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Chapter 52 I Don't Seek Dao, Dao Comes Naturally?
"Sigh~"

Jiang Keran stared at Song Zhifei, who had passed out on the ground, with a look of astonishment on his pretty face.

between heaven and earth.

Straws of cyan aura rushed towards Song Zhifei like a huge wave.

Although he was in a coma, his realm actually rose visibly to the naked eye.

No practice.

Boundary rises.

It's the same as that enchanting eldest brother!
I do not seek the Tao, the Tao will naturally come?
Dare to love, my talent is still at the bottom!
Master!

Can you stop bringing these monsters next time?

Ning Lang narrowed his eyes and waited quietly.

It was not until the sky and the earth were clear that Ning Lang ordered: "Jiang Chen, help your junior brother to go back to the room to lie down, Ke Ran, give Zhifei one pill of the training pill that I gave you last time, remember to only feed one pill."

"Yes."

Jiang Chen and Song Xiaohua helped Song Zhifei back to the bamboo house.

Jiang Keran gave him the medicine pill.

Then, the two left one after another, leaving Song Xiaohua alone in the room to accompany her brother.

late at night.

"Nan Qiao! Nan Qiao! Nan Qiao!" A hurried voice sounded in the room. Song Xiaohua, who had just fallen asleep, woke up suddenly when she heard the sound. She looked at her sweaty brother and heard a cry from his mouth. The name is both panic and doubt in my heart.

Who is Nan Joe?

After the death of their parents, the siblings have always been dependent on each other. Song Xiaohua has no idea that her younger brother still knows a man named Nan Qiao.

"what!"

Song Zhifei stood up abruptly, his eyes stared straight ahead, and his mouth was breathing heavily.

"Zhifei, are you alright, Zhifei..."

Song Zhifei turned his head stiffly, the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, and then he fell into his sister's arms and cried out in pain: "Sister, they are all dead, they are all dead, ahhh..."

Song Xiaohua couldn't understand what Song Zhifei was talking about, but she just gently stroked his back to comfort him slowly.

The cry became smaller and smaller.

Finally, Song Zhifei fell asleep again.

……

The next morning.

After Ning Lang got up, he immediately came to Song Zhifei's room.

Song Xiaohua sat on the edge of the bed with her head on the bed and fell asleep in a very tired posture.

Song Zhifei lay on the bed with a pale face and slept peacefully.

Ning Lang didn't wake them up and kept waiting. He wanted to know what Song Zhifei went through last night.

Three poles in the sun.

The hour arrives.

Song Zhifei woke up in a daze, he looked at the ceiling, and after a little emotion gradually appeared in his eyes, he twisted his neck and saw Ning Lang.

"Master... Master."

Song Zhifei hurriedly sat up from the bed, and Song Xiaohua was also awakened by this action.

"I...I'm going to cook porridge." After Song Xiaohua went up the mountain, she took care of her three meals a day.

Ning Lang smiled and said, "No, Jiang Chen has already cooked."

"Then I'll go help."

Song Xiaohua glanced at Song Zhifei, who had already improved, and walked out of the bamboo house in peace.

After Song Zhifei put on his shoes and socks, Ning Lang said, "Come with me."

"Yes."

Ning Lang took him to the edge of the cliff, and before he could speak, Song Zhifei pointed at Jiang Keran, who was cultivating, and said, "Master, why is there a yellowish qi on the third brother's head?"

Ning Lang followed his gaze, and there was nothing above Jiang Keran's head.

When Gan Tang came out of the room, Song Zhifei wondered again: "Second Senior Sister is also on her head, but her color is lighter, but why is my sister white."

Ning Lang's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Qi? What kind of Qi?"

Song Zhifei stared and asked, "Master, can't you see it? They all have it on their heads."

Ning Lang shook his head.

Song Zhifei was even more surprised. In his field of vision, Jiang Keran, Gan Tang, and his sister all had different colors of anger on their heads.

"What about being a teacher?" Ning Lang asked.

