Boil the heavens

"Have you found the blessed land that you were looking for?" After working for more than half a year, she was exhausted mentally and physically, leaning against Qingxue's tender arms, drinking the ginseng soup she fed spoonful by spoonful, Yan Fei asked.

Although Wuliangshan Langhuan Fudi is only an expired copy, Yan Fei always feels that Duan Yu's pervert is likely to revisit the old place, and it is normal to leave something when revisiting.

Therefore, when Yan Fei was studying the natal sword energy in Tianlong Temple, he asked Qingxue to investigate.

"My lord, look!" Taking her small bag, Qingxue handed Yan Fei a scroll like a treasure, "My lord, this is the "Lingbo Weibu" and "Beiming Shengong" that you mentioned. But I don’t know why the "North Ming Divine Art" seems to be incomplete."

Open the scroll, and what comes into view is "Lingbo Weibu" with small people stepping on their feet. Continue to turn back, and after "Lingbo Weibu" is over, it will be "Beiming Shengong".

Qingxue's eyesight is still very good, "North Ming Divine Art" is indeed incomplete, only the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the Hand is routed.

"Although it's not complete, it's enough." Yan Fei said with a satisfied smile, "For me, the most important thing is not the complete cheat book, but the unique operation method of this "Beiming Divine Art"."

Without rushing to study the above martial arts, Yan Fei looked at Qingxue and said with a smile, "Tell me, how did you find this thing?"

"Speaking of which, Duan Yu is really an interesting person, son, do you know? He is on the jade carving in Langhuanfu..." Qingxue explained her journey of exploration to Yan Fei with a smile.

Listening carefully, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, listening to Qingxue's narration, Yan Fei felt extremely relaxed physically and mentally.

0064 Recluse Practice

Xiangyang, the tomb of the Sword Demon.

When Yan Fei got what he wanted in Dali, he returned to Xiangyang, which had become the new headquarters of Quanzhen.

As an otaku man, Yan Fei doesn't like to travel very much, so he goes home immediately after finishing his work.

But after all, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, his title of No. [-] in the world is too prosperous, living in Xiangyang City, he always visits, apprentices, and sees him...

Therefore, within a month after returning, he lived in seclusion in the Sword Demon Remains Tomb.

In fact, besides avoiding trouble, Yan Fei lived here for another reason. He wanted to use the slight aura left by Dugu Qiubai here to help him understand the sword intent.

How...

The result is not ideal.

On the waterfall and small lake in the forest not far from the sword mound, Yan Fei's figure kept passing by.

Dressed in white, his figure is ethereal, his footsteps are microwaved, and every time he lands, a real phantom is condensed, leaving nine phantoms in succession at a distance of more than 30 feet.

"It seems that it can only reach this level." Looking back, seeing that the first phantom had disappeared from sight, Yan Fei slightly stopped walking on the water.

Then....

Pfft!

The whole person fell into the water instantly.

Stepping on the water with both feet, he floated up naturally, exposing half of his body on the surface of the water. Seeing that Qingxue was driving the bamboo raft not far away, Yan Fei waited peacefully in place.

"The limit is to ride the waves nine times. If you want to stand on the waves and stand on the water, you can't do it at all. It shouldn't be a problem with the skills. The true energy turns into ripples and resonates with the water waves to generate enough buoyancy to support yourself. This idea should be correct, but it's just true. The quality of Qi seems to be unable to reach the level of resonance and fusion with the water waves." In the water, Yan Fei reflected on the failure just now, and lived in seclusion for three years. Apart from comprehending the sword intent, lightness kung fu is his biggest subject.

"Young master, come up quickly." At this moment, Qingxue used her true energy to control the bamboo raft and quickly came to Yan Fei's side, and skillfully pulled him onto the bamboo raft.

On the bamboo raft, Yan Fei performed the kung fu, his heart was burning, and the heat rose, and the water vapor in his body was quickly evaporated.

"Ling Bo nine times, congratulations, young master, for your great achievement." Seeing Yan Fei conceding his skills, Qingxue congratulated with a smile.

"It's a pity that we can't go further. If we can ride the waves, that's the real achievement." Although it's a pity, Yan Fei is also very satisfied with his performance.

Back then, when Master Jiangzhong rescued himself, the distance of about [-] feet required the help of oars to reach it dangerously, but now, not only can he pass easily, but also without the help of external forces.

"With Young Master's intelligence, I believe it will be done soon." Qingxue chuckled lightly.

"You don't need to pat my horse, I know better than you whether it can be done quickly." Squeezing Qingxue's beautiful and tender face, Yan Fei smiled, "Although it can't be done yet, we can do some pre-research work It’s still possible, after I go back, I will disassemble the exercises, add some special conjectures and comments, and compile them into a book, and you will send people to put them in the rivers and lakes.”

