Chapter 152: Journey

"Meditation!"
Lin Feng murmured, his eyes flickering.
The teacher's intention is what it does, and it is consistent with the heart. The talent is high. Just like the person who kills the tree, you must have a real heart of killing, and the talent is strong.
The benevolent, the benevolent, the benevolent thing, this kind of person, the talent is also high.
"My heart is indeed inconsistent with what I am doing." Lin Feng sighed in his heart, living in this world, the external oppression is too much, wanting to stick to his heart, too difficult, most people are in It is a violation of the heart.
For example, Lin Feng, he is not good at killing, but Duan Sirius destroys Yun Haizong and Bai Jia gives Han Man a slave print. How can he not hold up the sword of killing and use the blood to sacrifice his hatred, even if he knows it is against My heart, but he still has to do it because he is a person.
As long as it is a person, you can't escape the seven passions.
Therefore, those who are truly savage and wicked, the heart is to kill, they also kill, but they are extremely talented and strong, because what they do is in line with their heart.
"Please enlighten the teacher." Lin Feng was slightly stunned by the teacher who played the music.
"Meditation!" The teacher who played the game said indifferently: "You can't do your heart and behavior, you need to calm down, let your mind settle, change, calm, throw away the world, wash the dust accumulated in your heart, and let them not become Your obstacles."
"Meditation, washing the dirt in your heart."
Lin Feng whispered, and the silent voice continued to drift into the ear. If Lin Feng felt it, he slowly sat in the peach forest, and his eyes closed slowly.
The teacher who played was still bowing his songs, adorned with his movements, and his head never lifted.
And the dream, Lin Feng, who took a look at the floor, turned around randomly, standing behind Lin Feng, the peach blossoms of the viewers dancing in the sky, so grand, even if he lived in the Black Wind Ridge, he had never seen it.
This is a true meditation song, quiet and peaceful, letting people forget everything and throwing away the hustle and bustle of the world.
In Lin Feng’s mind, a lot of scenes suddenly appeared. From just entering the Jiuyi continent, to being expelled from the family, leaving Yangzhou City, and going to Yunhaizong, Duan Sirius led the red blood iron ride, destroying the Zongmen; The end of the world, the scene, clearly presented in his mind.
However, Lin Feng’s mind does not have the kind of cold hatred and painful bones. It seems to be a third party, quietly watching all this, his heart, surrounded by the music, very incomparable calm.
This is a song of meditation, even if Lin Feng's martial arts, did not resist, let Lin Feng wake up, because Lin Feng simply does not exist by the music, just wash the heart.
The lush years, in the music, just a flick of a finger; Lin Feng in this quiet, his mind, completely relaxed, gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Peach blossoms are still flying all over the sky. I don't know how long it has been. Lin Feng's eyes are slowly open, but I see the teacher. I still play there, and the music is like a bridge, quiet and serene.
And the dream, the holy figure stands there, motionless, as if this eye is forever.
Lin Feng stood up slowly, but at this time, his gaze was slightly condensed, and his face showed a strange look.
"Ling Wujing, five heavy?"
Lin Feng looked at his own cultivation, yes, it was Ling Wujing five heavy, and unconsciously, he actually broke through.
"Meditation, this effect is too horrible."
Lin Feng is a bit wrong, but his face reveals a smile. In the realm of Lingwu, it is not so easy to cross the repair, but Lin Feng, it is not long before the breakthrough to Lingwujing. At this time, it has once again broken through.
"Teacher, thank you."
Lin Feng was once again in the teacher who played the game. Obviously, he was able to break through and must be related to the music played by the teacher.
At this point, the teacher's hands on the piano finally stopped, looked up, looked at Lin Feng, revealing a soft color.
"Don't thank me, you can repair the basics to the spirit of Wu Wujing, the body's vitality is enough, but the realm is a bit worse, I play the music, help you break through the mind, repair the breakthrough, naturally."
The teacher smiled and said to Lin Feng that the voice was very cordial. Although his strength was unfathomable, he did not have the pride of the other two teachers Lin Feng had encountered.
"If there is no teacher's music, this line of realm, want to break through, it is easy to talk about it. Without the guidance of the teacher, Lin Feng, I will not come here, teacher, thank you for your deserved, why not refuse."
