sun and moon return

When Zheli woke up, the sunlight poured into the house through the window, casting mottled shadows on the ground.The fragrance of flowers outside the house and the incense inside the house are mixed together, full of the smell of spring.

Getting off the bed, Zheli walked to the window, not far from the window, the pavilion was still the same pavilion, and the hot spring was still the same hot spring.The master sitting in the pavilion seems to be the same master.

He pushed the door and left.

After a while, footsteps sounded in Feidao's ears.

Zheli stared blankly at the master's broad shoulders, recalling that scene at night again.

He shivered. What if this man turned his head around and had no face?

"Come here." A gentle voice sounded, and Zheli breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to Feidao's side.

Feidao is playing chess with himself.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?" The clear sound of the son falling was accompanied by the master's gentle inquiry.

"The bed is too hard..." Zheli looked around suspiciously, "Master, where is it?"

"This is the head's home knowledge garden, only the head and personal pass can enter."

Only the head and personal heirs can come in... Then, what is the identity of that person?

"Oh..." Zheli asked hesitantly, "Last night... I saw Master... is that Master's friend?"

"..." Feidao didn't know how to explain it. He held the chess piece and thought for a while before slowly putting it down, "That's right."

Zheli looked behind Feidao again.

Feidao can naturally feel his gaze: "Ask whatever you want."

Zheli sat in front of Feidao, and asked seriously: "Master, what is that thing on your back?"

Feidao thought for a while: "Do you still remember what I said, practice can also be enchanted? This is almost the same as that demon, and it will make my power out of control."

"So that's how it is," Zheli was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Yesterday, master fought with the head of Feng Chan, and I noticed that the master's aura is quite different from usual."

Looking at Zheli in surprise, he asked, "So... just because I noticed that my breath is different?"

"Hmm..." Zheli nodded slightly, then frowned again, "At that time, I felt that Master's spiritual power seemed to be a little loose..."

At this time, Feidao didn't know whether to be happy or worried. Zheli's perception is very sensitive, which shows that he has extremely powerful natural abilities. Such a person is naturally suitable for cultivation.

"Master?" Zheli interrupted Feidao's thoughts, "Did you go crazy when you were retreating?"

Feidao avoided Zheli's eyes, thinking about how to answer this question.

Zheli looked at Feidao with a troubled face, and he naturally brought in this reason: "Master, I have heard from my father that you can't use your spiritual power after being insane, or you will be injured. You...are you injured?"

Zheli looked at Feidao with concern, Feidao shook his head.

Zheli heaved a sigh of relief, and after a while, he asked again: "Then master, how can we recover later?" He pointed his finger at his back.

"It's hard to tell." Feidao looked at him, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"The book says that it is very dangerous to go mad during practice. At the slightest, your cultivation base will regress, your body will be damaged, and you will feel unsmooth or out of control when practicing exercises. If you are serious, your cultivation base will be completely lost, your mind will be chaotic, and you will fall into the devil's way..." Zhe Li murmured, and he raised his head worriedly to look at Feidao again, "In addition to adjusting the breath and self-cultivation of the body after going crazy, we also need to dissolve the stagnant spiritual veins in the body. If the mana is out of control, try to control yourself gradually..."

Feidao couldn't help laughing when he heard his muttering, but it was almost the same as what he knew.

"Where did you read these books?" Feidao asked with a smile.

Zheli lowered his eyes and replied sullenly: "When I was young, my father was not at home all the year round, and my mother loved to take me to read books. I can remember all the basic things in practicing foundation building."

No wonder he likes reading so much.

"There are many books in Zhiyiyuan's study room. If you like them, you can read them all. Just be careful not to hurt your eyes." Feidao reached out and patted his head.

Zheli raised his head in a daze, and opened his eyes wide: "Master, do you mean that we will live here from now on?"

Feidao nodded.

"But..." Zheli muttered, seemingly reluctant.

Feidao couldn't help laughing: "Are you reluctant to part with that swing?"

Zheli raised his eyes, he was as innocent as a piece of white paper, and the joy and thoughts in his eyes could be seen clearly at a glance.

"Don't worry, the furnishings in your house and everything in Tingyue Lake will be moved here. If you still want to go to Fushui, then just go back to Tingyue Lake."

After Zheli heard the words, he felt relieved and nodded again and again.

"By the way," Feidao said suddenly, "Zheli, no one can tell about the fact that I've carried it on my back. Even Baishan can't do it."

Zheli nodded seriously: "Then, is it possible to heal the master by practicing spells?"

Feidao was startled, he was really innocent, he couldn't help laughing, and looked at Zheli gently and solemnly: "Then you, do you want to practice?"

Zheli lowered his eyes and clasped his fingers, tangled for a moment, then raised his head and said seriously: "If practice can cure Master, I am willing to learn."

Feidao smiled and said nothing.

In fact, it cannot be cured.

Of course he couldn't say.

"Zheli, I'll be fine after some rest. There's no rush to practice, I'll think about it later." He stretched out his hand and stroked Zheli's head soothingly, "Are you hungry?" He asked gently, "What to eat?"

Zheli was a little disappointed, he stared at Feidao, pouted and replied: "As long as it is made by the master, I like to eat it."

#Second and six factions asked