Since that time, Hua Feng clearly remembers the pain of being slapped away by that monster, like, watching the cherished things being snatched away by others, and he is powerless to return to the sky, that sense of cowardice makes him feel ashamed, he vows to become stronger, he remembers the promise, to protect her well.

Uncle taught him, promised, and remembered!

Every day, when the rooster crows, he goes to the mountains to meditate and practice the exercises. In addition to strengthening the body, he will also go up the mountain with the hunting team to hunt rare beasts.

Eleven years later,

The sun was already halfway up the mountainside, and an adult moose was galloping through the forest, followed by a young man with a wooden bow and arrows on his back, swinging rattans, skimming over the branches, and his body was light, like the swift wind, flying in the dappled sunset forest.

He is Hua Feng.

At this time, Huafeng has long since shed its previous childishness, and its handsome face has a more mature temperament, and the eyebrows vaguely show the spirit of the supreme king.

I saw that he was extremely fast, and in a short time he overtook the running moose.

The wind stopped, and like a fluttering leaf, it landed on a branch in front of it.

After a while, he leaped to the next branch, and with his feet on the trunk of the tree, he climbed up to the top of the tree, and if he looked closely, he saw that his feet were not completely trampled on the trunk of the tree, but pointed, and where the tips of his feet were pointed, there would be air ripples, which was very wonderful.

This is what his uncle taught him, the empty footwork, the beginner is able to walk on the water, the intermediate is able to walk vertically, and the advanced can even walk upside down on the top surface, moving freely.

Legend has it that when this footwork reaches its completion, you can walk in the sky, step on the air, step on nothingness, and walk to the sky step by step!

When Hua Feng jumped to a certain height, the moose just galloped away from below, Hua Feng jumped down with a loud shout, and at the same time took out the bow and arrow behind him, bent the bow, and shot the arrow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa

The first arrow was shot in front of the moose, startling its footsteps, the second arrow was shot at the back of the moose, cutting off its path, and the third arrow hit the moose's head and killed it.

"Hey, it's a pity that the skull of a moose is another one!" Xiao Sheng chased after the hunters, "Stinky boy, why don't you kill this beast with one arrow." ”

Hua Feng took back the bow and arrows, which were made of high-quality wood, and the carvings on the handle of the bow were vivid and extraordinary, simple and elegant.

Hua Feng said calmly: "Because he is my prey, he will never have half a way to live." ”

Then he looked at Xiao Sheng with a smile, "Uncle Xiao Sheng, it's not terrible to see me imitate my uncle!"

Grunt~

"It's a bit like ~ a kitten in the back mountain!" Xiao Sheng nodded kindly, "Okay, go home, your stomach is protesting" and then picked up the moose and went down the mountain.

"I'm not a cat, I'm a tiger, okay?" Hua Feng listened, was stunned, and quickly chased after him.

In addition to practicing and hunting, Hua Feng would also find various partners to test the exercises, and even challenge his uncle, although he was repeatedly defeated, he still persisted and did not give up.

"Oh, uncle, take it!" Hua Feng rolled and hit the patriarch, and the patriarch was about to buckle him off with his backhand, Fenghua flipped over, clamped the patriarch's arm with his legs, hung upside down on it, shook a punch, and kicked his feet with all his strength.

The patriarch blocked his chest with his palm, pushed Hua Feng out with a reaction, and said with a smile, "Good boy, it seems that the progress is quite fast!

Hua Feng smiled slightly, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to his uncle, "Please wait and see at that time!"

At night, the cool breeze in the sky gently washes away the hustle and bustle of the day, and the fragrance of flowers everywhere in the air is so refreshing. The stars are looming and shining in each other, and they shine alone in this quiet dark night.

Hua Feng sat alone under the old locust tree in the back mountain, enjoying the night scene, letting the night wind rustle and caress his face and whisper in his ear. Reveling in the good times, he remembers the fireflies dancing and the rabbits singing among the bushes.

And above his head, between the layers of leaves, there was a black and white shadow, slowly approaching him, one step, one step...... Quietly.

Hua Feng looked at the starry sky stupidly, he didn't know how long he had been staring like this, he only felt that the moon was getting brighter and brighter, and the starlight was getting more and more ethereal.

"Yuexue, where are you?"

He saw the distance, and a mysterious river appeared in front of him, and on the rippling blue river, there was a lonely boat floating swaying. The water connected the horizon, and the horizon was framed with purple mountains.

"Child, do you want to see her again?"

An old man who was close to the sixtieth birthday stood on the lonely boat and said to Hua Feng, the lonely boat floated in front of Hua Feng leisurely like a leaf on the surface of the water, and at some point, such an ocean of river water appeared in front of him.

Hua Feng opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound, he looked at the old man intently, got up and slowly walked to the river.

"Come, child, and I'll take you to make this wish come true. ”

The old man stretched out his old hand to Hua Feng, the hands were flushed, and the calluses on the palms were clearly visible, which should have been left over from ferrying on this river all year round.

Hua Feng followed the guidance and involuntarily walked to the lonely boat, he was no longer under his control, but all this was so reasonable, as he wished.

