I don't know how long it took, when Mo woke up with the wind, feeling the softness under him, he found himself lying on a luxurious bed of splendid silk, the room exuded the unique aroma of medicinal herbs, and there were many people with sad faces around him, Tie Hanliang was also looking out of the window in a daze with a listless look. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The moment Mo Suifeng's eyes opened, he was discovered by the person who was in charge of taking care of him next to him.

"Iron Chief, come on, young master..... young master has woken up!" Mo Suifeng's voice came from a middle-aged woman's ears.

Mo looked at it with the wind, and what caught his eye was a ***** in his thirties, with excitement and ecstasy on his face.

He smiled slightly, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt that his head was spinning again, very uncomfortable, his lips squirmed for a long time, and after all, he still didn't say anything, and his head tilted and fell asleep.

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When Mo Suifeng woke up again, it was already the early morning of the next day.

This time, he didn't dare to look around, silently looked inward, and checked his condition first.

The physical body is still the same as before, although it is a little weak due to not eating for a long time, but the strength is still there, and there is almost no damage. When he sank his mind into the dantian with anxiety, as expected, he reluctantly found that the three huge cyclones of the original seventh layer of qi refining had shrunk to the size of an egg, looking sluggish and in serious deficit.

Of course, this is not the worst, when his consciousness moved to the Mud Pill Palace, he found something even more tragic, the originally huge and magnificent Great Lake of Zhihai was almost drying up.

Only a shallow layer of divine thoughts around the roots of the old tree remained, indicating that he was indeed a monk with divine thoughts. Visually, it is probably only one ten-thousandth of the original remainder. Ever since he opened up the sea of knowledge, this was the first time that his divine thoughts had been consumed so thoroughly. Before Zhihai entered the palace, according to this situation, it would take at least a year to recover naturally, and I don't know what will happen now.

The roots of the old tree have not changed, but the verdant green leaves have completely dried up, and only where the leaves connect with the old tree, there is still a little bit of greenery, barely connected to the leaves, and it has not been allowed to fall off. Obviously, the energy of the green leaves has been completely consumed.

The loss is so big, there should be a gain! Mo Suifeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, calmed down, and began to visualize the ancient rune on the "One Yuan Sutra". Sure enough, this rune seemed to be firmly imprinted in his mind, and Mo followed the wind to imagine it, and the rune appeared directly in the Mud Pill Palace.

The rune was formed, Mo Suifeng didn't think about it, and with a gentle push, the rune was punched into the golden Bodhi.

The ancient runes and the golden Bodhi, as if they were born to be one-to-one, just touched, the ancient runes were integrated into the Bodhi. The golden Bodhi shook violently again, but this time there was no follow-up sutra.

A big prompt popped up:

Whether or not to fuse the Broken Godhead of the Goddess of Wisdom in the Kemorrah System, the Godhead will merge in the form of an ability, and after merging, you will permanently gain two abilities: 1. Rune Analysis 2. Nengyan. Is it integrated? Yes/No

"The Kmorrah system, the goddess of wisdom, the shattered godhead?"

Mo Suifeng was so tired, and the more he couldn't understand it, but he still subconsciously nodded "yes". It's not that he has a big heart, he has a feeling that if he doesn't click "yes", this broken godhead will leave him 100% immediately.

The moment he just pressed it, the golden bodhi seed suddenly softened, and in an instant, it turned into a golden liquid, seeped into the wisdom root of the Dao, and completely disappeared without a trace, without any information or understanding, reaching his heart.

Mo Suifeng was dumbfounded, wanting to cry without tears, and silently recited with an undying heart: Bodhi Ancestor!

Before the words fell, the water rippled in front of his eyes, and the familiar dialog box reappeared, but the ability suddenly became ----- ability: Divine Thought, Dao Heart, Rune Analysis, and Nengyan (Bodhi Ancestor).

"Nengyan!Nengyan!" Mo muttered to himself as if he were distracted.

What Mo Suifeng didn't know was that at the moment when Jin Bodhi melted, on Fengyang Mountain, not far from Fengyang City, Yu Lingli's body suddenly shook, and under a strange law, all the memories of the "One Yuan Sutra" in her mind disappeared. Yu Lingli suddenly lost her mind, as if she had lost something precious, but when she thought about it, she gained nothing.

In the Heavenly Jade Rune Sect outside the sky, at the same time, hundreds of Daoists also opened their eyes suddenly, and their eyes showed a look of confusion, as if they had lost something important.

Not only that, but in the heavenly world, all the lives who have watched the "One-Yuan Sutra", at this moment, all the memories of the "One-Yuan Sutra" have disappeared strangely.

After a long time, Mo Suifeng suddenly opened his eyes, and the runes in his eyes flowed, flowing with ancient mysteries, as brilliant as starlight, and then he finally burst into laughter.

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"Young master, young master is awake, squire sword, go and inform the eldest master!" A crisp and beautiful girl's voice sounded in Mo Suifeng's ears.

As soon as the girl's voice fell, a rough and loud voice outside the window suddenly sounded, "Hahaha! What? Yes?

Before anyone arrives, the sound is heard first.

"Bang dang" sound, a burly figure, straight waist, white temples of the old man pushed the door in, the old man walked with the majesty of the long-standing position, although the old age spots have climbed up his cheeks, but his bright eyes, completely without the normal turbidity of the old man of this age.

"Master, why are you so fast?" the girl looked at the old man who came in in a hurry, and forced a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mo followed the wind with the rise and fall of his chest, his mind was uneven, although his mind was damaged, but he had already found that there was an old man outside, and before the hour came, he was pacing around the courtyard.

Mo Suifeng felt that his body was already fine, and the old man didn't need to ask if it was his grandfather, so he hurriedly wanted to see him.

He moved too fast, but when he lifted the quilt and stretched his feet out of bed, a cold feeling made him notice that he was completely naked, and he didn't have an inch, which was too big.

Fortunately, his skills are good enough, Mo shook his body with the wind, and slipped back into the bed.

"Haha... Haha...."The old man did not speak, but burst out laughing.

The beautiful maid next to her also blushed, and secretly turned her face to the side, pretending not to see anything.

"You go and tell the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the young master, remember to be light!" The old man was in a good mood, and gently sent the little maid out.

There were only two people left in the room, and the tall old man suddenly had the feeling of walking in a hurry.

"Child, do you know who the old man is?" The old man sat in front of Mo Suifeng's bed, looking at the young man with a beautiful face on the bed, the shadow of the eldest daughter was vaguely left between his eyebrows and eyes, the old man couldn't help but have a sour nose, sadness came from it, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Grandpa!" Mo Suifeng was also sour at the corners of his nose, his eyes were red, that kind of feeling between the bloodlines, how could he not understand that this was his grandfather Ouyang Muge.

With the call of "grandfather", Mo was relieved with the wind, his heart was relaxed, and the mountain that had been heavy in his heart collapsed. From then on, all the causes and effects belonging to Zhong Jie in this world have finally been broken, and there is really no Zhong Jie in the world, only one Mo Suifeng.

"Good boy, good boy, I've been suffering you all these years....." Ouyang Muge's words were choked, and he grabbed Mo Suifeng's hand, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.