The forest, the cave, there was a crescent head inside, and the big black bear was scratching the ground angrily next to it, staring at Ye Feng with small eyes, but he didn't dare to have the slightest attack.

On the other side of Ye Feng, the round hole has also woken up leisurely.

The little monk was startled when he saw the big bear.

But when he saw Ye Feng meditating cross-legged and closed his eyes, he immediately relaxed again.

"Awake?"

The exercises in the body worked, and continued to fight with the black soul energy, that thing has a strong autonomy and is difficult to tame, but fortunately, the situation has been stabilized for the time being.

"Uncle Shi, I said that I was forced before, do you believe it?" looked at Ye Feng cautiously, Yuankong's face was full of tears, and his acting skills were very good.

"You are really similar to your master and your ancestor!"

Glancing at the round hole, Ye Feng sighed, this little guy's shamelessness doesn't look like a monk at all.

"If you want to survive in troubled times, and you don't want to die, you can't help it." was pierced, and simply didn't pretend, and the round hole looked helpless, "But this time, I really almost died." ”

Although he can still fart with Ye Feng, in fact, Yuankong's injury is very serious.

His injuries were not physical, but mental.

The use of fate, supernatural power consumes very pure spiritual power, and if he wants to capture Ye Feng's attack trajectory, the consumption is naturally not small.

At this moment, his soul seemed to be torn apart, torn apart, full of cracks, and his head was actually very painful, as if there were countless grass and mud horses galloping and trampling all the time.

"It's hard for you, you can still talk and laugh when you bear the pain of your soul."

In this regard, Ye Feng really admired the round hole.

It is said that Guan Yunchang scraping bones to cure poison is very powerful, but the pain in the body has an upper limit, and it will become numb after a long time, and it will form a habit and slowly adapt, while the pain of the soul is endless and endless.

"The flesh is just a stinky skin, it doesn't matter."

"Besides, suffering is part of the practice itself." Yuankong smiled, he had experienced the practice of ascetics, and these were nothing.

"Maybe."

Ye Feng said, "Since you can still speak normally, then stop gagging and say something normal." ”

"For example, the black dragon on Zhu Di's body, and the will on the black dragon."

Ye Feng now wants to figure out what is going on in this world, it was Yin Zhong before, and now it is Yingzheng, why does this world want to go to heaven?

"It's too specific for the little monk to know, it's just that a few years ago, His Majesty swept through the north and disappeared alone on the Great Wall for a few days, and then it became a little different when he came back."

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

"I didn't have enough ability before, and I couldn't observe anything."

"A few days ago, I suddenly comprehended the fate, and when I observed it again, the little monk only felt that His Majesty had a heavenly will, and he directly expelled the little monk."

"If it weren't for the lack of murderous intent at that will, I'm afraid the little monk would have hung up as soon as possible."

When it came to the situation at that time, Yuankong's face was afraid, and he didn't pretend to be a monk at all.

"Don't you have a fate? Didn't you see the results before you peeped at someone's house? Ye Feng asked quietly.

"This is the key, since he comprehended the fate, the little monk has to look at everything, but he didn't expect anything from this matter."

"Later, when I thought about it carefully, it was probably that the strong will had surpassed the fate that the little monk could perceive."

"In fact, the so-called fate is like a rule, the rules in the school can bind the students, through this rule, the teacher can see the effect through the cause triggered by the student, but this rule does not apply to people outside the school."

"The same is true of fate, what the little monk can see should be very limited."

Without Ye Feng asking, Yuankong said his perception of fate very familiarly.

Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi, he himself comprehended in the misty lake, and he couldn't figure it out, so he could only use it superficially, so what he said was also very one-sided.

"And how did you feel when you saw my attack trajectory?" Ye Feng asked again.

"A fish jumps out of the water and happens to see you fall back into the water, and that's it." Yuankong said softly, "You are so powerful, if it were an ordinary person, I would not only be able to see his action falling back into the water, but also the effects it caused, such as splashing water, etc., and even the picture of the fisherman scooping it up with a net." ”

"But you don't see that."

"All the little monk can do is vaguely find out about you."

Slightly bowed, Ye Feng probably understood a little, the so-called fate, similar to prediction, but it may be deeper, with some causal fur.

"I heard that there is a Buddha over there, do you know?" Ye Feng suddenly thought of Yin Zhong's words before.

"Buddha?"

Hearing this, Yuankong shook his head, and then suddenly said, "Uncle Shi, do you think I look like a Buddha?" ”

"Maybe knocking a little more bag on your head would be more like." Ye Feng said.

"Then I don't know a monk who is more powerful than me in Beiming."

"Moreover, over the years, His Majesty has also suppressed monks, intentionally or unintentionally." Yuankong's answer was not modest at all, but he was only realistic.

Bowing slightly, Ye Feng did not answer.

"Uncle Shi, how is Your Majesty?" Seeing that Ye Feng didn't say anything, he closed his eyes again, began to meditate, and then asked.

"Burned to ashes." Ye Feng opened his mouth and said.

"Amitabha."

After reciting the Buddha's name, Yuankong's expression was as usual, "He is dead, it seems that the world can be stable for the time being." ”

"Zhu Gaochi is more stable and patient than his father."

Still didn't respond to Yuankong's self-talk, Ye Feng just felt that the monks of Daoyan's vein actually liked to care about national affairs.

"Go hunting, get something to eat."

Stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of the big black bear's eyebrows, the big black bear was stunned in place for a moment, and the expression that was originally very angry immediately turned into spring breeze and rain at this moment, with the injection of a wisp of innate qi, it has been completely domesticated.

Roar roar roar ~~~

With a low roar, the big black bear immediately ran out of the cave to find food for Ye Feng.

"Uncle Shi, can I help in any way?" You don't need to ask to know that Ye Feng is not right now, the chapped skin, the traces of oozing blood, the blood lines all over the body, although the aura is forcibly suppressed, but if there is nothing, there is a flood that will burst at any time.

In this aura, the round hole is uncomfortable all over the body, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Just don't mess around."

Ye Feng said.

After saying that, all the spirit was immersed in the body, concentrating on dealing with the black mustang-like soul energy in the body.

As for the round holes ....

If he had bad intentions, Ye Feng would immediately let him be his trash can.

The black soul energy in the body is a bomb, which is very dangerous, but if you can disassemble and study it, it is a treasure.

Of course, the process of dismantling is dangerous, but if there is one case, it will explode.

And this is also one of the reasons why Ye Feng deliberately brought this guy over.