The residual aura made Chu Fei's heart startle, and the strong uneasiness urged his true qi to twitch violently. In an instant, a large amount www.biquge.info of True Qi leaked out, and a powerful shockwave swept directly over the body of the mortal next to him.

Suddenly, screams rose one after another, and it turned out that these mortals couldn't even withstand the true qi that Chu Fei had slightly escaped. At this time, they vomited blood and wailed one by one, and even worse, they had passed out unconscious, and they had more breath and less breath.

At this time, the peasant women in the distance had already left the house, and they just happened to see Chu Fei's true qi leaking out, and then saw their husbands, fathers, and sons lying on the ground, their faces were pale, and they almost fainted.

"Immortal spare your life, please don't kill my child, my child is only three years old. ”

"Ah Niu, Ah Niu!" the peasant woman cried as she brandished her scythe and attacked Chu Fei.

Seeing this, several peasant women around instantly opened their arms and hugged the angry peasant woman with a pounce. For a while, there were cries, shouts, begs for mercy, and cursing. The saddest thing is that everyone is praying towards Chu Fei, begging for Chu Fei's forgiveness and begging the immortals to spare their lives.

Seeing this scene, Chu Fei was full of thoughts, and then looked at the farmers around him who were almost dying, and shook his head helplessly.

"Alas, I don't know when it started, I no longer have the identity of a mortal. I seem to have learned that the boy was ignoring me. Thinking of this, Chu Fei had already changed to a helpless wry smile, and finally he seemed to have changed his mentality, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Forget it, count your chances." I, Chu Fei, also became a so-called immortal. ”

As soon as the words fell, Chu Fei had already cut his fingers. Crystal blood poked out of the tiny wounds. In an instant, Chu Fei's gravitational technique had already been activated, and with the assistance of his divine sense, the originally clumsy gravitational technique turned into the most sensitive tentacles.

A drop of blood differentiates until it turns into hundreds of drops of fluid that are invisible to the naked eye. A dense pink mist shrouded Chu Fei's body directly. At this moment, Chu Fei was like a god descending to earth.

Seeing this, the surrounding peasant women stopped crying one by one and held their breath, and even they, as mortals, felt the vitality in it.

Under Chu Fei's operation, these hundreds of drops of blood rushed towards the mouths of those dying peasants. Chu Fei's blood carried the powerful effect of the Fountain of Life. Crystal drops of blood had just dropped between the lips, and the powerful recovery power had already taken effect.

Gradually, the peasants who were lying on the ground wailing stopped calling, and many people had already stood up and looked at Chu Fei suspiciously. He even took off his shoes and hat, and worshiped Chu Fei in the most holy state.

"The heavens descend to the earth!

"Qiongzhi nectar! This is the fairy water that the immortals gave us. I..."

The peasants have already felt the condition in their bodies, and the vigorous vitality has completely healed their bodies.

"No!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a broken leg with a dark complexion exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes looked at him, and everyone's eyes shrank at the same time. Because... Because...

"My legs! My legs are starting to grow back. My legs!" the man was already ecstatic, and the excitement in his eyebrows could not be contained. Before he could wait for his leg to come out halfway, he had already knelt down towards Chu Fei with the most pious posture, "Thank you!

Chu Fei closed his eyes, his heart was indifferent, the opportunity he just said was here. Because his blood can be restored in proportion to the upper limit, even if the limb is broken, the person is not alive, as long as the person is alive, he must be in the best condition.

"My hands! My hands have grown. The big cow closest to Chu Fei made a cheerful sound, he who almost died just now stood alive on the ground again, and the hand he had lost for a few months began to sprout again at this moment.

In the next second, the woman with the sickle was already crying with joy, she dropped the sickle, and ran desperately towards her husband. When she arrived at the side, she knelt down directly and cried at Chu Fei constantly.

"I deserve to die for my sins, I deserve to die for my sins, the immortals are angry!" she pleaded, slapping her face with her own hand.

Seeing this, Chu Fei felt a little more sentimental in his heart.

"Xiaoyao, not Xiaoyao..."Chu Fei thought silently in his heart, he gently grabbed the woman's arm with one hand, and seemed to touch her already flushed face with some distress.

Traces of blood appeared, slowly burrowing into the woman's face. The originally red and swollen cheeks returned to their usual state in an instant.

"Why bother? I'm not angry. Alas, everyone, listen to me, stand up, and speak slowly. Chu Fei knew that his image was already ingrained, and even if he behaved peacefully now, it would only make others more devout towards him.

Perhaps many monks were obsessed with this feeling, but in Chu Fei's eyes, it was a kind of sadness. It's a sorrow that is limited by pride, and it's a sorrow that is a human monk.

He didn't know the main truth, but countless reading experiences in his previous life had taught him that only human beings were the foundation of monks.

The women were still crying, the big cow was still kneeling, everything was the same as Chu Fei had imagined, the mortals did not relax because of their actions, but chose to be further pious.

Chu Fei knew that things could not be changed, he silently closed his eyes, stood in place, felt the worship around him, and his heart was quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but the inner pain of the people around me had already been vented, and they stopped their movements one by one, and secretly prepared their most noble understanding.

Chu Fei was at ease with himself, he was playing with his divine sense at the moment. He was like a child, gladly observing every corner through his senses.

The divine consciousness expands, covering ten miles of land. It's a pity that in such a large range, the subtleties are really not clear.

The divine consciousness is shrunk, and there is only a place of size, but the surface of things is very detailed

This sensation is neither sight nor hearing, but a wonderful sensation that comes from the soul and is distinct from the body. It's like you can't use color to describe sound, and you can't use taste to describe vision, Chu Fei pondered for a long time, but he never thought of giving a definition to this sense.

After playing for a long time, he finally sighed with emotion: "The foundation building monk is really powerful. I only know a fraction of the magic of the divine sense, and if it were all developed, what a sight it would be. ”

In fact, he didn't know that his divine sense, whether in strength or other aspects, was already several times superior to that of ordinary monks. Just like his reason, what flourished on his strong foundation could not be compared to that of an ordinary foundation building monk.

Only those rare sons of heaven dare to compete with Chu Fei in this regard!