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Miracle?

Jiang Feng doesn't believe in the so-called miracles. Everything he has now is the result of his hard work. If there is a slight difference, it will be the result of eternal doom

The so-called miracle ignores all the efforts behind these two words. "Top" point; Jiang Feng naturally disagrees with this!

Qiu Zhenyan didn't speak, but stared at Jiang Feng viciously.

Regarding Jiang Feng's strength, Qiu Zhenyan has always had his own judgment. Qiu Zhenyan knows that Jiang Feng is ranked sixth among the top ten young masters in Mingfeng City, so it is nothing at all and cannot be used to judge Jiang Feng's specific strength. .

However, in the battle between Jiang Feng and Qiu Gu, Qiu Zhenyan thought it was enough to see Jiang Feng clearly.

Qiu Gu is the third Jietian's cultivation base. With the power of one person, Jiang Feng has been forced into such a mess. If Jiang Feng hadn't used the technique of attacking the heart to disrupt Qiu Gu's attacking rhythm, and the blue wind If the people from the auction house came forward, perhaps Jiang Feng had already died at the hands of Qiu Gu, and there would never be so many disturbances.

And he, Feng Feifei, and Lu Xuan, on the surface, are just the people of the second robbery, but in fact, all three of them have hidden strengths, and they have already been the third robbery.

However, with such strength, the three parties joined forces and could not defeat Jiang Feng in the end, which made Qiu Zhenyan very difficult to accept.

"Could it be that this kid has made a breakthrough in his strength during this time?" Qiu Zhenyan thought in his heart, his expression fluctuating.

He faintly felt that this might be the case, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the reason for Jiang Feng's soaring strength, and it was probably impossible for Jiang Feng to deliberately hide his clumsiness and be so embarrassed by being forced.

"It's just that, if that's the case, Jiang Feng won't be able to be killed today." Qiu Zhenyan felt bitter in his heart. He realized that if things really went as he thought, not only would Jiang Feng not be able to be killed, but the three of them might all be possible. Let me tell you my life here.

"Go!" Qiu Zhenyan shouted in a low voice.

He is also a resolute and decisive person. Now that the general situation is gone, there is no need to make unnecessary entanglements. For the three of them, it is of no benefit to them. It is better to leave now and plan later. There is no need to die with Jiang Feng knock!

Hearing the sound, both Feng Feifei and Lu Xuan made a decision, and in an instant, the three figures split into three different directions, turned into three pale shadows, and left quickly.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the direction where Qiu Zhenyan was leaving, then sighed softly, and shook his head helplessly.

With Qiushui's sword, Shi Cheng's sword intent has improved by leaps and bounds, Qiu Zhenyan insisted on killing him, so today is not the best time to kill Qiu Zhenyan.

However, this opportunity is doomed to be missed.

After a sigh, a trace of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

He had an epiphany, and his mind suddenly opened up. With a sword of [-]% sword intent, the sword intent soared, but that was not his real strength. That sword shot was a sword of passion, which almost exhausted Jiang Feng's energy. The energy is beyond his control.

At this moment, his qi and blood are extremely weak, and it is impossible to chase and kill Qiu Zhenyan in this state.

"It's a pity." Jiang Feng whispered to himself. He shook his head, discarded distracting thoughts, sat down cross-legged on the spot, circulated the energy in his body, and at the same time mobilized the four heavenly seals in his dantian to heal his injuries.

It was dark, and it was light again.

I don't know when, in the distant sky, there is a ray of dawn, and the surrounding vegetation is crystal clear.

Jiang Feng's eyes slowly opened, and let out a foul breath.

"Ten percent sword intent, really domineering." Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Under the backlash of the sword intent, his internal organs were all damaged. Even if he used the Tianyin to heal his injuries, it took nearly a night to barely erase the sword intent that had been bit back into his body.

Jiang Feng knew that this was also the reason why he relied on the Seal of Heaven and didn't have much to worry about. If it were someone else who forcibly used such a sword, he would definitely end up hurting himself before hurting others.

And it was precisely this that made Jiang Feng look forward to and desire this sword even more.

Ten percent of the sword intent, breaking the shackles, transcending the world.

This sword is not so innovative and amazing, but a summary, a summary of oneself, a summary of the nature of the world.

There is no specific move for this sword, or in other words, as long as there is an epiphany, no matter what kind of move, it can be called the tenth percent sword intent.

Unpredictable and intangible, perhaps, it is the ultimate true meaning of Qiushui Yijian's final sword intent.

"To break the shackles is not to break the shackles of this sword, but to break the shackles of oneself. I already have enough understanding of this level, but how should I understand the transcendence of heaven and earth?" Jiang Feng kept thinking.

Man is born on the earth, grows in the sky, exists between the sky and the earth, and finally dies on the earth and is buried in the sky!

If you don't get the Tao, you can't be eternal, you can never escape, and you will always be bound by it.

This kind of bondage may not have much feeling for the vast majority of ordinary people, but for the cultivators, it will take them a lifetime to break free from such bondage.

However, how many people can successfully break free?

