Summer nights are always sleepless, especially in the hot and cold desert. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sleepless nights, people have no heart.

Mo Feng took the wine gourd and walked towards the sand dune slowly, and Ye Zihan followed step by step behind him, but Mo Feng's body tilted many times, and he was about to fall, but Ye Zihan was indifferent, because Ye Zihan knew that the master was not drunk, and if he looked carefully, his steps were always so light, there was no stumbling, although his body moved, his feet never moved. This must be done by people with a certain level of internal strength.

Ye Zihan held the ruthless sword, let the cold wind blow his clothes and long hair, in this cold night, an old man and a young man, a teacher and an apprentice, woke up and drunk, and slowly walked towards the sand dunes in the distance.

The little fool has slept peacefully, Li Yongmao is still at the door to protect Zhu Jingning, but Zhu Jingning is lying on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about what Mo Feng said today, let them go back to the Central Plains, then in this case, once they arrive in the Central Plains, Zhu Jingning has no reason to stay, and has to go back to the palace. To be honest, Zhu Jingning did feel a little reluctant in her heart, but she didn't know why she was reluctant, as long as she thought about so many people and things, and thought of leaving this Jianghu martial arts, leaving so many people: Master Mo Feng, Xiao Silly, Bing Ling, Bing Yu, and.... The leaves are cold.

Every time Zhu Jingning thinks of this name, he first feels a chill, and then what comes to mind is the ice face, no wonder people call him "cold ice".

Zhu Jingning was lying on the bed, and what Li Yongmao said echoed in his mind: Martial arts and the imperial court will never be separated. Tossing and turning, destined to have no sleep tonight.

....

Mo Feng sat on the sandy slope. Looking back at the present, Ye Zihan also knew some incredible secrets on this sandy slope, which has been troubled to this day, coupled with various recent deeds, Ye Zihan is even more puzzled, but the master does not tell him.

"Sit" Mo Feng let Ye Zihan sit down.

"Give" Mo Feng handed the wine gourd to Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan took a big sip of "Gudong", and the wine entered his heart and lungs, there was no cold, only warmth.

Mo Feng took the flask and drank several sips, and a little bit of wine melted into the desert...

"Do you remember the last time you went to the Central Plains, I said to you?" Mo Feng said drunkly.

"I remember that the master told me that 'there are times in life when you have to have it, and there is no time in life when you don't force it', and 'there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge'. I have always taken the master's words to heart. Ye Zihan said.

"Good, good, good. Just remember. Mo Feng applauded repeatedly, and "Gu Dong" took another sip of wine.

"Give me the sword. Mo Feng said.

Ye Zihan didn't know what the master was going to do, but he still handed the sword to Mo Feng without hesitation.

Mo Feng took the sword, then took a big sip of wine, and threw it forward, and the wine jug flew out.

"Bang" Mo Feng slapped his palm on the ground, and with the help of his strength, Mo Feng flew into the air, and flew towards the wine jug with his feet in the air. "Look!"

Woohoo!

Whoosh!

Buzz!

Mo Feng held the ruthless sword in his hand and practiced the "Nine Swords of Vortling Shadows" in midair.

All of a sudden, the sound of breaking wind echoed in the night sky. And the most important thing is that the wine gourd is under the control of Mo Feng, it does not fall to the ground, and dances with the ruthless sword.

From the air to the ground, Mo Feng has never stopped, and the ruthless sword and the wine gourd cooperate extremely tacitly under Mo Feng's control.

Ye Zihan watched from the sidelines, he hadn't seen Mo Feng practice swords for a long time, and he didn't expect that Mo Feng's martial arts still hadn't regressed, but had become more sophisticated. Ye Zihan always knew that Mo Feng's internal strength was profound, but he didn't expect it to be so unfathomable, just like the black-robed man that day. Don't.... Ye Zihan had a guess, but immediately shook his head and denied it, both of them have different methods.

Nine Swords of the Shadow: One sword

Two swords

Three swords

.....

Eight swords

Ye Zihan could see that Mo Feng was practicing the moves of the Nine Swords of the Rotating Shadow, and each style looked so spontaneous.

Nine Swords!!

This style of Ye Zihan has not yet been learned, and the ninth sword is a hurdle for Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan carefully watched Mo Feng's movements, every move, every sword and every shadow flashed in Ye Zihan's eyes and entered his mind.

Subsequently, Mo Feng's internal force was topped, and the wine gourd was shocked to the sky.

