connection between consciousness and the brain, in this case, most people will be unconscious.

The other is what modern medicine calls a mental illness, mental trauma, the soul does not close the consciousness in time, under the extreme emotional response, consciousness and thinking form a chaotic fault, resulting in damage to the soul, resulting in permanent irreversible mental damage.

Like Chu Xinran's current state, it is the latter.

The mind is wounded, and the soul is damaged.

Zhou Ming had a way to help Chu Xinran regain consciousness, but under this huge mental blow, even if Chu Xinran's consciousness woke up, he could only live in endless sadness and fear in the future.

In the end, Chu Xinran is likely to be sent to the hospital again for treatment because of mental problems.

Such a result will only make Chu Xinran spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital.

"Alas. ”

Zhou Ming found that he had been sighing more and more recently, and the cause and fruit of this mortal world were multiplicating. If he hadn't met Chu Xinran and forcibly took her with him, it would not have happened like this tragedy.

Zhou Ming took Chu Xinran and landed on a cloud-covered peak, raised his hand and shot out several spirit elements to expel the impurities in Chu Xinran's body.

The placket was cracked and floated away, and a perfect body floated in front of Zhou Ming, like a natural jade, hooking the breath of heaven and earth.

"Today, I will wash away your memories and give you a new life. ”

The memories in Chu Xinran's mind had been washed away by Zhou Ming, and countless new thoughts and ideas were re-implanted into her brain, and the cracks in her soul were slowly repaired completely.

Between the two breaths, Chu Xinran's whole person became refreshed, his body was flawless, his long hair was staggering, and his temperament was as ethereal as a soft veil.

"Wake up!"

Zhou Ming raised his finger a little in front of him, and the clear water formed by Lingyuan washed away the dirt on Chu Xinran's body, and later turned into sweet rain and dew.

Countless new greens have grown, and wild flowers on the side of the mountain continue to bloom, making it a world in this late autumn scene.

A pair of eyes slowly opened, the delicate jade feet stepped on a green leaf, looked at the person in front of him, and slowly spoke: "Who are you?"

Zhou Ming took out a set of antique-style red clothes from the system backpack and said with a smile: "I'm Shen Yue, your friend, I'm glad you can come back, Xinran." ”

"I see, I forgot something......"

Chu Xinran touched his temples, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Zhou Ming smiled and said nothing.

"Well, forget it, I can't remember. ”

Chu Xinran took the clothes from Zhou Ming's hand and asked him, "By the way, Shen Yue, why are we on the top of the mountain now?"

She put on a red dress, her jade feet did not touch the ground, she looked at her hands and said in surprise: "Shen Yue, what's the matter with me?"

"You're a cultivator now. ”

Zhou Ming injected Chu Xinran with the concept of a cultivator, believing that it would not be long before she would be able to adapt to her current body. Since he agreed to Liu Yan, it was naturally impossible for Zhou Ming to leave Chu Xinran behind, rather than letting Chu Xinran stay in a mental hospital for the rest of her life, it was better to erase the demonic obstacles in her heart and lead her to the path of cultivation.

The cause and effect of him and Chu Xinran had been completely formed at this moment.

"Cultivator...... Let me see. ”

Chu happily digested the memories in his mind and waved his hand.

One after another aura rushed out from Chu Xinran's dantian and came to his palm, forming a terrifying force of heaven and earth, blasting towards the mountain on the side!

"Bang!"

Countless rubble exploded, and most of the mountain next to it disappeared in an instant!

Zhou Ming stretched out his hand and shook it, and the falling gravel instantly turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

"Although you now have a seventh-level Qi refining cultivation, remember not to reveal it in front of people. ”

Zhou Ming stepped forward, lightly flicked on Chu Xinran's head, and blamed.

"Got it, master. ”

Chu happily rubbed his smooth head and grinned.

"Master?"

Zhou Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although I passed on your cultivation, I didn't let you treat me as a master." ”

"Hehe, you not only taught me cultivation, but also gave me cultivation exercises, these are all things that only a master can do, right?"

Chu Xinran didn't dwell on his previous lost memories, and quickly accepted the reality and played his "scoundrel" attribute.

"Whatever you want. ”

Zhou Ming was carrying his hands behind his back, and a pair of delicate embroidered shoes suddenly floated in front of Chu Xinran.

"Put it on first, and then change your outfit when you go down the mountain. ”

"I feel that this body is very good, those modern clothes are so fancy, and this ancient costume is comfortable to wear. ”

Chu Xinran stroked a strand of hair hanging down to his chest, looking at the pair of embroidered shoes, his beautiful eyes lit up.

