Marvel?

Jiang Feng doesn't believe in the so-called miracles, the qiē he has now is all the result of his hard work with one punch and one kick, and the slightest mistake is the result of a catastrophe

The so-called miracle is to ignore all the efforts behind these two words. In this regard, Jiang Feng naturally disagreed!

Qiu Zhenyan didn't speak, staring at Jiang Feng fiercely.

Regarding Jiang Feng's strength, Qiu Zhenyan has always had his own judgment, Qiu Zhenyan knew that Jiang Feng was ranked sixth in the top ten young masters in Mingfeng City, that was nothing at all, and it could not be used to judge Jiang Feng's specific strength.

However, in the battle between Jiang Feng and Qiu Gu, Qiu Zhenyan thought that it was enough to see Jiang Feng clearly.

Qiu Gu is the cultivation of the Third Tribulation Heaven, with the power of one person, he has already persecuted Jiang Feng so wolf, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's good use of the technique of attacking the heart, disrupting the rhythm of Qiu Gu's attack, and the people from the Blue Wind Auction House came forward, maybe Jiang Feng would have died at the hands of Qiu Gu, and there would not have been so many waves at all.

And he, Feng Feifei and Lu Xuan, on the surface, are just cultivators of the Second Tribulation Heaven, but in fact, the three of them have hidden strength, and they are already cultivators of the Third Tribulation Heaven.

However, with such strength, the three parties joined forces, and in the end, they could not defeat Jiang Feng, which made Qiu Zhenyan very difficult to accept.

"Could it be that this kid, has there been a breakthrough in his strength during this time?" Qiu Zhenyan thought in his heart, his face changing.

He vaguely felt that maybe it was exactly the case, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the reason why Jiang Feng's strength had skyrocketed, and Jiang Feng probably couldn't have deliberately hidden it and was forced to be so wolfish.

"It's just that if that's the case, today, I can't kill Jiang Feng. Qiu Zhenyan felt bitter in his heart, and he found that if things were really as he thought, not only would he not be able to kill Jiang Feng, but the three of them would be able to give their lives here.

"Let's go!" Qiu Zhenyan shouted in a low voice.

He is also a resolute and decisive person, since the general trend has gone, there is no need to do senseless entanglement, such entanglement, for the three of them, there is absolutely no benefit, it is better to leave here, and then plot later, there is no need to fight Jiang Feng to the death!

Hearing this, Feng Feifei and Lu Xuan both made a decision, and in an instant, the three figures were divided into three different directions, turned into three faint shadows, and left quickly.

Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the direction in which Qiu Zhenyan left, and then sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

With a sword in Qiushui, ten percent of the sword intent has improved by leaps and bounds, Qiu Zhenyan insists on killing him, today is not the best time to kill Qiu Zhenyan.

It's just that this opportunity is destined to be missed.

After a sigh, a trace of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

He had an epiphany, his mind suddenly opened, and the sword intent of Qiushui skyrocketed, but that was not his real strength, that sword shot was a sword with passion, which almost exhausted Jiang Feng's spirit and spirit, beyond the scope of his control.

At this moment, his qi and blood were extremely weak, and it was impossible for him to hunt down Qiu Zhenyan in this state.

"It's a pity. Jiang Feng whispered to himself, he shook his head, abandoned distracting thoughts, sat down cross-legged on the spot, activated the qi in his body, and at the same time mobilized the four heavenly seals in the dantian to heal his injuries.

It's dark, and it's dawning again.

I don't know when, in the distant sky, a glimmer of dawn is slightly dewed, and the surrounding grass and trees are dewed and crystalline.

Jiang Feng's eyes slowly opened, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Ten percent sword intent, really domineering. Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

Under the backlash of the sword intent, his internal organs were damaged, even if he used the Heavenly Seal to heal his wounds, it took nearly a night to barely erase the sword intent that was back-devouring into the body.

Jiang Feng knew that this was also the reason why he relied on the Heavenly Seal and didn't have too many worries, if he was someone else and forcibly used such a sword, it would definitely end up hurting himself before hurting others.

And it was precisely because of this that Jiang Feng had a little more expectation and desire for this sword.

Ten percent of the sword intent, break the shackles, and transcend the world.

This sword is not how innovative and amazing, but a summary, a summary of itself, and a summary of the nature of heaven and earth.

This sword has no specific moves, or in other words, as long as there is an epiphany, no matter what kind of move, it can be called the tenth sword intent.

Unpredictable, without a specific form, perhaps, it is the ultimate true meaning of the last sword intent of Qiushui's sword.

"Breaking the shackles is not to break the shackles of this sword, but to break the shackles of oneself, this layer, I already have enough understanding, but how to understand the transcendence of heaven and earth?" Jiang Feng settled down and kept thinking about it.

Man is born on the earth, grows up in the sky, exists between the heaven and the earth, and finally dies on the earth and is buried in the sky!

If you don't attain enlightenment, you can't be eternal, you will never be able to transcend it, and you will always be bound by it.

For the vast majority of ordinary people, this kind of restraint may not be very touching, and for cultivators, this kind of restraint is something they need to spend a lifetime to break free.

