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Chapter 86 Maybe it's his awakening technique

With a cold face, Qiang pushed Wu Ma out of the door and quickly closed the door. Yuwen Jianxue leaned against the back of the door tightly, her heart still beating rapidly.

The sound of Mr. Wu Lang and his master talking could be heard outside, and he listened carefully. Most of them were complaining and accusing each other. Hearing the tit-for-tat exchanges, Yuwen Jianxue felt that even though Fang had not yet recovered from the predicament, Yuwen Jianxue felt

It's really funny.

After experiencing the dream last night, she saw that the dancing horse was a little unnatural, and she finally made up her mind to be the hostess in a generous manner. How could she have thought that this idiot would not open or lift any pot.

Speaking of the white tiger in dreams, Yuwen Jianxue often dreams about it.

As for why Wu Ma also fell into a similar dream, which was so consistent with what he had experienced last night, Yuwen Jianxue's mind was so messed up at the moment that he couldn't figure it out at all - I'm afraid that even after many days, he might not be able to figure it out.

.

Maybe it's because he saved me.

Maybe it was his awakening skills that were causing trouble.

Maybe... it's him...

Forget it, it's hard to think about this and I can't think clearly about it.

It is a bizarre thing that monsters like Awakened disciples would appear in this world.

Every awakened disciple has evil abilities and will have all kinds of weird encounters. It happens that he and Wu Ma have the same dream, which is not surprising for the awakened disciples.

Fortunately, the dangerous situation she experienced last night actually helped her overcome a long-standing bottleneck on the road to awakening. In addition to renewing and improving her awakening skills, more importantly, she had secretly grasped the key for awakened disciples to break through the shackles of practice.

Thinking of this, her vision dimmed, she closed her eyes, and suddenly she was back in the Turkic camp last night.

Everything became very slow. The sharp blade of the man in black was pressed against his heart, but it slowly failed to penetrate.

In the darkness, Wu Ma's hand stretched out from the side quickly grabbed it.

The moment she grabbed Yuwen Jianxue, Wu Ma's hand emitted a dazzling light, driving away all the darkness around her.

This dazzling light did not stop here, but moved forward indomitably, pursuing the victory and rushing into the dream that Yuwen Jianxue had experienced countless times——

When a lonely but powerful beam of light fell from the sky onto a piece of white grass in the middle, the vast and endless wasteland of ice and snow became no longer scary.

Then a warm gray cloud slowly blew down like a giant palm, blocking out all the wind, frost, rain, snow, and biting cold air.

"Yes,"

Yuwen Jianxue opened her eyes and returned to her empty but not lonely courtyard again.

"If you want to make progress in enlightenment, you must have a true state of mind - as I used to do, I was burdened with deep hatred all day long, walking in the biting cold wind all the time, and all my thoughts were ordinary, isn't it?

Trapped in the icy wasteland with no hope?"

At the moment, I think clearly and feel better.

"Today, let's try out the power of the new awakening technique in this courtyard."

The residence she is currently living in was specially built by Duke Tang. It is located in a desolate area in the northern suburbs of Jinyang, far away from crowds. It is convenient for her and her master to practice the art of enlightenment. In addition, the master has arranged a hidden formation.

, will never disturb the public.

After listening for a while through the courtyard gate, the conversation between Mr. Wu Lang and the master became increasingly inaudible.

Yuwen Jianxue was just like Fang after fighting a arduous battle. Although he was extremely exhausted, he also had the pride and glory of returning in triumph.

Returning to the main hall, looking at the carefully arranged furniture, I was just glad that the old inventory in the warehouse was still there.

She suddenly remembered Wu Ma's behavior after entering the door, so she imitated his behavior and looked around the hall slowly, and then said with a gentle smile:

"Miss Yuwen has a quiet elegant room, is at ease and contented, and is a person who understands life."

"It's so sour, so sour! Poor and sour!"

After saying this, I made myself laugh so hard that I leaned on the coffee table and couldn't straighten my back.

After a long time, I came back to my senses. I slowly sat on the soft cushions of the carved wooden chair, crossed my legs leisurely, picked up the tea that I had just brewed, and looked at the exquisite furniture and furnishings in the room. Suddenly I felt a little lonely, and I thought to myself.

:

Ever since my father passed away, I have been used to living a simple life, and looking at the situation before me after so long, I feel nostalgic.

Alas, even if you are from a scholarly family, you are well-dressed and have a loving father and a filial daughter, so what? The world is unpredictable, and kings are as fierce as tigers and wolves. There is no guarantee that you won the crown of virtuous men in a single dress yesterday, and you will not be thrown into jail tomorrow.

Separation...so what if we can enjoy a moment of comfort and happiness.

After thinking about it this way, the tea that was still pleasantly fragrant just now seems to have a bitter taste.

She stood up, leaned against the wooden chair and stroked the carvings for a while, looked around, and said to herself:

"A good home, good furniture, good calligraphy and painting, what use do I want from you if you have messed up thoughts and ambitions? Throw them all away - I don't care about luxury and comfort."

Thinking about it, the room suddenly became cold, and snowflakes flew everywhere out of thin air. They swirled under a wooden chair and formed a thin blanket of snow. The wooden chair was slowly lifted up.

This is Yuwen Jianxue's previous awakening technique [Realm of Floating Snow]. Last night, the nameless sword turned into [Scorching Moon Arrow], but the awakening technique he had in the past did not disappear. Instead, it was transformed into [Snow Moon Bow].

] As the carrier continues to be preserved in Yuwen Jianxue's sea of ​​consciousness, when I was cleaning up the house today, I actually felt that it was easier to use than before.

The thin blanket of snow slowly floated out the door carrying the carved wooden chair.

"When will this be moved..."

As soon as I thought about it, large snowflakes fell one after another, forming a long winding snow blanket on the floor of the main hall, rolling up the furniture in the room, and filing out of the courtyard through the door of the main hall.

Yuwen Jianxue immediately followed him to the yard. The open space was filled with tables, chairs, coffee tables and benches, and the sunlight cast dark shadows in the yard.

Just when I was thinking about where to throw the furniture that I no longer wanted, I heard the faint sound of the dancer and the master talking in the distance outside.

"Why haven't you left yet..."

He was immediately startled, and quickly used the snow blanket to gently drop the furniture in the courtyard.

Yu Wen Jianxue walked to the door with cat steps and put his ear against the iron door. It was as if the two of them had walked away before, but somehow they came back because of what the master said. Wu Langjun also said that he would come back sooner or later, what's so fair and aboveboard

and the like.

How can this be done?

Yuwen Jianxue looked at the furniture all over the yard and thought to herself:

What if I throw away all the furniture, calligraphy and paintings today, and the dancer comes to visit me another day? What if I just say that I just put them away for fun today, and throw them away when I don’t feel happy about them.

The sounds outside gradually faded away again.

Yuwen Jianxue pulled her ears off the door and walked to the center of the courtyard.

"What's the matter? Is it possible that I can't make the decision in my house? He can come whenever he wants. Why don't I open the door?"

As I muttered to myself, I suddenly remembered that just now I had refused to obey, never allowing others to come in. In the end, I didn't dress up carefully and open the door obediently.

Just come in, come in, don't you think you're going to look down on me because there's no furniture? I want to let him see it, I like it to be simple and unfussy like this.

Thinking like this, he flew out of the courtyard wall with all the furniture in the courtyard, but somehow he heard the sound of dancing horses and talking outside the door...

"Oh, it's not over yet!"

Her face turned pale, she drove the furniture in a circle in mid-air, then returned to the courtyard and stuffed it all back into the living room.


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