The dazzling sword light in the sky gradually dissipated, and everything returned to normal. Ye Feng found himself still standing in the bamboo forest.
Gui Wuya suddenly seemed to have aged more than ten years. His eyes were blank and he stared blankly at the fiery red oil-paper umbrella on the ground that had been cut into two pieces.
Crystal clear tears flowed from his dim eyes: "Juan, I'm sorry, I didn't protect the umbrella you gave me, I didn't..."
Seeing Gui Wuya's tearful face, Ye Feng felt a little sympathetic towards him.
Gui Wuya clenched his fists and sighed, "Thank you for not killing me, little brother. I, Gui Wuya, once made a promise that if anyone breaks my sky full of wind and rain and the secret of my scroll, I will always obey his orders."
Ye Feng looked at Gui Wuya in confusion: "What do you mean? What can you do for me?"
"plz follow me."
The scenery in front of him changed, like the movement of stars, and Ye Feng's thoughts popped out from the scroll.
The scroll was still the same scroll. Gui Wuya, with his white beard flying, stood at the bow, gazing into the distance. Everything that had just happened in the painting was like a dream, an exchange between his own thoughts and Gui Wuya's soul.
Suddenly, Ye Feng discovered a strange sight. The oil-paper umbrella in Gui Wuya's hand had been opened at some point. The nine protruding ribs emitted a sharp cold light, and nine sword-like auras like raging waves spread out.
This is not an illusion in the sea of consciousness, but real sword intent.
Ye Feng jumped back vigilantly, his small flying sword already in his hand.
Puff, as if the wind was blowing, nine sword beams shot out from the painting, cutting through the sky like meteors, and passed in front of Ye Feng one by one. Gui Wuya in the painting stroked his beard and smiled.
"Little brother, if you need me in the future, just let me know, haha..."
The nine sword lights came and went quickly, as if they had never happened. The fiery red oil-paper umbrella in Gui Wuya's hand in the painting closed again, and Gui Wuya returned to the posture of gazing at the distant mountains.
Ye Feng was a little doubtful whether he was hallucinating. His eyes fell on the coffee table. There were nine slight scratches evenly distributed on the rosewood coffee table.
He couldn't help but laugh. This was not an illusion, but the mark left by the flying sword in the painting.
He had picked up a treasure. The fiery red oil-paper umbrella in the scroll contained nine flying swords. On the surface, it was a painting, but in fact it was a sharp spiritual weapon.
Ye Feng secretly admired Gui Wuya, so he drew a picture, recorded his circumstances and mood, and also integrated his remaining soul into it, creating an extremely sharp weapon. He was worthy of being a sword immortal-level figure.
Ye Feng stared at the painting for a while, and a thought came into his mind: "Gui Wuya, your painting is truly a masterpiece, more valuable than any other painting in the world. Your painting is not just a painting, it is also a weapon. Let me give this painting a name, how about calling it Nine Swords Picture?"
A voice came over: "Little brother, it's up to you. I just want to stay here with Juan forever. Whatever name comes to your mind is fine."
"Okay, let's call it the Nine Swords Diagram."
Ye Feng happily put the Nine Swords Diagram into the Medicine King Ring. Just as he was about to take a shower and go to sleep, he heard the ugly old man's angry roar coming from the Medicine King Ring.
"Who the hell cut down my TV? Who?"
Gui Wuya's voice came from inside: "What kind of filthy things did you put there? It disturbed my rest. If you dare to put such filthy things again, I will kill you."
"Damn it, come out here, let's have a good fight."
"Hit me if you want."
There was a thunderous vibration sound coming from the Medicine King Ring, as well as the shrill curses of Chou Lao. Chou Lao and Gui Wuya were fighting inside, and the noise was unbearable.
Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Two old men, can you please be quiet so that I can sleep peacefully?"
The ugly old man came out of the Medicine King Ring with a frown on his face, his hands on his hips, "Ye Feng, you are such a jerk, where did you get another weapon spirit and throw it into my house? Get it out of here, or I won't play with you anymore."
Gui Wuya's voice came from the Medicine King Ring: "Humph, this filthy place is your home. You keep filthy things here all day long, and Ajuan doesn't dare to come out. I don't want to stay here, little brother, move me out of this place. It's so dirty and smelly, it disgusts me. Also, I'm not a spirit, I'm just a remnant soul, I can go back to my body at any time, unlike you, who are just a thing."
"Bah, old man, you are taking over the magpie's nest, and you still think you are right. I am a thing, and you are not a thing..."
A weapon spirit that has existed since ancient times and a sword immortal-level figure actually started a quarrel. Ye Feng had no choice but to take the scroll out of the Medicine King Ring and hang it on the wall to calm the storm.
After all this trouble, Ye Feng finished his shower in the early morning. Just as he was about to rest, his cell phone rang. It was Fatty Jiang calling.
"Ye Feng, what are you doing? Come out and have a drink with me."
"What are you drinking in the middle of the night?"
"Alas, my baby was captured by your girlfriend. I couldn't survive the long night, so of course I had to capture you to accompany me."
Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh secretly. Xiao Luo and Jiang Yixue were working overtime, and Fatty Jiang was lonely, so he came to him for a drink.
I feel deep sympathy for this fat man and feel a sense of sympathy.
"How did you get by when you didn't have a girlfriend, little knight?"
The little knight was really smart. When Ye Feng mentioned it on the phone, it immediately understood and barked a few times.
Hearing the little knight's voice coming from the phone, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Little knight misses Xiaobai. Where are you drinking? Tell me and I'll find you."
"Come to Yudu First BBQ on Wansheng Street, let's drink and eat BBQ."
Ye Feng released Xiaobai from the Beast Taming Order. Xiaobai happily jumped onto Ye Feng's neck and licked Ye Feng's face with his tongue. His long and wet tongue swept across Ye Feng's face.
"If you get off me and lick me again, I will throw you back into the Beast Taming Order."
Xiao Bai shouted twice in protest: "Tyrant, you have no compassion, is this how you treat me?"
Ye Feng smiled and stroked the little white head: "I know you are bored in the Beast Taming Order, so I will take you to play with the little knight and order your favorite sausage later."
Xiaobai stuck out his tongue and wagged his short tail happily: "That's not bad. Where's your girlfriend? Why isn't she around? You really value women over friends. When you saw your girlfriend, you threw me into the Beast Taming Order."
He held Xiao Bai in his arms and scratched its chin: "I'm afraid that you, a single dog, will question your life when you see us showing affection."
Ye Feng used the navigation on his mobile phone to find the direction to Halloween Street. With a thought, the light emitted by the flying sword enveloped Ye Feng and Xiao Bai.
A sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor and flew towards Halloween Street.
(End of this chapter)js3v3