In a large hall of the Astounding God Palace, Chu Wufang was sitting cross-legged on a jade bed, with a small sword hanging above his head, circling around him endlessly.

The cold light was swishing, and the hall was overflowing with cold air.

Chu Wufang was expressionless, like a statue, urging the small sword to circulate endlessly, his mind and sword were in harmony, looking for spiritual light.

Only by finding the spiritual light of the sword, and the heart light and the spiritual light, can the maximum power of the heart sword be exerted.

The aura of the sword is extremely difficult to capture, and every time you practice the sword, only by capturing it can you be regarded as a real sword practitioner and truly beneficial.

And capturing the aura is extremely exhausting, and you can't last too long at a time.

If you are lucky, you can catch it quickly, but if it doesn't go well, it may be wasted in an hour.

He could only survive an hour, and after an hour, he was unable to practice swordsmanship anymore.

The heart sword flew to the entrance of the main hall with a "swish", and the sword light collided and opened the door of the main hall.

The "squeak......" hall opened.

A middle-aged man floated into the hall, hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Chu." ”

"What's the matter?" Chu Wufang's face was gloomy, and he glanced at him lightly, and the middle-aged man's heart was cold.

Since his defeat to Leng Fei, Chu Wufang's temper has become more and more eccentric, capricious, and angry at every turn.

Every time I came to him, I felt like I was walking on thin ice, as if I would be killed by anger at any moment.

Although he has never killed his fellow disciples, he gives people the feeling that he will break out at any time.

"There is news outside that Leng Fei went mad and died. The middle-aged man said quickly and clearly.

After he spat out this string of words, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, ridiculous!" Chu Wufang twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered disdainfully: "Some people also believe this kind of lie?"

"It's ridiculous that we need to think about it. The middle-aged man stiffened his hair and said softly: "We suspect that it was spread by the four sects of the Purple Thunder Gate, and they begged for peace and handed over the soul protection lamp." ”

"Would they be so stupid?" Chu Wufang snorted: "What's the value of a lie that can be broken at the first glance?

The Dust Que is not located in the Heavenly Realm, and outside the Heavenly Realm, no one can reach the Dust Que without the permission of the Dust Que.

So it is simply impossible to be besieged.

And the disciples of Qi Chenque rarely come out, let alone have a chance, what's the use of spreading this rumor?

Purely disgusting?

Could it be to force Chenque to clarify and let Leng Fei show up, so as to deal with Leng Fei?

The middle-aged man said softly, "Could it be that Zhou Qingshan spread it?"

"No way. Chu Wufang shook his head: "Zhou Qingshan knows that Leng Fei will never come forward to clarify, it's useless." ”

"Who could that be?" said the middle-aged man in thought, "What is the purpose?"

Chu Wufang snorted: "Ignore it, Leng Fei didn't die so easily, and he went mad?" Hey, ridiculous!"

"Yes. The middle-aged man clasped his fists and bowed and exited the hall.

Chu Wufang got up and paced with his hands on his shoulders.

The heart sword hovered above his head, moving with him, walking around, dozens of back and forth, he still couldn't help but be curious, and disappeared in place in a flash, and the next moment it had appeared in front of a mountain.

This is a very inconspicuous mountain, tall as a sword, and the trees are lush as a thick green coat.

He came to a stone wall at the foot of the mountain, and gently slapped his right palm, making a clear sound of "ding".

A moment later, Cheng Yaoyi appeared in front of him, dressed in white like snow, with an indifferent expression, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"I want to see Leng Fei in the next place. Chu Wufang hugged his fists and said, "I still hope to pass through." ”

"Senior Brother Leng is in retreat, and no one is seen. Cheng Yaoyi said coldly.

Chu Wufang frowned: "Could it be that the rumors are true?"

"What rumors?" Cheng Yaoyi snorted.

Chu Wufang said: "It is said that when Leng Fei was in retreat, he went mad and died, I don't know if it's true?"

"What nonsense!" Cheng Yaoyi said coldly: "This is the death of Senior Brother Leng by cursing!

Her face showed a hint of unnaturalness, but it quickly faded.

Chu Wufang had been staring at her closely, catching this trace of unnaturalness, his suspicion suddenly rose, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know when Leng Fei will leave the customs?"

"How do you know this!" Cheng Yaoyi said lightly: "If he doesn't come out, will it be difficult for us to get him out?"

"How long will it take?" Chu Wufang said.

Cheng Yaoyi snorted: "It may be out of the customs tomorrow, or it may be a year later, ten years or even a hundred years later." ”

"Huh...... Century. Chu Wufang smiled.

Cheng Yaoyi frowned and said, "What, isn't it impossible?"

"Impossible!" Chu Wufang shook his head and said: "No matter how much you retreat, it can't be a hundred years, unless the injury is serious and you can't fight it, you can only support it, otherwise, no one can withstand a hundred years of retreat." ”

Retreat is a very boring thing, and it is as if you are alone in the world, abandoned and isolated by the world.

This feeling is okay for a while, ten days is fine, and a month is already the limit, and I can't bear it anymore.

I haven't experienced this kind of taste, even if I don't know it carefully, I can't explain it clearly, and I don't know the pain if I haven't experienced it.

Cheng Yaoyi said: "No one can say for sure, I will leave without anything." ”

"Wait!" Chu Wufang said busily.

Cheng Yaoyi looked at him lightly.

Chu Wufang said: "Fairy Cheng, I know that Leng Fei is dead. ”

"Ridiculous!" Cheng Yaoyi squinted at him disdainfully.

Chu Wufang stared at her every subtle expression, and through this tentative word, he wanted to discover the truth.

He really noticed that Cheng Yaoyi's expression was faintly different.

Although he tried his best to hide it, he couldn't completely hide his eyes, it seemed that Leng Fei was really dead!

He felt Cheng Yaoyi carefully, and wanted to sense Leng Fei's breath through Cheng Yaoyi.

It sounds inexplicable, mysterious, but it's actually very simple.

He had murderous intent and wanted to kill Cheng Yaoyi.

Then through intuitive induction, this move is inappropriate, if it is inappropriate, it means that Cheng Yaoyi has a stronger master hidden behind him, and the master who can threaten himself is cold.

If his intuition didn't warn him that something was wrong, it meant that Leng Fei was really dead, and there was no danger in killing her.

Cheng Yaoyi sensed his killing intent, her breath condensed, her eyes were like electricity, and she stared at him: "What are you going to do?"

Chu Wufang smiled: "Hehe, Fairy Cheng, don't get me wrong, I just thought of something else." ”

Cheng Yaoyi snorted: "I left if I had nothing to do." ”

"Fairy Cheng, please ——!" Chu Wufang clenched his fists, took two steps back, and gave way to show that he did not mean to offend.

Cheng Yaoyi frowned and looked at him, and disappeared in a flash.

Chu Wufang looked at the location where she disappeared, his face was cloudy, he shook his head and turned around and floated away.

After a while, Cheng Yaoyi flashed again, watching him disappear, shook his head with some disappointment, and returned to Liang Jiangyue's main hall.

Liang Jiangyue saw him appear, got up and said, "Not fooled?"

"He probably felt something. Cheng Yaoyi shook his head and said lightly: "The inheritor of the Heart Sword always has some strange skills. ”

"That's it. Liang Jiangyue said: "You can't underestimate him because he was defeated by Leng Fei, he is the heir of the heart sword." ”

Bai Zhi also floated in and shook her head: "Zhou Qingshan was not fooled. ”

PS: Update done.

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