Fengguixu

The hanging mirror is absolutely on top, towering into the clouds.

At the top of the peak, the wind is mighty.

Looking around, the sky and clouds are the same color, far away and sparse.Looking down, there is a lot of noise and bustle, but seeing the heroes coming in fiercely, they leave angrily, leaving a mess in vain.

Feng Yin stood with her hands behind her back, her long eyebrows raised slightly, watching the absurd farce at her feet with great interest, and the blood-red sleeves of her robe fluttered in the wind.

Not far behind him was a man in black. The man in black had a pair of pitch-black eyes and a silver machete, both of which gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Feng Yin fixed his eyes on a certain place under the mountain for a long time, then suddenly called: "Ah Ming."

"Your Highness."

The man in black took a few steps forward, stopped, and kept a distance from the person in front of him.He never dared to approach his master.

"Look..." Feng Yin's lips twitched into an ambiguous smile, pointing at the Jiange disciple who had just won the big victory, "How about that person?"

Cang Ming was not good at eloquence, he just said: "He... is very good at kung fu."

"Naturally better than you." The Lord seemed to think that he had said something nonsense, "Where else is handsome?"

Cang Ming didn't know what the Venerable Master wanted to hear, and suddenly his scalp went numb, thinking that the rumors about the Venerable Master in the Jianghu were really groundless, so he tried to say: "He is handsome, so people like him?"

These words seemed to please the Lord, because he didn't ask further.

After a long time, Feng Yin sighed.

After sighing, but with a smile on his face, Cang Ming didn't dare to speak, only listened to Feng Yin's soft voice, playful: "I'm about to be bullied and cry, it's really interesting."

Cang Ming: "..."

If he read correctly, he just beat his opponent all over the place looking for heads.

"Headache." The Lord suddenly changed the topic.

Cang Ming's muscles tightened, and his whole body was like a bow that was suddenly fully drawn, bowing his head and waiting for orders.

"It's in my eyes." The moody man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the group of people leaving the Jiange mountain gate, and sneered again.

"Yes, my lord."

There is no need for Feng Yin to order anything, Cang Ming quickly replied.

"I didn't ask you to do anything," Feng Yin straightened his sleeves, and said slowly, "It's hurtful, it's not good."

Cang Ming pursed his lips and nodded, his figure disappeared on the top of the peak as fast as an arrow flying from the string.

It was raining lightly.

The old cat curled up lazily under the porch of the thatched cottage, licking the fluffy fur on its tail.

A room full of mellow tea fragrance.

This tea fragrance has long been attached to every thatch of the thatched cottage, penetrated into every crevice, and is integrated with the whole house.

So even if no one cooks the tea at this time, there is still a lingering fragrance.

Feng Wugui was lying on the bed, and had been in a coma for three days, during which he woke up several times, and each time he only explained a few sporadic words to the disciples guarding the bed, before falling back into a deep sleep.

Shen Xu set up a small bamboo bed in the outer room, and accompanied him day and night, his senior brothers tried to persuade him several times to no avail, so they all followed him.

At noon today, Shen Xu was groping to change his medicine, when he suddenly heard the wind calling softly from inside: "Is Xiao Xu outside?"

Shen Xu hurriedly dropped the gauze, put on his clothes, and walked quickly.

"Master." He stood far away at the door.

Feng didn't have time to open his eyes, his voice was flimsy, and he said strangely: "Why don't you come closer?"

Shen Xu remained silent.

Recently, there have been rumors all over the Jiange, and the senior brothers don't treat him like they used to.Some people said that since he was awarded the Breathing Sword Art, he was naturally designated by Feng Weigui as the successor, so when we met, he was extraordinarily polite and warm, rather than alienated.Some people also said that although he is skilled in swordsmanship, he has bad character, which is why he caused this calamity, not to mention dragging down Jiange's good reputation outside, and causing the head teacher to be seriously injured, which is really a disaster.Even Yin Ni hadn't been seen in the past two days, probably because she was frightened and avoided seeing her.

