Chapter 1720

Inside the basaltic tortoise shell, Han Fei swam away in the black and green vortex.

The air was surging and touched the edge of the basaltic tortoise shell kindly and gently. Han Fei's body changed with the ups and downs of the air flow.

"Be careful!" The green air waves are surging, and Han Fei's body rushes to an abrupt piece of tortoise shell with the air flow. If there is a collision, Han Fei's body may fall apart.

Han Fei didn't respond at all. He was like a dead fish floating on the surface of the air wave. Green butterfly's reminder doesn't seem to work. Han Fei's body turned into black spots and rushed to the abrupt tortoise shell.

finished! Green butterfly looks anxious and subconsciously wants to withdraw her strength. However, it's over, and the vitality dissipates. There's no possibility of recovery! Green butterfly closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at Han Fei.

But. When I opened my eyes again, the abrupt tortoise shell was still there, without Han Fei's residual limbs or bright red blood. Turning her head slightly, the green butterfly saw that Han Fei's body rushed to another place where the tortoise shell bulged!

"Mo die! Be careful! "

Green butterfly quickly reminded. But. The air is surging too fast. What should ink butterfly be careful about and how to do it? Green butterfly doesn't know!

"You can't die!"

Compared with the green butterfly, the ink butterfly is much more calm. In other words, Mo die really wants to see Han Fei hit the tortoise shell.

Unfortunately, Han Fei disappointed Mo die.

This time, green butterfly forgot to close her eyes and saw how Han Fei saved himself from danger.

When the airflow pushed Han Fei to the abrupt tortoise shell, Han Fei didn't resist. So the green butterfly saw Han Fei's back sliding close to the sharpest part of the tortoise shell.

If you stare with the naked eye. The abrupt tortoise shell has cut Han Fei's back. However, using divine sense, a heart suddenly hung to his throat.

The peak of the tortoise shell is only a millimeter away from the skin, or only half the length of a hair.

Green butterfly still knows what it means to avoid danger. However, how to describe the scene at the moment, the green butterfly's head is a little misty!

The huge bone spurs were not in a straight line, and Han Fei's body was uneven. However, at the moment of their contact, they cooperated like husband and wife for many years.

This tacit understanding is amazing and produces a beautiful idea. In other words, this kind of beauty is not because Han Fei has high cultivation and controls every inch of the body's skin in a millimetre; But because it comes from both sides.

This is trust. Or, this is a tacit understanding!

Green butterfly is stunned!

As a spiritual woman, her control of the body has reached the extreme. Otherwise, the green butterfly can't shuttle freely in the spirit stone. However, green butterfly is ashamed to operate her body like Han Fei.

What kind of man is this!

Maybe the scene just now was too shocking, and the green butterfly was too anxious and nervous, so the green butterfly's heart jumped violently.

Even, green butterfly felt that her cheeks were still hot!

The green butterfly has never experienced this strange feeling. The heart beat faster and the blood gushed wildly. The pores of the whole body release an alternative comfort after tension.

This comfort spread all over the body, even every toe. When this feeling disappeared, the green butterfly felt empty and uncomfortable.

Where's Han Fei?

Green butterfly quickly searched Han Fei's whereabouts. When she found him, the feeling of emptiness was replaced by fullness. However, the annoying Han Fei rushed to the abrupt bone spur again, so the green butterfly's heart fluctuated again

The ink butterfly standing symmetrically with the green butterfly feels different from the green butterfly.

Every time Han Fei floated to the abrupt tortoise shell bone spur, Mo die hoped that Han Fei would become scarred. Han Fei can't die. At least, he can't die at once.

Mo die thinks so every time. Or, I hope Han Fei gets hurt, so I can laugh at him!

Thinking of Han Fei's ferocious appearance of scolding himself and telling him to shut up, Mo die was very angry!

Brain disease!

Only Han Fei, who was trained in the later stage of Mahayana, dared to scold himself. He really didn't want to live!

My brain is sick! When Han Fei scolded himself, he should also shut him up! However, why didn't I say it at that time?

Such a fierce man, no girl will like it! At least, I don't like such a fierce man.

However, the elder sister said, I am also very fierce. I want to find a man who can frighten me in the future——

No!

Mo die, what are you thinking! Han Fei is such a vulgar man. Cultivation is so low, how can it be suitable!

no way! You'd better kill it!

