Genius playboy

Early in the morning, mist enveloped the entire backyard.

Under an old tree with new leaves, a figure sat cross-legged, breathing, but it was Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng looked peaceful, motionless, and his hair and brows were stained with mist. It was obvious that he had been sitting here for a very long time.

"call!"

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's face, which had been quite quiet all this time, suddenly changed. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of foul air. The breath came out from the depths of his throat. The substance was normal, and it didn't dissipate into the air immediately, but directly penetrated the thin mist, blowing towards the tender grass that sprouted on the ground.

This breath blows through, like a sharp sword piercing straight out, all the tender grass is shredded, leaving a shallow groove on the ground.

"Huh?" Jiang Feng's eyes opened at this moment, and he looked at the groove, frowning.

"It's such a terrifying breath." Jiang Feng was secretly startled even if this breath was exhaled by him.

Because it is clear that there are traces of sword energy in the swept tender grass and the groove marks on the ground, and the breath that spits out is like a sharp sword sweeping across. Jiang Feng admits that with his current strength Cultivation, it is absolutely difficult to do this.

Naturally, Jiang Feng also knew that the sword energy in that breath had nothing to do with him, but was due to the sword energy he swallowed back into his body.

Time, about ten days have passed since Jiang Feng woke up. During these ten days, with the cooperation of Tianyin, Jiang Feng's trauma has healed by nearly [-]%.

However, the degree of erasing the sword energy in his body is less than [-]%. Moreover, the more difficult it is to erase the sword energy in his body, the more difficult it is to erase the sword energy in his body. Great pain, unbearable disturbance.

Jiang Feng has been thinking about a solution to this problem for a while, but he has used many methods, but none of them have much effect.

But at this moment, after exhaling a breath containing sword energy, Jiang Feng finally realized that maybe the sword energy that had been swallowed back into his body would be with him for a long time.

It can't be erased, but it can only be allowed to wander in the body. Although on the surface, there won't be much abnormality, but Jiang Feng knows that it is definitely like carrying a time bomb on his back.

No one knows when the bomb will explode, let alone how powerful and after-effects will be after the bomb explodes.

"However, so far, apart from the sequelae caused by the backlash of the sword energy when I cast that sword, in the past ten days, I have not felt the hidden dangers left by this sword in my body, which is very strange." Jiang Feng whispered to himself, a little confused.

"Is it because my strength is too low to control that sword, which led to such a change?" Jiang Feng was thoughtful and thoughtful, but he always felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Feng realized that the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, so he stopped thinking about it and got up.

Jiang Feng decided to go to the little living Buddha. Speaking of which, he had been in Shui's house for more than ten days. It was time to visit the little living Buddha. Moreover, he still had some questions to ask the little living Buddha. Time, but the matter of healing is not so urgent right now, and there is no need to compete with yourself, otherwise it will be too late, and it will be harmful instead of beneficial.

The little living Buddha was also locked in the backyard of the Shui family, where there were special personnel guarding him 24 hours a day. When Jiang Feng came over, the guards hurriedly greeted Jiang Feng respectfully when they saw Jiang Feng.

If it is said that Jiang Feng killed Guo Jing, killed Guo Lao, and wiped out half of the Guo family with his own power, it is already amazing, then Jiang Feng will kill old Mrs Guo again, especially after several old masters teamed up and lost to Mrs Guo. It is powerless to even marvel, which can only be described as horror.

For a young man in his twenties, what a frightening and incomparable talent is required to have the power to fight against a heavenly master at this age.Not to mention the Twelve Cultivation Families, I am afraid that in the Ancient Martial Cultivation World, there are not many young people like this.

Such a character, the Shui family treats them as honored guests, and because of the close relationship between Shui Qingqian and Jiang Feng, the people of the Shui family naturally have a great affection for him, and they also treat him with great awe , dare not have any contempt.

Jiang Feng nodded as a response, and said, "Little Living Buddha has been locked here?"

The man said hurriedly, "It's always been there."

"Did he do anything?" Jiang Feng asked again.

The man said: "Because the head of the family said hello, we closely monitored the little living Buddha, and we were worried that he would run away, but he didn't seem to want to run away. At these times, he either sat quietly or chanted sutras. Besides, nothing was done.”

"Sit quietly? Chanting scriptures?" Jiang Feng smiled, said thank you, and strode into the room.

This place is located in a remote location, few people usually come here, and due to the lack of maintenance, weeds overgrown the yard after the beginning of spring.

Entering the courtyard, Jiang Feng saw the little living Buddha, sitting quietly on the cattail mat in the middle of the room, twirling the beads in his hand, and chanting sutras softly.

