When autumn went to winter, Wu Feng received wax pills sent by Luo Tingyu.

At this time, Xue Xiyan's cultivation reached a critical time, and he was in retreat, and it was Miss Yun who accompanied him and added fragrance to his red sleeves.

In the quiet room, incense warms the room, and the light is like fog.

Wu Feng waved his sleeves like water, and slowly unfolded the parchment scroll on the case.

"The Shenxiao Army and the Yizhou Qingcheng faction had another border conflict, and Wang Jianxu launched an attack with superior forces, but was repelled by Gu Taineng with a hundred-foot sword tower. ”

Wu Feng's eyebrows shrugged slightly.

The incomplete hundred-foot sword tower used by the Shenxiao Army before had been broken by the Shentang once.

If the Hundred-Foot Sword Tower is not further improved, there is no reason why the Qingcheng Army can't help it.

"I'm afraid the Shenxiao Army is about to attack. Wu Feng muttered to himself.

Through the marriage of Sanhe, he strengthened his control over Xiangyang County, rebelled against the stepfather and son of the Mountain Sect, seized a large territory from Nanyang County, and now repelled the attack of the Qingcheng Army. Long Aotian's prestige is getting higher and higher, and he will inevitably launch another large-scale attack as soon as possible, and will not give Wu Feng a chance to breathe.

Yun Hailan also saw every word on Luo Tingyu's information.

Her flower face is faintly discolored.

"No matter how powerful the formation is, it can be offset by the numerical advantage. But our strength itself is not as good as the Shenxiao Army, if we are restrained by the hundred-foot sword tower again, a large number of troops......" Wu Feng knocked a few times with his hand and muttered.

"I didn't expect to kill Zen Master Xuezhai, and the hundred-foot sword tower can still continue to improve. Yun Hailan sighed: "Shenxiao's disciples are indeed full of talents, not comparable to Yang Qi's conservative people." ”

Wu Feng shook his head: "The key should be in Xue Zhai, he left the idea of continuing to improve." But the rest of Shenxiao, whether it is Long Aotian or Gu Taineng or Jing Zhisheng, can only be called talents, not geniuses. ”

Yun Hailan was surprised: "You mean...... Are there any flaws to be found?"

Wu Feng nodded: "Without the presiding over of a genius military master and a half-saint master like Zen Master Xuezhai, the formation is rigid and lacks flexibility, and there will definitely be a way to break it." ”

"After the Qingcheng faction fights with Shenxiao, there will definitely be a record, if you can get this record......

He rubbed his brow and groaned.

Previously, Wu Feng and Yun Hailan relied on the jade rope sword to deceive Dao Zhengfan, and infiltrated Phoenix Fort to assist in the battle, so that they could use the jade talisman to record the Dao power aura of the hundred-foot sword tower on the spot.

But the same method can't be used anymore, not to mention that Shenxiao and Qingcheng have already clashed this time.

While Wu Feng was thinking about how to steal the information of the Qingcheng faction, Yun Hailan gently played with his sideburns: "Why don't you communicate secretly with Qingcheng and ask Wang Jiansheng directly?"

Suddenly hearing these delicate words, Wu Feng was like an initiation.

It's really my own mistake, and the so-called wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts.

Qingcheng and Shenxiao are mortal enemies, and if the Shentang is destroyed, it will also be unfavorable to the Qingcheng faction.

Shentang also had a history of successfully breaking the hundred-foot sword tower, as long as Wu Feng promised to give feedback to the Qingcheng faction after getting the record, Wang Jiansheng must be very happy.

The next day, Wu Feng gathered his cronies to discuss secretly.

Yun Shui sent an envoy according to the request.

Qi Qi and several others objected on the grounds that Yun Shuiyi had just arrived, but Wu Feng overrode the public opinion and asked Yun Shuiyi to go to Yizhou with heavy gifts.

Yun Shui lived up to expectations, the two sides reached an agreement smoothly, and the latest information of the Hundred Feet Sword Tower was brought back by Yun Shuiyi.

After many deductions, Wu Feng came to the conclusion that if he made a slight adjustment on the basis of the last method, it would not be difficult to break the hundred-foot sword tower again.

But the last method didn't work.

It was only at this time that Wu Feng realized that although Shenxiao had lost the Xuezhai Zen Master, Bai Junlang had not recovered from his serious injuries on the Shentang's side, Su Mengzhen had died, and the loss of the master was even more serious!

