Like a bottomless pit, the female killer has never seen Lei Feng use his full strength. Every time, he easily gets through the difficulties without any doubts. Although he is worried, there is strong confidence in his worries.
This is a characteristic of Lei Feng, which undoubtedly brings a sense of security to those around him.
Lei Feng stood up with his sword put away, flicked the fish intestine sword, and asked: "The profundity of the sword lies in the natural integration of the Tao and the integration of the heaven and the earth. Can you hear the voice of the sword spirit?"
This is a mysterious and mysterious thing. Talking to a long sword is like a fantasy, but a real master can be familiar with his own weapon and use it to the maximum extent.
Like the Fish Intestine Sword, this kind of material is mined from deep-sea black iron. Even Lei Feng has a hard time understanding it. This kind of black iron has its own spiritual properties. It has been exposed to the sea for a long time and continuously absorbs spiritual energy.
"I heard something, but I don't know clearly, but I feel that the feeling with Yuchangjian is getting closer and closer. In this way, I can exert strong strength." The female killer said doubtfully.
Lei Feng smiled and said: "You are only one step away from the late stage of Huajin. I believe that when you reach the late stage and add the fish intestine sword, your strength will be far better than the ordinary late stage of Huajin. When the time comes, it is not impossible to establish a sect."
The female killer sighed and said: "I just promote the Su Nu Sect. Master's wish is to strengthen the Su Nu Sect. Lei Feng, can I ask you a question?"
"If it's about my measurements, I have the right to remain silent. If it's about sexual performance, I can reveal my duration." Yang Min immediately appeared in Lei Feng's head, and in her hands, it was just a matter of holding on for a while. It was so embarrassing.
, I didn’t dare to imagine it. When I came out, I remembered that the time before the pleasure was only a few tens of seconds.
A few dozen seconds is simply a record for Lei Feng. With his and Pan Xiaoting's good records, it should be at least half an hour.
The female killer did not shout and kill like before, nor did she have too many superfluous expressions. Instead, she was very serious and asked: "Master, are you really not in a hurry at all?"
Lei Feng was stunned and fell silent. The name Ding Qiuyu appeared in his mind more than once, and even vaguely appeared in many shadows, each time related to the Ice Sword.
The cliff covered by clouds and mist, besieged by countless men in black, he was on the cliff, in a desperate situation, but he didn't see it. The most heartbreaking thing was the sword, and the pain in his body was far less than
The hurt of the soul.
Every time I recall it, not only does my head hurt, but my heart seems to be blocked, and the flood cannot escape, and it is pounding around my body, making me extremely uncomfortable.
Shaking his head, Lei Feng said helplessly: "Sorry, I'm sure the name Ding Qiuyu is very important, but I can hardly recall anything from the past."
How can dust-covered memories be easily cracked? The clinic owner said that only a few people in the world can crack it, not including himself.
The key is whether it is sealed by others or by oneself, because once it is sealed by oneself, no one in the world can break it. Because when it is sealed, not only the seal of memory, but also the peerless cultivation will be reduced to nothingness.
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"I understand." The female killer said softly, "Tomorrow is Master's birthday."
Lei Feng's body trembled slightly, and he looked at the rising moon in the sky, covered by thousands of miles of gray clouds, which could not block the beauty of the moment, and said: "I will go with you."
Du Shiqi gestured in the yard, jumped over and said, "I'm going to prepare money, ingots, and candles."
Late at night, Lei Feng was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. From time to time, chaotic memories appeared in his head, like a leaky tent, with wind coming in from time to time. In the dusty memory, there was an unspeakable breeze coming out, and every trace of it was visible.
It seems to be comfortable, but when applied to the wound, it causes a slight pain.
In the other room, the female killer couldn't chase her. She was tossing and turning, with Du Shiqi's long legs spread apart, which was very unsightly, but her sleep quality was very good.
