Li Chunfeng and Dong Guo Zhunai are close friends.
One of them is the Holy Son of Lingquan Mountain and is proficient in swordsmanship.
The other is the pre-selected Holy Son of Qinglian Holy Land, who specializes in formations and is good at Feng Shui and deduction techniques!
The same thing is that both of them are the best among the top ten geniuses in the Eastern Region.
There is good news about the friendship between the two.
Rumor has it that during a gathering of geniuses from the Eastern Region, Li Chunfeng and Dong Guozhu were both very little famous, so Li Chunfeng held up the banner of "The Divine Fortune Teller in the World" and became a fortune teller. He did not reject anyone who came, and his calculations were quite good.
Yes, there was quite a sensation immediately.
Dong Guozhu came to play and asked Li Chunfeng to tell his fortune.
"You figure it out, what achievements I will have in the future!" Dong Guozhu hummed.
Li Chunfeng looked at Dong Guozhu's face, clicked his tongue and shook his head. Feather Fan pointed at Dong Guozhu and sighed repeatedly: "You are a swordsman, but you shouldn't learn swordsmanship."
"oh?"
Dong Guozhu was not very surprised when Li Chunfeng saw that he was a sword cultivator at a glance, because Dong Guozhu was carrying a wooden sword on his back, so it was easy to guess, "Then what do I need to learn?"
Li Chunfeng chuckled, with a joking meaning in his eyes, and said: "You are born with peach blossom eyes, and your popularity with women is quite good. In my opinion, you should be a softie!"
The implication of the words is that Dong Guozhu should be a pretty boy and rely on women to support him.
This is very humiliating!
What's more, in front of other geniuses from the Eastern Region, how could Dong Guozhu endure his temper? He immediately rolled up his sleeves and had a fight with Li Chunfeng. Afterwards, the two of them didn't know each other without fighting. During the conversation, Dong Guozhu sighed.
: "You're right. When I was a kid, I drew lots and I got a sachet. Alas, it seems that I am indeed too handsome. I am destined to have a relationship with a woman?"
Li Chunfeng laughed and said: "I was joking, I already knew who you were, Dong Guozhu!"
"I also guessed who you are, the magic stick of Qinglian Holy Land, Li Chunfeng."
Dong Guozhu glanced sideways at Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng took Chu Ge into the village.
Because Dong Guozhu and Li Chunfeng had a deep understanding of Chu Ge, and Dong Guozhu regarded Chu Ge as a sharpening stone for the future of swordsmanship, Li Chunfeng did not regard Chu Ge as a stranger and had a slight sense of intimacy during the conversation.
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For Li Chunfeng, who had long been famous in the Eastern Region, Chu Ge was naturally like thunder and started talking to him.
Li Chunfeng is very approachable, which is something that even Di Yi, Dong Guozhu and others cannot compare to.
While Chu Ge followed Li Chunfeng, he quietly looked at the village. He frowned slightly and felt a strange feeling in his heart. There was something strange about this village.
But Chu Ge couldn't explain where this strange feeling came from.
When they came to a courtyard, surrounded by fences and with cabbage growing inside, it was a completely primitive countryside. The strange feeling in Chu Ge's heart became even stronger.
Pushing the door open and entering, Li Chunfeng said with a smile: "You are seriously injured. If you don't mind, you can heal your injuries here. The person who is chasing you is definitely still nearby. It is not appropriate to go out rashly."
"Then I'm sorry to bother you."
Chu Ge accepted Li Chunfeng's kindness. Just as Li Chunfeng said, Xia Xiu must be watching Chu Ge in the dark. The only thing Chu Ge could do at this time was to recover from his injuries first and then find countermeasures.
Li Chunfeng stretched out, cut off the green bamboo in the courtyard with a little finger, held it in his hand, and smiled at Chu Ge: "That guy Dong Guozhu is so interested in you, it seems that your swordsmanship is not weak, come on, let's spar first.
Ichiban.”
Chu Ge hurriedly said: "Wait until my injury recovers."
"Oh, yes, I was negligent." After patting his head, Li Chunfeng reacted, threw away the green bamboo in his hand, and nodded to Chu Ge: "Then you can rest, and we will discuss it another day."
After saying that, Li Chunfeng left here.
Chu Ge stayed here to recover from his injuries.
In fact, with the help of Vitality, Chu Ge recovered 70% to 80% of his injuries on the first night, but Chu Ge stayed here for half a month!
Because he was not sure whether Xia Xiu was still around, Chu Ge still had no chance of winning against Xia Xiu.
"How serious is Xia Xiu's injury?"
