"At the end of the battle, I lost consciousness in a daze, as if I had a long, long dream, but I couldn't remember what I dreamed in the dream, and when I woke up, I became the old man I am now."

Feng Tiannan looked at his wrinkled old hands and said abruptly.

After listening to Feng Tiannan's story, Rong Fei was also quite emotional.

The best time in life is such a short period of more than ten years, but the generation of heroes in front of him has spent forty-three years in a muddy nightmare.

If this kind of thing happens to ordinary people, I am afraid that it will collapse directly. But Feng Tiannan could still face it so calmly, and he had to make Rong Fei sincerely admire.

"Your name is Rong Fei, and it is my grace to wake me up from my dream. I, Feng Tiannan, have never owed anything to others in my life, but I have nothing to do at this time, so I will teach you this sword technique. ”

Without waiting for Rong Fei to refuse or agree, Feng Tiannan had already stood up, holding his staff in front of him.

"You are not only the head catcher of the Immortal Division, but also a monk, and you may not look down on my three-legged cat in your heart. But it would be a big mistake to think so. The knife technique I created is called Crazy Knife, and Brother Pei, who has advanced to the fourth grade of cultivation back then, is also very hot-eyed, and has begged me more than once to teach him the knife technique.

It's a pity that he is not a material for knife practice, and even if he learns it, he can't practice to the depth, so it's just a waste of time and energy.

Besides, I'm a little selfish. This set of knife techniques has condensed a lifetime of hard work, and I can't bear to let it be lost. ”

After speaking, he saw Feng Tiannan put on a starting pose, and the momentum of the whole person also changed, like the eye of a storm brewing, and the next moment it would burst out with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

But the next moment, Feng Tiannan's figure was crooked, and the momentum that had just begun to climb was also discharged.

"Standing too long... Leg... The leg is numb. ”

Feng Tiannan supported his body with a wooden cane and said in a strange tone.

Rong Fei hurriedly stepped forward and helped him sit down on the stone bench.

"This feeling is really wonderful, after a dream and two lives, I Feng Tiannan thinks that I am free and heroic, but I still feel a little uncomfortable when I encounter such an unbelievable thing in person."

After sitting down, Feng Tiannan smiled bitterly while rubbing his numb right leg.

Seeing this, Rong Fei took out a bottle of soju from the storage jade ring and handed it over.

This was originally used instead of alcohol to disinfect and sterilize when he was preparing to be injured, and it came in handy at this time.

Feng Tiannan's eyes suddenly lit up, he uncorked the wine bottle and put it under his nose and sniffed deeply, a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on his face, and then he couldn't wait to raise his head and drink.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

After all, he was already a septuagenarian, Rong Fei was worried that he would hurt his body by drinking too hard, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but Feng Tiannan had already drunk a bottle of soju.

Syllable!

The bottle was thrown and shattered.

"Hahahaha, good wine! Hurry! ”

Feng Tiannan laughed and got up, there was no superfluous action such as starting hands, his right hand used the staff as a knife, and the house was the enemy, and the brush and brush split three vertical and horizontal oblique knives.

Martial artists can't practice, and there is no spiritual power in their bodies, so naturally they can't penetrate their bodies, but Rong Fei really saw three arc-shaped ripples appear in the air.

Puff puff!

The arc ripple struck the door with three soft sounds, and the next moment the door made of wooden planks shattered into six pieces and fell to the ground.

"Feng has been in the rivers and lakes with his father since he was a child, and he has seen the martial arts moves of various sects or tricky and strange or wide open and closed, and at that time, he thought that it was the top power in the world. It wasn't until one day that I saw two monks fighting each other in the deep mountains, and I realized that those so-called top martial arts were as ridiculous as juggling in front of the monks.

Since that day, I have searched all over the famous mountains and rivers to worship the cultivation sect. But because of my dull qualifications, even the small sects that don't enter the stream disdain me.

I said that I could sell myself into slavery, do laundry, cook, clean and pick up dung, as long as I could watch the monks practice from afar every day. But even so, he was repeatedly swept away. When he is about to be, he will be scolded for being immeasurable and delusional.

I was unwilling, so I secretly swore that even if I didn't enter the sect, one day I would be able to learn the power to match it. After that, I searched for masters in the rivers and lakes to ask for advice and fight. After more than ten years, all kinds of moves and eighteen kinds of blades are proficient, and he has made a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. But even so, he was still beaten by the Jiupin Monk and had no power to fight back.

Disheartened, I drank to kill my sorrows and lay drunk in the wilderness. It was a day of torrential rain and strong winds. On a whim of wine, he waved his knife indiscriminately in the storm, and he felt that the center of the underworld felt it, and thought of using the knife momentum and sword intent to drive the power of heaven and earth to increase its might. After several years of painstaking research, he finally realized the method of mad knife.

