Chapter 17 Waterwood Flexibility, the Period of Yuanhua

Han Fei stood in the valley, looking at the swifts flying happily, looking at the surrounding peaks gradually becoming full of vitality under the nourishment of magic, and a warm current slowly flowed through Han Fei's heart.

"Bad bastard, do you miss Sister Yun again?" Cai Tiantian and Yang Xiaomeng came hand in hand, and behind them were big cows with blue noses and swollen faces.

Looking at their appearance, Han Fei felt funny. Cai Tiantian has been following the master for a long time, and his strength is strong. Cai Tiantian in the Yuanhua period is easy to deal with a few cattle.

Han Fei nodded and smiled. This is the valley where he and Yun Yiyi hugged each other that day. He wants to make this valley full of warmth and spring.

"Well, if you can't get back Sister Yun in the future, I won't teach you a lesson." Cai Tiantian muttered in a low voice. Through Mu Yu's message, they also knew a little about the Ice Palace.

Even Ye Feng, Xia Hou Jian and others knew it for the first time. It turns out that the disciples of the Ice Palace must practice the ice and cold skills, which leads to the rules of the Ice Palace. The disciples of the Ice Palace must not be moved. Those who are emotional should waste their skills and be expelled from the palace.

"The journey of cultivating immortals is boring. If you still practice the lonely and cold work, your mood will naturally be cold, leading to the extinction of human nature. If the seven emotions and six desires are not there, how can you talk about cultivating immortals?" Han Fei thought in his heart, and his face gradually became solemn.

"I think about why the cultivation of immortality is so important. Even the general cultivation method is also very important to affect the mood. This is because of the state of mind. The skills cultivate spiritual power, but the state of mind is not good. If you are forced to practice, it will be lower and inferior. On the contrary, your temperament has changed.

He meditated for a long time, and suddenly the golden and white light flashed in Han Fei's eyes. He said in a loud voice:

"We should cultivate ourselves together, the way of heaven is vast, and the cultivation of Taoism is also the cultivation of the heart."

After reading these words, Han Fei's heart suddenly lit up, and the cold air, which had been immersed in his body for many days, suddenly became introsive and returned to the mixed beads.

In my mind, the ancient giant ape stood still, as if he were feeling it.

On the other side, the giant of gossip that integrates the 'Tao' that Han Fei realized is also opening Xu Xu's closed eyes and shooting a dazzling light. A trace of unspeakable and obscure breath came out of it, and the gossip under his feet stared more and more, as if there were signs of close to reality.

And Da Niu and others suddenly heard Han Fei read this, which was a little inexplicable and had a strange feeling.

"Bad guy, what are you pretending? I thought I didn't know you were only 16 years old. Why are you pretending to be so great like grandpa?" Cai Tiantian couldn't stop talking and muttered.

Han Fei looked at Cai Tiantian in surprise and suddenly said coldly, "Tiantian, come and let me have a look." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to Cai Tiantian.

Cai Tiantian suddenly panicked, turned his eyes to one side, and scolded, "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, I will tell Sister Yun, you... Don't think you can bully me if Sister Yun is not here... Ah, stinky Hanfei, what are you going to do?"

Under the surprised eyes of Daniel and others, Han Fei strode, grabbed Cai Tiantian's shoulder, pulled hard, and suddenly flew away the colorful gauze on Cai Tiantian's body.

"Ah!" Yang Xiaomeng exclaimed, rushed over angrily and protected Cai Tiantian behind him, and scolded him angrily. Han Fei, what are you going to do?"

Da Niu and Lei Yun scratched their heads at the same time, looked at each other puzzledly, and then looked at Han Fei in the same puzzled way. Zhao Wan looked at him with a smile. He Yixiang smiled, and his eyes were full of puzzlement and speculation.

They all believe in Han Fei. Even if Han Fei is furious, he will not be the kind of urgent person... Er, even if he is urgent, I guess he will go early.

"Say, what's wrong with your injury?" Han Fei suddenly said amazing words with a serious face.

Yang Xiaomeng turned around in surprise and asked Cai Tiantian, who covered his chest.

Looking at everyone looking at him, Cai Tiantian's aggrieved eyes flashed with tears and shrank on the ground. It was so pitiful...

The people in Hanfei suddenly looked pale and full of bitterness.

