Cultivation In Troubled Times

"The devil's eye is still in the sky!" With the wind armour's light drink, I saw that the cold blade that whirled like a wheel suddenly, a nearly nine foot long "s" shaped whirling blade, quietly suspended in the air, suddenly issued a roar, one side, erect, and whirled.

"Roar..." a huge blood red eyes, suddenly turned out, with a huge roar, from the giant eyes, shooting endless red light, dun will cover up this side of the world, seems to be into a turbulent sea of blood!

Wang Feng was dizzy for a while. Under the gaze of the magic eye and the red light, he felt that he was weak and his brain was blank. He seemed to fall into a deep sleep forever.

"Tired... You are too tired... Have a good sleep... Sleep... Sleep..." a cool voice sounded in Wang Feng's ear. Unconsciously, Wang Feng felt a sense of drowsiness, and his eyes were finally closing!

The three saints were also covered with red light. They were also dizzy, but because they were far away from the evil eye formed by the remnant heaven, and the attention of the evil eye was not on their side, they could still support them, but they could not move. They could only watch Wang Feng, who was about to fall into a desperate situation.

Just when Wang Feng's eyes were about to close, the flowing pictures quickly passed through his mind. At this moment, Wang Feng seemed to see his life experience.

In the human world, he and his sister Xiaoyu are practicing nine righteousness solutions frequently, and they can't help laughing at each other; In a flash, they came to Chang'an city again, and they were fighting against the experts of Baihua gang with Xiaohu; Then, Wang Feng came to the world of Xiuzhen. He took Qingxia and Hongyun by the hand and swam freely between heaven and earth

All kinds of things in the past have sprung up together. Wang Feng is shaking all over. It seems that at this moment, he is experiencing all kinds of things in the past again. He is on the scene and can't extricate himself.

At this time, he saw Xiang Wentian, a Fu, Qingfeng and others being killed. He felt a stabbing pain in his heart. When he saw Feng Bing with his own eyes and pressed his hand on Wang Rulong and Wang Cang's head, Wang Feng's heart was already dripping blood. For a moment, the sea of spirit was tumbling, his mind roared, and his soul roared: "no..."

"Alas... You forget... Remember, the blade of heart... The blade of heart... Sleep... You are too tired... Sleep... After sleep, all these things will disappear... The blade of heart... The blade of heart..." Feng Yi's smile suddenly appeared in front of Wang Feng, and made him remember the blade of heart for a moment, and it seemed that he couldn't wake up for a moment.

"The blade of the original heart should refer to the original heart! It is free from the fetters of fame and wealth, free from the shackles of foreign things, free from weighing gains and losses because of love and hatred, free from hesitation about right and wrong... It is a responsibility, a responsibility from the heart or belonging to the heart! "

"Responsibility!"

Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the red light and sea of blood all over his eyes faded away quickly. Staring at the head of the only flashing ruthless and vicious giant eyes, Wang Feng just showed his expressionless fearlessness!

Zixue sends out a pleasant dragon song, and the grey air rushes out again. A quick sweep sweeps away the residual blood light. Then he ran into the sword again. With a "choking" sound, a green awn broke away from the Zixue sword and shot out. It turned into a long blue snake like a silk ribbon and wrapped around the giant eye.

At the same time, the purple snow dragon chanted, also issued a dazzling cold light, rushed up into the sky, and then cut down at the blood red giant eye!

"Boom boom" a deafening loud noise came, a small silver line can cut the giant eye, and its momentum continued to fall down, straight to the top of the head of the wind armour. Just at this time, a beautiful red shadow came over and rushed to the top of Fengjia's head!

"Three younger sisters..."

"Third sister..."

Nangong Longhou, leiba and Wang Feng all gave out this cry. However, Wang Feng can't stop even if his power has already been developed.

With a "whew", the long and thin silver thread flashed into chiluan's body. Shengsheng pierced her delicate body, and then entered the top of Fengjia's head like a breeze. Then it crossed between his legs. With a flash, it finally disappeared into the ground.

Zixue's slash is very similar to Wuzu's startling finger, which can break the power of the gods and Demons king of the stars. Although the silver thread is thin, it cuts everything!

The strange sound of "buzz" came again. After being tightly entangled by the pupil of the demon, the magic eye, which was cut by the silver wire, had disappeared. There was only a nine foot long revolving blade, which was constantly struggling, as if to break away from the entanglement of the green snake. Zixue whirled quickly, turned the blade upside down and hit the whirling blade fiercely.

The sound of "dangdangdang" is as dense as a string of pearls. The whirling blade is constantly pounded and falls to the ground. In the roar, it has disappeared into the soil, while Zixue continues to pursue it. In the roar of dangdangdang, the three blades have gone deep into the ground and never seen again.

The silver thread is tangible and qualitative, but it cuts off the vitality from the intangible!

Nangong Longhou and leiba had already come over, helped chiluan up, and then stepped aside to check her injury. Wang Feng stayed for a while. He didn't expect such changes at the last moment. Looking at Feng Jia still standing in the same place, with a smile on his face, Wang Feng was furious!