Shen Xu lived in his own world and didn't pay much attention to other people's evaluation of him, but this matter involved a lot. Once the reputation built by Jiange's century-old foundation was destroyed by him, such accusations were not insignificant. I also have to care about it, and I have been reflecting on it all night for days, whether I really did something wrong.

The master is old and has also been involved in the disturbance for no reason.

He felt guilty, so he had no face to see Master.

Feng is not as old as he is, and has already discovered the impermanence of the world, so he understands his confusion at this time, and beckons: "Don't stand there stupidly, come and cook a pot of good tea for the teacher, and the teacher sleeps for a few days, always thinking about it." I haven't drunk the new tea, it's a pity, I can't sleep well after thinking about it."

Hearing this, Shen Xu hesitated for a while, and finally came in.

Since he was a child, he didn't know how many times he cooked tea because of the wind. He has already made perfect practice, even if he couldn't see it, he did it in an orderly manner.

Burning incense and fertilizing hands, oolong entering the palace, pouring boiling water into the pot, high mountains and flowing water, the fragrance of tea overflows in a short time.

The way of tea is to pay attention to peace and tranquility, and to get rid of distracting thoughts.After a series of steps were done one by one, Shen Xu's heart became calm, and he approached with tea in both hands.

The wind is not as good as drinking tea with eyes closed, quite pleasant, and after a while, he stroked his beard and said: "Tea is like my generation, it is extremely bitter at the beginning, and the bitterness is sweet. After the ups and downs of the world, it is finally calm and peaceful. So there is no need to complain about self-sufficiency at the beginning. There is no suffering. Sweetness, there is no need to be afraid of ups and downs, otherwise, where can we understand the beauty of plainness?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Shen Xu.

Shen Xu was originally extremely intelligent, and he understood that the wind was not enough to teach him how to face adversity. After a few pointers, Fan Wu's mood suddenly became brighter, and he bowed and said: "Master's teaching, disciples must remember it."

Feng Buji nodded: "As a teacher, I watched you fight Chongling on the lock cloud platform, and your martial arts cultivation has improved a lot. The formula of life and breath is extensive and profound. If you study it with great concentration, given time, you will be able to handle it alone."

"Master." Shen Xu said, "The Breath of Breath swordsmanship, originally there is only heart formula and no sword manual, isn't it?"

The wind is not as good as taking a sip of tea slowly, with admiration in his eyes: "You have seen it."

Shen Xu: "In the beginning, I only regarded the heart formula as an internal skill that can improve eyesight and strengthen the five senses. Before a battle, I can listen to the wind and distinguish positions to make up for the defects of my eyes."

Feng Wuji snorted: "Overqualified."

"Later, I saw my master compete with Yang Wu Xiaoguan, and he managed to master the thirteen postures of Jiange's yaojiao, which brought out new ideas one after another. The sword moves with the thought like an arm, and I have reached the state of the unity of human and sword. Only then did I realize the essence of the formula of life and breath. , In fact, it is letting go of thoughts and thoughts, calming the mind and returning to one, and the outside world has accepted it, but the mind cannot have half a distraction, otherwise the mind will be separated from the sword, and the power will be lost." Shen Xu frowned lightly, "The Art of Breathing With such different characteristics, when fighting, it all depends on making good use of the situation, if there is a sword manual, it will be cumbersome."

"That's right." Feng Buji sighed, "The essence of the way of the sword is to know that it is not difficult, but to practice it is difficult. The so-called nirvana without blackening, grinding without phosphorus, leaving the mud without staining, holding the essence and keeping the one, entering the great way, and body There is nothing outside, and the four elements are all empty. Those who can practice this skill are all sages."

Shen Xu had doubts: "Is there really anyone in the world who can practice it well?"