The door of the room was not closed, and Jiang Feng saw everything in his eyes at a glance. Without hesitation, Jiang Feng entered the room.

I don't know how long no one had been in this room before the little living Buddha was imprisoned. There were thick cobwebs in the corners, and a thick layer of dust fell on the furniture and the floor.

However, the little living Buddha's body was very clean, without any dust, and looked quite extraordinary.

Standing behind the little Living Buddha, Jiang Feng snorted coldly: "If you don't respect Buddha, why chant Buddha?"

"Not revering the Buddha does not mean that there is no reverence in the heart. Reciting the Buddha is not because of reverence for the Buddha, but because of the reverence in the heart." The little living Buddha sighed softly and said slowly.

"You want to break free and get out of the cage, but you can't even get out of your own level. How ridiculous." Jiang Feng sneered.

"Yes, I am conflicted." The little living Buddha sighed again.

"Are you going to tell me that you are regretting it?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's not the case, I will never regret it." The little living Buddha shook his head resolutely, turned around, looked at Jiang Feng with firm eyes and said again word by word: "I will never regret it."

"Say it twice, do you want to convince me, or yourself?" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

The little living Buddha was slightly startled, and smiled wryly: "Perhaps, it is to convince myself that Benefactor Jiang has great wisdom, and his words awakened me, who is a dreamer in a dream, and I am very grateful."

"But you can't convince yourself after all. If you could, you would have left here long ago." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Where do you start?" The little Living Buddha's eyes flashed with confusion, and he said, "I'm detained here, and I'm being watched all day long. If I want to leave, how can I leave?"

"If you want to leave, who else in the Shui family can stop you except me and the injured Mrs. Shui?" Jiang Feng's voice sank.

"Little monk, I am getting more and more puzzled. What does Benefactor Jiang mean by this?" The little living Buddha became more and more confused.

"After the ancestral land of the twelve cultivating families in Wulong Mountain, I stayed in Los Angeles. The hotel where I lived once entered a small thief. The thief messed up all the things I carried with me, but not for money. You said , What is he for?" Jiang Feng asked without explaining anything.

"Thieves' actions have always been only for money. Although they are not very vicious people, their actions are still disgusting. Jiang Benefactor said that thieves entered the room, but it was not for money. I can't see it." I understand." The little living Buddha said.

"After I chased him out of the hotel, I discovered the existence of the thief. I originally wanted to catch him, but unfortunately, after chasing him for a while, I lost him. The strength of that thief is impressive." Jiang Feng said again.

The little living Buddha was stunned, and said: "Benefactor Jiang, you have amazing cultivation. It is unbelievable that you have chased and lost a thief."

After a slight pause, the little living Buddha said: "It seems that the thief is very powerful. If so, why does he still want to be a thief? This little monk can't understand."

"It's not for money, it's naturally for other things. The attraction of such things is enough to make even a master of that level willing to be a thief. Such a simple truth, even with your wisdom as a little living Buddha, you can't understand it? Unless, you are It's just nonsense, because that thief is you." Jiang Feng said with a half-smile.

The Little Living Buddha's face changed quietly. When he heard this, he couldn't understand. Although Jiang Feng was speaking in a joking tone, Jiang Feng had already confirmed that the "thief" was him.

"Benefactor Jiang's eyes are bright. It seems that you can't hide anything from you. I'm ashamed to say that that thief is indeed a young monk. I am ashamed of this matter, and I dare not admit it easily. I hope that Donor Jiang will not mind." In this case, there is no need to conceal any more, so I admit it directly and generously.

"It's really you?" Jiang Feng lost his voice and said, "How could it be you?"

With the wisdom of the little living Buddha, how could he fail to see that Jiang Feng was deliberately pretending to be surprised, so he became more and more ashamed and chanted scriptures again and again.

But Jiang Feng suddenly burst out laughing, threw a piece of black paper in front of the little Living Buddha, and said, "Is that what you did as a thief?"

The black paper was dropped by Jiang Feng casually and landed in front of the little living Buddha. The little living Buddha reached out and took it, and he could hold it in his hand. A hint of greed flashed in the little living Buddha's eyes, and he almost wanted to He grabbed the black paper impulsively, but in the end, he restrained the urge.

Because the little living Buddha knew that since Jiang Feng dared to throw this black paper in front of him so casually, he didn't worry about what he did. If he couldn't control the greed in his heart, he was afraid that if he stretched out his hand, he would die fate.

"Yes." The little living Buddha said, sighing in his heart. That time when he sneaked into the hotel, what he was looking for was this black paper, but now, the black paper was so close in front of his eyes, but he dared not stretch out his hand to hold it in his hand, which made him Feeling powerless, his expression inadvertently became a little more gloomy.