By this time, Han Feng's senses in his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears had completely recovered, so he could hear, see, smell, and speak. But because all knowledge is capable www.biquge.info all this seems strange and unusually real, so that he has long forgotten where he is, and only thinks about what these two people say is true and false.

But those two men didn't just say that. Li Jian raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Bai Tong is afraid that if you find him, he will definitely hide on the person you least want to hurt!Han Feng, aren't you the most affectionate and gentle?"

However, Wanrou was not to be outdone, and said: "Lijiao is far more important to you than me, aren't you the most protective of her?"

The two were arguing with themselves, but the door behind Han Feng was suddenly pushed open.

Han Feng thought that there was still that sea of fire behind him, but he wanted to turn around, but he saw that it was pitch black outside the door, and Mingxi walked in with a white light: "It turns out that in your heart, both of them are more important than me!"

After that, the windows in this room were wide open, and the tiles above his head were also revealed, and people who knew him flocked to him, including Zhan Zhongqi, Han Yizhi, and even Liu Quan, Du Lun, Zhan Fan, etc., everyone was talking and attacking each other, gossiping, swords, swords, and shadows, so that people were not bothered.

I don't know when, Han Feng's hand suddenly sank, and when he looked down, he saw that it was the cold iron dagger given by Liu Quan. At this time, he had no time to think about how this cold iron dagger that should have been destroyed appeared in his hand again at this moment, but he felt that there was a thought in his mind, that is, Bai Tong must be hidden among these many people, he killed that person, he could find Bai Tong, and this would eventually end.

In the dark, he was quite impressed by the first words of Liji, but among these many people, who was the one he was most unwilling to hurt?

Is it Wanrou? But when he saw Wanrou pointing the sword at Mingxi, he hurriedly blocked the sword;

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly there was a "buzz" explosion in his mind, and Zhan Zhongqi's voice immediately sounded. The voice did not come from any one person in the room, it was far away and sometimes near, but not far away.

"Profit or emptiness, emptiness or rush, non-person non-self, non-self and non-many!"

This sentence was like a needle pricking in his ear, making Han Feng's body tremble. And at this moment, he finally got a moment of purity, and without thinking, he flipped the dagger and stabbed himself in the chest.

He is the person he least wants to hurt.

When the sword pierced his chest, he didn't feel pain, and there was no blood flowing from the middle sword, but the sword seemed to have its own consciousness, and when it slashed down, it actually opened a big hole in his chest.

A small white hand reached out from the slash and grasped the blade of the sword. Han Feng suddenly felt another tingling pain in his mind in an instant, he involuntarily closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he felt that there was a dappled light and shadow in front of him, and the sunlight shone into the room through the window railing, making everything warm and warm.

Zhan Zhongqi sat on the wooden chair opposite, and he was "whirring" and snorting.

Han Feng gasped heavily, as if he had just gone through a big battle. The chair he sat on was covered with sweat, his feet were too, and the clothes he wore were more like washing, but he could touch the water, see the light, smell the flowers in the air, and listen to the birdsong outside the window, but he still felt frightened and very nervous.

Is it an illusion, or is it an illusion now? If all the consciousness is there, does it mean that all this is real? If not, where are you?

These questions flashed through his mind,

The window was not closed tightly, and a gust of wind came in, stirring the curtain, swirling, and blowing towards the screen again. The wind was blocked by the screen, and drifted to Zhan Zhongqi who was sitting on a wooden chair, and it happened that the dust in the air passed, and a fine dust was blown into Zhan Zhongqi's nostrils, and he shrugged his nose in his sleep and sneezed suddenly.

As soon as he sneezed, he woke up completely, looked at Han Feng who was stunned beside him, yawned, and said with a smile: "You are awake! What are you looking at, looking so attentively?"

As he spoke, another gust of wind blew in. This time the wind blew to the screen and sank, and continued through the gap under the screen until it reached the veil on the bed. Han Feng stared at the veil and muttered, "Seven times." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the veil had swayed gently with the breeze, and it only took seven movements before it returned to tranquility. Zhan Zhongqi watched from the side and was deeply pleased, and said: "It's amazing, isn't it? At that time, I watched the vegetation grow for three days, and I was still obsessed. But I'm different from you, Feng'er, don't you want to save Zhan Fan?"

This sentence "Don't you want to save Zhan Fan" was like a slap in the face, which made Han Feng wake up all of a sudden, and he also felt that he was indeed in reality, not trapped by illusions. He looked at Zhan Zhongqi, his eyes were confused: "Uncle, am I already a formation master?"

"What?" Zhan Zhongqi burst out laughing, and then shook his head, "Haha! Tell me, what did you dream about?"

