Infinite Defense

He walked over leisurely, his tone was as calm as ever.

"Everything has its own laws. Trees will go through the process of withering and aging, and then sprout and shoot, and then grow new leaves."

He reached out and touched Buyi's head, silly cat was frightened by his actions, what's the situation, meow?

"Do you remember the exercises I taught you?"

He asked, nodding one by one quickly, after all, he has been studying for decades, how could he not.

Isn't it simple, turn, turn, turn, turn!

For Ben Meow, it's okay!

"In the past, I only taught you to practice, but I forgot to teach you how to use it. Look at it."

The white-haired young man said something in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand to the tree trunk that she had grabbed.

With a light touch of the fingertips, a golden halo unfolded, the five fingers spread out, and the backhand turned.

An incredible scene happened!

The sawdust on the ground, even the sawdust that fell to the bottom of the book house, and even the sawdust on the body, all returned to the tree trunk as if they were going back in time.

The golden light dissipated, and everything was restored, as usual.

bass!

On the arm of the white-haired boy, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, and a little blood splashed on Buyi's face, and Buyi was stunned.

Teacher, are you hurt?

But before it was her turn to worry, the wound on the white-haired boy's arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace.

"I took this injury for it and reversed its fate. This is the real usage of Qiankun Art."

He picked up the dry leaf in his hands, and the young man said, "This is not the realm you can achieve. Now you have to understand that if you want the leaf to grow back, you just need to throw it away."

With a slight lift, the leaves danced in the air and fell into the pile of dead leaves under the tree.

They will be crushed into the soil with the rain and dew, and they will germinate in a certain corner of the tree until today next year.

Reincarnation is exactly reverse, and reverse is also positive.

Chapter 65

The hand of the white-haired boy wiped the forehead of Buyi, the fingertips flashed with gold, and a small golden circle was printed on Buyi's forehead.

"This seal can save your life when you are in danger."

Bu Yi was very surprised, but the teacher was still worried about her.

But then I heard the white-haired boy say, "If you use this seal, you will have to go back here, and you won't be able to go out for a hundred years."

"what?!"

However, she heard the meaning of his words one by one, but she didn't expect the teacher to agree to her going out, but she felt a little disappointed that she had not completed the questions given by the teacher.

She asked, "Teacher, ask another question! I will definitely solve the answer this time!" Bu Yi looked at him with firm eyes, with a rare stubbornness.

"Little guy, you have grown up too." There was a hint of relief in his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

Bu Yi clenched his little fists, waved them, and said, "I don't want the teacher to pity me, I don't want to go out to play, and I want to be upright!"

"Very well, then... I will test you?"

The white-haired boy looked into the distance, not very nervous. She knew that the teacher would ask difficult questions, and she had to answer them!

"Then I will ask you, what can Qiankun Jue do?"

Eh?

Why is such a problem, didn't the teacher just show it?

"Okay, go in circles! Transfer other people's injuries to yourself?" Bu said tentatively one by one.

Alas, still so stupid.

The white-haired boy suddenly felt that he should not have any expectations for Buyi, sighed, and said, "The seal in your body is my power, and transferring damage is only the most superficial one, even if it is you, cultivate seriously. It won't take long to do it.”

Suddenly, her ears stood up and she said in surprise, "It's reincarnation! Reversal!"

"Let's go, this world is very big, go home early." The white-haired boy waved his hand gently, already chasing people.

Without biting his lips one by one, he looked up at him, and asked in a small voice, "Teacher, how far can your Qiankun Art be achieved?"

The wind blows the leaves, there is a clattering sound, the cicadas chirping constantly, it is the soft chant of the night.

The white-haired boy looked at the moon with his hands behind his back, the stars and moonlight in the sky reflected in his eyes, and there was a faint trace of loneliness on his face.

How long has he looked at this world, how long has he existed in this world.

Don't laugh, live well, must live well!

That voice is still echoing in my ears, it has been thousands of years?

In today's world, who else has known that the forest in the extreme west thousands of years ago was a high mountain?

The kitten that has been with him for more than a hundred years doesn't know if he has grown up, and when will he die?