The beauty in the Qiankun Bag appeared in the cabin, with two red clouds on her face and her eyes a little evasive.
Half of the face was covered by the veil, and the exposed profile caught Yang Feng's eyes.
Their eyes met, they smiled knowingly, and then they were silent for a long time.
Yang Feng was the first to break the silence, and said to Shen Shuyu with an apologetic look: "Miss Shen, I'm so sorry, I, I didn't take your feelings into consideration, I hope you have more, thank you for what happened last night. "
In fact, what Yang Feng wanted to say was that he was a body cultivator at the seventh level of Bone Tempering Realm, so he could be ignored. However, the pitiful look in the other person's eyes made him swallow all the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"My benefactor is serious. If you hadn't taken the risk to rescue me, Shuyu would have been imprisoned in that dark arena, and how could he be so free to come and go? Therefore, it is only right for me to express my gratitude to my benefactor."
Shen Shuyu lowered her head and did not dare to look into Yang Feng's eyes, feeling even more grateful to Yang Feng in her heart.
"Miss Shen, if you feel uncomfortable living in the Qiankun Bag from now on, you can stay in this wooden house temporarily. Anyway, I am the only one in this house for the time being."
Yang Feng saw that Shen Shuyu was always kept in the Qiankun bag, so he decided to let Shen Shuyu stay. It was relatively safe and there were no people here, and Shen Shuyu didn't have to worry about his identity being exposed.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I just want to say that I don't want to cause trouble to my benefactor."
It wasn't that Shen Shuyu didn't want to stay, but that he was afraid that taking off his veil would scare Yang Feng. Secondly, he was worried that the sin slave's identity would be exposed and cause trouble for Yang Feng.
After careful consideration, Shen Shuyu declined politely.
"Miss Shen, please stay here, lest someone accuse me of abusing a weak woman. Besides, you are more comfortable living in the Qiankun Bag than in a wooden house. After practicing tonight, I will go to the town to buy meat and cook it." A meal.”
After eating dry food for several months, or just boxes of compressed biscuits, Yang Feng almost felt nauseated.
It's time to improve the food today.
"My benefactor, I really don't..."
"Well, don't call me benefactor. It sounds awkward. You can call me Yang Feng or Brother Yang. I'll call you Shuyu."
Without waiting for the other party's consent, Yang Feng hurried to the backyard.
The state of Kong Ming lasted for such a long time yesterday, but I didn't realize the Sword Intent Grass. It seemed that transformation was more difficult than I thought.
Looking at Yang Feng's hasty back, Shen Shuyu was speechless for a moment. Looking at the simple decoration in the wooden house, she felt indescribably warm in her heart.
She has been a sin slave for ten years. If Yang Feng hadn't rescued her by chance, she would have suffered endless inhuman torture.
Looking at the figure reflected in the bronze mirror not far away, half of her face was covered by the veil, she slightly stretched out a bare hand and gently took off the veil.
A scar that was so purple that it turned into an abscess appeared on the woman's face in the bronze mirror.
Looking at the scars on her face through the bronze mirror, her originally gentle face became almost distorted. She held a dagger in her other hand. When she put the dagger in her right hand on her neck, she was too late. It's too late to make a move.
Every day and night in the arena, she wanted to find a dagger to end her life.
But after meeting Yang Feng, she unexpectedly found that her beautiful face had become completely silent after being branded with this ugly mark.
Shen Shuyu originally thought that she would never fall in love again in this life, and it would be absolutely impossible for her to be emotionally attached to anyone, even the slightest bit.
Until the moment she met Yang Feng and was rescued by Yang Feng, her heart seemed to come alive again.
The backyard of the wooden house.
The Lingsha Sword was stuck diagonally on the ground. Yang Feng held the Kongming Stone in one hand to trace the lines, and the other free hand was used to seal the sword of destruction.
Blend the Kongming Stone with the sword seal to enter the state of Kongming.
Before he could communicate with the sword spirit, Yang Feng was forced to exit the empty state.
"What the hell? You don't have to do this to me, right? I just entered for less than a second!"
Yang Feng complained a few words and started to start over again, because he remembered a sentence he read in high school, "Success is only temporary, failure is the main theme of life."
He is not afraid of failure, let alone setbacks. With this thought in mind, Yang Feng is more attentive this time.
After a while, he entered the state of emptiness and darkness again.
In fact, he should be satisfied. For many people on the path of cultivating immortals, the state of emptiness and darkness can be encountered but cannot be sought. For Yang Feng, it is like eating and drinking water. He can enter the state of emptiness and darkness whenever he wants.
The Destruction Sword Intent in his body spread out, and he first communicated with the Spiritual Evil Sword Spirit, and then maintained a high mental state just like last night.
Embark on a journey to find the "extremely cold place".
He could hear a voice calling him in his heart, but no matter which direction he ran, he seemed to be getting further and further away from the source of the voice.
No matter how fast he speeds up, he is going in the opposite direction.
In an extremely cold place, the Sword Intent Grass transformed from the Destroying Sword Intent.
God rewards hard work. After last night's continuous efforts, Yang Feng's mental strength has improved a lot.
Today is noticeably more persistent than last night.
"I can only hear a vague voice calling me constantly. As for the extremely cold place, I can't feel it at all. No matter how I search in the dark night, it's to no avail."