Without a master to lead the team, it would be difficult to physically inflict an all-round blow on the 100-foot sword tower.

Yun Hailan said gloomily: "It would be good if I were in the realm of True Venerable, people are really useless......"

Wu Feng smiled leisurely, like a flowing wind washing jade: "I have a way." ”

Yun Hailan's eyes were shining, like pearls and beautiful jade: "Is there a way?"

Wu Feng gave her a relieved look: "Aunt Yun, have you forgotten my physique?"

Yun Hailan blinked, revealing a dazed look.

Wu Feng's eyes suddenly turned blazing: "The Tianyang physique is also called the body of no luck, it can't directly obtain qi luck itself, but it can capture part of its luck by killing the luck person. ”

"As I ascend to the realm of conquest of heaven, it is useless to kill ordinary people. But last time, I killed a genius in the half-saint realm like Zen Master Xuezhai!"

Yun Hailan was still puzzled: "In addition to helping people get opportunities, luck can indeed help those who get it through various difficulties. For example, if you have a lot of luck now, it may be easier to come up with a solution, but this is a difficult thing to say......"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "I have already obtained the secret method from the ancestors, what if you give me the ice and snow coral as a medicine guide, and sacrifice a part of the luck to the heavens, in order to find a solution?"

Yun Hailan was shocked: "No! You are now the master of a faction, and you need luck protection, if your luck is weakened, you will inevitably suffer from three calamities and five tribulations......

Wu Feng said calmly: "If this battle is defeated and the Divine Hall is destroyed, what is the use of being lucky?

Yun Hailan was gloomy and speechless.

Wu Feng asked for the Zhupan Yudun from the Wuzu Shrine, which was a sacrificial vessel left in ancient times, and had the special power to communicate with the heavens.

He was dressed in white, sitting upright, taking the ground ice and snow coral with several kinds of auxiliary medicines, and his expression was awe-inspiring.

Twelve kinds of divine gold were placed around him, forming a strange formation, and the fire was scorching, and the aura of hardware slaughter rose to the sky in an instant.

The power of the martial soul in the city was also attracted by the formation, flying around Wu Feng's body.

The wind of sorrow rises suddenly, and the ancient heroic spirits hiss fiercely in the wind!

"On the occasion of autumn, it is a sacrifice. Wu Feng was calm.

Yun Hailan held the knife in his hand, with a look of pity in his eyes, and held the blade in his bare hand, almost stabbing it on Wu Feng's ten fingertips at the same time.

Blood spurted out like a spring under the attraction of the formation.

Yun Hailan's expression changed greatly, and he never thought that just by pricking his finger, blood would burst out like this.

The pain of almost emptying his body made Wu Feng's body tremble, but he forced himself to be calm, his face was like ice and snow, his eyes were like morning stars, and he looked upright.

The gushing blood line did not fall on Yun Hailan's body, but fell into the plate, flowing endlessly, and gradually merged into a yin and yang fish pattern.

The blood light flickered brightly and dimly, and the red was dazzling.

Wu Feng bit the tip of his tongue again, and the blood on his tongue shot out like an arrow and landed on the plate.

"Take my heart's blood!" Wu Feng said resolutely.

Yun Hailan was shocked.

If you want to get the blood from your heart, you must pierce your chest, and the blade pierces the tip of your heart, which is the pain of piercing your heart.

This formation was so fierce and ferocious, it was impossible for Yun Hailan not to feel the killing intent in it.

The heroic spirits whistling in the wind kept singing, but the singing was not majestic at all, more like a ghostly resentful sound.

Wu Feng's voice was like cutting gold and cutting iron, with a compelling deterrent power, which made Yun Hailan involuntarily stab the knife.

A cracking sound made Yun Hailan think that he had pierced Wu Feng's heart, and he was shocked, but his heart was still intact in his senses, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Wu Feng bit his lip in pain, but his pupils were still clear.

The yin and yang fish condensed by the blood on the plate became thicker and thicker, but it never overflowed, and gradually converged into a three-dimensional sphere, in which the golden and red light flowed leisurely.

The twelve kinds of divine gold around you are glorious at the same time!

The brilliance gathers on the blood cells, and the bright color shines on the eyes.

Wu Feng's aura quickly became weak, and his qi luck drained through the void and merged into the blood cell.

