Sorcerer

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Feng Qingxu is aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a month, his hair is completely white, and his face is covered with wrinkles. He looks like a centenarian.As his face got older, his spirit gradually recovered, and he slept less and less, even less than Wu Maxi.

He often walks back to the space near the giant tree, sits in the cave and looks at the giant tree, letting his thoughts flow like flowing light, swimming aimlessly, as if sitting by the river, watching the memory fall like flowers and leaves, and go all the way with the flowing water go.

"Alas!" He sighed a long time, and the image of Wu Maxi appeared in his mind.

In this month's time, he has seen this young man's performance. <The nourishment of the rain immediately grew wildly at an unstoppable speed, so fast that people were caught off guard.

Feng Qingxu felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

He let out a breath, and heard the young man's voice again in his somewhat cloudy ears, and he came to ask a question again.

Ever since the two formed a tacit understanding of giving and receiving, Wu Maxi had countless questions to ask for advice every day, often one problem was solved, and another problem was derived, endlessly.

What Fengqing Xu is afraid of is his endlessness.

He is very smart, but compared with some geniuses, there is still a gap.But his hunger and thirst for knowledge and his persistent spirit of exploration make his progress firm and endless, with a majestic air, which looks like a green pine isolated on a precipice, full of upward power.

This is a young man who can touch the infinite, no wonder his old friend Tai Yin likes him so much.

In Lao Feng's house, no one can see his back anymore.

Wu Maxi soon came to Feng Qingxu, and handed Feng Qingxu the light yellow paper in his hand. There were four questions on it, two about traps, and two about the foundation of artistic conception.Feng Qingxu withdrew his messy thoughts, took the few questions, thought for a while, and began to explain to Wu Maxi.

Feng Qingxu's explanation was very serious, without any deliberate mistakes.The study of artistic conception is a very rigorous science. If you want to adulterate it, it is like a grain of sand mixed in a grain of rice, which can be easily chewed out.

Wu Maxi was very guarded against him, she would ask the source of the theory for every question, and re-check it by herself.The in-depth study these days has made his theory of artistic conception clearer and clearer, and many previously vague theories have gradually been clarified.

The two had questions and answers, and the questions gradually became clearer and deeper.

About an hour later, the teaching was finally over. Fengqing Xu felt a little tired, sat leaning against the stone wall behind him, and asked, "Three-dimensional structure, how many years have you studied?"

"12 years." Wu Maxi said calmly.

Fengqing Xu lowered his eyes, seemed to realize something, and said: "Old Lei treats you really well!"

Wumaxi's expression was a little sad, but she quickly realized that Feng Qingxu's words came a little abruptly.He looked at Feng Qingxu, but saw that he was sitting against the stone wall, looking at the giant tree.

After a long time, Feng Qingxu suddenly said: "Do you know the origin of this tree?"

Wu Maxi cast her eyes on the giant tree and said, "I've never heard of it."

"A few years ago, I saw the "Mountain and Sea Journey" written by Master Yehuzhai, and there were similar records. In the East China Sea, there is an island called Huan'a Island. There is a monster called spirit demon on it. A big tree turns into a bat at night to suck human blood, and people who are sucked by it will age quickly." Feng Qingxu's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very common, "Look, isn't this kind of spirit? Is it similar to the monster in front of you?"

Wu Maxi looked at the giant tree in front of her, but said nothing.

Feng Qingxu didn't wait for his answer, and then asked: "Is your eight-legged one also caught here?"

Wumaxi said: "Yes."

"It's a foreign object. As for whether it's a treasure or a disaster, I don't know." Feng Qingxu closed his eyes, sat against the stone wall, opened his eyes after a while, looked at Wumaxi and said, "Can you help me?" Do something?"

Wu Maxi glanced at him, then nodded after a little thought.

These days, Feng Qingxu's teaching can be said to be done with all his heart, although he knows that he has ulterior motives, but Wu Maxi is still very grateful to him if he is willing to fight and suffer.

Feng Qingxu took out a letter from his bosom, handed it to Wumaxi and said: "My relatives in this world only have one elder brother, that is Yuanzhang's father. I want you to bring me a letter to he."

Wu Maxi held the envelope, her eyes were suspicious, she stared at the envelope in her hand.

Feng Qingxu smiled slightly and said: "My brother is a painter and doesn't know any artistic conception. If you are worried, you can also read this letter first. There is nothing harmful to you in it."

Wu Maxi nodded, put the letter into Xiang Jie, and was about to turn around and leave. He still had a lot of learning tasks.

Feng Qingxu sat facing the giant tree, sighed, and said: "I have lived and fought all my life, and when I die, the only thing left in this world is this letter."

Wumaxi turned around when she heard the sound, looked at Feng Qingxu's back, and suddenly felt a sense of autumn.He took out a piece of animal skin from the elephant ring, put it on for Feng Qingxu, turned and left.

Listening to his footsteps walking away, Feng Qingxu murmured: "It's a poisonous snake with warmth! Lao Lei, I should really learn from you and find a heir."

