Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

There was joy and relief in that smile, and at the same time, there was a hint of relief in that smile.

In Teng Xiaoyun's eyes, Zuo Feng saw a hint of kindness. For some reason, the two seemed to have a silent communication at this moment, and it seemed that they knew what each other was thinking without saying anything.

Before, Zuo Feng had an illusion that when there were his parents and Tiantian on one side and "himself" and Teng Xiaoyun on the other side, that was the test of this life.

When he made a choice and trade-off, it seemed that the result of this test had been determined, regardless of whether he could save his parents and Tiantian, or whether the current Teng Xiaoyun and "himself" would face death under the violent disintegration.

In the first test, it is undeniable that he failed. In the fight with the ghost catcher, Zuo Feng experienced the real death, which was purely killed by the opponent. Including all the states before death, they were all very real feelings.

It seems that because of his failure in the test, there will be a second test later. The second test was when he had just experienced death and was in a state of psychological collapse, which gave him a more special test, which seemed to be a test of his original heart.

Although Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er appeared in front of him in a concrete form, Zuo Feng now vaguely understood that the two women only represented two words, "temptation".

After he had just "died" and reborn, the most powerful temptation was placed in front of him. In that special environment, that strange binding force made him want to avoid it, but he couldn't leave easily. As long as his original heart was not strong, he would definitely fall into temptation and sink.

In fact, Zuo Feng had failed in the second test. He did not keep his original heart and control his own desires. Perhaps if it were anyone else, after just experiencing a "real" death, anyone would first feel the joy of life, and would open their arms to welcome the most primitive "gentleness" in the face of the desires in life.

But in the end, Zuo Feng still kept it, kept his original heart, and it was Shen Die who made his heart keep his original heart, which was actually the love in his heart.

It is easy to say that love is the key to desire, but how many men can resist it? In this Kunxuan Continent, any strong man has more than one woman.

But love has only one end. When facing the temptation of all kinds of desires, like Zuo Feng, he can still see his true heart at the last moment. This is the person who truly has great perseverance, and it is also the real purpose of these two tests.

In fact, the third test is the real life and death, which is to make a choice while facing family affection and personal safety.

The reason why Zuo Feng understands it now is that the result of the first test ended with his own death, which led to the second and even third tests.

After truly experiencing death, anyone will inevitably cherish his life more at a critical moment, but at this time, he needs to face "his own" life, and the life of his closest person is threatened at the same time.

But Zuo Feng has faced the choice of life and death more than once. In his heart, the lives of his parents and Zuo Tiantian far exceed "his" safety. Even in this very "real" environment, he can make choices without hesitation.

The dead Teng Xiaoyun seemed to know the cause and effect, as if he knew everything Zuo Feng had experienced over the years. His complex smile was filled with genuine joy for his beloved disciple.

As if to prove his conjecture, all the warriors who were fighting stopped at the same time. The other "self" also turned around at this time and looked at the red-haired Zuo Feng, with a smile on his face.

Similarly, the red-haired Zuo Feng looked at the two people and smiled. The three of them laughed at each other, laughing very happily, even a little unscrupulous.

Everything around him gradually blurred, everything around him began to blur, except Zuo Feng himself, everything disappeared.

Zuo Feng felt that his telekinesis was growing. At the beginning, it was still a very slow state, but as time went by, it grew faster and faster.

One, two, three..., new telekinesis filaments continued to condense and appear in the sea of ​​​​mind. At this moment, without any doubt, he successfully passed the test and successfully gained huge gains in this spiritual extreme realm.

The growth of telekinesis and mental power has never been an easy thing. Even though Zuo Feng had obtained the method of cultivating mental power, his progress was still slow.

The important reason for this is naturally that the method of cultivating mental power is like a shallow low-level technique, while Zuo Feng himself has telekinesis, like a martial artist with a high level of cultivation. How can a low-level technique help a high-level martial artist to progress quickly?

However, the difficulty of cultivating and improving mental power is indeed the same. No matter who wants to increase mental power, it is very difficult.

Zuo Feng's cultivation is constantly growing, and even when he encounters a great opportunity, he can continuously surpass several levels and move forward in a leapfrog manner.