Song Zhifei took two steps back, and when he saw Ning Lang's head above him, he shook his head in surprise and said, "Master, there is no head."

Ning Lang frowned.

Is it something only he can see?

Could it have something to do with his sudden fainting yesterday?

Ning Lang asked, "Did you see anything after reading The Heart Sutra of Great Freedom last night?"

Song Zhifei nodded repeatedly in shock.

The expression seems to be saying, Master, how do you know?

Ning Lang asked, "Then what did you see?"

Without hesitation, Song Zhifei told Ning Lang what he saw yesterday. After Ning Lang heard it, he murmured, "Have you been a Taoist in your last life?"

"Master, I don't understand the contents of that book. Yesterday, I was rote behind my back, and my head hurt like being pricked by a needle. Master, can I not read that book?"

"No."

Song Zhifei sighed softly.

Ning Lang instructed: "Starting today, recite one sentence every day, and only one sentence. When you finish reciting the contents of that book, Master will teach you to practice."

"Oh."

……

Spring to summer.

In a blink of an eye, two months passed.

Ning Lang's realm is still standing still, but Jiang Keran has already broken through to the top grade of Kaihe realm, but he is not happy, because Song Zhifei has already broken through to the top grade of Qi refining realm, and it only took two months, at this speed , it was only a matter of time before he caught up.

Although Song Zhifei was still buried in the drum, he thought that it was just that his body started to develop, which made his strength and sensory abilities stronger.

Sunset dusk.

Yu Xia covered half of the sky.

After the practice, the four of them all sat on the chairs at the door of the stove, enjoying the evening scenery.

Jiang Chen smiled innocently.

Gan Tang rubbed his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Keran looked resolutely in the northeast direction, and the hands crossed on his chest had already clenched into fists.

Song Zhifei had no interest in the scenery, he glanced at Jiang Chen, then at Jiang Keran, and finally at Gan Tang, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly said: "Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother, you are all so pitiful."

Hear the sound.

All three looked at Song Zhifei.

For the past two months, he has always said something incomprehensible.

Jiang Keran asked, "Why am I so pitiful?"

Song Zhifei fiddled with his fingers and whispered, "Second Senior Brother, did you live in a very big house before?"

Nonsense, I grew up in the palace since I was a child.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"But then, the house was set on fire, wasn't it?"

When Jiang Keran heard this, he stood up at the time, looked at Song Zhifei in shock and asked, "How do you know?!"

"I...I saw it."

"Nonsense! That was a long time ago, how could you possibly see it."

Like a child who did something wrong, Song Zhifei muttered in a low voice, "The third senior brother has 'qi' on the top of his head. I saw it in the 'qi'."

"gas?"

Jiang Keran looked up at the sky, but there was nothing above his head.

He was about to speak.

Ning Lang walked out of the room and asked, "What did you see in your second senior sister?"

Song Zhifei said incessantly: "I saw a very dilapidated and dilapidated house. Inside this dilapidated house, there was a seriously ill aunt lying there. The second senior sister was sitting next to the aunt, and there were many little beggars outside the dilapidated house. , they threw snowballs and smashed all the windows of the broken house. The second senior sister was crying in the broken house, crying and calling for help and father, but no one helped her, and she was finally driven by the group of beggars. out of that shabby house..."

When Gan Tang heard this, her whole body began to tremble.

Song Zhifei turned his head and looked at the top of Gan Tang's head. In the pale yellow air, the picture appeared again.

"Later...that aunt died, and in the snowy winter, the second senior sister carried her outside the city, dug a hole with her hands, and buried her under an old locust tree, and then...the second senior sister at night Back in the broken house, pick up...then..."

Song Zhifei suddenly turned his head, as if taken aback.

Ning Lang asked him, "What's next?"

"Then Second Senior Sister killed them all with scissors. They were all killed. There was blood. There was blood everywhere in that broken room."

Gan Tang looked at Ning Lang with tears on her face.

Ning Lang took a deep breath, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, there are many people in this world who should be killed."

Gan Tang smiled.

Laughing pears with rain.

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