Dharma

"..." Feng Fuling subconsciously turned his head to look at the two demons whose strength was not quite right. He still clearly remembered the surprised expression on his opponent's face every time he wanted to perform something but couldn't.Feng Fuling was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't show it, he just went to see Xia Jingge again.

He frowned slightly, staring at his palm and the sword in his hand, as if troubled by this unexpected situation.

"Is the clear spiritual energy in this area still there?" Feng Fuling asked because he still couldn't feel the flow of energy around him.

"Of course it's still there."

"Then you have more cultivation in your body than before?"

"Yeah, how could there be twice as much spiritual energy suddenly..." Xia Jingge glanced at Feng Fuling a little uneasily.Xia Jingge didn't care much about the mundane affairs of the world, but she had a thorough grasp of various theoretical knowledge about cultivating immortals.He understands better than Feng Fuling that in a short period of time, it is basically impossible for this kind of situation to happen-the spiritual energy of a person plus the spiritual power in that person's body, the total amount will suddenly increase. more than doubled.

Then, based on this, it can be deduced that more than twice the spiritual power was obtained after the arrival of these two demons, that is to say, the spiritual power on his body was actually obtained from these two demons.Not to mention how the devilish energy on the Demon Race transformed into spiritual power and ran into his body, most of the whole process didn't run away like this.

Xia Jingge suddenly felt a little scary.

Can a normal person, an ordinary monk, do this?

cannot.Obviously not.

Even to the level of his father, he can't do this. Killing a demon can turn other people's demon energy into aura and get it into his body, and these aura... If you don't distinguish carefully, you will almost think that they can It is perfectly integrated with the spiritual power that I have worked so hard to cultivate for many years.Yes, after carefully distinguishing, you can still find the difference. Compared with the spiritual power he cultivated himself, it is not particularly pure.

But that's not the point.The point is that it is impossible for others to have this ability to transcend ordinary people...

If there is, monks from all over the world will not generally find a place to practice without sun or moon, but will kill demons all over the world.It is absolutely impossible for the demons to grow so big that they can clear all the barriers blocking the way in front of the gate of the God Realm, and directly force the God Realm to take action.

Xia Jingge put away the blade of the sword with a pale face, and raised her eyes to look at Feng Fuling.

Feng Fuling usually has no expression, his eyes are clear and lingling, as if he can see through people from the outside to the inside at a glance.Xia Jingge would never be afraid of being stared at by such gazes before, but now she is a little bit hopeless and a little guilty.

He was a little afraid that Feng Fuling had already seen the way here.

Being able to have such an ability, to put it mildly, is different from ordinary people, and to put it harshly, it is really no different from a magic weapon with special functions.

Xia Jingge doesn't want others to look at her with strange eyes.

As if he was an outlier.

He's been an outlier for 12 years.

In the Jiuhua School, the place where a boy who sweeps the tunnel is a rare talent in cultivating immortals in other worlds.

He is an outlier.

No matter what, he couldn't keep up with the speed of other people's cultivation, his whole body was like a sieve, and some people joked that he should go to the world of mortals instead of staying in Jiuhua sect.

But he is always a little unconvinced, and hopes that one day he can catch up with the cultivation speed of other senior brothers and brothers, and hope to be like them, to be an ordinary person, not so outstanding but not so far behind. monk.

But now, fate seems to have taken a big turn, and he finds that not only is he not a sieve at all, but he may also be a purely natural magic killer. ... Probably besides killing demons, it can also help other monks to practice quickly.

Xia Jingge didn't know what this kind of self should be.

Even if he doesn't want to, it's hard for others not to see him as an outlier.To put an end to this phenomenon, there is only one possibility, and that is for him to completely enter the world of mortals, to treat himself as if he had never learned the method of cultivation, to dissipate all the spiritual power in his body, and to be an ordinary ordinary person.

But he can't do it.At least not possible right now.

He still has to find a way to return to the Jiuhua Sect.

During this process, he will inevitably come into contact with many monks and even demons. Those demons are likely to be looking for him, trying to capture him or kill him. It is impossible for him to hide this matter.Under such circumstances, if he is not powerful enough... he may be unable to help himself.But if he wants to become powerful, can he only kill the demons?

This is also what Xia Jingge is unwilling to do.

Not all demons are bad enough to be killed.

Even the two who died just now, he didn't think they deserved to die.

Xia Jingge put away the hilt of the sword in a low voice, and glanced at the rabbit that had probably been frozen into a ball of ice.It was lying quietly in the corner in the dark, without looking carefully, even no trace of its existence could be found.It was obviously a life that was alive and kicking not long ago, but it just disappeared.The two demons who fell beside him, who were still alive and kicking not long ago, also disappeared like this.

And he was the main culprit who made these three lives disappear.

