When the Mingyao Empire Youth Competition ended, it was close to the end of the month, Feng Jianfei received a notice that the academy was on vacation, and instead of returning to the academy with Qi Yunye, he went home with Guo Ling to celebrate the New Year.

Falling Moon Town, as always peaceful and peaceful, walking into the town, Feng Jianfei and Guo Ling greeted familiar relatives and friends with a smile, shh

When I got home, I saw my grandfather and grandmother, handed over the prepared gift to my cousin Feng Youling, and watched him happily open the gift, Feng Jianfei's mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile, grandmother opened the family's meal, and Feng Jianfei told what she had experienced on the table, of course, it also saved a lot, and the family was happy in the laughter.

Although this half a year is very short, Feng Jianfei's appearance is no longer immature at the beginning, especially in his bright eyes, Feng Zhengyuan has seen too many differences, and his breath is like nothing, which makes him understand that his children have grown up and have his own way.

Unlike his father, Feng Jianfei greeted a great world, and originally only hoped that he would spend his life in peace, but under the great world, there was no stable place, and he could only hope that he could live strong in the great world.

According to Feng Jianfei's current growth, Feng Zhengyuan understood that he must have gone through too much training, but he never thought that this once simple teenager had learned how to survive in the most cruel martial arts world, and his heart was no longer as fragile as before.

The night was silent, the lights were dim, Feng Jianfei stood on the windowsill, looking at the starry night sky, the thoughts in his heart fluttered, and he had a lot of questions in his heart about this simple and peaceful town.

Why can an ordinary town lead to the baptism of Yuehua? Why can a group of ordinary people cast the spirit weapon of burning embers? Why does a projectile land inherit the special spirit trick of "Yuehua"? Even the special sword trick he has learned, what kind of secret exists in the town, he really wants to find out, but he doesn't dare, because he consciously told him that this is probably not a good thing!

Two days later, most of the wanderers in the small town had returned home, but Fengjian Fei's father's generation did not come back as usual, in the sound of firecrackers, they greeted the new year with great anticipation, with simple joy to get together, gossiping.

Eight teenagers who traveled met in the martial arts arena of the academy, as teenagers who stepped out of the town at the same time, they all had their own growth, Han Yi and the old men of the town listened to what they did, and they all showed a smile of relief.

Feng Jian Fei maintained a faint smile, and his gaze fell on Han Yi, although Han Yi concealed his own strength, but since he fused the Xingyue Mask and learned the knowledge of the Spirit Analyst, his perception of the Spirit had already reached an unprecedented realm.

The pinnacle of the Wang Realm, this is the most basic feeling that Grandpa Han gave him, but there is an irreparable wound in his body, and his own strength is limited to the level of the spirit, and Grandfather, Grandpa Guo, Grandpa Wang, the representatives of the four surnames of Falling Moon Town, their strength is not what they see on the surface, they seem to have been hiding something!

Suddenly, he remembered that dream, the dream that was constructed from his and Han Li's memories, the guardian of the building, fate, cause and effect, everything that happened in the dream could not be groundless.

Han Li sat next to Feng Jianfei, looked at Feng Jianfei's pulsing gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what happened recently? I haven't seen you for a long time, I always feel that you have changed a lot!"

"Yes!" Feng Jianfei sighed softly, it turned out that he had changed so much, experienced too much heaviness, and the scope of his thinking was no longer limited to what he saw with his eyes.

In the past half a year, Han Li's strength and knowledge have also been greatly improved, the star power is tempered, the star beast is one, and there is not much difference between him and Feng Jian Fei in terms of strength, but what he has experienced is completely different.

Han Li tried his best to find everything about his father in the academy, but there were very few traces of this part of the past that had been classified as classified, and Feng Jian Fei did not tell Han Li what he knew, because of these things, they were not qualified to get involved now!

"Xiao Li, do you say that there is really a so-called number of lives in this world?" Feng Jianfei's eyes became a little deep, looking at the endless night sky, and he didn't know what to think.

Han Li seemed to be rendered by Feng Jianfei's emotions, raised his head in the same way, and said firmly: "Even if there is a number of lives in this world, I will hold this number of lives tightly in my hands, and my fate is up to me!"

Feng Jianfei raised his hand and patted Han Li's shoulder as a sign of encouragement, having said that, is the number of lives really that easy to master? This ethereal thing, no one knows what it refers to, maybe when a person breaks his so-called number of lives, he just steps into the next stage along the number of lives, which is really incomprehensible!

Feng Jianfei rubbed his swollen head lightly, how could he become sentimental again, these inexplicable thoughts should not appear on this celebratory occasion.

The bell crashed, the firecrackers rose into the air, and the gorgeous fireworks lit up the entire night sky.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the new year came, everyone in the martial arts arena left one after another, and after Feng Jianfei and Han Li separated, they went to the study building.

