Feng Wuxie's eyes were unwavering.
After a long time, Feng Ling's eyes softened.
"Okay." He nodded: "It's right to choose you!"
Feng Wuxie was confused by his inexplicable sentence.
But she didn't rush to ask questions, she knew Feng Ling would definitely explain.
Feng Ling didn't mean to sell Guanzi, so he asked directly:
"Wuxie, you must be surprised, why do I have to make you a disciple of Vast Sky Academy and give you a lot of preferential treatment?"
Feng Wuxie had long been puzzled about this, but he had never had the opportunity to ask.
Listening to Feng Ling's words at this time, her heart moved.
Isn't Haotian Academy's attitude towards himself related to what Feng Ling asked him to do
Feng Ling didn't wait for her to answer: "The soul-testing sky stone we used to test the qualifications of our disciples in Moro Kingdom, do you remember?"
Feng Wuxie nodded.
"The function of the soul-testing sky stone is not only to test the aptitude, but also to react to the tester's fate!"
Feng Ling said:
"And you are the strongest person we have found in these centuries!"
Feng Wuxie was stunned.
She still clearly remembered the reaction of the soul-testing sky stone that day.
If it hadn't been for her to stop in time, I don't know how strong the reaction would be!
"Furthermore, your fate is extremely special." Feng Ling then explained: "Even if someone else's fate is very strong, it will only turn oneself into auspicious circumstances, and make a fortune when you die. But your fate is strong and prosperous. With a strange influence!"
"That is to say, all the people or organizations that have contact with you will be affected by you. People who befriend you, to some extent, their fate will be protected!" Feng Ling smiled.
Feng Wuxie was dumbfounded!
Although she already knew from Emperor Qianxie that her fate was extremely special.
But I didn't expect it to be so... Wonderful
How do you listen to Fengling, I feel like a mascot...
However, since his own fate can affect others, why would Grandpa be seriously injured and die
"Palace Master, if my fate is so mysterious, why would my relatives die at the hands of a murderer?" Feng Wuxie remembered his grandfather's voice before his death, and felt another grief in his heart.
Feng Ling shook his head and explained: "Intensive care is not the same as reversal—sometimes God’s will has come, and there are always things that humans cannot do. Anyone has regrets. Regardless of fate, we can do. You can only work hard, understand?"
If Feng Wuxie had some enlightenment.
Finally, he nodded and said: "Thank you for the palace bishop's advice, you must remember the innocence."
"Yeah." Palace Master Feng Ling nodded in relief, "This time, what I want you to do is-use your powerful fate to help the Haotian Academy and inspire a magic circle."
"What magic circle?" Feng Wuxie asked in confusion.
"This array is the foundation of our Haotian Academy for thousands of years. It is the ancestors.
The teacher uses the destiny soul power to bless the fortune array, and its function is very simple-with the power of this fortune array, the Haotian Academy can seek good luck and avoid evil, and prosper for a long time! "
Palace Master Feng Ling did not conceal, but told Feng Wuxie one by one:
"It's just that this magic circle has existed for a long time. Over the years, it has gradually weakened. It is necessary for a person with extremely strong life to enter the center of the magic circle to stimulate soul power to bless the magic circle—and you, just It's the one we've been looking for for a long time, the man with a strong and powerful character."
Feng Wuxie had realized in her heart that this kind of thing seemed to be a trivial matter to herself, but to others, the fate was not strong enough to be able to complete the protection, and it really made the Haotian Academy a lot of trouble.
In this way, Feng Wuxie finally understood why the main mansion of the Haotian Academy gave him so much preferential treatment!
Although the elders and the palace lord at the time promised her that even if she was a nominal disciple, she would give her cultivation resources, but she also understood the truth that no merit can be achieved—
"Then, there is a time limit for stimulating this circle? Where is the circle set?" Feng Wuxie asked again.
"No hurry, the time has not come. When I need you to bless the circle, I will contact you through the jade card I gave you. Then, if you see something unusual about the jade card, you will come. My Haotian Academy is enough-the magic circle seems simple, but it is also extremely dangerous. You also need to strengthen your cultivation first to ensure that you can complete the intensive protection task safely."
"Good!" Feng Wuxie responded immediately.
She naturally wants to strengthen her cultivation level—all she has done is to make herself stronger, so that she can step on those enemies and enemies!
