Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 31 Nameless Breakthrough

Just when she was about to hit Pei Xiu with a palm, a powerful murderous aura struck from the side.

Feng Jin's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to attack the assassin who appeared suddenly, but he felt that the murderous aura was not directed at her. In an instant, a cold and sharp long sword pierced from the side, aiming at Pei Xiu's. Stab the neck.

That sword move was as swift as lightning, and as tricky as a fox, it was the fiercest sword move Feng Jin had ever seen, within a split second, he had already stabbed in front of Pei Xiu.

Pei Xiu frowned, her figure flickered, and she quickly backed away, avoiding the opponent's attack with great difficulty.

A black shadow flashed past, standing in front of Feng Jin like a mountain.

Looking at the broad shoulders that were so familiar, Feng Jin's eyes warmed up, "Wu Ming, you didn't leave?"

Wuming didn't say a word, standing silently in front of Feng Jin, holding the sword in his right hand, the blade of the sword glowed with an icy cold light in the night, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and made a deep roar of dragons and tigers.

Feng Jin frowned, Wuming seemed to be different!

"It's your dog again! Courting death!"

When the cold light suddenly appeared, Pei Xiu drew out the soft sword at his waist and attacked Wuming.

Wuming stood silently in front of Feng Jin, motionless, as if he didn't see the danger in front of him.

Everything was silent, except for the slight trembling of Wuming's sword tail, which made a deep and distant sound, there was no other sound. Feng Jin stared nervously at Wuming's back, and clenched his palms slightly.

Just when Pei Xiu's sword was about to stab Wuming, Wuming finally moved.

clang--

The two swords collided, and the swords radiated light, faintly sparks splashed in the night.

As soon as Wuming made a move, Feng Jin knew that Wuming had changed. She pursed her lips and nervously stared at Wuming's every move.

In less than ten strokes, Pei Xiu was hit by a sword, his sleeve was cut, his arm was wounded, and blood spurted out.

Pei Xiu's complexion changed, her long eyebrows twisted into the word Chuan, and she stared at Wuming.

Wuming's face was expressionless, and there was no light in his eyes, as if it was the darkest and deepest night. He clenched the sword in his hand and attacked Pei Xiu again. Between the sky and the earth, only Wuming's flying figure turned into countless ghosts. The sword light flickered, and sword flowers were drawn in the air, which was too beautiful to behold.

Pei Xiu managed twenty strokes with difficulty, and was hit again.

His complexion changed drastically, his figure flashed, and he retreated far away, staring at Wuming suspiciously, "How did your internal strength increase so quickly?"

This is impossible!

The last time they fought, they were still evenly matched, even if the time was longer, he was even better, but this time, Wuming actually stabbed him within ten strokes, injured him twice within thirty strokes, and he was unscathed .

Wuming remained silent, the sword was stained with blood, and the bright red blood dripped drop by drop on the bluestone slabs of the palace road. This was the only sound in this silent night.

Feng Jin knew the answer, but she would not tell Pei Xiu.

With Wuming around, Pei Xiu knew that there was nothing he could do to Feng Jin today, so he gave Wuming and Feng Jin a cold look, jumped on his horse, and walked away.

As soon as Pei Xiu left, Wuming also turned and left.

Feng Jin chased after him, grabbed his pulse door, and felt the surging spiritual power between the nameless pulses, Feng Jin's face changed slightly, "It has been promoted to the second level so quickly? This is unbelievable! "

It took her a full 700 years to practice the Nine Heavens and Stars Jue from the first level to the seventh level!
Even if the time spent on the first few levels was relatively short, it would take decades to pass each level, which is already the fastest. Within the Three Realms, only Bai Ye was stronger than her.

Even if he is as strong as Bai Ye, it took him five years to rise from the first level to the second level!

As for Wuming, it only took less than a month, how could it be possible?

As soon as Wuming made a move just now, she could see that his spiritual power had suddenly skyrocketed, but what she thought was that he was still on the first level, but there are nine levels in the first level, and he probably rose from the first level to the second and third. Unexpectedly, he broke through the level directly and stepped into the second level.

You must know that Wuming's spiritual power hadn't changed much when he confronted Shen Wenqing before, but in just one night, there has been a shocking change. This, this is impossible!
Feng Jin looked at Wuming in shock, "Wuming, did you have any adventures, or did you eat something? Touched something?"

Anonymous shook his head.

The expression on Feng Jin's face kept changing, "This is impossible, it's impossible to break through overnight..."

Wuming looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes were deep and distant, as vast as a starry sky, but without the tenderness and sweetness before, it was as if his state of mind was as wide and vast as the vast universe, but there was no her in this universe.

For some reason, Feng Jin felt a little flustered.

