Town School Little Fox [Cultivation]

At the moment when he couldn't feel the power of the contract, Shen Hezhi only felt that the blood in his body was cold, as if all thoughts were lost, and the whole world lost its color.

He has always known how important the little ancestor is in his heart, but it wasn't until the real loss, the feeling that his soul was taken away, that he truly realized what it means to be more precious than life.

Why didn't he just get hacked to death in the thunder tribulation just now?Why let him face this world without little ancestors?

At that moment, Shen Hezhi even wanted to kill himself.

However, the strange expression shown by Zhao Yu's mainstream made him doubtful.

If it was Tianjie who cut off the contract between him and the little ancestor, if the little ancestor left him for some reason, or was severely injured because of the severing of the contract, Zhao Yuzhu should not show such a look.

It's more like he has never seen his little ancestor?

How is this possible, the little ancestor is Elder Songtian, after Heavenly Tribulation cut off the contract between him and the little ancestor, did he also erase the existence of the little ancestor?

Shen Hezhi was shaken by the sudden doubt, and realized that the disappearance of the little ancestor was not that simple, and his original desire to die was also slightly diluted.

It is useless to ask for death, he must know what is going on.

"Lord Zhao Yu, where is Elder Songtian who I have befriended?"

Lord Zhao was stunned, "You said Elder Shen. Elder Shen left Xianzong after receiving the secret order of the sect, but it happened to be during your catastrophe period. You were really dangerous just now. Fortunately, you have a deep destiny, and even the catastrophe can't do anything No."

Elder Chen?

Shen Hezhi suppressed the doubts in his heart, "Thank you Master Zhao for your concern, the disciple is fine."

Seeing that he had just passed through the thunder calamity, he was still in a bit of a panic, Zhao Yuzhu no longer disturbed him, "Since you have successfully passed the thunder calamity, you are the sect's distracted young lord, remember to come to the disciple hall to change the authority , consolidate your cultivation well, and I won’t bother you.”

Shen Hezhi sent Zhao Territory Master and other fellow disciples away, while he propped up his remnant body that had barely regained some aura and went back to Feirongshan's courtyard.

This place is no different from the past. Every flower and tree looks familiar. These were originally planted by the little ancestor himself. Now that the little ancestor has wiped away the traces, why do these things still exist?

Shen Hezhi's mood was tumbling.

He suspected that this place was an illusion, but his strength, the people around him, and everything around him were too real, and there was no flaw at all. This feeling of reality and disobedience made Shen Hezhi feel the pain of his soul being torn apart.

He was in a mess. Although he suspected the reason for the disappearance of his little ancestor, he couldn't figure out what he should do and how to do it.

He suppressed the thousands of thoughts in his heart, the most urgent task is to restore his strength and completely break through to the stage of distraction.No matter what he wants to do next, strength is the most important part.

Shen Hezhi retreated in the practice room for several months, and when he broke through, his strength had been completely stabilized at the stage of the initial stage of the avatar, and his body that had been damaged by the catastrophe had also been completely repaired, without leaving any hidden injuries.

It was only after leaving the practice room that Shen Hezhi noticed something was wrong.

There was an extra person in the yard outside the house. He was dressed in black, sitting recliningly on a deck chair by the pool, with his wide sleeves dragging to the ground. At this moment, his back was facing him, and he was pouring fish food into the pool with a fistful of fish food in his hand. toss.

Shen Hezhi's heart moved, and he faintly felt something.

Sensing his movement, the man in black threw all the fish food in his hand into the pond, then turned around and gave him a soft smile, "He'er? I expected it, you really will Going out in the near future."

This familiar appearance, familiar figure, familiar smile, and all-too-familiar voice are clearly the appearance of the little ancestor when he transformed into a human form.

"Elder Shen?"

The man in black frowned, waved his sleeves, and he came to Shen Hezhi, and raised his hand to touch Shen Hezhi's forehead without allowing Shen Hezhi to resist, "You're not sick, why, you were struck by those twelve lightning bolts Are you confused?"

"Everyone calls me Yi'er on weekdays, but now they call me Elder Shen in such a strange way? Are you itchy, little brat?"

Shen Hezhi felt a little uncomfortable when his forehead was touched. He pretended to be innocent and pulled down the palm on his forehead, and raised the most standard smile, "Yi... I misunderstood, but I escaped death in the thunder calamity earlier, Swimming between life and death for a while, the whole person was in a trance, and I couldn't turn around for a while."

Shen Yi waved his hand and opened Shen Hezhi's palm that was loosely encircling him, frowned and looked at Shen Hezhi's appearance, "You are not right, it is not because of Lei Jie."

After that, his expression changed, and he grabbed Shen Hezhi's neck with one hand.

Even if Shen Hezhi had broken through distraction, he was still no match for He Yuanqi. Shen Yi's sudden change of face made Shen Hezhi, who had been vigilant, aware of it, but he couldn't resist at all.

"You're not He'er, Duoshe? Transformation? Who are you?"

The palms that pinched Shen Hezhi's neck tightened, even if a cultivator could enter the tortoise's breath, it would still be a dead end if his neck was twisted, and the feeling of being controlled by someone's lifeline was not good.

Shen Hezhi's eyes were slightly red, but he didn't speak.

It really wasn't his little ancestor, even if he had exactly the same face, the same aura, the same strength, and used the alias of his little ancestor, he wasn't his little ancestor.

The little ancestor was definitely reluctant to hurt him like this.

