144 The wind is alive
At this moment, not only the soul power has been exhausted, but the vitality is also extremely seriously depleted, as if a small flame swaying in the wind may be extinguished at any time, even the strength in the body has disappeared, the body has no strength to move a bit, unable to adjust the posture of the body, the body of the old man twisted and leaned against the tree very uncomfortably, he did not dare to close his eyes, for fear that if he closed his eyes, he would never have a chance to open them。 Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the past, he thought that the soul world was a piece of land or a sea, and he also said that the oil lamp was the water in the sea, the tree that grew on the land, and the flame and light that radiated after the oil lamp was lit. With his nearly 2,000 years of practice, there is no one in today's world whose soul power can surpass him, complacently believing that his soul world is a vast and boundless sea, and his soul power is like a leafy tree, and other people's cultivation of soul power can only light up the oil lamp, and his oil lamp has already radiated a thousand feet of light. And implanting soul power into the wind is to scoop a bowl of water from the sea, or to pluck a leaf from a big tree.
With the lesson of almost almost dying, the old man of Tianji suddenly realized that the soul world may be as vast as the sea, but the soul power is by no means water or trees, to be precise, the soul power is somewhat like a flame. The flame lit by the oil lamp can illuminate a large part of the space, and you can feel the heat when you get close to the flame, whether it is light or heat, it can be regarded as a manifestation of soul power, and the only thing used to attack the opponent with soul power is light and heat, and it will not have an actual effect on the flame of the soul itself.
Today, the old man of Tianji suddenly wanted to divide his soul power to Shengfeng, after cutting off the connection with that trace of soul power, the old man of Tianji realized that the trace of soul power that was divided was not the light of the oil lamp, nor the flame of the oil lamp, whether it was light or heat, it was dependent on the wick to exist, light and fire were actually virtual and substantial, without the wick light and fire could not exist, it was impossible to send an independent light or fire without the support of the wick to Shengfeng, and the trace of soul power that the old man of Tianji gave to Shengfeng was not immediately extinguished because it was a little wick, and only with a wick could there be fire, and it was possible to release light and heat。
Thinking about the fact that what he gave to Shengfeng was actually the source of soul power, the fire, and the old man of Tianji also understood why the pain was so heavy and unbearable. No matter how powerful the soul is, and how many means it uses to penetrate the heavens and the earth, the source of soul power is like the wick of an oil lamp. And whether it is light or fire, it can be used, but after all, it is a virtual image without substance, so the old man of Tianji will be injured so badly, the damage to the wick is the damage to the foundation of the soul, which in turn affects the vitality of the old man, and the old man of Tianji has a chill in his heart, and he can't help but be glad that his residual lamp has not been extinguished because of this.
The idea of the old man of Tianji can be called a feat, and he is also qualified to be admired and admired by future generations because of this feat. I want to move my body and make myself more comfortable, I have worked hard for a long time, and my body no longer belongs to him as if he can't move a bit, the old man of Tianji endured the sorrow of the heaviness in his heart without the slightest relief, and squinted his eyes to look at Shengfeng who was lying there motionless, although Shengfeng did not wake up, he could confirm that Shengfeng was still alive. Silently made a decision that will not be changed, implanting soul power for Shengfeng is his creation, according to Shengfeng's current half-dead situation, this method of creating geniuses should be feasible, otherwise Shengfeng is only afraid that he will die a moment earlier, and the old man of Tianji must be in danger of his life, as a generation of grandmasters, he will record this method and pass it on to future generations, there are imperfections that still need to be improved, one day in the future, maybe with this method, people in the world who can practice soul power will not be so scarce as they are today, and he is old, after this time, his vitality will be lost, can no longer bear such a heavy blow of soul damage, so the method of implanting soul power can only be completely handed over to future generations, as for him would rather die directly than try to implant soul power for anyone.
The setting sun brushed the ridge and fell to the other side of the mountain, and the evening twilight spread rapidly in the valley sky like a muddy lake, and more and more daylight was obscured, and the night in the valley was about to fall.
Shengfeng's work and rest time is Xiangchun's clock, as long as Shengfeng enters the house, it is time to make lunch or dinner, Shengfeng has always been very punctual, and Xiangchun has never worried about time. It's been a while since the neighbors who came to visit the door left, and Xiangchun sat in the wooden house and suddenly noticed that the sky outside was much darker. What's going on today?How could Sheng Feng forget to come back and remind her that it's time to make dinner?
