Chapter 240: A Hundred Years of Vicissitudes
Where the center of the forbidden mountain was located, Jiang Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, like a sharp sword cutting through thorns and thorns, breaking through delusion and destroying emptiness.
The grass vines that were originally tightly entangled around Jiang Feng's body also disappeared completely at this time, but it was only the appearance of the grass vines that had been manifested, and the prohibition itself still existed around him in its most primitive form.
Although he knew that he was in the center of the forbidden mountain, Jiang Feng did not feel that he was covered in mud at all, he seemed to be in a mire, wrapped in heavy energy, and the four realms were chaotic, viscous, turbid, extremely strange, and mysterious.
"I'm afraid that so far, no one has seen this situation like me!" Jiang Feng sighed, quite proud, he understood that at this time, he was in a state of complete integration with the Forbidden Mountain.
Now, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jiang Feng was confident that if there was no accident, he would become the first cultivator to obtain the greatest cultivation of the forbidden space since the mirage was refined.
The time has come, and he must not miss it, Jiang Feng sat cross-legged with his hands together, he could move his limbs freely, but he could not move to other places.
But it didn't matter, Jiang Feng exhaled the energy floating around him, maintained the normal operation of his body's functions, and began to comprehend the prohibition again.
The relics skull protects his body, Jiang Feng no longer cares about the worries of his mental strength, and a little golden light emanates from the center of his eyebrows, like a light source, slowly spreading in all directions.
With the spread of the golden light, the prohibitions poured into Jiang Feng's sea of consciousness in an orderly manner, and he engraved the form god and used it to comprehend the essence, this process was extremely slow, but it was proceeding quickly and unhurriedly.
Jiang Feng's original computing ability was different from ordinary people, and now that he activated the relic skull again, he could afford to help, and it would be twice the result with half the effort, if it weren't for the restriction and Jiang Feng's cultivation, this calculation speed would be increased by several times.
Now when the air lock is forbidden in the mirage space, the time flow rate of the outside and the inside is fundamentally different, Jiang Feng's realm is low, and he doesn't know this, but he can barely make an accurate judgment.
Because of this, Jiang Feng had no distractions, his mind was stable, his mind was clear, he was concentrating on comprehending the prohibition, and he was unable to enter the territory before.
Hundreds of prohibitions were engraved in Jiang Feng's sea of knowledge, just like the ink lines on white paper, under the golden light of relics, the essence had been penetrated in an instant.
The forbidden patterns on Jiang Feng's body slowly appeared, more and more, but on the other hand, the forbidden patterns that had already appeared were also better at blending with each other.
Time passed in a flash, and half an hour later, the forbidden lines on Jiang Feng's body did not increase but decreased, and there were less than two thousand left, and this abnormal situation did not end there.
Jiang Feng had to be distracted to examine it, speculating on the reason, he was still not sure whether this change was good or bad, if it was bad, he didn't stop this trend in time, and it was not impossible for the forbidden pattern he had obtained to disappear completely.
But after the tea, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then put his mind at ease, and comprehended thousands of prohibitions, he had already made a small success in the prohibition at this time, and it was not difficult to judge that the changes in front of him were indeed beneficial.
Time passed slowly, Jiang Feng devoted himself to cultivation, and he no longer knew the time and age, only a sincere and sincere heart that was free from miscellaneous research and forbiddenness.
At this time, the golden light of the relics had spread to all sides, covering the entire forbidden mountain, and the forbidden patterns on Jiang Feng's body did not change after they fused with each other and were reduced to a thousand.
A moment later, the thousandth and first forbidden pattern, which symbolized a completely brand-new pattern, finally resurfaced on Jiang Feng's body, and when this forbidden pattern appeared, the lingering relic golden light also spread to the four realms again.
Although he had no other thoughts, Jiang Feng understood that the forbidden patterns he had obtained from the previous comprehension of the prohibition were too superficial after all, and there were many similar patterns.