Suddenly, flames erupted from the round blood balls, blazing fiercely.

It seems to turn into a dazzling sun in an instant!

The light was so bright that Wu Feng could barely open his eyes.

But he couldn't close his eyes.

In the midst of the flames, there were great avenue runes flickering, which may be the guidance given to him by the heavens.

Although the sharp pain permeated his body, which was a hundred times more terrible than tearing, Wu Feng still had to keep his mind calm and clear, trying his best to memorize and understand the mysteries in these runes.

The fireball burned out, there was no blood in the field, and the wounds on Wu Feng's body healed at an incredible speed.

The divine gold all over the ground also turned into colorful powder, and lost all of its spiritual power.

Wu Feng stood up, and the hem of his clothes swayed without wind.

Yun Hailan was surprised to find that although Wu Feng's face was pale and his breath was weak at this time, his eyes were full of wisdom and his temperament was as calm as an abyss, as if he had been reborn.

Although she is still a teenager, her invisible power makes it difficult for her to look at her.

"Did the heavens give you guidance?" Yun Hailan asked worriedly.

"It's hard to understand when you're confused, and you need to think about it yourself. Wu Feng said this, but he was not frustrated at all.

Yun Hailan was worried in her heart - after sacrificing so much luck, what should she do if she still can't think of a countermeasure?

For the next seven days, Wu Feng did not enter the water and rice, did not sleep, and spent days and nights thinking about the countermeasures of the 100-foot Sword Tower, as if he had gone mad.

Yun Hailan couldn't help but be worried, and repeatedly appeared to persuade him, but the strange thing was that Wu Feng looked even more energetic these days, and he couldn't see the slightest weakness and fatigue.

......

"The scenery outside the clouds is foggy and the bridge is bridged, and the phoenix platform remembers the. The fragrant and cold Jinyi empty court is late, and half a bottle of thin wine is poured on the palm. ”

Wu Feng wore a green robe, sat in the pavilion, his eyes squinted at the slowly sliding sunset, drank the sake in the jade cup, and sprinkled the wine on his left palm from time to time, the wine dripped clearly, and gently dripped on the white jade table along his slender fingers.

From time to time, Wu Feng dipped his fingers in the wine on the table, and made a few idle strokes, his fingers moved very slowly, but the strokes had the momentum of iron painting silver hooks.

The sky was full of gloomy clouds, Wu Feng's expression was light, and he stared at the eight big characters he had written.

The eight characters are divided into two groups, the first group is "the world Buwu", the true meaning of the martial ancestor, the gesture is strong, the edge is exposed, the second group of "the great sage's legacy", but it is a little less clear, a little impetuous.

Wu Feng was shaking his head, and at this time, a soft and soft voice sounded: "Xiao Feng, are you still deducing martial arts?"

I saw a beautiful mature woman dressed in blue, slowly approaching, rolling up a fragrant wind. The woman's neckline was opened very low, revealing two snowy semicircles, and the lower skirt was opened with a high fork, and the white thighs were dazzling, which was really tempting.

Wu Feng glanced at Yun Hailan and said, "The hundred-foot sword tower will not be broken for a day, and Gu Taineng and the others will not be eliminated for a day, how can I be at ease?"

Yun Hailan sighed: "The hundred-foot sword tower is the first battle of the Daomen, Yang Qi relied on this formation back then, he defeated the thirty-six warriors of Su Xinghe, and now it has been transformed and perfected by Shenxiao Dao, which is even more terrifying, and the warriors are born with a disadvantage in group attacks, where is it ordinary and easy to break?"

At this time, Yun Hailan caught a glimpse of the four words "Great Sage's Voice" written by Wu Feng, and said, "Do you want to rely on the sound attack?"

Wu Feng said: "Yes, the ecstasy sound of Wuwu's vein and the heart-destroying qin song are all methods of sound attack, but if they are lost, it is impossible to use them to break the formation, unless they can teach the sound to kill the uprightness, and the formation pattern is hard to shake, so that even if the hundred-foot sword tower has thousands of swords and thousands of magic weapons, it will not be able to support it if it suffers from sonic fury everywhere." ”

Yun Hailan put her hand on her cheeks and pondered: "In this way, the true power consumed is probably not a small number. Have you figured out what instrument to use?"

