Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 135 Who's Who's Choice
"I don't understand, but according to previous records, Wang Zhichao has never left Qifengtian on his own initiative." Bian Zheng said calmly, "Not once."

The smile on Fengxian's face restrained a little, and she argued, "That's because I'm here."

"I'm here, so Huihui came looking for me."

The creatures of Qifengtian do not leave their homeland easily. The lineage of the Feng family in Tonggong is considered a special case. As early as ten thousand years ago, some people left Qifengtian and crossed the sea of ​​stars to station in the sky realm. Nether blood sea.

For ten thousand years, many clansmen have come here intermittently.

What is it for?I'm afraid only a few people know about it.

Feng Jun is infallible, never will, and will never be.

All souls only need to obey His orders and do what they should do, and the rest is to quietly wait for the day when the mission is completed.

"You are here, and the King's Nest is looking for you across the star sea. It seems very reasonable."

Hearing what Bian Zheng said, the smile on Feng Xian's face increased instead of diminishing.

"You know, the King's Nest was damaged too badly this time. Most of the nest shells were gone, and the remaining part was irreversibly damaged in the Nether Blood Sea."

Bian Zheng looked at him and continued: "Because there has never been a record of King's Nest leaving Qifengtian before, we can't judge where the upper limit of the King's Nest's damage is, and now we have no way of knowing how to deal with the King's Nest. Where does the damage come from."

Feng Xian's smile gradually disappeared, and Bian Qi looked back and forth between the two with a blank face.

"I'm not trying to hit you, and I won't say anything about Wang Zhichao choosing such an unreliable person." Bian Zheng was worried, "Please remember carefully, why did you suddenly think of running to the Netherworld that day? Sea of ​​blood?"

This question is very critical, the whereabouts of the King's Nest will definitely appear within a hundred feet of the guardian it chooses, without exception.

If Fengxian hadn't run to the Nether Blood Sea, King's Nest wouldn't have fallen into the Blood Sea either.

When reminded by Bian Zheng, Feng Xian also thought of this question, and her complexion suddenly became ugly.

After pulling the little girl back from the line of life and death, he also thought about it carefully afterwards, that day the king's lair almost wiped his face and fell straight into the nether sea of ​​blood—in other words, it was because of him that he fell into the sea of ​​blood. The ashes of Huihui just ruined the disaster for no reason.

Because of this, he understood the meaning of Bian Zheng's words, and no longer denied that he was unreliable in the past.

It is indeed their duty to regularly inspect the Nether Blood Sea and check for any abnormalities, but this matter has always been left to the two juniors of Tong Gong and Feng Xian's two good nephews.

That's right, let alone a year difference, even if it's a few hundred years difference, depending on the seniority, Feng Xian thinks he is Lao Tzu, and that is Lao Tzu.

In addition, although Feng Yin has a bad temper, she really has nothing to say about her ability and means, not to mention his good niece Feng Niang, who is outstanding in every aspect.

Feng Xian was very relieved to entrust the matter to them, and called it experience.

Well, he is also very relieved to play outside.

As for the affairs in the palace, there are two elders in the family, how can it be his turn to worry about it as a junior?

Fengxian recalled the scene of that day in detail, and said: "I remember very clearly. It was the eve of the Fengtian Festival in Yaoyu, and Fengniang came to tell me that she had completed her inspection of the Nether Blood Sea. There is no change from the depths of the sea of ​​blood."

"She invited her companions to attend the Fengtian Festival together, and she will leave the palace for a few days."

The inspection of the Nether Blood Sea does not need to be very frequent, normally once a month is enough.

But the fifth palace lord of Tong Palace, Feng, has always been a very responsible and diligent person. Excluding the training time, it is necessary to inspect the Nether Blood Sea every few days, and even most of the time the whole person They all stayed directly near the Nether Blood Sea and never left.

"It stands to reason that since she completed her inspection before she left, I don't need to go to check it out."

Feng Xian frowned. Judging from his own personality and daily behavior, he should not do such unnecessary and boring things.

But what happened later became hazy in my memory for some reason, and every time I thought about it, it was like looking at the moon in the fog or flowers in the mirror.

