If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

When he woke up again, Ji Mo felt refreshed.

The burning flame above Dantian no longer has any heat at this moment.

Above the flames, there was a layer of hazy and shimmering golden mist.

I don't know what happened at the end of the season.

But it’s not a bad thing after all. The sky is getting dark and the sun is about to set.

Emitting the last blazing light, the clouds on the horizon looked like burning flames, an orange-red color.

When Ji Mo walked into the living room, the sleeping Lin Miaomiao had already left.

Ji Mo gently pushed open the door, walked out of the bamboo building, and looked at everything in the sky.

A vague figure seemed to be silently watching him from above.

"This feeling seems pretty good."

After countless years of erosion.

This letter has been kept for many years, but the most precious thing has finally been in the hands of Lai Jimo.

Perhaps this is God's will.

Wrapped in the golden mist, although Ji Mo was unable to activate the [Heart Flame], he was no longer eroded by the [Heart Flame].

This made him feel much better.

Ji Mo exhaled a breath, raised his right hand, and crisp snaps of his fingers rang out in the courtyard.

A blazing flame appeared out of nowhere, and heat waves blew all over the body.

The dreamy clouds seemed to be picked from the sky at the end of the season and covered him.

After a while, the clouds and mist dissipated, and Ji Mo's figure had long disappeared.

……

“Ahem…”

“Ahem…”

A violent coughing sound came from the dark room.

The remaining light from the sky shines into the room through the narrow windows.

In the dilapidated house, Yuan Jin, wrapped in bandages and looking like a mummy, raised his eyes and looked towards the last glow.

……

In the mountains, where the Kun family lived, in a luxuriously decorated room, the girl smiled slightly.

"We? We succeeded, didn't we?"

……

"Eat, what are you waiting for, Miaomiao!"

In the bamboo building, Ji Mo, who was not burning with the [Heart Flame], was in a good mood and had a good appetite.

The long-awaited meal finally arrived.

At the end of the season, feast on the delicious food in front of you.

Lin Miaomiao sat aside and watched silently.

Although I don’t know what happened during this period.

But the young master finally recovered!

Lin Miaomiao clenched her fists and looked at Ji Mo.

"Hopefully, something like this won't happen again."

Lin Miaomiao's voice was very soft and Ji Mo didn't hear it clearly.

Perhaps because of hunger, Ji Mo's mind was immersed in delicious food.

My appetite was satisfied and I was in an extremely happy mood at the end of the season.

"If you don't eat it now, I'll eat it all."

Ji Mian was holding the bowl, with rice grains at the corners of his mouth, and an unstoppable smile on his face as he looked at Lin Miaomiao.

As he spoke, Ji Mo picked up the chopsticks and put the dish into Lin Miaomiao's bowl.

"Stop daydreaming and eat!"

Lin Miaomiao picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating together.

Lin Miaomiao looked very polite while eating.

Compared with the end of the season, the end of the season is like a beggar who is about to starve to death, and he eats everything with relish.

While Lin Miaomiao was observing, a strange thought suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Master, if the food I cooked is burnt, will he still think it smells good?"

Ji Mo was only focused on eating, with nothing else in his mind. A few days ago, due to the burning of the [Heart Flame], he was in a very bad mood.

I hardly ate any food, but today I’m in a better mood and I feel like I want to eat everything I didn’t eat in the past few days!

At the end of the season, he eats very fast, like a starving ghost, and only stops to drink water when he chokes.

"Eat slowly, Master."

"There's still some in the pot, don't worry."

"Okay~"

With his mouth full of food, Ji Mo responded vaguely.

Soon after.

After eating, Ji Mo slumped in the chair, "Wow, I'm so full!"

"Miaomiao, the food you cook is getting more and more delicious!"

Lin Miaomiao, who was cleaning the dishes at the side, responded with a smile.

"As long as it suits the young master's taste!"

Lin Miaomiao enjoyed the compliments from Ji Mo. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she walked towards the kitchen humming a song.

Ji Mo touched his round belly.

"I haven't eaten so much in a long time."

“But this is really great.”

Ji Mo squinted his eyes and lay there enjoying himself.

Check the [Heart Flame] that is lingering above your Dantian.

The golden mist showed no sign of disappearing.

It always wraps around the [Heart Flame], preventing the influence of the [Heart Flame] from escaping.

Although the effect of [Heart Flame] in assisting cultivation was also lost at the end of the season.

"But why is this happening?"

At the end of the season, it is still unclear what effect the remaining power of grandpa in the envelope has.

The envelope left by my grandfather did not record how this power was used.

Ji Mo could only speculate. Because of the previous competition, Ji Mo had never thought about or observed it.

Until the appearance of [Heart Flame], it seemed to stimulate the means left by grandpa.

When being burned by [Heart Flame] at the end of the season, this power was stimulated at the same time.

Finally, this layer of golden mist was formed.

"Could it be that this is the method my grandfather left behind to protect my spirit?"

After all, for a person, the sea of consciousness is the most vulnerable place.

It exists in the brain, where both consciousness and the power to think are stored.

Even the slightest damage can be fatal.

Moreover, most people do not deliberately cultivate the sea of consciousness, and there are not many methods to cultivate the sea of consciousness.

Everyone is waiting for time, constantly experiencing various things to fill the sea of consciousness and make it stronger.

That seems to make sense if you put it that way.

"Perhaps, it was just a blind cat that caught a dead mouse."

"Why think so much! Grandpa will never harm me!"

"And no matter how much I think about it, I can't know what Grandpa was thinking at the time. I can't go back in time and ask him in person."

At the end of the season, I found a comfortable position and slowly closed my eyes.

He muttered to himself, "Sure enough, I shouldn't eat so much. I'll feel sleepy if I eat too much."

It was a long time before Lin Miaomiao came out again. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

After walking out of the kitchen, she looked at Ji Mo sleeping on the chair with a smile on her face.

"If only, days like this could continue forever."

……

Heavy snow fell and a biting cold wind blew from afar. Feng Shuang struggled to resist the cold wind and tried to move forward.

Her cheeks had long been blown red by the cold wind, which was like a sharp knife, cutting off her flesh again and again.

Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on her body.

Her feet became heavier and her consciousness gradually blurred.

"Is this... all we can do...?"

Feng Shuang lowered his head and looked at the snow that had already reached his knees.

Every step is so difficult.

The cold wind blew up the snowflakes on the ground, and the sky and the earth became blank.

The light reflected off the white snow, and as far as the eye could see, there was no other color in the world.

The maple frost did not stop to rest, and there was no place to hide from the wind and snow in this place.

There is only colder wind and endless snowflakes.

"Come on, don't give up here!"

"I'll wait for you on the other side of the snow."