"Tap tap tap..."
Jiang Wuji, whose breathing had calmed down, followed Feng Shanhe back.
He raised his head from time to time, with deep embarrassment in his eyes.
"Feng... Great Elder, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Isn't it okay for me to pay you any amount of money? There's no need to be so angry, right?"
"That's not necessary?!" Feng Shanhe suddenly stopped and pointed to the burned place on his black robe.
"My robe is tailor-made! It is made by the best embroiderer in the capital. It is the only one in the world. Can it be measured in silver?"
You blame me for not avoiding it... Jiang Wuji scratched his head, knowing that he was responsible.
Not only did he serve as a free sparring partner, but he also burned his robe, which was unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Fifty taels, no, eighty taels!"
"?!"
Eighty taels? You want me to pay 80,000 yuan for a black robe? !
"Why don't you go and grab it!" Jiang Wuji complained.
Feng Shanhe: "Huh? What do you think I'm doing?"
"..."
Feng Jin Dao was definitely not short of money, so opening his mouth to ask for eighty taels was definitely a joke, so Jiang Wuji didn't take it seriously and changed the subject.
"When Gu Binghe wanted to kill me, I seemed..."
"Eighty taels."
"Does what I do count as transforming one's mind?"
"Eighty taels."
"Why do the thoughts I condensed dissipate...Okay, okay, eighty taels is eighty taels, I will give it to you when I go back this time."
Feng Shanhe shook his clothes and said: "First of all, you are not a jade bone, and your physical body cannot withstand the power of turning your mind. And, the most important thing, that is not your intention."
"It's not my intention?" Jiang Wuji is a studious person.
Feng Shanhe: "My intention is a knife, Gu Binghe's intention is poison. You think your intention is fire or gun, but it is not the case."
"At that time, you had just finished using a flaming spear, and then Feng Shanhe tried to kill you with his own incompetence. It happened that the flaming spear was your favorite move in your heart, and it was only through a strange combination of circumstances that you gathered... Fiery Spear Intent.”
"Intentions are often connected with our desires, which is extremely mysterious."
"If you had condensed your mind at that time, then the mind would not have dispersed on its own, but because you had no jade bones and could not hold it up, you would have been bitten by the mind, ranging from serious injuries to sudden death, and even excrement and urine, and your mind would have been lost. Destroy everything and become a fool."
"?!"
Hearing this, Jiang Wuji and others were stunned.
Death is not scary. What is scary is that even after the death of a large company, he is still there...
Feng Shanhe continued: "But your talent is indeed amazing. Take the time to get to the Jade Bone. As long as you find your own intention, it will be a matter of course."
Find your own intention... The flaming spear is not my intention, so what is my intention?
Could it be that it's really the art of seduction? ? ?
When a person tells himself not to think that way, he will uncontrollably think in that direction.
As I thought about it, I thought of the scene of Wan'er biting her silver teeth while working hard for Li Yao. She obviously thought that Jiang Wuji must have been poisoned, which would make her unable to live in peace.
Then, Jiang Wuji thought about the days when he practiced martial arts with King Luo, the Empress' unrestricted outfit, the bamboo shoot heroine who had a glimpse of her, and the mediocre poached eggs... Oh, this one doesn't have many scenes, compared to The fawn girl who still has one brother at a time is quite cute, especially her master, the elastic bear, is simply adorable.
Hey hey hey...
"???"
The tiger's body trembled.
I'm actually thinking about this right now?
Amitabha Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form means a knife on the head, form is a bone scraper, rebooting starts from me, Feng Shanhe...
"Then how can one become a jade bone?" Jiang Wuji put away his thoughts and asked about business.
"Jade bones...it's actually quite simple."
Feng Shanhe said: "Except for the side ways, there are only three ways to enter the Jade Bones: a hundred battles, bone building, and Nirvana."
Jiang Wuji humbly asked for advice, but Feng Shanhe was a fussy person and changed the subject very abruptly: "I am here to control the situation. If I really kill someone, Northwest and Liang Guoding will make a fuss out of a molehill and fight to the death."
"As you can tell, Sima Qing and I are both on board." Jiang Wuji muttered.
Feng Shanhe: "I am different from you."
"What is the difference?"
"I am Huayi, you are just the master."
"???"
Why does this sound so uncomfortable?
Hantianmen comes into view, and people who don't know where to go can be seen in the distance.