Falling Moon Town, the origin of martial arts, a study building with no known age, a building keeper who doesn't know the age, Feng Jian Fei still remembers the first time he saw the building keeper.

The day of the five caves of the source, compared to the childhood friends are a little worse, he learned the news, his heart inevitably had a deep loss, and he met the building keeper in the library, I don't know the age, I don't remember the name, only let Feng Jianfei call him the keeper.

Dressed in a black robe, covering his face, all he could see was those godly eyes, but this did not make him feel afraid, but produced an inexplicable sense of closeness.

"Would you like to learn a sword?"

Feng Jian Fei clearly remembered the question of the building keeper, he didn't understand it at that time, but subconsciously replied: "Wish!"

Then, the keeper of the building taught this set of nameless sword techniques to himself, without saying a word, nor did he make any guidance, so many years, he relied on his own groping to master the twelve swords, but only the two swords of dawn and morning dew can be used.

Tonight, the keeper of the building sat alone on the roof, the enduring black robe still covered everything about him, but Feng Jianfei's current eyesight still couldn't see through, and the figure under the starlight looked extremely lonely.

Feng Jian Fei went upstairs and sat lightly beside the building keeper, so close to each other, but still couldn't feel his voice, he remembered what Grandpa Han said in the dream: The maker of the dream couldn't conjure him at all.

There are various indications that the strength of the defenders is definitely above the imperial realm......

"You're here!" the voice of the building keeper sounded faintly, and there was no trace of joy and anger in it.

"This half a year has really made you grow a lot, even a little beyond my expectations, although you are not a natural swordsman, but you have the heart of a swordsman!"

The tower keeper didn't look at Feng Jian Fei, just raised his head and continued to look at the sky, and said to himself: "You have a lot of questions in your heart, and I have answers, but I can't tell you these things, all you need to do is to keep this state and become stronger!"

Although it was an expected answer, Feng Jianfei still had a trace of unwillingness in his heart, and when he was about to speak, the building keeper continued: "After a year, I will tell you everything you want to know!, so don't dig deeper, it's not a good thing for you." ”

Feng Jianfei nodded silently, one year is one year, so just wait for a year!

"I can tell you that the sword technique you learned has no name, nor is it a set of formal sword techniques, but it has evolved from the twelve different true meanings of heaven and earth, so although you have mastered it, it is difficult to use it. ”

"Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness, emptiness, life, death, twelve completely different powers roughly encompass the entire heaven and earth, I don't know if it is possible for you to use the twelve swords, if you can, try to fuse the twelve swords into one sword, then maybe you will find its true value." ”

The corners of Feng Jianfei's mouth twitched, how do you feel that this set of sword techniques is more complicated than "Emperor Martial Record", but "Emperor Martial Record" only involves the power of the ten systems, and this set of sword tricks also involves life and death, and requires the fusion of twelve swords, which is simply an impossible thing for him.

The building keeper didn't pay attention to Feng Jianfei's reaction, but just slowly stood up and returned to the study building.

The wheel of fate has turned, is fate really coming?

He sighed softly, closed the door, and extinguished the light.

On the first day of the new year, a faint coolness entered the room through the window, and the boy pushed open the window and looked at the white town, goose-featherlike snowflakes continued to fall, weaving a curtain of snow in the sky. In one night, the town was covered with a thick white veil, and the snowflakes fluttering in the sky, like catkins, as white as silver, and as moist as jade, were clustered one after another, and they were falling one after another, shining with cold silver light.

It was cold, and the sudden heavy snow had lowered the temperature of the sky and the earth too much, and the residents of the streets put on thick clothes and started a new day.

Feng Jian Fei looked at the snowflakes fluttering in the sky in a daze, in his memory, the town of Falling Moon had not snowed so much, and this time coincided with the first day of the new year, did this sign?

He smiled dumbly, it seems that he is really a little nervous during this time, he can think of anything wrong, and he should take this opportunity to relax his tense nerves, after all, such free time is not much for him.

It snowed heavily for three days, and although the thick white snow covered everything, it also quietly moistened the living beings. Feng Jian Fei easily spent this short but happy time with his family and friends, the light of Tianwu Lingyu indicated that his vacation was over, reading the message transmitted, he packed his luggage and said goodbye to his family, and embarked on that cruel road again.

The white avenue, the isolated Shunfeng Pavilion, as always, waved goodbye to their relatives, Feng Jianfei and Han Li's figures began to drift apart, and suddenly Feng Jianfei stopped, looking back at the snow-white town, and an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

Han Li looked at him puzzled and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jianfei shook his head gently, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, why is his emotions not under his control? is it reluctant? or something else? Why is it so uncomfortable!

He tried his best to control his emotions and walked away silently......

He didn't know that this parting might really be forever......