With one move, the purple snow under the ground has been shot out quickly. Wang Feng holds a long sword in his hand and strides out one step. He has locked the wind armour firmly and can't move! Space folding, its fast, big out of the wind a accident; And Wang Feng and Chen lie Shuai, the two famous men in the Middle Ancient World War I, have made great progress in controlling the operation of the three forces and mastering the law of time and space!

Senhan's blade was on the neck of the motionless Feng Jia. Wang Feng said, "now, what do you say?" Feeling that the weight of Zixue had changed, Wang Feng found that the nine foot long revolving blade, the remnant demon soldier, was firmly attached to the handle.

At this time, it's like a super long hand guard of Zixue's long sword, but it's a little nondescript. Because the length of this guard is more than two feet longer than the blade, so that the upward blade tip has the potential to stab the sky, while the downward blade tip has touched the ground. As for the demon's pupil, it still returns to the original position of the blade and becomes the blue mark of the blade near the front end.

"Thank you, my Lord, you finally let me out of the control of cantian!" The wind armour, still smiling, whispers to Wang Feng. At this moment, he seems to have gone back to the past and become the wind armour of the benevolent and righteous hero.

Only his ears, eyes, mouth and nose, the blood has been gurgling out, obviously, the silver thread has cut off his heart, including his vitality.

When Wang Feng saw that he was in such a state, he was surprised. He quickly withdrew his sword, thrust it upside down on the ground, and turned to his side. Since Feng Jia looks like this, chiluan is afraid to hurt even more!

In Nangong's silence and leiba's choking, chiluan slowly opens her eyes, as if remembering what happened just now. Chiluan laboriously says: "help... Help me over..." while she talks, she is like Fengjia, and blood has come out of her seven orifices.

After a while, they saw that chiluan's meridians had broken into countless sections, and many of them disappeared. If you look up again, its spirit sea is rapidly drying up. It is obvious that its vitality is rapidly disappearing. Without the nourishment of the spirit sea, its spirit is becoming thin and transparent at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"I can't help it!" Nangong and leiba take back their mind in despair, and help her up according to the words and go to Fengjia who is standing still. As they walked, their tears fell down, but they didn't cry. The three saints are brothers and sisters, and the friendship among them has already surpassed the kinship.

It's only a few tens of feet away from Fengjia. At this time, it's so long for everyone; But chiluan's life is so short!

Finally, with the support of her second brother, chiluan holds the hand of Fengjia tightly.

"Hand over your soul and give it back to you. From then on, there will be no more entanglement or hatred. You and I will return to impermanence together!" Chiluan is speechless, and only uses her weak mental power to communicate with Fengjia.

"I don't want to, because I want to see you more! As for me, he has got the remnant heaven, and sooner or later he will know everything Feng Jia holds chiluan's hand tightly and looks at her with deep feeling, looking at her beautiful face that is about to disappear.

More and more blood overflowed from their seven orifices. Finally, they flowed on the ground and got together. They could tell which was Fengjia's and which was chiluan's. at this moment, their blood was as thick as water, and they blended with each other. You have me and I have you. This is destiny!

"I'll go first! I'm glad to meet you. Even now, I'm more satisfied than I'm not willing to... Goodbye... Wind... "Chi Luan finally closed her eyes with a smile. A trace of spirit, which was so thin that it seemed as if it had nothing, came out of her eyebrows and was soon dissipated by the bright sun.

With tears in his eyes, Wang Feng stretched out his hand, and a trace of Yuan Li emerged, forming a cover to protect the soul. Then he slowly said: "six paths of reincarnation, listen to my command, properly accept this spirit, do not enter reincarnation, do not enter other ways, wait for me to deal with..."

In the roaring sound, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky. A bucket like object appeared in the whirlpool. Wang Feng gently waved his hand. The soul protected by Yuan Li floated upward and was finally sucked into the bucket.

Feng Jia looks at Wang Feng gratefully, and then reaches out his hand to brush chiluan's hair. "I've never heard from you once. This time, anyway, I'll listen to you..." he closes his eyes, and a dark spirit comes out of his eyebrow. Just as Wang Feng hesitates, Feng Jia finally disappears. Vanishes on the blade of Wang Feng's fearless heart.

Wang Feng looked at this group of spirits, but he didn't do it. This originally belonged to him, but was changed or strengthened by Fengjia. After thinking about it, Wang Feng's mental strength gushed out, and the wheel of Taoism also whirled around, covering the soul firmly. A trace of black smoke was drawn out of it, and it poured to the remnant sky sticking on the purple snow, and then it went in continuously.

When the black smoke was exhausted, Wang Feng also finished the purification of this group of spirits, and knew all the experiences and thoughts of Feng Jia.

With a deep sigh, he once again separated a trace of strength to protect the purified spirit of Fengjia. Wang Feng again gave the right order to liudaosamsara. Then, he quietly looked at this group of spirits, and was sucked in by the bucket like thing. In a short time, the clouds have disappeared and the six paths of reincarnation have disappeared.

"That's all I can do! Your decision is very important! If you want to be reborn, I will find two suitable bodies for you; If you are disappointed and tired of this world, I will let you into the way of reincarnation, in the next life, in another world, you will be together... "Wang Feng thought in his heart. Nangong Longhou and leiba beside them are shining with hope in their eyes.