Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

Inside Wen Xinze's room.

Wen Xinze lay on the bed with his eyes closed. It had been nearly an hour since he passed out at the foot of the mountain.

Cheng Jun sat by the bed, and put one hand on Wen Xinze's wrist, stabilizing the chaotic spiritual power in his body.

After Wen Xinze fell into a coma, his cultivation began to recover rapidly.

The recovery of his cultivation means that Wen Xinze's soul has finally begun to coordinate with his body, and it also means that he will completely restore his memory.

It's just that Wen Xinze's cultivation has returned to the Nascent Soul stage, basically completely recovered, but there is no sign of him waking up.

Cheng Jun raised his eyes, and looked at Xuanhu lying next to Wen Xinze's ear with dark eyes.

Qianhuan Xuanhu can suppress inner demons and stabilize the state of mind.Wen Xinze's forgotten past was too tragic. He was worried that when he remembered it, his mood would be unstable and he would give birth to inner demons, so he asked Wen Xinze to raise Qianhuan Black Fox.

Xuanhu stood up on tiptoe, pressed his paws on Wen Xinze's forehead again, tried hard to take away the devilish energy from Wen Xinze's purple mansion, and groaned at Chengjun aggrievedly—it had really tried hard to help, and it also I don't know why Wen Xinze is still awake.

Most of the spirit beasts capable of illusion are good at piercing people's hearts, and the Thousand Illusion Black Fox is especially good at this.It had been picking a pet in the Thousand Realm Pagoda for more than a month, and Wen Xinze was the one it liked the most—not entirely because the leaves on Wen Xinze's head looked delicious, and it was also reluctant to part with the pet it just found. What happened to the Lord, how could he not try his best?

"He's good, you're good, understand?" Cheng Jun ignored Xuanhu's grievance and threatened.

Xuanhu worked hard for a long time, and after feeling exhausted, he lay down next to Wen Xinze's ear and took a rest.

When it was getting dark, Eleven and his party returned to Duobaoshan, found a group of people, and found Shen Huaichuan and Lin Fei guarding the door in front of Wen Xinze's room.

"What's the matter? We've only been out for a while, how did the aura on Duobao Mountain increase so much?" Eleven asked anxiously.

"Master Patriarch said that it was affected by the recovery of Junior Brother Wen's cultivation." Shen Huaichuan glanced at the closed door, "Junior Brother Wen's power to gather spiritual energy from heaven and earth is gradually increasing as his cultivation recovers."

"Wen Xinze... is he okay?" Wu Yi asked with a frown.

"In a coma." Lin Fei replied, "The Patriarch said it was caused by memory recovery."

"With the patriarch here, there shouldn't be any problem." Shen Huaichuan changed the subject after finishing speaking, and asked Eleven, "Why did you come back so late?"

"The monk who came today knew that he was no match for the real person, but he did not hesitate to take Wen Xinze hostage and forcibly seize the territory. I felt a little strange, so I did a little research. If the real person asked, I would have an answer," said Eleven.

"Have you found it?" Shen Huaichuan asked.

"Found it. Their sect was robbed by demon cultivators. They escaped, and the sect master was seriously injured—their sect master was a demon cultivator, who urgently needed a place with sufficient aura to recover from his wounds. Then we chose Duobaoshan." Eleventh. Said, "Because their sect master can't wait too long, they have no time to find their next target, so they can only put all their eggs in one basket and choose to hold Wen Xinze hostage. Now that they haven't been able to grab Duobaoshan, the sect master probably won't survive today." Night."

"Although the incident happened for a reason, they obviously came here with killing intent, so they deserve it," Lin Fei snorted softly.

"However, what exactly do those demon cultivators want to do?" Shen Huaichuan mused, "They all came to Donglinzhou from Xiyuezhou, and they probably have some big conspiracy."

The corridor became quiet, there were too few clues, and no one could guess what the demon cultivators were trying to do.

Wen Xinze woke up in the middle of the night.

The room is brightly illuminated by fluorite.

He opened his dark green eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long time before he fully woke up.

At first, he felt the familiar spiritual power nourishing his spiritual veins.

