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Chapter 352 Female fans on the train

Compared with the second part of Xin Cultivation! Fa. The second part is much easier and simpler, but the feeling after practicing the fourth part is definitely not as strong and direct as the first part.

Zhang Wufeng compared the two cultivation techniques and felt a little hesitant.

Of these two cultivation methods, one was provided by Sky City Music as a supporting tool; the other was obtained from a special strong man, but it is unknown where the other obtained it.

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However, after careful analysis, Zhang Wufeng felt more and more that the second copy was a simplified version, while the first copy was the truly profound stuff.

This is like a kind of training for novices and masters in a game. If the first part is the training method for masters, then the second part is definitely something that only beginners should practice.

During the practice of these two skills, Zhang Wufeng discovered that they seemed to be indispensable and complementary to each other.

The first part is sublimation, and the second part is the foundation. Only by laying a good foundation can you make a qualitative leap in the future.

And if the foundation is not good, then all the magic horses will be in vain.

When you are trapped and lost, in a state of confusion and ignorance, you can practice the second simplified version of the cultivation techniques; when you are satisfied with your ambition, or when you have achieved success and are strategizing for a decisive victory thousands of miles away

.You can practice the first exercise.

After thinking about it so carefully, Zhang Wufeng finally came to this conclusion, and Zhang Wufeng was very happy.

This does not mean that these two exercises are easy to understand. It means that the first one is more advanced than the second one.

Sometimes, the simpler the cultivation method, the more profound and profound it is. The reason why he came to this conclusion is just because of Zhang Wufeng's powerful calculation ability and his understanding that practice makes perfect.

The kind of true experience that comes from the heart after practicing for a long time!

After sorting out the two, Zhang Wufeng added comments and insights again, and then he exited the crystal space.

Opening his eyes, he saw the woman next to him already watching "Castle in the Sky" with gusto.

And the one she read was actually the sixth one published.

The name of this book was defined by the publisher as "The Book of Shadows in the Sky City". The cover shows a cosmic background, which is very empty. On this background, there is a pair of clouds with a double helix structure. Among the clouds

It's like a Tai Chi, with two light spots like bright eyes.

This pattern is like a magical calamity cloud, a bit weird, but rare and very attractive.

Zhang Wufeng didn't pay much attention to this pattern at first, but suddenly when he took a look at it, his mood fluctuated slightly.

"I don't know who designed this pattern, but he is very talented. It is really rare to be able to choose the cosmic background and the concave double helix structure as the background cover. It seems that this person really watched "The Sky" in depth.

"City". However, writing a book on the Internet becomes more and more like a beautiful prose with a story. I still pioneered the Internet! However, sometimes, one or two words represent a

The heavy meaning and belief, which can control the feelings of words, are really endearing."

Zhang Wufeng murmured to himself, because this cover actually aroused his strong passion for writing.

At that moment, after rummaging through his backpack, Zhang Wufeng took out his notebook, placed it on the small table next to the sleeper, and then began to recall the plot he wrote last time.

At that time, the protagonist Li Xuan had already left the City in the Sky. The appearance of the Book of Shadows was like a prophecy, which completely devastated Xia Xiaoyan.

The City of Dark Sky arrived and obtained the Book of Shadows, the Fallen, and the Black Elf clan member Sally Ling'er. Finally, she no longer clung to that relationship and began to become cold-blooded and ruthless.

Thinking of this plot, Zhang Wufeng sighed deeply. Some plots, things and people have changed, and it can no longer be explained clearly in words.

Although it is only a small fragment, there are so many things contained in this fragment that it can no longer be described in just a few words.

That is a kind of heavy mentality, a kind of freedom behind letting go, and also the lonely back of a hero.

Completely immersed in it, Zhang Wufeng seemed to have seen the book of shadows opening, as if he had seen Sally Ling'er staring at the city in the sky coming in the distance. Then he smiled lightly, turned around, and a drop of tears turned into crystal fragments.

, flying in the space.

And she just stretched out her hand slightly to catch the crystal teardrop and held it in her hand.

What fell inside were cold, flying snowflakes.

Snowflakes are flying across the vast land. I no longer know who is controlling the ups and downs.

Waves of faint and lonely erhu solos were played. The sound was not loud, but it was very penetrating.

Not a word appeared in the document, but the singing penetrated the soul and space, as if it had entered the document.