"Fifty or six out of ten, it's already a great achievement. Among the disciples of Jiange for several generations, only your master Yan Qinghe was lucky enough to achieve [-]%. The masters of the rivers and lakes gave him the title Qinghe Sword Master, and he has not lost a single defeat in ten years." Feng Bugui shook his head sadly, looking at Shen Rushi's expression brightened a little, "I thought there would be no heirs after Qinghe, but now you have realized that there is no way to win and there is a way in just a few days, and you can't parry if you fight so hard, your understanding is ten times better than that of a teacher. More than that, there is a legacy of my senior brother. From this point of view, Jiange's revival is just around the corner!"

"Master is self-effacing." Shen Xu said, "Students are not talented, so it's hard to look up to Master."

Feng Wuji waved his hand and said: "No, no, your uncle wasn't..."

The conversation just started and then stopped abruptly.

Shen Xu thought to himself, what a glorious figure Master Yan was during his lifetime, why did he end up in such a tragic end that he lost his temper and exploded to death?

He thought of this verse, and the wind was too late to think of this verse too, the master and apprentice were relatively speechless for a moment.

Feng Wuji held the teacup in a daze, recalling the past, with a sad and sad expression on his face.

When the hot tea turned cold, he folded his hands into his sleeves and sighed: "Everything in the world has a cause and effect, only the word love, I don't know where it comes from, where it ends, where it ends, and how it's explained. Alas, it's your teacher. Throughout his life, Bo was frank and open-minded, but there were also times when he was impenetrable and deeply trapped in it."

Just as he was sighing with emotion, the voice turned back to Shen Xu: "You are not deeply involved in the world, and you are also ignorant of many people's sophistication. Jiange is isolated from the world, and the environment is simple, so don't worry. But if you go down the mountain to practice in the future, each The road is bustling with bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, so you must always remember the three warnings of being a teacher: get along with others, if you get along, you will get together and if you don’t get together, you will disperse. Do everything according to the trend, don’t force it, and don’t be obsessed. Get out and think twice."

Hearing his solemn tone, Shen Xu immediately turned his expression serious: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will keep it in mind at all times."

Feng Wugui was very pleased to see him well-behaved and sensible.

The master and the apprentice discussed the formula of life and breath for a while, and the wind was too bad to lose energy, so they folded their clothes and lay down, waved their hands, and let him go.

Shen Xu stood in front of the bed, and finally asked out the doubts that had been circling in his heart for a long time these days.

"Master." He asked, "Is it because I did something wrong that the heroes are making a fuss about Jiange?"

The bottom line is, I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

If he didn't meddle in other people's business because of a mere verbal agreement, then the sixteen lives would not have died miserably, only Feng Yin would die.If so, everyone is happy.

As for Feng Yin, they all said that he is a big devil, since he is a devil, he must have done all kinds of bad things, and death is not a pity.

What about Shen Qingxuan?

They all said that Shen Qingxuan was a great hero, but judging from his behavior that day, he was obviously a sinister villain.

Since they can turn villains into heroes, wouldn't they turn good people into monsters?

But if one person says that, does everyone say that?If one person believes, does everyone believe?

Or, it's not that they are wrong, it's because I don't know good from evil?

After thinking about it, the heart lake became choppy again.

The wind is too late to close your eyes, and your breathing is steady and long, as if you have fallen asleep.

Shen Xu waited for a while, but before he got an answer, he turned around in frustration.

Walking to the threshold, a long sigh came from the bed curtain, and the wind was not as strong as Youyou said: "In the world, good and evil are right and wrong, is it so easy to tell the difference? Instead of asking your teacher, why not ask your heart?"

Heart?

Shen Xu pondered over the two words, and wandered all the way to his own room in a daze.

Sitting on the bed for half a day until dusk, I suddenly remembered that my master called me to change the dressing halfway, so that the wound had not yet been wrapped with a new bandage. When I touched the wound, my underwear was already soaked in blood.

When I touched it again, the outer shirt was also wet, it was because I came back in the rain just now when I was in a daze.

