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There are three thousand Dao methods, but they are only a collective name for hundreds of millions of magic methods.

The monks cultivating the immortal road, the demon clan cultivating the demon road, and the demon clan cultivating the demon path can all be broken through the avenue to confirm the mixed element, but they are all ups and downs, and they are all dead and lifeless.

It's just that the most difficult thing in the world to understand is the way of love, whether it is a demon or a demon, it has been the saddest love since ancient times.

Throughout the ages, many talented demons and heroes have been defeated by love, and finally turned into ashes and disappeared.

Of course, it is rumored that among the three thousand avenues, there is a supreme avenue, called Taishang Forgetful Dao.

Those who practice this Tao forget all the friendships in the world, cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and finally have no self and no other to confirm their true hearts, and to prove that the Great Dao lasts forever.

"If you can't even do it, what kind of immortal will it prove? If you are ruthless and desireless, what is the difference between it and grass, trees, and stubborn stones? Even if you are immortal, what is the point?"

Du Feiyun slowly inhaled a breath, cool and cold, into his lungs, making his mind much clearer, and muttering to himself in a low voice.

He still stood in place, not moving, his eyes looking at the mouth of the valley, the pain and despair in it gradually converged, and the tense nerves in his body also relaxed a little.

"Hmph! The way of cultivation, self-cultivation and self-cultivation, is originally the way to break through the falsehood and confirm the original heart, how strong the mana is just a foreign object, and the self-exploration of the mind is the realm of improvement, this is the smooth road to the supreme avenue!"

"If I don't even dare to grasp this relationship...... Hesitating and hesitating for it, then how can I talk about being strong and persistent, and how can I become an immortal if my Dao heart is not strong?"

When the words fell, Du Feiyun's expression had returned to normal, and his eyes looking into the distance had once again returned to gentleness and firmness, no longer painful and confused.

"I'm still the same me...... He's not that guy anymore, so how can I be worthy of him now?"

"Only a proud girl like Senior Sister Bing is qualified to enjoy his care and care, what qualifications do I have?"

"He's a genius out of nowhere...... In the future, it must be a true dragon that soars for nine days...... What qualifications can I have to walk with him?"

Ning Xuewei covered her cheeks and squatted on the ground, letting the crystal tears overflow her eyes, her heart was still twitching. Seems...... Even the breath is cold, the chest and lungs are cold, and the heart is gradually cold.

Lin Yin and another female disciple found out about her abnormality, suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and comforted her softly, but she turned a deaf ear and sobbed helplessly.

A black figure suddenly descended, with a majestic momentum that made people's hearts tremble slightly, making Lin Yin and the female disciple can't help but get up, and after seeing the person who came, they were about to salute and say hello, but they were stopped by him waving his hand.

Under the signal of his eyes, Lin Yin and the female disciple left, taking the remaining female disciples all the way back to the station.

There was silence in the field, only Ning Xuewei who was squatting on the ground...... And him. He is Du Feiyun, who seems to have broken through the situation at this time and made a decision that he thinks he will never regret even if he is wrong.

Admittedly, sometimes, the path of practice ...... It is this kind of self-confidence and paranoia that is needed. Whether it's right or wrong, just ask about your heart and yourself.

He slowly bent down...... Squatting in front of her, just looking at her quietly, without speaking, his eyes are gentle and doting, as if he is admiring his most beloved baby. ...,

She noticed that the situation around her was different, she collected her mind, sensed his breath, and knew that he was crouching beside her and looking at her, her body couldn't help curling up, and her heart collapsed even tighter.

At this time, she was like a kitten, curled up helplessly, but stubbornly buried her head, hiding her embarrassment and heartache deeply.

The venue was silent, except for the spring breeze, which brought a faint floral fragrance that lingered between the mouth and nose.

Both of them maintained this posture, and after a long time, Ning Xuewei finally couldn't bear his gaze, and was stared at by him, and slowly raised her head, looked at him, bit her lip and said, "What are you looking at?"

Seeing her pretending to be indifferent, pretending to be reserved, and deliberately straining her face, he suddenly felt a little funny, and his heart touched warmly, and he couldn't help but laugh, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "You look so good when you cry. ”

The temperature from her fingertips, the gentle fingers across her cheeks, made her heart tremble, as if an inexplicable force was scurrying in her body, making her hands and feet a little numb, and her hands were twisted together and she didn't know where to put them.