They were very obedient, and no one dared to leave out of fear of being dominated by rogues.
"A Huayi like me who is still walking around the world is actually not that free."
Feng Shanhe put the mask back on, and there was an air of twilight in his eyes that shouldn't be seen at this age.
"Not only are we being stared at, we are also being stared at by foreigners. The Holy Master doesn't care about me when we fight in our own home, but he goes to the snowy fields to kill people, ha..."
"Sir, do you think she would miss the opportunity to question the sinner's intentions?"
I understand, Huayi is a martial artist, and once he has the opportunity to raise an army to investigate the crime, he will definitely not let it go. No wonder there are very few Huayi masters in the world. They obviously have the strength to pretend to go sideways, but they insist on retreating into seclusion. It turns out that it is Because of this...
Jiang Wuji nodded and said, "So what do Bai Zhan, Bone Building, and Nirvana specifically refer to?"
"Don't worry, let's wait until you settle the matter in front of you."
Feng Shanhe turned his head and said, "I have broken Gu Binghe's side-stepping attitude. Others can't see it, but now he is like a jade bone. If internal injuries are included, he may not be able to even Sima Qing and Luo Luo at this time." I can’t even think of it.”
Hearing this, Jiang Wuji raised his brows: "Is it that knife just now?"
"What's that expression on your face? Is it weird? I'm the real Huayi. If I hadn't planned to kill him from the beginning, would Gu Binghe be alive to this day?"
"..."
Is this guy really that strong... For some reason, Jiang Wuji had some doubts.
"Have you decided how to deal with this matter?" Gu Binghe asked.
"Yeah." Jiang Wuji nodded.
Back at Hantianmen, everyone basically stayed at their previous positions without much change.
Seeing the two men returning, Sima Qing and Luo Jiusi, who had been wary of Gu Binghe, breathed a sigh of relief and consciously retreated to both sides.
"Hehehe..."
Gu Binghe forced himself to pretend that no one was there, and bowed: "I wonder how the two of you discussed it? The world is so big, and there are many friends..."
"Did I let you speak?" Jiang Wuji interrupted Gu Binghe, his expression slightly gloomy.
Gu Binghe was stunned for a while, and the uncontrollable killing intent emerged in his eyes, but after seeing Feng Shanhe behind Jiang Wuji, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Seeing this, the onlookers' expressions changed slightly, and they had a new perspective on this "nameless gate" that appeared out of thin air.
The situation that has been reversed repeatedly today seems to be coming to an end.
The cold wind is biting and the black hair is tangled.
Jiang Wuji turned his head and his eyes fell in the direction of Liuhuo Sect and Shihsan Pavilion. The latter subconsciously took a few steps back and then pretended to be calm.
"Master Jiangmen."
Silent oppression is the most uncomfortable thing, so the relatively wiser Shisan Sange spoke first.
"Master Jiang Clan may not know something, but although this cold snowfield is huge, it is now a tripartite force."
"The northwest side is led by Liuhuo Sect, and the Xueyuan near Liang Kingdom is led by our Thirteen Stars Pavilion. Only the Dali side is leaderless."
"The Liuhuo Sect and I support Hantian Clan just because we want fewer people to die on this snowy plain near Dali. Then everything will be in order and everyone will have enough food and clothing. Why not?"
Seeing that Jiang Wuji didn't speak, he continued: "If Jiang Clan Master doesn't mind, from today on, our Shih San Pavilion will be the friend of Wu Ming Clan. You and I will each support each other, help each other, and jointly manage Xueyuan and Jiangmen." Lord, please don’t act out of anger and choose the wrong path.”
Flowing Fire Sect: "Me too...huh?! Damn it!!!"
Before the people from the Flowing Fire Sect could finish speaking, a flash of bright red took the lead in drawing an arc.
The leader of the Shisan Pavilion still had a flattering smile on his face, but his head detached from his neck and rolled into the ruins behind.
"..."
"..."
Dead silence!
Silence!
At this moment, everyone was confused.
Their minds went blank as they looked at Jiang Wuji who violently severed the man's neck with a spear.
The Young Pavilion Master of the Thirteen Stars Pavilion... was... killed? !
This this……
The gun tip hit the ground, blood splattered three feet.
"What kind of Northwest Fire Sect?"
"What is Liang Kingdom's Thirteen-Three-Point Pavilion?"
"This is the cold snowfield."
"Who dares to teach me how to do things without a name?"
