"Let's get started, it's not good to drag on for a long time. Mo Feng saw the emaciated and worried Yan Lao, and he couldn't bear to let such an old man wait all the time.

Nian Yubai withdrew the hand that was pressed on Qi Qi's forehead: "I have checked it five times, and there is absolutely no residual cold breath, you guys." ”

"Fu Heaven and Earth are born with a bright soul, and the soul is transformed into a soul...... Zi Chenruo thought softly, and a pale white divine flower flowed from his fingertips, as if a floating and lingering fairy qi immersed himself in his uncivilized soul sea from the center of the boy's eyebrows.

"The soul gathers and settles, combines the foundation of the five elements, and divides the ......qi of the two instruments," Mo Feng chanted, and a beam of warm white light also overflowed from his fingertips, merging with Zichenruo's path, turning into the light when Hongmeng first opened, and smearing in the boy's empty soul sea world.

The white light fell like spring rain, dyed with the breath of life in the silent nothingness.

As a result, everything recovered, the ice melted and the snow melted, and the dark soul sea world was like a tender green seed being sown, pulling out the buds little by little and growing strongly.

In an instant, it was a towering tree.

“...... Therefore, the spring rainfall is moist, fading the barren and condensing life, and changing the number of lives against the tide. Zichenruo's voice was light and ethereal, just like her ethereal piano sound.

"The foundation of soul condensation is to reshape, shape the soul, and create nature. The outline of more than 100 words of "Soul Condensation" lingered in Mo Feng's mind like gurgling water, and his mind was empty and peaceful, and he didn't need to think about it.

The towering trees were dense and verdant, rooted in the boy's soul sea, shaking out green light like rain, and the diffuse branches and leaves were overwhelming, filling most of the originally empty soul sea world.

also filled in a missing corner of his soul.

It has to be said that this is a miracle.

However, Mo Feng, who participated in the miracle-making process, was also shocked in his heart, even if he was sluggish, he realized that this was by no means an ordinary auxiliary recovery soul technique, this kind of means of turning decay into magic was not many steps higher than those soul skills that could only simply accelerate the recovery of soul power, or rather, the two were not the same type of thing at all!

"Soul Condensation" is only about a hundred words, and it is definitely the most abbreviated soul technique that Mo Feng has ever seen, but when he finished reading the four words "Creation and Transformation", he always felt empty in his heart, as if everything had just begun, and it came to an abrupt end.

Perhaps, this is not all of "Soul Condensation". Today, it can fill in a missing corner of the soul, so does it also mean that if the soul is broken, it can also stitch it back up?

If this was the case, Mo Feng didn't dare to evaluate the value of the Soul Condensation Technique, which was probably even more shocking and incredible than the mysterious jade pendant that could restore his broken meridians.

Mo Feng subconsciously looked at Zi Chenruo, but only saw her calm side face, her eyes were just staring at the little boy on the bed, as if she was deliberately avoiding something.

A boy named Kiki finally wakes up from the endless black nightmare.

"Ana, Ana......" he shouted repeatedly with tears as he opened his eyes.

"Ana is here, Kiki is good, Kiki doesn't cry......" Yan Lao hurriedly came to the bedside, hugged his grandson tightly, his dark purple eyes were full of the gentlest love, his hands that were as dry as old bark gently touched the boy's hair curled and burned like flames, and for a while old tears were in full swing.

He only has such a grandson, and Kiki's parents died early, and he is Kiki's whole world.

If, if Qi Qi can't wake up again, even though he is a family of flame elders, what is the point of the following days?

It's better to live than to die.

Zichenruo turned around slightly, lowered his eyelids, and covered up the shallow sadness.

Many years ago, there was also a gentle woman who gently hugged her, pointed to the flowers in the garden, and told her the name and meaning of each flower one by one.

She always remembered that her mother's favorite was the Luolang flower, its petals were small, so fragile that they seemed to be withered by the wind, but when a large piece of it was in full bloom, it was just like the stars in the sky, full of the most beautiful dreams, pure white and clean, elegant and beautiful.

The Luolang flower blooms only once a year, for only a quarter of an hour at a time.

It was so short, so short that when it bloomed every year, she couldn't see enough, just like the gentle and elegant face of her mother in her memory, which was a love that she could no longer touch.

The flower language of Luo Langhua is that I only want to cherish this moment.

Just like the life of the mother.

Looking at the immature boy in front of him crying wantonly in his grandfather's arms, and looking at the old man's face mixed with joy and sorrow after being lost, Zichenruo's heart lake, which had always been calm and waveless, finally rippled, and a piece of the softest place was inadvertently touched.

She also wants to go back to her ignorant childhood, but all the good things can never be returned. Thinking of the heavy pressure she was carrying, she didn't even know if she would be able to face her current friends calmly in a few years.