Only now did his sluggish body feel pain and chills, he got up to change his clothes, and then went back to the humble thatched hut to get back bandages and trauma ointment.

But I don't want to just get up when someone enters through the door loudly.

Neither did he hide the sound of his footsteps, nor did he look forward and back and shrink back. It can be said that there was no intention of avoiding people's eyes at all. Shen Xu originally thought that Chang Xun was waiting for his senior brothers to come to visit, but when the person opened his mouth happily, he was surprised that the person had come. It was the instigator, the Phoenix Demon.

"Looking at your face, it seems that I don't welcome you." Feng Yin came in with an umbrella in her red clothes. Shi Shiran leaned the put away oil-paper umbrella by the door, looked around, and saw the shabby room where there were several seats. He didn't have any, and frowned in disgust, "What the hell do you live in?"

Shen Xu also frowned, he didn't know how to face this person at all.

He looked for the sword, but later realized that his sword had been cut off by Chong Ling.

Don't even think about it with bare hands, you can't beat it at all.

There is no need to think about swearing, this skill has never been mastered.

Calling for help loudly, wouldn't it hurt my senior brother to fight against this monster?

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it, Feng Yin's buttocks had already sat on the edge of the bed, and Jinkou opened his mouth: "Take off your clothes."

Shen Xu was inexplicable: "?"

Seeing his dumbfounded look, Feng Yin got angry: "Why, is it possible that I want to undress you?"

Shen Xu's face was reddish, and he didn't know whether it was because of anger or what, he forced out words from between his teeth: "What are you doing here?"

Feng Yin stared at him, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "I'll come to see you."

At this time, the people in front of him, as long as they are not blind, they will look foolish and foolish when they see this bright smile. Feng Yin's mother said that Feng Yin was born to give Junmei Wu the four A character set a model.

It's a pity that Shen Xu is blind.

"Look at me?" The blind man didn't know good from bad, his face was as frosty, and he said coldly, "Look at how embarrassed I am? See how I can bear the consequences of my own evil?"

"Oh." Feng Yin heard the sting in his words, put away her laugh, and put on a mocking tone, "What? You saved me, do you regret it?"

Shen Xu avoided answering, he was dazed for a long time, and finally said: "You go, if the road is different, we will not seek each other, from now on, we will never see each other again."

But Feng Yin sneered coldly.

Although the voice was cold, Shen Xu felt that the Qi in the room suddenly lightened for no reason, and he was startled immediately. Thinking back to the change of Qi and Feng Yin's subtle movements just now, he realized that when the devil asked that sentence just now, the tone in his voice It was the same as usual, but in fact, he had concentrated his strength on his palm, as if at that time, if he dared to say a word of regret, Feng Yin would immediately kill him under his palm.

He had never seen such a moody person, and he just wanted to stay as far away as possible.

"Gentleman Rannuo, I have no regrets for what I said. I only regret that I didn't save a few more people from you." After he said this, he repeated: "You go."

There was a moment of silence in the room, until Feng Yin spoke.

"Who does this deity like to see, who does not see, who to kill, who to save, is it up to you to decide?"

Has Master Feng ever encountered such a cold nail?With a cold snort, he jumped up, rushed forward with a stride, and pointed his left palm at Shen Xu's heart veins.

The heart vessel is the body's great defense, once it is broken, there is no way to recover.

Shen Xu had been on guard against him for a long time, so he naturally raised his hand to check, but he didn't expect that Feng Yin just made a feint, and his right palm came out, and tapped the "Tiantu acupoint" on his neck.

"You..." Shen Xu was accidentally hit, his whole body was sore and limp, and he collapsed.

Before landing on the ground, Feng Yin reached out with his long arms, brought the man into his arms, and walked towards the bed with him in his arms.

The author has something to say: Hidden: Look at me, I smiled at you, isn’t it beautiful?Are you angry?

Xu: Oh, but I'm blind.

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Xu: You were the one who got blind.

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