Chapter 136: Mind

Interpretation is actually not a retreat.
He just needs to think alone, trying to remember the night of the snowy mountain many years ago.
- His father led the group of people to catch up in the back, the wind and the snow, it is difficult to distinguish the direction, the snow is not enough. It is impossible to get rid of those followers.
This is the winter of the Daxue Mountain. It is halfway up the mountain, and even the animals can hardly see one.
He let the wounds freeze, and the faint suffocation has long been blown away by the wind. For so, the tight murder is still haunting, and the blood is tumbling, like a hand sticking into the chest. Can't stop stirring.
The heart twitches, the pulse of the sudden beat, and the sharp pain of the knife is transmitted to the limbs.
It is the closest to death and a desperate unspeakable.
At that time, it was nearly three hundred years of practice, and even if it was placed in the North Xuan School, it was rare to see it. The same door even worried about his master Nan Hongzi. He said half-jokingly every day, "If you are flying above your master, How is this going to be good?"
In the life of the release, in addition to the release of the young son in the city, the disease can not be valued in the years, the release of the South has been taught by Nan Hongzi and Bei Xuan sent a kind of pride from the bones. He has this qualification, and also has this ability, the Mahayana monk who is less than three hundred years old...
Even if faced with the dangers of the North Xuan faction, even if you can only choose to kill Nan Hongzi, when you break out, there is no such abhorrent.
There was originally a thing that no matter how high it was and what kind of person it became, it could not be rid of it.
"You can't escape!"
"Aggregate the family of comprehension, when the child is born, the blood is held by the loved ones. You are born to be a Lejia person. Death is also the soul of Lejia. This is the brand you can never get rid of! Don't listen to your grandfather and father. The order is only life is not as good as death."
In the sound of the snow, the screaming and angry screams seemed to be near.
- They really caught up with it.
"How long can you rely on the real pressure to suppress this pain? Ten days, half a year, or forever?"
The ridiculous laughter comes from his brother, Le.
Rao is now reminiscing, and the malice in the laughter can also disturb his mind.
"Sister brother..."
Suddenly a soft call was heard from the ear, and the brow furrowed, and the smell of the whole body was collected.
Released slowly and opened his eyes, a touch of blood quietly faded from his eyes.
Chen Wo was a little scared and cautiously called again: "Brother?"
"I have nothing to do."
There is nothing in this quiet room, no windows, no decoration, not even a symbol.
At this moment, it is the night and the quiet, when the child alternates, when Chen He pushes the door in, there is not even a figure outside the porch. It is a very unreasonable thing to say that the demon is retreating. The secret room will not say it, at least There is a trap to prevent the array, and then guard the more than a dozen experts or something. It’s just that these reliefs are not needed, and he does not trust the so-called subordinates.
Of course, there are stupid people sent to send dead ghosts to temptation, but the results can be imagined.
At the time of the release, the real element filled with the ruin of the atmosphere filled the entire room. Don’t say that the door was pressed, the half-arm of the guy who pressed the door on the door was abolished, and when the screaming escaped, the demons repaired Looking at him, he fell to the ground, his face was twisted, and he died. After a quarter of an hour, the body seemed to die in the desert, and it was scary.
Everyone has a cold greeting, not to mention the door, and no one is willing to step in the entire courtyard.
Chen He is very relaxed, and the same as the source of the North Xuan Pai practice, just let him feel that the body is cold, pushing the door is extremely uncomfortable, as if the winter is still being poured into the face with ice.
However, after entering the door, Chen Wo would not dare to come closer.
Not afraid of dispelling, but worrying about the release, the brothers seem to be entering.
"Brother, what do you think of?" Chen He saw the answer, only to take a few steps.
Interpretation of silence for a long while, shaking his head.
Before the younger brother did not say the name of
There is no such thing as a martyrdom
, Shiyan always thought that the practice became strange because he wanted to abandon all the blood flowing on his body, and the shackles brought by this natural blood.
The person who sent the music to the Lejia family said it was good. He couldn’t escape. As long as he was released, he would always be affected by the blood.
Le Yun is full of malicious saying: "Unless your blood is exhausted, just a dead person, the soul still escapes the torture of the refining spirit?"
After hearing the sound of the wind and the snow, I thought again: I will not die, nor will I have to run out of blood. Just kill all of you, will it become?
"Brother!"
Released again, awake, some embarrassed, could not help but squinted with his hand.
Chen Wo spontaneously moved to the back of the release, and reached out and pressed the sides of his forehead with cold sweat.
The real element slowly injects with the action, and the warmth infiltrates, but it is not released into the meridians, and it is destroyed.
"No need." Released Chen’s hand and prevented the younger brother from being wasting the real thing.
"Things have not yet reached the point where they can't be solved."
Chen He’s eyes wide open, and the plausible words said to him,
Senior brother, I think your practice will definitely not be more convincing than me. It is more serious to call people to kill me.

"Speaking something stupid." Dispelled Chen He, "Not the same thing."
"I think it is." Chen Wo is dissatisfied. "Senior brother, you are just a strange thing to use. It makes people scared. Others have no effect. The brothers have never been enchanted. The way of flying will not refuse you. Even if you can't figure it out. Wait until the ascendant finds the seniors of the North Xuan faction, don't you understand?"
