Fengyunlu

At this critical moment, a white figure flew quickly and stood in front of Feng Wanlin. The visitor was an old man, holding a whisk and looking at Feng Wanlin with a smile. Feng Wanlin was shocked. This person could actually appear in front of him without him noticing. His strength was unfathomable.

"Young man, if you kill Zen Master Nirvana, you will definitely regret it in the future." The old man said.

"Who are you? Why do you mind my business?" Feng Wanlin said coldly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you can't kill Zen Master Nirvana." The old man said.

"Why?" Feng Wanlin asked.

"Because he is my friend." The old man said.

"Your friend?" Feng Wanlin was shocked. He had never thought that Zen Master Nirvana had such a powerful friend.

"Yes, I have known Zen Master Nirvana for a long time. He is an accomplished monk. If you kill him, you will definitely receive retribution." The old man said.

Feng Wanlin was furious when he heard the old man's words, but he did not dare to take action easily because he could feel that the old man's strength was unfathomable and he was no match for him.

"What do you want?" Feng Wanlin asked.

"I don't want to do anything wrong, I just want to tell you that there is another reason for what happened here." The old man said.

"I already know what you said, but I still want to kill him because he is my enemy." Feng Wanlin said.

Zen Master Ji Mie and Feng Wanlin were in a stalemate, and the stars around them shone with strange light, as if cheering for this decisive battle. Zen Master Ji Mie felt Feng Wanlin's determination and strength. He knew that if he couldn't dodge this shot, he would probably be killed on the spot. But he was not willing to just give in. He also wanted to compete with Feng Wanlin to see who was truly number one in the world.

At this moment, Zen Master Ji Mie's Buddha's heart suddenly flashed, and Feng Wanlin immediately seized the opportunity and stabbed out with a spear. This shot was as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking a bamboo, passing directly through Zen Master Ji Mie's chest. Zen Master Ji Mie's face showed a look of surprise and unwillingness. He did not expect that he would be killed by Feng Wanlin's gun.

Feng Wanlin looked at the fallen body of Zen Master Ji Mie. There was no joy or pride in his heart, only endless sadness and desolation. He knew that although he won the decisive battle, he also lost a respectable opponent and friend. He stepped forward, gently lifted up the body of Zen Master Ji Mie, and then bowed deeply into the distance.

"Go away, this place doesn't belong to you." A mysterious voice came from the depths of the galaxy. Feng Wanlin raised his head and saw a vague figure. "Who are you?" Feng Wanlin asked. "I am the God of the Galaxy and your savior," the figure said. "Why did you save me?" Feng Wanlin asked. "Because you are destined and the inheritor I selected." The figure said. "Inheriter? What inheritance?" Feng Wanlin asked. "The cold spear in your hand is what I used back then. It's called the Galaxy Spear Technique. I think you have good qualifications, so I want to teach it to you." The figure said. "Galaxy Spear Technique?" Feng Wanlin said in surprise. "That's right, the Xinghe Marksmanship is what I have created throughout my life. It is the best marksmanship in the world. As long as you learn it, you can dominate the world and be unbeatable." The figure said. "Really?" Feng Wanlin asked. "Of course it is true, but you have to remember that although the Galaxy Spear is powerful, it is not invincible. It also has a disadvantage, that is, every time you use it, it will consume a lot of your vitality and life. So you should use it with caution. ." said the figure. "Thank you to the God of the Galaxy for your guidance. I will definitely use the Galaxy Spear with caution and live up to your expectations." Feng Wanlin said. "Very good, in that case, I will teach you the Galaxy Spear Technique." The figure said. After saying that, the figure turned into a starlight and poured into Feng Wanlin's body. Feng Wanlin felt a powerful force pouring into his body, and at the same time, a complex and mysterious technique also appeared in his mind. He closed his eyes and carefully comprehended the mystery of the Xinghe Spear Technique.

After a long time, Feng Wanlin finally opened his eyes. He felt that his body and spirit had undergone earth-shaking changes. The cold spear in his hand also became more powerful, as if it had endless power. "The Xinghe Spear Skill is really powerful." Feng Wanlin said. "However, I am not a match for the God of the Galaxy yet. I have to practice harder to be worthy of his inheritance." Feng Wanlin said. After saying that, he stood up and left the galaxy, returning to the real world.