However, how many people can successfully break free?

It was a long road, and it could even be said to be a road of no return, how many bones were buried, how many red faces were buried, how many heroic waists were broken, and how many heroes were lost?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's heart was full of emotion for a while.

Detached?

The cultivators in the world all want to be detached, how many people can be truly detached?

Jiang Feng groaned, his thoughts intersected, but he was always unable to figure out the true meaning of these four words?

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In the distant sky, the mist lingers, and on the horizon, the sun is emerging from the sky, and suddenly, it breaks free, and the warm sunlight shines on the earth.

When the sun rises, the dew on the grass and trees evaporates bit by bit and dissipates invisibly.

A new day, a new beginning, everything that belongs to yesterday and to night is as if it has been erased by an invisible hand.

Jiang Feng's mind was trapped, and he got up from sitting for a long time and walked under the warm early sun.

The morning dew slowly dissipated in front of his eyes, spreading all over the mountains and fields, full of vitality.

The mountain breeze was blowing, with the fragrance of grass and trees, and breathing that breath, Jiang Feng suddenly felt relaxed.

"I've been on the go, and I don't have much time to care about my surroundings. Jiang Feng whispered to himself, looking at it for a long time, the mountains are all over the wilderness, the peaks are wonderful, the woods are verdant, and they are beautiful.

The northwest, known as the Jedi, is actually not a holy place for literati?

Jedi, Holy Land, just a thought, what matters is who has come here, who is admiring this side of the scene.

"Hmm, a thought?" Jiang Feng muttered in a low voice.

He was thinking about what it meant to be detached, and his mind was trapped and extremely narrow-minded.

Detachment, perhaps, is not limited to physical detachment, but also detachment from the spiritual world.

A person who is detached from the flesh is hard to find in the world, but life is peaceful and joyful, and for most people, it is already a life without regrets.

Pursuing different and looking at problems from different angles, Jiang Feng has always thought about problems from his own perspective before, but he has never thought of empathy.

What he was thinking about was his pursuit, and he didn't take into account the needs of the vast number of living beings, most of them.

"My pursuit is to continue to become stronger, continue to surpass, and reach the peak, but for the vast majority of people, worry-free food and clothing, healthy parents, and well-behaved children are already the greatest satisfaction...... My pursuit is destined to be impossible for me to stop in this life, I must continue to move forward and keep chasing, but that kind of chase is endless, and no one knows where to go, which is the peak. And most people, their satisfaction is nothing more than the above three points, they are easy to satisfy, so they are easy to be happy, and it can even be said that they are easy to be liberated!"

Jiang Feng said to himself, in the end, the speed of speech became faster and faster, and he understood that compared to the detachment of **, the detachment of the spiritual world was more important.

Of course, it is difficult to say who is difficult and which is easier between the two, but it is undeniable that people live a breath of spirit, and once the spirit is gone, like walking with the corpse, how can they be human?

"Spirit, spirit...... I understand!" Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and all the predicaments were solved.

"The tenth sword intent of this autumn water sword, in addition to me breaking my own shackles, the most important thing is that I need to transcend my spiritual world...... Only when these two points complement each other can we finally achieve the perfect sword intent of this sword!" Jiang Feng said.

With the sound of speaking, Jiang Feng stretched out a finger and began to practice from the first sword intent of Qiushui's sword.

The first sword of Qiushui became a sword intent, it was Jiang Feng's first wadding in Qiushui a sword, he was ignorant, perceiving the youth, and finally touched its threshold and learned about the evolution of this sword, and then the third into a sword intent, and the fourth into a sword intent...... In this way, until the ninth into the sword intent!

The ninth into the sword intent is a great achievement, Jiang Feng can be said to be advancing all the way, his perception of sword intent, has an accurate and keen intuition.

But when it comes to the tenth sword intent, if you are stuck in the mud, it is difficult to advance an inch, and the cultivation of the sword path is stagnant, and it is always difficult to break through its barriers.

Crossing the tenth sword intent, it seems that it is just a lot of changes in this sword, in fact, it can be said that this is a life process, there is joy, there is sadness, and it is like mountaineering, ups and downs, rugged and bumpy.

Jiang Feng practiced swordsmanship, while reflecting and thinking, the spiritual world was able to transcend, the tenth into the sword intent of Qiushui, all the way through, from the four or five into the sword intent of this sword, to six or seven into the sword intent, to the eighth ~ nine into the sword intent.

Jiang Feng's drill, when the ninety percent sword intent of this sword ended, he withdrew his fingers and did not continue, this was not that Jiang Feng's comprehension of this sword ended here, but Jiang Feng forcibly interrupted the drill.

Because Jiang Feng knew that if he continued to practice, the final result could only be perfect, but he could not be perfect, he could not be perfect, and there would always be flaws...... If he was in a hurry, Jiang Feng didn't mind having a trace of flaws, but at the moment, he was not in a hurry, it was better to take advantage of the situation and finally achieve a perfect autumn sword!

"Okay, it's time to continue going!" At the end of the drill, Jiang Feng didn't stay long, and the figure flashed, heading in one direction, quickly!I527