670: C670 Resurrection of the Dead

C670 Resurrection of the Dead

Taiqing Sect, Zephyr.

Shen Jianfeng once again held a "concert", which attracted a lot of his juniors and juniors.

To his left, the fatty was sprawled on his back, as if he had already fallen asleep.

On his right, Whitey's little paws were each holding a drum hammer. It was playing along with the music as it beat a large drum. Bang, bang, bang, bang …

In the distance, Alligator was basking in the sun.

On the back of the Alligator, Xiao Chunqiu was beaming with joy as she arranged the things she received from the "Bloodsword Hall".

Chu Qingcheng put down his teacup on the pavilion beside the cliff and stared at Shen Jianfeng, who was standing below, with a serious expression on his face.

Wang Yiyi sat in front of Chu Qingcheng with her hands under her chin and a bored look on her face.

On the other two spots, Feng Hongye was wiping the blade in his hand with his head lowered and a cold expression on his face.

Zhao Siwen drank the tea in his cup and said hesitantly, "We have been observing the edge of the sword for a few days now, but we didn't find anything special. Could it be that the edge of the sword is really that strong? Even you can't see through it? "

The corner of Chu Qingcheng's mouth slightly curled up as he said, "The sword edge is much stronger than me, there's no doubt about it."

"How is this possible!" Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi both revealed an expression of disbelief.

Feng Hong Ye did not seem to hear these words as he focused on wiping the blade in his hand.

"Nothing is impossible." Chu Qingcheng said faintly, "In fact, Jian Feng's talent is far above mine. Even if I am not convinced, I can't do anything about it."

"Impossible!" Wang Yiyi sat up and said, "That idiot. His talent is even worse than ordinary people. How could he be far above you?"

Zhao Siwen looked at Shen Jianfeng in the distance and then looked at Chu Qingcheng with a face full of doubt: "You said that his talent is far above yours, where did you see this from?"

Chu Qingcheng took a sip of the tea and said softly, "The blade of the sword often falls, and from time to time it would turn into a rolling gourd. You guys should have noticed this, right?"

"This... This has nothing to do with talent, right? If there is a relationship, it should also mean that his talent is extremely bad! " Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi looked at each other with a strange expression in their eyes.

Chu Qingcheng shook his head and said, "Observe carefully and you will understand."

"The reason why the sword frequently wrestles is actually because it has reached an extraordinary state of 'forgetting everything else, becoming one with the world'."

"Because he has reached such an extraordinary realm, no matter what he does, he will naturally focus his attention on one point."

"For example, when he spoke to you, you were the only one in his sight."

"He will forget that there are holes in the road beneath his feet, and he will not be able to sense the rocks blocking the road in front of him. He will even forget that he is standing on the edge of a cliff …"

"In this world, there are some geniuses that are born with peerless talent. Their talent is so high that it makes one despair."

"The edge of the sword is that kind of person."

"You were born with the ability to forget everything and become one with the world?" Zhao Siwen's mouth was agape. He looked at Shen Jianfeng in the distance and mumbled, "It only exists in the legendary realm …"

Wang Yiyi widened her eyes and did not say anything.

Even Feng Hongye raised his head.

At this moment …

Shen Jianfeng gently caressed the zither with his hands and looked towards the small path in the forest not far away.

Everyone was slightly surprised as they followed his gaze towards the forest.

Nangong Xiuer walked out of the woods with a small rabbit in her arms.

Shen Jianfeng glanced at the rabbit in Nangong Xiuer's arms and said, "Xiu-Er, you look worried. Did something bad happen?"

Nangong Xiuer opened her mouth and said softly, "When I was practicing my swordsmanship in the woods, I saw this little rabbit injured. I wanted to treat it, but …"

"Lady Xiu-Er, let me see." Xiao Chunqiu jumped down from the Alligator's back and touched the little rabbit.

Soon after, Xiao Chunqiu shook her head and said, "Look at those teeth marks, they must have been bitten by the vampire bat. That vampire bat is poisonous, and the poison has already spread throughout the rabbit's body."

The group of seniors and juniors surrounded him, and after looking at him for a while, they nodded their heads.

Shen Jianfeng walked over with a frown and said mysteriously, "This little rabbit is indeed on the verge of death, but as long as I put in a bit of effort, I can bring it back to life!"

Everyone rolled their eyes at Shen Jianfeng.

Nangong Xiuer showed a happy expression and said, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Shen Jianfeng straightened his chest, pointed his hands at the rabbit and began to 'work hard'.

Chu Qingcheng, who was sitting on a pavilion, stood up and watched Shen Jianfeng's actions unblinkingly.

The martial brothers who were surrounding Shen Jianfeng, upon seeing Shen Jianfeng's focused manner, all started to doubt him.

Shen Jianfeng worked hard. While everyone was concentrating, he suddenly retracted his hands and said: "How old are you all, still believing such nonsense?"

"F * ck!" Everyone started to laugh and scold him, while kicking Shen Jianfeng twice.

Nangong Xiuer sighed and silently carried the rabbit back into the woods.

"Xiu-Er, where are you going?"

Shen Jianfeng scratched his head and said, "I just want you to be happy, that's all."

Nangong Xiuer didn't even turn her head. "I'll go bury it in the forest."

Everyone stopped laughing and talking.

Shen Jianfeng shook his head.

Chu Qingcheng stepped out of the pavilion on the edge of the cliff and stood at the edge of the woods where Nangong Xiuer was.

Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi exchanged a glance and helplessly followed him.

In the woods, Nangong Xiuer dug a hole and scattered some petals, which she placed in the rabbit.

At the edge of the woods, Chu Qingcheng watched her actions with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, Zhao Siwen and Wang Yiyi had a weird expression on their faces.

Suddenly …

The little rabbit, who was about to die, suddenly jumped up!

"…"

Zhao Siwen's lips quivered and he almost bit his tongue: "Impossible!"

Wang Yiyi's eyes widened as she stared at the rabbit as if she had seen a ghost.1

The rabbit then jumped into Nangong Xiuer's arms, kissed her palm, and ran away.

Nangong Xiuer watched the little rabbit run out of the woods, speechless.

A gust of wind blew past, and Chu Qingcheng and the other two disappeared into thin air.

"..."

In the forest, Zhao Siwen held the rabbit and walked up to Chu Qingcheng: "He really survived …" It's simply unimaginable that there are no scars at all! "

Wang Yiyi's eyes widened as she hissed, "How is that possible? "Before, I checked with my divine sense and found that there were at least three obvious wounds on the rabbit's body. The poison had flared up and the blood that flowed out had already changed color …"

"This, this is simply a miracle!"

Chu Qingcheng slightly raised his head and said: "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to believe this kind of thing."

"Where did this guy Jian Feng come from?"

"I can't figure it out. It's lonely …"

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