Chapter 11: Goodbye Lingshan

Yue Buqun and the three of them could all sense their own things from the sword intent of the night wind, Yue Buqun saw protection, Feng Qingyang saw leisure, and Ning Zhong saw compassion.

The three of them looked at the night wind blankly, their eyes did not blink, and slowly some changes appeared in the bodies of the three of them, first of all, Yue Buqun, the sword intent of the rising sun slowly changed towards the guardian sword intent, and the breath on the body also broke through to the late stage of the peak, followed by the wind Qingyang, the sword intent of the wind is the sword intent of the fast, although the power is good, but it has only reached the level of the beginner path, and now under the sword intent of the night wind, he gradually realized his artistic conception, and slowly moved closer to the artistic conception of leisure, and the breath on his body gradually became stronger, although it has not yet reached the peak but it is fast。

Only the sword intent on Ning Zhongze's body was about to come out, but it was always a little short, and when the night wind saw this, he shrouded the sword intent towards Ning Zhongze.

Being in the world of sword intent, Ning Zhong seemed to have returned to the time when he first practiced swords.

"Father, what is a sword, why does Ning'er want to practice sword?"

"The child's sword is your partner, and practicing the sword is practicing the heart, since you are a person in Huashan, how can you not practice the sword?"

"But the swordsmanship is really difficult, and Ning'er doesn't want to practice it. ”

"Children, you have to remember that practicing a sword is to hone your will, your heart is your sword, and when your sword is pointing, it is where your sword is!"

"Father, Ning Er understands!" Ning Zhong muttered to himself with a tear on his face, and the sword intent on his body suddenly gushed out majestically, surging and like a spring breeze, and his cultivation was promoted to the middle stage of the peak under the sword intent.

It wasn't until the three of them came back to their senses that they realized the change in their cultivation, their eyes flashed with excitement, looking at the night breeze, and the wind said clearly: "Feng'er! How can your sword intent contain so much artistic conception?"

Yefeng shook his head and said, "Uncle Taishi, the disciple doesn't know either, but the disciple gradually understands a sentence under the influence of the Tao Te Ching, so he has an all-encompassing sentient sword intent." Heaven and earth are unkind and all things are dogs, and saints are unkind and people are dogs, since everything is equal in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, why can't the disciples turn ruthlessness into affection, and the invisible into tangible?"

As the night wind spoke, the sword intent rose even higher, like the great love of the Heavenly Dao, like the love of all things: "Since the disciple doesn't want to be that ruthless puppet, then he has no choice but to reverse the ruthless sword path and turn it into a sentient sword way!"

"That's a good point!" Feng Qingyang sighed and said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, although in the eyes of heaven and earth, all things are equal, but we are born as human beings, how can we give up our feelings, if that is the case, won't our cultivation become an empty word!"

"That's good!" Yue Buqun also nodded and agreed: "Feng'er, you can comprehend the affectionate sword intent from the ruthless sword intent, it is indeed beyond the expectations of the teacher, but because of this, the teacher hopes that you can continue and walk out of an unprecedented path for yourself!"

After all, there are very few people like Yefeng who can create their own path, and most people just form their own path on the shoulders of their predecessors, while it is very difficult for someone like Yefeng to create a path compared to the former, but at the same time, the possibility of his preaching is also greatly increased.

"Disciple understands!" said Night Wind respectfully to the two of them.

"Okay! Don't talk, Feng'er, since you're out of the customs, go down the mountain to live, don't think about the cliff, it's useless to even take care of someone, how can you let the master rest assured! Look at you, you've lost weight. Ning Zhong looked at Ye Feng's slightly emaciated face, stretched out his hands and stroked it, and said with a slight pain in his heart.

"Master, the purpose of this retreat has not been achieved?" said Ye Feng, a look of embarrassment gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Yue Buqun.

"Okay! It's not a retreat, let's go down the mountain! You don't have to look at your master, my master has already decided for you. After speaking, he glared at Yue Buqun, and regardless of whether the night wind was willing or not, he pulled him towards the bottom of the mountain.

Yue Buqun stretched out his hand and touched his nose, a wry smile in his heart, he found that now he seemed to have a lower and lower status in Ning Zhongze's heart, but in the face of Ning Zhongze, he always had a sense of guilt, so he could only back down everywhere.

"Haha! Master, the old man is also one step ahead!" Feng Qingyang looked at the appearance of several people's little daughters, laughed twice, and flew towards the bottom of the mountain like a breeze.

Yue Buqun looked at the empty Siguo Cliff, felt helpless for a while, turned around and flew down the mountain.

Down the mountain, the night breeze was pulled by Ning Zhong and came directly to the "Luoxia Xuan", the current "Luoxia Xuan" is not the same as before, not only the scenery is beautiful, the pavilions and pavilions are hidden between the trees, natural harmony, giving people a very elegant feeling like a fairy, facing the breeze full of flowers, the night breeze is also relaxed.

Coming to the backyard, a little girl's laughter filled the garden.

"Giggles, giggles, Sister Xiaocui, you can't catch me, you can't catch me. "The sound is as crisp and pleasant as a yellow bird.

The night breeze lit up in front of her eyes, and a delicate little girl with pigtails ran around in the garden, and a girl in a maid's costume chased closely behind her.

"Shan'er, who do you see coming?" Ning Zhong shouted at Yue Lingshan.

"Mother, who is it?" The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Ning Zhongze, and her bright little face was full of smiles, and she ran over to Ning Zhongze.

"Do you know each other?" Ning Zhong said to Yue Lingshan with a smile in his eyes, and after speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Feng with a smile.

Ye Feng smiled embarrassedly, reached out and touched his nose, and said helplessly to Yue Lingshan, who was still confused: "Xiao Shan'er, have you forgotten your senior brother! Senior brother is about to cry!"

"Are you Senior Brother?" Yue Lingshan stretched out her little hand to the Night Wind Road, and after speaking, she turned her head and snorted and ran towards Xiao Cui, saying as she ran: "I won't pay attention to you, bad senior brother, stinky senior brother!"

"Master, look!" Night Wind shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Little junior sister doesn't seem to recognize me. ”

"Giggles!" Ning Zhong covered his mouth, and said with a smile: "You don't want to think about how long you haven't seen Ling Shan, Ling Shan has been talking about you, but what about you, as soon as you come back, you will go into retreat, and you haven't seen Ling Shan for nearly a year, do you say Ling Shan can not blame you?"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand on his head and touched the grievances and said, "Master, it's not that you don't know the situation of the disciple, and besides, the disciple didn't mean it." ”

"Okay! Shan'er is also angry for a while, it will be fine in two days, you play with Shan'er here for a while, and the master will cook you a delicious meal!" Ning Zhong smiled and said gently.

"Okay! The night breeze whispered.

"Stinky boy, what are you polite to the master?" After speaking, he patted it on the night wind, smiled softly, and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

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