Looking up, behind the blue curtain, a woman with a sword stood in front of the window, her fingers bent together, stroking the shiny blade of the sword.

The eyebrows are like willows, the hair is like clouds, and the shark is fragrant and snowy.

The temperament is calm, as serious as the mountain, dignified, and generous.

In his hand, the three-foot green blade, the sword body is silver and white, and the cold light is shining, and in the moonlight, it is shrouded in a hazy sense of mystery.

Raise your head to the northwest clouds, leaning on the sky and thousands of miles to have a long sword. ”

In the middle of the night, the moon and stars are scarce, look up and see for a long time, and the starlight of the bullfight is still shining.

Outside the royal city, the mountains are towering, like the stars holding the moon, holding this huge city in the palm of the hand, standing on the frontier.

After tens of millions of years of wind and frost, it has been built several times, but the royal city still does not fall, like a giant in the East, always standing.

In the distant direction of the Red Blood Ice Field, a large black cloud pressed down on the city, and strange thunder and lightning rumbled, but there was no rain.

The woman leaned on the railing, pointing at the sky, just like the wind and thunder, only one person, but it seemed to give people a sense of oppression like thousands of troops.

The rise and fall of the ages, a hundred years of sad laughter, a moment of viewing, the sentient beings are too small. ”

What I wish in my life, with the sword in my hand, I will defeat the world. The way of the sword is proved to be all over the heavens and all worlds, and the other side is empty. ”

The woman, with her pride, was endless.

It's just that her eyes are white, and she can't see the world clearly......

On her body, there is an extremely strong fierce aura, a metallic aura, and she is decisive in killing.

She is withered.

On weekdays, he stays in the fifth floor attic of the Wumei Dumpling Restaurant, exchanging cultivation experiences with many qi refiners, refining his heart in red dust, watching people come and go, and tasting all kinds of life, so as to collect qi and abandon his spirit.

She rarely went downstairs, rarely saw people, and rarely spoke.

Even when she spoke, her words were as pale as her eyes.

Feng Jialun walked up to her and said respectfully: "Sister Wanku, I've come to see you." ”

He looked at her carefully,

Wan Ku looked at Feng Jialun, naturally not with his eyes, but by his ears, listening to the sound to distinguish the position, he walked there, she saw that.

"When did you come?"

Feng Jialun: "I've been in Wangcheng for five days, and I've cured my mother's illness, so I've come here." ”

"Your mother is gone?"

Feng Jialun: "Well, let's go. ”

"What's next?"

Feng Jialun: "I want to set up a faction. ”

"Okay, I know, you can go and stay outside the door first." ”

Feng Jialun: "Well, then I'll step back first." ”

After some conversation, Feng Jialun left the Mother of Earth, Hou Tu, and withdrew from the door.

If you have not seen the world with your own eyes, how can you say that you understand the world? ”

At this time, there was a withered voice in the room, and her heart, stubbornly on one of her eyes, was not relieved.

Her strength has been stuck at the ninth order of Qiyao, and she can't go any further.

This time, Feng Jialun came and planned to ask her.

He is now a Qi Refiner, but he is not very clear about the future path.

Originally, he could have waited for Zhang Yidao to teach him, but he wanted to practice faster and ask different people about their cultivation experiences.

"Spring, summer, autumn, winter. ”

I have never seen the spring flowers blooming, the spring is full of gardens, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. ”

I have never seen the scorching sun, the scorching sun, and the sweat like rain. ”

I haven't seen it, a leaf knows autumn, golden wheat waves, flowers and plants wither. ”

I haven't seen it, it's cold, it's snowy, and it's snowing. ”

What are the sun, moon and stars, flowers and trees, and people of all shapes? Why can't I see it? ”

I want to go against the sky, open my eyes, and see the world clearly. ”

Wan Ku roared violently one after another, as if he was venting his emotions, and the whole person fell into a trace of madness, almost demonic.

Feng Jialun stood outside the door, a little worried about her state at the moment.

However, at this time, a voice came from the yellow-robed old man who knew the sea, and said: "Boy, this is her showing her inner demons, you have to pay attention to what she says, and see how she fights against her inner demons." ”

Feng Jialun asked: "What is a demon?"

The yellow-robed old man replied, "When you become a first-order Qi refiner of the Nine Palaces, you will understand what the inner demon is. ”

Now, all you have to do is watch her perform and see how she responds. ”

As he was talking, in the room, the sword was dancing with a wither, and the shadow of the sword was reflected on the gauze in the room, cutting, cutting, stabbing, and picking.

She, cloaked in a cloak, kept the long sword in her hand, and when she was tired, she picked up the lamp to look at the sword.

The mouth said: "Be free and clear, the way of heaven is impermanent, karma, you can't be too obsessed with perfection, you have to formalize yourself." ”

Heaven is fair, we need to use our own hands to change the world and change ourselves. ”

The road of life, walk step by step on your own, what can really protect you is your own choice of good and evil. Then on the other hand, what can really hurt you is the same, your own choice. ”

Forget the past, grasp the present, and believe in the future. ”

"Wow~ "

The blade of the sword, sliding lightly over the candlelight, extinguished the fire, and the candle split in half.

After the fire was extinguished, he said to me outside the door, "All right, come in." ”

Feng Jialun gently pushed open the door and walked in.

"Do you see what's coming out?"

Feng Jialun shook his head and said, "I don't understand too much, Sister Yunku, what do you want to say?"

Although, the old man in the yellow robe reminded him that he said that the purpose of the withering was to let him see the demons in the heart of the qi refiner, but after all, he didn't realize it himself, so he said that he didn't understand.

"Actually, it's nothing, just to tell you that my physical defect is in the eyes, and my mental magic is also about the eyes. ”

Before every Qi Refiner starts to level up, he has to go through a deep dialogue with himself, know himself, understand himself, and open a door about the dark side of the soul. ”

There, you will have a better understanding of what you are missing, and your future practice can revolve around that deficiency and learn from each other's strengths. ”

However, the dark side is also dangerous, once the Qi Refiner indulges in it, he will lose his nature, become manic, and murderous, especially for the people around him, he is full of evil energy, and will directly kill people close to him. ”

After speaking, he talked to Feng Jialun about the negative and positive emotions of people.

Negative: low self-esteem, pessimism, stinginess, narrow-mindedness, hypocrisy, cowardice, deception, arrogance, blame, greed, hesitation, fear, depression, resentment, irritation, impatience, avoidance.

Positive: self-confidence, optimism, integrity, selflessness, generosity, tolerance, loyalty, bravery, firmness, strength, decisiveness, enterprising, fraternity, responsibility, trust, respect.

She warned Feng Jialun that when facing her own demons, she must be prepared in advance, and often ask herself, what do you want most, what are you most afraid of, and what do you regret doing?

For these questions, you must have a good and positive answer in your own consciousness, so that when facing the demons, you will not be too passive and affected by 'his' emotions.

Feng Jialun listened carefully and began to examine himself, now he is still a Qi Refiner without any level, and he needs to work harder to become stronger.

Time passed in a hurry, and unconsciously, the withering and wind Jialun chatted for two hours, and the sky outside gradually began to brighten.

"Gurgle, cluck, cluck...... ”

The rooster crows to announce the dawn, and in the east of the distant mountains, a red glow appears, and a new day begins.

Feng Jialun, farewell, and went to the Wind Academy.

Today, Huifeng Academy is about to reopen.

I don't know what kind of martial arts and exercises Zhang Yidao will teach.

Or is it the same as before, and let them dry for a day?