Outside the southern city of Tashkent, Ling Yue came to a huge rock, gathered his energy, and punched him! The powerful fist wind immediately blew the snow on the huge rock completely. Wen Miao, who was beside him, directly widened his eyes and applauded desperately, while Ling Yue just smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he was low-key and there was no need for applause.
Then he easily jumped onto the huge rock, stretched out a hand to Wen Miao, signaling her to come over. Wen Miao nodded, held her skirt and walked two difficult steps on the thick snow, reaching out to reach Ling Yue's little hand, but it was not enough, the huge rock was too high.
Xue Kui, who was beside her, smiled, stepped forward and held Wen Miao with leaping, and leaped easily. The three of them sat on the huge rock together, listening to Xue Kui's dancing and telling her various experiences before on the top of the mountain with passion.
On the other hand, Yan Bing was also discussing the ultimate secret of martial arts with his senior brother.
Transformation...
"So, according to this story, the way of martial arts lies in the understanding of the great way of heaven and earth, the understanding of the world, and the most important point is to let go of the greatest obsession in my heart..." Yan Bing walked in front of Feng Chen with a pair of small hands behind his back, while telling the stories she heard and her own opinions on these stories. Feng Chen held his arms and listened with his ears, lowered his head and meditated without saying a word.
"For example, Master Li, his biggest obsession before was money and fame... But when he obtained all this and was fully satisfied, his martial arts realm still couldn't make progress. Why? My younger sister guessed that it was because he was afraid of losing it at that time... because he was afraid of losing all this again, he developed obsession again, and thus created his own shackles again..."
"What about Master... Don't tell me, he also has a deep understanding of the great way of heaven and earth and everything. Don't talk about this nonsense, I'm afraid you won't believe it yourself." Feng Chen looked at Yan Bing with a wicked smile.
When Yan Bing heard this, he was also happy...
"Master is different. He is a real martial arts genius, born different from ordinary people..." As soon as Yan Bing said this, Feng Chen immediately took over the conversation.
"That's right, who is not a normal person who lets the prince be a bad person and goes to practice martial arts? But this... should be considered a great enlightenment... well... you continue."
Yan Bing nodded and continued to ask, "Then you can guess why is such a genius master so transparent and talented before he can enter the realm of transformation after he is over 100 years old?"
"Obstinence?" Feng Chen said, but he shook his head again and muttered in a low voice: "No... As I can remember, Master, he has no worries all day long, no desires or demands, probably not obsession..."
"It's indeed an obsession..." Yan Bing directly made the final decision.
"What?? He has obsession? Junior sister, don't joke. You don't know what Master is like on the mountain. I know that he will sleep when he eats a lot all day, plays a few swords when he wakes up, and then eats and then sleeps. Even the junior brothers and sisters who later were raised by me and my second junior sister, so he is only responsible for teaching and doesn't care about life. It's like these children are born to serve him in the opposite direction. What obsession can you have with such a temper??"
"What before you enter Feixia Gate? For example... Lost your love? Being trapped by love?" Yan Bing smiled at Feng Chen who suddenly realized his enlightenment and continued, "So, Master has only entered the realm of transformation at the age of a hundred years. If it weren't for love, Master would have been invincible in the world when he was young..."
Speaking of this, Yan Bing paused, looked up at Feng Chen's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "That senior brother... your obsession? What is it?"
Feng Chen lowered his head and thought for a while... and said in a deep voice: "In the past, for love and for revenge... Now if you say obsession... you just want to become stronger!! The faster the better!!"
"Well...so this is karma. Brother, the so-called haste will not reach it, and it will be a sudden advance..."
"I understand..." Feng Chen couldn't listen at all before Yan Bing finished speaking, so he directly recalled Chi Bi and walked towards the depths of the jungle...
Yan Bing was slightly stunned... and hurriedly chased after him again.
"Hey? Senior brother? Why don't you listen to advice?"
"Why didn't I listen to the advice?" Feng Chen continued to walk forward without looking back.
Yan Bing frowned and stomped her feet, rushed out a few feet away, blocking Feng Chen directly, and continued, "Then what are you doing now?"
Feng Chen looked at Yan Bing's anxious look, grinned, smiled bitterly, then raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said seriously: "My brother is planning to practice step by step, practice as he pleases, practice steadily, and sometimes practice for a while. This is OK, right??"
"Ah..." Yan Bing was speechless for a moment, but he could see that his senior brother had heard it at least, so he smiled at him and whispered: "Okay, then junior sister won't disturb you from practicing martial arts. Remember to come back before dinner."
After Yan Bing finished speaking, he walked towards the outside of the forest with his hands behind his back...
"Hey! Wait," Feng Chen suddenly called Yan Bing. When she turned slowly, she said hesitantly: "Your brother knows that you are for my own good, so I would advise you a few words... The reason why Master was injured is not your fault. If it were me or Lu Liang, he would sacrifice his life to protect you... After all, you are our hope, so don't blame yourself too much, let's find a way to detoxify Master..."
As soon as Feng Chen was halfway through his words, he saw that his junior sister's two circles turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly turned around and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, go back quickly, it's pretentious..." After that, he jumped into the dense forest, leaving Yan Bing standing there alone and moved alone.
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In the tent...
The old man slowly put on his coat, smiled at Mo Han behind him, and asked in a low voice: "Junior sister, what? I have told you that I will never die for a while. You are just making trouble for me like my senior brother is lying to you... Are you relieved now?"
Yu Mohan closed his eyes and frowned without saying a word...
"What?? Did I have a wrong prediction?" The old man felt a little embarrassed when he saw his junior sister not talking for a long time. He quickly turned around and came to him to continue asking.
"You are talking, are you serious? Brother Wei is not afraid of death. After all, he is old, Brother Wei is afraid that he has not taught this martial arts yet... Oh, junior sister, don't scare me, what exactly? Give me a good word."
Yu Mohan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Linfeng, and said slowly: "The poison has entered the muscles. If you leave it alone... it can be as many as several years, or as few as one year..."
"Oh..." The old man was so happy when he heard this, he smiled and said, "It's enough for one or two years..."
"Senior brother, what are you saying? It can be cured clearly, just ask him..."
"Call me!" The old man who was originally smiling suddenly turned a stern face, and he tied his side belt and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, don't you think about it. If this old man Li was involved in it, then wouldn't our group of people be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth? Is it true that I'm at this age, and I'll die if I die. Don't take my thousand-year foundation for Feixiamen!! Don't mention this matter again..."
"But my senior brother! I have had a few fights with Li Chengxiao. This person is definitely not a traitor, not to mention that Qi Hua still has a marriage relationship with his family at this time... This is not necessarily true!" Yu Mohan looked sad. She knew that once this stubborn old man decided, the eight donkey could not pull him back, but she still wanted to say it.
The facts were indeed the same as she guessed. The old man put on his clothes, snorted coldly, glanced at her, then pulled the quilt over and covered his body, fell asleep, and stopped talking.
Yu Mohan looked at the outrageous old man speechlessly...
After a while...
With a "swish", the old man's quilt was pulled aside.
Yu Mohan, who had an angry face, stepped on the edge of the bed, pointed at the old man's nose and shouted: "You old guy!! Did my mother give you a face??? I couldn't beat you before, but I could still avoid you three points! Now I discussed with you in a whim, and you are still excited!! I will notify you in advance today, whether you agree! If you don't agree! Anyway, what you are saying now...haha, it doesn't count at all!"
After saying that, Yu Mohan put down his right foot, which was stepping on the edge of the bed, tidied up his clothes, and strode out of the tent.