In the sea of knowledge of the south wind, it is like a sea of storms, and the waves are turbulent. The spirit of Nanfeng www.biquge.info is locked in a specific place, as if standing on an isolated island, and whenever a storm sweeps by, she will shake, as if she will fall at any time, but magically standing.

With her cultivation during the foundation building period, she couldn't see her own soul so clearly, but in this fluttering and shaking, I don't know how long it took, she suddenly felt that the Shentai was clear, and her already smart brain was running more freely. She found herself powerful, not only in her intelligence, but also in her sense.

The spiritual root of heaven and earth is bitter, and it has the effect of brushing away the dust in people's hearts and making her smarter, which is just a side effect. The enhancement of her divine consciousness allowed her to be distracted by the washing of her memory.

Nanfeng focused her attention on herself, she seemed to see a dark blue giant egg, the surface of the eggshell was full of cracks, as if it was spliced together piece by piece, and there were gaps in some places, and from a distance, she only saw that there was a skeleton empty, and the fragments were at least eight or nine out of ten.

The human soul is a wonderful thing. From the beginning of its birth, it is like a ball of pure qi, and when it grows up and increases, it will become thicker and expand, and its shape will change with the owner's thoughts, and it will only have a human form when it is cultivated to a certain point.

For the first time, looking at his own soul in its entirety, Nanfeng was stunned, why is it an egg? After thinking about it for a while, I always want to be reborn in my heart, and everything starts from scratch, and it is really understandable that the soul form will subconsciously become the shape of an egg.

While quickly skimming through the fragments of memory, he generally observed his own situation. Nanfeng suddenly discovered a miraculous thing: after those memory fragments disappeared, a small fragment would be added to her soul.

Those memory fragments are no longer rushing up like before, but seem to be transported according to two intertwined tracks, one by one, step by step, like an assembly line in the repair field. This is the result of the desperate death of two soul beasts. Of course, the south wind is not yet aware of their disappearance.

should be the most anxious person, but now she has nothing to do. Nanfeng felt a little bored. She began to speculate that the reason why she would be reincarnated and reborn again and again was because of these divine soul fragments? Seeing the dense fragments, Nanfeng dispelled this idea again, if this is the case, how many times will it have to be reincarnated?

If there is no one to protect you, you will go on the road of reincarnation several times, and there will be no merit to be around, I am afraid that you will have already fallen into the chaos of ignorance.

Wait, merit?

Nanfeng felt like a light suddenly lit up in his mind. It is no wonder that although every life is short, it is because of saving people, and that is the merit of saving people. Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but it's not just talking.

That makes sense.

However, why does such an opportunity for merit always fall to oneself? She had always thought that she was too much of the Virgin, after all, the Virgin would help others wherever she was, even if she lost herself. Since she was reborn in the fairy world, she has vaguely been involved in many things in the dark, thinking about it, even if someone dies in front of her, it may not be her turn to save her, but she has saved her every time.

[Someone must be behind me to help me!] Nanfeng had this conjecture in his heart, and began to think of the scenes he had experienced, reincarnated so many times, and he had been guarding her and planning for her, how much did it cost? She has a very, very iron relationship with that person! Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a very sad feeling in her heart.

Yes, not happy, not grateful, but sad. She thought that if the people around her did too much for her, she would definitely be unwilling.

It's understandable. For example, if we are walking on the road and we are about to be hit by a car, and the people close to us push us away in time, and then we are killed in our place, then we must be sad and sad in our hearts, not happy and grateful or whatever.

Everything is in my own mind, maybe I'm really idle now! When you're busy, you won't be thinking. Southwind tossed all of these speculations aside and decided to keep himself busy.

Well, Nanfeng, a little expert in death, made a mistake, but I didn't expect to have a huge gain.

She turned her consciousness into tentacles, mischievously shuttling through the storm, trying to discover something far away. Slowly, the south wind, which had no results of exploration, began to chase after the waves of storms in the sea of knowledge, and the time that seemed to stand still finally became not so difficult.

As her soul strengthened, her surging sense had begun to become uncontrollable, and she was so mischievous that she had a firm grasp of the extra parts. Discovering this effect, Nanfeng also became serious and took this as one of his own trainings.

As time passed slowly, the strength of her divine soul steadily increased, and the range of her divine consciousness also increased rapidly. Such a result is really crooked.

This calm ascension didn't last long. The fragments of the broken small world collided with the fiery red gourd, and the waves stirred up made the sea of knowledge even more turbulent, and the south wind did not dare to mess around, obediently shrank in place, and looked intently at the fragments of memories that had been there. This time, it is no longer like watching other people's stories, but with my own emotions, as if I have experienced it all over again.

Inside the small gourd, the Spore Man hid in the ancestral garden, waiting for the verdict of fate in panic.

It's complicated to say, but in one night, these things are perfectly enough to happen. Just when the fragments of the small world collided with the gourd and caused a concussion, Nanfeng's spirit obediently contracted, and the last trace of connection that kept her body in place was broken. The consequence was not only that she vomited blood, but also that her limbs stiffened and she could not breathe.

"How so?" Zhu Si helped her up and put his hands on Nanfeng's back. Zhu Siping's peaceful wood spiritual power entered Nanfeng's body, and those moistened veins should have been extremely strong, but she didn't expect that what she felt was such a terrifying look.

The tendons and veins in the south wind are knotted, and the broken places grow rapidly under the action of the bitter bamboo essence. Instead of being well guided, it linked the irrelevant veins together, and if the south wind woke up at this moment, I am afraid that I would not be able to accept it. A person's whole body is knotted, like a highway after an earthquake, no longer smooth. What if the spiritual root is good? Whether it's a luxury car or a small three-wheeler, it's the same.

In Zhu Si's opinion, a very small drop of bitter bamboo essence is like a headless fly, although it has shrunk a circle, it is still more than half, and it is scurrying around in Nanfeng's body at the moment. As the blood vessels in her body slowly stagnated, the speed of the bitter bamboo essence slowed down, and it happened to stay near the heart.

Zhu Si secretly sighed that it was dangerous, the south wind was really lucky. If it weren't for that, by the time she swayed slowly and confidently, this little girl would have died long ago.

Zhu Si was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect that an old goblin like her would be difficult to make a comeback, and she would miss it, if her friends knew about it, she was afraid that she would die of laughter. After all, she can make the ordinary willow tree next to her transform into a shape, powerful, and there are several between heaven and earth, and the spiritual root of heaven and earth when she takes a nap anywhere!! Lose face! Lose face! We must get her done quickly and no one will find her!

Zhu Si has always demanded himself by human standards, and in terms of face, he has been consolidated for countless thousands of years, and he can't be stronger.

With a cold goddess face, Zhu Si didn't want people to know about Nanfeng's situation, he just wanted to quietly cure her. I couldn't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, fortunately, the sloppy Taoist was a demon cultivator, and he couldn't find out the true situation of Nanfeng.

[Hmph~ This time, I will definitely not miss it. There was a look of determination in Zhu Si's eyes.