Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The heavy rain gradually stopped after continuing all night, and when the sun rose, the sky was clear and blue.

Zuo Feng kept his cross-legged posture motionless. That night, despite the wind and rain, he finally stabilized his cultivation level at the third level of physical strength with the help of the abundant spiritual energy in his body.

Slowly opening his eyes, he could no longer see the flash of lightning in his eyes, but his dark pupils were even deeper. Trying to mobilize the spiritual energy in the body, traces of spiritual energy mixed with electric current traveled rapidly along the meridians.

The physical recovery and unexpected gains made Zuo Feng inexplicably excited. Because the spiritual energy contained the power of thunder, the spiritual energy moved several times faster than warriors of the same level. Although the total amount of aura is still at the third level of physical strength, the aura with the power of thunder and lightning is as different from ordinary aura as a stubborn stone and a beautiful jade.

Zuo Feng stood up slowly and punched casually. The spiritual energy in the sea of ​​​​qi reached his fist in almost the blink of an eye. Zuo Feng seemed extremely satisfied with these changes.

And he also had an unexpected gain this time. In the process of stabilizing his cultivation last night, he found a trace of energy slowly released from his chest. This energy traveled through several very uncommon meridians for a week and then returned to the far point.

After much exploration, he was shocked to discover that this should be a method of practicing martial arts. Since this mysterious power has the miraculous effect of raising the flesh and bones of dead people, then this technique will definitely not be any worse. But after he mobilized his spiritual energy and tried to run it, Zuo Feng helplessly realized that the many acupoints in these meridians could not be opened at all.

Even so, Zuo Feng was already very satisfied. As for this technique, he planned to try it after his strength improved.

Casting his gaze towards the deep pool below again, he felt a mixture of emotions that could not be expressed in words. All the experiences this year have been like a nightmare, and now the rain has finally passed and the sky has cleared up, but I don’t know whether the extra strength in my body is a blessing or a curse for me.

It was already scorching sun when Zuo Feng returned to the village, and at a glance he could see countless busy figures, all of whom were preparing for tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony.

"Looking at how unlucky you are, you have lost your cultivation and your mind has become stupid."

Just as Zuo Feng was about to walk home quickly, a voice that disgusted him sounded behind him. Without looking back, he could already tell that the person speaking was Fujikata, who deliberately humiliated him yesterday.

Zuo Feng turned around suddenly, and his sharp eyes met with the opponent. Over the past year, he has been trying to calm things down, but now that he has achieved cultivation, he can still swallow his anger as before.

"Look at this kid, he seems a little different today."

"Who are you bluffing with your eyes wide open? You think you are the crazy cultivator from before."

"Of course it's different. Look at his drowned appearance. It must be that a person who has lost his cultivation has become demented."

Zuo Feng suppressed his slightly ups and downs of emotions. He had not forgotten the village's rule against private fighting. These familiar cynicism made him suddenly feel that the people in front of him were very ridiculous.

‘A bunch of clowns, let me just let you dance around for a few more days, and I will use my strength to shut you all up. ’

With this thought in his mind, Zuo Feng had a faint smile on his face. He looked around at the people present, shook his head slightly, turned around and strode away.

Tengfang's eyes were fixed on Zuo Feng's back, and there was a faint anger burning in his chest. When Zuo Feng defeated him within three moves, he had the same smile and the same back view. His teeth made a "crunching" sound as he almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"It's best not to show up at the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, otherwise..."

"Brother Fujikata, if he dares to come here, I will help you teach him a lesson."

"If he is really ignorant, I will personally beat him and cripple him."

Although Zuo Feng had left, these people seemed to deliberately raise their voices to speak, and he heard them all without missing a word.

"Make me crippled, haha."

Zuo Feng seemed to be talking to himself, his smile gradually faded, and his eyes slowly turned cold.

"Wind"

Hearing this low voice, Zuo Feng's face slowly softened and he turned to look at the sound.

A middle-aged man and woman were walking side by side toward him. The man was about forty years old. Wearing a blue robe like a scribe, he is tall and thin, with a pair of tiger eyes shining like stars on his angular face. The woman is about thirty years old, with crescent-shaped eyebrows and autumn eyes, but there are some traces of time hanging on the corners of her eyes.

Seeing the two people approaching, Zuo Feng bowed deeply and respectfully and said, "Master, Master."

"Didn't I tell you to just call me Uncle and Aunt Zhuang? Moreover, your Aunt Zhuang has been your master this year. Why are you in such a mess? Is that boy Fujikata making things difficult for you again?"

Zuo Feng's heart warmed when he heard his master's words. He remembered that in the year when he lost his cultivation, his master Teng Xiaoyun set a rule and did not allow any private fights in the village. His master Zhuang Yu patiently taught him how to make medicine.

