Chapter 318: Old injury

The spirit of the immortal monk is very vulnerable once he loses his source of protection.
This kind of fragility does not mean that it is easy to get hurt, but it is more sensitive to external stimuli.
The spirit of the gods is the root of the immortal. If the soul is lost, it is the walking dead. It is no different from the refining instruments.
There is greed and anger in the world, and the celestial world is full of sounds. Some people have realized their feelings with the soul of the gods. Some people have planted them in one foot, and they can’t climb anymore. The realm is backwards. It’s a trivial matter to repair sharply. It’s the most fearful. .
Chen He now feels a strong difference.
The soul is guarded by the brothers, and the whole body is comfortable. It is said that it is not too far away. At this time, it should be immersed in the mind, and it is the feeling of the Qingyuan dynasty. It is a similar thing. He does not know how much he did in Liuyanshan. Back, but this time there is no way to close the mind, and I forget both.
"Sister brother..."
Chen He thought that it was the release of the soul that would protect himself too tightly.
"You loosened it slightly."
Release a meal, and withdraw a little distance according to the words.
What happened to Chen He’s embarrassment happened, and his soul, even when he was released, reluctantly followed up, even tightly attached.
The soul is the immortal monk. The common saying is that the heart is moving at random. If you don’t listen to it, it’s easy to be suspected that the soul of the soul is intentional.
Chen He was very arrogant, and with his lonely temper, and did not know how to distinguish, he could only desperately control the spirit to retreat.
The spirit is very reluctant, one by one inch was dragged back by Chen Wo, and even dragged back a part, and there is still a trace of the shackles in the release of the reluctance to leave.
Just as Chen He’s expression became more and more distorted and he was going to be angry and angered, he released his voice and whispered:
You are hurt by the soul, and the homologous exercises can help you heal. Now, this must be instinct, and the younger brother does not have to worry.

This is what Chen He wants to say, but he has not thought of it.
Chen He’s heart was loose, and he didn’t concentrate on dragging, and the soul immediately bounced back to the soul of the release.
"..."
When things were said to be open, it was really no big deal. Chen He felt uncomfortable.
He closed his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were the sight of the gods. He looked at the "self" and his face was wrapped around his brother. Chen He felt that his face had been thrown away all his life.
Want to withdraw the soul, the coolness of the ironing, like a tidal wave, swaying Chen He's mind bit by bit.
If it wasn’t for years of hard work and a firm mind, Chen Wo suspected that he had been indulged in this moment, and let him go with his own soul, and he didn’t know anything.
It stands to reason that such a situation should have made Chen He’s heart vigilant and suspicious of what was wrong.
- The soul is controlled by others, it is a bad thing.
However, the connection between the souls is too deep.
Originally it was just loose and comfortable. With the closeness of the two phases, some of the gods have already begun to merge, without any hindrance.
It feels very wonderful. For example, if you step on a soft shoe with a size and size, it is like the best time to drink a cup of hot and cold. It may not be the best, but it must be the best for you.
This natural fit makes Chen Wo dizzy and deeper doubts.
There are no two people in the world who are exactly the same (even if they are twin brothers, the eyes of the monks can see many subtle differences), and there is no such thing as a god.
So fit...
This makes Chen Wo not think much, nor does it work.
Cologne method? Bloody to the pro? Two-phase superposition, what is the result?
Chen He didn't have time to continue wondering. The spirit moved to the top of the Qingyuan dynasty. The rushing rivers were very unhappy when they felt the spirits of the two fellow practitioners.
The spirit of the water is imposing, and the "uninvited guest" is thrown out.
The release is not anxious, not irritating, and escaping from the situation, the water is swaying, and there is nothing to be interested in - just the spirit of the fire, not the pulse of the fire that comes to compete with it.
Then I will look at the foundation of the North Mystery Method.
If you practice well, the water veins will take care of it. The feelings are not deep. It is like people and birds can't communicate. How can you take a look?
The water veins are not mild.
I want to be close to it, but there is a fire spirit that makes it annoyed. The water spirit is unceremoniously suppressing the power of the fire spirit, showing extreme contempt: within its territory, the fire is trapped.
Chen He’s current strength is mostly repaired by the fluent mountain veins. His foundation has not been relieved and he feels the first to feel exhausted.
He is strong in spirit and wants to feel deeply.
However, after counting the numbers, Chen Wo fell asleep.
The spirits floated ignorantly, relying on the release of the place, without warning.
The release guide led the soul to slowly return to Chen He's eyebrows. By the way, he separated himself and went into the Zifu Shentai. The inside was empty, and there was no trace of the bead.
Released his eyes and walked to Chen Wo, and took the younger brother into his arms.
Originally sitting posture, now some inconvenience, Chen Wo can not sit firmly in front of the release, the whole body stayed in the body.
It was funny to release it, and gently squeezed the bridge of the younger brother:
"It is a matter of remembering this."
Lift Chen Wo's right hand and stick it to his palm.
Resist the loss of the real aura, and quickly probed the Chen Wo meridian - when the younger brother was awake, this matter was not dare to do.
Chen He’s soul is equal to his deception.
Aura explores the meridians, even the brains, which are taboo in the eyes of immortals. If you are willing to accept such investigations, you must pay your full trust, or you can't refuse the other.
Forgetting all the younger brothers, he is not so familiar with him, and of course, he will not ask for the difficulty of Chen He.
For a long time, the mood of dispelling is far better than that of the past. Only when the younger brother is leaning in his arms at the moment, the mourning is quietly breeding.
The younger face of the young boy, only when his eyes are closed, is more like Chen He who called his brother in the past, no longer with sharp and alert eyes, coldly looking around.
The release of the sorrow is both gratifying for the doubts that the younger brother is watching when he looks at himself. (The younger brother does not remember that it is normal, can make him feel familiar, it is good), and is very impatient with these doubts.
Four hundred years.
The years he spent with his younger brother were counted, and they were pitiful.
Only in the ten years of Heiyuan Valley, the small courtyard of Yucheng Xicheng, the last place to live, there are more magicians.
Chen He tightened his lips, and when he was lethargic, he did not consciously loosen it. Without such a tough line, his face immediately became softer.
In the Black Valley, the boy who sat on the avocado tree and licked his cheeks and looked at himself with only one dimple, seemed to be stunned.
The palm of his hand fell between Chen Hemei and he smoothed the brow furrow.
So this familiar and strange face is only full of tiredness.
Seems to feel the closeness of this closeness, Chen Wo unconsciously moved, relying on the release of the chest, and fell asleep.
The release is slightly trembled.
At the same time, his real yuan, has been found in the old wound of Chen He's brain.
It is not serious, just because the aura of the whole body is the same as that of Huo Ling. The place that was injured by the fire in the stone is also regarded as
nothing different
and has not healed for many years.
The release of the fire in the wood, the real Yuan is completely integrated with the fire spirit, and can not help the younger brother.
I hope to borrow this Qingyuan Mountain Valley -
Shi Yan sighed and took back the real yuan.
In the valley, the aura is a little less, want to recover, only climb the cliff.