Xiangchun lit the fire in the stove outside the wooden house, the water in the pot was boiling, and he wanted to cook dinner but never waited for the fresh wind to come back. Xiangchun has lost count of how many times he has walked out of the wooden house and looked at the mountains and forests where Shengfeng often goes, and this time it is the first time he has come out of the wooden house, and he still hasn't seen Shengfeng's figure, but almost thirty meters away in front of the wooden house, he saw a man about thirty years old, with a tall and thin figure, a white face and a straight body, standing there in a chic manner, facing the wooden house on the side, and the lake blue silk robe on his body is clean and dusty. Xiangchun is an embroiderer, but at a glance, I have already seen that the lake blue silk gown is definitely the best material, which is only used by the real big people in the villa, and the workmanship of the clothes, the insiders look at the doorway, compared to the embroidery work done by Xiangchun is not inferior at all.
A few years ago, when Xiangchun was still doing embroidery work in the villa, she heard from the steward who came to pick up the clothes in the villa that the clothes she made were worn by the alliance leader, and there was no doubt that the man who appeared in front of the wooden house must be a big man, more powerful than the guard in the mountain villa who was holding a knife to kill their mother and son a few months ago.
Seeing that it was a big man, Xiangchun had no experience in dealing with big people, and he didn't stammer, so he didn't dare to step forward and take the initiative to say hello, let alone blatantly approach the man who looked like he was cold and majestic, and hurriedly retreated back to the wooden house after a few glances quietly, Xiangchun was a little curious, and carefully left a slit after the window was closed, and looked out from time to time through this crack that was a few fingers wide.
The man who looked very personable and majestic was paying attention to Xiangchun in the wooden house, and at the same time, he was also looking forward to Shengfeng's figure. It's been a long time since Kaharu found out that the big man-like man appeared in front of the wooden house. It looked like he was waiting for someone, and the person he was waiting for didn't appear, and he didn't move for a moment, and he didn't leave.
It's getting darker. Xiangchun has lit the oil lamp. I still can't see the wind come back. A feeling of uneasiness appeared in Xiangchun's heart for no reason, and it was still growing a little bit more obviously, Xiangchun's mood was affected and began to become restless and restless. Lightly and cautiously, he walked out of the wooden house very quickly, there was a pillar-like person standing in front of the wooden house, he was clearly coming for Xiangchun's wooden house, what were he going to do without saying anything for such a long time? Xiangchun couldn't help but want to ask for an explanation, and wanted to go to the mountains and forests farther away to find a living. Sheng Feng only forgot to go home a few times when he was still very young when he learned to walk, and he didn't walk far at that time, and since he went to the mountains and forests, he never forgot to go home. It was precisely because this was the first time that Shengfeng had not returned home on time since he went to the mountains and forests, that Xiangchun's heart suddenly lifted, and his heart became even more flustered.
Shengfeng is like a little adult, although he is not yet seven years old, Xiangchun relies on Shengfeng more than Shengfeng depends on Xiangchun. Shengfeng never had to worry about Xiangchun when he played in the mountains and forests, and Shengfeng only came back late for a while, and Xiangchun didn't know what to do. Xiangchun thinks that Shengfeng will not forget time, and something must have happened in the mountains and forests, so she must go and find Shengfeng back.
"Go back quickly, this person is dangerous to you!"
"Ahh Hearing the sound in her ears reminding her that there was a sound like thunder, Xiangchun, who was cautiously taking small steps to approach in the direction of the man, suddenly saw that the man was turning his eyes to her, the cold and piercing eyes revealed a sharp momentum like the tip of a knife, Xiangchun could not resist the oppression of such a ruthless momentum even if she was mentally prepared, not to mention that Xiangchun was still unprepared, she was just a little woman who had never seen the world, she couldn't help but exclaim when she heard the reminder, she didn't dare to step forward anymore, her legs were straight and weak, and it took a lot of effort to restrain herself from stumbling back to the wooden house, holding on to the door frame and panting。 Shut the door tightly, and my heart was still pounding.
Xiangchun was very grateful to the person who reminded her loudly, she didn't understand that she was a woman, she had no money and no power, and she wouldn't get in the way of the adults in the villa, why would the man who looked like a bad guy and was very young be dangerous to her? At the thought of the wind, Xiangchun's heart was completely confused, only to feel that the sky was spinning in an instant, and the wooden floor under his feet was a little shaky, holding on to the wall and moving into the inner room step by step, through the crack in the window that was not closed tightly, Xiangchun only looked out and opened his mouth in shock. Worried that it would make a sound, he hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands.
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