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As for Qin Feng, when Qin Feng bowed, a gust of clear wind blew over. It gently caressed Fuxi's hair, and the light white wind danced about in the wind.

"Teacher, there's something I don't understand." Zhuge Kongming, who was next to Qin Feng, opened his mouth. At this time, Qin Feng couldn't speak, and he couldn't move his mind. He could only quietly watch what was happening around him.

"Rumble ?" It was the sound of Fuxi's head lowering as he stroked the zither.

"What is life, and what is death?" This was the question that Zhou Wen Wang had asked.

"Life is not to be congratulated, but death is not to be lamented. Life is life, death is death, life is also death, death is also life, life is also life, death is also death. " As Fuxi played with it, the zither music played these words in everyone's heart. Everyone quieted down, and so did Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had thought about this before. After all, life was death, so what was the point of life? If he died, then everything would just vanish into nothingness? After Qin Feng came to this world, he discovered that there were ghosts, but he still didn't want to invite them. Today, the zither music made Qin Feng sink into deep thought. Life and death! That's right, being alive meant that death was coming. Being born old and dying due to sickness was a natural thing to do. Death is life! The path of Samsara, after dying, was reborn due to some reason. Life brings with it more new life, and death is only normal ?

When Qin Feng thought of this, the dark green Eye of Samsara in his left eye quietly changed into a dark golden color. It was as if there were eight trigrams carved into it.

Just as Qin Feng woke up, everything calmed down and the zither music stopped. The four looked at Qin Feng and Qin Feng found that he could speak. Qin Feng opened his eyes and asked softly: "Teacher, I have something I don't understand."

"Speak." Fuxi laughed and actually stood in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked up at the man in front of him, but he wasn't nervous at all. He asked softly: "What is a Bodhi seed?"

However, Fuxi sighed heavily. He turned around and said, "You are stubborn. You are so talented, but I can't see through your future. However, I can calculate that if there are any unforeseen events in the future, it would all be due to obsession. "What a pity."

Qin Feng didn't seem to hear him and asked lightly: "What's a Bodhi seed?"

"Bodhi seed?" As if he had heard a joke, Fuxi laughed softly, "There was originally no Bodhi tree, so where did the Bodhi seed come from? It's just a game. "

"Bodhi tree?" Qin Feng lowered his head as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't understand.

"There is no such thing as a 'Bodhi tree'. What need does a mirror have?" Fuxi just said a few words softly, then sat down in front of the zither.

"Bodhi has no tree?" What need is there for Mirror Reflection Stage? " Qin Feng became silent again, but a celestial sound lingered in his ears. Qin Feng gently closed his eyes and looked into the distance.

After who knows how long had passed, the corner of Qin Feng's mouth lifted slightly. He smiled lightly and said: "The body is a Bodhi tree and the heart is like a mirror. Always wipe it with your hands and don't cause any dust."

He looked around him, but all he did was kneel down on the ground. His body continued to lean forward slightly, and beneath his knees was a ball of grass. Fuxi was staring at him. Qin Feng knew this was good fortune from his master. Qin Feng lightly bowed and said: "Master."

An ancient voice resounded in his ears, "You are the fifth disciple of my Fuxi. Today, you should take away my Fuxi Zither. This zither is not some sharp weapon, and it only helps you comprehend the Dao. From today onwards, our Master and disciple relationship has ended. Please leave."

Qin Feng, on the other hand, started to cry bitterly at the sight of Fuxi who had appeared in front of him at an unknown time. Qin Feng, on the other hand, started to cry bitterly at the sight of Fuxi who had appeared in front of him at an unknown time. It was just a fear at first glance.

Qin Feng didn't dare to be disobedient. He lightly wiped away his tears and resolutely withdrew from the door. After Qin Feng withdrew, the ground began to rumble. Qin Feng knew that this place was about to disappear. Qin Feng quickened his steps and flew up the stairs. He scanned the surroundings with his Spiritual Sense, but there was no one there. He immediately flew into the teleportation formation that he came from, and a spatial rift appeared behind him.

Qin Feng's heart surged. He stroked his chest and his eyes became clear. At this moment, Qin Feng was in a rare place within the great hall. It was simple and gave off a sense of majesty. There were more than ten people in the great hall, and the strangest thing was that most of them had weak auras, as if they were fighting a great battle. Qin Feng didn't plan to wade in this muddy water, but a voice suddenly rang in his ears. Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and he quickly flew over. Qin Feng heard an arrogant voice. It was the demon.

Several of the Palace's people started to fight with each other, but the Second Palace was very calm and didn't interfere at all. The Demons had originally come to play, but Ning Shan had put his hands together and kept urging them, which only added oil to the fire, and in a short while, five or six Aurous Core stage cultivators died, and of the remaining cultivators, four of them had the advantage, not a single one of them had any injuries, but one of the people in the Great Palace died and self-destructed. In the end, the only one that had some advantage was the Second Palace. Ning Xie had been observing the entire battlefield, but he hadn't made any movements, so he was naturally unaffected.

The demon beasts were originally very happy, because this way, they could just sit back and enjoy the benefits of being together with Ning Xie. The Bodhi seed was naturally in their hands, but the demon beasts never expected that Ning Xie would actually sneak attack them. A wave of cold wind blew past. The demon couldn't react in time and was instantly heavily injured. Ning Shan finally revealed his true appearance. His eyes were bloodshot, and even his body was suffused with a blood-red glow. He didn't look like a high monk at all, but more like a devil from hell.

"You!" The demon was shocked, because she did not know what kind of person Ning Xie was, but just now, Ning Xie's methods have already exceeded the Aurous Core stage, and he was completely at the Nascent Soul stage. Ning Xie laughed arrogantly like a Blood Buddha, "You are about to become my sacrifices, and become a part of my body!"

The expressions of the few palace cultivators changed. They were all injured, but even if they weren't injured, it would still be difficult for them to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator, not to mention the fact that their techniques were blood-red. It must be extraordinary.

"You! How could it be a Nascent Soul Cultivator? It was obviously a restrictive spell! If the Aurous Core stage cultivator comes in, he will definitely be burnt to ashes, could it be you! " The demon beast seemed to have thought of something and looked at the blood-red Ning Shan in surprise.

However, Ning Shan frowned and said softly, "Oh?" You know all this? "Seems like it really isn't simple."

However, the demons remained silent. The faces of the Aurous Core stage cultivators around were ashen. Just as Ning Shan was about to devour everyone, their divine senses indicated that someone was rapidly approaching.