Ling Zhaoyan is currently at the pinnacle of the Six Consciousness Realm and is about to sprint into the Seven Star Realm. However, there is a problem with the Dao Heart at this juncture. She is very anxious, but she can't find a good solution.
Because time can't go back.
What's more, if it were to start all over again, he would probably make the same choice.
How to reduce the guilt in the heart has become the most important step to stabilize the Taoist heart.
Ling Zhaoyan sat cross-legged on a bluestone slab, squeezed her hands on her knees, and slowly closed her eyes, entering the state of forgetting things.
At the same time, Zhou Fei walked through a dense forest and suddenly opened up in front of him.
It turned out to be a lake.
Although the area is not large, the lake is extremely clear, and the surface of the lake is very calm, like a mirror buckled in the mountains and forests, containing all the scenery of the world.
Occasionally, flying birds swept across the water, and the splashing waves spread out in layers, but within a few moments, the lake surface would return to a quiet state.
This picture is truly beautiful.
He was an otaku in his previous life. Zhou Fei had only seen scenery from all over the world on his computer and books. Since his journey in this life, he has hardly left Chang'an or walked out of the general's mansion.
It can be said that this is the first time Zhou Fei has seen such a beauty with his own eyes since he was a man. For a while, he was a little silly.
He forgot that he was out looking for food, so he stood silently on the shore of the lake, his thoughts gradually emptied, and by chance, he also entered the state of forgetting things.
In the dark, Zhou Fei suddenly felt something.
It seemed that something was hovering around his body.
He looked down, but found nothing.
But that feeling became stronger.
Like... calling
Zhou Fei sighed softly and closed his eyes again.
Feel it with your heart.
Slowly, he merged with the "qi" hovering around his side.
He saw someone.
Long gown and sword, proudly independent.
He stood there like a towering mountain.
His temperament is like a high sky and solitary moon, shining on this slowly and long night alone.
He is proud and gentle.
He can cut through the gate with a single sword, and he can also pluck flowers and present them to beautiful women.
Zhou Fei opened his mouth, the name had reached his lips, but he couldn't say it.
He turned his head, half of his face was exposed, and a smile could be seen at the corner of his mouth.
"Come back home."
He didn't open his mouth and didn't speak, but Zhou Fei was certain that what he wanted to express was this.
Then, it turned into a star and escaped between the heaven and the earth.
Zhou Fei opened his eyes.
The nasal cavity became sore, tears almost rolled down.
…
As the sky gradually darkened, Zhou Fei hadn't come back.
Ling Zhaoyan was a little worried, and got up to look for him.
Just a few steps away, I saw Zhou Fei walking out of the forest with two rabbits.
Ling Zhaoyan wanted to ask him why he had been there for so long, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.
Zhou Fei looked very depressed.
The eye sockets are a little red, and there are still traces on the cheeks that have not been wiped away.
He cried
why cry
Is it just because I ignored him
No, according to Ling Zhaoyan's understanding of Zhou Fei, this guy is a well-known er-skinned face, thick-skinned like a city wall, how could he easily cry.
Zhou Fei knew that Ling Zhaoyan was a soft-hearted person, so he had cleaned up the rabbits in advance, put them on the wooden sticks and put them on the bonfire for roasting.
The flames were printed on the faces of the two of them, and the atmosphere fell into silence again.
Ling Zhaoyan's chin kept trembling, and she could see that she wanted to talk.
"Don't force yourself if you don't want to say it." Although Zhou Fei didn't look at her, he noticed Ling Zhaoyan's embarrassment from the beginning, and said: "After finding the secret scroll, we should not be meeting each other. You don't need it. Please me, me
There is no need to please you either. You can think of me as a passerby, my emotions have nothing to do with you. "
Hearing what Zhou Fei said, Ling Zhaoyan suddenly felt a pain in her heart.
"Master Zhou, I didn't mean that." Ling Zhaoyan said in a low voice.
This is also the longest sentence she said in three days.
Zhou Fei poked the rabbit on the fire rack with a knife, and when he saw that it had been baked, he took it down and handed it to Ling Zhaoyan. He showed a nice smile: "Is it right? It doesn't matter anymore. Concept disputes cannot be changed. I have observed that your breath is disordered, presumably Daoxing has been affected. It is my fault to let you fall into this position."
"No, it's not like that." Ling Zhaoyan wanted to explain, but she was not good at words at all, and she didn't know what to say for a while, holding the roasted rabbit in a daze.
Zhou Fei picked up the other one, took off the rabbit’s leg and ate it in two bites. He sucked the grease on the fingertips, and said, “It should be me who should apologize. Know where we are going."
Ling Zhaoyan picked up the roast rabbit silently, but it was tasteless in his mouth.
She also wants to cry.
No words for a night.
When he woke up the next day, Ling Zhaoyan looked more and more haggard.
Her condition was so bad that even Zhou Fei couldn't stand it.
Zhou Fei couldn't persuade this kind of thing.
He actually regretted a bit.
This is a collapse of faith, and outsiders can't help me except for self-adjustment.
Unexpectedly, Ling Zhaoyan's belief in the temple was so strong.
Not to mention that Ling Zhaoyan would be willing to cut off her beliefs for herself.
Zhou Fei did not dare to pretend that Ling Zhaoyan had feelings for him. After all, he was not a martial art, and everyone loved him, but Ling Zhaoyan was willing to do so, Zhou Fei was still very moved.
How moved I was before, how ashamed I am now.
"Girl Zhaoyan, or go back first. Go back to Dingjian Pavilion and let Master Juggernaut stabilize your Taoist heart for you." Zhou Fei persuaded.
Ling Zhaoyan said, "You... can you see it?"
