Give him to me, and you can also give me back to reflect on it. Jiang Zhongfeng said indifferently.

Father, do you really want to kill him, do you really want to give him a chance to live? Jiang Yuexi began to be disappointed. Disappointed in his father.

Good granddaughter, it's not that your father doesn't give him life. It's that he's already a dead man. At this time, Jiang Le walked out of the forbidden area. He spoke slowly. The words were steady, as if speaking an indisputable fact.

What? Is he really dead? Jiang Yuexi looked surprised and depressed. In fact, she already knew that Shen Shaoyang was dead. It's just that she hopes her family has a magic spell that can save him.

Yes, he is already a dead man. Don't you know? He doesn't have a heartbeat and a pulse. Jiang Le continued.

Grandpa, can't you bring him back to life? Jiang Yuexi still didn't give up on Shen Shaoyang.

Silly granddaughter, your grandfather and I are not immortals, how can we be angry and come back to life? Jiang Le's attitude was quite kind, but he was also very helpless, and he did not have the magic skill to bring the dead back to life.

What should I do then? Who can save him? Jiang Yuexi persistently asked.

Silly boy, is he really that important to you? Jiang Le's appearance made Jiang Zhongfeng have no right to speak, he could only watch quietly from the sidelines.

Yes, grandpa, I don't want him dead, I want him to come back to life.

Well, you give him to Grandpa, and Grandpa will give it a try and see if there is still a chance of life.

In fact, although Jiang Le knew that Shen Shaoyang's heartbeat and pulse were still, he felt very strange, because judging from Shen Shaoyang's expression, he didn't look like a dead person. If it is a dead person, it should be stiff.

Shen Shaoyang was just like a sleeping child at this time. It's just that unlike the sleeping man, he's too quiet. No breathing, no heartbeat.

It's a strange thing, not like a dead person, but it doesn't have a heartbeat or breath. This makes it difficult to explain whether he is really a dead man.

Really, grandpa, are you sure? Jiang Yuexi showed a little relief in her sadness. She saw a glimmer of hope. At such a time, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

Silly granddaughter, it's really hard for you. Jiang Le said distressedly. No one understood what he meant.

Okay, you give him to grandpa, grandpa carries him into grandpa's backyard to try, this time may take several days, you just go back patiently and wait, but whether you can let him come back to life, then grandpa is not sure.

Well, thank you grandpa. Jiang Yuexi is a smart child, she knows that if she doesn't hand over Shen Shaoyang to her grandfather, then there is really no hope at all. In this case, why not use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, as long as Shen Shaoyang is handed over to his grandfather, he will have hope.

Father, do you really want to save your enemy?" Jiang Zhongfeng said anxiously.

Stroke, in fact, he is not as bad as you think, you think, you were chasing people first, and now people are not going to put you to death, if he wants to kill you, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago, right?

Listening to his father's words, Jiang Zhongfeng had nothing to say. Because his father had said so, it meant that his father had decided not to kill him.

Okay, you can do whatever you want. After Jiang Le finished speaking, Shen Shaoyang carried him into his backyard, that is, in the forbidden area of the Jiang family.

Jiang Le is also a martial arts prodigy, more than seventy years old, his cultivation has already reached the realm of Taoism, and his combat power is incomparable. He meditates and cultivates enlightenment every day, and he can be regarded as a martial idiot.

In this world, the masters of the Dao Sheng realm can be said to be the protagonists of this cultivation world. Those saints are very rare, and there are only a handful.

Although there are many more masters in the Dao Sheng realm now, those masters in the Dao Sheng realm are all young people of this generation, and those people want to compare with old Dao masters like Jiang Le, it will be a bit of a distance. After all, this is an old monk who has been cultivating for decades. He was well-informed, and deeply studied all kinds of Tao and magic.

Passing through the back door of the Jiang family, it is the backyard of the Jiang family, which is the forbidden area. It can be said that this place is a blessed land.

Jiangjia forbidden area, the scenery is beautiful, full of green, green trees, the yard is dozens of miles in size, and there is a clear river flowing through it in the middle, I don't know where it flows, giving people a sense of sacred harmony.

