Chu Xie is a person who is obsessed with martial arts, acting perversely and eclectic, and the application of immortal arts and swordsmanship is flexible and changeable, which is not comparable to ordinary people, compared with his younger brother Chu Xie, he seems to be good at only strength. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Lishi, Chu Lishi, seems to be this title praised by everyone, and has tied himself to the road of specialization.

"Hey. I'm a little sorry for the sword in my hand. Chu Fang was secretly sad. The three stone swords of the White Bird Peak are famous all over the world, and the number one meteorite among them, except for the second generation of the peak master of the White Bird Peak, no one can lift it, until the birth of Chu Xie finally saw the light of day. Therefore, although it ranks first in the three-stone sword, it is also the smallest in name; the second-ranked demon shaker is a sharp weapon held by the peak masters of the past dynasties, representing the inheritance of the peak master's position, and is rarely exposed to outsiders; the third-ranked one, that is, the big seven-star streamer sword in his hand, although it ranks last in the three-stone sword, it is a model of opening and closing, and rushing to kill in battle, and in terms of reputation alone, it is incomparable to the other two stone swords. The vast majority of immortals even equated the Great Seven Star Streamer Sword with the White Bird Peak Stone Sword, and they didn't know that there were two other more powerful brother swords.

The Great Seven Star Streamer Sword is incomparably powerful, and it is impossible to kill the enemy on the battlefield, since Chu Fang took over this fairy sword, he has always regarded it as a treasure, and he wipes it every day, and he can't put it down.

"Well, maybe I really don't deserve you. "Because of the existence of his younger brother Chu Xie, Chu Fang is obviously very strong, but in the silent and unmanned night, he still feels inferiority complex with outsiders, Chu Xie's understanding and understanding of the way of the sword make Chu Fang feel like a man's back.

I remember that when I was very young, I had a fight with Chu Xie, you know, he was the eldest of the six peak disciples, a full four years older than Chu Xie, but in that battle, Chu Xie showed incredible strength and actually defeated himself in one fell swoop. Although no one watched the battle at that time, Chu Fang was deeply aware of the difference in strength between the two, and the inferiority complex in his heart was also planted from that time; after that battle, Chu Xie probably felt sorry for his eldest brother who cared for him very much, so he went down the mountain, his whereabouts were erratic, and his behavior became more perverse.

This secret, Chu Fang has never been with outsiders, he can't speak, he can't speak, his younger brother Chu Xie left Shushan because of himself, such a thing is unspeakable no matter what;

Chu Fang understood what Chu Xie meant, but he could never ignore his existence, and he did a lot of great things for this purpose, all of which were to win people's hearts. Now that I think about it, this kind of behavior is simply stupid, the most important criterion for judging the quality of an immortal is not how good his popularity is, but how strong his strength is, the world of immortals, the weak eat the strong, the winner is king, even if you are as resourceful as the sea, if you have no power to restrain the chicken, no one will take you seriously.

Chu Fang finally realized his problem, as long as he realized it, it would not be too late. In the past few days, he has been thinking about how he can break through the current bottleneck. He thought about it for a long, long time, day after day, but never got an answer, until he saw a large number of birds flying up from the treetops, and finally came to his senses.

Strength is one's most prominent feature, and it is also the only advantage, but strength cannot be effectively transformed into combat effectiveness, because when fighting, the size of strength is only a factor that determines victory or defeat, sensitivity, speed, sword energy, killing intent, these are all related to the final success or failure. In the battle between himself and Shao Baiyu, he suffered a big loss above the immortal law, so he was defeated.

From this point of view, if you compare yourself to a towering giant tree with a swollen crown, and the eighteen martial arts on its body are all small birds perched on the big tree, and strength alone is a strong point, it is like a lone bird flying up from the canopy, and it will not produce much movement;

Chu Fang stared at the Great Seven Star Streamer Sword in his hand, and saw his square face from its thick sword body. The Great Seven Star Streamer Sword is a sword of stone, it is a heavy sword, and the sword gang cut out of such a heavy sword can't break Shao Baiyu's "painting the ground as a prison", what else can be thought of?

