Nangong Lie looked at Zhao Feng lying on the bed and felt extremely guilty, originally Zhao Feng would not have been involved in this matter, but because of a decision at that time, this young man who was not masked with himself was involved in the affairs of the Nangong family, and now he was so seriously injured in order to protect Nangong Ash, of course, Nangong Lie did not know Zhao Feng's true identity, if he knew, he would never think so.

At this time, the entire Nangong family had been cleaned up, but the smell of blood in the air still told the only remaining person in the Nangong family the terrible truth about last night.

Because Nangong Lie's cultivation Qi Hai Danxin was forced to age more than ten years old, and his body was also left with terrible sequelae because of yesterday's battle.

In the entire Nangong family, except for Nangong Lie's eldest son, second son, Nangong Gray and Lin Yalan, who was held hostage, there are only a few maidservants.

In Zhao Feng's room, Nangong Lie had already gone out to order those maids to do things, leaving only Lin Yalan alone, Lin Yalan looked at Zhao Feng with bandages on his chest and left arm, and was extremely confused.

Whether it was from the forces behind it or from his own reasons, the assassin Lin Yalan wanted to kill Zhao Feng, but he didn't know why he was so hesitant in his heart.

Sitting on the chair, Lin Yalan looked at Zhao Feng lying on the bed, and was extremely surprised at the moment, from the poem "Who spends time on water and beauty in Philadelphia" to the meeting in the painting boat, Lin Yalan didn't know why she had such a trace of affection for Zhao Feng.

"Lin Yalan, you are a person from the King of Chu. How can you be tempted by this young man of unknown origin," Lin Yalan warned herself in her heart.

It's just that it's hard for even Qingtian Haoyang to guess how a worldly woman can guess it, at first, even Lin Yalan herself didn't know that starting from that poem, from the first time she saw Zhao Feng herself in the painting boat, there was already a trace of affection in her heart.

Indeed, whether it is Zhao Feng's literary style or temperament, as well as that intoxicating face, it will make every woman secretly feel emotional.

At this time, when Lin Yalan was extremely conflicted in her heart, Zhao Feng did have another scene in her mind.

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Red dust breath, fireworks alley, green house inn. It was the mental tribulation that Zhao Feng was experiencing at this time. It stands to reason that cultivators of the Book of Heaven will not have a calamity, because the exercises in the Book of Heaven are given to the world by God, and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is depicted as the most profound origin of Heaven and Earth.

But now Zhao Feng is experiencing a heart tribulation, and in addition, Lu Xiaoxiao, who is in a coma in the academy, is also experiencing a heart tribulation at this moment.

The master stood by Lu Xiaoxiao's window and looked at Lu Xiaoxiao who was in a coma, showing sorrow in his eyebrows, only the master knew that the realm of the academy's fearlessness was to experience the heart tribulation, even if you practiced the Heavenly Book Exercises, it would still not work. Because to be fearless is to be free from anything and all the difficulties in practice.

Because the fearlessness of the academy is to experience the red dust and all things in the world, since you want to understand the red dust and all things, then these things must leave traces in the mind, and these traces of the world are difficult to erase even the origin of heaven and earth in the book of heaven, because it is the world, or the most real existence in the world.

Taoist cultivation pays attention to self-understanding, Buddhist cultivation emphasizes good and evil cause and effect, and demon cultivation emphasizes hard self-cultivation, all of which are in order to make no trace in one's heart and leave only the Great Dao existing, while the academy emphasizes real existence, so some things will be contradicted from the origin of the Great Dao.

However, whether it is the master or Lin Ziol, they have experienced the heart tribulation, they know what kind of suffering and torture it is, if they can't pass the heart tribulation, then they will sink eternally in the red dust time in the sea of hearts until the body dies.

At this time, both Zhao Feng and Lu Xiaoxiao were experiencing the Red Dust Heart Tribulation, but their experiences were different.

Zhao Feng experienced the fireworks alley from Wu Xiuzhi's red dust, the red dust of the Qinglou Inn, but Lu Xiaoxiao experienced the scholarly atmosphere of Lin'an Outer City when he was a teenager, teaching people and educating people.

Different scenes, different hearts, different places.

At the end of the fireworks alley, Zhao Feng looked at the green buildings around him, countless young girls were waving and pulling the guests, Zhao Feng walked on the street like a transparent person, whether it was a prostitute or those people did not pay attention to Zhao Feng's existence.

The whole street seemed to have no end, and Zhao Feng kept walking down in confusion in his eyes, looking ahead mechanically, rushing into the lively crowd.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng stopped his mechanical walking, looked at the green building of Sanshui Building on the side, and then walked in without any hesitation.