Wu Feng said: "Among the hundred music, only the qin is among the 'four friends of the literati' - 'qin, chess, calligraphy and painting', the seven strings of the yaoqin, the number of the Beidou, the rhythm is extremely wide, the timbre is clear, the lingering place takes the seven feelings, and the seven kills should be killed in the sky. It's a great way to entertain those gods. ”

Yun Hailan said: "Your specialty is calligraphy, and your piano skills are not outstanding, as an attack and killing skill, may you be handy?"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the most important thing is to entertain yourself, to sense the way of heaven and earth, those who can use their skills to step to the pinnacle of martial arts, have never been seen in ancient times." The technique itself, such as carving insects, cannot be used to comprehend the origin of heaven and earth through the technique. Now my third-rate piano skills, as long as I polish them a few times, I can't say that I will kill those cow noses all over the field, and the blood will flow like a river!"

Yun Hailan smiled, like a spring flower, extremely charming: "You have this confidence, it is naturally a good thing." So, why don't you take the piano now and let Aunt Yun listen to it?"

Wu Feng poked out a guqin from the Qiankun bag, this piano is carved from the above good paulownia wood, painted with varnish, with rhino canal animal tendons as the strings, the whole body is a phoenix style, and the color is ancient.

"The nature of the sky is from the forest, and it is hundreds of fathoms high. Ling Xiao does not give in to himself, and he has an open mind. The old roots are strong, and the leaves are more yin. When he thinks about it, he is willing to cut the lyre. Wu Fengqing recited an ancient poem, brushed his clothes and buttoned the strings, his eyes were level, his eyes did not look at the strings, and he played it with his hands.

The sound of the piano is like a flowing spring, the sound of Russia rises, such as climbing the high post, suddenly like the autumn wind, the soldiers suddenly rise, the spirit of slaughter is full, where Wu Feng flicks his sleeves, the true qi is poured into the piano, above the strings, the air arrow shoots out, the stone mountain outside the pavilion is excited by the true qi, it collapses, and the smoke and dust scatter.

This song is nameless, but it has its own meaning, Yun Hailan, who was listening to it on the side, sat beside Wu Feng, holding his cheek and tasting the piano, looking in a trance, and he was already deep in this realm.

But Wu Feng knows that his song is just decent, if Xue Xiyan is here, I don't know how many faults he can find.

He suddenly let out a long whistle, like a thunderbolt in the sky, and slammed the strings with his right hand, the sound was like a cracked silk, only to hear the sound of the piano, and the stone mountain in the courtyard was shattered inch by inch in an instant, turning into a white powder.

However, the guqin infused with true qi, even if it is not ordinary, it can't withstand such a violent true qi, and with a bang, the seven strings crack together, shatter, and turn into sawdust all over the table.

Wu Feng hurriedly waved his sleeves to drive away the flying sawdust, so as not to blow up the two of them all over their faces.

With a faint sigh, Yun Hailan said: "After all, is it still not possible?"

Wu Feng said: "Since the quality of the piano is limited, how about changing the Kungang ancient jade qin?"

Yun Hailan said: "No, I see that your true qi consumption is too much, in just one song, your face is already sweating, no matter how good the quality of the piano is, it is not enough to fight against the hundred-foot sword tower that the law is endless." Whether it is paulownia or jade, no matter how good it is, it is a dead thing after all, but it is a living person who controls the hundred-foot sword tower......"

Wu Feng nodded: "Dead thing...... Living...... Yes, the reason why the sound attack is too painstaking and true qi is because the qin sound lacks life force and cannot use the law of heaven and earth to kill and injure the enemy, so the sound attack skills that have been circulated in the world are mostly treacherous...... Wait, what if you don't use any musical instruments?"

Yun Hailan was taken aback: "You said you don't use musical instruments?"

Wu Feng said: "Yes, but there is still a transition here." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Yun Hailan on the side and smiled faintly.

Yun Hailan saw that Wu Feng's handsome and elegant face actually showed a bit of evil charm, and couldn't help but tremble: "What transition?"

I only heard Wu Feng say casually: "Aunt Yun, borrow your delicate body!"

Yun Hailan was startled, but she couldn't react, Wu Feng had already scooped up her delicate body, rested it down on his thigh, and lifted the slit long skirt, revealing a white moon.

"Xiao Feng, you ...... What are you doing?" Yun Hailan exclaimed, but was held down by Wu Feng's left hand, and his true qi was urged, and he couldn't move.