The method of the mad knife has no tricks and no style, and the key point is to use the knife momentum and knife intent to drive the power of heaven and earth, and practice to the extreme to compete with the monks. However, not long after the mad knife first became formed, I fell into this illusion, and spent more than 40 years in vain. Otherwise, he should be able to wrestle with Brother Pei. ”

After saying that, Feng Tiannan held the staff in both hands, and while his body was like a spiral, the staff also slashed rapidly in all directions. At the same time as countless arc-shaped ripples split out, the wind suddenly rose in the small courtyard.

Feng Tiannan's cane became more and more urgent, the wind became louder and louder, and it seemed that a violent wind was blowing in the small courtyard.

Rong Fei couldn't take his eyes off it at first, but he closed his eyes halfway through.

Seeing this, Feng Tiannan was not angry but happy, his body stopped spinning, and he waved his cane and slashed several canes towards Rong Fei one after another.

Several arc-shaped ripples brushed Rong Fei's body and hit the brick wall behind him, and the brick wall immediately collapsed, revealing the figures of several monsters outside.

The enemies were very red when they saw each other, Feng Tiannan did not hesitate to slash out a few more arc-shaped ripples, and the ripples carrying the knife intent and knife momentum flew out of Rong Fei's body, smashing those monsters to pieces.

After these slashes, Feng Tiannan was already tired and sweaty, panting, and sighed half in surprise and half sourness as he held his cane to support his crumbling body.

"It's a breakthrough! Ha ha... Ahem, ahem... Hahaha, when you reached such a realm, you won't fall to this. Time also! Fate! Hahaha..."

When Rong Fei watched Feng Tiannan practice the sword technique, he thought that he had found that it was very consistent with his comprehension of the magic power of calling wind and rain. In addition, Feng Tiannan also said that the method of the mad knife does not look at the moves, but focuses on the integration and driving between the knife momentum, the sword intent and the power of heaven and earth.

So I unconsciously closed my eyes and used my heart to observe and perceive.

I don't know how long it took, Rong Fei opened his eyes, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, he had already realized a trace of the essence of the Crazy Sword Technique, and at the same time, he also had more thoughts about the use of the Wind and Rain Divine Power.

"Thank you brother for teaching me the stunt, Rong Fei has benefited a lot, please accept it."

After saying that, Rong Fei bowed solemnly towards Feng Tiannan, who was standing on a cane.

But Feng Tiannan didn't react at all.

Rong Fei's heart suddenly suddenly, sensing that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly flashed to Feng Tiannan's side and called softly.

"Dude."

The moonlight fell on Feng Tiannan's face, and I saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, his expression seemed to be sad and happy, and he seemed to be finally relieved, and he was no longer breathing.

The sword technique drill and realm breakthrough just now exhausted Feng Tiannan's remaining vitality.

A generation of heroes has fallen.

Xu was awake at the moment, Feng Tiannan had already made plans to no longer live.

Looking at Feng Tiannan's corpse in a daze, Rong Fei had mixed feelings in his heart.

After getting along for a short time, it is natural that there is no deep feeling.

But the admiration for this heroic man has nothing to do with time.

Taking two steps back, Rong Fei bowed deeply to Feng Tiannan again, and then stepped forward, picked up the corpse and walked out of the small courtyard.

There were some things that Feng Tiannan didn't say, but Rong Fei had a clear heart and knew what to do.

The movement just now alarmed the monsters in the town, and they had all gathered outside the courtyard at this time. Forty-three years have exhausted Feng Tiannan's vitality, and there is not much left of these human-like monsters.

Looking at these slow-moving, skinny monsters, Rong Fei hesitated for a moment and finally didn't make a move.

They still have a faint heartbeat, and Rong Fei can't tell whether it's a human or a ghost.

Walk through the town into the mountains and into the cliffs.

Fixing Feng Tiannan's body to the trunk of the tree, Rong Fei hugged his fist at the corpse.

"Brother, wait a moment, and then go on the road after I avenge your demon extermination."

With that, Rong Fei went to the side and dug up the body of the masked monk.

When Rong Fei dissected the masked monk's corpse, he found that his blood had been sucked dry, but there were no wounds on the surface of his body, only many tiny hole-like wounds on the trachea and esophagus.

At that time, Rong Fei was still wondering how these wounds were caused, but after listening to Feng Tiannan's story, he had already guessed, but it still needed to be verified.

The masked monk's chest cavity was opened and examined closely, and sure enough, a hole was found in the wound.

Rong Fei took out the things he found from the wound and put it in front of his eyes, observing it by the moonlight.

It was a small piece of grayish-white that was slightly thicker than a human hair, and it looked familiar.

I gently twisted it with my fingers, and there was a rough friction sensation from the fingertips.

When I put my finger in front of my eyes, I found that it was stained with blood, sand and dirt.

Rong Fei suddenly realized, he had already guessed what the gray thing was, and why did it feel familiar.