"When you're done crying, come with me. He was still crouching, his eyes unchanged, staring into her eyes, and his eyes bloomed with a different kind of charm.

"Well, who's going to go with you. Rarely, Ning Xuewei rolled her eyes, pouted her little mouth, and deliberately ignored her.

"Ha Lu Ha!" unprecedentedly, it seems that even Du Feiyun's heart has changed greatly, and he actually stood up and crossed his waist, looking like a bandit king. "Little beauty, even if you don't want to, I'm going to snatch you back as Mrs. Zhai, you can't escape, hahaha......"

Ning Xuewei burst into tears and smiled, turned her face away in shame, and didn't dare to look at him, her swan-like white neck was also dyed with a layer of red, and her heart was even thumping......

Before she could speak, when she felt a little worried in her heart, she only felt that her slender waist was held by a strong arm, and then her feet were lightly lifted off the ground, and he was hugged and flew into the sky.

In an instant, the two of them rose from the ground to a height of dozens of feet, and were stopped in his arms by his powerful arms, she had no choice but to cling to his chest, her pretty face was even hotter, and her eyes were closed and she didn't dare to open them.

Meng Meng had already turned into a golden-crowned eagle, and her smooth and narrow wings flapped one by one, and suddenly rushed to Du Feiyun's feet, carrying him and Ning Xuewei together, and her wings fluttered into the air thousands of feet high.

Below, more than thirty female disciples stopped, craned their necks to look at the black dots in the sky that were rapidly getting smaller, their pretty faces were full of envy and blessings, Lin Yin and several good sisters hugged each other excitedly, and a hazy mist appeared in their eyes.

"The big piece of wood has finally come to an end...... Senior Sister Xue Wei finally didn't have to be tortured anymore. There were tears in the corners of Lin Yin's eyes, but there was a bright smile on his face, and he forgot his humility for a while, and scolded Du Feiyun as a big wood. What is rare is that several female disciples actually nodded in unison, looking deeply sympathetic.

Above Qianwen in the sky, Du Feiyun and Ning Xue talked about standing on Mengmeng's back...... Meng Meng pierced the sky like a streamer, and the Dire followed closely behind.

From time to time, there were traces of clouds and mist floating beside him, and there was a cold wind howling in his ears, Ning Xuewei was held in his arms by him, close to his broad chest...... I didn't feel the slightest cold or wind, but I felt that my chest and lungs were filled with warm currents.

"Let go of me, Feiyun, let go of me. She was so ashamed that her boneless little hands pushed his shoulders...... But I can't break free at all. Ever since she was held in his arms and off the ground, she had been blushing and closing her eyes, and she didn't dare to open her eyes to look at him.

This time, Du Feiyun did not pretend to be arrogant, and returned to his usual silent but steady temperament, and said in a gentle but undoubted voice: "Don't let go, resolutely don't let go, and let go of you again...... I'm afraid you'll leave me again. ”...,

As he spoke, he hugged her tighter, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, and held her tightly in his arms without a single barrier, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"No, it won't......" was wrapped and squeezed by his broad chest...... Her heart was full of his breath, Ning Xuewei was even more embarrassed, and she couldn't care about being shy in a hurry.

"Okay, you've finally promised me. Du Feiyun smiled slightly, which loosened her slightly, and Ning Xuewei, who was almost out of breath, suddenly lowered her head and gasped, with a pretty face...... Even the sparkling earlobes were red.

"No......" Ning Xuewei reacted at this time, feeling even more ashamed, and was about to explain, but he held his cheeks with both hands and forced to raise his head.

Du Feiyun didn't give her a chance, and blocked all the words she was about to say in her throat, perhaps, she would never have a chance to say it.

His eyes were full of tenderness, holding her fair and sparkling cheeks, and despite her shyness, he undoubtedly covered his mouth over the small red cherry mouth.

"Hmm......" Ning Xuewei's body suddenly stiffened, her hands stopped suddenly, her mind became blank, her big eyes widened instantly, and her heart missed half a beat, and she forgot to beat and move.

He hugged her tightly, wrapping her waist around her waist, without a single gap between the two, and his body fit together perfectly. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and let him pick up gently but domineeringly. The slightly puffed cherry mouth was pryed open by him domineeringly with his tongue, and then raged in it, chasing the slippery lilac tongue.