Chapter 12 Surprise. Ask for help

After waking up, Han Fei continued to live in Ji's house for two months. During this period, Han Fei completely realized the swordsmanship he had learned.

Waves change, falling snow change, ice flowers in full bloom, infinite waves.

And the sword spirit that he just realized. Han Fei now has a deeper understanding than at the beginning. As soon as the sword spirit is released out of the body, anyone will rush to tremble. It is a violent and cold sword spirit. When he does not attack, it is like a king who reigns over the world, ignoring the world, and the violent power is hidden, as if lurking in Jiaolong in the shallows.

Once the sword bursts out, it really makes people feel it. Han Fei is a giant beast that tramples on heaven and earth. It has its own domineering spirit and sharpness. If a sword is in the throat, anyone will suffocate.

Within two months, Han Fei also figured out what his sword meant. The cold and fury of mixed Yuanzhu had already entered his bone marrow, so when the sword spirit broke out again, all the blades around him would tremble and buzz.

Once the sword lurks, it is only slightly released, and the sword implies the way of gossip, just like the giant who is proud of heaven and earth, reigns over the world and ignores all sentient beings.

"Wow!" He opened his mouth and spit out a turbid breath, and Han Fei jumped up gently. He felt that the sword power in his body seemed to have a vitality. It flowed endlessly in the body and began to run automatically on a regular way, and the sword power in all the meridians began to slowly become as pure as water.

"This is already the peak that can be achieved in the later stage of foundation construction. It is only the last step to close down. Slowly accumulate more aura of heaven and earth into the body, compress and refine it. If it is successful, it is like entering the sea dragon. From then on, the heaven and earth let him soar, fail, and the meridians will be broken. From then on, he will become a waste person, and the heavy body will explode and die."

"The road to immortality is extremely dangerous, both from the outside world and from oneself. In the way of cultivation, power control should be at will, and the mood should be open. You can't have a heart demon, otherwise you will lose your mind. What's the difference between this and magic practice?

"The road is dangerous. I should be careful and be careful everywhere." Han Fei's murderous intention was cold in his heart, and his mind turned, which was a violent sword spirit rising to the sky.

Suddenly, in the countless houses around, whether it is hanging decorative swords or killing swords hidden in the dark, they are buzzing and trembling, and the hilt of the sword turns, bowing their heads in the direction of Han Fei, as if to see their king.

"Hey, Hanfei, what are you playing? Why does my sword keep shaking? Ji Huoer rushed over angrily. Han Fei was funny and thought that Ji Huoer was very cute. Compared with Cai Tian's cute appearance and inner violent girl, she was much more real and cute.

"Nothing, by the way, where's Brother Jiliang?" Han Fei changed the topic and asked.

"Uh-huh..." Ji Huoer thought for a moment, as if she knew that she could no longer talk nonsense. She said seriously, "Grandpa sent him to Tianwu Gate to get something."

Han Fei smiled when he heard the words. He knew that the owner of Ji's family really wanted to marry his granddaughter to Ji Liang.

Han Fei looked up at the sky and suddenly felt something strange in his heart, as if someone was calling to miss him.

His heart moved, and Han Fei said happily, "Youlong and Bingfeng are couple's fairy swords. Since I have a relationship with Youlong, the only thing that can make me feel concerned is Youlong, or... Sister Yun."

Han Fei couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and a bright smile on his face. He turned his head and said, "Fire, I'm leaving."

Ji Huoer ignored it. It was not until she felt that there was a sudden sound of cold flying behind her that she was surprised and said, "Go? Where to go?"

She shouted. She turned around, but she couldn't see Han Fei's figure. She suddenly panicked and hurried to the house. She kicked the door open and shouted, "Grandpa, Han Fei ran away--"

Ji's family, suddenly a mess...

......

Besides, Han Fei, his body leaped like a dragon on the roof and tile walls everywhere. Just for a moment, he had already left the capital, and his body was like a ghost. He opened the remnants of shadows and disappeared in the woods.

In Fulong Temple, Han Fei came here again and fought with several young monks. He saw the Ming and Qing Dynasties and Ming again. He had a vegetarian meal. Then he met Master Changdu and asked for advice on the way of Dharma and practice, especially the way of Han Fei's sword cultivation. Changdu happily told Han Fei that the sword was good. This is the way. If you can't go against the sky, how can you become a real swordsman?

It's just a pity that Master Xuanguang of Fulong Temple is still behind closed doors and has no chance to see him.