"Don't pretend, just don't ask." Han Fei turned around with a headache, and a murderous look turned in his eyes.

Zhao Wan and others also looked solemn and their eyes were as frosty.

Looking into the distance, the Swift gasped tiredly, grabbed a turtle with its claws and threw it into Lei Yun's hand.

"Let's go. It's time to go to the patriarch." Everyone stood side by side. After a long time, Zhao Wan counted the time and said.

Xian Daofeng, the one who should go has gone, and the one who shouldn't have gone has also left. Only all the disciples are left cleaning, which is so desolate.

"A lot of disciples have walked," Han Fei's heart darkened, and then read, "The road of cultivating immortals is arduous. If you retreat when you encounter difficulties, how can you practice Taoism?"

In the main hall, Mu Yu looked at Han Fei and others. His face was as gentle as ever, but everyone could see the fatigue in the depths of his eyes.

Mu Yu leaned on the chair, and Ye Feng and other peak owners were not there. The superior suzerains and peak owners were injured and retreated to the back mountain to recover from their wounds.

"Han Fei, don't you think Xianxiazong is too small?" For a long time, Mu Yucai softened his temples, wiped away the trace of fatigue, and said, "Maybe you have noticed that this is the Tang Dynasty, and this sect is too small."

Han Fei and others were silent. Indeed, before the war, they all thought that Xianxia Sect was their heaven and their home. They wanted to make Xianxia Sect the head of the Tang Dynasty. Then, when they knew the existence of the Ice Palace, they suddenly saw the vastness of the world.

"How big is the world? You need to travel all the time before you have a chance to see it." Yun Yiyi's words lingered in his ears. Han Fei's face turned cold and said, "Master, I want to go out and venture."

Mu Yu bounced his body, stood up, and was overjoyed: "Well said, good men are ambitious in all directions. Even if you don't say it, I want you to go out and experience it and see the vastness of the world."

The big bulls suddenly became excited.

Mu Yu pondered and warned seriously: "You guys, stay in the sect before the Yuanhua period."

He Yixiang and Lei Yun suddenly went down to caste.

Back to Xiaozhufeng, Han Fei felt a few strange eyes and suddenly looked at him. Seeing that Wang Chengba looked at him with worship and fear, he couldn't help laughing. These people were loyal and did not leave Xianxiazong.

Thinking of this, Han Fei's heart suddenly moved and walked over and pointed out to them. They were all in the early stage of practicing Qi, and they were still in the stage of feeling the qi of heaven and earth. Han Fei explained the words of his feelings at that time, which was very good as a senior.

The more Wang Cheng listened, the more excited they became. They didn't care that Han Fei was originally their younger brother. They respectfully asked for advice and abandoned their original unhappiness with each other.

When the sky fell, Han Fei looked at the sunset and waved his hand. The sword power waved out and let out a roar.

The swallows roared sharply and fell from the air, sprinkled dribs of rain.

It fell on Hanfei's shoulder, and the Swift screamed briskly twice. Han Fei smiled and continued to walk towards the purple bamboo forest.

Guihai gently jumped down from the tree, frowned and said, "It's really strange. The sword spirit in this place is very pure and thick, and the array is very powerful. If there is this array of guardians, I'm afraid that the demon gate will return."

Han Fei first made a salute, and then his face was grim, spitting like a sword.

"This is the purple bamboo forest. The gossip sword secret is obtained in it. Master, you must be careful. It's better not to be half a second behind.

Guihai smiled, even if the black cloth was blindfolded, he could still see everything around him clearly. Half a second? It's enough."

Walking into the purple bamboo forest again, Han Fei had no joys or sorrows in his heart. There is no panic and ignorance of coming in for the first time, and no excitement and excitement for the second time.

Bypassing the mysterious array attacks, a cold sweat exploded behind Guihai, and the murderous atmosphere made Han Fei feel extremely horrible.

"Is this the momentum emitted by the master? It's really strong. I must surpass the master. Han Fei was shocked and looked at the interior of the purple bamboo forest with a decisive face.

"If you go in this time, you will definitely break through."

Inside the purple bamboo forest, inside the peaks in the array, there is an empty stone statue in the huge space.

The horrible and vast sword spirit makes people feel pain even if they move.