After returning to the stone room, Wu Maxi immediately took out Feng Qingxu's envelope and examined it carefully.

Although the two seemed to be harmonious during the teaching process, Wu Maxi knew that the hatred was not so easy to resolve.Moreover, Feng Qingxu's teaching is heavily biased towards trap learning and environment introduction. Although he doesn't know what his intentions are, Wu Maxi knows that there must be his means hidden here.

The envelope was checked over and over several times, but there was nothing unusual.

Wu Maxi took out the letter paper inside, and there were lines of strong handwriting on it, just like Feng Qingxu's temperament.

How about my brother:

Can you be healthy after a few months?When the dead leaves are falling, every night in my dreams, my brother's face is clear and true, but when I touch it with my hand, it is all illusion.Dreaming back every night, tears fall uncontrollably.I still remember the childhood days, playing with my brother in the creek in the east of the village, swimming fish, hitting the water and playing, the love and fun are just like yesterday.

……

The past cannot be traced, but the way to come is vague!My younger brother encountered an accident in Xiqu, so it was inevitable for Yuanzhang and me.It is really difficult to write the letter, for fear that my brother will be hurt by grief.The person who sent the letter was a friend of Yuanzhang, and also a friend of his younger brother Wangnian. He was kind and knew righteousness.Brother can ask him for details.The fall of autumn leaves is the time, and the passing of the Lanjiang River is the momentum.The changes of the times are the way of heaven.Don't be sad, if the brother's body gets sick because of this, the younger brother will be in trouble!

Brother, Qing Xu, the date is not available.

This letter was written in a sad and sad way, even Wu Maxi was a little moved.

The letter did not mention the fact that he had killed the pair of uncles and nephews, it seemed that he hoped that the hatred would end with him.Based on the analysis of Feng Qingxu's temper, he is not such a person who let go of hatred easily.

Wu Maxi considered every word in the letter, carefully checked the inside and outside of the envelope, and found nothing abnormal.In this letter, there should be no means buried by Feng Qingxu.Wu Maxi thought for a long time before returning the letter to Xiang Jie.This matter is not too urgent, you can think about it slowly after you go out.

He took out the "Rules for the Analysis of Artistic Conception" and began to study the theory of artistic conception analysis.In the past few days, his study progress is very fast, and he has already started to get in touch with the calculus analysis method, which has surpassed Guan Xunxian's progress.

After sinking into the study, I don't know how long time has passed.

Wu Maxi quickly piled up three more questions, wrote them down on paper, and asked Feng Qingxu for advice.During the teaching of the two, Feng Qingxu would only take the initiative to teach traps and environment guidance, but he also answered all the other questions Wu Maxi raised.

Passing through the undulating cave, I soon arrived at Feng Qingxu, but I saw him staring at the space of the giant tree, muttering to himself: "So it is, so it is!" From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he had discovered something. .

Wu Maxi's eyes became sharp immediately, she took out the solitary photo talisman, and followed Feng Qingxu's gaze to see a string of footprints under the light.Due to Wujiao's Taobao operation, a layer of soil was laid on the ground, making the footprints clear and distinct.Looking closely at the trajectory, it came out of the cave where it came from, and entered a cave on the opposite half wall.The cave was four meters high and regular in shape. It was exactly the one Wu Maxi had originally chosen.

Besides Chi Mo, who else is passing by here at this time?

He was able to safely pass through this iron tree hell without causing any movement. There must be some method for this.Feng Qingxu kept saying "that's how it is", presumably because he knew this method.

Wu Maxi stared at the entrance of the cave, feeling resentful in her heart.Chi Mo was the murderer who killed Ruyi, Wumaxi couldn't feel at peace if he was alive for a day.He withdrew his gaze, stared at Feng Qingxu fiercely and asked, "How did he get there?"

Feng Qingxu smiled bitterly, and said: "Don't ask, even if I tell you, do you dare to try?"

The giant tree space is extremely dangerous, as long as Feng Qingxu's words are slightly false, Wu Maxi is likely to die in it.And with the relationship between Wu Maxi and Feng Qingxu, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not play tricks.

His feverish mind seemed to be drenched by ice water, he took two deep breaths, countless thoughts flowed through his mind like lightning, but he still couldn't give up.He stared at Feng Qingxu, his eyes were cold, and he said firmly: "Say!"

Feng Qingxu closed his eyes, leaned his head against the stone wall behind him, and said nothing.

Looking at his expression, Wu Maxi knew that it was impossible for her to pry his mouth open. For a dying person, many methods were useless to him.Wu Maxi closed her eyes, her chest heaving and restless.

After a long time, Feng Qingxu's voice sounded, with a vague feeling: "Young man, I will teach you to be good again, and you must think twice before acting in the future."

Wu Maxi opened her eyes and stared at Feng Qingxu, but saw that his eyes were still closed and his face was calm, as if he had entered an eternal tranquility.

Wu Maxi sat down beside him, and after a while, the corpse chaser realized something was wrong instinctively, and reached out to probe Feng Qingxu's breath, and found that his breath had stopped.

Wu Maxi felt a little empty in her heart.