Therefore, when the number of his forbidden patterns reached three thousand, the similarly similar forbidden patterns began to merge with each other, and now, the thousand forbidden patterns on Jiang Feng's body, there was no similarity between any of the two.
In the dark and deep forbidden mountain, except for Jiang Feng's relics golden light, there was no light at all, and the surroundings seemed to be a mess, and it was difficult to distinguish even the top and bottom of the four directions.
Jiang Feng devoted himself to cultivation in this space, and he also had a period of anxiety and impetuousness at the beginning, but this emotion would disappear after a while, and later, Jiang Feng would no longer have such emotions.
I don't know how many years have passed in the cave, Jiang Feng has comprehended the prohibition, and unconsciously, ten years have passed, although his appearance has recovered as before, but his hair is still gray and has not recovered.
Ten years later, Jiang Feng gradually began to forget some things, and his perception of time became more and more blurred, as if he had completely integrated with the forbidden mountain, people are mountains, and mountains are people.
The forbidden lines on Jiang Feng's body have reached 4,600, and the golden light of the relics has also covered nearly fifty percent of the forbidden mountain, and his deduction and comprehension of the prohibition have been as natural as breathing, as if it has been transformed into an instinct.
In the blink of an eye, another forty years have passed, and seventy percent of Jiang Feng's hair has completely turned white, and the remaining thirty percent of his gray hair is still mixed in.
The number of forbidden patterns on Jiang Feng's body has reached as many as seven thousand, and only thirty percent of the forbidden mountains are not covered by the golden light of the relics, and the remaining area has completely turned into a golden world, like a holy realm immortal land.
Jiang Feng was placed in the center of this room, his hands folded and his knees crossed, standing still, as if he had turned into a sculpture, but there was an instinct in his body, mechanically deducing the prohibition, and slowly advancing the process of enlightenment.
Fifty years of dreaming, if a mortal is close to the journey of a lifetime, Jiang Feng has completely forgotten time, and even, he has begun to forget his own existence itself.
At this time, the comprehension of the prohibition was already very difficult, and sometimes, Jiang Feng could not comprehend a prohibition in a month, and the appearance of this situation was enough to make any person who was not strong-willed to collapse, but Jiang Feng subconsciously minimized the impact.
In the sixtieth year, Jiang Feng forgot his name, but he continued to prohibit his enlightenment as usual......
In the seventieth year, Jiang Feng forgot his memory, but he still relied on his instinct to maintain the forbidden enlightenment......
In the eighties, Jiang Feng had forgotten his body, but he was still comprehending the prohibition by relying on his will......
In the ninetieth year, Jiang Feng had forgotten everything about himself, his hair had completely turned white, and his face was still the same, but it was like the vicissitudes of twilight.
The vicissitudes of life are a hundred years......
The forbidden patterns on Jiang Feng's body have reached nine thousand, and the golden light of the relics has covered ninety percent of the forbidden mountain, but the enlightenment seems to have stopped, because Jiang Feng no longer exists.
After a long time, he forgot everything, Jiang Feng was no longer Jiang Feng, he seemed to have become a ban, lost in thousands of prohibitions, unable to find a way out, unable to find his true self, and in the end, completely sinking into nothingness.
If Jiang Feng still can't regain his true self until the end, then he will completely turn into a prohibition, integrate into the thousands of prohibitions of the forbidden mountain, become a part of the mountain, and never wake up again.
Jiang Feng's subconscious behavior of reducing the adverse effects has become a fatal hurdle at this time, this is a difficulty that he did not expect before he comprehended the prohibition, if he had expected it, Jiang Feng would not be so reckless, there must be a trade-off.
But now it's too late, if Jiang Feng still can't escape the fate of sinking in the end, then, the moment he turns into a ban, his life will also be completely over, and his physical body will directly dissipate into a mirage.
In the forbidden mountain, Jiang Feng sat in the endless sea of golden light, his white hair was like snow, showing desolation, and his body began to turn transparent, revealing the outline of the Divine Bead in it.
