When Du Fu said this, his expression and tone seemed to be a completely different person. When I saw him with the wind before, he still looked dejected, and now he couldn't see the slightest depression. On the contrary, it is like the rising sun, and the whole body is full of vitality.

Lao Ji is still ambitious, not to mention that he Du Zimei is still in the prime of life?

Du Fu closed his eyes and muttered for a long time, as if he suddenly had a thought, and picked up the pen. With a finger in the wind, a square table made of purple qi appeared in front of him out of thin air.

As if he were unconscious, he sat down, flattened the paper, and wrote with a stroke of his pen. I listened to the sound of "brushing" writing, but with the help of tea, a five-character poem has been swept away.

Coming forward with the wind, I couldn't help but chant aloud:

How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

As soon as this poem was completed, even the Yuantong monk who grew up in the Western Regions and did not understand poetry couldn't help but praise it again and again.

Sui Feng also sighed, after reading such a poem, my heart was hearty, and I was extremely comfortable. The taste is indescribable.

Especially the sentence zuihou in the poem, "It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains are small", coupled with the scenery they see in their eyes at the moment, even the Taiyue is stepping on the clouds under their feet, and it is even more breathing, which is wonderful.

The reverie in my heart can no longer be endured, when will I be able to see all the mountains in the world as written in this poem?

It was as if one voice after another was shouting in the wind. His heart was full of blood like the tide of the sea.

What I wanted was never just cultivation, I wanted to step on all the mountains in front of me and climb to the top of the legendary Lingzhu. There is no one in the world who can stop me, and there is nothing that can drag me down, whether it is a senior or a junior, an immortal or a ghost. I'm going to overtake everyone behind me, I'm going to be the ultimate in heaven and earth!

I don't know when it started, Sui Feng's heart fell into confusion. Since I avenged my family revenge, what is the real thing to do? There is no goal in life, so I can only go with the flow. He went with the flow of the road. Went to the Dao Realm. He returned to the mortal world from the Dao realm. It's like a lost traveler who doesn't know where exactly he wants to go.

After reading this poem, it was as if a thin crack had opened in his closed heart. The warm and peaceful sky suddenly came, and my heart couldn't be brighter. The figures who were or are now deeply involved with themselves cross their hearts and minds. Because my former self was too weak. Again and again powerless. And at the moment. There is light in my heart, and the road in front of me is clear!

If the heavens have hindered me, I have stabbed the heavens, and if men have stopped me. I'll kill that person! Since I have the image of the Great Emperor, I am the Great Emperor of the new generation, and since there is no Ziwei in the world, then I am Ziwei!

Sui Feng's eyes, which had been closed at some point, suddenly opened, and a colorful light flashed in his eyes. A fierce and unparalleled aura rose into the sky, although only for a short moment, and the white clouds above the sky were also shaken away. But this breath comes and goes quickly. disappeared in an instant, and the two of them turned pale, as if they had been hit hard in the heart.

"Donor, you ......" Yuantong stared at Suifeng, his lips trembling, and he could barely speak.

If he said that the wind was like an unfathomable sea in front of him, then at this moment, he couldn't even feel the sea. It was as if he didn't exist in front of him, he couldn't perceive anything, his breath, his image, everything about him was so empty and vast.

Although Du Fu did not have the strong perception of Yuantong, he was also shocked by the aura that erupted with the wind just now.

He was about to speak, but was picked up by the wind.

"Thank you Brother Zimei for a good song, I have realized it in my heart, and my practice has been refined again. Sui Feng gave a respectful salute, and just in that moment, he had an epiphany in his heart, and his mood broke through again and again. The seventh star in the golden pill was also a little looser. Although there has been no significant change in strength, the most important thing is that after this battle, he has completely merged with the emperor.

In the past, although the Great Emperor's weather was handy, there was still a trace of estrangement between him and his body. It's like a grafted sapling, and it can't be perfectly integrated. This time, because of his breakthrough in his state of mind, he has already regarded himself as the incarnation of Emperor Ziwei, and this emperor's atmosphere has finally achieved a seamless integration with his physical body.