On the surface of the river, there are layers of water vapor, which casts the lights on the shore with mysterious colors, and the lonely boat sways and floats into the distance.

Hua Feng stood on top of the lonely boat, and only his own heartbeat could be heard in the silence around him. Gradually, the outline of the shore could be seen.

"If fate is a lonely river, who will be your soul ferryman?"

The old man asked Hua Feng in a low voice, he was hiding under the hat, and no one could see his expression. The dead wood-like hand stretched out again and slowly stroked Hua Feng's shoulder.

Hua Feng felt a trace of warmth flow into his body, and his whole body instantly became much clearer, he was always looking for her, in this world, who else could cross him?

Because the memory of being with her is engraved in Hua Feng's soul.

"That's her. If I meet her again in this life, I will never let her leave again, let alone suffer from this reincarnation again!"

This sentence did not come from Hua Feng's mouth, but from the depths of his soul.

The old man sighed and looked at the other side of the demon red like blood. The shore is full of flowers, and the flowers, with flowers and no leaves, bloom bewitching and lonely. Under the windless, swaying and colorful, as if dancing in a cold night, waiting for the old man who will never return, so beautiful, and sad.

Legend has it that there is a kind of peanut that grows on the banks of the Santu River, beyond the Three Realms and not among the Five Elements.

The Buddha said, the flowers bloom on the other side, the flowers bloom on the other side, only a ball of fiery red, the flowers bloom without leaves, the leaves grow without flowers, and they cherish each other but do not see.

The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death.

The old man's cloudy eyes glistened with tears, and he murmured softly. "Actually, sometimes it's better to forget than to remember!"

"The flowers bloom on the other side,

Broken intestines grass sorrow broken intestines.

But in front of the bridge,

Three lives before the stone is set for three lives. ”

There was a melodious song on the shore, it was the swaying flowers on the other side of the river singing in tears, over and over again, one after another.

The song echoed on the surface of the Santu River, and the originally calm and waveless river water swelled up, and thousands of ghosts howled and cried continuously.

Yes, love is born in the soul and fixed in the depths, how can it be so simple to say that it is forgotten!

The Ye Guzhou had already reached the shore, Hua Feng stepped ashore, turned around and didn't see the old man crossing the river, only heard the voice he left:

"Little baby, this time I won't charge you for crossing the river for the time being, if you want to write down the favor of my old bone, I still have to pay it back. ”

Hua Feng looked at the enchanting Manzhu Sawa everywhere, and his heart was desolate, and he felt inexplicably sad, just like the flowers on the other side, the flowers could not see the leaves, and they could not be seen in the end, and they were depressed.

Adjusting his mood, Hua Feng walked forward, and as soon as he stepped out, it seemed to alarm the injured flowers, and the flowers on the other side stopped swaying, and the petals floated into the air, flying all over the sky, gradually enveloping the world.

When the petals disperse, there is an endless starry sky in front of you, a grand hall stands in it, the stars are like a crystal bright gem embedded in the space outside this hall, the moon is thousands of miles, the stars and the moon are shining, just like a fairyland palace.

The main hall is made of tiles made of colorful glaze, pillars made of amethyst black yao, and floors and steps paved with flame lava.

Directly above the main hall is a black gold silk blue jade plaque, on which are inscribed with four big characters domineeringly:

'Temple of the Star and Moon'

The pillar was carved with a lifelike dragon pattern, opposite the phoenix on the pillar on the other side.

The splendid brilliance of the whole body of the temple is reflected with the light of the stars and moon, forming clusters of aurora lights floating outside the temple.

On the steps of the flaming lava, a man was dressed in a crimson robe, his black hair tied up and fixed with a crown of gilt jade, his eyebrows like willows, and his body like a jade tree.

He held a woman in his arms, step by step, step by step, and the lotus flower burst out from the flaming lava.

The woman was dressed in white, embroidered with butterfly patterns, and her green silk was scattered and danced in the wind. There is no powder on the face, but it still can't hide the stunning face, and the white jade bracelet on the wrist is lined with snow skin, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"Yue'er, we're back, do you see it?" the man looked at the woman in his arms lovingly, and said softly, his voice as soft as a spring day, and as sweet as a clear spring.

A drop of blood-red water dripped on the woman's snow-like clothes and bloomed into a bewitching flower. It was tears dripping from the man's handsome face.

"Do you remember this place that belongs to us?"

"Do you remember the promise we made here?"

"You told me not to avenge you, but why? They took away what I love the most!"

The man's hair fluttered in the air, he was originally a demon, the mark on his forehead emitted a black light, his eyes gradually turned red, and his voice became hoarse.

"Even if I hurt you this day, I will stab you this day, and even if this earth hurts you, I will cut down this land!"

"Just a god clan, what are you afraid of!"

He was furious, his voice filled with a majesty that shocked all things, and the supreme supreme aura made his roar resound through the heavens and the earth.

With each step, the stone steps were shattered, the floor of the main hall was shattered, and terrifying cracks stretched in all directions.