Han Fei also knows the identity of Master Xuanguang.

Fulong Temple has a Fulong arhat, who learns the real body of arhats and the killing of wild dragons. It is the real arhat that kills demons and demons.

But it is also the same. Every Fulong Luohan has a strong murderous spirit, and ordinary people dare not get close to it. If he is angry with him, Kong may not be able to suppress his murderous intention and kill him indiscriminately.

However, Xuanguang's generation of Fulong Luohan is extraordinary. He has mastered the method of sealing the Buddha Buddha, reduced his own strength countless times, and sealed the infinite murderous spirit.

The last time they met, Han Fei and Yun Yiyi were lucky. Master Xuanguang was not forced to break through his own seal by the magic cultivation of the demon gate at that time. Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not just the magic cultivation. I'm afraid that both of them can't escape the tragic death.

"Han benefactor, when you go back this time, you must find a place with strong sword spirit to retreat. With your talent, you will be able to easily reach the Yuanhua period." Changdu reminded, "If you can break through with a weak aura in heaven and earth, but with strong sword spirit, there will be infinite benefits. You can go back and ask your master about this matter, and he will definitely guide you correctly."

Han Fei's heart moved when he heard the words. The sword spirit is strong and the aura is thin. Isn't the seal of the purple bamboo forest right?

Thinking of this, Han Fei immediately thanked Changdu. Originally, he wanted to go back to Ziyunfeng to find a valley retreat breakthrough. If it hadn't been for Changdu's reminder, even if he broke through, he would have missed a great opportunity.

Along the way, Han Fei refused the send-off of Changdu. One person flew through the mountains and forests and went straight to Xianxiazong.

He was as elegant as he was, and his green robe grinning with the wind. The top of the mountain peak, the land of the valley, and the abyss of the swamp all left cold footprints.

Three days later, in a deep green forest, a tragic and sad roar resounded like thunder. At the same time, a strong sword spirit swept out, scaring countless birds, and some birds were killed by a violent idea.

This is the meaning of the sword, which is as violent as a beast, but as cold as ice. It is murderous and fierce, like the sword spirit of a high monarch.

Crazy as a beast, like a god.

It is the best embodiment of Han Fei's sword.

In the secluded forest, Han Fei grabbed a hundred-legged insect with one hand, and the sword pointed a little. The head of the big insect suddenly broke and opened, and immediately the blood gushed, and the fishy smell rose to the sky.

Han Fei did not hesitate, grabbed it and inserted it into the head of the big worm, and took out a round poison elixir.

Yuyan jumped on Hanfei's shoulder with a happy voice.

Han Fei laughed. Don't look like that. You follow me. How can I make you feel wronged? Just take it.

The swift was happy, but the small sharp mouth suddenly opened, like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing it.

By the stream, Han Fei made his hand clear, changed into a clean Mali chivalrous suit, meditated to restore the sword's power, and secretly said, "The sword's power has reached the peak, and the sword's intention is also moving in the ideal direction. It only needs to be slowly hone and grow, which needs to be tempered."

Han Fei frowned secretly and said, "But unconsciously, my personality is sometimes so violent and wild. The more I kill people, the more happy I am. The more I like this feeling, and the more I will always be cold and quiet because of the power of mixed pearls."

The more I think about Han Fei, the more I feel palpitations. Am I really a murderer?

After a long time, Yuyan began to refine the poison elixir. Han Fei could clearly feel a special power shrouded in Yuyan's body, which was very strange, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and very unstable.

"Bear by the way, from another perspective, I can keep calm at all times, and I can definitely restrain my murderous intention at will, and I can kill at will." Han Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and a little golden light flashed in his eyes, and a sense of killing and sword suddenly shot out of his body.

"Huh? There is someone in the distance." Han Fei's spiritual power is far beyond his own realm, which is the effect of the mixed Yuanzhu and Xumi environment map, which has long been pointed out by Guihai.

In an instant, the murderous spirit of the sword suddenly subdued, and the fog of Xumi covered his whole body. Han Fei's body was hidden in an instant, as if he had run into the water. There was a little ripple in the space. At the same time, in the place where Han Fei stood, there was a small tree and a small stone swaying with the wind.

It was almost a cross. As soon as Han Fei changed his body, several people appeared.

The man in black appeared, and the shorter one said, " Elder, why don't you wait here for a moment?"

Another man in black looked around and saw that the scenery here was beautiful, which was very similar to him. He walked to the stream, took off his turban, and showed his true face.