However, mental power must be slowly accumulated and improved little by little. The speed of improvement has always been so "stable", except for a few special opportunities, but all experiences are not as exaggerated as this time.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of telekinesis strands have been formed. Since Zuo Feng obtained telekinesis, it has been so long that he has condensed from the initial three strands to more than fifty strands now.

Now, in the blink of an eye, more than thirty threads of thought in the sea of ​​thought have condensed into one, and are still growing.

Until the number of threads reached 100, the growth rate gradually slowed down, but it was still condensing at a slow speed.

"One hundred and eight threads, I can actually condense 108 threads."

Looking at the sea of ​​thoughts, after it was finally fixed at 108 threads, Zuo Feng couldn't help but exclaimed. The power of thought was still fluctuating, and the 109th thread seemed to be condensed into shape, but it finally dissipated completely due to insufficient back force.

Feeling the 108 threads of thought in the sea of ​​thoughts, Zuo Feng's excitement was beyond words, which meant that his current power of thought had more than doubled compared to before.

Even if he could experience all the opportunities before and work hard for a year, he would never be able to condense this number, how could he not be excited.

Without giving Zuo Feng time to experience the benefits brought by the changes in the sea of ​​thoughts, the scenery in front of Zuo Feng changed again, but this time the scenery was not real, but obviously had a sense of illusion.

Zuo Feng seemed to see the scenery in another space through a blurry gauze curtain.

Outside the gauze curtain was a vast plain, with countless houses made of felt made of animal skins, one by one, buckled on the ground like a round hemisphere. Seeing these strange houses, Zuo Feng couldn't help but think of some stories about the prairie.

It is said that most people on the prairie make a living by grazing, so their homes will not be fixed in one place. People on the prairie will take cattle and sheep to find places with abundant water and grass to live. Once the surrounding grass has been eaten by cattle and sheep, they will migrate to another place.

The houses recorded in those books on the prairie are what you can see in front of you. Houses built with felt can keep out the cold in winter and block mosquitoes in summer, and they are easy to disassemble and take away.

'This is actually the prairie, could it be related to Master Chu. '

Zuo Feng couldn't help thinking in his heart, because although the scenery that appeared before was real, Zuo Feng knew that it was not real. But everything he saw was so illusory, but Zuo Feng clearly felt that it was real.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zuo Feng swept his eyes across the village, and finally fixed his eyes on a young man.

The young man was strong and brave, and he was 70% similar to Chu Yihu. This young man looked like he had the strength of the seventh or eighth level of the strong body period, but his cultivation was not as high as Chu Yihu.

The young man was carrying a large frame on his back, and the things in it seemed very heavy. The young man was also very strenuous to walk with such a heavy object.

However, there was a trace of excitement in the young man's eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Finally, I can finally make my first weapon."

'This should be Master Chu, or Master Chu's experience at the beginning, otherwise it would not give me a very real feeling. '

With this in mind, Zuo Feng also looked more seriously. He believed that the scene in front of him was what Master Chu let him see, and there must be his deep meaning in it.

The young man, carrying the big frame, soon came to the side of a felt tent, where there was a set of relatively simple casting tools, furnaces, forging tables, quenching pools and other tools. Although they were simple and old, they were all there.

The young man came to the side of the forging table, leaned to the side and dumped the items in the frame.

At this time, Zuo Feng saw that the big frame was filled with ore and a few pieces of rough iron of average quality. These rough irons themselves were not much better than ordinary ores, and they also contained a lot of impurities. If you want to use them, you need to go through some processing.

The young man was excited about this kind of rough iron. He grabbed one of the larger pieces of rough iron and threw it into the fire.

Then the young man squatted aside and pulled the bellows with all his strength to quickly increase the temperature in the fire. It didn't take long for the rough iron that was thrown in to gradually soften due to the heat. The young man stared at the changes in the rough iron and quickly took it out with tongs when he met his expectations.

Putting it on the forging table, the young man raised a hammer that was taller than his body without hesitation and smashed it hard at the raw iron that had turned orange.

‘It turned out to be the most primitive way to forge raw iron. I didn’t expect that this was the basis of refining on the prairie. ’

Thinking like this in your heart, Zuo Feng did not lose interest and patience just because it was just a child hammering raw iron.