The heart is more than the first part of the cultivation! Law. The second part is much easier and simpler, but the feeling after cultivation is definitely not as strong and direct as the first one.

Zhang Wufeng compared the two cultivation exercises, and he hesitated a little in his heart.

These two cultivation methods, one is by the side of Sky City Music, as a supporting existence; And the other one was obtained from a special strong person, and it is unknown where the other party got it.

However, after careful analysis. Zhang Wufeng felt more and more that the second copy was a simplified version. And the first one is the really advanced thing.

It's like a kind of novice practice and master practice of the game, if the first one is the master's practice. Then the second part is definitely something that should be cultivated only when you get started.

These two exercises, in the process of cultivation, Zhang Wufeng found that the two seemed to be indispensable, and they complemented each other.

The first part is sublimation, and the second part is the foundation, and only when the foundation is laid can there be a qualitative leap in the back.

And if the foundation is not good, then the gods and horses will be floating clouds.

In the case of distress and loss, in a state of confusion and ignorance, one can practice the second simplified version of the cultivation exercises; And in the ambition is complacent. Or when you are famous, when you are strategizing thousands of miles away. You can practice the first exercise.

After thinking about it so carefully, he finally came to such a conclusion, and Zhang Wufeng was also very relieved in his heart.

This is not to say that these two exercises are simple and can be understood at a glance. It means that the first one is more advanced than the second.

Sometimes. The simpler the cultivation method, the more profound it is, and the reason why he came to such a conclusion is only because of Zhang Wufeng's own strong calculation ability and a sense that practice makes perfect.

The kind of heartfelt and true experience after a long period of cultivation!

After sorting out the two. Zhang Wufeng added annotations and insights again, and he withdrew from the crystal space.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the woman next to him was already watching "Castle in the Sky" with relish

And the one she read turned out to be the sixth book published.

The title of the book, defined by the publisher as "The Shadow Book of the Sky City", has a cosmic background, which is very empty, and on this background, there is a cloud with a double helix structure. The clouds were like a tai chi, with two bright eyes.

This one pattern. It's like a magical cloud, a little weird, but it's rare, and it's very attractive.

Zhang Wufeng didn't care about this pattern at first, but when he suddenly looked at it at this moment, his mood fluctuated slightly.

"I don't know who designed this pattern, but it's very talented, and it's really rare to be able to choose a cosmic background and a concave double helix structure as the background cover. It seems that this person has really gone to see "Castle in the Sky" in depth. However, writing a book on the Internet is becoming more and more like a beautiful prose with a story. I'm still the first to go online! However, sometimes, one or two words represent a heavy meaning and belief, so that you can manipulate the feeling of words, which is really lovely. ”

Zhang Wufeng muttered to himself in his heart, because of this cover. It actually aroused his strong writing**.

At that moment, after rummaging through his backpack, Zhang Wufeng took out his notebook, put it on the small table next to the sleeper, and then began to recall the plot he wrote last time.

At that time, the protagonist Li Xuan had already left Sky City. And the appearance of the Shadow Book was like a prophecy, which made Xia Xiaoyan completely sink.

The city of the dark sky descended and obtained the Shadow Book, the Fallen, Sally Ling'er, the Dark Elves. finally stopped clinging to that relationship and began to be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Thinking of this plot, Zhang Wufeng sighed deeply, some plots, things are not people, and they can't be explained in words.

Although it is only a small fragment, there are so many things contained in this fragment. It's not a few words that can be described.

That is a heavy mentality, a kind of free and easy behind letting go, and the lonely back of a hero.

Completely immersed in it, Zhang Wufeng was like seeing the opening of the Shadow Book, as if he saw Sally Ling'er staring at the sky city in the distance. Then he smiled indifferently, turned around, and a tear turned into a crystal fragment and flew through the space.

And she just stretched out her hand slightly. Caught this crystal teardrop and pinched it in his hand.

When he stretched out his hand, what fell from his hand was a piece of cold snowflakes fluttering.

Snowflakes are flying, and the land is vast. I don't know who is in charge of the ups and downs.

A faint and lonely erhu solo was played, not loud, but very penetrating.

In the document, not a word appears, but the singing voice penetrates the soul and space, as if it has entered the document.

The voice of the coffee coffee whining in the second spring reflecting the moon is as small as crying and complaining, like pondering and grinding, one

Opposite, the girl reading the book raised her head and looked across from her, with a glance. She couldn't take her eyes off it anymore.

