Chapter 258 Where is the road

Yuwan maliciously guessed that if Bi Xuan knew that she had cultivated Zhenyuan like this, would she be stunned and hurt her? At that moment, he smiled bitterly and said, "I said it was also caused by chance. Will Wu Zun believe it?"

Bi Xuan was slightly stunned and sighed, "I didn't believe it, but now I have to believe it. Brother Ming is really smart. You might as well show up and see him.

He deserves to be a master of a generation. After thinking about it, he knows the specific meaning of what she said, and sensed the existence of Ling Feng in an instant!

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Feng's figure immediately appeared strangely in the air in the center of the two people, slowly condensing, and gradually forming an entity like a mist.

Bi Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank. He saw someone who could break through into his Yanyang aura in such a perverted way, but after one in ten thousandth of the moment, he stretched his eyebrows and looked calm and leisurely. This exquisite spiritual adjustment showed his demeanor as a master, and he would never show any flaws. In terms of body or spirit!

For the first time, Ling Feng saw the true face of the long-known master Lushan, and looked at this fateful opponent like a torch.

Bi Xuan looks like only about 30 people, with a perfect body. His bronze skin flashes with dazzling luster. His legs are long, which makes his majestic body more likely to support the starry sky. The wild hemp robe on his body is blown with the wind, and his palms are wide and wide, which seems to contain the most terrible power in the world. The most touching thing is that he is like a sea full of dark, moving quietly and quiet, and teaching people to be completely unpredictable.

The dark hair is straight back into a bun, and the handsome and simple face is like a flawless portrait cast in bronze. Just a glance is unforgettable and frightening.

The tall and straight bridge of his nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of demonic charm, cold and high spirits, but it will not reveal the changes and feelings of his inner emotions, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or things at any time, and there will be no guilt afterwards.

Ling Feng did not dare to underestimate Bi Xuan. His expression was solemn and his spirit was highly concentrated. Xuangong was silent. He gave this forest a magnificent vitality, just like the arrival of the wooden god. The surrounding was full of unparalleled vitality. The grass and withered trees that had withered because of Bi Xuan's Yanyang Qigong were all incredible. The speed grows branches and leaves, quickly restores its old appearance, and even becomes more prosperous. The sound of growing in the quiet silence is particularly magical.

Bi Xuan is still calm and persistent, with deep eyes and flashing. He said lightly in Chinese, "You're fine! It's my opponent for Bi Xuan!"

The moonlight was mottled in the forest, and the bright and dark tones set off Ling Feng and Bi Xuan like demon gods. Suddenly, this narrow space pulled up a heavy atmosphere, like a tight bow string.

Ling Feng smiled with a strong smile of confidence and fighting spirit at the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "Tonight is not a good opportunity for you and me to fight, because your momentum of dominating the world is naturally suppressed near the Jingnian Zen Academy. I can even clearly detect the awe of it in your heart. If you engage with me with this awe, you will definitely lose!"

Bi Xuan was not affected by his blow, so he recalled: "Forty-four years ago, my magical skills were just completed. I built a car behind closed doors, and it was absolutely difficult to break through to the level of the land immortal, so I went south to meet friends and stopped when I met Ning Daoqi. Thirty-two years ago, Yang Jian used a plan to divide our Turkic Khanate and divided a large empire into two. As usual, I went out of the mountain angrily. In the northern suburbs of Chang'an, I met the masters led by the Jingnian Zen Academy. At that time, I was outnumbered and narrowly escaped from the north to return for cultivation. But just a few days ago, I saw Kong again. I was really surprised. Instead of dying in my palm, I was rejuvenated and gained cultivation.

He analyzed his thoughts bit by bit like a cocoon. Like sighing, Ling Feng found that his realm became more and more harmonious, and his heart defense became more unbreakable. The psychological shadow left by Kong and the monks of the Zen Academy could no longer affect him.

Yi Yu's heart shook when he heard it. What Bi Xuan said was simple and plain, but from his great master's escape, the Zen master was seriously injured and will die. It can be imagined that the fierceness of the war situation at that time. He said to himself, "No wonder Yang Jian treated Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Courtyard so politely. It doesn't mention the matter of supporting him as the emperor, which is the protection of Bi Xuan this time. That's also a worldly achievement. Otherwise, if Bi Xuan goes to the palace to make a scene, even if Yang Jian doesn't die, it will be difficult for him to destroy Chen in one fell swoop and complete the great cause of unification in a few years.

Ling Feng is not sorry for his failure. He has a secret that Bi Xuan wants to get. Isn't Bi Xuan? He casually said, "There is something that I don't know whether to say it or not."

Bi Xuan was fascinated, and the martial artist's intuition reminded him that there would be nothing fun and interesting next, but the more this sudden feeling, the more he couldn't suppress his curiosity and said, "Brother Ming, it's okay to say."

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Wu Zun, you forced Yang Guang to promise to bet this time, but you are no longer firm about the road of martial arts that you have adhered to for more than 60 years, and you are confused?"

His words are indeed from the bottom of his heart. Everyone has a way to persevere. It is rare for those who can successfully enter the way to enter the way of heaven. The Pangban and the people in "Cover the Rain and Clouds" have abandoned the "God of War Catalogue". Even if they put it in front of them, they all have unprecedented self-confidence!

Bi Xuan is not good, but Ling Feng's words are like sharp lightning, which split into the mind of thewan wan wan!

"The road is like a blue sky. Where is your way?"

Her delicate body was shocked, and she suddenly realized why she couldn't find her previous high-spirited feelings in the past few days. Under the oppression of the Lord, the heart demon had been rooted in her heart. The strength of the Lord made her have no desire to resist at all, and Zhu Yuyan's failed case was like a mountain blocking her, which made her feel that she continued. There is no future for practicing Tianmo Da & Dharma, which is far less affordable and faster than following Ling Feng. This is the root of hindering her further!

Out of Ling Feng's surprise, Bi Xuan laughed and said, "Brother Ming, you don't have to provoke each other with words. If your remarks are against the two old guys, Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin, you will definitely want them to fall. Unfortunately, "The Atlas of the God of War" is a must-get for me. God blocks and kills gods, Buddhas!"

The two people's answers are tit-for-tat, and they are not allowed to give up at all. Although they have not really done it, it has made people feel very exciting and nervous.

Ling Fengqing knew what he said and sighed, "What's your relationship with Yang Jian?"

He finally knew where his mistake was. Bi Xuan said to Wei Yu before, "Fifty years ago, by chance, I got a glimpse of the road", which was the "God of War Catalogue"! The skills he practiced were born out of the Atlas of the God of War!

And the skills he got are not complete, only to find the remaining skills of the Sui court. Looking back on the twelve earth-shaking characters hidden on the wall of Daxing Palace, can it be said that Bi Xuan and Yang Jian got half of them in those years? Where did this set of tricks come from?

When Bi Xuan heard the word "Yang Jian", his calm heart lake was like a slight rippled by a petal. He sighed and said, "That's all very old things. Fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and he is no longer alive. Time flies, and the years don't spare people.

"At that time, we were all in our early twenties. I am an ordinary ranger of the Turkic nationality. I fight against horse thieves everywhere and make a living by recovering lost property for the owner. Yang Jian is the son of an official eunuch in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He began his official career at the age of 14. A northern ranger and a Central Plains dage met strangely in the Western Regions, and in order to make friends, you have to admire the impermanence of life.

"That day, we saved a Persian, a Persian who was severely damaged and on the verge of death. We couldn't save him, but we got 24 maps with Chinese character annotations from him. However, from that moment on, we turned against each other and robbed half of each other. From then on, we went to the end of the world and became passers-by.

"In the past, he told me that his royal name was Pu Liu Rujian. In the next twenty years, I went south twice and looked for his traces. Finally, I returned without success. I thought that most of him was angry and died, which led to a regret in my life. It was not until 20 years ago, when I visited Sui with the mission, did I find that the emperor of the Sui Dynasty who dominated the world was actually him. But at that time, his body was no longer good, and the lamp was dry. It was really a fool.

Ling Feng said curiously, "How could this happen?"

Judging from the meaning of the words left by Yang Jian, his martial arts level is definitely not bad, but how can he become a short-lived ghost?

Bi Xuan said with sarcasm on his face: "As a martial artist, he is obsessed with the trivialities of his children's love and the inheritance of the position. Even the iron immortals can't have so much energy. What's more, his sons are not the masters of trouble, and his death is also reasonable."

It is difficult to get the Tao, and it is even more difficult to cultivate the Tao. People who practice martial arts are like sailing against the water. If they do not advance, they will retreat. There are many masters in the same era as the stars in the sky, but how many people can still maintain strong combat power now? I'm afraid that few of them are still alive.

The big waves are all real gold left. The three masters in martial arts have been high for decades, and no one can waver, which shows their extraordinary ability.