Palace Master Feng Ling smiled faintly, and looked at Feng Wuxie with satisfaction: "Then, Wuxie girl, the agreement to protect the magic circle, are you making a decision with the old man?"
"A word is settled!"
"Okay! I will show you Mingjian's swordsmanship, how much you can learn-it all depends on your own ability."
When Feng Wuxie heard that Palace Master Fengling had finally given her the sword of Mingjian, his eyes lit up: "Thank you Palace Master."
Palace Master Fengling’s fingertips condensed into a little soul light, and the place where the soul light was reflected showed a bit of a sword-like pattern. Then, these patterns disappeared, and it seemed that Palace Master Fengling had gathered on his fingertips. —
"Innocent girl, "Ming Sword" is the supreme swordsmanship of the Haotian Academy. Even if other disciples are qualified to practice, they have to read and enlighten them in secret in the library. Today, the old man saves you the trouble. , Directly condense the sword decisive sword style into soul consciousness, and pass it to your mind, you must remember!"
Feng Wuxie immediately concentrated on preparing for it, and said sternly, "Yes!"
With this "yes" word, exit—
Palace Master Fengling's two fingers were already in the center of Feng Wuxie's eyebrows!
The mighty soul power poured straight into her mind from the Yintang acupoint in the center of her eyebrows!
Feng Wuxie's eyebrows frowned, and at first she only felt that her soul power had entered her body, which was a little strange, but then she felt that there seemed to be a scene slowly condensing before her!
When the picture is condensed, she seems to be in an illusion—
And the eye
The scenery in the front is ethereal, sometimes white snow is vast, sometimes leaves are falling, and sometimes it is like a chaos in the beginning of the world...
It is in this plausible scene that a swordsman is dancing!
For some reason, the swordsman was clearly in front of Feng Wuxie's eyes, but she just couldn't see his face clearly.
Feng Wuxie suddenly understood that this swordsman was the incarnation of Jianjue in "Ming Sword"—
He is demonstrating the swordsmanship of "Ming Sword"!
Feng Wuxie knew that he had come to the sword realm that Palace Master Fengling had created for her, so he didn't dare to be careless. He only watched the swordsman's moves and moves with all his heart, and wanted to remember them!
I don’t know how long it took...
The swordsman finally showed the whole set of swordsmanship.
In the illusion, before disappearing, the vague figure formed by Jian Jue's illusion, politely clasped his fists like Feng Wuxie.
Feng Wuxie has an excellent memory, and when all the swordsmen have demonstrated, Feng Wuxie is confident that he has memorized all the sword moves!
At this time—
Palace Master Feng Ling has also taken away his hand.
Feng Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes.
Palace Master Feng Ling smiled faintly: "Have you written it down?"
Feng Wuxie nodded, and just wanted to say—I wrote it down, but when she thought about it again, she was shocked—
why
She had just carried Mingjian's moves silently to her heart, but now her memory has become blurred
Only the feeling that the swordsman had when he used the sword made her keep recollecting...
Immerse yourself in it.
Palace Master Fengling seemed to have expected her to be like this, and smiled:
"The sword is born from the heart. It is born out of nothing, and changes are endless. If you say that you have memorized it, then you have not realized the subtlety of it. On the contrary, if you have forgotten the seven or seven eighty-eight, then I really realized the essence of Mingjian."
Feng Wuxie's words of Palace Master Fengling had already understood this point in his heart.
"Thank you Palace Master for the instruction."
"Well, it's getting late, you go. When I need you to inspire the magic circle, I will use the jade card to inform you. At that time, no matter how important you are, remember, you will do it for me. This matter gave way."
Feng Wuxie nodded, "I've written it down, thank you Palace Master."
After speaking, Feng Wuxie left Palace Master's study.
Also left Haotian Academy.
When she returned to the ancient courtyard through the teleportation charm of the ancient courtyard, the night was already dark.
Almost all of the disciples and teachers have fallen asleep, and the entire academy has fallen into silence—
Only the lights are accompanied by the flying fireflies.
Feng Wuxie took advantage of the moonlight and walked in the direction of his disciple room—
As she walked, a slight noise fell into her ears...
She suddenly felt that this road seemed a little wrong!
In the night, there seemed to be other eyes, watching her every move in the dark!
"Who? Come out!!!"
Feng Wuxie stopped, his voice sharp, and looked back—
(End of this chapter)