Why do memories disappear before the age of three?

Feng Yi didn't know.

If it weren't for this evil spirit change, he would never have remembered his mother's face and the enemy's appearance in this life.

At the same time, he could not have remembered that after the master brought Qing'er back, he had lost his previous memories.

"No wonder when I asked Master who his parents were, he always shook his head and said he didn't know. ”

Feng Yi was stunned.

The thoughts that came to my heart were the thoughts of the Master and the thoughts of my parents.

Remorse welled up in my heart, regret for not being able to listen carefully to Master's self-talk three years ago. If he had heard it clearly at that time, he might have been able to stop Master and prevent him from going to the Lingwu Mountain Range alone.

Hatred welled up in my heart, hatred for the red-haired woman.

How can you not avenge the revenge of killing your father and mother?

Anger rose suddenly, and in an instant, it occupied Feng Yi's chest.

He roared and roared like a madman.

"Feng Yi...... Stabilize your mind and don't be burdened by negative emotions. Shen Xuan reminded loudly, but she was also at the end of her strong crossbow, and after saying a word, she was also burdened by negative emotions, and began to leave tears of remorse.

What is she remorseful?

Maybe what appeared in front of her eyes was the scene of the sneak attack on Feng Yi that day.

The rich resentment qi continued to drill into the body along the pores and acupoints, and Feng Yi was already controlled by hatred and could not control himself.

"Childe...... Ah......h

Qing'er's exclamation suddenly came, Feng Yi's heart trembled, and the hatred in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He regained a trace of clarity, his eyes pierced through the darkness, and he saw an evil spirit, which was floating towards Qing'er.

"No ......"

Feng Yi roared angrily, struggling hard.

Suddenly, as if touching something, a puff of blue light suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand, and an illusory stone door suddenly appeared.

The stone gate is only the size of a walnut, but when people look at it, they can't help but feel magnificent and majestic, ancient vicissitudes.

The door was half opened, and there were thousands of ghosts crying inside, disturbing people's minds.

A strong suction force rose from inside the stone gate, pulling the evil spirit possessed by Feng Yi, turning into a cloud of black smoke and pouring into it.

The stone gate closes, and the universe returns to calm.

Feng Yi didn't have time to delve into what this stone gate phantom was, so he was free again, and hurriedly dodged and rushed to Qing'er's side.

The left hand was raised high, facing the swaying evil spirit, and the mind pushed the stone door, and the sorrowful cry of ten thousand ghosts and the strong suction came out again.

"Hoo ......"

Like the night wind blows, evil spirits are forbidden forever.

Feng Yi turned his head to look around, and the eight disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall had all turned into dry bones and skins, and several evil spirits wandered around, swaying like ghosts.

With a gloomy face, he picked up the light body exercises and swept them to the vicinity of the evil spirits, concocted them like the law, and forbade them one by one.

Shen Xuan regained his life and fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Feng Yi was about to study what was going on with the stone gate that suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand, when he suddenly noticed a strong resentment qi erupting from the shattered lower belly dantian.

Follow the meridians and go straight to the atrium.

All kinds of negative emotions rose again, Feng Yi was shocked, and hurriedly pushed open the stone door in his left hand with his mind, aiming at himself.

But no matter how sad the ghosts wept, no matter how strong the suction was, the rich resentment in the body was not moved at all.

"What's going on?"

Feng Yi asked blankly.

At this time, the anger has invaded the atrium.

Feng Yi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly transferred the faint Yuan Force aura in the Jiang Palace, and united the heart fire qi to form a defender and resist stubbornly.

"Mad Cow, thank you...... Thank you. ”

Shen Xuan struggled to get up, but after thanking him, he found that Feng Yi was kneeling cross-legged on the ground, and a look of pain flashed on his face.

She frowned, and hurriedly reached out her right hand to touch Feng Yi's neck.

When I tried it, I couldn't help but be surprised.

"The demons in their hearts are rioting and going mad?"

Not far away, Qing'er had detached herself from her fear. groping through the darkness, calling for his son-in-law, and walking towards this side.

When I got closer, I finally vaguely saw the figures of Feng Yi and Shen Xuan.

Qing'er was overjoyed, but when she saw her son-in-law sitting on the ground, she subconsciously wanted to reach out to help.

"Don't touch him. Shen Xuan shouted in a deep voice.

