My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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He has been standing in the same place for ten minutes, and Ye Fan has completely calmed his mind.

In this world, it is really a hidden dragon and a tiger. The fairy sisters who met four years ago, the high-food people who met today, have made it impossible for Ye Fan to judge their strength.

Because of the existence of such a character, Ye Fan never dared to slack off cultivation, because he knew that he was still a frog at the bottom of the well, and the world outside was vast.

"Too swords... as a sword..."

Ye Fan muttered this sentence, feeling a thousand.

In this sentence, I am afraid that no one else can hear anything, but for those who have already grasped the sword meaning and realized the power of heaven and earth, the word value is worth a thousand dollars!

After a deep breath, Ye Fan calmed down, and his figure was like a mountain breeze. He quickly swept through the forest, and the long sword in his hand, in the high-speed movement, naturally drawn a sword!

Sometimes the sword is sharp and sharp, sometimes the sword is so powerful, and sometimes it is ethereal...

Ye Fan is feeling, feeling, deeper to comprehend his sword, and comprehending the subtle connection between sword and heaven and earth...

He has figured it out, the tall man who left the amazing sword mark and passed down the sword, no matter whether he is an ancient sword or not, at least one can be sure. When he is in the sword, the sword has already melted with him. As one!

This is also why his swordsmanship can make the sword draw strange and not like the sword marks that the sword can draw!

His sword has long surpassed the average person's perception of the sword! In fact, he used the sword to enlighten the way, and after he realized the world and the earth, he painted it with a sword!

Those sword marks, in fact, have not been a sword flying so simple, it is the collapse of the mountains, it is the spew of spring water, it is the whistling of the wind!

His sword is not a weapon to kill, not a cold tool, but a part of his body, the embodiment of his sword, his perception of the heavens and the earth!

Before Ye Fan, although he tried to integrate with the sword, especially after the battle with Captain Oleg, he was a little sentimental, but he still did not fully grasp it.

Especially when he used the sword to defend the sword, he still regarded the sword as a sword.

Since the sword is a thing outside of the body, how can it be perfectly integrated with one's own sword?

Only the sword in the hand, the sword in the heart, the sword and the sword, can make the sword completely become part of your body!

By that time, the sword will no longer be a foreign object. It is its own hand, its own feet, the embodiment of its own will, and of course, it will become part of the sword of its own understanding!

The meaning of the sword is a manifestation of the power of the heavens and the earth, and the grass and trees, the flowers and birds, the fish and the insects, and even the four seasons, the sun, the moon and the stars, can all be part of the sword!

In this way, Yu Jianshu can be like everything in the world, changing thousands of times, unpredictable!

This is probably why, the ancestors who passed down the swordsmanship did not record any words and swords.

How is the sword meaning recorded? How is the martial art realm described?

It’s all his own things. It’s something that others can’t understand, and others can’t explain it.

Enlightenment, that is, enlightenment, incomprehension, and how to tell, are meaningless.

In fact, every swordsman, the understanding of the sword, the perception of the heavens and the earth, are different.

However, any swordsman who masters the sword's intentions and practiced swordsmanship will have different understandings and different interpretations. It is impossible to write what swords and laws are fixed.

After the whole idea suddenly came through, Ye Fan was in a good mood, shouting a few voices in the mountains and forests, and the joy of love was hard to say!

With a clear goal, it’s natural to be more attentive.

During the whole afternoon, Ye Fan did not know how many roads he ran, nor how many hills he had passed.

He practiced the sword indulgently and worked hard to achieve the realm of the sword and the sword. This is the foundation of Yu Jianshu. He must be steady and steady.

Unconsciously, the day goes into the night.

On a bare hilltop, a sword light slanted through the hills!

It seems to be a knife-cut tofu, this hard mountain top, a huge rock with a weight of tens of tons, was cut directly!

As the huge rock rolled down, the hill was directly sharpened at a time!

If there is any other person who sees this scene, it will inevitably be scared to speak.

This is the sword, it is the legendary immortal moving mountains! If this is to wave dozens of swords, this hill must not be flattened directly?

The figure of Ye Fan fell on the tip of the mountain and looked at the long sword in his hand, but his face was calm.

This power is not unusual to him.

He actually couldn't feel it, he was holding the sword, because the sword seemed to be part of his body.

"Try the sword again..." Ye Fan murmured.

When I thought about it, Ye Fan let go of the hand, and the long sword in that hand flew out quickly with the sword!

Ye Fan arbitrarily waved his hand, and the flying sword circled around in the air, returned to him, hung in the air, very quiet, and did not move.

Ye Fan laughed, although he still couldn't talk about the power, he could obviously control the Yujian himself and greatly improved it!

After putting the sword back to the ring of the sword god, Ye Fan got up and returned to the Lushan faction.

His mobile phone has no power, and he does not communicate with his family at home for a long time. He is also afraid of something.

Anyway, how to practice Yu Jianshu, he already knows, after daily practice can be done, do not have to rush to the day.

When I returned to the Lushan School, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Ye Fan saw that Lushan had arranged many guarded patrol disciples, and he was quite puzzled.

"Who!!" A disciple of Lushan saw that Ye Fan suddenly fell from the sky and could not help but be shocked.

Ye Fan raised his hand and smiled: "It is me."

"Oh, Mr. Ye! Please forgive the younger generation of rude, it is really a mountain gate, all the soldiers, the wind is screaming, don't dare to care!" The disciple was sorry to cross the hand.

Ye Fan asked: "Why are so many people patrolling? What happened?"

Several patrolling disciples are looking sad.

"Mr. Ye, you have been out for two days, maybe you don't know. Yesterday night, we had four uncles and were poisoned... The head asked us to guard all the time, and the hidden secret enemies sneaked again," the disciple replied.

Ye Fan frowned, from these disciples to look at, their uncle, should be the second generation of disciples, those of Ling Baiguang's peers, it is estimated that at least there is a refinement, even four deaths? Still do not know who the murderer is?

Ye Fan nodded. "I know, you are careful and safe. I am going to talk to you at the head."

Ye Fan feels that he has benefited a lot from coming to Lushan, and this is Ling Yuwei's home. If you can help, you should help.

So, Ye Fan walked toward the main hall in the middle of Mount Lu, where the lights were bright, and it was also for this matter that the people of the Lushan School were in a meeting.