Zhou Fei smiled bitterly, and sighed: "I saw it a few days ago, but it was not serious at that time, but it is a bit terrible today. If this continues, I am worried that your Dao heart will be harmed that cannot be cured. I can't make up for it if I go to hell."
"It's not you to blame." Ling Zhaoyan said, "It's my own choice."
"But there is also a part of my reason." Zhou Fei said solemnly: "So I beg you to go back. I will look for the secret record of the heavenly path, and I will definitely get the Dingjian Pavilion when the time comes, let the Master Swordsman look at it, or even copy it."
Ling Zhaoyan shook her head: "I can't go."
"If you don't leave, there will be a big problem!" Zhou Fei was a little worried: "Don't you know your physical condition? Do you want to stay in the Six Consciousness Realm for the rest of your life?"
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Naturally, I don't want to, but Dao Xin is very complicated and fragile. Wherever it is destroyed, it must be repaired somewhere. I return to Dingjian Pavilion at this moment, and I can indeed keep Dao Xin for a while. But after a long time, cracks will still appear. At that time, if you want to make up, it will be too late."
Zhou Fei said, "You mean, it can only be here, on the grassland?"
Ling Zhaoyan nodded: "The best cure for the collapse of faith is to make the collapse a bit more thorough."
Zhou Fei was taken aback: "I'll stop you, don't you want to be enchanted. We are not far from the gate of the Demon Cult Mountain..."
Ling Zhaoyan smiled and said, "Naturally not, I just want to... It's useless, Young Master Zhou, let's set off soon. You said yesterday that you found a place, are you sure?"
Seeing that Ling Zhaoyan had decided, Zhou Fei stopped persuading her, and followed her question to answer: "I don't dare say that I have much confidence. Let me do everything as I want."
"Whatever you want?" Ling Zhaoyan was a little surprised, and immediately nodded: "Well said, whatever you want, maybe you can prove the way."
The two were not chatting, Ling Zhaoyan followed Zhou Fei and went to the dense forest.
Walked in.
When the lake appeared in front of Ling Zhaoyan, her reaction was the same as Zhou Fei.
Magnificent.
These two words jumped into Ling Zhaoyan's mind out of thin air.
She stared at the lake blankly, and the Taoist heart that had been restless for several days was magically stabilized.
Master said that swordsmen have five realms.
Unintentional, impermanent, no front, no stagnation, no move.
The so-called unintentional, with the help of sharpness to maximize the moves, the moves are simple, direct and precise.
The so-called impermanence is the pursuit of more extreme changes on the basis of the moves that have been used to the extreme. At the same time, it will also make the sword moves difficult to send and receive and difficult to control. Therefore, every sword move is extremely strong and fierce when it is displayed. It is also fickle.
The so-called "no front" refers to the epee without a front, the skill is not working! This realm has jumped out of the pursuit of sharp swords and sword moves, and has turned to the pursuit of more powerful spiritual power. At this stage, even the simplest sword moves can exert the most terrifying strength.
No matter how fancy the enemy's tricks are, just a simple sword can break the world's tricks.
Ling Zhaoyan is still in the second stage, that is, impermanence.
She often feels that her sword moves cannot be retracted and released freely, and sometimes even out of control. So she hardly competed with the seniors, just because she was afraid of hurting each other by mistake.
The improvement of the swordsman's realm is completely different from the improvement of his own realm.
Her master, the sword saint Ye Xin, although already a master of the boundless realm, the current swordsman realm is still at the peak, in the non-stasis realm.
As I said before, Ye Xin is not a good master, and he can't give the best solution to the many problems that the disciple has in his cultivation. Ling Zhaoyan has been trapped in the realm of impermanence for many years, and has never been able to make a breakthrough, and has a lot to do with his master.
But after seeing this lake, Ling Zhaoyan's swordsman realm, which hadn't been loosened for many years, unexpectedly began to move around.
"This lake was cut out with a single sword." Ling Zhaoyan said to herself.
Zhou Fei: "What?"
Ling Zhaoyan looked at him: "Don't you feel it? There is an extremely domineering sword intent on this lake! How can such a large lake be formed in this mountain forest without water source! This was the extremely domineering sword used by someone back then It was cut out abruptly. Even if it is the master, I am afraid that it can't be done. Who is it? It can be recruited by using such a terrible sword."
Zhou Fei was stunned.
Sword move? Sword intent
Artificial lake
Calling his own consciousness secretly.
Could it be...
He glanced at each other with Ling Zhaoyan and said the name at the same time.
"Xin Zhige!"
Ling Zhaoyan showed an expression of infinite fascination: "It must be him, and only he can perform such a domineering sword move. This should be the legendary Shuangtian sword aura. No wonder the temperature around this lake is much lower. However, it has passed. For so many years, the sword energy is still hovering above the lake. Mr. Xin Zhige of the academy is afraid that there is still a wish left."
Zhou Fei exhaled.
He knew what the uncle's wish was.
He doesn't want to stay in this place.
He wants to go home.
That home called the Academy.
"Prince Zhou, I have a request, and I hope you can agree to it." Ling Zhaoyan said suddenly.
Zhou Fei said: "You speak."
"I think... staying in this lake for a few days, I can feel this sword aura. But this sword aura is something from your academy in theory. I thought it would be wrong..." Ling Zhaoyan didn't say any further. .
But Zhou Fei understood what she meant.
This is a bit similar to stealing a teacher to learn art.
"Don't worry, Master is not a stingy person, and my uncle is not a stingy person. If you can comprehend this sword aura, it can be regarded as the inheritance of uncle's sword intent." Zhou Fei said.
Ling Zhaoyan bowed a salute and said, "If a young woman can comprehend the sword's intent, she will go to the academy to give the master an explanation later.
(End of this chapter)