"The cycle of heaven is irreversible, and all living beings are pawns."
Speaking of this, Feng Huaian couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile. But while he was laughing, his tears were also flowing down. The so-called man does not shed tears lightly, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness. Now how could Feng Luochen not know the sadness in Feng Huaian's heart?
Feng Huaian's words actually touched Feng Luochen's heartstrings. In a person's life, he needs to experience many joys and sorrows, separations and ups and downs. And all these bitter, spicy, sour and sweet are actually God’s will.
Could it be that what happened between him and Feng Fangfei back then was not caused by the will of heaven? Why is it considered a divine punishment when a human-male falls in love? Why does this so-called way of heaven arbitrarily judge other people's fate? Feng Fangfei's death made him furious. But in the end, it was all in vain.
At this time, Feng Huaian continued to lament the injustice of heaven. His words were full of despair, and although he was unwilling to do so, he finally accepted his fate. When Feng Huaian said again that everything was determined by God, Feng Luochen was filled with anger.
"That's enough. Even if there really is a God in this world, it can't arbitrarily judge your life and mine. My destiny is up to me, not God, and my own destiny can only be controlled by myself. Uncle Feng, the same goes for you. , you shouldn’t bow to fate so easily.”
The way of heaven really exists, and the way of heaven can also dominate everything. But only you can control your own destiny. Even if the sky wants to change, it cannot. Feng Luochen thought of everything that happened back then. He clenched his fists and looked up at the sky, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
In his last life, he almost lost his mind. If he is reborn in this life, he will definitely compete with the sky again. He wanted to seek justice for Feng Fangfei. He wants to have another battle with this illusory way of heaven.
"Uncle Feng, life is a reverse journey. It has been decades in a hurry, birth, old age, illness, death, sorrow and joy. Since you are still alive, you must live a wonderful life. I know that you lost your right arm, which made you extremely sad and desperate. But you shouldn't , thus losing fighting spirit and confidence.”
Feng Huaian glanced at his empty sleeves. No matter how ambitious he is, he is powerless. He was about to retort, but was interrupted by Feng Luochen.
"Thousands of years ago, there was a number one figure in the immortal world named Evil Monk Canjian. This evil monk Canjian was a peerless great swordsman. He was originally a disciple of Buddhism in the immortal world, but he could no longer live in the world of mortals because of Because of this, he was expelled from Buddhism."
"During a fight with someone, he had his right arm twisted off by a peerless swordsman. Although the man had the ability to kill him, he did not bother to take action. This man broke the evil monk's broken sword. After humiliating him, he walked away laughing."
Feng Huaian was a mortal, so naturally he had never heard of the name of the Evil Monk's Broken Sword. It's just that the evil monk's broken sword also had his right arm twisted off. This point also aroused Feng Huaian's curiosity.
"After Evil Monk Canjian lost his right arm, the swordsmanship he had learned before had no use. He was not depressed by this. Instead, he used his only remaining left hand to practice skills he had never touched before. Left-handed swordsmanship.”
"The sword skills of the left hand and the sword skills of the right hand are very different from each other. If you want to practice the sword skills of the left hand well, you have to find a new way. And you must forget all the sword skills of the right hand before. The evil monk Can Jian gritted his teeth and insisted, he must use his own sword. Chuang's left-hand sword move defeated the peerless swordsman with whom he had a broken arm."
"The evil monk Broken Sword has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and finally achieved great success in swordsmanship. He reappeared in the world of mortals and found his old enemy. With his left hand, he held the broken sword from back then and started a battle with the peerless swordsman. A fierce confrontation”
"In the end, he defeated the peerless swordsman and avenged his broken arm. The evil monk's broken sword did not kill him, nor did he break his arm. Because this peerless swordsman, to him now, is just a man who can be easily defeated. It’s just my opponent.”
"Evil Monk Canjian is both good and evil. He is extremely famous in the fairy world with his excellent left-handed swordsmanship. His strength is comparable to that of the eight major sect masters in the fairy world. Because he used to be a Buddhist sect. The disciple is also accustomed to using a broken sword. Therefore, people in the immortal world call him the Evil Monk's Broken Sword."
After listening to Feng Luochen's story, Feng Huaian was also surprised. Naturally, he had never heard of this evil monk's broken sword. Presumably Feng Luochen also heard about his deeds from that white-haired old man.
"The Evil Monk's Broken Sword, isn't his situation back then the same as yours now? He has never been exposed to left-handed sword techniques, but he has created a set of left-handed sword techniques that is unparalleled in the world. What he can do , why can’t you?”
Hearing this, a glimmer of hope and vitality suddenly appeared in Feng Huaian's eyes. If he really had the chance to practice again, would he be able to reach his former heights with just his left arm? And this left-hand sword technique is stronger or weaker than the right-hand sword technique?