Wu Feng smiled: "Take the sound with your left hand, pluck the strings with your right hand." The vitality of the world is prosperous, there is no human body, the human body is elegant, there is no beauty, the sympathy between heaven and man, and it is the innate way. As he spoke, his expression was calm, but his right hand had already landed on Yun Hailan's fat and creamy buttocks, and he gently played with it.

Yun Hailan **** was made by a man for the first time, and the slightest electric current flowed up to the tail vertebrae, penetrating through the heart, and couldn't help but tremble suddenly, and her eyes were like silk, but she was infused with Wu Feng's true qi, and she couldn't break free, so she had to beg softly: "Xiao Feng, don't be like this, okay?"

Wu Feng didn't answer, just wiped, picked, hooked, and picked, his fingers slid endlessly, only to see that the snow was fluctuating like a tide, and there were a few fine lines.

Gong Shangjiao's five tones suddenly sounded, and then Yun Hailan knew what Wu Feng was doing, but it was too embarrassing, so that she couldn't help but burn her face, and Xue Xue couldn't stop breathing.

In the past, Lin Fei, the master of Xiao Ding, an ancient strange man, played a song "Wind and Rain in the North" with the beautiful Gu Danmei's buttocks drum, so as to understand the way of heaven and earth. It's just the shape of the human hip, which is similar to the drum, so Lin Fei's means, but inferior, now Wu Feng uses the buttocks of Yun Hailan as the piano, pointing through the snow skin, resonating with the muscle fibers of the hips, and getting the meaning of the strings, so as to use the life force of the human body to contact the heaven and the earth, and simulate the human body as the piano, which is the best means of merry.

Yunhai Lanqiao's buttocks are as smooth as paste, and his palm fingers are stirring on it, extremely smooth and refreshing, but Wu Feng's eyes are as clear as water, and he carefully understands the sympathy between the internal circulation of the beauty carcass and the great circulation of heaven and earth.

Such a beauty is in front of her, if you say that you are not impressed, it is naturally fake. Wu Feng is not an iron and stone wood carving after all, how can he be ruthless?

It's just that the lust of oneself must be controlled like a river, and the river flows smoothly in the river, and the dissatisfaction overflowing, the desire of the heart must also become the driving force to urge oneself to rise up, and become the auxiliary to comprehend the avenue of heaven and earth. If you can't control your desires reasonably, but are controlled by your desires, you will eventually confuse your mind and hinder your cultivation.

The Dao power in Yun Hailan's body vibrate, and the chakras also flowed rapidly with the trembling of the flesh, and the life force at the spiritual and physical levels gradually resonated into one under Wu Feng's fingering that encompassed the mysteries of heaven and earth. And Wu Feng's fingering is becoming more and more sophisticated, he is completely immersed in the piano realm, but he really feels the existence of Yun Hailan as a human body.

At this moment, Wu Feng uses Yun Hailan as the piano, and pursues the supreme principle of music, and finally understands that the most intelligent musicians do not use musical instruments as tools, but use musical instruments as companions, and play with their lives, so that their skills are close to the Tao, but these people are generally not enough in cultivation, and they cannot use their skills to sympathize with heaven and earth. Wu Feng plays music with the buttocks of a beauty, and his mentality is naturally very different from that of using the dead object of the piano to send his voice, so the mood is also the difference between cloud and mud.

Thinking of this truth, Wu Feng couldn't help but let out a long roar, stopped playing abruptly, raised his palm, and slammed three palms on Lifeng.

Yun Hailan had already been provoked by Wu Feng to whisper, and now he couldn't help screaming, but Wu Feng didn't hear it, and continued the piano music, and the piano realm was not chaotic at all, as if it had not been interrupted at all.

The song lingers, like the rain hates the clouds, the sky is gradually darkening, suddenly I heard a thunder in the sky, it was a clear and wide sky, suddenly the clouds are hundreds of miles, the west wind is bleak, and the twilight rain is dashing.

Praying for rain and wind, that is the most complex Taoist technique, even if it is an ancient divine cultivation, it is necessary to gather people to pray, and it will be closed for a few days.

But Wu Feng's song "Autumn Plug Yin" also caused a storm in the sky, although it was just an accident, it also shows its momentum!

