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His vision turned dark again, and Nie Feng's divine consciousness finally returned to his main body again, and his eyes, which had been closed for an unknown amount of time, finally moved a little. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A faint cry of sorrow came.

"Boss, we have experienced many lives and deaths along the way, but every time it is a bad luck, but I never expected you to die so young...... Poor thing...... What a pity......"

Nie Feng's eyes opened slightly. It was the originally empty cave that came into view, and he was still in the space carved by the Flying Gold Sword, but the originally blocked stone in front of him had already been removed for a long time, Long Datong was sighing with a sad face, and there was even a trace of crystal tears hanging in the corner of his eye.

"He's crying!

Nie Feng was about to ask, when suddenly an incomparably swelling pain and tiredness quickly sneaked into his body from the skin of his whole body, as if the feeling brought by a needle prick, and soon this pain gathered in his heart along the nerves around his body, and then rushed straight up and penetrated deeply into his brain, although it was not fatal, but it was to the extreme.

"Sizzle......"

Before he could speak, Nie Feng gasped violently. Soon, the sound of rapid breathing alarmed Long Datong on the side, and the latter was stunned for a while, and then suddenly his face gradually showed ecstasy.

"Old ...... Boss, you're not dead? Haha, you're really not dead......"

For a moment, Long Datong seemed to have suddenly turned into a naughty boy who was crying and laughing, and he was so sad just now that he was so excited that he almost danced.

"I ......"

Nie Feng just wanted to speak, but suddenly found that his mouth was so thirsty, even his vocal cords were hoarse, he swallowed his non-existent saliva, and finally opened his mouth again and said a complete sentence.

"Water, give me some water to drink......"

The voice was so weak that he could barely hear it. But fortunately, Long Datong, who was extremely excited, finally came back to his senses at this time, and immediately grabbed the water bag in a hurry, and then stuffed it into Nie Feng's hand, and even forgot the cowhide plug that opened the mouth of the bag.

With the help of Long Datong, Nie Feng finally drank a few sips of water, the water moistened his body, and the pain around his body was slightly reduced, of course, his throat was lubricated, and even his voice gradually became clearer.

"Who said I was dead? It's not a good ......."

Nie Feng complained angrily, but then even he was shocked. Because in order to let Nie Feng see clearly, Long Datong cut out a pit in the middle of a stone, and then filled it with water.

Through the reflection in the water, Nie Feng suddenly found that his face was simply miserable. Not only is his face extremely pale, his lips are chapped and dripping, and even there are blood stains leaching out of the corners of his mouth, nose and eyes...... Seven orifices bleed.

Yes, it was the seven orifices that bleed, because Nie Feng found that there was also a small trace of blood under the earlobe, although the blood stains had long since dried up.

"This ...... How so?"

Nie Feng himself couldn't believe that it would be such a scene, could it be that when he comprehended the artistic conception, he really died once? Thinking deeply about his scene in that dim space, Nie Feng shuddered unconsciously, and became more and more convinced that he had died once.

In that dim black wind world, if he hadn't tried his best to maintain a trace of clarity in his mind, and finally tried his best to bring back the scattered consciousness that had been cut off again, presumably his divine consciousness had already completely dissipated in that black wind world at this moment, how could his divine consciousness be alive if it was dead? let alone come back to life?

He shuddered to think about it. It seems that it is not so easy to comprehend such an extremely mysterious kendo artistic conception, maybe a careless will be in danger of his life, but fortunately, he survived.

"It's a lot better now, and three days ago, when I saw you bleeding from your seven orifices, it was really miserable! At that time, you couldn't even breathe, so I thought you were ...... Anyway, it's okay, it's okay!"

Long Datong rubbed his hands vigorously with emotion.

Life and death are fleeting, and it makes people cry for a long time. Seeing that Long Datong cared about him so much, Nie Feng's grateful eyes brought a faint apology.

In order to celebrate Nie Feng's smooth comprehension of the artistic conception, Long Datong also deliberately showed his hand at the meal, of course, because Long Datong's injury had only just recovered, so although there were naked eagles who continued to catch some fierce beast corpses every day, other supplies in the cave had also been exhausted, so Long Datong only used his own method to roast the inferior beast meat more deliciously.

Although he had excellent healing medicine, Nie Feng only fully recovered after five days.

During this period, Nie Feng forced Long Datong to take the Hidden Wind King Grass, which had lost the effect of tempering divine sense, and the latter had already absorbed all the effects of the Hidden Wind King Grass in just five days, and condensed a trace of true wind sword qi.

The wind system sword qi is pervasive, especially when it penetrates the meridians, it is even more miraculous. After having a trace of wind sword energy, Long Datong felt that his strength had unconsciously increased a lot, just talking about sword moves, now he was already trying to impact a mysterious meridian, and once it was achieved, his set of "python swordsmanship" The second move "Giant Python Mountain" could also be cultivated halfway, so that the strength would inevitably improve again.

Before they knew it, the two of them had been in the cave for nearly twenty days.

"Haha, Brother Long, how about helping me watch the sword?"

Holding the Flying Gold Sword, Nie Feng at this moment once again regained his previous vitality.

Watching the sword is the process of inviting a master who is stronger than himself or equivalent to himself to observe the sword and play the sword alone. The purpose of the sword viewing is to identify and correct the defects in the swordsmanship or kendo practice path, or to allow people to appreciate their own kendo in order to promote mutual exchange and learning.

On a whim, Nie Feng proposed to let Long Datong watch the sword for it, and Long Datong, who was like a brother, naturally waited for it.

Nie Feng did not use the only one-third of the thunderbolt, but stimulated the dantian sword qi and wielded a complete set of basic sword techniques, and for a while, he saw the sword shadow Huo Huo, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal.

The perception of the artistic conception of the wind made Nie Feng more handy in wielding the sword technique, not only that, but even the body technique that he had always been worried about seemed to be much more flexible and agile all of a sudden, although it still couldn't be compared with Tu Buliu, who had a strange body technique, but at least it was much stronger than before.

Nie Feng's swordsmanship made it more and more hearty, and Long Datong, who was watching the sword, couldn't help but praise it, and gradually the basic swordsmanship had been swung, and the last sword was stabbed obliquely, and this sword was also gathered Nie Feng's almost all of his strength, two inches and three swords spitting out, this sword was even more heroic, almost wanting to make Long Datong on the side dazzled.

Suddenly, a slight but strange sound sounded, because the sound came suddenly, and it was in a rather quiet cave, so although the sound was light, it still did not escape the ears of the two.

Just when he was wondering, suddenly Long Datong opened his mouth unconsciously, looking extremely stunned, and slowly stretched out his fingers to quietly point to Nie Feng's body, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Following Long Datong's gaze, Nie Feng soon discovered something unusual. Just around him, within a range of about a zhang, I saw a small black air flow slowly condensed from the void, and quickly converged into a stream, and then flew on the Flying Gold Sword, almost instantly, the original pale golden sword body was faintly transmitted by a flowing black light, and then Nie Feng saw that the originally foggy white sword light at the front end of the Flying Gold Sword turned extremely dark in an instant, as if there was a flowing wind blade attached to it, shining with a unique texture and luxury.

"This ...... Is this the mood?"