Under the sinkhole, under the dim light, two figures could be vaguely seen lying on the ground one up and down. Next to them, a pool was braving the cold air and shrouded in white mist.
Two whole days have passed, and Mu Feng is still fully aware of it.
"Mu Xiaozi, Mu Xiaozi,..."
There were screams one after another in his mind, and finally, Mu Feng's consciousness began to revive, and the vague sounds became clear.[
"Old devil?"
"Damn, damn boy, you finally woke up. I thought you were dead." Mo Ao laughed and cursed. In fact, he was worried that if Mu Feng really died, he would be finished too.
This sinkhole is hundreds of meters deep. Except for explorers, no one else will come. Even if explorers come here, they may not find it. If Mu Feng dies, Mo Ao will be in trouble. I think
Regaining life and wanting revenge will be empty words.
Fortunately, Mu Feng's consciousness had recovered at this moment.
"I'm not dead?" Mu Feng asked in surprise.
Recalling the great elder's blow, Mu Feng smiled bitterly to himself. The opponent was really powerful. He thought that even if he lost with a full blow, he would be evenly matched, but he didn't know that he was knocked down into a sinkhole.
"Damn it, you almost died, but now you are no different from a dead person. All the bones and meridians in your body are shattered, and you can't move at all except for your consciousness." Mo Ao said.
"Old devil, I don't want to die, you can't just die without saving me," Mu Feng begged.
Mo Ao pondered, then sighed, "I have nothing to do now. Everything depends on you. If you can survive it, your strength will definitely improve to a higher level. If you can't survive it, I will be a loser, and so will you."
Already."
"Holy shit, you can't think of a way."
"What can I do? I am just a soul, unless..."
"Unless you lose your appetite, don't lose your appetite." Mu Feng said angrily.
"Have you forgotten the Chaos Derivative Technique? This technique was a fragment when I got it, but you have also seen the magic of this technique. Maybe it can help you recover by practicing it." Mo Ao said.
"But I feel like I don't have any strength in my body now, and my meridians are useless. How can I practice?" Mu Feng said bitterly.
"Let's try it. If it really can't be restored, then we can only accept our fate." Mo Aonai said.
Damn!
Mu Feng cursed in his heart, accept your sister's life.
There are so many women out there waiting for me to comfort them, so it's not worth it to die like this.
No, regardless of success or failure, we have to give it a try.[
"I don't want to accept my fate like this."
"I don't want to either, Mu Xiaozi, I have placed all my hopes on you, you must not let me down."
"Go away, you pervert."
"Grass!"
Mu Feng vaguely remembers the Chaos Derivative Technique. Now he has only practiced to the sixth level, and the seventh level is the Life and Death Technique. As for what the Life and Death Technique is, he really doesn't understand.
The three-transformation demon body refining technique is a physical cultivation technique, but this chaos derivation technique is a realm cultivation technique. In other words, whether you can break through to the seventh level of life and death depends on Mu Feng's understanding.
As for the so-called life and death, what is life and what is death, Mu Feng's mind is blurred.
"I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to fuck you. I don't understand what the hell is going on. I don't understand it at all." Mu Feng cursed in his heart.
etc!
Just as he was cursing, a thought suddenly flashed through Mu Feng's mind, and he seemed to have captured something, but when he thought about it again, his mind began to get confused again.
After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.
How can we see through life and death, and what is the meaning of life and death?
Enlightenment, what the hell is enlightenment?
Gradually, Mu Feng's mind cleared and went blank, forgetting everything and everything.
Life, a newborn baby, death, an old man, no, no, it’s too one-sided.
Life is like a new sprout in spring, and death is like dry weeds in autumn.
Why is this?
Why is the world so wonderful and what principles does it follow?
Life or death, what is the reason for all this?
What does life mean, and what does death mean?
Whys and whys kept running through Mu Feng's mind. Time passed minute by second, and Mu Feng was still looking for answers.
Several hours passed, half a day passed, one day passed, three days passed.[
There was a rumble in Mu Feng's mind, the sound of thunder.
There was another patter and raindrops.
The whistling sound is the breeze.
·····The rotation of scenes brings different feelings.
Finally, Mu Feng was shocked and he understood.
It's energy!
Is there life and death in this world?
It can be said to exist or not to exist. Life or death is just the conversion of energy, the transformation of one form into another, returning to the essence, which is still energy.
Be it humans or plants, this is true for everything in the world.
"This is life and death, this is the battle between life and death." Mufeng thought it through, fell silent, and felt the broken meridians and broken bones with his heart.
At the same time, a miracle also happened.
A strange force began to circulate throughout Mu Feng's body. Every time he passed by the destroyed meridians and bones, Mu Feng could clearly feel a sharp pain, but he held it back. After he understood the pain
Maybe it will bring new life.
The power circulated slowly, changing from slow to fast to slow. A faint white light enveloped Mu Feng's body, dragging his entire body up and suspending it in the air.
Mo Ao saw the changes in Mu Feng and felt comforted in his heart. He had practiced this technique before and knew the mystery of it, but he could not tell Mu Feng. Instead, he needed Mu Feng to feel it himself and feel the world.
The essence of all things, feel the mystery of life and death.
For most of the day, the white light that shrouded Mu Feng gradually faded, and finally completely submerged into his body. The moment the white light entered his body, his closed eyes finally opened.
"Hahaha, old devil, I'm done."
"It'll be fine." Mo Ao said angrily, but felt very unhappy in his heart. He thought that when he reached this point, it took him several months, but Mu Feng only spent two or three days.
Damn, this gap is too big.
Jealousy, very jealous.
"Old devil, are you envious of me? Hehe."
"I will envy you?"
"That's jealousy."
"I'm jealous of your sister. I'm so proud of you. So what if you recover? You're not like that bird. Even a role like that almost killed you. You still have to show your ass. There are a lot of people like this in the world of cultivation.
A spittle of spit will kill you." Only in this way can Mo Ao find a sense of balance.
"Yes, yes, I admit that I am a small person, but I am curious, how come you, a big shot, are still made to look like this?" Kisara said seriously.
"..." Mo Ao said for a long time, and then shouted, "Damn boy, you look down on me."
"I really don't, how dare I."
"You have it, okay, hum! I advise you to cultivate quickly. When I return, I will beat you until you don't even recognize your woman. I will not be a devil."