He turned his head, followed the slender fingers resting on his veins, looked up, and saw Cheng Jun sitting by the bed without any surprise.

He has been nourished by this spiritual power for more than 700 years. Except for Cheng Jun, probably no one is more familiar with this spiritual power than him.

Cheng Jun waited until Wen Xinze's blurred eyes were in focus, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you awake?"

Wen Xinze responded with a low voice.

Cheng Jun paused, then asked in a warm voice, "Is there anything uncomfortable on your body?"

Wen Xinze shook his head.

Xuanhu by the pillow stood up, put his front paws on Wen Xinze's thin quilt, and gave him a low growl.

Wen Xinze raised his hand and touched its head, then stared blankly at the top of the tent.

Cheng Jun lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Xinze's face.

Under the warm light of fluorite, Wen Xinze's eyebrows were still somewhat cold.This is not the expression of Wen Xinze who has lost his memory, but it belongs to Wen Xinze who used to be on Lihuangzhou, and he is very familiar with it.

"You... remember everything?"

"Well, everything... I remembered."

It was raining spasmodically outside, hitting the window lattice with a pattering sound.

"Did I...shouldn't remind you?" Cheng Jun raised his hand to caress the corners of Wen Xinze's eyes, he didn't feel any moisture, but he felt that Wen Xinze was sobbing in pain.

"No, I shouldn't forget them." Wen Xinze turned his eyes to look at Chengjun, and said slowly, "During the long years when I was away from the barren island, those spiritual herbs gave me a home. They are my past , if you give up, then I... am I still me? Am I still alive?"

"I can't forget them. I couldn't protect them back then. If I forget them now, then they are really gone..." No matter how persistent he is in planting, he will never be able to grow back the distant past. The barren island is gone, only that memory is the only trace left by them.

"I know……"

He knew Wen Xinze very well, and knew that no matter how painful it was, Wen Xinze would not be willing to let go of the memory of leaving the barren island.It was because of understanding that when Wen Xinze found out that he had lost his memory, he tried his best to help him recover his memory, not because he wanted him to repay his life-saving grace.

However, he regrets it now.

Cheng Jun got up and stood up, intending to pour a cup of tea for Wen Xinze, but Wen Xinze grabbed his sleeve.

"Don't go." Wen Xinze grabbed Chengjun's sleeves tightly, his fingers turned white, "Don't go, I don't want to be alone..."

"I'm not leaving." Cheng Jun sat down again, and saw Wen Xinze was still holding on to his sleeve tightly, and lay down with his clothes again, hugging him in his arms.

Wen Xinze curled up and buried himself in Chengjun's arms.

It was raining heavily outside, and the noise of the heavy rain could be heard through the doors and windows.

Cheng Jun looked down at the person in his arms.

Wen Xinze huddled in his arms, so quiet that he could hardly hear his breathing.

He had never seen Wen Xinze showing weakness. When he confronted this person, he wanted to see him give in to him, but he never did for a hundred years.

Now he got his wish, but he only felt a tingle in his heart, and only hoped that he would never be able to fulfill his wish.

After Wen Xinze recovered his memory, he became visibly depressed.

Originally, I just wanted to give myself a period of time to clean up my emotions and come back to my senses, but more than a month has passed.

On this day, Lin Fei came over and dragged him to the refining room with a mysterious expression on his face.

Wen Xinze didn't pay much attention to the situation inside the door recently. When he arrived at the refining room, he discovered that the refining room had been expanded for some reason.The house that used to have only three rooms has now become a courtyard with a patio.

But Lin Fei didn't bring him to visit the expanded refining room. Before he could take a closer look, Lin Fei dragged him into a room.

The room was a bit messy, the tables and shelves were filled with all kinds of refining materials, as well as some completed and unfinished magic weapons.

Behind a relatively tidy table by the window, Chen Sanzui stood there with his hands behind his back.

Lin Fei didn't stop all the way, he dragged Wen Xinze to the desk where Chen Sanzui was.

"Look at this!" Lin Fei pointed to the two wishful books on the table, which were only half the size of a book, and said triumphantly.

