I. The Struggle of the Worlds (1)
"It's spicy!" Wei Fei took a breath and pulled out a napkin to wipe the sweat off his head.
"Don't you like spicy food?" Chen Feng looked out the window.
"What do you look at?"
This is a riverside restaurant in a small town in western Hunan Province. The town is small and the river is not wide, only allowing the unique bamboo rafts to pass by. The river water is crystal clear, and the reef shows different refractions underwater, which makes people worry about the two rows of bamboo rows running opposite each other on the river.
Looking down from the location of the restaurant, on the bamboo row on the left are two men with colorful scarves on their heads, one standing at the end of the row, and the other holding a penny. On the bamboo row on the right is a middle-aged man.
The river flows from left to right from high to low, so it is strange that the bamboo raft on the left side of the downstream is actually going upriver without support, and it looks like it is about to collide with the right row going downstream.
Wei Fei was puzzled and was just about to speak, Chen Feng raised the wine glass in his hand and nodded to the front. I saw that there were two people sitting in front of the table by the window by the river, one on the left and one on the right, the dishes on the table did not move the chopsticks, but a lot of wine was consumed, and the dress of the two people was also the same as the two bamboo rows on the river.
After a moment of silence, the man on the right suddenly smiled and pushed the porcelain antique wine jug in front of him forward, "Brother Zhuang, we haven't seen each other for 10 years, right?" Come on, we're not drunk. ”
The other side snorted coldly, "It's only been 10 years, and I hope I'll never see you." As he spoke, he raised his glass and reached out to touch it.
With a soft sound, the two bamboo rows on the river suddenly started at the same time. Crashing together, the impact force made the bamboo rafts immediately split, and the thick bamboos at the mouth of the bowl, some flew sideways and some crossed and flowed downstream. The people in the queue seemed to have been prepared for the sudden impact, and swam away after falling into the water.
After the sound, the wine in the two cups splashed, and the two of them raised their heads and drank without looking at the bamboo rafts on the river.
After a while, the man on the right sighed again, "Brother Zhuang, you are still the same as 10 years ago. ”
"You haven't changed."
The tone of the man on the right was full of sighs, "Since I was a child, you and I have always fought openly and secretly, and the last time we met was here 10 years ago, right?" ”
"I thought that after 10 years, time could change a little, but I didn't expect to ......meet in this restaurant 10 years later," Brother Zhuang said lightly.
"In the past 10 years, I have indeed forgotten the dispute in the past, but ......," the tone of the man on the right changed, "even you and I can stop for 10 years, why do you kill my disciples in a row?" ”
Brother Zhuang was taken aback and stood up, "You...... Say what? He and the other party have known each other since they were teenagers, and they have been friends and foes for decades, and the relationship is very strange and complicated, the two belong to different sects, and the open and secret fights have never stopped, and there are always grievances between the two factions, but the competition between the two has always been straightforward, and the accusation of "killing my disciples in a row" is too heavy.
Brother Zhuang quickly calmed down, "Sun Xi, do you need me to kill your disciples?" ”
Sun Xi looked at him for a while, and suddenly grinned again, his whole person was round and fat, and he looked like a smiling Buddha, "Sit down, do it, Brother Zhuang, in fact, I don't believe that with your identity, you will attack the ordinary disciples in my sect, it's just ......"
He reached out and picked up the chopsticks in front of him, and put his small head on the plate with his small head up, and with a "whew", a bench next to him stood up, as if there was an invisible thin line that could not be seen by the naked eye.
Brother Zhuang's face showed a trace of amazement and unconscious smile, he sat down again, and also picked up chopsticks and put them in front of him, and another bench on the side also stood up, swaying a little bit, corresponding to Sun Xi's one.
Wei Fei became interested, "What kind of spell is this?" With his current realm, he can naturally see that the bamboo rows on the river collided, and these two benches were all made by Brother Zhuang and Sun Xi. And between the two of them, there was neither a spell nor a hand, no matter how mysterious the spell was, it was just borrowing a spell or directly activating its own energy, but Wei Fei did not sense the fluctuation of the true qi of spiritual power, you must know that his psychic power at the moment is already a little hot, although he himself is still confused, and he can't compare with Chen Feng in terms of knowledge, but there may be some things in the potential consciousness that Chen Feng can't know.
The two benches followed the fingering of Brother Zhuang and Sun Xi, who were wrapped in colorful scarves on their heads, and the chopsticks in their hands were amazing, like two long snakes fighting each other.
"Why can't I sense any fluctuations?"
Chen Feng explained in a low voice, "It's just a small technique of the five elements, it's just the power of the five elements." Gold, wood, water, fire and earth are everywhere, it is the most basic thing in the world, you have no way to cultivate, it is naturally not easy to sense, and your psychic is just two layers of spirituality and spirituality. After thinking about it, he picked the simplest mantra of the Qi Sense Machine and taught it to Wei Fei.
Wei Fei ran the mantra, squinted slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a new world was revealed, only to see that the surrounding objects and utensils were indeed full of light, each according to the five elements, the water color was black, the wood color was blue, the fire color was red, the earth color was yellow, and the gold color was white. The two benches that collided were even more blue, much deeper than the other wooden objects. There was such a heavy wood smell on the two ordinary benches, and it was clearly the result of man-made.
When he saw Chen Feng in a blink of an eye, Wei Fei found that there was also colored light on Chen Feng's head that extended vertically upward, with the bottom layer of white, red, yellow and blue at the top, and the light purple that was hazy and faint from time to time. And Brother Zhuang and Sun Xi's heads showed the same color, both white, red and yellow, flashing in rare blue. It seems that this kind of light should be a manifestation of the cultivation level.
Wei Fei was stunned, no wonder Chen Feng said that phosgene can't be seen unless he "opens his eyes", and it really can't be seen by ordinary people.
At this time, the two benches stumbled slowly towards the side where Chen Fengwei Fei was sitting. Chen Feng frowned, the people who dined upstairs were just him and Zhuang Sun, and the waiter didn't know where to go after serving the dishes and drinks, could it be that this Zhuang brother Sun Xi was acting in a play, but he was actually coming for him Chen Feng?
Just as they were hesitating, the two benches collided again, and the two ends that were cocked intentionally or unintentionally collided against each other and slammed into their table.
Chen Feng glanced at the corners of his mouth disdainfully, "Five elements traction, hum ......" muttered a few inaudible formulas, picked up a stainless steel spoon in the soup plate, and knocked it on the table.