"Catch the sword!" As he spoke, Mo Feng threw the sword over, Ye Zihan jumped into the air, caught the ruthless sword, and then, he played the "Nine Swords of Vortling Shadows". A sword and a shadow...

"Catch it!" Mo Feng stepped aside early, looked at the wine gourd that was about to fall, and said, "I still have wine in there!"

There is also wine! Ye Zihan didn't expect it just now, he didn't expect that there was still wine in the wine gourd, he thought that the master had already drunk it, but he never expected that there would be wine, Ye Zihan couldn't help but be surprised!

Then, the Nine Swords of the Swirling Shadow danced, and Ye Zihan also caught the wine gourd, danced with the wind, and walked away in response to the sword.

....

But Ye Zihan obviously felt that something was missing, not like when the master was practicing.

The Nine Swords of the Spiral Shadow continued to climb backwards, one sword to eight swords, and the eight swords were Ye Zihan's current limit.

Ye Zihan wanted to break through the last ninth sword, so he used his heart trick to start dancing the moves of the ninth sword.

However, at the beginning of the first form, I felt that there was a barrier in my body, blocking it, and I couldn't get past it, and it rebounded back at once. Counterattacking from the inside out, suddenly, a true qi reversed, and a sour and numb feeling came to his heart, and the ruthless sword in Ye Zihan's hand was uncontrollable and fell on the sand. The wine gourd also fell from the air due to the lack of true qi support.

"Hey, don't be sorry for my good wine," Mo Feng rushed to catch the wine gourd with lightning speed, and then took a big sip of "Gu Dong Gu Dong".

"Come on. Mo Feng said, walked back, and returned to the sand slope, Ye Zihan picked up the sword and slowly walked towards the sand slope.

The master and apprentice sat on the sand slope, Ye Zihan was expressionless, but he was still a little disappointed in his heart. Still haven't practiced the ninth sword.

"The Ninth Sword needs chance, and when the time comes, it will naturally break through. Although the teacher has now practiced the ninth sword, the point of the unity of the sword of that person has not yet reached the level of being a teacher. Mo Feng said sentimentally.

"Man and sword in one!?" Ye Zihan said.

"After the ninth sword, there is the unity of man and sword, but the unity of man and sword as a teacher does not know how to break through, you need to understand by yourself, I previously learned something about the realm of the unity of man and sword from a senior master," Mo Feng recalled the past, "The unity of man and sword, no sword in the hand is a sword, no sword is like a sword, no sword is better than a sword; ”

Ye Zihan chewed Mo Feng's words carefully...

"This time you go to the Central Plains, you will get all the answers, be careful, the teacher has been helping you. Mo Feng looked at it and said, "Also, let the little fool follow you, the last time you left, he missed you a lot, besides, one more person, one more strength." ”

"Also, you haven't been talkative since you were a child, and I think your friends are not bad, and it won't hurt you to make more friends. Mo Feng continued, "Okay, that's it, you go back to sleep." ”

Mo Feng finished speaking in one breath, not giving Ye Zihan a chance to speak at all.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, I won't let you carry it back this time, go back. ”

"I'm leaving, master. ”

"Good wine, hahaha, good wine..."Mo Feng lay on the sandy slope, drinking the wine one by one, as if drinking water.

....

"Don't forget what I said. ”

Ye Zihan slowly walked in the direction of home, and about halfway through, Mo Feng's voice came from behind Ye Zihan.

Ye Zihan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk.

....

When Ye Zihan was far away, Mo Feng was standing alone on the desert drinking wine and dancing, no!

....

The night is sleepless, the air conditioning has receded, and the scorching heat is still the main color of the desert.

As soon as the morning dawned, Ye Zihan and the others set off.

Originally, the little fool was reluctant to let Ye Zihan go, but when he heard Mo Feng say that he would let him go too, he was immediately overjoyed, and excitedly took Ye Zihan's hand, and then smiled at Zhu Jingning: "Sister, we can play again."

...

Ye Zihan, Zhu Jingning, Xiaosil, Li Yongmao, the four of them went on the road together and rushed to the Central Plains. Mo Feng told them to let them take the waterway, it was faster, and it wasn't too hot, now these dog days, it was hot everywhere, and the waterway was relatively better.

In this way, Ye Zihan and others started their journey south to the Central Plains.

First to Fengyang County, and then to Xinglin Mansion, so, take the waterway, go directly to Xuzhou, and then come to the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is not far from the Shiji Gate...