"The cycle of the Heavenly Dao is irreversible, and all living beings are chess pieces."

Speaking of this, Feng Huai'an couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile. But while laughing, his tears kept flowing. The so-called man has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place. Now that Feng Huai'an is sad in his heart, how can Feng Luochen not know?

Feng Huai'an's words actually touched Feng Luochen's heartstrings. A person's life needs to go through many joys and sorrows, ups and downs. And all this bitterness and sweetness is actually providence.

What happened to him and Feng Fangfei back then, how could it not be the way of heaven? Why is it considered a curse for a ladyboy to fall in love? This so-called Heavenly Dao, why does it arbitrarily judge the number of other people's lives? Feng Fangfei's death made her angry and fight the sky. In the end, however, it was all in vain.

At this time, Feng Huai'an continued to lament the injustice of heaven. His words were full of despair, and although he was unwilling, he finally accepted his fate. When Feng Huai'an said again that everything was determined by heaven, Feng Luochen was angry.

"Enough, even in this world, there is really a sky. Nor can it judge the number of your and my lives in vain. My fate is up to me, and my own destiny can only be controlled by myself. Uncle Feng, you are the same, you shouldn't bow to fate easily. ”

The way of heaven is real, and the way of heaven can also dominate everything. But only you can control your own destiny. Even if the heavens were to change, they couldn't. Feng Luochen remembered all the things back then, he looked up at the sky with his fists clenched, his eyes full of war.

In his last life, he was almost gone. If he is reborn in this life, he will fight against the heavens again. He wants to seek justice for Feng Fangfei. He wants to fight against this ethereal heavenly path again.

"Uncle Feng, life is a reverse journey. Decades in a hurry, birth, old age, sickness and death, sorrow and joy. If you are alive, you must live a wonderful life. I know that you have lost your right arm, and you have made yourself so sad and desperate. But you shouldn't, and you lose your fighting spirit and confidence. ”

Feng Huai'an glanced at his empty sleeves. No matter how ambitious he is, he can't do anything about it. He was about to retort, but was interrupted by Feng Luochen.

"Thousands of years ago, there was a number one person in the fairy world, named the Evil Monk Remnant Sword. This evil monk's remnant sword is a peerless great swordsman. He was originally a disciple of Buddhism in the fairy world, but he was expelled from Buddhism because he couldn't read the world. ”

"During a fight with someone, he was wrenched off his right arm by a peerless swordsman. The man had the power to kill him, but he didn't bother to do it. The man had broken the sword of the evil monk's remnant and humiliated it, and then laughed and walked away. ”

Feng Huai'an is a mortal, he naturally has never heard of the name of this evil monk's remnant sword. It's just that the remnant sword of this evil monk was also twisted off his right arm. This point also aroused Feng Huai'an's curiosity.

"After the evil monk's remnant sword lost his right arm, the swordsmanship he had learned before was useless. He didn't get depressed, but used his only left hand to practice left-handed swordsmanship that he had never touched. ”

"The left-handed swordsmanship and the right-handed swordsmanship are inherently very different. If you want to practice left-handed swordsmanship, you have to find another way. And to forget all the previous right-handed swordsmanship. The evil monk gritted his teeth and insisted, he was determined to use his self-created left-handed sword move to defeat the peerless swordsman who had a broken arm with him. ”

"The evil monk's remnant sword has been in retreat for a hundred years, and it is finally a masterpiece of swordsmanship. He reappeared in the red dust and found the big enemy back then. With his left hand, he held the broken sword of the year, and launched a fierce battle with that peerless swordsman."

In the end, he defeated the peerless swordsman and avenged his severed arm. The remnant sword of the evil monk did not kill him, nor did it break his arm. Because this peerless swordsman is just an opponent that can be easily defeated for him now. ”

"The evil monk's remnant sword is both good and evil, and he is extremely famous in the fairy world with his excellent left-handed swordsmanship. His strength is not far behind the eight sect masters of the Immortal Realm. Because he used to be a disciple of Buddhism, and he used to use a broken sword. Therefore, people in the fairy world call it the evil monk's remnant sword. ”

After listening to Feng Luochen's narration, Feng Huai'an was also surprised. This evil monk's remnant sword, he naturally has never heard of it. Presumably about his deeds, Feng Luochen also heard about it from the white-haired old-timer.

"This evil monk's remnant sword, isn't his situation back then the same as you are now? He had never been exposed to left-handed swordsmanship, but he had created his own set of left-handed swordsmanship, which was unparalleled in the world. What he can do, why can't you? ”

Hearing this, Feng Huai'an's eyes suddenly appeared, a glimmer of hope and vitality. If you really have the opportunity to cultivate again, will you be able to reach the heights you once had with just your left arm? And this left-handed knife method, compared with the right-hand knife method, which is stronger and weaker?