"If you really want to have any adventures, it's probably because you want to open up and die."

Nameless said, gently pulled out his hand, and jumped onto the roof.

Feng Jin stared blankly at the empty hands, she suddenly understood why Wuming had such a change.

The highest state of practicing Nine Heavens and Stars Art is that the mind is like still water, throwing away all worries and love entanglements, uniting body, soul and soul, entering the state of ecstasy, and becoming one with the world and everything.

When a practitioner enters this state, he himself is like a powerful magnet, and spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushes towards him from all directions, automatically approaching him, so Wuming has this kind of breakthrough.

Whether it is a human, a demon, a demon, or a ghost, they all have their own obsessions and desires, and there are all kinds of troubles, concerns, and emotional entanglements. It is impossible to truly have a still heart.

Therefore, even if he is as strong as Bai Ye, he can only practice step by step.

She remembered that many things happened when she was [-] years old. She met Bai Ye and tested her spiritual talent. Everyone who planned to practice the Nine Heavens Star Jue would test their spiritual talent at the age of [-], divide their aptitude levels, and then Hand it over to the appropriate master.

That year, Bai Ye was 400 years old, and he had already stepped into the eighth level. From [-] years old to [-] years old, he only took [-] years to step into the eighth level, which is the most powerful cultivation in thousands of years. learners.

However, from the time she met Bai Ye to the time she fell into a demon, for a total of 700 years, she rose from the first level to the eighth level, while Bai Ye only rose to the first level, and from the eighth level to the ninth level, she has been stagnant. Before, oh, by the way, during those 300 years when she was imprisoned in the Endless Ice Prison, Bai Ye returned to the eighth layer again.

At that time, there were rumors in the Three Realms that it was because she confused Bai Ye, causing Bai Ye's mind to wander and unable to calm down to practice. At that time, she was quite proud and asked Bai Ye if that was the case, but Bai Ye smiled and said nothing.

At that time, she thought he had acquiesced, and she was secretly delighted. She had always dreamed of putting on a wedding dress and marrying him. Now that she thinks about it, it's really ridiculous!

His mind was floating, not for her, but for her sister!
When the night wind blew, Feng Jin woke up from her memories, staring blankly at the empty palace road, there was still blood on the bluestone slabs, but Wuming was no longer there.

Feng Jin's heart suddenly became empty. She jumped onto the roof, looked at the vast night, opened her lips, and called softly: "No name."

Silent.

Layers of palace buildings are covered with a thin layer of gray tulle under the night.

Feng Jin looked into the distance, all she could see were the corners of the eaves and the overlapping glazed tiles.

Her heart suddenly panicked, she was at a loss for what to do, and her previous calm and calm disintegrated in an instant.

She looked at the vast night, and called out again: "No name."

Still no reply.

Feng Jin's heart seemed to be tightly gripped by a pair of big cold hands. She looked at the vast night sky, pursed her lips, and shouted desperately with all her strength: "Nameless!"

Her voice carried far away, and she could hear the echo in the distance.

"No name! No name!"

Her voice became louder and louder, and the sound spread farther and farther away, waking up many people. She saw lights in many palaces.

Feng Jin yelled more than a dozen times in a row, each time hoarse, but there was still no response.

She was afraid that he would not be able to control the inner demons, so she drove him away. After he left, the inner demons were also controlled, but she was no longer in his heart.

His heart is like water!
Candles were lit in all the palaces, and many people came out, looking around, searching for the source of the sound.

Everyone heard it, what about Wuming?

Did he hear it too?His hearing is already sharper than ordinary people, it is impossible not to hear.

However, he did not come back.

It's no longer like before, as long as she softly says 'nameless', he will appear beside her silently, no matter when and where.

She once joked that he was like her shadow, accompanying her everywhere.

It turns out that the shadow can also leave without nostalgia.

She was wrong again, very wrong!
Feng Jin's tears fell silently. Looking at the vast night sky, she murmured, "Let's go! It's fine if you leave, and don't come back after you leave!"

She once said that she would give him freedom three years later, but now it is only two years and eleven months ahead of schedule.

Really, it's fine to leave, this palace is so cold, it's so cold that it makes people desperate, if she can, she also wants to leave.

Feng Jin hugged her arms tightly, trying to give herself some warmth, but no matter how tightly she hugged her, the cold air in the air still kept penetrating into her bones.

She didn't want to go back to the bedroom, she just stood on the roof like that, staring straight into the vast distance.

She is waiting, waiting for her nameless to come back.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jin's frail figure swayed slightly, and finally a figure appeared silently behind her.

There was a vaguely faint scent in the air, like the scent of herbs, ink, and wine. Feng Jin felt a man's breath, and turned around in surprise, "No name——"

(End of this chapter)