This is the issue that Chu Ge is most concerned about. Xia Xiu reversed the realm of life and death and temporarily restored the combat power of the realm of life and death. It stands to reason that the trauma Xia Xiu suffered was also extremely serious, but there were too few monks who did this, and there was no reference case, so
, Chu Ge was not sure what happened to Xia Xiu.
Xia Xiu was seriously injured, and that was Chu Ge's chance.
But does Xia Xiu still have that kind of elixir in his hand?
Xia Xiu can risk his life to kill Chu Ge once, but he can do it a second time!
In the end, Chu Ge chose the safest method, which was to stay here and not go anywhere. When Chu Ge faced Xia Xiu, he would at least have the confidence to protect himself before going out.
But after staying here for a few days, Chu Ge made another discovery.
"This is a dead village!"
Chu Ge stood on the river bank, looking at the busy people in the fields. They were sweating profusely, but they were laughing and laughing. There were three or five children playing and playing by the river, full of innocent childlike interest. They seemed to be ordinary mortals, but in fact
, they are not human!
Chu Ge watched all this in silence.
Li Chunfeng didn't know when he appeared next to Chu Ge, with a hint of mistiness in his voice, and sighed: "You can see it."
Chu Ge nodded.
"As you can see, this is a dead village. Before you, only Dong Guozhu knew the secret of this place." Li Chunfeng pointed to the warm and ordinary village in front of him, and pointed to the ordinary and happy person, his words were not surprising.
He kept dying, "They are all dead!"
dead!
Chu Ge's body trembled and he turned to look at Li Chunfeng.
"They died more than fifty years ago, and this village was destroyed by a fire thirty years ago." Li Chunfeng took a deep breath, "Now the existence you see is my own rebirth.
It was built, and these people are all shadows of my memory, all illusions."
In one thought, everyone in the village disappeared in front of Chu Ge.
The child chasing by the river also disappeared.
The village became deathly silent.
There were only two people, Chu Ge and Li Chunfeng.
The next breath, those people reappeared, continuing their work, their chasing and fighting, and their peaceful life.
"Have you seen that little boy in blue clothes by the river? That was me more than fifty years ago." Li Chunfeng pointed to a little boy with pigtails and baby fat who was playing by the river and said, "Fifty
years ago"
More than fifty years ago, a group of extremely vicious desperadoes came to this ordinary mountain village and started a massacre. More than 200 people in the village were slaughtered, and a fire burned the entire village to the ground.
But there was a little boy in the village who survived and witnessed all these brutal killings.
That's Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng survived by relying on his will for revenge, and was picked up by an elder from Qinglian Holy Land and brought back to his sect. In this way, Li Chunfeng became a disciple of Qinglian Holy Land. Revenge was the goal of his life!
But in the vast sea of people in the Eastern Region, where can we find that group of bandits?
The art of deduction!
The strong men of Qinglian Holy Land told Li Chunfeng that as long as he learned the art of deduction, he could find his enemy!
As a result, there is one more divine fortune teller in the Eastern Region.
When Li Chunfeng was on the other side, he relied on his deduction skills to find the ninety-eight bandits one by one in the vast sea of people in the Eastern Region, and skinned them alive with one knife.
After that, Li Chunfeng built this mountain village.
Relying on the formation, he created the pictures in his memory, and then he had the illusions that Chu Ge saw.
Li Chunfeng spends a few days every year in this village, like a person in a painting, but also like a bystander, watching the people in the village continue to cycle through the things in his memory.
The greatest pain in life is nothing more than this.
This is Li Chunfeng's pain, but also Li Chunfeng's sweetness.
As for the art of deduction and formation, it can be said that these two methods possessed by Li Chunfeng, which are praised by the monks in the Eastern Region, were both practiced by Li Chunfeng in order to take revenge and to find his "relatives".
Chu Ge listened quietly to Li Chunfeng's explanation of all this.
Maybe it was buried for too long, and Li Chunfeng wanted to find someone to talk to, and Chu Ge happened to be that person, and that was it.
Chu Ge hesitated slightly, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Perhaps, you should try to escape from all this and escape from your memory."
Li Chunfeng said: "Dong Guozhu said the same thing, but knowing some things is one thing, and whether you can do them is another."
Chu Ge sighed and stopped trying to persuade Li Chunfeng.
"I went out to take a look just now. The person who is chasing you is still around. He is determined to kill you." Li Chunfeng changed the subject, "It seems that you can't get out."
"Then I'll stay here." Chu Ge said half-jokingly.
"You won't be able to go back to Nanshan Sword Sect for a while, why don't you go somewhere with me to have fun?" Li Chunfeng raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile.