There were not many fish in the creek, and the water was almost clear to the bottom, but Feng Yu still sat there, just sitting quietly, holding the fishing rod in one hand, with his eyes closed, he didn't know
What are you thinking about?
Xiaolan and the others also sat idlely on the stone table in the yard, staring blankly with their little faces raised.
"Grandpa Tian, what on earth is your highness doing? So lost in thought, there seems to be no fish in the stream in our palace, isn't it boring?"
Xiao Ju interrupted her: "Xiao Lan, you are mistaken. His Highness is obviously bored, so he fishes to kill time."
The little girls seemed to have an epiphany and nodded.
Xia Tianhe also sat aside, brought a pot of tea and a cup, sipped it slowly, looked at them with a smile, and talked non-stop.
"Hahahaha, you don't understand what he is thinking. Your Highness, this is Jiang Taigong fishing. Anyone who wants to take the bait does not matter whether there are fish or not. He only took the fishing rod, not even the bait."
"Ah, then why don't we buy two fish? If we don't catch them, we won't have any fish for dinner."
"If you don't have it, just eat it. Isn't the kitchen making dinner?"
"Oh, I thought His Highness wanted to eat fish."
Feng Yu couldn't hear what they were saying at the moment, or he couldn't sense anything in the outside world. His attention was focused on his mind and Dantian.
After he fought, the broken barrier seemed to have cracked a little more. He suddenly remembered that day when he met Xianyin Qin Demon Jue Ming on the ship. That feeling reappeared and became clearer.
The inner force is connected with the energy of heaven and earth, and man and nature seem to be integrated into one, appearing so ordinary and inconspicuous.
Several little girls also noticed something a little bit wrong, "Look, His Highness has always been confident and arrogant. Even when he was injured, he never lost his attitude. Why did he suddenly feel like a different person just now?"
Same."
Xia Tianhe said calmly and dissatisfied: "Don't be nervous, he is still the same, it's just that his state of mind has changed. At this moment, he is realizing a brand new state of being able to integrate into the power of nature, which shows that he has realized something. His Highness's talent is really
You are so blessed by nature, you are worthy of being a young master!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Xia Xia He immediately realized that he was so happy and emotional that he directly called the young master, how careless he was!
But the little girls didn't seem to hear it. They didn't understand martial arts. They just felt that their highness had changed a little. They were staring at him without blinking. What other thoughts could they have.
Deep in Feng Yu's heart, it seemed that an extremely sharp and unparalleled aura was about to burst out of his body, brewing before bursting out. The light was the barrier blocking it, but it was incomplete and on the verge of breaking.
Feng Yu didn't know why, but a feeling of strength from his heart pulled him to support the moment when the aura truly broke the barrier.
Jue Ming's Qin Dao is rafting in the vast rivers and lakes. Even if there is no string movement, the sound of the Qin resounds between heaven and earth, communicating with nature, and the lingering sound lingers in the ears. When Feng Yu hears the sound of the Qin in his heart, he no longer knows
Is he the only one left in the world, or is he the only one in the world? His
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Power comes from heaven and earth, and it is also this heaven and earth that he wants to return to!
Looking back at this moment, I seem to have the same feeling around me now, but there is no sound of the piano. I stand alone on the lake. The water under my feet is trembling, and the water droplets float slowly in the air, and actually combine to form a handle.
The sword is made entirely of water, and the water is still flowing on the sword in an endless stream. Circle, circle, and circle, Feng Yu is surrounded by water swords that are hundreds of meters in length. On the sword, there is a reflection.
Feng Yu's true face was exposed. Looking at the reflection on the sword, Feng Yu wanted to hold the sword with his hand.
The hand slowly came closer, but in the end it only held his five fingers, leaving a feeling of wetness, and the water sword was still there.
Feng Yu was very surprised. It was floating in the air but could not be used by him. What kind of sword was this? It didn't seem to have any edge at all. It felt wet and light when touched. Could such a sword kill the enemy?
?
Feng Yu closed his eyes and slowly began to think about whether he had made a mistake somewhere and why such a strange scene appeared in front of him.
Everything he had experienced slowly replayed in his mind, Gongcheng, Quanzhou, Jingcheng, and this trip south. He had killed countless people with his sword. The blood on Jun Xie's sword was dripping drop by drop. If he didn't kill,
They will die themselves, and more people will die. Their path is destined to be murderous.
The scene changed. Every time I came back, I would gently rinse it with water and wipe it carefully with a rag. I was afraid of the slightest smell of blood. I would always leave a brand new Jun Xie before putting it back on the sword stand. This Jun Xie is the master's sword.
The gift given to me when I came out of the mountain was also the sword of a strong man of the past generation. Maybe it was also the sword used by my ancestors. I didn't want it to be returned to the sheath with a little dirt.
Just as Feng Yu recalled how he was wiping Jun Xie step by step, the thousands of water swords around him began to change and turned into droplets of water, spinning around Feng Yu in circles.
Feng Yu's mind flashed, and he thought about his two years of life in Tianji Tower. He dealt with swords every day. Even wooden swords were fun to play with. The master always warned himself that the sword is the king of all weapons and should be treated kindly.
One's own sword, whatever a person's sword is like, he will be like that too. Swordsman and sword are complementary to each other and indispensable. It is also a very happy day to practice sparring with my senior sisters and brothers, although I am not as strong as I am now.
, but it always reminds me that even if I am sparring with Cheyenne and Xia Qing now, I can never get that feeling back, and I don’t seem to be happy either.
Mother-in-law, although mother-in-law took care of me for a short time, not even half a year, her gentle and gentle personality and gentle and elegant attitude also shocked me a lot. She was the best person I met after wandering.
People are mother-in-law, and I once wanted to be the same person as mother-in-law. There is also my aunt. It has been many years, and now I can hardly remember what my aunt looks like. I only remember that she always smiled at me.
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Killing intent is just a way to deal with things. It does not represent yourself and will not replace yourself. Your heart has always been nourished by light and warmth. Even if you have experienced the darkness of the world, it is nothing more than that. Why pick up the sword?
You have to kill people. That is not my way of swordsmanship!
Feng Yu on the lake suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the water drops surrounding him were slowly merging together again, but this time they changed from tens of thousands of drops to one, floating in the air.
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floated before his eyes.
Feng Yu did not reach out to hold it this time. He smiled, and a gentleman's wind emanated from his body. The gentleman's swordsmanship, this is the swordsmanship he truly understood!
Feng Yu pointed with two fingers on his right hand, and the huge water sword seemed to sense it, and suddenly spun around him, swimming with his thoughts. Feng Yu's fingers condensed the trace of real feeling he felt.
The sword intent gathered little by little and suddenly stretched out in front of him.
The water sword pointed straight ahead at the same time, and flew out, leaving a mark on the lake that seemed to separate the water into two halves. When the breeze blew, the two halves merged into one, and nothing happened.
However, Feng Yu always carries that special temperament. With a wave of his hand, layers of water ripples rippled on the lake surface, and thousands of water swords flew upwards. They seemed to have no power, but they still wandered between heaven and earth!
The way of a gentleman is as good as water!
Xia Tianhe watched Feng Yu's temperament go from being submerged by the stream to gradually becoming full of elegance. With his eyes closed, he exuded that enjoyable feeling, as if he could interact with anyone.
A handsome gentleman is like a spring breeze.
"This is His Highness' true intention. Even if he kills thousands of miles, his firm heart still exists. However, no matter how good it is, he will not suffer from those troubles and look down on himself."
"Suddenly I realized that Your Highness is so beautiful!"
"That's right, it looked good before, but it seems to look even better today."
"I don't know what kind of girl will be worthy of His Highness in the future. I have to tell the Queen about this news and make the Queen happy!"
Xia Xiahe did not stop them from talking. The world was full of chaos. Where could there be any real quiet place to hide from the world? Noisy and noisy was real. If His Highness could not see through this, then it would be too troublesome.
Xia Qing had already finished training and had already sensed a difference here, so he came over.
"Great Elder, no, butler, Your Highness, he should have succeeded."
"Well, it was successful. The sword intention is condensed and solid, and it is no longer the vague state before. The barrier is finally broken."
Xia Qing laughed and shook his head, "Hahaha, alas, His Highness has just reached the ninth level of cultivation, and he has realized the Xiaocheng Sword Intention. What a great joy. Such a genius, who in the world can be the best! Sixth Young Master in the Jianghu, hum,
It’s just a false reputation. If the Lord is like this, I, Xia Qing, will not suffer any loss!”
Xia Tianhe knocked him on the head from the air, "What are you talking about? Just based on his identity, no matter whether he has realized Xiaocheng's sword intention today or not, you will not lose, and we will not lose!"
"Yes, yes, I was wrong, no loss, no loss." He was happy and touched the back of his head.
Xiaolan and the other four little girls ran away and were about to discuss whether to celebrate properly. Although they didn't understand, Commander Xia Qing just said that His Highness was powerful, so His Highness must have become even more powerful.
However, just after they left, Xia Xiahe and Xia Qing's eyes suddenly changed again, and their expressions became solemn.
No, what's wrong, Your Highness?
Everything in front of them was not as beautiful as they imagined. Feng Yu's breath began to become rough, and the gentleman's style suddenly disappeared without a trace!