infinite power system

Chapter 135 Breakthrough Breath Room (Third Change)
Xu Tianwen was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "What kind of country do you come from?"

The woman took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "General Xu, our country is the homeland of gods. If you want to understand, you can only go there yourself."

Xu Tianwen pursed his lips into a sharp line and stopped talking.

It wasn't until a wind and snow inadvertently fell on the corner of his dark as night clothes that he picked up the glass of wine that had run out of temperature and drank it down in one gulp.

This drink is like drinking all the wind and snow in the sky.

Afterwards, this man who was known as the Saint of Soldiers in the desolate desert left the dilapidated mansion in a violent snowstorm.

The woman looked at Xu Tianwen's back, her brows and eyes were curved, and she smiled sweetly.

……

This snowstorm lasted for a long time, but most of the desolate people were used to it, and some young men even put on thin shirts and went to the street.

The New Year's Eve festival, whether it is on the earth or in this world, has a special meaning, so the desolate palace is also very lively.

Many famous generals came to congratulate, but most of them belonged to Xu Tianwen's faction, and Tang Feng left after a cutscene, so as not to make the atmosphere too embarrassing.

After leaving the Desolate Prince's Mansion, he headed north all the way, and after turning around, he came to an ordinary small wooden house.

This is the residence of the blind old man Shen He.

After the old man returned to the desolation, he went to the street to play the erhu during the day, but the song he sang was specially written for him, and what he said in his mouth was "a man in the desolation, his spine is not bent".

He once persuaded the old man, but the old man did not listen to the persuasion, and insisted that this was the only thing he could do to repay Tang Feng.

Because of this incident, many people in the Desolate Army have changed their views on him, but they still haven't made a final statement and are still waiting and watching.

"His Royal Highness, how can I let you accompany me, a bad old man." Shen He was a little excited.

Tang Feng entered the room with good wine and food, and said: "Old man, how can I let you spend this New Year's Eve alone when you are practicing at Tianxuan Gate on a sunny day?"

Shen He didn't know what to say. He pulled a stool and wiped it vigorously with his sleeves before he dared to let Tang Feng sit down.

The old and the young talked for a long time, and there was not too much generation gap. This small room was warm in the wind and snow.

"Isn't His Royal Highness going to the temple fair?" In the evening, Shen He asked.

Tang Feng smiled and said: "Go, father has already gone to Qingbai Temple first, will the old man go too?"

Shen He shook his head, he knew that it was too rare for Tang Feng to be able to do this, how dare he participate in the play of Tang Tiannan's family again.

Tang Feng didn't force it, and waved his hand to leave a spiritual energy in the room, then got up and left.

In this world, there are not a few Taoist temples. Qingbai Temple is the most famous temple in the desert. It is named after the Qingbai River.

There are countless fish, dragon and lanterns in the city, and the sound of phoenix flute fills the city one after another. The little fireworks and the stars are intertwined, like a living picture scroll.

"breeze."

Tang Shuying still wore a noble black dress, and waved to Tang Feng with a smile.

Tang Feng came to Tang Shuying and asked suspiciously, "Where are Dad and Xiaoqi?"

"I went to pray in the temple." Tang Shuying replied, and then asked, "Do you want to ask for blessings too?"

Tang Feng smiled and shook his head. He didn't really believe in these things. He always felt that since he was on the road of cultivation, he should believe that he was invincible.

"Here, there they are."

Tang Shuying pointed to a corner surrounded by many people, the two figures of Tang Tiannan and Tang Qi could be recognized at a glance.

Tang Feng walked over, only to find that it was a small fortune-telling stall, but what made people laugh was that the person who set up a fortune-telling stall in front of the temple was an old man with a goatee in Taoist robes.

Tang Tiannan smiled at Tang Feng, pointed to the stick filled with bamboo sticks, and asked him if he would like to take a look.

Tang Feng shook his head, not to mention that he didn't believe in the lottery at all, just looking at the appearance of the goatee Taoist priest is not very reliable.

"My lord, I can see that your brows and eyes are somewhat gloomy, but do you have any worries?"

The goatee old man stared at Tang Feng, pretending to ask profoundly.

Tang Feng sneered, didn't speak, turned around and wanted to leave, this kind of ambiguous words is the usual trick of the quack.

The goatee old man touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed, and the people around him couldn't help but look suspicious when they saw this.

The old man secretly yelled that it was not good, knowing that if Tang Feng left, his business for the day might be hopeless, so he hurriedly called Tang Feng to stop, and said:

"Young Master, don't force yourself in everything. What you want may not be in front of you, but behind you. You can bump into it with just one turn."

Tang Feng stopped in his tracks, and a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed.

Seeing this, the old Taoist rolled his eyes and opened his mouth and said, "Young master, I see that you are destined to be with me, so today I will let you draw a lottery for free, how about it?"

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows. Since he returned from fighting the world, he has been trying to break through to the soul state, but he has been unable to achieve success. Just now, the words of the goatee old man actually made him think of breaking the state.

He turned around and glanced at the old man with the goatee, and he became interested, so he simply sat down and shook the stick.

pat.

A bamboo stick fell out of the stick and landed on the table, but there were fourteen characters engraved on it.

The leaves of the sycamore tree are falling, and the autumn will be dusk, and the return journey of travelers is like clouds.

"Hey, it turned out to be a lottery."

The goatee old man was a little surprised, picked up the bamboo stick, and said: "This stick means that my heart is engaged in the heart of heaven, my son is really lucky."

The old Taoist spoke seriously, and handed the bamboo stick to Tang Feng.

Tianxin follow it?

Tang Feng shook his head and smiled, thinking that this old way is really unreliable. Just now, a breakthrough flashed in his heart, but it's just that the old blind cat met a dead mouse.

Seeing that Tang Feng didn't respond, the old Taoist frowned. He didn't know where he heard a poem, but at this moment he said it like a ghost.

"The crowd looked for him a thousand times. Looking back suddenly, the person was there, in a dimly lit place."

Tang Feng was shocked, this poem was too familiar, and it really gave him some inspiration.

The "that person" in the poem corresponds to the soul state he wants to break through. Maybe he is really too anxious. A breakthrough in cultivation requires meditation, and maybe he needs to look back on the road he has traveled before.

There was a flash of inspiration in his heart, and this moment blessed his soul.

He raised his head slightly, letting the wind and snow hit his face, and then took a deep breath.

With this inhalation, a wave of spiritual power was immediately set off in this space, but it did not affect other people. Instead, it poured down from midair, pouring in from Tang Feng's Tianling Cap.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and exhaled slowly.

With this call, the endless wind and snow seemed to stagnate.

(End of this chapter)