Shen Hezhi didn't speak, nor did he argue, those dark eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without any waves, Shen Yi's brows became more and more wrinkled.

He finally relaxed his strength and let go of the palm that was holding Shen Hezhi's neck, "This body is indeed He'er's soul, I didn't notice the difference. You... are indeed He'er."

"What the hell happened to you?"

"Why, I have only been away for a month, and just missed your distraction period, and you have changed so much?"

Shen Yi pinched a circle of red marks on the neck of Shen Hezhi's distracted body that had been tempered by Lei Jie, which shows that he really didn't hold back Shen Hezhi just now.

Shen Hezhi turned his neck to relieve the remaining discomfort, Shen Yi was a little uncomfortable seeing him.

"Maybe I am not the Shen Hezhi you know." And you are not the little ancestor I contracted with.

Shen Yi frowned, a little puzzled.

He didn't understand why this happened, "It's not the Shen Hezhi I know? Then who are you? Why do you occupy He'er's body? And why are you completely similar to his soul?"

Shen Hezhi didn't say a word, he didn't know what was going on with the current situation.

Shen Yi looked at his brows and didn't relax, he snorted, a little resentful, "Well, regardless of whether your brain was hacked or what happened, you are the majestic Young Sect Master of Linggan Immortal Sect, or Who is Tianjiao, who has survived twelve times the power of thunder and calamity, showing such a dull look?"

"Since you have the same soul fluctuation as He'er, and I don't know what's going on, before He'er comes back, I will trust you and treat you as He'er."

"Now cheer me up!"

As soon as Shen Yi finished speaking, he raised his hand and attacked Shen Hezhi. Although Shen Yi was full of disobedience, Shen Hezhi had to admit that he was really similar to his little ancestor, and he was the one who attacked. The number of paths is exactly the same.

Shen Hezhi often sparred with his little ancestor, and when Shen Yi suppressed his strength and attacked him, his moves were exactly the same as his little ancestor's little preference.

Shen Hezhi raised his hand to scatter the bright red flames with a whistling wind. The ear-piercing scream seemed to be able to pierce the eardrum and hit the soul directly. This kind of sonic attack is hard to guard against, and the effect is also very gratifying.

Shen Yi lifted his chin, raised his head, and let out a long howl, which just happened to shatter the sound wave residue in the space. Seeing that the sound wave attack was not effective, Shen Hezhi twisted his body forward, and the high-speed rotating wind spirit wrapped his fist, and was struck by the thunderbolt. After forging the body with strength and the inheritance of the Sacred Heart Sky Fox's essence and blood, his physical body faced Shen Yi, a strong man in the Yuan Dynasty.

The two of them came and went, their figures were so fast that they couldn't even see the afterimages. Only the powerful wind aura and fire aura exploded or scattered everywhere from time to time, showing the traces of their existence.

The two of them fought for an unknown amount of time, until Shen Hezhi exhausted the spirit energy in his body and was unable to move, Shen Yi stopped his hands unsatisfied, "That's right, your attack is no different from usual, it's just that you just advanced I haven't been in the gods for a long time, and I'm not yet proficient in the aura and realm of the distracted stage, so I need to practice hard."

Shen Yi said, "Next, I will help you adapt to your strength as soon as possible, so don't be lazy!"

Shen Hezhi quickly absorbed the spiritual energy to restore his strength, and did not respond to Shen Yi's words, but Shen Yi took it as his acquiescence.

What followed was Shen Hezhi's half-year-long beating process.

Shen Yi said that he wanted to help him integrate the strength of the distraction period, that is, he didn't release the water at all, and beat him to death completely, without relaxing at all.

Shen Hezhi was beaten every day, he couldn't resist, his aura was exhausted, and the process of recovering aura continued to cycle, and he lost some random thoughts, and gradually put aside the problems that had troubled him for a long time, and concentrated on dealing with Shen Yi's endless tricks.

After half a year of running-in between the two, they have also eliminated a lot of the initial unfamiliarity and guard, and seem to have regained the tacit understanding and intimacy they once had.

It seemed that all the previous troubles were mediocre, but in fact the two of them were still the same as before, and nothing had changed.

In the process of pointing out and dismantling tricks, Shen Hezhi, as the young sect master of Lingqian Immortal Sect, also went out to carry out the sect's mission with Shen Yi, the elder of Songtian.

Shen Yi is not a fox demon, but a real human race, so Lingqian Immortal Sect did not treat the fox demon with such care, and did not hide the person as much as possible so as not to be noticed by outsiders, lest he be slandered by others.

Shen Yi and Shen Hezhi can appear on any occasion in an open and aboveboard manner, showing their intimacy in front of everyone, and there is no need to be cautious or avoid any taboos in front of the Qin family.

Shen Hezhi can introduce Shen Yi's identity to all his friends and subordinates, without worrying about the consequences, without trying to cover it up, and without guarding against others' coveting.

This feeling is unprecedented ease and comfort, as if all the troubles have been solved, and the haze in Shen Hezhi's heart is gradually dissipating.

That's enough, he thought.

On the way back to Linggan Xianzong, Shen Hezhi raised his hand to block the oncoming sun.

It is enough.

At this moment, all the people, things, and scenes around were shattered.

Shen Hezhi woke up in a burst of severe pain, the power of thunder calamity that had been raging all around had not yet dissipated, looking at the little fox with a concerned face in the distance, Shen Hezhi couldn't help curling the corners of his lips slightly.

No matter how beautiful everything in the dream is, it can't compare to the warmth of reality after all.

The little ancestor here is where his heart belongs.