"Let's go. ”

Zhou Ming's palm flipped, and the general trend between heaven and earth was driven by him, and after Chu Xinran put on his embroidered shoes, a dodge followed him and disappeared on the top of the mountain......

Suzhou and Hangzhou, ethereal peaks.

In a valley where ordinary people can't set foot in the valley, covered with clouds and mist, thousands of plants are full of business, as if spring is common.

Along the way, from the valley upwards, you can see a bend of the stairs, climb the stairs, a winding gate railing stands on the flat top of the stepping stones, into a huge passage.

This is where the Xiaoyao Palace is located among the eight major sects of the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm, and this year's Daomen Conference is just the turn of the Xiaoyao Palace.

So on this ethereal peak, you can see the old road of the foundation building of the fairy wind Dao bones everywhere.

A magnificent palace is located on the mountainside of the Ethereal Peak, and countless cultivators stand on the large circular platform in front of the palace, listening to the preaching of Fengyunyao, the ancestor of Xiaoyao Palace, who is sitting on a pear wood chair in front of the palace.

Feng Yunyao's eyebrows were snow-white, and he looked quite extraordinary against the backdrop of a plain blue robe, he sat on the platform, and there were several old people on both sides, among which there were some vacant chairs, which were prepared for those sects that failed to arrive in time.

In less than an hour, the people of the eight major sects arrived one after another.

Feng Yunyao stopped preaching, looked at the seven sect heads or elders who were seated in front and back, and said with a slight smile: "You have come thousands of miles to Xiaoyao Palace to participate in this Dao Gate Conference, you have worked hard. ”

"The real person is polite, I am waiting for this time to come to the Daomen for an appointment, why bother to say. ”

An old man in a white shirt with a long sword on his back smiled at Fengyun Yao in front of the palace and said.

"You're welcome. ”

"Daomen's appointment, how can you not go, hahaha!"

"This time, we are all here to ask, so we don't need to be polite. ”

......

The heads of the houses spoke separately, and they all said that Fengyunyao did not need to be polite to them.

Fengyun Yao stood up and hugged them, and his voice was Lingyun: "I have been cultivating the True Realm for thousands of years, and now although the realm is no longer at its peak, this Dao Gate Conference has never stopped. The years go by, the rivers and mountains change, and the people alternate. In this Daomen Conference, Xiaoyao Palace will live up to your expectations and carry forward the brilliance of our Daomen!"

Every word of Fengyunyao echoed in everyone's ears several times, shocking, and the words were attentive.

The words fell, and there was no applause, only the appreciative and admiring gazes of the many monks.

Feng Yunyao nodded, it seems that everything will go smoothly at this year's Daomen Conference.

In previous years, many sects with internal disagreements would take this opportunity to ask each other for advice, which was called the Tao.

And this time the Dao Conference was held in Xiaoyao Palace, and the other seven major sects had to give Fengyun Yao a few thin faces, who called Xiaoyao Palace ranked second among the eight major sects, even if he met with his own old enemy now, he had to endure it.

"In this way, starting from the old man, I will talk about Xiaoyao Palace's understanding of the Great Dao in recent years......

Feng Yunyao stood in front of the towering palace of Xiaoyao Palace, facing the disciples of the Eight Great Sects, and began to slowly say the essence of cultivation that he had summarized over the years.

The genius generation of the disciples on the platform among the eight major sects, although they only have the cultivation of the Qi refining period, they are all very highly comprehensible, and they can understand some of the profound truths that Feng Yunyao said with a little thought, so this group of disciples is immersed in Fengyun Yao's preaching at the moment, and they are fascinated and unwilling to be distracted.

Feng Yunyao's sermon in the past could only be regarded as a warm-up, but now it is really to the point, and the concept of cultivation he said is becoming more and more profound, and in the future, only the seven sect heads and elders present can understand it.

Speaking of this part, the seven representatives of the Xiuzhen Sect all nodded, these things were also very useful for their cultivation.

After all, some of the problems that Fengyun Yao said were easy to encounter in foundation building cultivation were also something they needed to be wary of, and several people were also in a state of obsession with hearing the sound at this time, just like those disciples on the platform.

"Feng Zhenren's preaching is of great benefit to us!"

Xu Jing touched his white beard and sighed slightly.

"Elder Xu, but this time I got inspiration from this?"

A voice came from next to Xujing, and an old man in a white shirt with a long sword on his back folded his hands in his sleeves and smiled at Xujing.

"Inspiration can't be talked about, compared with Feng Zhenren, poor Tao is ashamed of itself in terms of preaching. ”

Xu Jing also showed a kind smile to the white-shirted old man and said.

Their voices were so subtle that they could barely be heard. They looked at Fengyun Yao above the platform at the same time, their lips squirming slightly.