It's been three days, Feng Yi is still immersed in the sadness of Xiao Xi's departure, and he can only kill time through endless cultivation every day, and it is always painful to lose a friend.

In the Drunken Immortal Building, Feng Yi still sat in the same position, still ordered the dishes on the most expensive table, and was still drinking beautiful wine, but he didn't have the feeling of being happy and comfortable at the beginning.

Although Fengyi was hunted down by the Immortal League, he was not a ruthless and unrighteous person after all, which is also Fengyi's bottom line. started from going to Fanyang City to risk death to save Ning Nuo, and then to abducting and taking pity Jiuyou, who couldn't bear to kill her, and then was rescued by Su Zihao, accepted him as his younger brother, and finally met Xiaoxi and treated her as a friend.

Fengyi knows that everyone's departure is a kind of helplessness. For himself, it may also be a wound, a wound that cannot be repaired now. At this time, Feng Yi was thinking about how strong he had to become in order to stop those departures and make up for those wounds. What is the purpose of self-sacrificing cultivation?

The wine entrance is three points drunk, Fengyi is a little drunk, but he is extremely sober, and he keeps asking himself what he is for?

"Seek supreme power and glory like a father?"

"No, no, I don't care about that at all, from the beginning I just wanted to be a mortal. Feng Yi lay on the fairy table, talking to himself, his eyes sad and confused.

"Everything, everything was forced by you, but what am I for? Feng Yi's voice grew louder and louder, alarming the others.

"The world is impermanent, the avenue is constant, the road to cultivating immortals is endless, loneliness and loneliness are always accompanied, what supports us is our own way, and the avenue is always against the impermanence of the world, you, what kind of way is cultivating?"

With long hair like ink and a shawl, and a tattered black robe, he showed a trace of wildness and unruliness, and his knife-like cold face was embedded with a pair of cold and clear eyes, which were easy to make people sink deeply.

Feng Yi glanced up at him, and muttered, "Dao, what is Dao, and what Dao am I cultivating?"

The man in black sat directly opposite Fengyi and continued: "Buddha cultivation has the way of Buddhism, and it is their duty to promote Buddhism and purify the world; The path of immortal cultivation is very different, a sword, a pot of wine, and a love relationship may become your way. And what I practice is the way of the sword. ”

"Is that avenue merciful or ruthless?" Fengyi drank a pot of wine and continued to ask.

The man in black hesitated for a moment and said, "There are countless ways of immortal cultivation, all of which are ruthless ways. ”

"The Tao is ruthless, why do we have to work hard to cultivate immortals?"

"Why?"

"Can anyone tell me?"

"Can anyone tell me?"

Fengyi stood up, looked up to the sky and sighed, purple eyes appeared, and long hair flew.

In the Drunken Immortal Building, the man in black was still stroking the big knife and drinking to his heart's content, but the eyes of the others were attracted by Fengyi's strange appearance.

"Isn't that the descendant of the Ghost Emperor, what the hell is going on?" a fairy screamed, causing a lot of discussion.

"Damn, looking at his appearance, it can't be a demon, right?"

"Who is the man in black opposite him?, and what is the relationship with the descendants of the Ghost Emperor?"

Feng Yi didn't notice the eyes of others, he just remembered the past, remembered the faint sweetness of sitting back to back under the peach blossom tree with Ning Nuo, remembered the inexplicable happiness when he was arguing with Lian Jiuyou, and remembered the strange little girl's words, she must be very happy to stay with Lian Jiuyou, Feng Yi also thought of Su Zihao, a lustful and greedy little brother, presumably he was going to harm which girl again?

"Things are impermanent, after all, my cultivation is for them, not for myself, so what's the harm if I cultivate the Ruthless Dao?"

"Yes, cultivate the ruthless way and be a lover. ”

"That's right, it's just the Tao that is ruthless, not a person, cultivating the Tao but not entering the Tao, being ruthless and affectionate, this is my Tao. Feng Yi felt that he had fallen into an unprecedented realm of emptiness, and the spiritual power in his body kept running, like a non-rotating astrolabe.

In the outside world, Fengyi is like a tornado's dragon's eye, and all the aura in the space of dozens of zhang high in the drunken immortal building is pouring into Fengyi, everyone was stunned, thinking that he was going to enter the demon, who knew that he was bizarre in enlightenment, enlightenment, this is what all monks dream of, not only can greatly improve cultivation, but the most important thing is to increase the fit of the avenue and enhance the talent of cultivation.