The release was fixed to see him. After a long time, he sighed: "You are right."
Chen He heard the words happy.
In fact, he finished the words of Ji Changge on the same day, and saw that he did not say anything about it. When he turned to retreat, Chen He regretted it.
It’s just a name for the practice. I know what it’s for, and I don’t know what to do next.
Most of the world's magical obstacles are not visible, and they are unpredictable. In order to create their own exercises, there have been many monks who have gone into flames. Chen He is worried that the release of the monk is also dangerous.
Moreover, the essential changes in the interpretation of the martial arts are originated from an unspeakable tragedy. No matter who recalls, they can only feel pain.
"Brother, don't you want to?" Chen He didn't want to see the release of the kind of life without the interest, mixed with the anger of despair and killing, just like the blush that faded from the bottom of the eye, it always existed. Scars.
"Ok."
Released and touched Chen Wo’s forehead.
"In this world, the important thing is nothing but you and me. Let me go with him for the time being."
Chen He's face was tight. In order to avoid the feeling of embarrassment, he quickly said: "Don't be disappointed, brother, I think if we can find Master, the problem of the exercises is well solved."
"This..." hesitated a moment.
Chen He got in his ear and asked: "Brother, you seem to be afraid of Master."
"Nonsense!" The instinct of the instinct screamed, and the homeopathic Chen He took the restlessness in his arms, lest he exhale his own ears.
"Why didn't you find it?"
After a moment of silence, he whispered: "The Master's soul didn't find the reincarnation in time. First, I followed the big snowy mountain, and I repeatedly chanted it two days before I was in a coma. When he woke up, he had already left. I have never used it for many years. If Master is fine, I should wait for me to be awake. There is only one possibility for him to leave. That is, the soul cannot continue to drift, and must find the body."
Chen He nodded and said that he understood.
"But the snowy mountains are cold and unusual. Except for the North Xuan School and the Qiankun Temple, there are no mortals on the mountain. There are no people in a few hundred miles."
Chen He heard the words, his heart jerked: "You mean -"
"Exactly, I dare not look for... Chen Wo, I don't dare to look for it." The voice of the release was extremely low, and finally a slight tremor.
Perhaps Nan Hongzi left, and he found a body to settle down. In this world, he could not become a monk at all, because he did not have time to pick the good roots of the roots.
Perhaps Nan Hongzi did not leave, the soul completely dissipated in the ice gap of the Daxue Mountain, next to the release...
In ancient times, the magic repairs could fly, and recently they released Chen He and they learned that at least in this world there is a way to repair and fly. However, Nan Hongzi did not know that his soul was not going to leave, that is, he was worried that the only apprentice would be enchanted in this disaster.
- This is not worth it.
All the hardships and hardships are nothing after they are thrown away. Because of such awkward kinship, the final release of the sorrows can not be soared. In Nanhongzi’s view, it is impossible, and Nan Hongzi is dead, for apprentices. How will he choose?
"I don't know..." Du Fu repeated it, holding Chen He's hand to tighten.
Chen He endured the pain in his hand and whispered comfort: "Brother, don't worry. Master must have lived again. Even if it is not a monk, how much do you think he will do? Can do the account, he will repair the roof, and he will recite the scriptures. Live very well."
I will not release my words, but just let go of my hands.
Not being convinced by Chen He, he only understood in his heart that no matter what the truth is, Nan Hongzi’s life is good, and death is a foregone conclusion. No matter what he does afterwards, it will not help.
The world's ridiculous things are so big - humble hours, only feel that they are useless, can not save everything, but in the end holding the power of tyranny, above all things, still can not change this desperate regret.
"Brother, I will find you with you, I can definitely find it." Chen He insisted that his eyes were slightly bright in the dark night. "My masters, as long as the soul has not been thoroughly refining, even if it is scattered, there are traces to follow, but it will be lost. It’s just a matter of wisdom. Even if Master becomes a bunch of flowers, a tree, or..."
"Chen Wo." Shi Yan could not help but stop drinking.
He really can't imagine that Nan Hongzi is a bunch of flowers, or... what the scene.
"If the mind is lost, find a way to reshape it. If there is no world, go to the government. There is no reincarnation in the six reigns. Just go to the fairyland." Chen He spoke clearly, seriously said, "It is nothing more than the fall of the blue water, Difficult and what matters, I can do it."
"..."
Interpretation looked at him, and he couldn’t speak for a long time.
He suddenly thought that his younger brother was originally alone, but he was ascended by the demon, and he went against the sky, forcing the heavens to trace back the time.
And this is exactly what Chen He, who will do such a thing, can say something.
"Teacher... Brother?"
Chen He was taken aback and just turned away from his head and his lips were covered.
"I am very happy." Shi said vaguely and whispered.
- He was on the red wind desert, and gave birth to the strange and thin teenager. He really lived against the sky as he wished, ignoring the three robberies and ruining the heavens.
Even if everything goes back, Chen Wo is not in the parents of Chen, he is not dead. They are even more so close brothers.
As the younger brother said, everything is difficult, what is it?
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