Chapter 353

Since the first World War of that day, Zifeng's divine consciousness has fallen into chaos, or it should be that the sea of knowledge is on the edge of collapse, with dense cracks, deep gullies, and wisps of spiritual power gathering and dissipating. If the broken surface was not maintained by the roots of the central spirit family's heart, Zifeng's whole sea of knowledge would collapse.

In the sky above Zifeng's sea, the gray air flow has not dispersed and is still entrenched. However, with time, the color of the gray air mass becomes thinner and thinner, and the hidden things inside seem to be exposed.

Knowing the sea, the light on Xiaoguang's body is unprecedentedly dim, as gray as death and dying

Even Xiaobai was lying beside Zifeng with a pair of malaise. Her bright hair was gray and lifeless at this time.

In Zifeng's room, Lin xuanke and Bai Yihan sat together with a sigh, "xuanke, how do you know Zifeng?"

Asked by Bai Yihan, Lin Xuan could not help blushing and faltering about what happened in the boundless forest that day

Memory is like a river, a river passing through time, drawing the eyes of memory and flowing into the distance. The river is clear and pregnant with infinite reverie. Every time Lin Xuan can wander on the beach, every sound splashed in the river is so unforgettable, and the soul often Moors in the lost years. At that moment, it seemed as if it was perfectly integrated with the river. In the autumn sun, it outlined simplicity like an oil painting, but still glittered with simple happiness.

Bai Yihan looked at Lin xuanke's happy expression and didn't know how to think in her heart, but her eyes were dim. With Lin xuanke's narration, she suddenly looked back. She seemed to hear the murmuring sound of the river. Her soft eyes described the whole sandbar as a perfect picture.

When Lin xuanke talked about what happened in the butterfly building, Zifeng, who had been lying in bed for a long time, suddenly gave a painful roar. Bai Yihan and Lin xuanke hurriedly came to the bed. At this time, Zifeng exudes big drops of sweat in front of his forehead, frowns tightly, and has a painful expression

"Come on! Call elder Wan Zhou quickly! " Bai Yihan immediately shouted to Wu Feichen waiting outside. At this time, they couldn't help at all.

But before Wu Feichen went out, he didn't want to rush to a group of people outside. Among them, 10000 boats were impressively listed, but there were indeed two old men who had not been masked. They were clear and thin, with a breath of juechen. Both of them were worried. Without saying hello, they rushed directly to Zifeng and immediately explored.

Wan Zhou called Bai Yihan and Lin Xuan back, "they are the Fuxiu elders of Haoran college and the teachers of Zifeng. The whole Haoran college is unparalleled in their spiritual attainments." In this way, Bai Yihan and others knew it, and then looked forward anxiously.

As soon as Yanwu's spiritual power entered Zifeng's sea of knowledge, it was instantly submerged by the chaotic spiritual storm and lost its trace. He turned his head and looked at Pei Zhen. He found that Pei Zhen's face was the same, and immediately panicked.

Mental storm can occur in two situations. One is that when mental power breaks through, mental power soars extremely, and the situation of out of control will appear in the form of storm when it is difficult to suppress. It is also a test other than illusion that a psychiatrist must experience when making a breakthrough. The second is that the spirit is severely damaged, the sea collapses, the spirit of nowhere to go, and the scene of temporary chaos.

One is good and the other is bad. Seeing Yan Wu standing up with a dignified face, Wan Zhou couldn't help walking forward, "what's the matter? What happened to Zifeng? "

He didn't want to be angry at Yanwu and shouted at Wanzhou, "what's the matter? Wan Zhou, you man, how did you promise me when you left that you wanted to bring Zifeng back to me completely? Now, I'll ask you when I have time to clean you up! Is there a psychiatrist in the martial arts Dabi? Has Zifeng's mental power been hurt? " As soon as the tone changed, he asked anxiously.

Being scolded by Yan Wu, Wan Zhou had no temperament and looked anxious. He was no worse than Yan Wu, "why? Can't even you two save Zifeng? "

"Save? How? Zifeng now knows that the sea is in chaos. He can't detect the situation inside. Has Zifeng's mental power been hurt? " Pei Zhen jumped up, grabbed Wan Zhou and asked.

Wan Zhou hurriedly replied, "at that time, Zifeng seemed to imprison a strong man in the realm of King Wu, and then fell to the ground."

"What?" Wan Zhou was interrupted by Yan Wu before he finished his words. Zifeng, the strong king of Wu, was just a later general. He didn't know the heaven and earth to imprison the strong king of Wu. When it was over, his spirit must be eaten back. Looking back at Zifeng, whose face was very white at this time, Yanwu was gloomy in his heart.

But Pei Zhen still didn't want to believe it and asked, "don't you feel a sad breath suddenly gushing out of Zifeng, which makes you cry?" Zifeng is now in the middle of his ascent to the church. If he makes a breakthrough, he must experience the test of "Sadness". Even if this is the case, he is unwilling to give up his last hope.

At the moment Pei Zhen opened his mouth, Bai Yihan suddenly thought of the scene in front of the Bai family. The situation was chaotic at that time, but Bai Yihan still noticed that Zifeng stood there motionless for a short time, and there was an inexplicable smell of sadness around him. The sadness was so deep and unforgettable.

"Yes, I feel that Zifeng did have this situation!" Bai Yihan said quickly. She understood that the two people had been asking this, which must be related to the treatment of Zifeng.

Sure enough, as soon as Bai Yihan's voice fell, Yan Wu and Pei Zhen suddenly lit up in their eyes, then looked at each other, took out a jade bottle from the amulet bag in the puzzled look of the people, and then poured out an insect with almost transparent color. It was round, and there was no similarity in their eyes

But when Yanwu put the insect on Zifeng's forehead, the insect quickly disappeared and disappeared.

At the same time, Yan Wu's expression was serious, his hands were flying up and down, and a repressive breath immediately filled the whole room.

At this time, Zifeng's painful face seemed to ease a little, but only for a moment, an invisible storm came. Yanwu retreated three steps, dizzy and nearly fell to the ground.

Later, in the puzzled look of the people, his index finger trembled and pointed to Zifeng, "Zifeng"

"Come on, what's going on!" Pei Zhen began to drink angrily.