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Bird's Nest Gorge.

At the bottom of the tiankeng, under the faint light, two figures could be vaguely seen lying on the ground one by one. Beside them, a water pool was radiating cold air, surrounded by white mist.

Two full days passed, and Mu Feng still knew it.

"Mu boy, Mu boy,..."

Shouts came from his mind, and finally, Mu Feng's consciousness began to recover, and the vague voice became clear. [

"Old devil?"

"Fuck, brat, you finally woke up, I thought you died." Mo Ao laughed and cursed, but he was actually worried, if Mu Feng really died, he would be finished too.

This tiankeng is hundreds of meters deep. Except for the explorers, no one else will come here. Even the explorers may not come here for discovery. If the wood wind dies, Moao will be a disaster. Regaining a new life and wanting to take revenge would be empty talk.

Fortunately, Mu Feng's consciousness has recovered at this moment.

"I'm not dead?" Mu Feng asked in surprise.

Recalling the blow of the Great Elder, Mu Feng smiled wryly to himself, the opponent was really strong, he thought that even if he lost with a full blow, he would win evenly, but he didn't know that he was laid down in the sinkhole.

"Your sister, you almost died, but now you are no different from a dead person. Your bones and meridians are all broken, and you can't move at all except your consciousness." Mo Ao said.

"Old devil, I don't want to die, you can't just ignore death." Mu Feng begged.

Mo Ao pondered, then sighed, "I have no choice now, everything depends on you, if you can survive, your strength will definitely rise to a higher level, if you can't survive, I am a disaster, and you are also a disaster gone."

"Damn it, you can't think of a way."

"What can I do, Lao Tzu is just a soul body, unless..."

"Unless there is something, don't lose your appetite." Mu Feng said angrily.

"Have you forgotten the Chaos Derivation Art? This exercise was a fragment when I got it, but you have seen the magic of this exercise before. Maybe it can help you recover by practicing it." Moao said.

"But I feel that there is no power in my body now, and my meridians are useless. How can I cultivate?" Mu Feng said bitterly.

"Try it, if it really can't be recovered, then we can only accept our fate." Mo Aonai said.

I grass!

Mu Feng cursed in his heart, accept your sister's life.

There are so many women outside waiting for my comfort, so it is not worthwhile to die like this.

No, regardless of success or failure, we have to try. [

"I don't want to accept my fate like this."

"I don't want to either, Mu boy, I'm pinning all my hopes on you, so don't let me down."

"Go away, pervert."

"Grass!"

Mu Feng vaguely remembered the chaotic formula, now he has only cultivated to the sixth level, and the seventh level is the life-and-death formula. As for what is the life-and-death formula, he really doesn't understand.

The three-transformation magic body is a physical cultivation method, but this chaotic derivation formula is a realm cultivation. In other words, whether it can break through to the seventh level of life and death depends on Mu Feng's understanding.

The so-called life and death, what is life and what is death, Mu Feng's mind is blurred.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm sorry for your uncle, what the hell is this, I don't understand, I don't understand at all." Mu Feng cursed in his heart.

and many more!

Just as he was yelling, a thought suddenly flashed in Mu Feng's mind, as if he had captured something, but after thinking about it again, his mind started to mess up again.

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.

How can we see through life and death, and where is the meaning of life and death?

Comprehension, what the hell is comprehension?

Gradually, Mu Feng's mind was cleared, it went blank, he forgot everything, forgot everything.

Birth, a newborn baby, death, an old man, no, no, too one-sided.

Life is like a new sprout in spring, and death is like a dry weed in autumn.

Why is this?

Why the world is so wonderful and what principles it follows.

Or life or death, all because of what.

What does life represent, and what does death represent.

One by one why, kept wandering in Mu Feng's mind, time, every minute and every second passed, Mu Feng was still looking for the answer.

Hours passed, half a day passed, a day passed, three days passed. [

There was a rumble in Mu Feng's mind, it was the sound of thunder.

It was crackling again, it was raindrops.

The whistling sound is the breeze.

·····The rotation of each scene, a variety of different feelings.

Finally, Mu Feng shuddered, he understood.

It's energy!

Is there life and death in this world?

It can be said to exist, or not to exist. Life or death is just the transformation of energy, the transformation of one form to another, returning to the essence, or energy.

Whether it is a person or a plant, it is the same with everything in the world.

"This is life and death, this is life and death." Mu Feng figured it out, fell silent, and felt the broken meridians and broken bones with his heart.

At the same time, a miracle happened.

A strange force began to swim through Mu Feng's body, every time he passed through the destroyed meridians and bones, Mu Feng could obviously feel a sharp pain, but he held back, after he understood the pain Maybe it will bring new life.

The power moved slowly, changing from slow to fast to slow, a faint white light enveloped Mu Feng's body, dragged his whole body up, and suspended him in the air.

Mo Ao saw the changes of Mu Feng in his eyes, and felt quite comforted in his heart. He had also practiced this exercise before and knew the mystery of it, but he couldn't tell Mu Feng, but he needed Mu Feng to feel it himself, to feel the world. The essence of all things, feel the mystery of life and death.

For most of the day, the white light covering Mu Feng's body gradually faded, and finally completely submerged into his body. The moment the white light entered his body, his closed eyes finally opened.

"Hahaha, old devil, I'm done."

"Okay, that's fine." Mo Ao said angrily, but he was very upset in his heart, thinking that when he was on this point, it took him a few months, but Mu Feng only spent two or three days.

Nima, this gap is too big.

Jealous, very jealous.

"Old devil, are you envious of the young master, hehe."

"I will envy you?"

"That's jealousy."

"I'm jealous of your sister, don't be complacent, so what if you recover, you're not that birdy, even that kind of character almost kills you, you have to fuck up, in the cultivation world, you can catch a lot of people like that, Even a mouthful of saliva will kill you." Only in this way can Moao find a sense of balance.

"Yes, yes, I admit that I'm a small person, but I'm just wondering why you, a big person, are still made into this appearance?" Mu Geng said solemnly.

"..." Moao said for a long time, and then roared, "Damn boy, you look down on me."

"I really didn't, how dare I."

"You have it, okay, hum! I advise you to cultivate quickly, and when I return, if I don't beat you until you don't even know your woman, I will not be Moao."

"Hey, the young master is waiting for you."