Ling Feng is a standard upstart. Naturally, he has no feelings for this. He asked, "At that time, why didn't you ask him for the other half of the map, but forced Yang Guang this year?"

Bi Xuan's eyes flashed, cold and cruel, but he was invisible in an instant. He said in a calm and trembling tone: "I, Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin are called the three masters of the world. It seems to be glorious, but in fact, it is just a dream bubble, broken at the touch of the long river of time. We are all people who have cultivated martial arts to the extreme in this world, and they are also the highest peak of human potential. There are few people who can achieve our achievements in the past and now.

"I thought that the front of martial arts was the end, but Yan Fei two hundred years ago, Xiang Yutian thirty years ago, reminded us that only breaking the void is the way to become immortals and saints. But we are all confused about how to go on the road ahead. A young man like you can't understand the feeling of being so lonely that you want to go crazy. In the past 20 years, I have changed from complacency to worrying about gains and losses. I can't wait any longer.

Ling Feng's intuition must have been stimulated by something, otherwise he would never be so impatient. However, this year, he came to the Central Plains not long after the opening of the original work.

Thinking of this, he found that he was really a dragon. He only came here for a year, but he did what Shuanglong had done in the past ten years. So I sighed that there were many discounts for travelers, and God treated me well.

Think about the start-up words of the mobile phone on the university campus a year ago, "I'm not hungry or cold, the sky doesn't want to live up to me, I don't have the energy to learn, how can I talk to the sky", the words are still in my ears, but they have passed away.

He was thinking nonsense. Bi Xuan was spiritually sympathetic to him, and naturally found that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, but he shook his head and smiled bitterly and did not take action. As Ling Feng said, today is not a good opportunity for the two to fight.

He respects and admires Ling Feng's being distracted, which is not something that ordinary people dare to do. He said in a low voice, "A few days ago, Brother Ming taught my brother She. Aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

Ling Feng's eyes shot an unwavering color and smiled, "Wu Zun, what do you want to say?"

I can't help but say that there is a tendency to fight.

Encountering such a scoundrel, Bi Xuan smiled bitterly again, was silent, and said for a long time, "If I want my brother to pay for my life, it must be a big joke. The gold is getting brighter and brighter, and the charcoal is getting darker and darker. Once a person's character is formed, it can't be changed by human power. However, Brother Ming should understand that our Turks are a wolf nation. They have lived on the magnificent prairie for a long time and have grown up and thrived in continuous wars. Today, they have dominated the land and have also formed their own irrevocable national character. The glory of the warrior is won back with blood and life. After recognizing the goal, he will never flinch and change. Since I still have persistence in my heart, I would like to teach Brother Ming to know that the Mid-Autumn Festival battle two months later, whether it is a matter of victory or defeat, it will be a matter of life and death. Before that, I won't take any revenge.

He flew back and disappeared into the darkness.

Ling Feng was stunned. Bi Xuan's long speech turned out to be soft, which showed that he did not seem to be sure to win him. At the same time, he was extremely surprised that Bi Xuan in his impression should not be like this. Alas!

Then he suddenly understood that Bi Xuan could not let go of the glory and war of the past. Although his mood was clear, his fighting spirit had been vented after fighting with Wei. There was no intention to compete with Ling Feng. His last sentence "no revenge" revealed his deep hesitation and struggle at a glance. He has brothers and a nation-state, and the rise and fall of both makes him have no choice but to make a compromise.

In the ups and downs of my heart, I saw a flash of a human figure, and the beautiful and irresistible beauty appeared in front of me, and said gently, "Ling Feng, I'm leaving!"

In the space of consciousness, she had known Ling Feng's real name for a long time, but this was the first time to call her name. Ling Feng's heart rose with a fresh feeling and found that she seemed to be different from her just now, and what exactly had changed. He was surprised to describe it in words and said, "Where are you going?"

Wan Yan showed a touching bright smile and said softly, "The slave family should rely on their own efforts to revitalize the holy gate!"

Ling Feng said, "Don't you cooperate with me, the evil emperor?"

Wan Wan's beautiful eyes flashed brightly, and her beautiful eyes glanced at him deeply and said quietly, "You understand!"

After saying that, a gust of wind drifted away and waved to him several times.

Ling Feng did not look at her. He turned his eyes to the Jingnian Zen Temple not far away and muttered to himself, "Yes, I understand."

He understood that when we met again, things might have changed...