Master Yuanmei said: "The wind has stopped for a few days and she has practiced light exercises, did you help her?" ”

Her expression was serious, about to condense into frost, and she insisted on seeing Zhu Xie through.

"Why did you do that, you know? You're hurting her, not helping her. She said bitterly, her tone heavy as a rock.

"I have my own measure......" Zhu Xie was silent.

They are from the same sect, but they do not come from the same master, so it is natural that there are differences in Taoist teachings.

In the blink of an eye, Yuanmei was gentle, stern, and solemn: "Must ...... Take that thing, give it to me for safekeeping, and return it to you when you go out of the mountain. ”

Her commanding tone, her furious eyes, and her powerful aura couldn't help but make people take a step back.

Zhu Xie only obediently listened to her arrangement, and said, "Well, it's good." ”

How can light skills be practiced so easily? However, the Sword Sutra, Ye Feng stopped and memorized it well.

One day, Ye Feng stopped dipping the brush in ink, and did it casually, drawing words on the palm of his hand, and Master Yuanmei saw it and misunderstood and blamed her - it was because he wanted to be lazy and cheat. Ye Fengzhi could only endure it silently, and swore in his heart that he would not live up to his master's expectations of her. Her face swelled and reddened, and her distant eyebrows gave up.

"Light work, according to ancient records, if the qi is successful, the muscles and bones are soft, and the hundred levels are smooth...... Adjust the body, breathe, and adjust the heart, ......" Master Yuanmei is above the waterhole, fluttering, and his clothes are empty.

Ye Feng stopped looking stunned, but he didn't understand what the master meant, maybe her understanding was too low!

"Practice one day at a time, and don't eat until you finish practicing!" As soon as the words fell, only Ye Feng was left alone.

Zhu Xie sighed, it's really too harsh, she's just a child!

Ye Feng stopped opening the ancient books, and the methods written on them were too profound and difficult to understand, easy to say but difficult to do.

was so anxious that Ye Feng stopped scratching his ears and cheeks from time to time, and he couldn't find a way out.

When she went out of the mountain, she could only give up her previous efforts, and regarded the treasure weapon "Hot Wheels" as a way to control light skills, according to Master Zhu Xie, as long as she put the "Hot Wheels" on the soles of her feet and trained them, she could use them freely.

Master Zhu Xie is really good to her, afraid that she will be hurt and sour a little, Master Yuanmei is also very good to her, harshness and whipping make her not arrogant or impatient, and she does not dare to slack off after crossing a hurdle, and she will go to the next level after one floor.

Being able to have this ability today is closely related to the teachings of the masters.

After practicing in Qiongyu Pavilion for two years, before leaving, Master Yuanmei warned Ye Feng to stop: "The wind stops, I know that the love of men and women is an extremely common thing in the world, but if you want to reach the top, you can't have the slightest distraction, so when your dream comes true, it's too late to think about it, and you must not give up halfway because of one thing." ”

"I'm ......" Ye Feng stopped blushing.

Master Yuanmei knew who the person she was thinking about was, but that person, Qiao Nan, was just an ethereal figure in a dream.

Before saying goodbye, the people she was most reluctant to give up were the two masters who were good to her, and she had secretly treated them both as well

became his own relatives and friends.

"The wind stops, take care of yourself, Master will definitely come to see you when you have time." This was the last thing Zhu Xie said to her before leaving.

A year later, after finishing his cultivation with Master Jian Nanxia, Ye Fengzhu understood what true feelings were, because Jian Nanxia was nothing more than a cold-hearted and ruthless person.

And half a year later, Master Yuanmei, who said that he would recover, had quietly passed away, silently, the bad news came, Ye Fengzhu couldn't believe and face the reality, how could such a strong and strong person die so easily? She didn't dare, didn't dare to covet her good to her, because she had told her that everything had to look forward, and things would be better in the future, but Ye Fengzhi realized that there would never be such a person in the world again.

Jian Nanxia couldn't stop crying when he saw Ye Feng, and then there was a silent drizzle - after squishing and matching, it was the last nostalgia of tears, one by one, hitting the heart, where it was originally a barren land, and after being carefully watered by the master, it regenerated the vitality, weeds and even the last lush forest.

The flower will not wither and wither easily, because it has already laid a solid foundation.

"The wind stops, keep practicing! Stick to it......" That was what Ye Feng said to herself, imagining that it was Master Yuanmei whispering in her ear, as strict as ever, with a look that could not be relaxed.

Without any care from Jian Nanxia, he would never lend a helping hand or even say a greeting when she was confused or faced with any difficulties, he was ruthless and cold-blooded, making Ye Fengzhu, an apprentice, commonplace and even cold-hearted.

It turns out that there is no one in the world who should be good to you, no obligation, and no reason.

This is the case with Jian Nanxia, he only abides by his duty, and any other concern will only cause him trouble or crisis.

The heart is cold, the heart is cold, and even insensitive, numb.

Under the infection of this atmosphere, Ye Fengzhu gradually became indifferent, like the cold front of the sword, there is only purpose, only success or failure.

As early as a few months ago, Master Yuanmei died, why did she insist on not telling me, was she afraid that I would worry?