His reflection coincided with the flow of stars on the blade, and his mind followed into the sea of stars, as if he was freely shuttling through it.

Comprehending the Heavenly Astrolabe, so that the Boundless Dao Ancestor once enlightened, it can be seen that the sea of stars in the sky contains strange and unpredictable power; This point, the Chu Fang, who was so happy before, never found out.

Standing in the sea of stars, feeling the vastness and majesty of the power of the stars, Chu Fang seemed to see the apocalyptic scene caused by the stars falling from the sky and hitting the White Bird Peak, and he finally realized!

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On the majestic summit of Shu Mountain, six young Tianjiao enlightened at the same time, and their cultivation reached a higher level; Shen Fei, who went down the mountain and entered the mortal world, was disturbed by the mundane things around him, and he had not practiced well for a long time.

When he was fine these days, he kept thinking, no wonder the immortals always had to live in the highest places of the immortal mountains that mortals could not reach in order to seek a higher realm, and even opened up the cave mansion by themselves to live alone. Staying in the world all day like this, entangled with the disturbing things around you, there is no way to calm down and do something.

Not to mention anything else, except when she was sleeping, Nalan Ruoxue was almost inseparable, and she had to accompany her noisily all day long, and it was impossible to find time to practice. I was tired of accompanying her during the day, and naturally wanted to sleep at night, meditating for a few hours at most, and if this continued, I was afraid that my cultivation would be wasted.

Shen Fei was very helpless, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, and said secretly: More than a month has passed, I don't know if Bai Yu, who stayed on the mountain, has become stronger.

After tossing for half a night, Shen Fei really couldn't sleep, so he simply got up, pushed the window out, and the sword flew up and went out of the city.

When he arrived outside the city, he summoned all the seven children and Yan'er, Shen Fei was like a fish in water, galloping freely, his swift figure rose and fell in the forest, Shen Fei ran happily like a leopard, and between the ups and downs, a distance of several zhang. The seven little ones all gathered their wings and followed his steps behind him in the same way as running.

Although the boss has only three legs, he has a steady gait and is even faster than the other brothers.

One person and seven wolves, galloping in the mountains and forests, seem to have returned to the familiar environment before, and fully vent the depression of recent times.

In the midst of the wild running, Shen Fei suddenly saw something, and suddenly stopped, it turned out that the little sika deer that had been saved by himself and the Pure Spirit Monk had returned to the group and was leisurely grazing.

The reason why Shen Fei knew it was because the sika deer's injured leg was tied with the cotton yarn that he had changed with his own hands, and he motioned for Qixiao to stay in place, stepped forward alone, and stretched out his hand to the sika deer. Surprisingly, this whole group of sika deer was not afraid of him, and did not run away timidly, and the little sika deer that had been treated by himself took the initiative to jump over and approached him affectionately.

"Hehe, that's good. Shen Fei caressed it affectionately, and Qi Xiao who could see it in the distance gasped, since Qi Xiao grew up, his heart of protector and jealousy were more vigorous, and what he couldn't stand the most was Shen Fei's love for other creatures.

The little sika deer didn't know this, so he leaned his forehead under Shen Fei's palm and rubbed Shen Fei's body with his neck, so cute.

Shen Fei was curious while playing with it, it stands to reason that the deer herd is the bottom of the food chain, the most timid existence, usually just smelling the scent of humans, and running away in fear when they hear the footsteps of the squirrel, how can they be so calm and calm like them.

Shen Fei was really a little curious about this, Qi Xiao had caught a black bear in the jungle many days ago, which proved that there were carnivorous animals in the forest, since there were creatures that could prey on them, they should not be so leisurely and defenseless.

Burying his doubts in his heart, Shen Fei patted the forehead of the little sika deer, stood up by himself, and looked around. The terrain here is open, the vision is clear, it is obviously night, but there is a white moonlight pouring down, and the sika deer stroll leisurely in the moonlight, choosing the grass to eat at will.