"Have you improved the wishful book again?" Wen Xinze picked up a wishful book and asked.

"What wishful letter? This is a mobile phone!" Lin Fei corrected.

"I heard Lin Fei talk about this magic weapon, and I thought it was very interesting, so I tried to refine it." Chen Sanzui said, twirling his beard.

"Is this really a mobile phone?!" Wen Xinze was shocked.

"That's how it's used..."

Wen Xinze followed Lin Fei's instructions and dialed the phone number - Jia Er. After dialing, another phone on the table rang.

Chen Sanzui answered calmly and chatted with him a few words.

Although there is only a call function, but the mobile phone is indeed correct!

Wen Xinze was excited for a moment, when Lin Fei said, "The farthest call distance of this mobile phone is only a thousand miles..."

Wen Xinze was stunned: "If it's more than a thousand miles away, you can't talk?"

Lin Fei: "Yes."

Wen Xinze's excitement faded: "...Then this is not a mobile phone at all, it's just a walkie-talkie."

Lin Fei: "Can you listen to me?"

Wen Xinze: "Tell me."

Lin Fei: "The call distance limit is only now. When we build the signal tower, the call distance will naturally increase."

Wen Xinze: "When will the signal tower be built?"

Chen Sanzui gave a dry cough, "The refining plan is already in place, but some materials are still missing. Those materials are not easy to find, and we need to wait."

"Anyway, wait for the mobile phone you want." Lin Fei said, stuffing both mobile phones into Wen Xinze's arms, "You can play with these two first."

Holding two mobile phones, Wen Xinze stared at Lin Fei's reddish ears, and was slightly stunned for a moment, then realized that Lin Fei was trying to make him happy.

This mobile phone can only be regarded as a half-finished magic weapon. It has not yet reached the stage of evaluation, so Lin Fei hastily sent it to him.

Lin Fei didn't have the habit of showing half-finished products to others, it was obviously just to make him happy.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother." Wen Xinze put away his phone and smiled at Lin Fei.

"Thank me for what? I'm refining a new magic weapon for the sect, it's my job." Lin Fei turned his eyes away awkwardly.

Wen Xinze was about to say something more when he caught a glimpse of white at the door from the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and saw a strange young man standing at the door and poking his head.The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white-and-blue dress, with white hair, slightly curly at the ends, and waist-length hair tied behind his head.

Wen Xinze was sure that he didn't know this white-haired boy, but the other person's eyes were strangely familiar to him.

"he is……"

"Oh, he's the Frost Sky White Deer." Lin Fei followed Wen Xinze's gaze and said, "It didn't take long for the spiritual energy to surge in Duobao Mountain, and he transformed."

"Brother Lin Fei, please call me Jingming." The white-haired boy smiled, but somehow gave off a strong and not easy to mess with feeling.

Lin Fei snorted softly, and it seemed that he didn't have a good relationship with the transfigured Frost Sky White Deer.

Wen Xinze: "..." When Frost Sky White Deer didn't transform, Lin Fei had a good relationship with him—Lin Fei also taught him how to write, why did they start to fight each other after transforming?

Jing Ming walked in, followed by Qinghorn sheep.

Qinghorn sheep walked up to Wen Xinze, looked up at the top of Wen Xinze's head, and then sighed in disappointment.

Wen Xinze no longer has any leaves on his head.

The leaves growing on the head before were just a manifestation of the exposed aura.After recovering his cultivation, he could freely put away the leaves.

Jing Ming looked down at the green horn sheep, and explained to Wen Xinze. "By the way, under the influence of the surge of spiritual energy, Chun He also opened his spiritual wisdom."

Wen Xinze: "..." He said that the sigh was so humane!

"Brother Wen, this is the income and expenditure account book of the store and the sect. I have proofread it clearly and made the form you taught me. Please go over it." Jing Ming handed the account book and wish letter in his hand to Wen Xinze, pretending at the same time Tsukuru glanced over Wen Xinze's head inadvertently.

Wen Xinze took the account book, "...Don't look at it, I won't have leaves on my head anymore."

Jing Ming lowered his eyes: "Oh..."

Wen Xinze: "..."

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