Su Junhan also understands that the biggest problem at the moment is these two, but no matter which way it is solved, it is particularly dangerous.

Moreover, the physical body and the sea of consciousness complement each other, and if one of them moves, the other will also fall into a rout.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and said, "Rong Chen thinks about it again, maybe it's not that there is no way." ”

Su Junhan nodded slightly, and then asked, "Why don't you call the Tong Daoist and the Tao'er girl back?" ”

Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Besides, Chen doesn't have any ideas now, he can't let people run in vain, if there is no way in the end, wouldn't it be even more unimaginable." ”

Ning Bufan is swaying in this Yuanshan, with the waist card of the Yuanshan Fox Clan, as long as it is revealed, no one will offend him without a long eye.

I have to say that this place is really beautiful, and every mountain and water is particularly quiet.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "No wonder this is a demon domain, even if it's a small grass, if you stay for a while, you can open your mind and wake up your soul." ”

Compared to the human world, this is really a heaven and an underground.

He was lying on the edge of the stream, with a dog's tail in his mouth, and his legs were shaking slightly.

unconsciously, but I remembered the jade butterfly girl again.

"Anyway, that girl is really good-looking......"

Ning Bufan muttered, but remembering the words between the girl and Mr. Chen before, he felt strange again.

Miss Jade Butterfly once called Mr. Chen's father?

So how old is Mr. Chen?

How many hundred years old?

I'm afraid it's more than that, just looking at the momentum of the Jade Butterfly Girl, it is definitely not something that can be achieved in hundreds of years, not to mention that the Jade Butterfly Girl is still the essence of the plum tree, and it is possible to practice for thousands of years.

"Don't be a thousand-year-old monster......

Ning Bufan pursed his lips and thought in his heart.

If he said that he was a thousand years old, he didn't think it was very like, how could this gentleman look like he was a thousand years old when he played the world like this.

If it is an ordinary cultivator, thousands of years have passed, then there is still such an optimistic temperament, not to mention the joke of 'sauce beef' with him in the restaurant that day.

"Could it be a past life?"

Ning Bufan was interested.

He was particularly curious about this, after all, the old monk had also mentioned the so-called 'past life' and 'present life' back then, and when it came to the extraordinaryness of Buddhism, the subtleties in it made Ning Bufan curious but difficult to understand.

I've heard of it, but I've never seen it.

So curious.

If there is really a past life and this life, wouldn't it be a matter of continuation, all of which made Ning Bufan amazed, and the more he thought about it, the more he sank into it.

But suddenly, he suddenly felt a pain in his head again.

"Hiss......"

Ning Bufan clenched his tooth crown and stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows.

He seems to be used to such sudden pain, but every time it hits, he is still so drilling.

"It's hurting again......"

Ning Bufan lost the leisure, at this moment he curled up on the shore, holding his head with both hands, cold sweat was already flowing on his forehead, and his body was also struggling, trying to eliminate some pain.

"Why does it hurt so much this time!"

Ning Bufan felt that his teeth were about to be crushed, and he struggled and rolled on the ground, but he couldn't get relief for a long time.

In previous years, I often had headaches, but it didn't hurt like this.

This made Ning Bufan unexpected.

"Drink ......"

A hoarse voice came from his mouth.

Suddenly, he sat up with his head in his hands.

"Ahhhh

The pain made his eyes red, and his messy hair was even more messy, and he looked like a madman at the moment.

Under the blessing of that pain, he couldn't help but hammer the ground with his head, banging and banging, and his palms clutched the ground, leaving deep finger prints.

He struggled like this for a long time, and finally lost his strength and fainted.

There was only a slight thud, and he fell on the shore, unconscious.

……

When Chen Changsheng knew that Ning Bufan had fainted, it was already sunset.

It was the spirit fox who patrolled Yuanshan and found Ning Bufan who had fainted.

Seeing that he had a waist tag on him, he brought it back.

"Passed out?"

Su Junhan nodded and said, "When I came, I took a look, and there was a wound in his sea of consciousness, probably because of a sudden attack, and he fainted after exhaustion. ”

"Take me to see it."

Su Junhan led Chen Changsheng forward.

When he saw Ning Bufan again, he was already lying on the bed, his face was pale, the palm of his hand had been worn out, and there were scars on his forehead, but it was not difficult to see that he was particularly painful at that time.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward and reached out into the sea of his consciousness.

Sure enough, he found a scar in Ning Bufan's sea of consciousness, this scar was particularly long, as if it was about to split his divine thoughts into two, only a few thin lines were left, like a broken lotus root.

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly when he saw this, but it was the first time he had seen such a situation.

This is going to be broken, what's going on?

Moreover, why is Ning Bufan's divine thought like this, but he is still alive?

When Chen Changsheng was refining the outer incarnation in his early years, he had seen an account of dividing the divine thought from Mr. Zhong, ordinary monks, if Ning Bufan was like this, he would either go crazy or die, but now Ning Bufan is alive and well......

Strange!

Chen Changsheng raised his sleeves and woke him up with pure mana.

Ning Bufan's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes weakly, vaguely visible, and the bloodshot in his eyes had not receded.

The headache has been relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief and called, "Mr. Chen......"

Chen Changsheng asked, "Why did you faint?" ”

"It's an old problem." Ning Bufan replied.

"Old problem?"

"I've been hurting before, but this time it's a little serious, and I fainted in pain."

Ning Bufan's smile was bitter, which he didn't expect.

Chen Changsheng asked, "Your divine thoughts seem to have been split into two parts, with only a few silk threads left, what's going on?" ”

Ning Bufan was stunned after hearing this, and seemed to be a little puzzled.

"Huh?"

Chen Changsheng was surprised, "You don't know? ”

Ning Bufan blinked and said, "Mr. Chen, I don't understand this." ”

Chen Changsheng asked: "You have cultivated the supernatural powers of Buddhism, but you have never peeked into the sea of knowledge?" ”

Ning Bufan paused and said, "The old monk didn't teach me, he just gave me a Dharma ...... at the beginning."

"Is that so......"

Chen Changsheng muttered, "In this way, the injury on your divine mind is probably left without the knowledge of someone when you were fighting the Fa. ”

Ning Bufan was stunned for a moment, and said: "Sir, I haven't fought with anyone, and I only did that time at the Immortal Sealing Conference, and I haven't felt that my divine thoughts have been injured." ”

"And when did you start this headache?"

"Hmm......"

Ning Bufan recalled for a moment and said, "For as long as I can remember, I'm like this. ”