Looking at the mountains and forests from afar, the mountains are like the palms of giants, erected between heaven and earth, a sword light, breaking through the sky, on it, with a faint breath figure, slowly falling down.

Thump.

This body fell directly into the river, and then, the sword light also converged, completely silent.

"Hey, here, I'm also powerless, after all, it's just a soul state, and I can't take you too far, but that's not enough, I'll temporarily seal your cultivation, and when your soul is completely restored, I'll also recover, and then untie it for you!"

In his mind, the voice of the white-clothed body came, and then, the tip of the extreme sword also fell silent.

After all, the white-clothed body only returned to the soul state, and flew away with Chenfeng for such a long distance, and he had already collapsed, and he could no longer help him.

She fell silent, and the cultivation in Chenfeng's physique was also completely suppressed and sealed, just as the white clothes said.

His state at the moment is very weak, and the same is true of his white-clothed body.

The white-clothed body is about to sleep, so he can only seal Chenfeng's cultivation to prevent his own breath from leaking out!

Otherwise, with his current condition, once he is discovered by the Hades King, he will definitely die, which is also a helpless move.

Airplanes!

Chenfeng fell into the water and went along the river, and where he passed, suddenly, a village slowly appeared in front of him.

"Grandpa, there's someone there!" a crisp childish voice came, and then, from the village, several figures ran over.

"Is this someone from the outside?"

"I've been around in Inamura for a long time, and it's been a long time since I've seen anyone else here!"

Everyone was talking, and they were extremely curious about Chenfeng.

This village, isolated from the rest of the world, rarely sees outsiders.

"Don't say anything about it, let's save him, or else this young man will really die!" said one of the oldest in a deep voice.

"Well, okay!" everyone panicked, and went into the water one after another to rescue Chenfeng, and everyone surrounded Chenfeng, frowning tightly.

"There seems to be a powerful force entrenched in his body, but it's a pity that his soul is a little too weak, it seems to be very weak, and there should be no chance of cultivation!"

"Hey, he can only temper his physical body, but he can't become a real powerhouse, in this way, he may not be able to get out of our village for the rest of his life!"

Everyone sighed in a low voice.

They are very simple, and they feel very sorry for Chenfeng's condition.

Occupied by the Heavenly Demon, Chen Feng only has one True Spirit left, although after cutting my method, the Heavenly Demon was cut off, but he is still extremely weak, and there is only one True Spirit left in his soul, even if he wants to recover, it is very difficult.

And.

In order to protect him, the white-clothed figure also cultivated him to be sealed, which led to the fact that Chen Feng at this moment, whether it was a root bone or something else, looked very weak.

"Let's take it back first, let him recuperate in my house, and wait until he wakes up!" said the eldest man, who was very kind, with a faint smile on his face.

"Grandpa the village chief. Seeing this, everyone showed a worried look on their faces, "What if he's a bad guy?"

"Probably not, he's just a young man in his twenties, and he doesn't have any cultivation in his body, his soul is broken, what kind of harm can he cause?"

The village chief smiled indifferently.

"Since we can come to Daocun, it can be regarded as a kind of fate!

He glanced at everyone and said in a low voice, everyone heard this, and they all nodded, these people were very simple, and they didn't have any hostility towards Chenfeng.

......

Time passed, I don't know how long it had passed, and in a dilapidated room, Chen Feng woke up leisurely.

"I'm ...... Tatsukaze?"

"Where am I ......?"

Chen Feng glanced around in a bit of confusion, he felt a little surprised, in his mind, there was a feeling of emptiness, many memories in the past seemed to be blocked, unable to recall.

"What's wrong with me!" Chen Feng glanced around, his gaze gradually hollowed, a little true spirit, slowly recovered, so that now, his memory is also a little missing, and it takes a lot of time to make the soul recover, and it is possible to return.

"I always feel that I shouldn't be so weak, there must be something I forgot!" he hugged his head tightly, and a tingling pain came, making him can't help but curl up on the bed, his face pale.

At this time, there was a click, the door opened, and an old man walked over slowly, holding a wooden bowl in his hand and a kind face.

"Are you awake, young man?" said the old man to the bedside.

"Your soul is badly damaged, your body is very strong, there is a power dormant but it has not been revealed at all, don't think about it yet, otherwise, it will be very painful!" the old man said gently.

Hearing the old man's voice, Chen Feng unconsciously quieted down, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in the old man's words.

It makes people feel extremely peaceful.

"Come and drink this bowl of requiem soup, you can consolidate your soul a little, and it will not be even more broken, hey, poor child, looking at your appearance, you must have forgotten a lot of the past!" the old man sighed lightly, and said with some regret.

"However, this is already the case, don't think about it too much, you can come here, it is a kind of fate in itself, perhaps, this is also your fate!"

The old man sat on the edge of the bed and said in a deep voice, and then he introduced himself, "Old man, my name is Mu Ye, you can call me Ye Lao, you are the head of this rice village, what is your name?

The old man said gently.

"Inamura...... Old Night?" Chen Feng looked at the old man in confusion and muttered in a low voice, "My name is Chen Feng...... From ......"

Then he fell silent.

"Okay, don't think about it too much, after drinking this bowl of requiem soup, let's go to the village with the old man, Daocun has been cultivating for generations, and the upper body is heavenly heart, although your soul is crippled and you can't enter the path, but the perception of nature will also be of great help to yourself!"

The old man gently pressed Chenfeng's head to stop him from remembering, then got up and stood aside and waited.

"Okay, thank you Ye Lao. Chen Feng frowned slightly, he didn't know why, he always felt that the word cultivation, as if he had been in contact with it.

Merely.

From the old man's mouth, the cultivation seems to be a little different from what he once came into contact with! But now, his soul is broken, his true spirit is slowly recovering, and the memories of the past are like a chaos, and he can't recall anything!