This is the difference between sixteen and eighteen years old. As a senior sister, there are too many things to consider. She tossed and turned for a long time and had no intention of sleeping. She wanted to go out to practice swordsmanship, but when she opened the door, her eyes were confused by the sword light.
The dazzling brilliance bloomed in the night sky, and the female killer saw the most beautiful sword energy today, which was the ultimate display of plain female swordsmanship.
Ninety-nine silver dragons are wrapped around, looking up at the moon, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth. Lei Feng is tall and straight, floating like a fairy, wanting to ride the wind back, and everything in nature is integrated.
Lei Feng didn't have a sword in his hand, but he had a sword in his heart. He reached the advanced level of plain girl's swordsmanship and danced ninety-nine powerful dragons.
Ding Yuluo once said that Nine is the ultimate, if you can practice ninety-nine points of strength, then Su Nu swordsmanship will be achieved, and the position of head of Su Nu Sect can be passed to him.
In an instant, the female killer burst into tears and murmured: "Master, can he take over?"
Lei Feng devoted himself wholeheartedly to swordsmanship. Practicing swordsmanship under the starry sky when he could not sleep was a good way to relax. The breeze blew, the green leaves were flying, and the sword energy was like a dragon. He exuded a dust-clearing temperament.
It is difficult for the female killer to associate the man who looks like an immortal in front of her with the daily wretchedness and sordidness. Ji Kang, who has a mysterious figure, elegant temperament, and is as wild as the Seven Sages in the Bamboo Forest, is not afraid of worldly gossip and lives in himself.
Among them, the restraint is just like the ancient sages who wrote all the essence in books and were worshiped by all generations.
When the sword flower dissipated, leaving only a stream of clear water wandering between heaven and earth, Lei Feng gathered his strength and blew out a mouthful of white breath, floating and scattering in the air.
Lei Feng spotted the female assassin at the door, waved his hand and said, "I have just realized another level of plain female swordsmanship. Thousands of pear trees are blooming. Come over and give it a try."
The female killer came with a sword and fell into obsession under Lei Feng's step-by-step instruction. This scene was like going back to a distant era, where Lei Feng taught her master step by step.
When the rain fell that day, at dusk, Lei Feng seemed to have recalled some scenes in his head, but it was very vague, because the person in the dream was so far away, and the yin and yang were forever separated.
"The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries. She goes up to the green building with her makeup in the spring. Suddenly she sees the color of willows on the branches and regrets teaching her husband to look for a title."
One of the formulas of Su Nu's swordsmanship is also at a higher level. It is like a resentful woman in her boudoir who climbed onto the balcony and saw the spring scenery in the yard, and suddenly heard the voice of her husband.
Youth has passed, time has passed, but a woman's years are spent in waiting, filled with sorrow and depression. The young woman regrets it extremely and should let her husband go to war.
The swordsmanship is like a young woman's mood, ups and downs, full of sadness. The sword energy is entangled, like the resentment in the boudoir, which is difficult to dispel. Suddenly, there is a burst of thunder, and the sword energy is intertwined with thousands of threads, like the spring breeze.
Wicker, swaying.
Listening to Lei Feng's explanation, the female killer's realm was much clearer. She felt that she was about to break through, but she was stuck at a threshold.
I was filled with sorrow, just like the master holding an oil-paper umbrella in the rainy dusk, looking forward to the return of his lover, but the dusk dissipated, the afterglow was no longer there, only the drizzle of light rain wet his trousers.
The female killer transformed into someone else, wielding a sword with a sense of resentment. Lei Feng watched carefully from the side, smiled and nodded, this was the state he wanted to talk about.
It's so profound that it's hard to describe. There are no words to describe it. It can only be experienced with your heart. But the female killer has a very high level of understanding. After Lei Feng explained it once, she learned it and realized a sadness.
Lei Feng didn't know that, in fact, what he really understood was the unforgettable figure of the female killer master, standing in the rain at dusk, with the oil-paper umbrella echoing in his mind for a long time.
It is undeniable that when Lei Feng saw the dancing figure of the female killer, he vaguely saw another person, a name that he seemed to have cared about before, but when he thought of it, it hurt his heart.
"Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the branches, I regret teaching my husband to look for a title!" Lei Feng sighed, "Why is it so familiar?"
Suddenly, Lei Feng noticed the changes in the female killer. The yin and yang, or spiritual energy around her became extremely rich and was continuously injected into it, and the energy in her body increased geometrically.
Breakthrough!
Lei Feng sighed: "The talent is really good. He has reached the late stage of transforming energy so quickly. Relying on his own exploration, he has actually reached a new height. It seems that with the fish intestine sword in his hand, under the master of Gang Jin, he may be able to
A slight possibility of escape."
In fact, Lei Feng is also at the level of transforming energy, but half of his foot has stepped into Gang Jin, and half of his foot has stepped on the place of transforming energy, because Lei Feng has not fully figured out his own path and does not understand, in fact, the real Gang Jin
, the transformation and fusion between essence, energy and spirit. If Lei Feng wants to truly become a master of Gang Jin, he needs to find his own path in nature.
All masters who have reached the realm of Gang Jin have their own original martial arts, such as Tong Yu's Snow Wolf Mercy Palm. On the prairie, he suddenly had an epiphany.
If it weren't for the involvement of the world, he fell into the endless desire to conquer, and his martial arts could have been further improved. Unfortunately, he died in Lei Feng's hands.
Lei Feng stretched out his palm, and a faint energy condensed in his palm, emitting a bright light. This is the ultimate state of transforming energy, the pinnacle of the state of transforming energy.
"Take the move!" the female killer shouted, the long sword struck, waves of energy wrapped around her, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed, and the long sword was in front of her in an instant.
Lei Feng smiled slightly, used two fingers to clamp the sword firmly, and said with a smile: "Clamped!"
With a clear finger, she started to apply the needle with ease. Lei Feng flicked it lightly, and the energy invaded away. The female killer's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly used her energy, but under the force of Lei Feng's energy, it invaded the body in a devastating way.
Bang!
The long sword fell to the ground, and the female assassin looked at Lei Feng depressedly. He kept breaking through anyway. She thought that the gap with Lei Feng was very small, but when she took action just now, she realized how ridiculous she was and that she was not at the same level at all.
"I'm sorry, I should restrain myself a little." Lei Feng said awkwardly.
The female killer snorted coldly and said: "Boring!" She turned around and went back to her room, leaving Lei Feng with a wry smile and a helpless expression.
Early the next morning, the three of them prepared their things, had breakfast, and walked to Ding Yuluo's cemetery. It was an old house in the core of a remote park that few people visited.
After the three people left, the clinic owner looked at the sky. The bright clouds were covered with traces of black, and asked doubtfully: "Is the time up?"
The clouds in the sky are like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws, but even though it is as dark as ink, there is always an auspicious cloud shrouding the boss's head. It is impervious to evil and its light drives back the surrounding black clouds.
Just like in the ancient kingdom, a powerful king commands everyone and holds the power of life and death. The aura of the boss echoes the clouds in the sky, rising and falling with his breathing.
The boss shook his head and walked into the clinic. The moment the door closed, black clothes completely enveloped the surroundings, and the whole room was dormant between heaven and earth.
The clinic is in the dark, and it is difficult for outsiders to tell the difference. From a distance, the clinic seems blurry and difficult to identify. In addition, there is a large banyan tree surrounding the clinic, with its branches flying like hands to summon spirits.
The three of them were walking on the path in the park. On a summer morning, the sun was shining brightly, which was in sharp contrast with the clinic. The flowers were fragrant and the birds were singing. On the lawn, the old man was doing Tai Chi and playing chess. There were people watching, but they couldn't see through. Yue Zu helped.
, the master was very unhappy at first, but found that when the chess pieces were placed in a certain position, the chess game suddenly came to life.
