Chapter 10: Reverse Currents Become a River, Phantom Winds

The memory pushed open a skylight and put in a large area of moonlight, he remembered the nurturing grace of his parents for decades, remembered Chu Yue's voice, smile and gentle touching, and the child in her belly, remembered the master's earnest teaching, and scolded and laughed with his brothers and sisters.

Happy time is like a movie, playing in his mind, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, not letting the tears of passionate kissing with his eyes fall, and in his blurred eyes, he finally seemed to see Yiren's clothes fluttering, slowly coming......

Thoughts tug at the heartstrings, and a line of tears is a note on the staff.

I miss you in the dark night, it is a bright moon, my thoughts are the stars in the sky, the wind blows the mountains under my bangs to condense, only to frown, but on my heart.

I think of you in the gentle moonlight, it is the Limbo fairy, and my thoughts are the Milky Way of the nine heavens, eternal and eternal and the truth in the universe, once it begins, there is no end.

I am thinking of you in the flickering candlelight, it is a long poem, and my thoughts are the plain lines of the poem, and the fragrance of ink lingers in the bottom of my heart.

I miss you in a faint dream, it is the green lotus in front of the Buddha, and my thoughts are the chanting of the day and night, the green light and yellow scroll for thousands of years just to see you, after several ups and downs, I have no regrets.

I'm thinking about you tonight, is there also a mottled night in another world? The bamboo shadow gently shakes the light shadow, and the wind whispers softly. Thinking that you are the glimmer of dawn, I will pick up the long sword to cut through the thorns, fight bloodily, cut off the darkness, and wait for my sword to break through the void and return, and then travel with you all over the world. Under the moon in front of the window, a total of candles are cut.

Happiness is when I think about you, and you happen to think about me too.

Ling Xingchen knew that Yiren must have been thinking about him at this time, but he was not happy. Not in the same sky, not in the same world, see each other indefinitely, as if heaven and man are separated, how can we talk about happiness?!

"The moonlight and green bamboo are accompanied by the breeze, and the sleepless night is hidden.

A heartstring sent to the bright moon, and he met every day to listen to you. ”

Ling Xingchen looked up at Mingyue, tears blurred his eyes, and he groaned softly. It's just that the world has changed, and the bright moon and breeze tonight, I'm afraid I can't understand his language, and I can't understand his mood, right? But no matter what, he must go back in the future, no matter what the cost!

Ling Xingchen found a stone in the depths of the bamboo forest, far away from the Golden Tiger, and lay down, pillowing his hands and looking at the sky.

Separation is not happy, it is difficult to sleep alone, it turns around, the mind is full of beautiful moments, and the thoughts have become rivers against the current.

"I want to go back to my hometown / and come back to her side again / to see his gentleness and kindness / to soothe my heartache ......"

He cried and hummed a song, crying like a complaint, and couldn't help but ask himself: "When will I be able to return to the earth and see my parents and Yue'er, and see my brothers and sisters?"

Retracting his thoughts and sighing lightly, he understood that it was not so easy to go back, especially in this world where the strong are respected. Only by surviving in this world of the jungle can there be hope of going back.

So one of the bones turned over, sat down cross-legged, and dispelled distracting thoughts. Soon, his mind was calm, his mind was empty, and his dantian was running, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth while refining the energy in his body.

Dawn, as if it was an indestructible sword, as soon as it was unsheathed, it swept through the sky and broke the root of darkness. I saw the morning sun rising, the sun was warm and bright, the wind was swaying the bamboo leaves, and there were paintings on the ground. A birdsong breaks the silence of the morning, followed by a cheerful cry to welcome the new day.

Ling Xingchen opened his eyes, and a trace of essence flickered. At this moment, he was full of energy, full of strength, and his dantian Xuan Qi was full of a lot. Although he didn't sleep all night, he was not tired at all, but his mind was clear, and his senses seemed to be much more sensitive.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up from the bluestone and jumped, his body was light, twisting his waist and neck in the bamboo forest, and the joints of his spine made a "click" sound, and he exhaled softly: "Cool".

The dantian is running, and the Xuan Qi flows through the meridians of the whole body, which is indescribably comfortable. He picked up a withered branch and couldn't help but practice his own Xingchen Sword Technique.

I saw that in the quiet green bamboo forest, Ling Xingchen was dressed in a white robe, as if he was incarnated as a young swordsman, his body was agile, his moves were sharp and imposing, although he had not yet created a mental method, and he used a tree branch, but every move was swung out, making a sound of cutting the air, and every style was full of power, even more powerful than the Flowing Cloud Sword and the Wind Knife!

Putting his sword into the sheath, his thin lips curled, the corners of his mouth crossed a beautiful arc, and his faint smile was brighter than the morning sun.

After immediately fighting the boxing technique, and practicing the Liuyun Sword Technique and the Wind Sword Technique again, with the increase of Dantian Xuan Qi and the understanding of the two martial arts, today's Liuyun Sword Technique and the Wind Sword Technique have reached a higher level. However, when practicing the Wind Knife Technique, I felt that although my body was sensitive, there was still a sense of obscurity in the combination of footwork and moves, and I did not reach perfection.

So he closed his eyes, turned on his brain at full speed, and replayed the one move and one style of the Wind Knife Technique and the Xuanqi operation route, preparing to improve it again.

I quickly made a discovery, so I simulated it while improving it, and the modification was completed in a few minutes.

