After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

Chapter 35 The Ancient City of Posuo

——Yan Ruyu——

"I'm going to mother-in-law." Xuan Zhe closed his eyes and chuckled, although his tone was firm, but his eyelashes were shaking violently, revealing the uneasiness and apprehension at the moment.

As long as he closes his eyes, Zhou Feng's appearance will appear in front of his eyes, and what happened in every scene, every moment, every second seems to be engraved in his mind, whether he sees Zhou Feng or not, no matter how much time passes, there will be no trace fade.

Xuan Zhe covered his lips with his hands, coughed uncontrollably, blood still flowed from his fingers.

His white clothes were already dirty, and his steps were staggering.

The majestic sword fairy would not be so downcast, Xuan Zhe took two steps forward staggeringly, he was strategizing, he was full of knowledge, he had nothing to lose, except Zhou Feng.

He always feels that there is a high-hanging knife called Judgment above his head, and he will die when he falls, and he can survive without breaking the thread. Zhou Feng is his only salvation.

……

After dismissing Jiang Yao, Zhou Feng is more likely to act in theory, and the three-day journey just happened to enter the boundary of the mother-in-law.

In this place, there are more yellow sands and less streams. Every few miles, you can see a few Golden Gate Buddhas standing in front of you. It is said that it is in front of you, but few people can touch it.

Some people suspect that it is like a mirage in Penglai, but there is no water in this desert. There are many speculations about how the sea city came here. Over the years, there are all kinds of guesses, but there is no reliable one. Gradually, people really think that Eighty percent of them are the Buddha who appeared and protected the mother-in-law.

This place was somewhat familiar, but Zhou Feng couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

There is a dark red brilliance in the desert that has been flourishing, and in some places, those spiritual powers can be seen gathering together and condensing into gas clouds, bordering the red glow in the sky, a line of desert sky.

Zhou Feng held up a handful of sand hesitantly. It was golden and dry, and some sand was red. There was a faint fire attribute spiritual power flowing in it. Zhou Feng tried to absorb it, but was blocked by the stagnant spiritual vein. .

Logically speaking, the spiritual power in this desert cannot be absorbed. The spiritual power produced by such heaven and earth is often used by the heaven and the earth. If someone absorbs this spiritual power, it will cause restlessness in the spiritual pulse. Burn out the original spiritual power.

But because Zhou Feng was poisoned by the so-called green ants, it was a blessing in disguise. The overly active fire element was only eroding the agglomerated spiritual power that blocked the spiritual veins. Although it didn't devour much, it was better than nothing.

After absorbing it for half an hour, Zhou Feng discovered the problem. It is true that the fire-attributed spiritual power can open up the spiritual veins, but it can also swallow a lot of spiritual power. If this pile of sand is really used to detoxify, the spiritual power on Zhou Feng's body will also be exhausted in the end. But you can save [-]%.

[-]% spiritual power is naturally enough, it's not Zhou Feng's character to live on, it's not Zhou Feng's exaggeration, even if he shows his teeth and claws and refuses to keep a low profile, there are only a handful of people in the world who can beat [-]% of Zhou Feng's strength.

He didn't spare his spiritual power, but he also knew that he was only on the verge of ascension now, and if he lost [-]% of his spiritual power, he might not have any fate with him.

Zhou Feng thought about the old man who taught him since he was a child, but he had no choice but to give up this method of using fire-attributed sand to detoxify green ants, and threw away the handful of unlucky red sand. The red sand that had absorbed spiritual power was like crumbs, floating in the air In the air, when a gust of wind blows, it will disappear, and some red sand will fall into the desert and mix with the original yellow sand, which cannot be distinguished.

There are so many people who are good at using poison, and Zhou Feng doesn't know who Jiang Yao is talking about, so he can only try his luck in this so far uninhabited place.

Zhou Feng really doesn't know exactly how this luck happened. The thing he is best at is keeping silent, and then using a knife to solve what he doesn't like. As for these interpersonal communication and asking for help, he can't do it. You can't just arrest someone and tell them.

"Brother, have you heard of the poison of green ants? I heard that you have a powerful person who can cure it. Do you know where he lives? Let him come and detoxify me."

He thought optimistically, since the red sand here can cure some green ant poison, it can be seen that the place is always right, just in case.

Luck always comes to those who are favored by Heaven. Zhou Feng probably belongs to the kind of person that Heaven loves and hates, poisoning him, and letting him find a way to solve it.

When others look for the ancient Buddha, they often do it deliberately. Their obsessive eyes only focus on one place, and walk along the location of the ancient Buddha statue in sight, even if it takes ten or eight years, it is not too much. The Buddha statue seems to be close at hand, but it can't finish the road in front of it.

Zhou Feng was completely mistaken, he didn't intend to see any Buddha statues, he just wanted to see a native Possessed person, secretly inquired about the green ants, but accidentally found a Buddha statue with benevolent brows and benevolent eyes right in front of him.

The Vajra glared, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and the Buddha statue reached the sky, no matter how tall or how long it was.

There is a small room under the seat, Zhou Feng opened the door, there are no Buddha statues inside, it looks empty, there is nothing to be careful about.

The moment Zhou Feng stepped into the threshold, there was a sudden glory on the seat, and countless intertwined rays of light condensed into one point and converged on him. What good could happen in this situation?

The strange thing is that Zhou Feng was ready to resist, but found that although it was obviously supposed to be aggressive, there was also a bit of indescribable tenderness.

When the dazzling brilliance came to an end, Zhou Feng found a young man in Tsing Yi standing at the end of the light, holding a flute of the same color in his hand. seen.

