Chapter 15 So tempt

The Kunlun School is still as quiet as ever, with fairy spirit. On Xuanji Peak, the flowers are blooming and extremely delicate. Every tree seems to be showing off its heyday. Every flower is on the branches in the breeze, trembling and saying its joy.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged in his cabin, recalling yesterday's all kinds of pain pouring into his heart. At this time, Ye Feng had healed part of yesterday's trauma, but the wound of his heart had never been cured!

In this cold hut in this shabby room, Ye Feng is tirelessly discussing the right and wrong of the world.

There was no sunlight in this hut, and the darkness enveloped Ye Feng. When Ye Feng's wound hurt again, he did not use any skills to cure it. He endured it like this and accepted the pain calmly. The more painful the feeling, the more sad he felt.

On the Xuanji Peak of Kunlun Mountain, I saw a woman's white face, as quiet and natural as orchid, blowing and breaking skin, beautiful skin, delicate body, holy and elegant.

She looked at the grass and trees on Xuanji Peak quietly and unconsciously fell into meditation.

"Sister Ningqi, I'm sorry to you for what happened yesterday." A man in white and sword eyebrows floated from afar. He walked with the sword, so unrestrained!

Lin Ningqi's eyes drifted to the distance. It was the direction that Ye Feng Dun walked that day, and she couldn't help but be infatuated.

"Sister, I..." Cai Tao wanted to say something else, but he saw Lin Ningqi's face cold, and his fierce eyes looked at Cai Tao, and his murderous intention surged. Under the eyes of Xuanjifeng, Lin Ningqi did not hide the murderous intention at all!

And Cai Tao was obviously the person who was shrouded in murderous intent, but he was still a little timid and quickly left Lin Ningqi's side.

After Cai Tao left, Lin Ningqi still had no intention to practice. She sat on the blue stone and looked at the place in the distance.

"Who is he? Where is he?"

The wind drifted and fell into the air, rowing to the distant sky. The breeze blew Xuanji Peak and had not given Lin Ningqi an answer for a long time.

At this time, Ye Feng had just reduced the pain and was ready to go to the forest. Ye Feng found that the immortal record skill was really slow. For the realm of the practitioner, it has great benefits, but for cultivation and rapid healing, there is no magic power!

In the magic book, there is a way to absorb the blood from monsters to heal wounds.

Ye Feng walked out of the house, and her eyes suddenly fell somewhere. There was a woman who was delicate without powder. She was holy and beautiful. Her delicate skin was crisp like snow, and her figure was seductive. She couldn't help but make people willing to sacrifice their freedom, just to win her smile.

Ye Feng looked at him, but shook his head with a wry smile and walked away. His heart was getting colder and colder. How can she be worthy of such a refined temperament like a fairy?

And Ye Feng's back walking towards the distant forest was seen by Lin Ningqi. In Lin Ningqi's mind, she couldn't help matching this back with the person who saved her that day.

"How could it be him? It's impossible. The magic skills are exquisite, and the strange and tricky martial arts skills are not comparable to Ye Feng at this time!" Lin Ningqi muttered to herself.

Ye Feng walked to the distance, holding the sand sword in his hand. His body was thin, his back was bleak, and the sand sword, this magic weapon of heaven and earth, the indestructible sword, unexpectedly gushed out with blood-eating red light!

The years are long, and it's like this. In Ye Feng's practice, another four years have passed! Today's Ye Feng is already 16 years old!

For four years, Ye Feng has been holding a sand sword and flying into the dense forest every day. Every day, he is tearing, picking, stabbing, chopping, or cutting everything. Suddenly, the magic is surging and the wind is blowing!

Ye Feng practiced hard in order to enter the ranks of masters as soon as possible!

And now, Ye Feng has come to this forest again. The trees in the forest are comfortable in the wind, lush, graceful and charming, and full of intentions, while the person next to the tree has a sad heart and relies on boundless killing to soothe his heart!

It won't be long before the spirit beast died under Ye Feng's sword and became the soul under the sword. These spirit beasts have no more vitality!

Ye Feng sat on his knees next to the corpses of these dead spirit beasts, then closed his eyes and slowly absorbed these auras.

If Ye Feng at the master level practices according to the cultivation skills of the immortal sect, he will definitely not have this method of absorbing aura. I'm afraid he can only learn some martial arts skills, but Ye Feng has really stepped into the ranks of practitioners.

At this time, Ye Feng will naturally not have the naive idea that he used to be for these immortal Taoist people today. The immortal Taoist people are no longer so high, no longer so noble!

And the demonist is not so disgusting. On the contrary, Ye Feng feels that he is so spontaneous and straightforward, just like Yan naturally seen that day. Although he acts fiercely, he is also straightforward!

On the contrary, Wu Cenan, the high-ranking elder of the Kunlun School, feels a little sinister!

After three hours, Ye Feng finally put away the magic skills, then dealt with the bodies of those spirit beasts, and then felt the natural breath in the forest and practiced the fairy record!

Xianlu, Xianjia Taoism, is naturally mysterious. Although Ye Feng's cultivation has progressed and the magic book is indispensable, if it were not for the natural sense of the world like Xianlu, Ye Feng would have gone crazy and died long ago!

At this time, Ye Feng felt with his divine consciousness that someone was approaching him, and Ye Feng couldn't help but stand up and hid behind the tree!

The man's footsteps were as light as swallows. After a while, he arrived at the place where Ye Feng had just sat.

"Is it really him who saved me four years ago? This seems a little impossible!"

At this moment, the woman said lightly. She looked around, but did not see the figure of the person she wanted to see.

In the past four years, Lin Ningqi has been thinking of the figure that saved her that day every day!

"Cang!"

The sound of sword chanting suddenly sounded, and a cold light fell on the woman's neck.

"Why do you peep at my practice?" Ye Feng suddenly said that at this time, he did not look at the woman, but just felt the sword.

Peeping into the cultivation of other practitioners is a taboo in the world of cultivation. Ye Feng will naturally be angry. Even if he kills this woman, it is not an excessive.

"Brother Ye Feng, do you want to kill even sister? Why is your cultivation progressing so fast? At this time, the woman suddenly said with a delicate smile.

"You... Sister Ningqi? I just failed for a moment. I hope my sister will forgive me!" At this time, Ye Feng slowly looked at the woman. It was Lin Ningqi. At this time, Lin Ningqi's face was full of suspicion, but she was suspicious of Ye Feng in front of her.

"Is the person four years ago really you?" Lin Ningqi suddenly said, which was like thunder and pierced Ye Feng's ear.

"What is Sister Ningqi talking about? Why can't I understand?" Ye Feng spoke slowly and said indifferently.

"Ha ha, it's nothing. I'm going back to practice." After Lin Ningqi finished speaking, she drifted away again, and her eyes were more doubtful.

At this time, Ye Feng was also very uneasy. What did Lin Ningqi find? Cultivate magic skills, this kind of thing is a taboo!