ask the world

This silver-clad world is covered by white snow, either dark or gray, dirty or messy, and will eventually turn into a piece of white, like mourning onyx.Quiet, never been so quiet, like Yang Wenfeng is really the only one in this world right now.

Whether it was pretending to be a dandy before or taking the initiative to enter the game later, to put it bluntly, Yang Wenfeng is only acting on the basis of his heart and mind. , As for everything else, he is just a passerby, and he is just a passerby to others.

In fact, what Yang Wenfeng really wanted to say when the middle-aged man was sitting with him and discussing Dao before was: "What does this Dao have to do with me? People in this area are as panic-stricken as fish and turtles do not know the vastness of the world; in this vast world, the etiquette collapses." So what if it is unreasonable; what does it matter to him that the whole country is infatuated and the whole city is insane?"

He never seeks the Tao, maybe he once did, but after all his wishes were empty, he was only lonely.Loneliness with one heart, loneliness with one heart, and then you will be a passerby.

Daxue is the most chilling person and the most chilling. There is no one in this village. When Yang Wenfeng can finally feel that the world is about to be frozen to death, there is still one person.

When the snow all over his body was swept away, the world was silent. When Yang Wenfeng opened his eyes, he saw a wrinkled face. Even though he couldn't tell the face from his youth, Yang Wenfeng could still recognize it at a glance. He was the blood-soaked young man who came to that village back then, the young man who was vaguely similar to him.

"Why?" Yang Wenfeng's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at the old man who was already dusk and asked.

"If you don't come, nothing will happen. You ruined this village and everything."

"It's okay if I don't come? It's not me who ruined this place, but this place," the old man smiled and patted his chest.

"Young man, I see too much dissatisfaction with this world in you. You feel that this world has failed you too much, and you also feel that you have nothing to do with this world, but can you really stay out of it?" the old man said. Sitting on the stone bench next to Yang Wenfeng, his buttocks seemed to be muttering to himself.

"You should know that no matter whether it's the acquired moral theory that doesn't continue or the general trend is dark, the world you live in is still here. In your heart, you don't seek the Tao, but you should seek the heart, and a clear conscience!" the old man clapped. After patting his chest, he patted Yang Wenfeng's shoulder as if to appease a disobedient child.

Yang Wenfeng raised his head suddenly, and the shape of the old man sitting across from him was beginning to blur, but wasn't his voice, face and smile his own?

Since he came to this world, Yang Wenfeng didn't believe in cause and effect, he didn't believe in luck, he admired the principles of those most holy teachers, but he didn't stick to them. What he believed in was only his own heart.

"Human nature is evil, and those who are good are also hypocrites." There was a vague figure opposite Yang Wenfeng, and the voice of the other party's voice lingered in Yang Wenfeng's ears for a long time, both as a reminder and as a reprimand.

"Absurd. There is no kindness or disgusting body. There is kindness and malice first." Another loud voice came, this time with a little relief and approval.

"Whether it's the heart or the Tao, as you said, it doesn't matter anymore. What you want, what I want, what everyone wants is just a result. As for the process, it's just a big dream. It's time to wake up. Let's go!" Finally, a sigh came from his ear, like a spring thunder piercing the sky.

Yang Wenfeng slowly opened his eyes, at this moment he was still sitting cross-legged in front of the last pavilion.The brush, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the pavilion are all as before, the paper is white, and there is no one in front of the pavilion, this situation is just like what he heard in the end, it is just a big dream.

After this dream, Yang Wenfeng's original gloom was still hard to let go, but it was much clearer. He didn't know who the middle-aged man was before, but he knew that the other party must be no less than that one-person-astonishing Mi Ping.He doesn't know what the other party's purpose is, and in his opinion, he doesn't need to know, what should come will eventually come, and when the other party should let him know, he will definitely let him know.

Yang Wenfeng got up, stretched his waist and continued on his way. He didn't forget that there was an immortal guy waiting for him in front of him!

After Liuliting, there is really a wasteland, and the deserted place is the most murderous place, so when Yang Wenfeng saw a man in black with his face masked in front of him, he didn't feel that it was a stranger he met by chance.

The man in black stood in the wilderness, and the green vegetation around him swayed randomly at first, but then began to sway crazily.

Yang Wenfeng was about tens of feet away from the man in black, and before he could speak, he sprinted towards him like a galloping horse.The sound was like a beating drum, and Yang Wenfeng passed through the dust all the way, picking up grass and breaking trees, and the flapping corners of his clothes made a lot of noise like axes and knives.

Seeing Yang Wenfeng rushing towards him, the man in black smiled slightly and then leaned forward slightly. It was as if an invisible force around him supported him out of thin air and pushed him forward. It was also a rush, the man in black The place it passed was silent, but the ground was full of gullies, and there was no grass growing anywhere it passed.

Both are like two thunderbolts, within a few breaths they are already approaching.The man in black moved first when he was about a few feet away. He just pushed and caressed his palm lightly, and in an instant a majestic air flow visible to the naked eye gushed out of his palm like a snake.

Feeling the majestic aura driving the mountain, Yang Wenfeng did not retreat but advanced. When he approached that aura, his body only paused for a moment before hitting the airflow directly.

There was thunder at the bottom of the flat, Yang Wenfeng advanced again and again, and the air flow was directly destroyed under his tyrannical rampage.Before the man in black had time to make unnecessary movements, Yang Wenfeng had already come to the opponent's side.

The man in black also reacted extremely quickly, and hastily punched Yang Wenfeng in the chest, and Yang Wenfeng also exchanged punches with the other party unreasonably.

After the fists hit the flesh, both of them flew out. The difference was that Yang Wenfeng retreated back and forth in the wilderness, and finally half-kneeled in the ravine he had drawn, while the opponent only retreated a few steps before standing firmly on the spot. , He has never even done such a move to dissipate his strength.

Yang Wenfeng silently swallowed the blood gushing out of his mouth and then stared at the opponent. With such methods and strength, it was a certainty that the opponent was in the realm of perception.Unlike the people Yang Wenfeng had fought with who could barely be regarded as perceptual realms, the person in front of him had real perception, and the other party had at least surpassed the third of the nine realms of perception.

It is impossible for Yang Wenfeng to fight against such a person, but so what, the enemy can only be known if he has fought before, if he wants to fight after he has not fought, then Yang Wenfeng's martial arts will not go well.

He stood up and held the long sword behind his back in his hand. After the sword was taken out from the building, Yang Wenfeng kept it by his side. Wuchen, since the flying fairy seed entered the body, this sword has no previous charm.

Yang Wenfeng believes that one day this sword will become famous in the world again under his gestation, perhaps not only for the sake of fame, but just for the sake of thinking about it.

Since the death of the princess, Wuchen has not sheathed again. Wuchen, who has no charm against the enemy, is naturally not suitable for unsheathing. Besides, Yang Wenfeng took the way of raising a sword with its sheath closed, so naturally he would not at this moment. Easily unsheathed.

He just pointed at the opponent with the sword in the sheath like this, looking a bit nondescript, he didn't move, but the opponent obviously didn't want to continue to confront him to avoid long nights and dreams.

"Aren't you going to escape?" The man in black obviously felt that this battle was a bit too easy and comfortable. He bent down slightly and grabbed two handfuls of grass leaves on both sides with both hands to play with.

"I thought that Liu Yan was nothing, but I didn't expect him to be so worthless that he didn't even dare to show his face?" Yang Wenfeng wiped his scumbag face and looked at the other party provocatively.

The man in black smiled and suddenly felt that the kid in front of him was not that annoying, but even so, he had to die.Thinking of this, he raised the two grass leaves in his hands towards the young man.

Two blades of grass approached like dozens of flying swords in an instant, and the sheathed sword in Yang Wenfeng's hand moved as well the moment the opponent waved his hand.

In "Pingling Sword Art", one sword strikes momentum, and before the Qi is broken, another sword is quickly handed out. After the seven swords, the sheathed sword in Yang Wenfeng's hand seems to have given birth to a halo that goes backwards, which is not a state of perception. Afterwards, the unique qi mechanism was released, which was just a move made by relying on the power of the sword.

The halo was intermittent but never stopped. After hearing a few clangs, Yang Wenfeng held the sword in front of him again, and there were only a few strands of broken grass on the ground.

Although at this moment Yang Wenfeng's energy was surging and galloping, it was difficult to control and there was a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he still blocked the opponent's attack this time.

It seems that the opponent's attack this time is not unusual, but the majestic energy carried on the blade of grass is probably enough to kill an ordinary peak Liji. Even if Yang Wenfeng's peak Liji is different from ordinary people, it is still absolutely It's not something that can be easily resisted just by relying on the second-grade swordsmanship and sword intent.

In fact, the martial arts moves and methods of the man in black are very common, but only things like state and aura can make up for all his shortcomings, and the other party really has no other methods?Yang Wenfeng didn't think that this master of perception of the three realms lived only by strength and realm.