Zen Master Ji Mie and Feng Wanlin looked at each other, with a strange color flashing in their eyes. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Feng Wanlin's body. If this spear was pierced, it would be shocking. But he also knew that Feng Wanlin was waiting for a flaw in his state of mind. As long as he was slightly negligent, Feng Wanlin's gun would stab him mercilessly.

The two of them were facing each other like this, and neither one made a move first. The atmosphere above the galaxy became extremely tense, as if even the surrounding stars were trembling for this decisive battle.

Suddenly, Zen Master Ji Mie's heart moved, and he felt a slight fluctuation in Feng Wanlin's state of mind. Although it only happened for a moment, it was enough for a strong person like Zen Master Nirvana.

He took action instantly, and a golden Buddha light shot into the wind. Feng Wanlin was startled, but he did not flinch. The cold spear in his hand turned into a stream of light and met Zen Master Ji Mie's Buddha light.

The two treasures collided together on the galaxy, making an earth-shattering sound. The surrounding stars were shaken by this powerful energy wave.

Both Feng Wanlin and Zen Master Ji Mie were bounced away by this powerful impact, and their bodies drew a long arc on the galaxy. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Feng Wanlin's mouth, but his eyes remained firm. He knew that he had tried his best. Although the shot did not hit Zen Master Ji Mie, it still caused him serious injuries.

Zen Master Nirvana's situation was not optimistic either. His chest was stabbed by Feng Wanlin's cold spear, and his blood was dripping. But there was a smile of relief on his face. He knew that Feng Wanlin was a respectable opponent, and this shot also allowed him to see Feng Wanlin's true strength.

"You are very good." Zen Master Ji Mie said, "Your gun has already gained some strength. If I give you some more time, maybe you can really break through to a higher realm."

Feng Wanlin didn't speak, just looked at Zen Master Ji Mie quietly. He knew that the gap between him and Master Nirvana was still huge, but he also believed that as long as he kept working hard, he would one day be able to reach the realm of Master Nirvana.

"However, if you want to break through, you still need some opportunities." Zen Master Ji Mie continued, "This opportunity may be in your heart. You need to find your own way, find your own Tao. Only in this way can you Really push your own limits.”

Feng Wanlin's heart moved, and he seemed to understand something. He looked at Zen Master Nirvana, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. He knew that Zen Master Nirvana's words were meant to wake him up. He has been pursuing great power, but has ignored his own heart. Perhaps, he needs to reflect on his spiritual path and find his own path.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance." Feng Wanlin said, "I will reflect on my path of cultivation and find the path that truly belongs to me."

Zen Master Ji Mie smiled and nodded, then turned into a golden light and disappeared above the galaxy. Feng Wanlin also put away his cold spear, turned around and left the galaxy. He knows that his path of spiritual practice is still long, but he already has a direction. He believes that as long as he keeps working hard, he will reach the top one day.

Zen Master Ji Mie and Feng Wanlin were in a stalemate for a long time. Feng Wanlin still did not take action. This made Zen Master Ji Mie gradually lose his patience. He could feel Feng Wanlin's difficulty. If he could not solve Feng Wanlin, his mission would have failed. If I don’t say it, I will probably explain it here.

Thinking of this, Zen Master Ji Mie decided to strike first. He put his hands together, made a seal, muttered something in his mouth, and then slapped Feng Wanlin with a palm. With this palm strike, a golden palm print suddenly appeared on the galaxy, speeding towards Feng Wanlin.

When Feng Wanlin saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not flinch, still holding the cold gun tightly, waiting for the best opportunity. Just when the golden palm print was about to collide with Feng Wanlin, Feng Wanlin finally took action. The cold spear in his hand suddenly turned into a cold light and stabbed towards the golden palm print.

This spear was as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking a bamboo, directly passing through the golden palm print and stabbing towards Zen Master Ji Mie. Zen Master Ji Mie was shocked when he saw this scene. It was too late to avoid, and he could only watch the cold spear stabbing him.

