Martial Myth System

The top Star River turns, four hours are bright and clean.

There is no wind and rain in the world, only Heaven and Earth Snow Mountain.

Han Feng stood in the middle of the boundless snow, with the boundless Star River above his head, a little dazed.

I...Where is this?

The memory circulates around, when the box is opened.

There are three soft green tea leaves lingering in the color stream at the bottom of the box.

Body internal strength The body can't wait to urge.

Take a tea bowl and pour into half a bowl of boiling water.

Sun Luo myriad forms are in the tea water.

Then drank it all...

I was already in this Great Snow Mountain.

The objects change and the stars move, as if traveling through time and space.

"Is it... the special effect of Dao Heart tea?"

"As the name suggests, this should be the illusion of asking Dao Heart."

" But...why...my Dao Heart is a piece of Snow Mountain..."

Han Feng said to himself, and simply sat down cross-legged.

all around is vast and white, the stars in the sky are like a suspension mixed with 100,000 dream jewels, slowly draining and soaking the snow-white earth.

Wan Lai is all silent.

There is loneliness in the cold night.

When Han Feng perceives this kind of loneliness, he begins to reflect on whether his weakness in his body is due to loneliness?

I have come from another world and have been traveling for a long time, but from in the bones it is incompatible with this world.

The loneliness originated from the soul, I have to admit it.

But... if you just let yourself reflect in the illusion... all the Dao Heart tea given by the empty blue platform is too useless.

Furthermore, in the process of Han Feng's thinking, the entire Snow Mountain has not changed...

The illusion is empty and there is no concept of time.

Han Feng's state of mind went from confusion to reflection to irritability...Finally, he couldn't bear it.

Stand up and shout with Inner Strength loudspeaker:

"Hey! No one has!"

"No one can come to a Divine Immortal monster. Ah!!!"

"Hey!!"

"Come on!"

"The descendants of Dashandi!!!"

"Come on... Now..."

From shouting to being weak.

The color of the boundless snow has not changed, and even the so-called avalanche has not occurred.

Then run with Lightweight Art...

With Han Feng's current skill, even a few thousand li horses can't run him.

But no matter how long Han Feng rushes quickly at top speed with his own skill, the all around scenery is still white.

It's not that there is no change, but it's always changing, it's all a style.

Running over and over again, Han Feng realized that this was not a solution, and stopped again.

Conspiracy theories are starting to haunt me again... Xie Lan doesn't look like a bad woman... Wouldn't you use gifts to punish me?

But when I met Dao Heart tea, the urgency of my gong body really existed...what should I say?

In this world, Han Feng thought that he was mature enough, after going through the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes in this world, he suddenly realized that his temperament still needs to be sharpened in this Snow Mountain illusion.

Feeling this, Han Feng fell down.

Sit down cross-legged again, run the "Martial God General Book", and perceive this world with the method of your own mind, body, heaven and heart.

At this time, there is finally a change.

Heaven and Earth Xingxue is still the same.

There are some small whispers in the ear:

"You are a peerless scabbard, but a good knife should be in the sheath."

"People rarely do what they believe is right. They do what is more convenient... and then regret it."

"This is a world of action, not begin to stir."

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"The 1st Step to learn to fly is to learn to long for the sky."

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These words are very positive, and each voice comes from a different People, men and women of all ages.

But the more you close your eyes and listen to these voices, Han Feng feels strange.

The legendary Dao Heart tea is for instilling soul chicken soup for yourself?

That would be too bad...

"The world is a painful beast, crawling barely under the moonlit night."

The voice in the ear It didn't stop for a moment, shrill and piercing, and began to annoy Han Feng.

Whether it is positive energy chicken soup, poison chicken soup, or a beacon that guides the direction of life... these things are disordered and in a mess, mixing together makes it uncomfortable.

"What...Is my Dao Heart like this?"

Han Feng became more and more irritable and opened his eyes.

At this moment, all the whispers in the ear disappeared.

Han Feng was taken aback for a moment.

Not because of the disappearance of the sound in the ear, but because of another self sitting cross-legged in front of him.

The appearance of the eyebrows and eyes is not bad, but he is composed of some kind of blue and purple mixed energy, which is not a daoist at first glance.

Now in front of him, it seems that some kind of information can be distinguished through naked eye.

"Is...myself?"

At this moment, I opened my eyes in front of me.

Looking at him, Han Feng suddenly felt his heart beat hard as he was seen through.

Then he disappeared.

Han Feng was silent for a moment.

Already fully understood.

The so-called Dao Heart... is not to learn anything, but to understand yourself.

I came from another world, naturally with too many thoughts, TV movies I have watched, books and scripts I have read, and musical operas I have listened to.

I have never been a person of firm belief.

I don’t even know what I want.

Because in the bones I am at a loss.

I just want to whisper in small pieces just now. The things I have seen and heard have gathered into my current self, but the information has not become my own strength, but I don’t know how to be myself. .

Every sentence makes sense, but I can’t choose which sentence is the way I should follow.

When I came out of Azure Ox town, I always took a step and looked at a step. I was at a loss. If I met Heavenly Truth Church, I would fight, I would do my job with the guidance of the king, and I would plot against the Buddhism plot. against Go back... I don't really want anything at all.

Will you survive... Frankly speaking, it may be difficult for others, but too easy for yourself.

Power over the world? For myself, it is not a lifelong pursuit.

Moving love? Pure friendship? Maybe there are some in this world, but is he really such a person?

People who don’t know what they want...will have no way out.

I didn't notice it, but the Martial God volume of martial arts was able to detect it by myself.

That's why it has such a strong demand for Dao Heart tea.

This is something that cannot be changed by simply practicing martial arts or mist initiation. This is the concept and meaning of the essence of the soul after the name Han Feng was picked.

When Han Feng understood this, the environment around Snow Mountain began to change.

A hundred thousand years of wind and frost in the sky.

The blue sea turned into mulberry fields in a blink of an eye.

The change of things has moved a few times in autumn.

The world makes dust and smoke.

The star dome, the vast sea, the wilderness, the clouds and waves... Countless pictures wrap themselves around.

Thousands of emotions in the world flow through my heart.

I gradually enriched the human truth contained in Dao Heart tea.

Han Feng suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard from somewhere...The existence of human beings is essentially the accumulation of all experiences.

I haven't experienced it, I haven't thought about it.

At this moment, there is plenty.

Nine Provinces is full of smoke, and the rise and fall of Bandai are lost.

I am no more than a traveler.

Sword Suspension Department, Celestial Court, Compassionate Zen Forest, Wumeng... are all experiences.

I also figured it out. You don’t have to stick to good and evil, and you don’t have to stick to love and hate...just do what you want to do.

Han Feng opened his eyes, a black and white feather cloak with long hair like ink and satin on the back dancing in the wind and snow.

The emptiness of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi is now turned into substance, pouring into the body.

I am entering Grade 2.

Han Feng looked at the woman in orange clothes standing in the blue wind and snow in front of him.

"You made my Dao Heart look like this?"

The woman seemed extremely cold in the wind and snow, and her face and lips were pale.

"I can't do anything...I'm on Snow Mountain, I can only find you...Help me..."

Han Feng didn't speak.

The scenery all around has disappeared like the sight of the water.

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Put down the wine glass, raise your hand, and look at the Snow Mountain peaks just beside the Yuxiong Pass.

The flawless snowy Heaven and Earth has lost a huge amount of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi out of thin air, and the turbulent air flow caused a huge avalanche.

Heaven and Earth are all white, and Xuelong roars.

I galloped towards Yuxiongguan below the mountain.

Yuxiongguan dare to build here, of course, there are also relying on it. After sensing the avalanche, the army in the city began to operate at high speed.

"Open Formation!"

"Prepare the Fire Dragon Arrow!"

"Please three generals!"

Han Feng Station In the small courtyard, he reached out and caught the fine white flowers that fell from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

The sound is transmitted to the entire Yuxiongguan:

"Don’t panic for a while."

Han Feng is standing in the city with the sweet-scented osmanthus between his fingers. Facing the roaring and surging angry dragon on Snow Mountain, he slowly pushed his palm.

The grade 2 skill of promotion silently spread out.

"Kuang Dai Peerless Volume•Dao Heart Shedding the World•Volume Snow".

This move is exactly what was created just now.

After that, the soldiers and civilians who had just mobilized in the city saw the horrible snow wave that clearly engulfed the mountains on the Snow Mountain peaks outside the city, as if being fiddled with by the hands of Heavenly God, and as if hitting an invisible barrier. Above-paused.

Then, most of the snow waves rolled back and returned to the boundless Snow Mountain.

A small part of it blows to the sky above Yuxiongguan, turning into big snowflakes and spilling.

Heaven and Earth poured a glass, poured a pot of ice white Qiongshuang.

The entourages all felt and walked to the courtyard.

Han Feng is wearing a black and white feather cloak in the negative hand courtyard.

Snow fell on the shoulders of the hair.

"Look, it's snowing."