"Is that all a dream?" Han Feng was stunned, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized. Although the dream is real, but the curtain turns, it is very similar to Bai Tong's "opening", if it is really Bai Tong's hands and feet, then it naturally understands what is most important to him. Han Feng told Zhan Zhongqi everything he had dreamed about, Zhan Zhongqi nodded again and again, and only when he finally heard him stab his backhand sword into his chest, did he stroke his palm and laugh loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful! Take care of yourself first, and then take care of others! How many people in this world refuse to admit this selfish heart, it is rare that you are willing to face it senselessly." ”

Hearing Zhan Zhongqi say, "Take care of yourself first, then take care of others", thinking that he had just advised him not to save Zhan Fan, Han Feng's heart moved slightly. Zhan Zhongqi seemed to see his hesitation, and said, "You've thought about it, but have you decided to go?" Even if you break the 'I barrier' now, when it comes to the depth of the formation, you are still different from that old witch. Hehe, even if Mingxi is compared to you, you are far behind. ”

Han Feng took a deep breath and said categorically: "I still have to go." Uncle, I saw the wind. Every gust of wind is the same and different, just as I am, and I am the same and different in every moment...... Uncle, I can only see so deeply, just because of this, if there is a chance of winning, I will fight for a few percent. But uncle, I have a question, and I would like to ask you to answer it. ”

Zhan Zhongqi said: "You ask." ”

Han Feng said, "Imagine what would happen if my sword stabbed someone else?"

Zhan Zhongqi thought for a moment and said, "You may forget that person." ”

Han Feng let out a long sigh: "That's all?"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "At first. However, human memory is inherently one, and if one part is missing for no reason, it will inevitably affect others. The future is crazy or crazy, in short, nothing good. But since you mentioned dreams, I wondered, didn't you think about what you dreamed about?"

"What did I dream of?" Han Feng's brows moved slightly, "Those are all things I have experienced, and they are different from what I remember, maybe Bai Tong deliberately changed them to confuse me." ”

Zhan Zhongqi vetoed Han Feng's speculation: "No, Bai Tong doesn't have such great ability. You have to listen attentively to what I say next, it has a lot to do with whether you can rescue Zhan Fan. ”

Han Feng involuntarily sat up straight and said, "Uncle Ancestor, I'll listen to you." ”

"Good. Zhan Zhongqi said, "This is not a 'self-obstacle', but a 'cognitive obstacle'." You can only see that gust of wind coming and that gust of wind going now, and you can see what this gust of wind is doing right now, but can you see what it might actually do? Otherwise, this drink and peck are all doomed, even if you are a formation master, how can you change your life against the sky?"

"Only if it is possible, can you make a decision...... Han Feng muttered this sentence in a low voice, and after thinking for a while, he slowly understood, "What does Uncle Zu mean...... Are all the things I dream about that I might actually experience?"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "Yes, that's it. Otherwise, how can you feel like you're there, how can you feel pain, you can hear, you can see? All knowledge can be real! If it happens, it's real. And what the formation master sees is these thousands of possibilities, and what the formation master does is to turn the possibility into certainty, don't you understand it at this moment?"

Han Feng's eyes flickered, as if he had returned to the watershed south of Fengguan Mangcheng at that time. There, Zhan Zhongqi gave him a detailed lecture on the qi of heaven and earth, that is, cause and effect, for the first time. At that time, he thought that it was destined for the stone to fall on the ground, and it was also destined for the ants to crawl out, but Zhan Zhongqi took the initiative to throw the stone, so he naturally thought that in the so-called "Array Master Spider Theory", the weft thread that Zhan Zhongqi pulled out was the action of throwing stones. didn't know that although the stone throwing happened on Zhan Zhongqi's initiative, it was also destined that he would definitely throw it. And the stone may go east, it may go west, it may fall anywhere, all this is the meridian, it is the possibility. And the stone fell into the pit on the ground, this is just one of thousands of possibilities, this is where Zhan Zhongqi really started, this is the weft.

"Sure enough, it's far away. Han Feng sighed lightly, he could only see the result of the wind blowing the curtain now, even if he wanted to change it, he couldn't change it. And this is the biggest distance between him and the formation master, and it is not sudden. Han Feng's heart was both surprised and disappointed, and his eyes were full of respect when he looked at Zhan Zhongqi, and he asked, "Uncle, how did you see those possibilities?"

Zhan Zhongqi said: "After you can see the thousands of possibilities of your own moment, through the thousands of possible incarnations, you can see the thousands of possibilities of everything around you from their eyes, this is the breaking of the 'obstacle of awareness', and then it is the wind movement in his incarnation, and the wind movement in this incarnation." The so-called change of life against the sky is not a change of unwarranted life, but just a change. ”

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