"Uncle Feng, this powerhouse in the immortal realm may be too far away for us. Do you know that in my mortal world, there were two quite good people thousands of years ago? They also have two titles, that is, punching the invincible hands on both sides of the Yellow River, and kicking the ghosts in the north and south of the Yangtze River. ”

"Young master, are you talking about the boxer and the leg emperor?"

The boxer and the leg emperor are the legends of this mortal generation in the human world. Of course, this so-called legend is only at the level of mortals. The rumors of the two are circulating in this red dust rivers and lakes. For Feng Huai'an, it is also easier to produce a sense of substitution.

"Yes, it's the boxer and the leg king. They are mere mortals, but they have the strength to rival those of cultivators. But did you know? Although the leg emperor's leg skills are unparalleled in the world, he is a man with crippled hands. ”

This sentence can be described as earth-shattering. Feng Huai'an naturally knows that the leg emperor's leg method is outstanding and invincible in the rivers and lakes. But he didn't know that the Leg Emperor would be a man with crippled hands.

"I once saw a record of this in an ancient book. The leg emperor crisscrosses the rivers and lakes, proud of the world's heroes. Even if the arms are broken, the leg technique is unparalleled in the world. ”

What Feng Luochen said is not groundless. In his last life, he did have a relationship with the Leg Emperor. At the time, he was shocked. A mortal without arms can actually practice his legs to such a height.

"Not to mention this evil monk's remnant sword and leg emperor, my uncle Liu Fengyun, you have also seen it. He can use mountains, rocks, plants and trees as swords, and he can also use monstrous sword intent to urge the world-shattering sword qi. How could his sword have been confined to this left arm and right arm? ”

When Feng Huai'an heard this, he also rolled his eyes helplessly. I know you're encouraging me, but don't hit me either. Who is your uncle? How can I compare to him?

If I really reach the height of your uncle, of course, I don't need to stick to my left arm and right arm. Maybe where my heart desires, the sword qi can cross thousands of miles and be invincible. Thinking of this, Feng Huai'an's heart suddenly had a trace of yearning. And Feng Luochen continued to persuade at this time.

"What's more, even as you say, you and I are pawns of God. Are you willing to be a pawn and let others slaughter you? The path of cultivation is the path against the sky. In order to gain great power, in order to obtain a long lifespan, in order to change their original destiny, people choose to cultivate. ”

"Uncle Feng, that's all I have said. If you are still so depressed, I will say no more. You have been seriously injured for my Feng family, and my Feng family will take care of you for the rest of your life. My father will provide you with food and shelter to ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing for this life. ”

After Feng Luochen finished speaking, he also looked at Feng Huai'an with burning eyes. When Feng Huai'an heard this, he also swept away the decadence of Fang Cai. At this moment, there was no longer the slightest despair in his eyes, all that remained was that firm belief.

"Young master, you really woke up the dreamer with a word. I won't be decadent anymore, and I'm going to practice my left-handed knife technique well. It's a pity that Han Qingshan's guy was killed by your uncle. Otherwise, when I am successful in cultivation, I will definitely make him look good. ”

"However, my dantian is damaged, and I can no longer absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Hehe, young master, you have great powers, there must be a way to help me repair the dantian. If I can't help you, you won't persuade me bitterly. ”

Feng Huai'an smiled, and a sly light flashed in his eyes. Seeing this, Feng Luochen also shook his head and smiled. Feng Huai's expression and demeanor at this time were exactly the same as when he moved into his courtyard to rub his aura.

However, his Uncle Feng seems to have regained his ambition. With a flash of light, the Life Creation Pill appeared in Feng Luochen's palm. Suddenly, a strong fragrance instantly filled the entire courtyard.

In the courtyard of Feng Huai'an, a lot of green plants are planted. With the pervasiveness of this fragrance, these green plants began to grow wildly in an instant. In a short moment, it seems to span the four seasons. The trees are flourishing and the flowers are in full bloom.

"What is this?"

Feng Huai'an looked at the Life Creation Pill with great surprise in his eyes. He naturally guessed that the abnormalities of these flowers and plants were all because of this emerald green pill. And his depleted dantian was full of vitality because of the appearance of this pill.

"This is the Life Creation Pill of the Immortal Medicine God Sect, which was given to you by my uncle. This pill contains vitality, and there should be no problem in repairing your damaged dantian. Uncle Feng, take it down quickly. ”

Feng Huai'an was extremely cautious and took over this Life Creation Pill. Under Feng Luochen's gaze, he also put this pill into his mouth. The Bio-Creation Pill melts in the mouth and turns into a warm liquid. This liquid penetrated in an instant, and Feng Huai'an's limbs were hundreds.

"Uncle Feng, calm down your dantian, guide this vitality to reshape your damaged dantian. I will use my spiritual power to help you. When the medicinal power penetrates, presumably your damaged dantian will be restored to its original state. ”

When Feng Huai'an heard this, he hurriedly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. Feng Luochen came behind him and pressed his palms against the back of his heart. The surging spiritual power poured into his body. And the medicinal power of the Birth Creation Pill is also surging towards the dantian of Feng Huai'an.