However, if Han Fei is killed, what will my third sister and I do?

Although Han Fei is fierce, he seems to have some ability. At least, this action like dancing still works!

Han Fei didn't say to stop. The two good women, green butterfly and ink butterfly, kept dancing their arms.

Two two second grade spiritual masters are dancing Tai Chi at the moment. One move, one model, one kind, tacit understanding!

The two streams of air, one black and one green, flow more and more evenly. The two women's eyes closely followed Han Fei. Whenever Han Fei floated into his own air flow, they were careful, fearing that Han Fei would hit the terrible bone spur if he was not careful!

The two women danced selflessly and seemed to forget the existence of basaltic tortoise shell. One move in one form, standardized action, forming a beautiful picture!

Han Feiping lay there, entering a mysterious and selfless state.

This feeling is different from the previous snatching of the axe.

Although his eyes were closed, Han Fei's consciousness was sober. Han Fei can be sure. This time the feeling is different from the previous epiphany.

This is not epiphany, this is selflessness!

Selflessness?

What is selflessness? Forget yourself? Forget your loved ones? Or forget everything.

It seems that they are, and it seems that they are not!

Forget for what? Forget yourself and remember everything around you!

It's too difficult to enter the state of selflessness. When I used to practice. Han Fei felt that he had forgotten himself. But when you think about it, it's really ridiculous.

In the process of cultivation, only the feelings have shifted, which has nothing to do with selflessness.

Transfer is not forgetting. Instead, it leads to greater focus. Forgetting the surface of the body, but paying attention to the movement of blood and aura, how can it be called selflessness!

At the time of cultivation, the experience of pain in the goal is still fresh in my memory. How can it be called selflessness?

Do you forget yourself when you suddenly realize?

It seems not!

At the time of Epiphany, I don't know who I am. I can't change. How can I forget myself.

If you really forget yourself, there must be me, but you must forget!

A little brain burning!

However, Han Fei felt that he had touched this realm. This feeling was also felt when practicing in the Xuanwu pass channel.

yes! When using the Xuanwu mantra seal, I seem to have touched the law of life and death.

incorrect! It's not the law of life and death, it's a shackle!

Xuanwu mantra seal?

When he thought of the Xuanwu mantra seal, the simple and profound formula appeared in Han Fei's mind. The words of the vicissitudes of dance are surging like those air currents around.

Comfortable!

The Xuanwu mantra is flowing. Even, he flashed in his mind, then flew out of the mud pill palace and swam slowly in his body.

"Canopy -"

Han Fei was startled, and the earth suddenly burst into pieces.

Heart!

That's the beating of the heart!

Is this my heart?

Am I dead? My heart burst?

"-- Peng -"

The jumping sound heard the moment before came back after a long interval!

incorrect! This is not two, this is one, but the interval is really too long!

Such a slow heart. It shouldn't belong to human beings. But that's your heart!

At the moment of hearing the sound, all Han Fei's memories were pulled back to his childhood. From the moment he was abandoned in yinghun mountain, he knew who he was now.

With just one sound, I reviewed my life for nearly 30 years.

Life is really too short.

Thirty years, really just a blink of an eye!

Alas!

At this moment, Han Fei could even hear his own sigh. How wonderful it would be if it could last forever like this tortoise shell, with the sun and the moon in heaven and earth.

To live is not to live. However, you must live to live forever!

If I can, I must be a poet in my next life!

If there is a next life, I will never practice!

It's really painful to live forever between heaven and earth!

"Canopy -"

Another heartbeat, suddenly sounded. When hearing this sound, Han Fei felt that he was dead, and countless strange pictures surged in his mind.

In those pictures, Han Fei saw the secular earth, shrouded in the war, and the fleeing crowd trampled on the bodies and cried;

In those pictures, the dark space becomes white and bright, and the tall statue of Zhen Cheng is broken;

In those pictures, there is a chaotic Shenwu continent. The Beiming toad sits in the bow of the ship. Niu Shengliang and others come with more than 100000 people. They flee everywhere

In those pictures, there are pictures of barbarians, spirits and fairies, illusory, treacherous and blurred

"Pooh!" When the heartbeat reached the highest point, Han Fei opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood on the sharp edge of the basaltic tortoise shell.

When the bright red blood fell on the Xuanwu bone spur, the surrounding stopped