Guihai's eyes kept staring at the stone statue, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"Okay... What a profound mystery, this is..." Guihai was excited for a moment, and then meditated under the stone statue, and the terrible momentum around his body was released.

Han Fei smiled, walked out of the cave, and meditated not far away.

"The so-called metachemical is to open the meridians infinitely, and then compress the power of the sword infinitely and squeeze it into a drop of water."

Don't forget the teaching of Guihai. But Han Fei's heart was bitter.

The Yuanhua period is a big hurdle for those who cultivate immortals in the immortal world, which is not so easy to break through. There are a lot of scattered practices, and there is no sectarian elixir to support the breakthrough. They all explode and die when the aura is condensed and compressed.

Sword practice, you should break through with your own perseverance!

Han Fei gritted his teeth and began to promote the power of the sword. He flowed in the meridians, not slowly or in a hurry, and moved with his heart.

When the sword power reached its peak, Han Fei's mood also reached the state of ancient well without waves.

The hunch of the breakthrough was delayed, and Han Fei practiced his sword skills in his mind.

Following the giant, the waves changed, the ice flowers bloomed, the falling snow changed, and the endless waves kept coming out of his mind until Han Fei felt that he was familiar with these unique moves, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

"I finally feel the change of the five elements." Han Fei's eyes suddenly opened, and the water vapor rose from his body.

The water vapor transpires, but it is extremely resilient. It does not disperse with the wind. The sword spirit is stimulated, and it just breaks a hole, and there is no sign of dissipating.

"Water-based to soft, flexible and tough, and toughness should be the best of wood. Waterwood!" The cold flying spirit flashed, and my heart was bright.

In a sudden start, a sword spirit flew out, and there was still a trace of vibrant green vitality in the ice blue.

"Waterwood, water wood gossip. Shuimu is flexible, what kind of sword should be used to evolve? Han Fei was puzzled by Dou Sheng and couldn't help sitting down again.

"The water is endless, entangled, the wood is tough, and the vitality is high!" Looking at the grass under his feet, even if it exudes sword spirit, it always swayes in the wind. Even if it is pressed to the ground by the wind, it is still tough and refuses to bow its head. As soon as the wind passes, it raises its head as soon as possible. Such resilience and so proud bones are exactly what Han Fei needs.

After looking for a long time, Han Fei finally realized.

"There is no need to deliberately pursue the evolution of kendo. The spirit of water and wood should come out naturally. Even if it is a punch and a foot, it should be resilient.

Han Feidun was suddenly, and the gossip under his body became clear in an instant, and the air around him was buzzing.

In an instant, an extremely powerful sword spirit rushed like an ocean. Han Fei suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which changed too fast. In addition, the sword spirit was huge, and Han Fei couldn't stand it.

When the change of Kangua and Muxing in his heart, this feeling was clear, a feeling abruptly appeared in Han Fei's heart.

"Are you going to break through?" That feeling can't be described in words. This is a feeling from the gossip giant in his mind, which is clearly transmitted to each of his cells.

A feeling that is about to burst into my heart, and a feeling that is about to overflow and burst out comes into my mind.

This feeling of breaking through became clearer and clearer. Han Fei suddenly did not dare to hesitate any more. The sword power in his body had begun to riot, and the meridians began to faintly hurt. Even the meridians and flesh and blood that had been refined by countless cold air could not withstand the outside world and such fierce sword spirit at once.

As soon as the mind moved, Han Feixin let go in an instant and called out to the power of the outside world.

Where is this place?

This is the purple bamboo forest, the purple bamboo forest full of supreme sword spirit. It is the sword spirit world wrapped in the ancient array. There is no heaven and earth aura. Some are all sword spirit, ubiquitous pure sword spirit, and the arrogant sword spirit that has been floating for hundreds of thousands of years.

The sword spirit, which was constantly penetrating into the body, rushed into Han Fei's body like a lonely wanderer in an instant.

A lot of ocean!

The sword spirit that Fang Yuan could perceive was all rushing towards Han Fei's body, giving Han Fei a feeling that he was about to explode.

"A good and pure sword spirit does not need to be refined at all. Such a pure sword spirit and such a fierce sword spirit only need to compress it and refine it into its own strength. It can help me break through successfully without purification and refining."

