C668 (1/2)
Taiqingzong, then Tianfeng.
Shen Jianfeng held a ”concert” again, which attracted many senior sisters.
On his left, the fat man Daotian was lying on his back and seemed to have fallen asleep.
On his right side, Xiaobai's paws, each holding a drum hammer, are playing a big drum with music, Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang
In the distance, the crocodile is basking in the sun.
On the back of Disha tianalligator, xiaochunqiu arranges the things collected from ”Blood Sword hall” with a smile.
On the pavilion beside the cliff, Chu Qingcheng puts down the tea cup and looks at Shen Jianfeng below.
Wang Yiyi sat opposite Chu Qingcheng, holding his chin in both hands and his mouth flat, with a bored face.
In the other two positions, the wind red leaf droops his head, is gently wiping the long knife in his hand, a cold face.
Zhao sipped off the tea and said, ”we have been observing the sword for several days, but we haven't found anything special. Is it true that Jianfeng is so powerful Can't you see through it? ”
The corner of Chu's mouth slightly tilted and said, ”the sword edge is much stronger than me. There is no doubt about that.”
”How could that be?” Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi's faces were full of disbelief.
As if the wind red leaves did not hear these conversations, still dedicated to wipe the hands of the knife.
”Nothing is possible, nothing is impossible.” Chu Qing Cheng light said: ”in fact, the talent of sword edge, far above me, even if I am not convinced, there is no way.”
”No way!” Wang Yiyi sat up straight and said, ”just those two goods, talent is not as good as ordinary people, how can it be far above you?”
Zhao Siwen looked at Shen Jianfeng and Chu Qingcheng in the distance. He was puzzled: ”you say his talent is far above you. Where do you see that?”
Chu Qingcheng took a sip of tea and said in a soft voice: ”sword often wrestles, and sometimes it turns into a rolling gourd. You should have noticed this, too?”
”This It's not about talent, is it? If it does, it means that his talent is terrible! ” Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi look at each other, and their eyes become very strange.
Chu Ching Cheng shook his head and said, ”if you have a good observation, you will understand.”
”The reason why Jianfeng often wrestles is that he has reached a transcendent state of” forgetting things from me, and the unity of man and nature. ”
”Because in this extraordinary state, no matter what he does, he will naturally focus on one point.”
”For example, when he talks to you, the whole world in his eyes is just you.”
”He will forget that there is a hole in the road under his feet, he will not notice that the stone in front of him is blocking the road, and he will even forget that he is standing on the edge of the cliff...”
”In this world, there are some geniuses who are born with extremely high talent, which makes people despair.”
”Jianfeng is such a person.”
”When I was born, I have reached the state of” forgetting things and forgetting things, and the unity of man and nature ” Zhao Siwen opened his mouth wide and looked at Shen Jianfeng in the distance. Na Na said, ”it only exists in the realm of legend...”
Wang Yi's eyes widened and he stopped talking.
Even the wind red leaves, at this time also raised his head.
Just then
Shen Jianfeng put his hands on Guqin and looked at the path not far away.
The crowd was a little stunned and followed his eyes to the woods.
Nangong Xiuer came out of the woods with a rabbit in her arms.
Shen Jianfeng took a look at the rabbit in Nangong Xiuer's arms and said, ”Xiuer, what's wrong with your sad face?”
Nangong Xiuer opened her mouth and said softly, ”when I was practicing sword in the forest, I saw that the little rabbit was injured. I wanted to cure it, but...”
”Xiuer, let me have a look.” Xiaochunqiu jumps down from the back of Disha crocodile and touches the rabbit.