Not only in the river, but also in the yard, there are many natural stone benches, stone tables, and stones grow there. It gives a very quiet and natural feeling.

No wonder Jiang Le's cultivation and state of mind are so extraordinary, it turns out that he is cultivating enlightenment in this kind of place.

There is an abundance of aura here. It is very suitable for cultivation, enlightenment, and cultivation.

Jiang Le put Shen Shaoyang on a natural stone bed. Shen Shaoyang just lay on the natural stone bed, and in the stone bed, the natural essence accumulated over time was far from fusing with Shen Shaoyang's body.

This ・・・・・ Jiang Le was a little surprised. This boy is really extraordinary. His body was actually able to become one with the natural stone bed, and his body was absorbing the essence of nature.

The natural essence here can definitely be said to be pure natural essence, not mixed with the dirty breath outside.

Jiang Le originally planned to use his great mana to communicate Shen Shaoyang's heartbeat and pulse, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

This boy can heal himself with the help of the essence and order of nature and the law. This method is really not simple.

Jiang Le originally felt strange, this young man obviously had no breath and pulse, but why did his expression not change? It turned out that this young man was connected with nature and had been cultivating himself through nature.

It's weird. It's a miracle. After living so many years, he had never seen anything like it.

Jiang Le quietly watched as the natural essence continued to merge with Shen Shaoyang's body.

Shen Shaoyang was full of vitality at this time, and his essence seemed to be his life, his breath, and naturally his body. Shen Shaoyang's sleep is calm and harmonious, and his face is even more natural and delicate, like an aura boy in a dream, very cute and handsome.

A steady stream of essence poured into Shen Shaoyang's body, and at this time, the sleeping skeleton woke up, he felt comfortable all over his body, and the fresh breath was baptizing his divine consciousness and giving him spirit.

He wanted to come out to see what was going on, but the skull jar was sealed by Shen Shaoyang, and it couldn't come out. The skeleton is very sleepy, and during this time he has been growing, has been spending time in deep sleep, and his cultivation has continued to break through.

At this time, the skeleton had already reached the realm of the fifth level of the sky, and its strength was terrifying, and its cultivation was too amazing.

Shen Shaoyang's "god" gradually woke up. He brushed shoulders with death and touched the realm of death. This kind of experience has been very rewarding for him. This is one of the things that comes in the experience of red dust.

But everything in the red dust, for Shen Shaoyang, who has cultivated the Red Dust Sutra, it is all a kind of cultivation and a kind of enlightenment.

Shen Shaoyang's god was looking at the empty world. The world is big and endless. Standing in the air, quietly breathing in the breath of red dust, he felt that he was nature, and he was the void. He is a body naturally condensed from the void.

His body adheres to nature, nature is constantly walking with time, and his body is constantly growing and growing.

Dao ・・・・・ a large avenue appeared in front of his eyes. It was a road that led him forward. The avenue spreads out in front of your eyes, under your feet. As long as he walks on that avenue, he can sing all the way and keep going.

Shen Shaoyang was not in a hurry to embark on that natural avenue. Looking back, he found himself standing on the road of that avenue.

Where is this a path?Shen Shaoyang said in a low voice. In a trance, he seemed to see a young man on that road deducing nature and practicing martial arts.

It's exquisite, it's profound, it's natural. Isn't that boy just himself?

After taking a closer look, Shen Shaoyang realized that the young man looked exactly like himself. Shen Shaoyang quietly looked at the one in front of him who was fighting martial arts.

The young man's demeanor was harmonious, expressionless, and natural. He was gesturing intently.

The young man's hands seemed to be pulling the essence of the void, creating the order of various natural laws. Between the opening and closing of his hands, the endless essence turned into tangible orders, and those orders were spreading the avenue and merging with nature.

Shen Shaoyang looked at everything quietly, those were his secret techniques, he was revisiting his secret techniques.

Poof... After a while, those images shattered. Shen Shaoyang's body had a heartbeat, a beating pulse, and he could breathe freely.