"Uncle Feng, this powerful man in the immortal world may be too far away for us. Did you know that in the human world, there were two quite comparable figures a thousand years ago? They also have two titles, that is Punch the invincible hands on both sides of the Yellow River, kick the north and south of the Yangtze River to see the ghosts in trouble."
"Master, are you talking about the boxing champion and the leg king?"
The boxing champion and the leg king are the legends of this generation in the human world. Of course, this so-called legend is only on the mortal level. Rumors about the two of them spread throughout the world. For Feng Huaian, it is easier to have a sense of immersion.
"Yes, it is the Boxing King and the Leg King. They are just mortals, but they have the strength to rival those who practice Taoism. But did you know? The Leg King's leg skills are unparalleled in the world, but he is a man with disabled hands. ."
This sentence is truly shocking. Feng Huaian naturally knew that the king's leg skills were outstanding and invincible in the world. But he didn't know that the Leg King would be a man with disabled hands.
"I once saw relevant records in an ancient book. The king of legs traveled across the rivers and lakes, and was proud of all the heroes in the world. Even though his arms are missing, his leg skills are unparalleled in the world."
What Feng Luochen said was not groundless. In his previous life, he had indeed had a chance encounter with the Leg King. At that time, he was extremely shocked. A mortal without arms can actually practice his leg skills to such a high level.
"Not to mention the Evil Monk's Broken Sword and the King of Legs, you have also seen my uncle Liu Fengyun. He can use mountains, rocks, grass and trees as swords, and he can also use the overwhelming sword intention to activate the world-shattering sword energy. His sword, Why have you ever stuck to this left arm and right arm?"
After hearing this, Feng Huaian rolled his eyes helplessly. I know you are encouraging me, but don't discourage me. Who is your uncle? How can I compare with him?
If I really reach your uncle's height, of course I don't need to stick to my left arm and my right arm. Maybe wherever my heart desires, the sword energy can travel thousands of miles and be invincible. Thinking of this, Feng Huaian suddenly felt a yearning in his heart. At this time, Feng Luochen continued to persuade.
"What's more, even if it's what you said, you and I are both pawns of God. Are you willing to be that pawn and let others slaughter you? The path of cultivation is a path that goes against heaven. In order to obtain powerful power, in order to In order to gain longevity and change their original destiny, people choose to practice Taoism."
"Uncle Feng, I have said this. If you are still so depressed, I will say no more. You have been seriously injured for our Feng family, and our Feng family will take care of you for the rest of your life. My father will provide you with food and housing, and protect your life. No worries about food and clothing.”
After Feng Luochen finished speaking, he looked at Feng Huaian with burning eyes. When Feng Huaian heard this, he also wiped away the decadent attitude just now. At this moment, there was no longer any despair in his eyes, and all that remained was his firm belief.
"Master, you really woke up the dreamer with your words. I won't be decadent anymore, and I will also practice the sword skills of my left hand. It's a pity that Han Qingshan was killed by your uncle. Otherwise, I won't be able to cultivate enough." Yes, I must make him look good."
"But my Dantian is damaged and I can no longer absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Hehe, Master, you have great supernatural powers. You must have a way to help me repair my Dantian. If you can't even do it, you won't persuade me so earnestly. ”
Feng Huaian chuckled, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes. When Feng Luochen saw this, he shook his head and smiled. Feng Huai's expression and demeanor at this time were exactly the same as when he moved into his courtyard to rub his spiritual energy.
But my Uncle Feng seems to have regained his ambition. With a flash of light, the Life and Creation Pill appeared in Feng Luochen's palm. Suddenly, a strong fragrance filled the entire courtyard in an instant.
There are many green plants planted in Feng Huaian's courtyard. As this fragrance spread, these green plants began to grow crazily in an instant. In just one moment, it seemed like four seasons had passed. The big trees have become luxuriant, and the flowers are in full bloom.
"This is?"
Feng Huaian looked at the Life Creation Pill with great surprise in his eyes. He naturally guessed that the abnormality of these flowers and plants was all due to this emerald green pill. And his depleted dantian became full of vitality because of the appearance of this pill.
"This is the Life and Creation Pill of the Immortal Medicine God Sect. It was given to you by my uncle. This pill contains vitality. There should be no problem in repairing your damaged Dantian. Uncle Feng, take it quickly. ."
Feng Huaian took the Life and Fortune Pill with extreme caution. Under Feng Luochen's gaze, he also put the pill into his mouth. The Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill melts immediately in the mouth and turns into a stream of warm liquid. The liquid seeped into Feng Huaian's limbs instantly.
"Uncle Feng, calm down and guide this vitality force to reshape your damaged Dantian. I will use my spiritual power to help you. Once the medicine penetrates, your damaged Dantian will be healed. It’s back to what it was before.”
When Feng Huaian heard this, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. Feng Luochen came behind him and put his palms on the back of his heart. Surging spiritual power poured into his body. And the medicinal power of the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill also surged towards Feng Huaian's Dantian.