"My lord... do you want people from the Jianghu to help you study the direction of the exercises? If so, you can ask Yihua Palace and Quanzhen Sect to help you do it. It is too inefficient to put it in the Jianghu." Followed in Having been around Yan Fei for such a long time, Qingxue was still very familiar with Yan Fei's way of thinking, and soon understood what he meant.

Smiling and shaking his head, Yan Fei said, "No way, Yihua Palace's foundation is still shallow, so it can't study these already in-depth topics, and Quanzhen Sect is all Taoist disciples, no matter it is thinking mode or martial arts. I get close, and they study it, but basically they are still limited to the Taoist path, and it is difficult to make breakthroughs.

Although the Taoist avenue is long, with endless exploration, it can't be explored for thousands of years, but even so, everything in the world cannot be exhausted by the Taoist way.

Therefore, it is still necessary to spread to the whole rivers and lakes. There are all kinds of rivers and lakes. Thoughts, experiences, life, knowledge, etc. are very different, and they develop in such different environments and thinking, so that unexpected joys may grow.

Moreover, this kind of pre-research project will basically not be successful at present. It is okay to try to develop some ideas, but once you do in-depth research, it may be a waste of time, so you cannot be allowed to practice. "

"But...my lord, even if you don't worry about spreading the cultivation technique to cultivate a great devil who will harm the world? Or spread it to Mongolia and use it by the enemy?" Qingxue asked after following Yanfei Sword Tomb, "Although the exercises that have been disseminated are not complete, the young master's exercises are very high-minded, and they are all peerless. If someone is talented, complete the exercises or find another way to walk out of a stronger path, and once such a person is The son's enemy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

"What's so difficult? It's just a book of exercises. No matter how strong you become, can you still jump out of my master's palm? What's more, life is a hundred years in a hurry. After a hundred years, it will be turned into loess, so what if you are strong?" Yan Fei He chuckled, "As for spreading the same skills to Mongolia, are the Mongols stronger than the Song people? The best way to defeat the enemy is not to suppress the enemy's growth, but to make oneself stronger. He is just a big guy in a slump, and he will be compared to others sooner or later!

Indeed, when it comes to marching and fighting, Mongolian warriors are naturally powerful because of their growth environment. When it comes to the foundation of the rivers and lakes, compared with the Central Plains, Mongolia is just a newborn child. These incomplete things flow into Mongolia. For children, the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages, just like when Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng practiced the "Nine Yin Manual" forcefully, they will only harm themselves in the end. "

"Young Master sees far and far, Qingxue admires it." Qingxue nodded her head, her big eyes were shining with starlight.

Knocking his pure white forehead casually, Yan Fei smiled lightly, "I told you, don't flatter me!"

While joking, the two returned to the Tomb of the Sword Demon.

To be precise, the current Sword Demon Remains is the residence of Yihua Palace, and its appearance is not as bare and lonely as it was at first. Now, it is full of flowers, small bridges and flowing water. Under the careful arrangement, it is surrounded by simple but a little There are more than a dozen large and small buildings that are not simple, this is the Yihua Palace.

Behind the cliff, on the other side is the place where the sword is buried in the sword mound.

"Looking at the happy expressions of the young master and sister, the young master's miraculous skills have already been accomplished?" Seeing Yan Fei and Qingxue come back, the tall, waist-length hair, wearing a silver lightsaber and full of heroic spirit, Xiao Yu immediately greeted him.

Xiaoyu, the second palace lord of Yihua Palace, compared to Qingxue, the big palace lord who spends all day by Yan Fei's side, she, the second palace lord, is the real manager of Yihua Palace.

"With your good words, it has succeeded!" Yan Fei chuckled.

"Ah! Then we have to gather the sisters to celebrate with you tonight!" Xiao Yu exclaimed happily.

"There are so many beauties celebrating you, senior brother, how do you plan to celebrate?" Wang Lin's resentful voice came from behind Yan Fei.

0065 transfer

At night, there are singing and dancing in Yihua Palace.

For a sect formed by women, the way of celebration will naturally not be that men gather around a bonfire, drink recklessly, and eat large pieces of meat.

In the well-decorated hall, light clothes dance lightly, the singing is melodious and refreshing, the wine and wine are intoxicating first, and the celebration of the girls really makes people want to sink.

"This wine...Senior brother, what kind of wine is this?" In the white jade cup, the aroma of the wine was light, as he tasted it carefully, Wang Lin, who closed his eyes, seemed to see a woman looking at him infatuatedly from a distance, waiting for him , my heart is full of happiness and love, and my whole body relaxes like never before.

But....

What the hell, he's still a bachelor!

Facing Wang Lin's surprised gaze, Yan Fei chuckled, poured himself a drink and said, "The name of this wine is [Affectionate Style], and I specially asked someone to pick love flowers from the Valley of Unrequited Love to make it. Love flowers are poisonous. After special brewing, this unique toxin can make people unconsciously see the emotion that they are most looking forward to in their hearts, little junior brother, who did you see just now?"