The whining sound of the moon reflected in the Erquan is as small as crying, as clear as whining, as if polishing

Opposite, the girl who was reading raised her head and looked opposite her. With one glance, she could no longer look away.

It was something that touched her soul, and the memory in her heart was indelible forever at just one glance.

All the stories are written on his face, with such rich expressions, I can't imagine how wonderful it is.

The sound of the erhu disappeared quickly, as if it had never been played before. The next moment, the handsome young man opposite began to tap the keyboard with his hands at an invisible speed. At that speed,

She was shocked again.

This time, when traveling to Beijing, Huang Yiyi just wanted to visit the Forbidden City, Summer Palace, Bird's Nest, Water Cube and other places in Beijing. Then she would carry a copy of her experiences and materials for the travel notes she would write in the future, but she didn't want to, at this moment

After seeing the young man's expression and movements, her desire to write was completely dispelled. She felt as if there was something blocked in her heart, with a feeling of congestion that she could not express.

Subconsciously, she got off the berth, then approached Zhang Wufeng, turned her head, and silently looked at the other person's computer.

Such an approach is very impolite and unladylike. It also feels like offending other people's feelings. However, at this time, Huang Yiyi can't control that much.

She had such an idea in her heart, so she did it.

However, when her eyes fell on those words, she was stunned.

"Snowflakes are flying, and the vast earth no longer knows who is controlling the ups and downs.

Hundreds of years pass by like a blink of an eye.

Stretch out your hands. The tears in your hands turn into flying snowflakes.

Sally Ling'er stared at the dark place between heaven and earth, where the Shadow Castle descended.

It’s another snowy day, and it’s the time when blood and darkness fall.

Huang Yiyi watched, completely immersed in it.

Before she knew it, her tears had slipped down and landed in the palm of her hand. The tears, which were still hot, were crawling on her face like insects.

"Wow, I'm so touched and so sad. Oh, I really hope that Sally Ling'er can get Li Xuan's love." Huang Yiyi said subconsciously.

This time, in less than an hour, she had read nearly 30,000 words in a row. In other words, the other party's speed...

Thinking of this, Huang Yiyi looked at the word count display on the software and couldn't help but secretly gasped, but only then did she realize that the other party didn't recognize her yet!

"Hello, I am a loyal fan of your books. I hope you don't blame me for being abrupt. Well, my name is Huang Yiyi and I am nineteen years old."

Huang Yiyi said a little embarrassed.

"Huh? Huang Yiyi?" Zhang Wufeng looked at the girl in front of him who claimed to be "Huang Yiyi," and couldn't help but feel a little startled.

It’s not that there aren’t people with the same name and surname in this world, but it’s that people with the same name, same age, and the same appearance seem to be very rare.

"Are you from the Huang family in Beijing?" Zhang Wufeng asked subconsciously.

"No, I'm from the Huang family in Huaiyang, Henan." Huang Yiyi said shyly.

Zhang Wufeng stared at Huang Yiyi for a few times, and had a strange feeling. On the surface, this girl was very pure and lovely. Of course, she was also a natural virgin.

But when Zhang Wufeng looked at her, he always had the feeling between his eyebrows that something else remained deep in her eyes. This feeling was a bit strange.

It was as if there was another thing with an evil smile between the other person's eyebrows staring at him from time to time. This feeling made Zhang Wufeng uncomfortable.

However, Zhang Wufeng could sense that this girl was just an ordinary person and there was nothing special about her.

If there is anything about her that is different from ordinary people, it might be her relatively active body. Judging from her body bones and body shape, this girl should have practiced gymnastics for many years.

"Oh, Huaiyang, Henan, but you are taking the Wuhan train. Do you work in Wuhan?" Zhang Wufeng asked with a smile.

The reason why he asked was not to inquire about other people's origins, but because Zhang Wufeng was already wary of Huang Yiyi under the Forbidden City, so he asked.

"It's not about doing things. I'm on the provincial gymnastics team, but I didn't do gymnastics last year. Instead, I like to write some things, essays, travel notes, etc. Anyway, I just want to live a life I like."

Huang Yiyi said with the same smile.

"Well, I've said so much. I haven't introduced you yet. My name is Zhang Wufeng. You can call me Brother Zhang, or you can just call me Wufeng. I'm only six years older than you, so don't call me uncle."

Zhang Wufeng smiled.

"Hee hee, no way. Brother Zhang, you look better than me. Who would call you uncle? You are not a weird uncle." Huang Yiyi said sweetly.

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