Qing'er heard her serious tone, knowing that her son-in-law was in danger, she hurriedly asked, "Miss Shen, son-in-law, is he ...... What's wrong with him?"

"Hoo ......"

The wind of the autumn night carries a slight chill that makes people can't help but palpitate.

Shen Xuan took a deep breath of cool air in the wind, with self-blame, with chagrin, and with a strange emotion that was indescribable and inexplicable, he said: "He went crazy. ”

"Ah...... That...... So what to do?"

Although Qing'er is not a martial artist, she also knows what it is like to go mad.

The light ones become mad, and the heavy ones die and die.

Shen Xuan shook his head, "There's no way, he can only rely on himself." ”

Tears slipped from Qing'er's eyes, and the little girl sat down on the ground in despair, looking at Feng Yi distractedly.

But the night was deep, and she couldn't see Feng Yi's face clearly, and naturally she couldn't see the pain on that handsome face.

......

When Feng Yi woke up again, it was already the next morning, and the warm sunlight was shining on the earth, shining brightly on the mountains and fields in all directions.

"Qing'er ......"

Qing'er, who was busy washing clothes in the medicine garden, heard the call and hurriedly ran into the house.

"Childe, you're finally awake. ”

Feng Yi sat up on the edge of the bed, his left shoulder was slightly painful, and the wound had been properly bandaged and had scabbed.

He patted his swollen head and asked, "How did I get back?"

"Miss Shen sent you back. Qing'er took warm water to wipe Feng Yi's face, and said, "You went crazy last night, and Miss Shen and I were on the sidelines. It wasn't until the second half of the night that you finally suppressed the demons in your heart, but you were too tired to do it, and you fainted directly. Miss Shen carried you back, and then she left overnight. ”

Feng Yi nodded, and had the heart to explain that he was not going mad, but was invaded by resentment, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Looking inside his body, the thick resentment was still dormant in the broken dantian, but it had fallen silent, and it would not suddenly erupt again.

"Why am I being invaded by resentment?"

Feng Yi muttered to himself.

"What?" Qing'er asked, not hearing what he was talking about.

Feng Yi shook her head and waved her hand, signaling her not to interrupt her thoughts.

"Is it because of that stone gate?"

Unfold your left hand, your mind floats, and the stone gate suddenly appears.

Qing'er was on the sidelines, and she didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

"Strange. ”

Feng Yi muttered and asked, "Qing'er, look at my left hand." ”

Qing'er lowered her head as she said, then shook her head and said, "What are you looking at? ”

"Oh. ”

Feng Yi nodded, and after carefully looking at the stone gate, he pondered.

After a while, I had the answer in my heart.

"This ghost gate should also be given to me by the Ghost Emperor Seal, which can ban evil spirits. But there is also a side effect, which is that after the evil spirit is banned, the residual resentment will invade my body. ”

After figuring out this section, Feng Yi didn't want to laugh, nor did he want to cry.

Getting a secret weapon that can ban evil spirits, but not using it easily, is really laughable.

"When the anger enters the body, how can it be dissolved and cleared?"

Feng Yi looked through his memory, but there seemed to be no answer to this aspect.

I had no choice but to secretly decide, this ghost door will not be used easily after it is closed.

At least don't use it lightly until you find a way to get rid of the resentment in your body.

The harm of resentment is roughly the same as Shen Xuan's mistaken belief that he has gone mad. It is similar to the inner demons, which will subconsciously affect and change the host's consciousness and temperament.

It's just that the ultimate goal of the heart demon is to devour and kill the host, and the anger is different, it will only make the host become a mad demon, turning into a demon who swears to kill cruelly and drinks blood.

Hidden danger! Full of hidden dangers.

Feng Yi's good mood was swept away in an instant, he got out of bed, and ate Qing'er's carefully cooked breakfast, but he didn't taste any wonderful taste at all.

"Childe, this is left to you by Miss Shen. ”

Qing'er handed the three gray-white pills in her hand to Feng Yi and said, "Also, she said that she was sorry for you, and she would do everything she could to help you restore your dantian." ”

"Restore the dantian?"

Feng Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, if there was a way to restore the dantian, he would have planned and prepared it a long time ago.

The damage of the dantian is simply an incurable disease, and even if it is a metaphysical power that is beyond the mundane body, it is impossible to restore it.