"Are you alright?" Mo Feng finally noticed that something was wrong with Zi Chenruo's state.

"It's just that the soul power is a bit too much. Zichen said softly.

Because she was really scared, she talked too much, and after Mo Feng knew too much, it would bring him a catastrophe that she would never want to see.

She really had too few friends, so few that she didn't want to lose any of them, but the world was always so helpless, how could the young man in front of him know that the memory images he saw that day were enough to bring him death?

If she was just Zichenruo, how good would it be, she didn't have to suppress herself like this, suppress all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, dare not laugh presumptuously and clearly, and dare not cry cowardly and helplessly, she could only wrap herself tightly under the shell of cold and indifference, and dare not let others find out anything wrong.

Of course, it's not that she can't hear other people's ridicule of her and Mo Feng, but every time she is flustered, she can only pretend not to care, and wipe out all the thoughts or delusions that shouldn't appear.

She didn't know if she liked him, she didn't dare to think about it, and she could even say that she didn't dare to think about it.

If it is destined to be fruitless, then it is better not to start at all. That's it, not far away, not close, if you are away, just friends.

It can only be friends.

......

After the night attack of the Soul Clan, everyone stayed in the town for two more nights, and after seeing that nothing unusual happened, they asked Elder Yan to say goodbye.

"Kiki, remember that if you have free time every day, just find a quiet place, relax your body, and don't think about anything else except concentrating on one breath and one breath, and last for two moments, two or three times a day. Before leaving, Zichen didn't forget to tell him.

In fact, this is already the simplest method of soul power cultivation, of course, it is the kind that lays the foundation for entry, not the cultivation of the spiritual realm.

Although Qi Qi didn't seem to understand, she still nodded vigorously, her flaming fluffy hair shook and shook, and she looked very cute.

"Big brother and big sister, I will always remember you, until Qi Qi grows up and becomes the most powerful Hanke in the clan, huh...... Just like Ana, I'm going to go to you to repay the favor. Kiki tilted her head and said seriously.

The old flame next to him smiled happily, looking at this grandson who seemed to have grown up overnight, his heart was full of indescribable pride.

"Okay, we'll wait. Nian Yubai laughed and said.

Elder Yan took off the golden bracelet on his right wrist and solemnly handed it to Mo Feng and said, "This Burning Flame Ring will be given to you, after you finish your business, you can go to the center of my Li Yan Clan at any time in the future! ”

Although Yan Lao did not explain the use of this bracelet in detail, he could guess that it must be very precious, so Mo Feng solemnly took it and thanked him.

Elder Yan said softly, "As for the matter of the Soul Clan...... I will react to the clan, if I don't know it, the peace that my Liyan clan has worked hard for many years will collapse. ”

The Soul Brake Clan ignored the other five clans, but they ran to get along with their Li Yan clan, no matter how good their temper was, there was no reason to suffer in silence. Even if the Soul Brake Clan doesn't seem to be as weak as everyone thinks, the Li Yan Clan will never admit it.

"Then let's go?" Gu Xuan looked at Elder Yan.

"Let's go, you can take them on a boat with a drift boat, and teach them how to use them on the way, presumably the young people should learn these things quickly. Elder Yan nodded.

"Huh?" Mo Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned, feeling as if he had heard a new term?

Before he could react, he saw Gu Nian looking up at the sky, holding up a small box, and a brilliant red light like sunset overflowed from the box, straight into the sky.

"Whew!"

A piercing whistling sound sounded suddenly, and a huge UFO pierced the sky and fell from the sky, like a falling meteorite, and the three of Mo Feng subconsciously moved a few steps away so as not to hit themselves.

However, instead of crashing to the ground with a bang, the massive UFO came to a sharp brake a foot above the ground and hovered perfectly.

I saw a beautiful line of fiery red boat scattered a fireworks, only the red flame at the bottom of the boat was still burning, it looked like a beautiful work of art, and a mast was propped up in the center of the ship, like an umbrella to open a white canvas, just enough to block the wind, but not to cover the view.

Nian Yubai was dumbfounded: "This, this, this...... What is this thing?"

Due to the solution of the mysterious murderer incident, Gu Xuan was in a good mood, and explained with great interest: "This is also the research result of Lord Yan, to some extent, it is more popular than the Flame Blasting Stone, we all call it the Flowing Fire Boat, which can carry no more than ten people flying in the sky. After it was popularized throughout the clan, a large number of similar flying machines came out, what a cloud boat, a tassel blanket, all of which were based on the same principle, and it was said that a foodie in the clan came up with a series of flying machines, the shape was the same as a bowl, and it was engraved with various delicacies of our clan, and every time I saw it, I was hungry if I was not hungry......"

Seeing that Nian Yubai was still in a daze, Gu Yi pulled everyone onto the Flowing Fire Boat, and laughed: "You foreign clans shouldn't have this kind of thing, right?