In the dark, Han Fei's eyes were round and straight, and his chest was murderous.

This person turned out to be Qinglie, the elder of the Lieyang Sword School, and the other person must be a disciple of the Lieyang Sword School.

"In those years, it was you who broke the seal of the back mountain and released the demon, which hurt Sister Yun." Han Fei's heart was full of hatred, and the murderous spirit rolled in his heart, making a muffled sound.

Just for a moment, Han Fei's heart must be sure, and his spirit is fiercely urged to Dantian. He can't feel the Xumi environment map, but it also successfully urges more Xu's fog, making the scene around Hanfei more real.

Even if you look carefully, you can only find that the texture of the tall tree is clear, swaying the tender buds with the wind.

Two people fell again, with black masks and spiritual power covering their whole bodies, making people unable to distinguish the truth. But from the gloomy atmosphere around him, Han Fei can see at a glance that it is a magic practice.

"How dare you collude with the devil." Han Fei was surprised.

"The elder Qinglie is really punctual." The first of the two was actually the late Jindan, and his spiritual power was much stronger than that of Qing Lie.

Qinglie's heart moved, and the respect in his eyes was revealed, not in that crazy temper. The Qing Lie of the Lieyang Sword School has met the adults.

The man in black nodded and said coldly, "Qing Lie, how are you doing?"

When Qing Lie heard the words, he smiled and said, "Your Excellency, everything has been done. The dragon sword has been snatched out and sent to the holy mountain of Dafeng Kingdom."

Han Fei was surprised, calmed down his breath, and did not dare to make big moves, for fear of missing his trail.

The demon Xiu in black nodded and sneered, "Okay, this matter is well done. The Lord will definitely reward you. You just need to do one more thing, and the Lord will definitely give Yuan Yingdan."

Qinglie and the accompanying disciples of the Lieyang Sword School were overjoyed at the same time and thanked him respectfully.

"Our sect has notified the major demon sects and several sects of the Tang Dynasty. Two months later, we will go to Xianxia Mountain together."

"Ss--" The two Qing Lies inhaled the cold air at the same time. What will they do when each sect of the Tang Dynasty went to Xianxia Mountain?

The black demon Xiu smiled coldly: "You just need to break his seal again and release the heavenly demon."

When Qing Lie and the disciple heard the words, their heart beat faster and sweated coldly behind their backs. The cold fly in the dark is from head to toe, and the coldness and murderous intention are almost explosive.

I actually want to kill my Xianxiazong!

Han Fei's murderous intention rolled in his heart, humiliation, anger and unwillingness all lingered in his heart. He really wanted to show up and go out to kill, but his strength was not enough. Even he had to hide, he had to rely on Guqibao.

"But if I have strength, I will kill you!" Han Fei's eyes were congested, as if in a different space, looking at the mirror-like outside world and Qinglie's respectful face.

Qi Ya listened to the strange smile of the man in black and the respectful tone of Qing Lie, how they conspired to kill Xianxia Sect together, and listened to what treasures they wanted to seize Xianxia Sect. Han Fei couldn't wait to kill them all.

Until the two left, Han Fei still stood there and was indignant. The fog of Xumi still turned into a virtual transformation, transforming the bodies of Han Fei and Swift into small trees and stones.

About a cup of tea time, Han Fei finally woke up from his anger and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard a faint sound of breaking the air, and he hurriedly stopped.

The two men in black suddenly turned around and flew back. The leader's eyes were half narrowed, and the eyebrows hidden behind the black cloth frowned and wrinkled.

"Elege... What are you?" The man in black in the back asked puzzledly.

The voice of the man in black was cold, and the murderous spirit and evil spirit spread out. I have always felt that someone is peeping. I really don't know where this feeling comes from. Once I leave here, the feeling disappears. It's very strange.

The disciple in black was shocked. He could peep at the elders secretly without being found, only...

"The elder..." The disciple in black was frightened and shouted.

The elder in black frowned and said coldly, "I know what you're afraid of, but the man can't hide it, and he is perceived by me to peep. He must be peeping in a strange place. He can only know that I'm waiting here, but I can't know what he's talking about."

Han Fei sweated coldly in the dark. Fortunately, he did not take back the mist of Xumi.

When the two left again, Han Fei still did not dare to appear. It was not until the sky dark that Han Fei slowly let the fog of Xumi far away. It was not until he really felt anyone that Han Fei was finally relieved.

After a while, there was still no one. Han Fei finally let go of his courage and rushed back with a heavy mood.