In this way, it seems that the strength has not grown much, but Suifeng seems to have been baptized, as if it has been reborn.

Du Fu shook his head again and again, and said, "Don't dare to be, Your Excellency's words and courage make me think of a person." ”

"Who?" asked Sui Feng after a pause.

"Brother Taibai, in the past, I met him in Yanzhou, and we searched for immortals and visited the Tao together, and talked about poetry and papers. His mind and courage are very convincing to me, and seeing you today, he has a bit of a backbone. Du Fu's eyebrows were raised, and the light in his eyes trembled, as if he was searching for a long-sealed memory in his mind.

Nodding with the wind, "I also had a relationship with him back then, and Taibai's predecessors also gave me guidance, and his style and bones convinced me." is really elegant, not a mundane person. ”

Now recalling Li Bai's elegant and handsome figure that day, he still looks up with the scenery. Even at this level, Sui Feng still has never understood the Qinglian Sword Technique that he has passed down. Taibai's true strength also makes it difficult for Sui Feng to figure out, but it is certain that at least he is also a master of the Dust Realm, and it is even very likely that he has stepped into the legendary Half-Immortal Realm!

Suifeng and Du Fu enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Taiyue below, while discussing their own experiences. Before I knew it, when the evening sun was thin, the sword light carefully descended with the wind, and the three of them returned to the foot of Mount Tai.

"Okay, let's separate here, there are still some things that need to be rushed back to Chang'an to deal with. Since the two of you are also old acquaintances, you must have a lot to say, so I will leave first. In the future, there will be fate, Chang'an zaijian. Du Fu saluted the two of them again, and walked in the direction of the post station without looking back.

Sui Feng looked at his back, and sighed a little in his heart, he never expected that he would have such a benefit because of such a gesture.

"Amitabha, coming and going, gathering and scattering are all fate, good and good. Yuantong still looked indifferent, folded his hands, and said solemnly.

"By the way, Master, tell me about you. Why did you bow to the Shaolin Gate after the Tianshan Farewell back then?" Sui Feng looked at Yuantong with interest and asked.

Yuantong announced another Buddha horn, and eloquently explained what it was.

It turned out that Ouyang Zhenghao saw through the red dust because of the pain of losing his son in middle age, stayed away from the Western Regions, and came all the way to Middle Earth. Coincidentally, he accidentally met Xuanye, a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, on the road. At that time, Xuanye was entangled by a group of splashers, and he didn't do it because of his status as a monk.

At that time, he couldn't see it, so he couldn't help but draw his knife to help. Xuan Ye saw that he had seen through the red dust, accepted him as a disciple, and led him back to the Shaolin Temple. He stayed in Shaolin for three years, not only has his martial arts been replaced by the authentic Shaolin mental method, but his heart is also very different from before, although he has not been converted for a long time, but it is not weaker than the famous masters of Shaolin.

"By the way, what did you come up with that attracted the two of them to covet it so much?"

"Actually, it's nothing, when the donor met a pack of hungry wolves at night. Although the poor monk came forward to stop the hungry wolf for him, he was still slightly injured. He took out the snow lotus stone brought down from the top of the Tianshan Mountain to heal his wounds, but he didn't expect that because of this thing, he attracted the two donors. Unexpectedly, the two donors Zuihou would give their lives because of this. Yuantong's eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to have some regret.

When Suifeng heard him say this, he suddenly realized that it was because of the snow lotus stone.

This snow lotus stone is a unique thing on the Tianshan Mountains, this thing can enhance the speed of true qi circulation, and it is extremely useful for martial artists. Although it is not precious on the Tianshan Mountains, it is a rare thing when it is placed in Middle Earth, and it is no wonder that the two of them squeezed their heads and wanted to get this thing. (To be continued......)

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