"According to this, this matter is really full of doubts." Bian Zheng pondered for a while, and said slowly.

Bian Qi asked blankly, "Any more questions?"

Why doesn't he know anything?Are there so many ways behind this?
Bian Zheng glanced at him, and said softly: "There is a problem between her bones, soul, body, and blood."

"Aside from the burning of fire and poison, for some reason, Huihui's soul has always been on the tendency to leave the body." After a short pause, Bian Zheng continued, "I can't do enough, it doesn't seem very real in this matter. , I can only find a way to temporarily suppress it."

The so-called method in his mouth is to use the soul-suppressing technique supplemented by the soul-suppressing wood, together with many spiritual plants for requieming the soul, trying to make the little girl's spirit as stable as possible, or even quiet down.

Bian Qi suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is also the reason why the little girl slept for so long."

"Exactly." The white-haired fairy's gentle face was full of embarrassment.

"But this is not a long-term solution after all. No matter how gentle the soul-suppressing technique is used, it will have an impact on the soul itself."

Fengxian's pupils shrank slightly: "What effect? ​​Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

His tone was a little anxious, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.

The soul is the most important thing for a living being, and it is usually more fragile than the physical body, so he can't help being anxious—not to mention the soul of the youngest son, if something goes wrong, it will be all right for a person to become stupid It is light, but if it is heavy, the soul will disappear.

"Don't worry."

Bian Zheng calmly removed Feng Xian's hand on her shoulder, and rescued the hair that was aching because of his excessive strength.

Why can't he understand the panic in his friend's heart?
"The good news is that her soul is tougher and thicker than ordinary people, and there are even hidden signs of surpassing those in the Qi training realm. The influence of the soul-suppressing technique has not yet been revealed, and it should be fine for the time being."

Before Feng Xian could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Bian Zheng continue: "The bad news is that the stronger Huihui's soul is, the greater the reaction to the soul suppressing technique will be."

"Another one is that her physical body is too weak..."

Before Bian Zheng finished speaking, Feng Xian and Bian Qi understood what he meant, and said in unison: "Her body cannot retain her soul."

Can't keep it, can't bear it.

The soul that has lost its shelter has two fates. One is the heaven and the earth, the two souls return to the heaven and the earth, and the soul of life returns to its original place. .

As for the shell that has lost the soul, as time goes by, the vitality in the shell will gradually fade away until it is exhausted.

In the case of their little girl, the day when the soul leaves the body is the time of death.

Bian Zheng was very embarrassed, "And the most important point is that fire poison is not static."

It cannot be eradicated, and it has always been entrenched in the little girl's body, bit by bit eating away at her flesh, vitality, and energy to strengthen itself.

In other words, as she grows up, the fire poison will only become stronger and stronger-until the day when her vitality recovery speed can't catch up with the fire poison corroding herself, she will be completely freed.

Sensing the faintest breathing sound in the house, the black-haired man who has always been fearless looked at the cabin with a slightly dignified gaze.

He looked at Bian Zheng, and asked in a rough voice, "Is she completely cut off from the path of cultivation?"

"Is there no other way?"

Fengxian believes in what her friends can do. Tianxiao is too small, and the inheritance is far from being comparable to the ancient Qifengtian. Even with the addition of the so-called immortals in Xianyu, there is no comparison. Bian Zheng is more reliable and more trustworthy.

The doctor is prudent, unlike himself, his good friend is not a person who will talk about it, and he is not too modest when he says that he can do something.

This means that they are in a dead end.

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……

Fengxian came and went in a hurry.

He just asked a question before leaving.

"She, I mean my Hui Hui, how long can she stay here?"

He didn't say words such as how long he can live, or how long he can last. He felt that those words were inauspicious, so he didn't want to say them.

He just left a message, as if it was just a short separation, and there will always be a day when we will meet again.

Bian Zheng replied: "Less than ten years."

After thinking about it, Bian Zheng added, "Axian, you have to know that there are no absolutes in everything."

"You're right." Fengxian turned her head and gave him a deep look, "I believe in you, from the beginning to the end."

He also believed that fate would not be so stingy that he would not even give a chance to the child who chose him.