Odd!

Shen Fei suddenly felt that something was not right, and he couldn't say where the problem was, but he just felt that something was wrong, as if there was something incongruous in the picture in front of him.

Shen Fei stood in place, feeling the wind, and was surprised to see that the grass waves swaying with the wind actually showed a fixed frequency, and the gnawing and movement of those sika deer seemed to be arranged in advance, like a comic book of artificially controlled scenes, all the while, repeating a fixed number of actions.

Shocked in his heart, Shen Fei resolutely stepped forward, those sika deer who were grazing still did not get restless because of his recklessness, or ran restlessly, they were calmly busy with their own affairs, traveling between fixed points and lines.

Shen Fei strode forward and stretched out his hand towards the sika deer closest to him, and as he expected, his palm easily penetrated it, as if nothing existed.

It turns out that everything is fake, a dream woven by people with ulterior motives.

Shen Fei was speechless, quickly walked between the various sika deer, stretched out his arm to touch them, sure enough, each one was fake, all of them were phantoms under the moon, monotonously and mechanically repeating a few fixed movements, but the little sika deer was very happy, frolicking and playing beside the tall siblings, not realizing at all that he had been living in a dream woven by others.

Such a real dream. Shen Fei was simply stunned, and muttered to himself: "Pure Spirit Monk, Pure Spirit Monk, you really opened my eyes." ”

The phantom under the moon, the real and happy dream, thinking of the scene of the pure spirit monk dreaming of the old man who was bent on death, Shen Fei finally knew why the old man immediately re-strengthened his belief in the Buddha after the dream, it turned out that he was disturbed by a dream that seemed to be real and illusory.

Leaving here, Shen Fei was no longer in the mood to run, the beautiful picture lingered like a nightmare, artificially weaving lies, beautifying the original incomplete reality to the point of perfection, this technique is simply appalling, just imagine, if a person's daily life is dreaming, even if the dream is beautiful and perfect, it has lost the meaning of life.

The boss saw the loss of Shen Fei's state of mind, and took the initiative to come closer, it is now huge, with a stable gait, it looks quite terrifying at first glance, but in front of Shen Fei, it looks like a weak little lamb, Shen Fei looked at it, showed a smile, grabbed the fur behind it and lifted his legs, and rode on its body, the boss was very obedient from beginning to end.

Shen Fei rode it and raised his hand: "Walk slowly, let me be quiet and think about it." ”

Beasts such as tigers and leopards, because they are good at jumping, do not have a particularly flat back, and often bump on them, and are not as comfortable as riding on horses;

Shen Fei rode it forward slowly, and the six little tigers with folded wings followed him with great eyes, looking majestic and imposing from a distance.

As he walked forward, he pondered the identity of the Pure Spirit Monk: this little monk who called himself a wandering monk did not look ordinary, his sympathy for the weak was completely sincere, and he sincerely wanted to help these poor people or poor beasts he met around him, and even did not hesitate to weave sweet dreams to help them get rid of their suffering; not only that, but the Pure Spirit Monk's belief in the Buddha seemed to be very firm, and from his eyes, Shen Fei could see something special, as if he had lofty ideals and ambitions.

He was reluctant to say his teacher's inheritance, which showed that his teacher's inheritance was by no means simple, and it wouldn't be from Lingyin Temple, right? Could it be that it was the Pure Spirit Monk who gave orders to the host of Huayan Temple behind his back?

Shen Fei felt that his idea was ridiculous, after all, the Pure Spirit Monk seemed to have no other abilities except for the trick of dreaming, but he felt that there was a certain possibility, because the more he came into contact with the Pure Spirit Monk, the more he felt that this person was unfathomable.

No one had ever given him such a strange feeling, never before!

He actually regretted it a little now, if he had stabbed him to death with a sword in the depths of the dense forest that day, without the resistance of the Pure Spirit Monk, he would not have these entanglements in his heart now.

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