The wind, like the erratic clouds, like a rushing spring, like the big hand that pushes the wanderer forward, like a steel knife scraping the bones, like an inscrutable human heart, makes people shudder. And the wind of the Snow Rock Domain is like a messenger from hell, cold, biting, and ruthless, inadvertently taking life away.

The lights flickered, pulling and writhing the shadow of the boy on the bed

The young man sat there motionless with his eyes closed as if he were an old monk, and his hands were casually clasped between his knees, as if he were making some kind of gesture.

At this moment, the young man who had been sitting for a long time had not moved, his eyes trembled slightly, and the next moment he slowly opened them.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Qin Feng looked at the sky outside the window, thinking that it was late at night:

"I didn't expect that this sitting was more than two hours, and I still didn't get anything, except that during the day, Qiling felt the Xuanhai at that moment, and there was no movement at all afterwards, it seems that it is not as simple as imagined......"

Qin Feng muttered in a low voice!

Then he got up and got out of bed, came to the door and gently opened the closed wooden door, at this moment, a strong and biting cold wind, with a trace of snowflakes rushed in violently, a trace of snowflakes slapped the young man's cheeks, blowing the young man's hair back in a bun. Feeling such a strong cold wind, Qin Feng shuddered, then quickly closed the wooden door, came to the bed, turned over and continued to meditate.

Light is like flowing water

Qin Feng felt every inch of his body, but he still didn't see the shadow of the Xuanhai for a long time, as if the Xuanhai didn't exist at all, as if what he experienced during the day was like a dream, so unreal.

I don't know how long later, the candle flame in the room seemed to burn out, slowly extinguished in a few flickering, and there was gradually a glimmer of light outside the window, as if announcing that a new day was coming.

At this time, Qin Feng's heart was calm, as if he had lost contact with the outside world, and in this feeling, he didn't know how long he had been inducting, and suddenly a cyan beam of light appeared from nowhere, and then disappeared in a flash. There was a roar in Qin Feng's mind, as if he had been hammered hard by someone else with a hammer, and then he retreated from this artistic conception, and various voices from the outside world filled his mind.

Qin Feng opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said with some unwillingness:

"It's just a little bit there!"

Later, his eyes swept out of the window, and the sky was already bright. It's just that the weather is a little bad today, with clouds and howling winds outside mixed with goose-feather snow, violently beating the whole city.

After a while, Qin Feng continued to meditate cross-legged.

In a moment, his eyes opened again, and he frowned:

"How can this be? I can't calm my mind, is it because I've been meditating for too long?"

As he spoke, Qin Feng closed his eyes again, but this time he opened them again faster than the last time, and his brows furrowed even more.

Rolled over and got out of bed, opened the door and walked outside.

When he came to Uncle Liu's door, Qin Feng raised his hand and patted him, and when he heard Uncle Liu's response, he pushed open the door and went in. At this time, Liu Bo was sitting in front of the Dan furnace, staring intently at the fire in the Dan furnace, when he saw Qin Feng coming in, he casually pointed to the table next to him, meaning that Qin Feng was sitting in the past, Qin Feng turned his head, and saw a petite figure sitting next to the table, dressed in purple, Chu Chu was moving, but the pale face and weak expression were pitiful.

Qin Feng came to Yan'er's side, touched her hair with his hand, and looked at this person who grew up with him! Qin Feng not only felt a sense of distress in his heart:

"Yan'er, I have successfully enlightened my soul and will soon become a monk, I will definitely cure you, believe me, I will..."

"Thank you, Brother Feng, Yan'er believes it!"

"Ahem"

A cough interrupted the conversation between Qin Feng and Yan'er, and I saw Liu Bo standing next to him, not far away, looking at him, Qin Feng smiled slightly embarrassedly:

"Lyuber. ”

Uncle Liu snorted:

"Is there something wrong with you kid running to me early in the morning?"

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and handed a pale yellow pill to Yan'er:

"Good Yan'er, come, after eating Grandpa, you just refined the Gathering Blood Pei Yuan Pill for you, your body is too weak now!"

Yan'er wrinkled her petite jade nose, then took the pill, put it in her mouth and swallowed it, and soon a trace of ruddy appeared on her pale face.

Qin Feng settled his mind:

"Last night, I felt the Xuanhai according to what Uncle Liu said, but I found nothing, so I came to ask Uncle Liu!"

Liu Bo thought for a while, and said lightly:

"Let me tell you a short story, once upon a time there was a little medicine boy, after the enlightenment of the soul can not feel the Xuanhai, one day, the master asked him to look at a furnace of Dan, the medicine boy felt bored, is worried about the Xuanhai, eyes staring at the fire in the Dan furnace without blinking, at a certain moment he found that the fire seemed to be staring at him, and then entered a wonderful feeling, until he woke up like the next day's dusk, and then he was surprised to find that he could feel the Xuanhai. ”

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that his Xuanhai attribute is fire. ”

After listening to Uncle Liu's words, Qin Feng was thoughtful for a while, then turned around and pushed the door and walked out!

"Grandpa, Brother Feng, what is he?"

Yan'er said with some doubts!

Liu Bo smiled slightly:

"He, what does he seem to have enlightened?"

Outside the courtyard, Qin Feng stood in the wind and snow, and then sat cross-legged, completely ignoring the cold snowflakes around him.

The wind blew through Qin Feng's hair horns, blowing that strand of hair wantonly. At this time, Qin Feng's heart was calm, and he couldn't feel the cold wind of the outside world like a knife scraping bones, time passed little by little, and the scattered snow completely covered Qin Feng, standing there like a snowman.

After a few hours, the scattered snowflakes gradually became smaller, and Qin Feng still did not move at all while sitting in the snow, as if an old monk had settled down, as if he had entered a certain realm.

At this time, Qin Feng's mind was quiet to a terrifying point.

"Huhuhu......"

I don't know where a slight breeze seems to be blowing, leading Qin Feng's peaceful mind to a place where I don't know where it is?

The next moment, Qin Feng's mind felt a burst of misty blue light enveloping it, and finally slowly fused until it could respond to the mist.

"Weng..."

As if something had been shattered, a soft sound came from Qin Feng's body.

The snowman in the courtyard who had not moved for a long time, at this moment, gently moved and pulled the slightest crack appeared on its surface, and after a while, an arm stretched out from inside, and then the whole snowman cracked and scattered.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Qin Feng swept around:

"Finally it worked!"

Refining a heavy !!

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