Chapter 21: Counter Control Demon Knife

In Liu Suifeng's eyes, there was no trace of temperature, cold as ice, and it was not at all the eyes that a child should have.

As soon as Feng Wuya saw Liu Suifeng's eyes, he secretly said badly, and at the same time understood that the guess in his heart was really right. Now Liu Suifeng looks like he doesn't know himself at all.

You know, not long ago, he worshipped himself as a teacher. Feng Wuya thought so, and a trace of bitterness welled up in his heart.

After Feng Wuya smiled bitterly, he said, "This is my home, who do you say I am?"

Hearing this, Liu Suifeng didn't refute, but walked out of the stone house silently.

Outside the stone house, waiting for the willow to follow the wind, is a small eagle shaking its feathers excitedly.

Liu Suifeng forgot that the wind was endless, and naturally forgot the little eagle, but without waiting for Liu Suifeng to call, the little eagle came to the feet of Liu Suifeng, waiting for Liu Suifeng to ride up.

Xiao Diao lowered his head, kept pecking at Liu Suifeng's trouser legs with his mouth, and looked up from time to time, looking at him with two soybean-sized eyes.

Seeing the eagle like this, Liu rode up with the wind, and the eagle flew away.

The eagle carried the willow and flew towards the sky with the wind, until it reached the Black Prison Cliff, where it stopped.

When he came to the Black Prison Cliff, Liu Suifeng's expression did not change, and he was still stunned.

The lancet is a demon knife, and when it is in the hands of Feng Wuya, it is helpless against Feng Wuya.

But for Liu Suifeng, a little child, it has no scruples, just waiting for Liu Suifeng to be completely lost, and one body will take Liu Suifeng away.

Liu Suifeng's eyes were dazed, everything around him was unfamiliar, but when his eyes saw the Black Prison Cliff, they suddenly became bright.

The Lancet appeared in his hand, his hand held it, and the Black Prison Cliff became the place where he practiced carving.

"Carving True Solution", slowly faded in memory, he inherited the memory of the demon knife, and he was completely selfless, wielding the carving knife unwillingly.

The sun rose and set, and set and rose, and so on until the seventh day.

In the past seven days, Liu Suifeng has changed from a young carving rookie to a carving grandmaster today.

And whenever the sun sets and the moon rises, the willows that carve the Black Prison Cliff in the moonlight will glow with the wind. The source of light is not himself, but the stars and the moon in the sky. His body is like a magnet, pulling the light of the stars and the moon to wash his muscles and marrow.

Liu Suifeng's eyes were very hollow, and practicing carving seemed to be an instinct, instinctively waving the lancet in his hand.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the lancet that is waving Liu Suifeng's arm, not Liu Suifeng's arm wielding the lancet.

Liu stopped with the wind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and the lancet in his hand swished, turned into a phantom, and disappeared into his eyebrows.

As soon as he entered, the lancet saw black rays of light, gathering around Liu Suifeng's realm, surrounding Liu Suifeng's realm.

The lancet began to tremble, and this tremor was also very regular, and the carving technique was used to the fullest, and the little black light that surrounded the willow with the wind was shaved away little by little. The lancet trembled so carefully that Liu Suifeng didn't even notice it. In fact, Liu Suifeng was so tired that he fell asleep deeply.

For seven days, he didn't close his eyes, if it weren't for the light of the stars and the moon to replenish his energy, I'm afraid that Liu Suifeng's small body would have fallen long ago.

The demon knife eliminated the black mang, and the black mang fell, from around Liu Suifeng's realm, into his flesh and blood.

And in the flesh and blood of Liu Suifeng, there are speckled stars and moons, and as soon as the black light touches the light of stars and moons, it melts away at once.

All things in the world are born and restrain each other, and the light of the stars and the moon is the natural enemy of Heimang.

And so it passed for another seven days, during which the willow sat quietly cross-legged on his knees, and let the lancet stir up trouble outside his realm.

Finally, little by little, the lancet removed the black mang.

However, after the black mang was removed, Liu Suifeng's realm of consciousness showed the lancet what an amazing memory!

High-rise buildings everywhere, airplanes running on the ground, ships speeding on the sea, airplanes flying in the sky, gardens built in the sky...... The appearance of a modern city appeared in front of The Lancet.

The strict Potala Palace, the simple three meals a day, the broken sandalwood fish, the tired asceticism all day long, and the firm faith for life...... The indifferent life of an ascetic appeared in front of the Lancet.

Before he was born, he had a beautiful memory, and when he was in childbirth, he had a lot of thoughts, and he had a secret love for the peony flower demon, and he helped his father and mother in the Demon Eye Ice Cave, and he also had such a talent in carving...... A bewitching little boy appeared in front of the Lancet.

Seeing such a memory, the Lancet was shocked, and the preset seizure was half a step late.

It was this late half-step that cost it its life, because when all the black mangs were removed, Liu Suifeng's memory was also restored.

A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Suifeng's mouth, and he saw the lancet stunned outside his realm, and a solemn Buddha name suddenly rose in Liu Suifeng's mind: "Amitabha!"

The Lancet had never heard these four words, but the first time it heard it was the last time it heard it.

Because, the blade body of the lancet, in this solemn Buddha name, suddenly disintegrated, turned into a snow-white light, and dissipated.

Liu Suifeng's face finally showed a smile, he thought, since he has the memory of two lives, he has to break out of a freehand life.

Liu Suifeng didn't stand up, he didn't even open his eyes, and the snow-white blade of the lancet had already integrated into his body, without the slightest leakage. No matter how sharp the knife was, Liu Suifeng didn't care, and kept chattering in his mouth, even though the knife had made a lot of holes in his body, but he was stunned and calm.

Memories emanated from the sword, and a smile gradually appeared on Liu Suifeng's face.

In the process, he witnessed the life of The Lancet.

The lancet was originally a piece of ore hidden deep in a pit, but it was encountered by a carver. The carver mined it and carved it into a carving knife. The carver, all his life, has been using a carving knife all his life, and finally reached the peak of carving. On his deathbed, the carver sealed his soul in the lancet.

The carver didn't want to die, but at that time, his ** could not bear the weight of his soul, so he used this trick in the hope of being reborn.

What the Lancet didn't expect was that it actually met Liu Suifeng, and it couldn't give up, but instead helped Liu Suifeng free himself from the shackles of memory, so that he could control himself.