Zhu Xie came to visit and said, "First, Yuanmei is worried that you will ...... because of her On the other hand, because Qiongyu Pavilion cannot be left without an owner for a day, she is worried that announcing that her death will cause a crisis, which will lead to chaos in Qiongyu Pavilion. ”

"So you can't bear to hide it?" Ye Feng stopped, her heart was still in pain.

"So, is there anyone in Qiongyu Pavilion now?" Ye Feng stopped looking worried.

"With the support of your fellow senior sister."

"Oh." Ye Feng replied coldly, relieved at the same time, his heart also chuckled, after all, the master felt that my ability was not enough, although my ability was indeed not able to catch up with that person, but I was confident that I would catch up step by step.

"The words have come to this, the wind has stopped, you have to take care, don't live up to my expectations, and don't live up to Master Yuanmei's expectations of you...... Do you know? Your master said to me that you are the hardest-working, most diligent, most potential, and most progressive apprentice she has ever seen. ”

"Really?

Ye Feng stopped trembling and said in a trembling voice, so excited that he burst into tears.

"Yes, so no matter what, keep up with the good work and don't disappoint our expectations of you." Zhu Xie Dao.

"Hmm." Ye Feng stopped cutting the railway.

"That'...... I can take a look at Master's ...... Graves? Ye Feng stopped asking.

"No, not yet." Zhu Xie Dao.

Ye Fengzhu never asked Zhu Xie why, as long as he wanted to explain, he would naturally explain it, and if he didn't want to explain, he naturally had his hidden intentions.

When drunk and singing, what is life? For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang.

Ye Feng stopped taking out a jar of wine, which was a good wine that Jian Nanxia had treasured for two years.

The moon is bright in the sky, and the night is hazy. Looking for the wine glass, it poured out, and the aroma of wine overflowed. When the wine flows into the throat, there is a burning sensation, which is so spicy that it makes people breathe fire. Ye Feng stopped drinking slowly, even if she was discovered by Master Jian Nanxia, she was not afraid. Why can the master drink, the apprentice can't drink, why as an apprentice, you have to endure the master's ignorance for no reason, she is not an object, but also a person with flesh and blood and feelings.

She was like an artifact, and the more she shone, the more he ignored it, taking it for granted, as if she had nothing to do with him.

Ye Fengzhu also understood a truth more and more - people's hearts are indifferent.

Who knows, this is his so-called kendo, hard training, you have to accept such loneliness, grow alone, suffer alone, find a way out alone, peel off the darkness, and reappear the light.

The way of the sword is ruthless, but the human heart is affectionate, so Ye Fengzhu feels that he is a hypocritical and ruthless master, who is good to everyone, but not good to her, she doesn't know why, what is the reason, so her heart endures little by little and is difficult, and she is about to drip blood, hidden in the wind, wrapped in that fiery beating heart, and let it gradually passively get used to it.

Maybe it was the Master who trusted her and believed in her abilities, which was an excuse she made for the reality she was facing.

Half a year has passed, and there is still half a year before the years of opening the master.

In Cuiping Pavilion, Ye Feng stopped spending three months in a row, and during these three months, she was in a trance due to excessive efforts and excessive study, and almost went mad.

Master Jian Nanxia definitely didn't notice it, and he didn't care about her feelings at all.

It's okay, she finally has no one to love and no one to hurt......

The reason why she fell into the predicament of going mad is that she is short of the last hurdle before she can break through the realm.

But how can it be so easy? She was stuck in a bottleneck, unable to breathe, unable to struggle, and wanted to get out, but had already found that she couldn't extricate herself.

This uncomfortable feeling cannot be described in words, helpless, isolated, just waiting to die...... to rescue her, she knows, either go to hell or wait for heaven.

All the work was lost, and at that moment, all her efforts felt like they were in vain.

Still, it doesn't matter anymore.

The person she loves the most, the master she loves the most, is Yuanmei and Zhu Xie, and she follows the cut

Fish has nothing to do with it, cut fish - that's the nickname of Master Jian Nanxia.

Her achievements and failures have nothing to do with him, she can face him squarely, fearlessly, and without shame.

But she thought that she could accept the reality and face the future without incident, but it was just avoidance, and the great frustration quietly tormented her, after a short period of calm.

When she stepped into Cuiping Pavilion, she was nothing, she climbed up step by step, step by step, it was difficult, and finally became the first apprentice of his master of Jiannanxia.

But now she is nothing, she is not the first, and she will eventually be nothing in his eyes, she knows that she finally failed his expectations, and he should have treated her coldly, how can she expect her to break through the miracle and become the first?

From the moment she stepped out of Cuiping Pavilion, she had no nostalgia and no emotion.

A few months later, during the tour, Ye Fengzhu dared to find out who the top one or two were - Qingxia and Hongqiong had broken through the realm, and they were originally behind her.

These two used to be her best friends, but now they are nothing more than inexplicably ridiculous and ridiculous, and have become her enemies and strangers.

Master Jian Nanxia originally favored Qingxia, and now that everything is as he wants, he should be very happy.

When I said goodbye to her, I smiled lightly, as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

He must have never tasted the kind of piercing taste that left deep on Ye Fengzhu's body!

(End of chapter)