However, he didn't say these words to Qing'er. Dantian is no longer a vital thing for him now.

On the other hand, the three pills in his hand are gray and white, as big as a little finger, and there is a silver vein on them, indicating that they are a first-class pill.

The silver pattern on the pill is the Dan pattern. According to the number of pills, the pills are also divided into nine grades.

One product is the second, and nine products are the best.

Although it is the most advanced elixir, it is already a very precious thing for Feng Yi or Shen Xuan.

You must know that the healing pills and detoxification pills used by the disciples of the Dragon Yin Sect and the small Juyuan pills used in cultivation are all pills that are not of the highest grade.

Even if it is not in the ranks, it is extremely valuable. One healing pill is enough to exchange for a hundred taels of gold, and a small Juyuan pill is worth a thousand taels of gold.

The road of metaphysical cultivation is first and foremost a word of wealth. If you don't have money to practice, it can only be said that you are a fool's dream.

"What did she do for me with the Quenching Bone Pill?"

The three pills in Feng Yi's hand were the Quenching Bone Pill secretly made by the Yulin Sect. After swallowing, it can increase the strength of more than 100 catties of flesh and blood of the user, as well as a small amount of reaction ability.

The strength of flesh and blood and the ability to react are both crucial for a quenching martial artist.

Therefore, the value of the Quenching Bone Pill is still above the Xiaoju Yuan Dan, about one piece can be worth 1,500 taels of gold.

"I don't know. Qing'er shook her head and said.

Feng Yi Wangdan pondered, "She may have expected that my dantian would be destroyed and my cultivation would be scattered, and her life in the Dragon Yin Sect would definitely be difficult." So give me these three Quenching Bone Pills, hoping to slightly increase my combat power so that I can protect myself. ”

Then he asked, "Did she say why she came to my Dragon Yin Sect, and what happened to the more than ten evil spirits?"

Qing'er still shook her head.

The Yulin Sect is in the southeast direction of the Longyin Sect, while the Windless Cliff is due north of the junction of the two sects. On that day, he and Shen Xuan were injured and broke up with each other at the foot of the Windless Cliff, if Shen Xuan returned to the Yulin Sect, no matter how he went, it would be impossible to go to the foot of the Hidden Dragon Mountain.

There must be problems.

There are also more than a dozen evil spirits, although there are many resentful spirits gathered in the Yin of Hidden Dragon Mountain, as long as there are evil spirits, the elders of the sect will find out in time and go to kill them. There will never be a litter of more than a dozen evil spirits.

You must know that if these dozen or so evil spirits suddenly riot, it will be a big disaster for the Dragon Yin Sect.

The Dragon Yin Sect suffered from the disaster, who is it good for?

Yulin Sect!

Feng Yi analyzed for a moment, thoughtful.

"Most of these evil spirits are inseparable from Shen Xuan. It's just that she shouldn't have expected that the evil spirit is cruel and bloodthirsty, and it will actually eat herself. ”

Feng Yi muttered to himself, and then thought to himself: "Alas, I am no longer the Young Sect Master of the Dragon Yin Sect, what do these things have to do with me?

At the moment, he got rid of his thoughts, and after Qing'er was busy, he continued to practice cross-legged by the bedside, without a word.

After lunch, Zheng Dahu came.

The purpose is to ask why Qiu Laosan and others died tragically for no reason.

Feng Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly closed the door and disappeared.

Zheng Dahu was closed, although his heart was hot, he had no choice but to go.

Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap, and before you know it, half a month has passed.

On this day, the autumn is high and cool, and the warm breeze is slow, so pleasant.

In the yam garden behind the Dragon Yin Sect, Feng Yi stopped with his knife and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

His thin black shirt was soaked with sweat, and his long hair was haphazardly tied back and sticky and wet.

The sun shines, and the white mist evaporates from the silks, and is dispersed by the autumn wind, and there is no trace.

"This great compassion is really mysterious, a vitality evil dragon has just been burned off half of its impurities, and my cultivation has surpassed the third-layer martial artist of the quenching body, and is close to the fourth-layer quenching body. ”

Casually slashed out a knife, the knife was dazzling, and the wind broke the air.

Although Xiu Wei has not yet recovered to the peak of the past, because the Yuan Force Breath in his body is extremely pure, his combat power has far exceeded the original.