Lin Feng smiled and said sincerely.
The teacher nodded slightly and smiled. "Then I will accept you. Thank you."
Lin Feng’s eyes showed a bright smile.
Teacher, last time you said, if I am willing to ask for advice, I can find you. Now, I want to ask the teacher to teach me to play.

The teacher looked at Lin Feng and asked, "You are not afraid to affect your cultivation?"
"Cultivating the heart is not only cultivation." Lin Feng said with a smile, let the teacher glance, nodded randomly and smiled.
"Since you are willing to learn the piano, I will try my best to teach you."
The teacher looked at Lin Feng and said: "In the future, you can find me here when you have time. Today, you listen to the piano first. Only when you first learn to listen, are you qualified to talk about practicing the piano again."
"Good." Lin Feng naturally does not have opinions. Hearing the piano can also break through the cultivation, why not.
The teacher sat on the stone chair and continued to play the music. Lin Feng and the dream were both in the peach forest, listening and listening.
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In Lin Feng’s room, there are several figures standing here.
Lin Feng, Liu Fei, Han Man, and the broken army.
Lin Feng looked at Han Han and broke the army and asked: "You, sure, you have already thought about it?"
"Well, Feng Ge, I have already thought about it." Han Man nodded. At this time, he had a silver mask on his face and covered the slave.
Once a person is branded with a slave, he or she may be followed for a lifetime. Unless he is cultivated to a very high level, reshaping his muscles and blood and changing his flesh, he can remove the slaves. Therefore, Han Man and the broken army need to be strong.
Who will be willing to be followed by a slave to live a life, unable to see people.
"Maple, I think too."
The broken army also nodded. He and Han Man were not younger than Lin Feng, but they were willing to call Lin Feng a song, and Lin Feng wouldn’t feel that there was anything wrong with it. The age of the two, he really is better than Han Man and broken. A lot of military.
"Okay, then I will not stop you." Lin Feng solemnly nodded, facing Liu Fei Road: "Fifi, trouble you to write a letter, let them take it."
"Yeah." Liu Fei nodded and randomly went to the side to write a letter.
"Han Man, broken army, what weapons do you use?" Lin Feng asked again.
"I don't need weapons, the earth, it's my weapon." Han Man shook his head.
The broken army sank and said: "I use a long gun."
"Good." Lin Feng nodded slightly, reaching out to the palm of his hand, suddenly, Guanghua flickering, a dark gun, appeared in the hands of Lin Feng.
"Well?" The broken army and Han Man’s eyes were condensed. In the hands of Lin Feng, there was a rifle out of thin air.
"No need to be surprised, I have a stone ring."
Lin Feng did not conceal the two, Han Man did not have anything, but the broken army, but the heart is responsible, Lin Feng, not only saved his life, trust in him, but also moved him.
"Break the army, this gun, give it to you."
Lin Feng handed the long gun in his hand to the broken army. The broken army sank and randomly took the long gun. Suddenly, a feeling of flesh and blood came together. He could even clearly feel that the pike had a sharp meaning. .
This rifle seems to have life.
"This is a spirit, use him well, be careful on the battlefield."
Lin Feng slammed, it turned out that Han Man and the broken army wanted to go to the border and the battlefield.
"spirit!"
The broken pupil's pupil contracted for a while, and he certainly heard of it.
Spirit, psychic, sharp, vitality penetrated into it, the attack power is increasing several times, precious and incomparable, for the people of Ling Wujing, it is too rare, and Lin Feng, actually gave him.
The broken army only feels his own hands, heavy.
At this point, Liu Fei came over and handed the letter to Han Mandao: "When you arrive at Broken Blade City, give it to my father, he will understand."
"Good." Han Man nodded and immediately looked at Lin Feng: "Feng Ge, we are gone."
"Be careful." Lin Feng nodded heavily, Han Man turned around and strode out, as if there was no point of nostalgia, but who knows, this slammed the big man, his eyes have been slightly red.
The broken army is deeply envious of Lin Feng, and he also follows Han Man randomly and leaves.
Lin Feng did not send it, he was there, but attracted attention, looking at the back of the two, he just meditation in the heart, take care!
Ps: I slept late today, haha, see more waves tomorrow! In the fan help to see the shadow of more and more old friends, a greeting, are you okay!