It was a long road, and it could even be said to be a road of no return. How many bones were buried, how many beauties were buried, how many heroes' waists were broken, and how many heroes' ambitions were lost?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng was filled with emotion for a moment.

detachment?

All cultivators in the world want to transcend, but how many people can truly transcend?

Jiang Feng pondered, thoughts in his mind were mixed, but he couldn't figure out the true meaning of these four words?

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In the distant sky, the mist is lingering, on the horizon, the sun that is just budding, suddenly breaks free, and the warm sunlight sprinkles on the earth.

As the sun rises, the dew on the grass and trees is evaporated bit by bit and dissipated into the invisible.

A new day, a new beginning, everything that belongs to yesterday and night, seems to be erased by an invisible hand.

Trapped in his thoughts, Jiang Feng got up after sitting for a long time, and walked under the warm early sun.

The morning dew slowly dissipated before his eyes, and the mountains and plains were full of vigor.

The mountain wind was blowing, and there was the fragrance of vegetation. Breathing that breath, Jiang Feng suddenly felt refreshed.

"I've been running around all the time, and I have very little time to care about the things around me." Jiang Feng whispered to himself, looking around, the mountains and plains, the mountains and the lush forests, are so beautiful.

Northwest, known as the Jedi, is actually not a sacred place for literati and poets?

The Jedi, the Holy Land, in just one thought, what matters is who came here and who is admiring the scenery on this side.

"Well, in one thought?" Jiang Feng murmured softly.

He was thinking about detachment, and his thoughts were trapped and extremely narrow.

Detachment may not only be limited to the detachment of the physical body, but also the detachment of the spiritual world.

It is hard to find people who have transcended the physical body, but for most people, a peaceful and happy life is already a life without regrets.

Different pursuits and different perspectives on problems. Jiang Feng had always thought about problems from his own point of view before, but he never thought about empathizing.

What he was thinking about was his pursuit, and he didn't take into account the needs of all living beings, most of them.

"My pursuit is to keep getting stronger, surpassing, and reaching the peak, but for the vast majority of people, having no worries about food and clothing, healthy parents, and well-behaved children is already the greatest satisfaction... My pursuit is doomed. This life can not stop, must keep moving forward, keep chasing, but that kind of chasing, never-ending, no one knows, which step will be the peak. Most people, their satisfaction, can not Apart from the above three points, they are easy to be satisfied, so they are easy to be happy, and you can even say, easy to be relieved!"

Jiang Feng said to himself, and in the end, the speed of speech became faster and faster. He understood that the detachment of the spiritual world was more important than the detachment of the body.

Of course, it's hard to say which one is harder and which is easier between the two, but it is undeniable that when a person lives with a breath of energy, once he loses his energy, he is like a walking dead.

"Spirit, spirit... I understand!" Jiang Feng's eyes brightened, and all the difficulties were easily solved.

"The tenth percentile sword intent of Qiushui sword requires, apart from breaking my own shackles, the most important thing is the detachment of my spiritual world... Only when these two points complement each other can I finally achieve this goal. The perfect sword intent of a sword!" Jiang Feng said.

Accompanied by the sound of speaking, Jiang Feng stretched out a finger, and began to practice from the first sword intent of Qiu Shui's sword.

The first sword intent of Qiushui's sword is Jiang Feng's first foray into Qiushui's sword. He is ignorant and perceives greenness. When he reaches the second sword intent, he finally touches its threshold and knows the evolution of this sword. Then it is the third Sword intent, the fourth percent sword intent... and so on, until the ninth percent sword intent!

The [-]th percentile of the sword intent was perfect, and Jiang Feng was making great strides all the way. He had a precise and keen intuition for the sword intent.

But at the tenth percentile sword intent, it is like being stuck in mud, and it is difficult to advance an inch. The cultivation base of swordsmanship has stagnated, and despite all kinds of efforts and exercises, it is still difficult to break through the barrier.

Crossing the [-]th percentile sword intent seems to be just the many changes of this sword, but in fact it can be said that this is a journey of life, with joy and sadness, and like climbing a mountain, with ups and downs and ups and downs.

Jiang Feng practiced swordsmanship, reflecting and thinking at the same time, and the spiritual world was detached. Qiushui, the tenth sword, broke through all the way, from [-]% to [-]% of the sword, to [-]% to [-]%, to the eighth~ Ninety percent sword intent.

Jiang Feng's rehearsal ended with [-]% of the sword's intent. He withdrew his finger and did not continue. This was not the end of Jiang Feng's understanding of the sword, but Jiang Feng abruptly interrupted the rehearsal.

Because Jiang Feng knows that if he continues to practice, the final result can only be perfect, but not perfect, not perfect, and there will always be flaws... If he is eager for success, Jiang Feng does not mind a little flaw, but at this moment He is not in a hurry, so why not take advantage of the situation and finally achieve the perfect Qiushui sword!

"Okay, it's time to continue!" After the rehearsal, Jiang Feng didn't stay long, and in a flash, he headed in one direction and walked quickly!