Chapter 77

The brain kept thinking about the elegant figure of the dead leaf butterfly. When facing the lightning attack of the red leopard, the dead leaf butterfly made a series of natural reactions. In fact, these pictures have already been familiar to the heart, but there is such a film, a very hazy barrier, lying in front of Zifeng. Maybe everything will be clear as long as you poke it so gently, but Zifeng has worked hard and racked his brains for this step

Shuangkugu Valley is still as quiet and solemn as ever. In addition to a fresh skeleton not far away, it shows the vitality still existing here. There is a bright spiritual crystal flashing and giving off a strange light. Zifeng's eyes are a little melancholy. Although the red leopard exists like the king of the three-level spiritual beasts, it is still planted in the hands of a small withered leaf butterfly, which makes people sigh.

Sometimes, you never know when the insignificant factors around you will become a threat to your life at the last minute. All we can do is be careful and treat the things around us, or people.

It was the same rhythm as before. Zifeng took the Spirit Crystal of the red leopard before the dead leaf butterfly fell, and then faced the dead leaf butterfly that followed him. Zifeng smiled and integrated into it, and danced with the dead leaf butterfly in the lonely double dry valley

It's almost a portrayal of Zifeng's life these days. Zifeng meditates and practices every night and doesn't dare to take out the Xuantian Futon for fear of attracting unknown spirit beasts in the boundless forest. Wait until early in the morning to review the relevant matters of talisman and study Fengxiang talisman; Then he waited for the sun to hang high and the whole forest to be lit up gradually. Zifeng picked up his ink knife and walked along the same path towards shuangkugu

Zifeng had to sigh in his heart that the dead leaf butterfly still treated Zifeng as usual. There was no change due to the disturbance of the wind in recent days. The opening in front was the same. Although he had seen it many times, Zifeng was not bored at all. He looked at the dead leaf butterfly's figure and imitated the posture of falling leaves so incisively and vividly

Zifeng used to hold up the ink knife and stood in the distance, waiting for the arrival of the dead leaf butterfly, without surprise or joy. He was as young as welcoming his old friends. Zifeng's ink knife danced with the dead leaf butterfly, and Zifeng also twisted with the dead leaf butterfly's body, moving slowly according to their rhythm and direction. The ink knife spun gently to separate the dead leaf butterfly's eyes and mental strength, Lock every move of the dead leaf butterfly around you.

There was a wind, falling from the top of the mountain, gently rippling the fallen leaves in the double dry valley and waving leaf patterns in circles

At the same time, Zifeng's eyes suddenly flashed a pure light when a gust of wind blew. That's, that's what he clearly caught. When the wind blew past the dead leaf butterfly, the wings of the dead leaf butterfly were adjusted according to the wind. The wings that were originally blocked in front of the wind became a part of the wind and naturally integrated into the wind in the blink of an eye

This scene was magnified infinitely by the quilt wind, which made it clear, followed by a burst of laughter and scolding. When he was painting notes, he made a mistake and mistakenly drew them into an empty symbol and was blown up. When he was in the air, Zifeng understood the principle of note transmission, that is, to integrate into the wind and become a part of the wind, so as not to be excluded

No wonder, Fu Lao always whispers in Zifeng's ear that all laws are interlinked. Now Zifeng really understands it. But do you want to feel the wind? Do you have to wait until the other party's fist hits you? The dead leaf butterfly itself has fluffy wings. In the face of each other's attack, it can dodge with the help of the strong wind generated by each other's attack. What about me

Zifeng was lost in thought, but a dead leaf butterfly turned a few wisps of green silk. