Green pines, weeping willows, gurgling shade grass...
From outside the Honglu Valley to the north, the lush greenery covers the thick mountains, expressing the rich vitality vividly. Under the vast ancient forest is filled with the smell of vanilla and fragrance. Although the silence is boundless, it is extremely quiet, which is exactly the ideal for cultivation.
It is a treasured place for cultivation that travelers like to stay.
This valley has no name, so Feng Jueyu simply calls it the nameless valley.
To the north of the Nameless Valley is the wild forest that Yan Gu once mentioned. There lives a spiritual beast that is 1,500 years old. Its cultivation is so high that it is definitely not an area that the current Feng Jueyu can set foot in.
The reason why Feng Jueyu found this treasure place was because he chose this secluded place after searching everywhere for days. There is no other reason than that the spiritual energy here is rich enough and full of vitality. In the hearts of cultivators, it is the secluded place for cultivation.
The place must meet two standards, one is quiet, and the other is that it has enough aura of heaven and earth.
Therefore, Feng Jueyu chose Wuming Valley.
This time, he originally planned to stay for a few days and then return to Honglu Valley, but in fact, the wonderful cultivation realm of the Desireless Realm is not something that can be controlled by the human heart. He meditated in the valley for a full month.
Feng Jueyu still couldn't recapture the wonderful state of desirelessness that he realized when he saw Wu Qiluo dancing with his sword.
One month is not a long time for ordinary cultivators. It may not be enough time for them to perform several weekly movements, let alone the opportunity they need to cultivate slowly for an epiphany. However, Feng Jueyu is extremely anxious.
, he has done nothing this month, he did not chase the whereabouts of the spirit beasts in excitement at the beginning, and he did not continuously hone his martial arts skills in the past few days.
For a month, he only did one thing, which was to calm down his mind, and then continue to look for that rare situation in the boundless heaven.
But what made him extremely depressed was that, just as Wu Qiluo expected, the so-called desireless realm seemed to be the biggest enemy of warriors. The more he wanted to invest in it, the farther he went from the original track.
After sitting there for a month, instead of improving at all, my strength felt like it was plummeting.
Of course, it was not that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level plummeted, but that his state of mind became extremely irritable because he could not comprehend the realm of desirelessness for a long time.
After eating Feng and Dew for a month, he even skipped most of his meals and ate wild fruits to satisfy his hunger every day. Feng Jueyu felt that he was a little malnourished. He touched his unruly beard and couldn't help but feel discouraged. What kind of crap is this?
Is it really difficult to understand the desireless state? Or is my heart not quiet enough?
Sitting in the deep valley, listening to the gentle sound of wind coming from Fu Er, Feng Jueyu asked himself over and over again if he had reached the end of his martial arts realm. His state of mind was unreachable, and he would never enter the divine way in his life. These words gradually became more and more obvious.
It became a psychological burden on him.
Get a rabbit, have a good meal, and then delve into the realm of desirelessness.
In desperation, Feng Jueyu could only relax in boredom. He did not practice, and he did not want to go back to find Wu Qiluo. You must know that enlightenment is not easy once, and it is impossible to find Wuyu from Wu Qiluo next time.
The entrance to the realm, and doing so will also disturb Wu Qiluo. That autistic girl is not as easy to talk to as Sheng Junqian.
After searching for me and me in the woods for a while, a little rabbit with white velvet came into Feng Jueyu's field of vision. This rabbit was eating grass. It naively held the grass and put it in its mouth bit by bit.
The speed was still very fast, and a piece of grass entered his stomach in a moment.
Gulu!
Feng Jueyu's stomach growled unsatisfactorily. He touched his hungry belly, but he couldn't move. The rabbit was so cute that he couldn't bear to kill it.
Forget it, let's let you live.
Feng Jueyu shook his head speechlessly and wandered in the woods. The little white rabbit seemed to be aware of Feng Jueyu's presence. He first looked at Feng Jueyu with a wary look, then quickly jumped into the woods.
, fear makes it feel that it is better to stay away from humans.
Watching the little white rabbit leave his sight, Feng Jueyu laughed to himself, but at this moment, a bolt of lightning quickly flew into Feng Jueyu's field of vision.
It was a five-hundred-year-old spiritual beast, its hair was all gray, its hooves were like wind, its cold breath and unpleasant fishy smell instantly filled the woods, leaving Feng Jueyu stunned.
This was a wild wolf, with four teeth like sharp swords. It was not huge in size, but was as fast as wind and thunder. In an instant, it ran from one end of the woods to the other, exactly where the little white rabbit disappeared.
"Beast, do you also want to eat the food I released?" Feng Jueyu frowned and flew over at lightning speed.
Everything happened between lightning and flint. When the wild wolf, the little white rabbit, and Feng Jueyu gathered together, Killer Feng even saw the wild wolf's saber teeth piercing the little white rabbit's abdomen.
At the moment when the blood stains penetrated and collapsed, Feng Jueyu transformed into a fog sword and pierced the belly of the wild wolf at the same time.
The huge piercing force rolled the body of the wild wolf, who had five hundred years of cultivation, over a dozen times on the ground and hit a tree as thick as a bowl. The wild wolf died on the spot.
A piece of mist dissipated, and Feng Jueyu walked out of the mist eagerly. With his current strength, only a thousand-year-old spirit beast could cause him some trouble. A five-hundred-year-old spirit beast was no match for him at all.
Ignoring the wild wolf, Feng Jueyu quickly ran to the little white rabbit and squatted down to check the injury. At this time, the little thing was already injured. Thick blood could not stop flowing out from a small opening in the abdomen.
The thing was lying on its side on the ground dying, but its consciousness was not completely lost. It blinked its tearful eyes and looked at Feng Jueyu as if pleading.
"Alas!" Feng Jueyu sighed, and quickly used his spiritual energy to press his hand on the little white rabbit's wound. Then he took out the golden needle from Hong Yuan's space and said to the little guy: "I will help you suture the wound. You
Don't move around, your injuries are serious enough."
Perhaps because he had not communicated with anyone for a month, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that this little thing was very pitiful, and its wound was not too deep, and it was possible to save the wound that was half a finger long.
This is the first time that Feng Jueyu has operated on people or animals in the Hongtu world. He moves the needle like flying. The little guy seems to have realized Feng Jueyu's kindness. Even if the needle and thread pass through the body and cause severe pain, he can't bear it.
He twitched slightly twice, and after a while, Feng Jueyu finally let Feng Jueyu sew up the wound.
Then, Feng Jueyu picked up the little white rabbit, held it in front of his chest and stroked it gently. Every touch would inject a trace of vitality. Gradually, the wound stopped bleeding, and he finally saved the little white rabbit.
.
Feng Jueyu felt relaxed for a while, and the haze of not being able to comprehend the realm of desirelessness for a month was suddenly relieved. He hugged the little white rabbit and said to himself: "Little thing, you are very lucky. I am here.
This is the first time in Hong Tu’s life that he has performed an operation on someone, and it’s you, little guy. Come on, come with me. I’ll let you go free after you recover from your injuries.”
The little white rabbit blinked with a look of gratitude, which made Feng Jueyu very comfortable. After collecting the five hundred years of spiritual energy from the wild wolf, he took it back to the Nameless Valley.
In the following days, Feng Jueyu meditated and adjusted his breath every day just like the previous month, trying to find the "entrance" to the realm of desirelessness. However, this time his mood was no longer irritable because he had more thoughts every day.
A very pleasant thing to do is to take care of the little white rabbit.
Every day, he would spend some time using the spiritual energy of life to heal the wounds of the little white rabbit. The original spiritual energy from the beginning of the Hong Yuan Dynasty could make the healing faster. He deliberately found a piece of lawn and built a simple nest.
Even if it was windy or raining, the little guy would recover gradually under his assurance.
More than half a month has passed like this...
More than half a month later, the little white rabbit was able to move around after being healed by the spiritual energy of life. However, because the injury was too serious, it could not jump around for the time being. So it snuggled up next to Feng Jueyu and watched him meditate and practice every day.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually became dependent on each other.
Although Feng Jueyu has not entered the realm of desirelessness again, his daily busyness and leisure have slowly made his mentality calmer. Perhaps it is because he has a little friend around him. In order to take care of the little white rabbit, he must always
Maintain a warm state.
Gradually, a month has passed, and the season has begun to turn into winter. The bleak autumn wind blends into the cold winter. Every morning and evening, the temperature will drop sharply. At this time, the little white rabbit has mostly recovered and can
It runs and jumps for a short time, but most of the time it likes to crawl between Duan Lie's knees and lower abdomen when it is colder, curling up tightly and absorbing body temperature. Because it is the warmest place there.
place.
It has been like this for several days, and Feng Jueyu has gradually gotten used to it, and has not let go of the little white rabbit. The two seem to be inseparable from now on, and rely on each other.
On this day, there was a heavy snowfall. Feng Jueyu meditated in the mountains as usual, as if he had forgotten the dust of the world. However, he knew very well that if he still could not fully realize the realm of desirelessness, he must return to Honglu Valley.
, reunited with Yangu and Zhiwucai, and made further preparations for the future battle for the Spirit Cave.
The snowflakes slowly fell down, and the little thing shrank unnaturally in Feng Jueyu's arms. It slept deeply, even if the first heavy snowfall in winter made the surrounding air drop to the extreme,
The little thing couldn't shake its sleepiness. In Feng Jueyu's arms, the constant circulation of true energy made it sleep soundly.
There was silence all around. Feng Jueyu slowly put his hands on his knees, trying his best to let the circulating Qi form a circular motion with his body, keeping the temperature in the small space to ensure the warmth inside.
, without disturbing this sleepy little guy.
Immediately, he looked at the slowly falling snowflakes from the sky, with an unprecedented calmness in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and the warmth quickly melted in his palms. A trace of coolness seeped into his heart, and he felt the coolness and wind.
Jueyu slowly closed her eyes, casually imagining that it would turn into a vast white forest in a short time...