Han Fei's heart trembled with surprise and trembling. The sword spirit around him was the sword spirit that had been floating here for countless years and secretly combined with the idea of the Tongtian giant, full of mysterious sword spirit.

Every sword spirit seems to have a breath. The combination of breath is like a world, the earth and the sky, the sea of trees, the swamp thunder and lightning, the flame of the golden mountain, and the violent hurricane.

A strange feeling appeared in his heart, and in Han Fei's eyes, it was like a new world.

Heaven and earth are roaring and trembling, volcanoes are erupting, winds are raging, the sea is pouring, swamps are roaring, thunder and lightning are opening the earth, the end of the world is like the world, and the breath of destruction flashes on him.

The breath of destruction is like a burst of fire, like the wind tearing, like water swelling, like gold heavy and dead silence, like earth, like dead wood disappearing.

"What is the stinky boy hesitating about? Compress it quickly!" Suddenly, at the moment when the breath of destruction appeared on Han Fei's body, an earth-shaking anxious roar exploded in his ears.

With a bang, Han Fei withdrew from the strange world and suddenly found in surprise that his meridians had begun to burst inch by inch, and his flesh and blood began to crack.

A direct teaching person to feel the pain of death hit his heart. Han Fei gritted his teeth and almost howled.

The spiritual power swept out crazily, and the riotous sword power in the meridians was surrounded by spiritual power in an instant.

Han Fei began to compress crazily, and the power of water and wood toughness that he had just realized was used in an instant.

All of a sudden, the pain has been alleviated a lot. The force of resilience protects the meridians, and the power of water and wood also repairs the damaged meridians at all times.

What makes Hanfei's forehead sweat is the compression of the inside of the meridians.

The sword qi was refined into the sword power by Han Fei, which was so pure and so violent and powerful.

The strength of the sword is full, and Han Fei has the illusion of body explosion.

But he still needs patience. The physical pain makes him crazy. Even if the cold ice has been quenched countless times, the sword spirit absorbed this time is extraordinary.

The pain of the body is repaired by hydraulic and wooden force. In resisting, Han Fei can rest assured that the rest is to compress the sword power.

It is not easy to compress the sword power, especially such a pure and fierce sword power.

"How can this sword power be so violent!" Han Fei's pores and sweated all over his body, accompanied by blood flowing down.

The sword power was compressed by Han Fei with spiritual power in the meridians. After the absorbed sword gas was refined into the sword power, it was all sent to one place for compression.

But how much sword spirit is absorbed, and how much is the refined sword power?

Almost all the sword power refined by the whole body was compressed into a round water column by Han Fei, but the water column was a little unreal, and Han Fei did not dare to relax.

"It's almost there. The middle of the water drop should be empty. You only need to compress it one more step, and it will be half successful." Han Fei encouraged himself in his heart and secretly used a lot of strength.

A moment later, Han Fei's body exploded. Han Fei was happy to see that the drops of water finally had a sense of reality.

"Is this the liquefied sword power? It's really powerful. If this drop of light is used, it will be much more powerful than my full sword spirit. Han Fei was shocked.

However, this is not over yet. This is just the beginning. Later, there is more painful, only half of the success. Later, a long march is needed.

The sword spirit that pours into the body can be said to be crazy and endless. It was refined into sword power bit by bit by Han Fei, and the sword power was compressed into liquefaction by Han Fei's exhaustion of all its strength. It can really be said that it has overcome the difficulties again and again and forced out a potential.

In the outside world, Han Fei's body is full of water and wood, and the sword spirit in the air is gradually decreasing, gradually entering Han Fei's body regularly.

And the momentum on Hanfei's body is getting stronger and stronger. Like the arrogance of a sword, this is the temperament of Han Fei's power and mood.

"This boy had some insights before breaking through, otherwise how could he absorb the sword spirit so fiercely that he almost failed." Guihai finally took a look and walked into the cave.

Han Fei thought about it in his heart.

"The Yuanhua liquid sword power flows in the meridians. Only when there is a thickness of one-fifth of the width of the meridians can it be truly successful. Otherwise, even if the breakthrough is successful, it will definitely take a period of consolidation later. It's better to take advantage of this." Han Fei thought about it in his heart and did it when he thought of it.

And at the moment he started, Han Fei came to that strange space again!