At this moment, the slender long hair on his back spread out in the air, turning into flowing flames, like burning wings, supporting him to hang in the air.

Bian Zheng asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"When I was practicing in the sea of ​​stars, I heard a saying in other worlds, which is called heaven has the virtue of good life." Feng Xian smiled slightly, and the sharp and bright face softened a lot.

"Xian was thinking, is it still too late to start doing good deeds?"

Choice should always be a mutual matter.

No matter what other people think, Feng Xian always thinks so.

Since you chose me, then I will also choose you.

You trust me, and I trust you in the same way.

This is a very simple thing, but it is often very difficult to do it like this.

It is said that wood and stone are heartless and ruthless, but they themselves will change with the changes of the world. People are not wood and stone, but flesh and blood. How can they be unchanged?
"From the moment she decided to trust me and choose me, I decided to love her."

This kind of love has nothing to do with any unnecessary disputes and entanglements, it is just a very simple like, trust and sudden heartbeat, which becomes the appearance of love.

And the heartbeat only takes a moment.

Just when she stretched out her hand to herself and looked at herself.

Seeing that no one answered her, Fengxian asked herself and answered, "I'm starting to regret wasting a hundred years."

If he had known that there would be a day when he would be chosen, he should have started preparing for it from the moment of understanding.

Fengxian spoke calmly, but to Bianqi's ears, every word in his ear was as important as a thousand pounds.

The same is true for Bian Zheng, who remained silent. Only at this moment did he roughly understand that Wang Zhichao's choice may really never go wrong.

After a long time, he sighed: "All the spirits living in Fengtian have the possibility to become kings and protectors, and you are probably the only one who has not prepared from the beginning to the end."

Hearing what Bian Zheng said, the flowing flames around Feng Xian froze along with the smile on her face, but they wouldn't fall from the sky.

Soon, he smiled again: "So, in order to prevent regret from catching up with me, I should do what a guardian should do."

"Now, I entrust my treasure to you."

Feng Xian looked at the white-haired fairy with a calm expression on the ground, bent slightly, and lowered her eyebrows.

"Swear by the boundless splendor of the nine heavens, and witness the supreme glory of the ten earths."

Before anyone could reply, he turned and left.

An empty sigh.

"Do your best."

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Bian Qi looked at the many scrolls in front of him silently.

His voice was hoarse and depressed, and he said, "I still remember when Hui Hui just woke up, she was only a tiny bit old."

He stretched out his hand to gesture a height, and continued: "Her bones are too brittle and too soft to walk, so she can only sit on Liuguang and run around with Master."

Liu Guang is Bian Qi's saber, he is called Liu Guang, so his saber is naturally called Liu Guang after himself.

What Bian Zheng discovered at the beginning was that apart from the problems of blood, spirit and body, the rest of Sheng Yu's body was the problem of bones.

For some reason, the little girl's bones were missing a part, and a small part was very different from the bones in other places.

Missing are ten ribs and one leg bone each from the lower leg.

The difference is in the phalanges of the left hand.

When the little girl was rescued, Feng Yin couldn't understand why she was injured in such a state, and she was a newborn child, why she still had a little ability to move, able to roll and roll.

It was only later that everyone realized that what supported the strength of the little girl's entire upper body and gave her the ability to move was precisely those ordinary phalanges with invisible heels.

What is even more incomprehensible is that Bian Zheng tried her best, exhausted all the methods she knew, but failed to make her lost bones grow again.

Who is he?
He is a cultivator with the talent of Qi Fengtian's ancient inheritance, and he is one of the top and best medical masters and alchemy masters in the entire Tianxiao.

The living dead, flesh and bones, should be the least things worth mentioning.

Bian Zheng didn't understand, and so did everyone else.

The existence of the fire poison made the little girl's bones soft and brittle, which undoubtedly made the situation worse. In order to reduce the burden on her walking, he could only wait for the little girl to grow up a bit, and then use the bone peeled off from the top of the towering paulownia wood. Zhigan made a fake bone for her.

They watched her stand on the ground again and, day by day, learn to walk.

(End of this chapter)