Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

"No hurry, no hurry, disciple, please wait." Xu Si waved his hands quickly and ran away quickly as he spoke. Keep a safe enough distance from Han Fei.

"Why are you running so far? I can't harm you as a teacher." Han Fei looked at Xu Si who ran to the side with some humor, and ignored him and continued walking in with Feng Baobao.

Xu Si followed leisurely, and this time he said nothing and moved forward. He was afraid that Han Fei would really throw him into a bad situation. Han Fei had done this kind of thing before, and he would throw him into it at every turn. The illusion is also called "trial". He is familiar with the illusion, but he is not familiar with this situation. He does not want to be Han Fei's guinea pig.

The three of them passed through a stone bridge in pairs and soon reached the "Who is a Man" cave at the end of the valley. In the cave, there was a pavilion where the rootless collection was stored.

Han Fei took Feng Baobao to the oil painting. The oil painting showed a little girl sitting on the windowsill. The little girl had a pair of big, smart eyes and looked very cute when she smiled.

Perhaps because it has been too long, the oil painting has faded and the canvas has begun to turn yellow. Feng Baobao squatted down and gently touched the face that was exactly the same as hers in the oil painting. There was a bright light in his eyes, as if he remembered something. Her body began to tremble, and she held her head in pain, and kept mumbling, "Who am I? Who am I? It's so familiar. Why can't I remember it? I can't remember it."

Han Fei sighed, pulled Baobao Feng, gently held her in his arms, stroked Baobao Feng's head, and comforted softly, "Baby, let's not be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, take your time, you will remember."

When Feng Baobao was in pain, the pure white lotus in Feng Baobao's sea of ​​consciousness emitted hazy white light, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness. The white light fell on Feng Baobao's soul, washing his soul. Feng Baobao's soul was purified here. Completely enveloped by the power, it was solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her scarred soul was also being repaired bit by bit. Gradually, Feng Baobao slowly calmed down.

"Little Taoist, my heart aches so much. I feel this painting is so familiar, but I don't know why, I just can't remember it." Feng Baobao snuggled into Han Fei's arms, holding him tightly, with tears glistening in his eyes.

Han Fei could feel that in just this moment, Feng Baobao's soul crossed the realm of Yin God and transformed into Yang God. As long as he experienced another thunder tribulation and transformed Yin into Yang, he could enter the realm of Yang God. After surviving nine thunder tribulations, the Yin God can be completely transformed into the Yang God. Once the Yang God is completed, he can step on the sun and the moon without a shadow, enter gold and stone without being hindered, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and develop his own supernatural powers.

Previously, Feng Baobao had a defective soul and could not enter the Yangshen realm. Although this oil painting did not allow her to retrieve her past memories, it also allowed him to understand herself and fill the shortcomings in her soul. Han Fei could feel , Feng Baobao's emotions as a human are slowly returning.

What Feng Baobao practices is "Wandering God Controlling Qi" among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Divine Powers. This is a method that can truly become an immortal. It is different from the Yang Shen cultivated by the Quanzhen Sect's inner alchemy method. Their Yang Shen is made of alchemy. Light refines and gradually transforms into the Yangshen. There is no need to experience thunder tribulation. Although the path is different, the inner alchemy method practiced by the Quanzhen Sect is also a method that directly points to the great road. Now that the immortal road has been opened, perhaps among the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect A terrestrial god could really appear.

Xu Si stood aside awkwardly, not daring to speak. After a while, Feng Baobao gradually calmed down, pushed Han Fei away, and said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, thank you, I'm fine."

"Baby, why do I feel that you are different from before? You just smiled! You smiled, baby, dad will be very happy to know." Xu Si said with excitement on his face. He has never seen this in so many years. Feng Baobao smiled. Most of the time, her mood was as calm as stagnant water, so calm that she didn't look like a human being. This is why Xu Si's grandfather said that Feng Baobao was too cold.

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Baobao's mouth, and there was some light in his eyes. Although it was still very light, you could already feel her emotions from Feng Baobao's expression. This was already a huge improvement. In the past, Baobao Feng was indifferent to happiness and sadness. Most of the time, he was like an emotionless robot.

Now Feng Baobao is beginning to know how to laugh, and Xu Si is happier than Feng Baobao himself. Their family has been with Feng Baobao for so many years, and Feng Baobao is the person they are closest to.

"Xu Si, thank you, and thank you Xu San, Gou Wazi, Uncle Xu and Aunt Zhao. Thank you and your family for accompanying me for so many years. I owe you a lot." When Feng Baobao spoke, tears shone in his eyes.

"Hey! Why are you talking about this? We are a family. One family does not speak the same language as the other, right? Master?" Xu Si said, his voice a little choked and his eyes red. After so many years, they The family has paid a lot for Feng Baobao, especially his father. It can be said that his whole life has been dedicated to Feng Baobao. If he can get a thank you from Feng Baobao today, his father is considered worthy.

"Okay, why are you so sensational? It makes me want to cry. Baby, go look through these collections and see if there is anything familiar to you." Han Fei said.

Feng Baobao nodded and turned to look at the rootless collection. After Feng Baobao left, Han Fei picked up a yellow cloth bag from the portrait and handed it to Xu Si.

"What is this?" Xu Si took it with confusion on his face and opened the package curiously. Inside was a piece of folded parchment, and he didn't know what was recorded in it.

"You'll know after you take a look," Han Fei smiled, but did not tell Xu Si what it was, but there was a bit of amusement in his eyes when he looked at Xu Si.

"It's so mysterious, it can't be an erotic picture, right?" Xu Si curled his lips and said nonchalantly.

Xu Si unfolded the parchment. The paper was full of words, but it was not the erotic picture he imagined. This made Xu Si a little disappointed. Looking at the words on the paper, Xu Si whispered: "He is free to transform into a magic spell." ,······”

As Xu Si recited, a strange wave echoed in the cave. After Xu Si recited a few words, he felt in a trance, as if something was pulling on his soul. Then, something appeared on the top of Xu Si's head. A lotus flower and streaks of white light fell, and Xu Si regained consciousness in an instant. Xu Si quickly threw the parchment in his hand aside, looking like he was still frightened.

"How do you feel?" Seeing this, Han Fei laughed evilly, without any sign of being a master.

"Master, you cheated me again," Xu Si rolled his eyes and looked at Han Fei speechlessly. It was not that he had never thought that Han Fei was cheating him. Han Fei also did this kind of thing, but it was always These are harmless jokes between master and disciple.

But this time it seems to be a little different. This magic spell of his free transformation is a bit weird. Just chanting a few words can pull people into the illusion. If it were not for the pure white lotus to automatically protect the master, he would really fall into it. Of course, entering the illusion , he didn't think there was anything scary. After all, he had been thrown into the illusion by Han Fei since he was a child, but this thing was different from the illusion constructed by Han Fei.