"I've heard about the monthly monthly report yesterday, and I also reprimanded him severely. If he troubles you again next time, you must tell me."

Zuo Feng slowly shook his head and said, "Master, please don't worry too much about these small things."

"Hey, don't mention this traitor. I happen to meet you here. How about walking with me."

"You guys have something to talk about, then I'll go back to Yaolu first."

Zuo Feng looked at the back of his master's wife as she left. It seemed that the master was not just chatting casually.

"How is your health lately?"

When his master asked, Zuo Feng wanted to tell the truth about his recovery. But before Zuo Feng could speak, Teng Xiaoyun was already minding his own business.

"After a year of investigation, I have some clues about the person who injured you that time."

That incident was like a thorn in Zuo Feng's heart. When he heard about the person who almost killed him, he had forgotten everything else and asked eagerly.

"who is it?"

Teng Xiaoyun slowly shook his head, as if he had suddenly become much older. He slowly said: "I hope it's not him, I hope my suspicion is wrong. Since you were almost killed in a sneak attack a year ago, the situation in the village has become more and more subtle."

"The bandits who have always been peaceful with us are starting to make moves, and a group of mysterious people have also appeared in the mountains. I don't know whether Zuojia Village can survive this crisis safely."

"It's so serious." Zuo Feng was a little surprised. He never thought that the situation in the village was so serious.

"I hope that after the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow, we can reach an alliance with several other village chiefs. A group of people in the village have already disappeared in the mountains, and their whereabouts are still unknown. This is a dangerous signal."

After hesitating for a while, Fujisho Yun seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Try not to go to that waterfall you often go to again in the future."

Zuo Feng was obviously a little dazed by these inconsistent words. Teng Xiaoyun looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "There is a cave on the mountain wall inside the waterfall. If I If there is any accident, you should deal with the things in the cave yourself, but remember, don’t show it to anyone.”

After saying this, Teng Xiaoyun glanced at Zuo Feng, who was stunned, sighed slightly and left slowly.

Zuo Feng's magical encounters came from near the waterfall.

‘Could it be that my miraculous recovery of life and the power of thunder in my body are all related to the things in the cave. ’

I don't know how much time passed, but it wasn't until a thin palm gently patted Zuo Feng's shoulder that he recovered from the shock. At this time, Teng Xiaoyun beside him had long disappeared, replaced by a boy as shriveled as a stick.

"Why are you here alone in a daze? Are you hesitating about tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony?"

Looking at the young man who was speaking, Zuo Feng immediately relaxed. This young man was one of his few friends, and he was also one of the only friends who could treat him the way he did before after he turned from a genius to a waste.

The young man was nearly half a head shorter than Zuo Feng, and his eyes were so small that there was only a slit left. The small, feminine nose paired with a big mouth makes people feel a little funny at first glance. The boy's name was Zuo Hou. Because of his appearance and the homophony of his name, everyone often called him "Left Monkey".

"Monkey, you are ready for the competition at the coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow."

"Madman, will you participate in tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony or not?"

Zuo Feng smiled and gave him a slap and said, "I told you not to call me crazy."

"Since I am a monkey, then you are a madman, huh, unless you stop calling me by my nickname."

This kind of daily teasing between each other felt especially precious to Zuo Feng, who was now recovering in cultivation.

"You said coming of age ceremony, why don't I participate?"

"You are brave enough. You are worthy of being my good brother Zuo Hou. I heard that those people in Fujikata have promised that if you dare to show up, you will be completely disabled."

Looking at the cheerful young man next to him, Zuo Feng sneered: "Then let me see how they can completely cripple me."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Hou looked up and down at Zuo Feng in front of his eyes with a surprised look on his face, and said a little confused.

"Why do I think you have changed?"

Zuo Feng asked doubtfully: "What has changed?"

"It seems like the crazy practitioner from a year ago is back."

Zuo Feng did not answer his words, but showed a meaningful smile. Then he walked forward regardless of Zuo Hou, who looked confused and dazed, and after taking a few steps, he casually raised his arm and waved it in the air.

Looking at the free and easy gesture of Zuo Feng waving goodbye, the thin back gradually overlapped with that of the talented boy a year ago. That familiar figure was once the target of countless teenagers, including myself of course.

The stars at night were dotted like chess pieces on the dark and boundless chessboard.

After Zuo Feng had a simple dinner, he sat alone in his small courtyard. From time to time, the sound of parents' conversations could be heard in the house, occasionally mixed with my sister's sweet laughter.

A year ago, I was immersed in hard work and would never deliberately feel the happiness of family life. Over the past year, he had lost his cultivation and was unable to practice, and he gradually learned to appreciate the most ordinary and beautiful things in life.

He caressed his chest, where there was a strange drop-shaped bulge. He has given up the intention of telling his master Teng Xiaoyun about this change. For himself and his family, he will always keep this secret in his heart.