This descendant of the Ghost Emperor was about to enter the demon at the last moment, beyond everyone's expectations, and he didn't know if he was lucky or talented. There were bursts of envy in the restaurant.

The man in black glanced at everyone coldly, and the five-foot long knife made a dragon-like sound, and casually shot out a series of array walls to protect Fengyi's law.

Feng Yi sat cross-legged, constantly digesting the surging spiritual power, his momentum continued to improve, and his cultivation was also constantly breaking through.

In the darkness of Fengmo City, Gu Yan and a woman shrouded in black robes fought side by side, staring in the direction of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Gu Yan opened the paper fan and chuckled: "Miss Su is really powerful, but she can almost make Brother Feng fall into a demon for you in a few days, Gu really admires it." ”

"Hmph, you haven't told me why you did that day, and what good is it for you?" the black-robed woman asked in a cold voice.

Gu Yan turned around and said, "Miss Su has not always pursued the supreme way of freedom, Gu Mou did this, didn't she just fulfill Miss Su's wish." ”

"Remember, you'd better take care of my affairs with Fengyi in the future!" the black-robed woman turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss Su doesn't let the ancient proverb interfere, Gu naturally obeys, but Gu also has a message for Miss, some things need you to face after all, Fengyi must grow up as soon as possible, and there is not much time left for us. The ancient proverb said with a serious face and extremely solemnly.

The black-robed woman still walked quietly into the distance, without giving any answer.

In the Drunken Immortal Building, the aura gradually calmed down, and an hour later, Feng Yi opened his eyes and burst out of Dao divine light, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The peak of the Nine Heavens, it's a pity that I didn't reach the Lingwu Realm. ”

The man in black continued to drink and said, "It's already very good that one Dao enlightenment can improve nearly two realms. ”

Feng Yi raised his head, and for the first time seriously looked at the man sitting opposite, his breath was restrained, and his divine sense was strong, Feng Yi knew that his cultivation was definitely much higher than his own. immediately hugged his fists and said: "Thank you Brother Tai for waking up and protecting the Dharma just now, otherwise Yi Mou may be doomed." ”

"It's because you have a high level of understanding, and it has nothing to do with me. The man in black stood up, as if preparing to leave.

Feng Yi scratched his head: "That, I haven't thanked you for the grace of the Dharma Protector?"

The man in black took the last sip of the jug and said, "I'll take this jug of your wine as your reward." After saying that, he put on the big knife on his back and walked out. ”

"Hey, you haven't left a name yet!" Feng Yi hurriedly shouted out the door.

"Ghost Knife, Duan Que!" an ethereal voice came from outside the door.

Feng Yi pursed the corners of his mouth, why are the people he meets so cold, so pretending to be forced, and pretending to be so natural. Duan Que, a familiar name, by the way, isn't that the number one master in the outer city called Duan Que.

"Ghost Dao Duan Que, it seems that none of the top ten masters in the inner and outer cities are simple characters. Feng Yi calculated in his heart, there is still a big gap between himself and them, but there are still twenty days before he goes, and he doesn't know who will kill the deer.

Now that he has escaped from the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Mortal Realm, he is only one chance away from being able to advance to Lingwu. Moreover, knowing the path of self-cultivation, the state of mind has also been greatly improved. The depression of Fengyi for a few days has gradually disappeared.

At this time, it was close to evening, and Feng Yi walked through the long street with a clear mood, looking for that opportunity, and unconsciously walked to the inner city wall.

"When I came to Fengmo City, I haven't been to the inner city to have a good look, so I'll go and see it today. ”

It's not the first time Fengyi has come to the inner city, Dengxian Pavilion is in the inner city, but this time he feels the difference between the inner and outer cities more deeply.

The feeling of the outer city is extremely prosperous, full of vitality and vitality, while the inner city exudes a kind of ancient vicissitudes and introverted atmosphere, giving people a sense of tranquility and tranquility.

"No, even at night, the inner city shouldn't be so quiet, it's so quiet, it's weird. Soon, Feng Yi felt a hint of an extremely unusual aura. In addition to peace and tranquility, the inner city now gives itself another feeling.

Corpse gas, thick corpse gas!

What's really going on in the inner city?