It was something that touched her soul, and the memory in her heart was indelible at a glance.

All the stories. It's all written on the face, that kind of rich expression, I can't imagine what kind of wonderful.

The voice of the erhu quickly disappeared, as if it had never been pulled, and the next moment, the handsome young man opposite, his hands had begun to tap the keyboard at an invisible speed, and she was shocked again.

This time, traveling to Beijing, Huang Yiyi just wanted to visit the Forbidden City, Summer Palace, Bird's Nest, Water Cube and other places in Beijing. Then for the travel notes that I want to write in the future, I put a copy of experience and materials on my back, but I don't want to, after seeing this young man's expression and actions at this moment, her ** to write something was completely dispelled, and her heart seemed to be blocked by something, and there was a sense of blockage that could not be spoken.

Subconsciously, she stepped out of the sleeper, and then approached Zhang Wufeng's side, turned her head sideways, and she silently looked at the other party's computer.

This is very impolite. It's also unladylike. And there is also a feeling of offending other people's **, but at this time, Huang Yiyi can't care so much.

She had this idea in her heart, and she did it.

It's just that when her eyes fell on those words, she was stunned.

"Snowflakes are flying, the vast earth, I don't know anymore. Who is in charge of the ups and downs.

A hundred years, like an instant, passes.

Stretch out your hand. Tears in the hand. Turned into snowflakes fluttering.

Sally Ling'er stared at the dark place between heaven and earth, where the Shadow Castle had descended.

It's another snowy day, and it's a time of blood and darkness.

Huang Yiyi watched, completely immersed in it.

Before she knew it, her tears had slipped down and landed in the palm of her hand, and the tears that were still boiling hot, like insects, crawled on her face.

"Whew, I'm so touched and so sad. Alas, how I hope Sally Ling'er can get Li Xuan's love. Huang Yiyi said subconsciously.

This time, in less than an hour, she had read nearly 30,000 words in a row, that is, the speed of the other party was ......

Thinking of this, Huang Yiyi looked at the word count display on the software, and couldn't help but secretly speak, but at this time she realized that the other party didn't know her yet!

"Hello Da, I am a big fan of your books, I hope you don't blame me for being abrupt. Well. My name is Huang Yiyi and I am 19 years old. ”

Huang Yiyi said with some embarrassment.

"Huh? Huang Yiyi? Zhang Wufeng looked at the girl in front of him who claimed to be "Huang Yiyi", and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

It's not that there are no people with the same name and surname in this world, but that there are people with the same name, surname, age and appearance. Such people seem to be very rare.

"Are you from the Huang family in Beijing?" Zhang Wufeng asked subconsciously.

"No, I'm from the Huang family in Huaiyang, Henan." Huang Yi said shyly.

Zhang Wufeng stared at Huang Yiyi a few times, and felt very strange, on the surface, this girl was very innocent and cute. Of course, it's also a natural virgin.

But when Zhang Wufeng looked at her, there was always a feeling in the center of his eyebrows that there was something left in the depths of her gaze, this feeling. It's a little weird.

It was as if there was another kind of thing with an evil smile on the other party's eyebrows looking at him from time to time, which made Zhang Wufeng feel bad.

However, Zhang Wufeng could sense that this girl was just an ordinary person, and there was nothing special about it.

If there is anything different from ordinary people, it may be a more active body, judging from her body bones and body shape, this girl should have practiced gymnastics for several years.

"Oh, Huaiyang, Henan, but you're on the train from Wuhan. Do things in Wuhan? Zhang Wufeng asked with a smile.

The reason why I asked was not to inquire about the origin of others, but that Zhang Wufeng was already jealous of Huang Yiyi under the Forbidden City, so he asked.

"It's not about doing things. I'm on the provincial gymnastics team, but I didn't practice gymnastics last year, but I like to write something, prose, travelogues, etc., anyway, I just want to live a life I like. ”

Huang Yiyi said with a smile.

"Well, that's all that has been said. I haven't introduced it yet, my name is Zhang Wufeng, you can call me Brother Zhang, or you can call me Wufeng directly, I am only six years older than you, don't call me uncle. Zhang Wufeng said with a smile.

"Hehe, no, Brother Zhang, you look better than me, who calls you uncle, you are not to blame uncle." Huang Yiyi said sweetly.

[Dedication]