The Sanshui Building is very lively, and the tables are already full, and there are still some guests coming and going on the second and third floors. Zhao Feng did not hesitate after entering, but went straight upstairs, and in the green building, both the guests and the old eagle seemed to be unable to see Zhao Feng, who was still flirting with those young girls or greeting the guests who came in.

When Zhao Feng walked to the third floor, he walked straight to the outside of a guest room and stopped, and then entered directly, but the strange thing was that Zhao Feng entered the guest room directly, as if time and space were separated.

In the guest room, a woman with a face that was no less than that of the Lin family was watching a man paint, and the man was not dressed like a rich man.

At this time, the woman watched the man paint with great attention, and the man was also concentrating on his painting, not knowing that there was another person in the room at this time.

Zhao Feng slowly walked over and looked at the painting painted by the man, which painted the scenery on the shore of Feishui was incomparably beautiful and real. Slowly, the painting appeared in front of Zhao Feng's eyes as if it was the real world, and Zhao Feng couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the painting that had been shown.

Slowly, when his hand got closer and closer to the real painting, he suddenly interrupted Zhao Feng with a "stop", and in an instant, his eyes that were still full of confusion immediately sobered up and regained his previous look, and at the same time paused the entire space and time.

Zhao Feng looked around and looked at the source of the voice, and when he saw an old man in a somewhat shabby linen dress standing at the door of this guest room, he asked, "Who are you?"

The old man did not answer, but walked over, took the brush in the hand of the painting man, and tapped it on the water's bank, and suddenly everything disappeared, and then changed into another scene.

The mountain is not high, and the mountain is full of peach mountains, and there is a small academy at the bottom of the mountain. Zhao Feng was extremely surprised when he saw it, because this was Taoshan, where the academy was located, and then he looked at the old man again.

"I'm Wu Xiuzhi," the old man said the first sentence

"You are the disciple of the Master," the old man said

"You're going through your heart," the old man's third innings said.

In three simple sentences, everything was said, Zhao Feng didn't speak after hearing it, just quietly closed his eyes and began to recall everything he had just experienced.

Slowly, this space began to crack, Momoyama was not there, the academy was not there, and even the old man disappeared in the end, and the entire space slowly became extremely dark, leaving only Zhao Feng, who was still with his eyes closed.

"Heart Tribulation, this is the fourth realm that the teacher once said that after being fearless, you must go through the Heart Tribulation to stabilize the fate of the fourth realm," Zhao Feng thought silently in his heart.

At this time, Lu Xiaoxiao, the forbidden land behind the academy, was also experiencing the same thing, those days when he was a teenager teaching in the outer city of Lin'an, and the days of educating the children of poor families were slowly shattering and slowly disappearing, and standing next to Lu Xiaoxiao was an old man who had never seen him.

The old man was in a green robe all his life, and he looked at Lu Xiaoxiao quietly with a copy of "Analects" in his hand.

The old man only said three words.

"What am I talking about?"

"I am a teacher in the front yard of the college"

"You're going through your heart's woes"

When these three sentences were finished, the scene slowly changed to the top of the peach mountain, Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the old man beside him, he knew that there was a saint with immeasurable merits in the academy, and he had taught countless court Confucians and royal children in his life.

Then Lu Xiaoxiao also closed his eyes and began to realize his own heart, the only difference is that Wu Xiuzhi has disappeared into the years, and He Yu, this saint is still teaching in the front yard of the academy, no one knows that this is a saint, with a heroic aura, he can already ward off evil spirits and drive out the realm of law.

At this time, the old man sat in the study in the front yard, holding a copy of the Analects in his hand, looking in the direction of the back mountain, and then smiled slowly and continued to look at the tattered Analects in his hand.

The master stood beside Lu Xiaoxiao's bed, but looked in the direction of Xianzhongzhou and smiled, and then left Lu Xiaoxiao's room.

Because the master knew that both Lu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Feng had already passed the first heart tribulation.

After a while, Lu Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, and a fearless aura rushed straight up, and then slowly disappeared, after Lu Xiaoxiao woke up, all the injuries in his body had disappeared, and he had entered the middle level of fearless realm.

On the other side, Zhao Feng also opened his eyes at the same time, and looked at it directly, without any breath, because Zhao Feng did not step into the middle level of the fearless realm, because the Apocalypse realm was still in the lower level.

Lin Yalan, who was still sitting on the chair at this time, was suddenly frightened by Zhao Feng who appeared beside her, and then turned her head silently, Zhao Feng pushed open the door and walked out, looking at the sky and smiling, because the senior brother had already entered the middle level.