Just like everyone in Xijing City, maybe they are all breath, but because of the change of a chess piece, the outcome is full of unknowns.
Du Shiqi felt depressed and was inconsistent with her usual cute and stupid image. The female killer was carrying a bag full of ingots and paper money.
Today is Ding Yuluo's memorial day. The two women looked depressed, including Lei Feng. The closer they got to the grave, the more uneasy they felt, as if their husband had cheated on her.
Lei Feng secretly wondered why this happened. This was definitely not his style, but he seemed to have another Lei Feng in his heart. He had a sentimental side.
Lei Feng thinks that he is a wretched and sentimental man, but now he behaves like a sentimental man. A strong martial artist does not rejoice in things or feel sad about himself. Only they can affect the surrounding environment. If the people around him are allowed to
If the environment affects oneself, it means that the person's will is not strong enough. On the road of martial arts, meeting gods and killing gods is Lei Feng's way!
Therefore, Lei Feng finally came to the conclusion that he was sad for no reason.
He guessed many possibilities, but one thing is certain, regarding the passing of Ding Yuluo, there will be eternal pain at that time. Every time he recalls it, his head hurts and his heart feels uncomfortable.
Pushing open the old courtyard, the walls are covered with ivy. In the corner, a simple tomb stands there.
Lei Feng looked at the empty tombstone, and suddenly felt a great pain in his heart. He was extremely uncomfortable. He sat on the stone bench and breathed hard. The female killer hurriedly said: "What's wrong with you?"
Lei Feng covered his chest and waved his hands: "I'm fine. My body may be too tired and I need to rest for a while."
Three sticks of incense, three pieces of paper, done!
Lei Feng asked curiously: "After staying here for so long, let's burn more."
"No, the master has told me that her life will be simple, and she will also be simple after her death. Her only wish is to be buried in the park, where it belongs to you...her place," the female killer sighed, "she said she once loved someone
A man is already enough, he must be simple even after death."
Lei Feng nodded without saying anything. He looked at the empty tombstone and remained silent for a long time.
Du Shiqi burst into tears on the side, and the female killer's eyes were red. The two women talked a lot in front of the grave, which was the progress of this time. At the same time, they also mentioned Lei Feng, saying that he was a good person, although he was a bit wretched and hateful, but
is a good person.
Almost without telling Lei Feng to go down and accompany his master, the female assassin and Du Shiqi left the yard. Before leaving, they locked Lei Feng inside, saying that they wanted to be alone together.
Lei Feng smiled bitterly, lit a stick of incense again, and stuck it on the ground, but something shocking happened. When the incense touched the ground, it suddenly burned violently.
Lei Feng didn't take it seriously at first, but every time he lit the incense, it burned immediately when it was inserted into the ground. At first, Lei Feng thought it was a joke by the female killer, but as the number of times increased, Lei Feng began to become serious.
Looking at the grave, Lei Feng had many premonitions in his heart.
At this time, the two women came in and were about to leave. Lei Feng said: "Are you sure Ding Yuluo is really dead?"
The female killer was stunned, and then said angrily: "Do you like to make jokes like this about your relatives?"
Lei Feng said hurriedly: "That's not what I meant. I think the tomb is weird. Please answer me seriously. Did you see Ding Qiuyu's burial with your own eyes?"
The female killer frowned and said, "No, we couldn't bear to see it, so we asked others to do it for us."
"Who?" Lei Feng asked.
The female killer said displeasedly: "The master has left, I'm sure of it!"
The ominous premonition in Lei Feng's heart became stronger and stronger, and a voice seemed to be ringing: Look at the truth, the truth is inside!
He was startled, but Lei Feng quickly regained his composure and said in a deep voice: "If you don't mind, I want to see the grave..."
Whoosh!
A sword flew towards me, but Lei Feng dodged and said, "I have no other intention. Don't you want to see your master's last face?"
"If you dare to take action, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth!" the female killer said coldly, standing in front of the grave.