Inspiration can be met but not sought, so he struck while the iron was hot, extracted the footwork of the wind knife technique, and his thinking was running rapidly, modifying and perfecting the footwork, and soon it became a new footwork.

After simulation, not only the Wind Blade can be used, but also the Flowing Cloud Sword. With this footwork, whether it is the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique or the Wind Sword Technique, whether it is speed or power, there is a qualitative improvement.

Ling Xingchen was very excited in his heart, since the footwork was born from the Wind Knife Technique, it was named after the Wind Sword, but what if not only the Wind Knife and the Flowing Cloud Sword could be used, but also used alone?

After several analyses and experiments, he quickly created a mental method: fluttering, like a limbo, fast as the wind, and a phantom infinite......

If someone is around, you will find him flying fast, leaving only a string of afterimages, just like the special effects in a martial arts movie. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Let's call it Phantom Wind Walk, haha."

Ling Xingchen began to complain about God's injustice, others crossed over, either magic or artifacts or beautiful women like clouds or something, but now he also knew that what he had crossed over was a more demonic talent. The possibility of returning to Earth has increased by one point. The corners of Ling Xingchen's mouth unconsciously outlined into a very excited arc.

Ling Xingchen recalled his previous state, if the thinking speed at that time was Mercedes-Benz, then the current speed was Maybach, he was surprised and delighted, and the single-mindedness just now was many times stronger than before the crossing, and many analyses were completed in an instant.

The so-called people are in good spirits at happy events, and Ling Xingchen, who is proud, suddenly felt that the dantian that was running was slightly stagnant, and there was a trace of consciousness in his mind, which seemed to be a light snort, full of disdain and disdain.

When Ling Xingchen went to look for it again, it was as if nothing had happened. So he didn't think much about it, so he cast the Phantom Wind Step, and used the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique and the Wind Sword Technique to the fullest, and found that it was perfect.

With a light roar, Xuan Qi moved all over his body, casting a phantom wind step, leaving only a string of afterimages, and a few breaths appeared beside the Golden Tiger.

But what came into view, he assured that absolutely all the friends were stunned, and he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

I saw the golden tiger lying on the stone and posing as a "big" The silver wolf lies on his back hunched, his head rests on his left arm, and his middle finger and index finger of his right hand are pointed together like a sword, presumably in his dreams are cultivated; the spotted leopard is lying on a stone, his legs are still in a meditative position; the fire fox is the only one who is still meditating, with his head down, but he looks at it like this, and there are two who share the same stone, one actually holds the other's feet, smacking his mouth and snorting, and the other simply holds someone else's on his chest and lies on his side between his twin strands, how funny and funny it is。

The emerald bamboos are carved like jasper, and from a distance it is a sea of turquoise. In the meantime, it is refreshing and pleasant, and it is a good place for literati and writers to recite poems, vacation and leisure and get close to nature.

Imagine the fragrance of tea, the lingering fragrance of ink, the high talk, the wind and the moon, and the endless emergence of good words and sentences. Or what a good place to go for idle clouds and wild cranes to retreat to the mountains and forests, tune the piano, and read the Golden Sutra? Not to mention that Ling Xingchen didn't have this mind at this moment, just this picture in front of him was really ruining the scenery.

Ling Xingchen sighed lightly, it is not for nothing that he has only cultivated so much in the past ten years, and his feelings have been cultivated like this. The grade of martial arts is one thing, and the dedication is another, and he couldn't help but think of those junior brothers when he first started, and their appearance came to mind unconsciously.

"Ahem, ahem. Ling Xingchen put away his thoughts, raised his right hand and clenched his fist between his mouth and nose, and coughed a few times deliberately, but they didn't react, they had an idea, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Xueying, what did you bring in something delicious?" Ling Xingchen deliberately raised his voice this time and shouted, "What? Don't give them food? Okay, okay." ”

"Delicious?"

"Something delicious made by Snow Eagle?"

"Don't rob it, it's all mine. ”

......

Snow Eagle's cooking skills are indeed very good, this is not Ling Xingchen mentioned that Snow Eagle made delicious food, everyone had a reaction, the person had not woken up, but the response was crossed, and they all hurriedly got up, with a dazed face, rubbing their sleepy eyes and looking around, Jin Hu even stretched his neck, snorted, and wanted to smell the fragrance to find.

"Ahem, ahem" Ling Xingchen said with a smile on his face: "Did the brothers sleep well last night?"

Hearing Ling Xingchen's voice, they all looked embarrassed, and Jin Hu smiled and said, "Brother Xingchen got up so early? ”

"That's it, don't laugh at us. The silver wolf smiled embarrassedly.

"Why do you wake up so early, Brother Xingchen, don't sleep much?" said Sable, yawning.

"I'm sorry, I practiced hard last night, and I shouldn't have let Brother Xingchen spend the night with us in this forest. "The Firefox is as his name suggests, but he is a little weak when he talks about his earnestness in practice, and he seems to have a mirror in his heart about what everyone looks like. The others nodded.

"It's okay, I slept well last night and have a lot of energy. Ling Xingchen didn't care, and said with a smile: "You can practice the Wind Knife first, and you can learn from the old and learn the new, and you can be a teacher!"

Special thanks: Gu Xihe, I Beauty, Baal Xinyu, and Senior Brother Daoxuan came to visit and stay in ink!