In desperation, Yang Feng had no choice but to seek help from the Lingsha Sword Spirit. He couldn't help but feel that he was still there trying to save face and suffer the consequences, right?
"Sword Intent Grass is located in the extremely cold land. However, in the entire extremely cold place, there may be only one Sword Intent Grass that is transformed from the Destroying Sword Intent, which is why you haven't been able to feel it for a long time."
"Do you want me to sense all the sword grass in the extremely cold land?"
According to Lingsha Sword Spirit, there is only one Destruction Sword Intention Grass in the extremely cold place, which is why Yang Feng has been unable to resonate with it.
In the extremely cold place, there are all the sword cultivators who have cultivated their sword intention to the transformation state, and used the power of the transformation state to transform the sword intention grass.
There are at least a thousand sword intentions, and the destruction sword intention, as one of the ten most powerful sword intentions, must be extremely rare in the extremely cold land.
While comprehending the Destruction Sword Intent Grass, you will also be disturbed by other Sword Intent Grasses that are not destructive attributes.
This invisibly made it more difficult for Yang Feng to sense the Sword Intent Grass.
"That's the only way to do it right now."
The Lingsha Sword Spirit pondered for a long time before blurting out.
"I'll go! Do you have to feel the year of the monkey and the moon of the horse?"
Yang Feng roughly estimated that there were no less than a thousand Sword Intention Grasses in this extremely cold land. If he tried to sense them one by one, he would probably go crazy within half a month.
"Luck, you can only rely on luck. That's it. It's up to you what you do. I wish you good luck!"
After saying that, Lingsha Sword Spirit ignored Yang Feng and let Yang Feng "fend for himself".
"Hey! Give it a try and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle. Aurora, the goddess of luck, must bless me!"
While talking, Yang Feng continued to sense the Sword Intent Grass.
As soon as he started to sense it, the voice deep in his heart began to call him again.
Following the source of the sound, Yang Feng walked down unswervingly. The sword intent on his body became stronger and stronger with the passage of time, without any signs of weakening.
Extremely cold place, extremely harsh!
Rock barriers can be seen everywhere, and the cold wind howls by.
Sword Intention Grass grows in the cracks of rock walls, and its tenacious vitality makes them fearless of any challenges in extremely cold places.
Yang Feng followed the source of the sound. This time he was very close to the source, but the source of the sound disappeared.
It was as if it had never appeared.
Sword Intention Grass has the everlasting Sword Intent flowing through it, possessing the tenacious life of ordinary grass.
The sword will never stop, but life will never stop!
At this time, Yang Feng could already feel the wind from the extremely cold land whistling past his ears.
The breath of the sword of destruction is faint, and only the tenacious grass can carry the sword of destruction.
There is only one step away from the extremely cold place, but it is also the most difficult step, because there will no longer be any sound to hint him at this step.
The only thing Yang Feng can rely on is the Destruction Sword Intent and himself. Maybe if he takes another step, he will be in an extremely cold place, or maybe if he takes another step, he will return to the starting point.
The initiative is in his hands.
Regarding this extremely critical next step, Yang Feng was not sure. He could only leave it to God and the goddess Aurora.
Closing his eyes lightly, Yang Feng slowly raised his feet and prepared to take a step forward. This process seemed to only take a few seconds, but to the person involved, Yang Feng, it felt like it had lasted thousands of years.
He kept struggling in his heart, but finally took the difficult step.
The wind is biting and biting.
The sword intention is rich and powerful.
Grass, tenacious and vigorous.
Thousands of cliffs and rocky barriers can be seen everywhere.
A desolate place with almost no living creatures. This is the extremely cold place that Yang Feng cherishes.
If it weren't for the Sword Intention Grass living in the cracks of the cliff, Yang Feng would have thought he was in the wrong place.
It really deserves the name of "extreme cold". This was Yang Feng's biggest emotion when he first came to the extremely cold place.
"Is this an extremely cold place? The sword intent is quite strong, but the aura of the destructive sword intent is slightly faint. As expected, I am afraid that in this extremely cold land with no end as far as the eye can see, there is only one plant with the attribute of destruction. Sword Intent Grass.”
Yang Feng sensed the sword intent emitted by the surrounding sword intent grass. Most of them were various kinds of sword intent. Of course, the quality of the sword intent was mostly quite good.
It's a pity that none of the sword grass with the destructive sword intent that Yang Feng needs.
"It seems that I really have no choice but to go to the edge of the extremely cold land. I hope that the state of emptiness and darkness can be extended like this, so that I have enough time to find the Destruction Sword Intent Grass."
I prayed secretly in my heart.
Now he is a soul body in a state of emptiness and darkness, no different from the physical body in the outside world.
He used his sword control skills to fly towards the edge of the extremely cold land.
The destructive sword intent in the body was released without reservation, and they all tried their best to sense the sword intent grass flowing with the destructive sword intent on their body.
At the edge of the extremely cold land, it took Yang Feng a long time to reach even if he was flying with a sword.
The closer to the edge, the less Sword Intention Grass grows, but the breath of life it emits becomes more intense.
The quality of the sword intention is even more astonishing, because ordinary sword intention cannot withstand it at all, and only powerful sword intention can nourish the vegetation and give them the ability to withstand the severe cold.
"Still not. Is the Destruction Sword Intent Grass really extinct?"