At the end of the song, Wu Feng's left hand pressed on the moon hill, the fingers of his right hand were together, and he suddenly made a sharp hiss, Yun Hailan let out a shy and resentful sharp hiss, but it was in line with the sound of yin and thunder, the meaning of twilight rain, and drew an excellent end to the qin song.

Wu Feng smiled, jumped into the sky, sat in the rain, suspended above the void, and played against the void, pointing at the void, but his own notes vibrated out.

He didn't deliberately urge his true qi, the raindrops poured out, but he naturally avoided him, and above the sky, Wu Feng was wearing a green robe, his clothes fluttering, and he didn't get a drop of rain.

This time, Wu Feng played casually, and there was no discipline, but it seemed to be a combination of the spirit of hundreds of famous songs, and the images in the song quickly switched and flowed, creating all kinds of illusions in the air, such as the Heavenly Demon Dance, the Iron Horse, the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers, the Mountains and Flowing Water, the Ancient Alleys of Xiancheng, and so on, but the transformation of various artistic conceptions, but there is no dissonance, it is the meaning of heaven and earth, and everything is mixed.

Yun Hailan straightened her clothes and looked at Wu Feng in the air intently, her beautiful eyes were obsessed. This boy she watched grow up has finally become a figure who can be called a grandmaster?

Wu Feng let out a long roar, the twilight smoke was gloomy, the wind and rain in all directions, and suddenly quieted down in an instant, and the mountains around this courtyard erupted into the sky, like ten thousand dragons facing the sky, reflecting the world and the earth red.

The pillar of light like fire quickly stopped, rushing up to the sky of the red mang, but gathered in the center, turning into a huge vermilion bird, clear and clear, like a phoenix singing Qishan, Debu Guangyu.

Wu Feng's palm fingers slashed through the air, flicking the strings of nothingness, triggering the pulse of heaven and earth. fluttering a song, it became graceful again, with a bit of indescribable ghost.

The huge Vermilion Bird gradually faded from its heat and brilliance, shrunk its form, and when it changed to the size of a human body, it suddenly changed its form and turned into a naked beauty carcass, floating and concave, delicate and delicate.

Yun Hailan, who was listening to the song in the pavilion, was suddenly stunned, and the beauty in the air was swaying towards her at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Although this carcass is a phantus, it exudes a powerful breath of life, which flows endlessly, exuding amazing charm. When he was playing, Wu Feng had already sensed the bits and pieces of Yun Hailan's body, and now the carcass phantom he conjured up with the sound of the piano was not only completely consistent with Yun Hailan's size and outline, but even the breath that came out was not the slightest different.

Yun Hailan stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, her pretty face turned red, but this body that was exactly the same as her had an indescribable temptation to herself, which made her heartbeat suddenly increase.

However, in the snap of a finger, the phantom swooped into Yun Hailan's body with lightning speed, merging with her. Yun Hailan felt a blazing heat rising from his lower abdomen, swirling all over his body, and the blood flow accelerated instantly.

Her whole body is like a dream, flowing in a mysterious way. In the faint sense, there was a low cracking sound all over her body, as if she had broken some barrier, and there was a sign that the Dao wheel had turned from real to void and entered the True Venerable!

Yun Hailan couldn't help but be overjoyed, at this moment, heat came out from the skin around her, and her whole skin turned into a seductive pink, and her whole body was burned to ashes in an instant.

Wu Feng's clothes agitated, stepped on the void, and slammed back, hugged the naked Yun Hailan into his arms, took off his green shirt and draped her delicate body, and let her sit on his lap, leaning on his chest with his tender back.

Yun Hailan was very shy in her heart, but she was moved, she sighed, suddenly turned sideways, hugged Wu Feng, and said in a manly voice: "Xiao Feng...... You...... Aren't you afraid that Miss Xue will find out about the vinegar?"

Wu Feng's expression was calm, but he quietly held her little hand and said, "On the path of cultivation, distracting thoughts are nothing more than floating clouds. My heart is like a light wind and a moon, what's so terrible?"

Yun Hailan felt the warmth of Wu Feng's palm, recalling the words "light wind and moon", and was in a trance, and apprehensive, at this time the sunset was gone, and the pale red afterglow reflected in the pavilion, illuminating the two as if they were condensed into one. Yun Hailan sat on Wu Feng's lap, leaning on him and thinking about it, she couldn't help but be stupid.