Chen Wo was awake until the tenth day.
Open your eyes, look at the stone roof, and the long black hair hanging in front of your eyes.
Reaching for a hand, it is very cool.
It’s just that Chen Wo is no longer younger than the baby’s hair, a little more...
The release was so disturbed, and he woke up from the meditation and gaze at him.
"The neck-necked show, the enamel is exposed." Chen He blurted out.
"..."
Release your eyebrows.
Oh, today is Luo Shenfu.
Interpretation thought that Chen He would know what to say after a slap in the face, then annoyed why this sentence came out, and flustered to push himself away, when he was far away, Chen He looked at him blankly.
After scorning, is it gone?
This makes it waiting to see the excitement of the excitement, the low voice of doubt: "Chen Wo?"
"Brother."
Chen Wo cautiously responded.
He has some abnormalities, twilight clarification, some curiosity, and very regular.
"You are my brother?"
"..."
No, even if the younger brother loses his memory, it is not like this. There is a fear of fear in this rule.
Sure enough, Chen He’s next sentence shattered the luck of the release.
"Brother, what am I going to catch, pond?"
"...all in." Interpretation said these two words in a difficult way, immediately asked, "School brother, how old are you?"
Chen He slammed his head and held out his fingers. He carefully counted it again.
The heart of the release was heavy and he did not need Chen He to answer. He already knew the answer.
"It seems to be... three years old." Chen Wo frowned.
There is actually a "like"! I don’t know if it’s a sorrow.
"Obviously I shouldn't be this age." Chen Wo looked at his own hand, and novelly unfolded his sleeves. After a while, he was not interested. He pulled the squatting horn. "Senior, I am hungry."

"You, you should not be hungry."
Monks are not to mention the immortals.
In the face of such a "ruthless" reminder, Chen Wo touched his stomach with his hand and said: "It seems that there is no, but in the morning, isn't there something to eat?"
"..."
A moment later, a misty Nan Hongzi was dragged by the apprentice.
"Is the Qingyuan Mountains and Waters Spiritually too overbearing?"
In the three hundred years, Chen He lost his memory many times, and he can still be his Chidan division. Here, he will use the spirit of the river to repair the aura and directly return to the age of three.
Nan Hongzi listened and looked dignified.
Looking at the little apprentice sitting there, reaching for the pulse.
Chen He resisted the refuge, and asked for help: "Sister?"
Immediately, he released him in his arms, his head flushed to his chest, and one arm was thrown out to continue treatment for Nan Hongzi.
Nan Hongzi: ...
After consuming a lot of aura, Nan Hongzi swayed his hand: "Nothing, this is a sign of improvement. The water vein is eliminating the scent of fire in the wound. This situation will happen."
Interpretation also speculated that the bead was in the Chen Hexian nuclear.
However, the younger brother who lost his memory can still be double-educated. He thinks that he is only a three-year-old younger brother.
Nan Hongzi obviously also thought of this, gloating: "Reminder, don't do this, wait for the little apprentice to wake up again, maybe it's fine! Right, you told me about Chen Wo's situation. See if there is something wrong."
After the release, the South Hongzi suddenly laughed:
"You, you mean, the little apprentice remembers nothing, wake up to the first sentence or tease you?"