Outside the capital, in Fulong Temple, Han Fei walked in with a heavy and solemn face. Under the puzzled and surprised gaze of the Buddhist disciples, Han Fei knelt down at the door of the hall.

"Xianxiazong has people who remember and me, people who miss me, and people who love and pity me. It is my second home. Anyway, I will save Xianxiazong."

Han Fei's heart is dripping with blood. How can he hear that the major magic sects and a righteous sect in the Tang Dynasty want to unite to destroy the Xianxia Sect? How can Han Fei not be sad or anxious?

Changdu and Ming and Qing came when they heard the sound. Seeing Han Fei kneeling in front of the gate of the hall in pain, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Who is Han Fei? He is not only an ordinary disciple of Xianxia Sect. He is also the first person of the new generation of Xianxia Sect, the lord of Youlong. As long as Xianxia Sect releases the wind, Han Fei will definitely become a hot figure in the Tang Dynasty. With the identity of sword cultivation, he will definitely be able to turn over the world of immortals.

Changdu hurried over, pulled up Han Fei with his own hands, and asked, "How does Mr. Han make this big gift? Please get up quickly."

Han Fei's eyes were congested, and his voice was like a sword choking in his throat. He said about Qinglie and the man in black. His voice would be like a murderous sword, and the air was extremely heavy.

"Amitabha!" After listening to it, Changdu's face was heavy, and he felt the murderous spirit in Han Fei's chest. He was as violent as fire. He couldn't help praising the Buddha's name, and the peace and Buddha's power washed Han Fei's body and mind.

Han Fei looked gratefully and Changdu got up and said, "Lord Han, the poor monk wrote two letters. You can quickly send them to the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple in Dinghua Mountain in the Tang Dynasty and come to the Qingyin Temple in Chaolai Mountain."

When Han Fei heard the words, he was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

Ming and Qing looked at each other and walked out of the door with a smile. Without saying anything superfluous words, they rushed straight to the two directions, turned into two golden dragons, and flew away.

Han Fei looked at the light tea on the table and felt that it was blood red no matter how he looked at it.

Changdu went to invite Master Xuanguang to go out of the customs, as well as the abbot and another elder who asked Fulong Temple to be closed.

"Amitabha, Xianxia Sect is the head of the right path of the Tang Dynasty. The Lieyang Sword School colluded with the devil's way. How can the old man let it go?" A familiar old voice sounded from outside the door. Han Fei trembled all over, and all the water in the teacup spilled.

"Master Xuanguang." Han Fei was so excited that he burst into tears and rushed out of the door.

Xuanguang still smiled, but the depths of his eyes were murderous. Han Fei felt it very clearly and suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

"Amitabha!" The other two sounds sounded from both sides. Han Fei didn't blink, and the two of them had already flown down from a distance.

A white beard flutters, wearing a jacket and holding a Buddha's stick.

Another is also an old man, but he is like a mysterious light, wearing a gray robe and a childlike face.

Xuanguang looked at the old man in the same outfit as himself and smiled, "Congratulations on your breakthrough."

The old monk smiled and shouted gently, and then stood with Xuanguang and looked at Han Fei.

There is no doubt that the other person must be the abbot of Fulong Temple.

The abbot's face showed kindness and saluted Han Fei and said, "Mr. Han's sword bones can also sacrifice his life to ask for each other. There is a successor to Xianxia Sect, and Xianxia Zhenren will definitely smile."

Han Fei suddenly saw three old men, and the momentum on his body was not aroused, but it seemed that there was a power in his heart, and naturally a heart of respect rose.

"Abbot, two masters, please save me, Xianxiazong." Han Fei asked for it again.

"Amitabha!" Xuanguang and the other three were moved at the same time and nodded and agreed.

"The cold donor, Lao Ni will also come to help." At this time, there was a crisp sound in the distance, and several white lights fell at the same time. Han Fei saw a female Buddhist priest of Xuanyin Temple holding the dust, and couldn't help but be grateful: "Thank you, senior."

The female abbot of Xuanyin Temple and several female disciples of Jindan period, together with the abbot of Fulong Temple and Fulong Luohan Xuanguang and his younger brother, jumped up at the same time and flew towards Xianxia Mountain in the distance.

At the same time, Han Fei took the two letters written by Changdu and also ran towards Dinghua Mountain and Chaolai Mountain.

The wind and rain were about to come, and the bad feeling gradually faded away, and a shadow in my heart gradually became clear in my mind, and there were several familiar figures.