Life is such a fragile thing.

Xia Jingge thought.

Many people pursue immortality, so they practice immortality, but they don't understand that cultivating immortality is also a business with a high mortality rate. If you get involved in any kind of right and wrong, if you are not strong enough, it will probably end quickly and silently.

Will his physical condition suddenly appear one day like Qingfengyunlu, which makes people look at him because of its strangeness, and then disappears suddenly due to reasons beyond his control, becoming a handful of monks among the many monks? Loess worth mentioning.

Xia Jingge moved her throat, and finally stretched her limbs. After confirming that the black mist really didn't seem to have any effect on her, she said to Feng Fuling: "It's been so long, let's go back."

Feng Fu gave him a penetrating look, without saying anything, and turned around to mention the rabbit.

Xia Jingge secretly rejoiced that he didn't ask her about her cultivation anymore, so she breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps to the side, and turned her head to look at Feng Fuling.He is wearing a navy blue jacket, the style is simple, and the color is a little old. Wearing it on ordinary people, it would probably look a little bloated, but when it is worn on him, it seems to be narrowed immediately, which makes him look lonely. The effect of the loose sword comes.

It seemed that he was born with a biting aura, which couldn't be concealed by looking sideways and sideways. If he stood with his brothers from the Jiuhua Sect, he wouldn't be able to tell any obvious difference.

It is simply a gifted talent, and a character and character of a fairy cultivator.

It's a pity to be buried in the world of mortals.

Xia Jingge was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a strange howling wind.He turned his head subconsciously, and couldn't help being stunned.Another huge monster fell from the sky, this time this one was bigger than the one that hit on the roof of the ruined temple, it was so dark that it almost blocked out the sky.And the place where it fell was almost in the direction they came from.

Judging from its falling speed, it is impossible for Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu to escape, unless the barrier is useful enough to withstand the impact of such a large place.

Almost instantly, it was so close that Xia Jingge could see its outline clearly from a distance.The roof tiles are complete, and there are many mountains and rocks. Some roof tiles are hidden among the mountains, and others are concentrated on the flat ground at the front... It is the most typical layout of the sect of cultivating immortals.

Xia Jingge subconsciously turned her head to look at Feng Fuling's expression.

Finally, there were some signs of emotional fluctuations on his face, but it was distressing to see.

Friends are probably the most important existence in a person's life besides relatives and teachers.

Xia Jingge still remembered that he told himself categorically the night before that he only had two friends.

Now those two friends are under the pressure of that sect of cultivating immortals.

That sect has landed.

Almost instantly, the ground began to tremble violently, its shape changed up and down, and the terrain shifted... Xia Jingge couldn't stand still at all, and fell all of a sudden.He struggled to hug a tree next to him, and suddenly saw that Feng Fuling didn't even struggle, and fell half-rolled and half-falled on the sloping slope.He thought to himself that the matter of Xiang Rong and Xiang Yu had hit him too hard, so he didn't react for a while, so he hurriedly let go of the tree trunk and rushed over to block him.During such a huge movement, even the vision became trembling, the situation in front of him was more difficult to see clearly, and it was also difficult to control his figure.

Xia Jingge's nose bumped into Feng Fuling's back, the pain was so painful that tears burst out by themselves.

He pushed Feng Fuling away almost subconsciously, but he was so shaken that he couldn't stand still at all, and he was about to fall backwards again.

After being blocked for a while, Feng Fuling probably came back to his senses. He felt Xia Jingge suddenly move away from him, and subconsciously turned around.Fortunately, he turned around, and coincidentally stretched out his hand to grab Xia Jingge's wrist.However, the ground had already tilted even more. Not only did he fail to stabilize the figures of the two of them, he was also brought over backwards.

At this time, it was too late to stop Xia Jingge from falling on his back. If he really fell from such a height and landed on the back of his head, he would have to be dumbfounded even if he wasn't stupid.In desperation, Feng Fu Ling pulled Xia Jingge forward with his wrist, raised his hand and pushed his head over to protect the back of his head, and then closed his eyes.

The two of them collided head-to-head on the still highly sloping hillside.

Both Feng Fuling's hands and Xia Jingge's whole body were almost sunk in the snow, first they were numb from the ice, and then they felt the pain of being cut by the ice ling.

Fortunately, the two of them fell in the inclined direction and did not roll down again.It is not appropriate to move rashly at this time, Feng Fuling kept holding Xia Jingge's head motionless, and slowly raised his head from the snowdrift.

Xia Jingge fell into the snow, and immediately his face and hair were covered with many snow particles and icicles.I don't know if some of the snow particles were the remains of the powder snow that fell from yesterday, or they were stained with the blood from Feng Fuling's wound, they turned into pink rouge, and wiped it on Xia Jingge's white cheeks undissolved.