Chapter Seventy-One: The Soul of the Wind
Three months have passed in a flash, Ji Yan has been practicing every day in addition to studying, and his life is quite comfortable, the only deficiency is that Yi Qingwei has not come back yet.
Soon after she broke through the Magus, Wen Xingzhi appeared, and then he organized a small celebration, and the six of them went crazy with joy. Then Wen Xingzhi told her that Yi Qingwei had something to do and left, and it would take more than two months to come back at the earliest.
Where to leave, refusing to reveal what Wen Xing would do, Ji Yan was naturally a little worried. To be honest, Yi Qingwei helped her so much, she had already regarded him as a relative in her heart. Although I know that he is very powerful, very powerful, but I am a little worried in my heart.
For many nights, Ji Yan would sit on the boulder and look up at the sky, recalling all kinds of things in her previous life, how she was free and easy when she had no feelings at that time, why did she suddenly come to this world and suddenly have a lot of concerns?
However, this feeling of concern is not bad!
Only when people have concerns can they not be lonely!
That night, after Ji Yan's self-study, he sat on the boulder and looked up at the starry sky. Today there was not a single cloud in the sky, the whole sky was illuminated by the bright moonlight, and the vast constellations shone low, as if they could be touched by a tentacle. Ji Yan looked at it and looked a little stupid.
"What is Xiao Yan'er thinking when she looks at the stars?
A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, although it was a little shameless, but it was nostalgic. Ji Yan smiled briskly in his heart, Yi Qingwei, you are finally back!
Turning his head, he stood against the wind on a boulder not far away, a very beautiful face still smiling at her, his dark purple robe dancing in the wind, his hair also floating freely under the effect of the wind, he had not seen him for three months, he had more of a floating dust.
"Yi Qingwei, don't tell me that you've been in retreat for three months and upgraded!" Ji Yan said jokingly.
"Hehe!" Yi Qingwei chuckled in a low voice, her bewitching eyes added a touch of charm to this smile, "You said yes, by the way, have you been lazy during the days when the teacher is away?"
Ji Yan smiled and hit a wind blade, "Are you lazy or not, you will know if you try it!"
Yi Qingyu didn't dodge either, and even this time he didn't move his hand, and the wind blade was dissolved by an invisible force when he approached him.
Ji Yan's heart spurted wildly, well, playing with the wind in front of him is like getting an axe in the class!
However, after the class gate got the axe, it was blackmail time, "What was that trick called?"
"That's not magic! Of course, I'll teach you whatever interests you. ”
Ji Yan's eyes immediately widened when he heard this, and he was ready to study.
Yi Qingwei couldn't help but smile when she looked at her, "Everything has a soul, even the elements are no exception, what I teach you is to listen to the soul of the wind." ”
Ji Yan was a little confused, and listened to him continue: "Feel with your heart, listen to the song of the wind, and let the wind be your friend." ”
After saying that, he closed his eyes and opened his arms, doing nothing, just standing quietly in the wind.
It didn't take long for the wind that had been blowing everywhere in all directions to flow gently past him as if it had been smoothed by a comb. At this moment, he seemed to be transparent, and the clothes and hair on his body gradually stopped fluttering, and it was as if the wind was untouchable, but it seemed to stop in him. In other words, Yi Qingwei has melted into a part of the wind, so even the wind can't catch or touch.
Then, Yi Qingwei slowly opened his eyes, and the world changed to the same as before, but the wind around him was still soft, his clothes and hair were driven to dance gently, and the whole person seemed to be about to go with the wind.
Ji Yan was stunned. xh118