Just when the cold spear was about to hit Zen Master Ji Mie, a white light suddenly appeared in front of Zen Master Ji Mie, blocking the attack of the cold spear. This white light emanates from the body of Zen Master Nirvana and is his Buddha light.

Fo Guang and Feng Wanlin's cold spears were in a stalemate, and neither could move forward. Feng Wanlin was shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Zen Master Nirvana's Buddha light was so powerful that it could block his own cold spear.

At this moment, Zen Master Nirvana suddenly said: "Amitabha, Wind Donor, your spear skills are indeed powerful, but if you think you can defeat me in this way, you are totally wrong. My Buddha's light is the result of my many years of practice. What you get is infinitely powerful. Although your cold spear is powerful, it is no match for me."

When Feng Wanlin heard this, he was not angry, but laughed. He said: "Zen Master Nirvana, your Buddha's Light is indeed powerful, but my Cold Spear is not a vegetarian. We might as well stop here to avoid losing both sides."

When Zen Master Nirvana heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay, Feng Donor, since you have this intention, let's just let it go."

Saying that, Zen Master Ji Mie put away the Buddha's light, and Feng Wanlin also put away the cold spear. The two stood opposite each other, with a hint of admiration flashing in their eyes. They both know that the other person is a powerful opponent, and if it weren't for some reasons, they might become friends.

"Donor Feng, your marksmanship is indeed powerful. I wonder where you learned it from?" Zen Master Ji Mie asked first.

"My marksmanship is my own creation, called "Wanxiang Marksmanship"." Feng Wanlin replied.

""Wanxiang Spear Technique"? What a good name. I wonder if Master Feng can teach me this spear technique?" Zen Master Ji Mie asked.

Feng Wanlin hesitated for a moment, and then said: "This marksmanship is my unique skill and cannot be taught to others easily. However, if you can agree to a condition, I can consider it."

"What conditions?" Zen Master Ji Mie asked.

"I want you to help me find someone. He is my savior and my only relative." Feng Wanlin said.

"Who?" Zen Master Ji Mie asked.

Zen Master Ji Mie and Feng Wanlin looked at each other, with a strange color flashing in their eyes. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Feng Wanlin's body. If this spear was pierced, it would be shocking. But he also knew that Feng Wanlin was waiting for a flaw in his state of mind. As long as he was slightly careless, Feng Wanlin could kill him with one shot.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and no one dared to take action easily. The atmosphere above the galaxy became more and more solemn, as if even the surrounding stars felt this tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zen Master Ji Mie's heart moved, and he felt a slight fluctuation in Feng Wanlin's state of mind. Although it only happened for a moment, it was enough for Zen Master Nirvana. He took action instantly, and a golden Buddha light rushed towards Feng Wanlin.

Feng Wanlin also took action at the same time. The cold spear in his hand turned into a silver light and stabbed towards Zen Master Ji Mie. The two attacks met in the air and made a dull loud noise. Buddha light and silver light intertwined with each other, forming a huge energy ball in the air, constantly distorting the surrounding space.

Both Feng Wanlin and Feng Wanlin were struck back by this powerful energy. Blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, but their eyes remained firm. They know that this battle is not over yet and they need to continue fighting.

At this moment, a black crack suddenly appeared in the center of the energy ball. A strong suction force came from the crack, sucking in all the Buddha's light and silver light in the energy ball. Then, the crack closed and disappeared into the sky.

Both Feng Wanlin and Feng Wanlin were shocked by this sudden change. They didn't know where the crack came from or what secrets were hidden inside. But they knew that the appearance of this crack brought their battle to an end for the time being.

Feng Wanlin took a deep look at Zen Master Ji Mie, then turned and left. He knew that he still needed to continue practicing to better control his power. Zen Master Ji Mie also looked at Feng Wanlin's leaving figure, feeling filled with emotion in his heart. He knew that this young genius would become a bright star in the music world, and he would need to work harder to keep up with him.

The two figures disappeared above the stars, leaving behind a silent night sky.