Seeing this person, Zhou Feng didn't think of anything meaningful and deep. He only belatedly remembered that the Shanglin Garden in his pupils had been forgotten in a hurry. He hadn't opened Shanglin Realm for a long time, and he didn't know what was inside. What happened to Qilin Beast Zhizhi?

"Brother Zhou, we meet again." The man greeted him with a natural demeanor, unhurriedly, and fixed his eyes on Zhou Feng without blinking.

Under such gazes, ordinary people would definitely be at a loss, but Zhou Feng stood in front of him calmly holding the knife, not intending to start a conversation, well, he was still thinking about Little Beast Zhizhi and Shanglinjie.

The person in Tsing Yi was named Yan Ruyu, but in fact he was the "Whirling Power" that Jiang Yao called. The reason why Zhou Feng felt that his face was familiar was not because he was a prophet. He knew that the flower peacock playing fan was the person he was looking for.

Mian Shan is entirely because Yan Ruyu met him face to face when he was in the forest before, and the impression was not a good one.

Yan Ruyu was entrusted by "people" to disguise herself as a walker from Yingzhou to inquire about the news about a certain knife fragment. At that time, although Zhou Feng was close at hand, the news seemed to be within easy reach, but under the pressure of the sword fairy, he could not find it. It can only stop abruptly.

Although the trip to Shanglinyuan didn't yield much, it was not a waste of time. After all, the reunion of the old man and let him know that the high gods also had a day of love, so it was worth it for him.

After watching enough dramas, outsiders can't help feeling sad, not to mention that Yan Ruyu is not an outsider at all, and insiders are going to be heartbroken.

After dying with a broken liver and intestines, Qiaoqiao was buried alone on the top of the mountain, without a wife and no future, so Yan Ruyu carefully planned all this before the liver and intestines were broken. If you want to say that the poison of green ants is still: it is the most difficult to brew, so it was delayed some days.

Zhou Feng will come and dance, and then, continue to treat him as a scourge.No, Zhou Feng didn't bother to treat him as a scourge, because Zhou Feng didn't have him at all.

Of course it will be painful, of course it will be unwilling, of course it will hide the monstrous love and hatred in its heart and turn it into a sweet poison.

It was destined to be a happy match, it was him and Zhou Feng, if it wasn't for the paranoid and ruthless Sword Immortal who didn't belong to their world insisted on crossing his legs, maybe now he and Zhou Feng would have lived together.

In fact, Yan Ruyu and Xuan Zhe are both mother-in-law.

"Ah?" Zhou Feng responded silently. Although he wanted to know where the detoxifier of the green ants was, he also felt that he might not be able to pry anything out of this person who did not leave a good impression on him.

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were joyful, he tapped his palm with the flute, with an overly gentle tone.

"Brother Zhou, I know what you want. It's nothing more than the antidote to the poison of green ants, and then... the fragments of a certain knife."

"So what?" He came prepared, and he didn't enter this small room by accident. Zhou Feng's brows turned cold, his eyelids drooped, and he looked a little fierce.

"I can help you detoxify the poison of green ants, and I can even hand over the whirling piece of a certain knife—"

Yan Ruyu intentionally half-spoken, and looked at Zhou Feng's attitude, but was disappointed to find that the stern-faced swordsman just lowered his eyes, and didn't seem eager, excited, or even surprised.

"And then?" Zhou Feng wasn't impatient, but just picked up the conversation naturally.

"You should know that the ancient Posuo Buddha can pass through." Yan Ruyu's heartstrings were gently plucked. There are thousands of small worlds in the world, only two worlds are the most rare, and the realm of reincarnation is the most ordinary small world. In the world, one of the rare ones is the realm leading to the future, and the other one is the one that can glimpse the past.

There are so many travelers who come to Posuo to search for the traces of the ancient Buddha, and they want to come to the small world where they can glimpse the past. It's a pity that they are not as lucky as Zhou Feng, and they can get the heart of the Lord of Posuo.

No wonder Zhou Feng was ignorant and ignorant. He walked from the underworld for a while. Although he didn't feel that there was anything wrong when he came out, the more things he experienced, the more he found countless clues.

There are too many gaps in his memory, so it is reasonable for Zhou Feng not to remember such trivial things as the ancient Buddha passed.

"Uh..." Zhou Feng expressed his ignorance with silence.

Yan Ruyu didn't feel offended either, he just patiently explained to Zhou Feng. "Ordinary small worlds, that is, the realm leading to reincarnation, small worlds can be used for your own use, such as your upper forest world.

Of course, there are also small worlds that have reached perfection. This kind of world cannot be used for one's own use, but can only be experienced.There are also two kinds of small worlds: the future realm and the past realm. "Yan Ruyu paused, then said again.

"The realm of the future can only be observed, and the memory will disappear after seeing it. In fact, it is not very useful. Although the realm of the past cannot change the past, it can be transformed into a person in the realm. While recreating the past, it can spy on people's hearts—the past own heart."

This is regret, but also hope.

Although there were regrets in Yan Ruyu's past, Zhou Feng's sincerity also brought him endless hope. At that time, Zhou Feng's sweetheart must be himself.

If he could go back to the past and reproduce the past, according to Zhou Feng's temperament, he would definitely break up with the sword fairy, although they are not together now.

"Yeah." Zhou Feng's expression was still indifferent, just to show that he knew.

The author says:

还有一更。感谢在2021-08-1822:14:25-2021-09-0117:24:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4632166740 bottles; 20 bottles of my servant;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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