The golden light of the relics was still spreading, but as Jiang Feng's body appeared to dissipate, the skull of the relics began to fall silent again, and when the golden light of the relics was completely dissipated, it was the moment when Jiang Feng died and was forbidden.
Even if Jiang Feng had a trace of clarity at this time, he could still get out of trouble with the power of the relics skull, but he had forgotten everything, like a wandering soul, only the void was confused, and he was unable to activate the relics skull again.
Jiang Feng's body became lighter and lighter, and he was already on the verge of dying, and the golden light of the relics that originally covered the forbidden mountain also began to show signs of collapse at this time, with a hidden tendency to shrink.
Jiang Feng's life, with his gradually transparent body, has ushered in the final moment, and in a few moments, everything about him will turn into a new prohibition, engraved on the forbidden mountain, and forever exist in the mirage space.
Just when Jiang Feng was about to die, far away in the Yunxiao Hall in Kyushu, Su Xiao, who was in retreat, opened his eyes suddenly, covered his heart and gasped, trying to suppress the inexplicable colic.
Immediately, Su Xiao felt a great sense of compassion in his eyes, as if his heart was dead, as if he was about to lose something vital in his life, and two lines of tears flowed in his eyes for no reason.
Ye Hongfei had already started his retreat, and Jiang Feng and Xia Yedi's soul lamp was moved by Su Xiao to the secret room in the room, Su Xiao thought about it for a while, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he rushed into the secret room in a panic.
In the center of the secret room, which was as bright as day, there were two soul lamps, which were extremely eye-catching, and the moment Su Xiao saw these two soul lamps, he suddenly thundered like five thunderbolts, and his soul flew into the sky.
The soul lamp that symbolized Jiang Feng's life condition, the flame in the lamp had shrunk to the size of a soybean at this time, swaying and swaying, and it seemed that it would be extinguished at any time.
"No!" Su Xiao cried out sadly, tears raining down, "Feng'er, you must not die, the master will never let you die!"
Su Xiao was crazy, and he actually pointed at the sword and slashed his wrist, swaying his essence and blood, pinching the trick with his palm and fingers, and delineating the rune magic circle in the air, the magic circle was formed in an instant, very mysterious, and finally turned into the size of a palm, suspended above Jiang Feng's soul lamp.
"Don't be afraid! Hold on, Shi Niang will never let you die! Absolutely not!"
Su Xiaoru was swearing an oath, and the essence blood was as red as a diamond, flowing into the blood-colored magic circle from the wound on his wrist, and the magic circle was transformed into a mysterious energy, like stardust, and merged into the flame of the soul lamp.
After absorbing this blood diamond-like stardust, the lamp flame actually stopped the trend of decay, and instead appeared as a sign of gradual prosperity, and at the same time, the blood color on Su Xiao's face also quickly receded, and a trace of irrepressible weakness flashed in his eyes.
This technique is already close to immortal, not only implying Su Xiao's lifelong cultivation, but also containing the Dao intent that she has realized so far in cultivation, and has its own unpredictable ability.
In order to save Jiang Feng from death, Su Xiao did not hesitate to use the forbidden technique, however, although this technique was extremely powerful, it would greatly deplete Su Xiao's life origin.
Su Xiao used the method of exchanging her life for her life to stop Jiang Feng's life from continuing to pass, but in just a few breaths, her face was as pale as paper, there was no blood, and her breath was already extremely weak.
The loss of this forbidden technique was so great that even Su Xiao couldn't bear it, but she still insisted, even if the origin of life in her body was passing in large quantities, she still didn't waver.
Su Xiao didn't have the idea of giving up, because she was saving her child. There were tears on her face, but her eyes were as gentle as the sun in March, looking at the rising flame in the soul lamp, as if looking at Jiang Feng, who didn't know where she was, and her life was in danger.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... My mother is here, my mother is always here!"
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(To be continued!)