"What's next?"
Ye Feng looked at Du Xing who was confused, as if he had guessed something. Why did it suddenly break off?
"What happened behind... behind?"
Du Xing murmured in confusion.
“The back… ahhhh, my head.”
Du Xing held his head in his hands, and powerful spiritual energy waves from his body scattered around irregularly.
A transparent light shield appeared in front of Ye Bao, protecting him and preventing him from being affected by the violent fluctuations of spiritual power.
A dark shadow stood respectfully behind Ye Feng, looking at Du Xing with a complicated expression.
"You're here?"
"Well, I came when I sensed my brother waking up."
Mingzhi replied respectfully.
Although their cultivation here will be suppressed, it will at least be enough to overcome the nine tribulations.
Ye Feng might be able to resist the pressure he unconsciously emits, but if something unexpected really happens, it is still hard to say what will happen.
Ye Feng was naturally worry-free with Mingzhi protecting him closely. He looked at Duxing, who was holding his head in pain, indifferently without saying a word, and his eyes would occasionally fall on Mingzhi behind him.
The other geniuses were not so lucky. They all took out their protective treasures and tried their best to resist the extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
For a moment, all kinds of lights flashed in this world. They were the lights emitted by the treasures on the bodies of the geniuses.
After all, treasures are just external forces. Many geniuses do not have enough strength themselves and have to squeeze every bit of spiritual power in their bodies to activate treasures to protect themselves.
Some geniuses in the Jindan stage could not continue and were blown away by the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power.
Fortunately, they were dozens of kilometers away from where Duxing was, and the spiritual power fluctuations were not very strong when they reached here. After they were blown away, except for a few unlucky guys who hit their heads on rocks and were knocked unconscious, most people were fine.
What they didn't know was that Mingzhi had intercepted more than half of the spiritual power pressure here under Ye Feng's instructions.
These are all talented people who can contribute to his ancient black gold ring!
After a long while, Du Xing opened his eyes blankly, muttering:
"I don't remember. I woke up here again..."
Du Xing was somewhat dejected, then he looked at Ye Feng eagerly, his voice trembling:
"Those are not important anymore. The most important thing is that you are back, sir!"
Ye Meng's face froze, not knowing what to say. Then he sighed softly:
"Mingzhi, explain this to Duxing."
Ye Feng's hands easily penetrated the black fog and patted Mingzhi's shoulders.
Mingzhi walked into Duxing and squatted down.
Du Xing looked at the person in front of him who was shrouded in black fog, and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy and familiarity.
"younger brother…"
Mingzhi spoke softly, his voice a little hoarse, but Duxing suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Mingzhi's shoulder, but was blocked by the black fog.
"Brother Mingzhi"
Duxing's voice trembled. Apart from his teacher, the person closest to him in this world was Mingzhi, who was shrouded in black fog.
Mingzhi is more than ten years older than him and is his brother who has always accompanied him on his growth journey.
However, now he cannot touch the other person, and cannot even see Mingzhi's appearance through the black fog.
"Duxing, you heard me say that the master is no longer a teacher, so you will follow me and the master from now on."
Mingzhi suppressed the guilt and sadness in his heart and spoke.
Du Xing was stunned, his eyes moving between Ye Feng's back and the dark shadow in front of him:
"Brother Mingzhi, what do you mean? What do you mean by the master is not a master now?"
"The Lord is the reincarnation of the Master, but he is no longer the same Master. He is different from the Master."
"Since he is the reincarnation of Mr., then he is Mr.!"
Duxing doesn’t understand. Doesn’t a reincarnated gentleman still mean he is a gentleman?
Mingzhi shook his head:
"After reincarnation, would a person really be willing to be another person's substitute? He is also a complete person, with his own experiences, his own joys and sorrows, and not just living under someone else's shadow."
"The Lord will not be the Master, and the Master will not want the Lord to become him again. The Lord is the Lord, and the Master is the Master... We cannot confuse the two."
Mingzhi's words not only stunned Duxing, but also Ye Feng, who had his back to them.
Ye Feng lowered his eyes lightly and remained silent. Yes, he didn't want to be someone else. He was Ye Feng, the one and only Ye Feng...
Du Xing nodded and took a deep breath:
"I don't care about so many reasons. The master is the reincarnation of the master, so I will protect him and follow him..."
Duxing now understood one thing: the man in front of him was the reincarnation of his master, so he wanted to repay his master ten thousand times for all the kindness his master had shown him.
You cannot address your master as "Sir". Sir is Sir, and Master is Master.
"yes"
Mingzhi nodded, but his expression could not be seen.
Ye Feng looked at the brothers who were friendly and respectful to each other with a complicated expression.
Mingzhi knew much more than Duxing. Duxing didn't even remember why he appeared here, but Mingzhi couldn't say it.
The difference between them was so huge that he even suspected that Mingzhi had tampered with Duxing's memory.
There must even be someone behind Mingzhi manipulating all this.
"Clear ambition, steadfast in action, sage of literature, great emperor of all monsters..."
Ye Feng was thinking in his mind, and suddenly he thought of something, and he clutched his heart tightly. This heart... the evil spirit...
Rising thousands of years after the death of Wensheng...
Heavenly Demon Holy Body...
Ye Feng felt as if he had grasped something, but it seemed as if he was missing something.
He shook his head helplessly, turned around and looked at Duxing, who had calmed down.
"Lord!"
Duxing lowered his head and shouted respectfully.
Ye Feng nodded and put aside the clutter in his mind. Some things cannot be achieved just by thinking about them.
There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, so just take it one step at a time!
His eyes fell on the soul lamp beside him, and he asked curiously:
"Do you still remember this soul lamp?"
Upon hearing this, Du Xing's eyes fell on the shiny copper lamp and he was stunned.
Isn’t this the master’s soul lamp?
Why would you appear next to him?
Du Xing's mind was blank about these things, as if the soul lamp appeared next to him for no reason.
"Maybe I missed you too much, so I brought you with me?"
Duxing scratched his head, it seemed that this was the only explanation that could answer this question.
Ye Feng sighed in his heart. It seemed that it was erased very thoroughly. Even when the things were placed in front of him, he couldn't recall anything related.
His expression remained unchanged as he pointed at the soul lamp:
"Let me see it."
He always felt that since Duxing had taken the soul lamp and thought that it could revive the sage of literature, it was enough to prove that there must be something fishy about it.
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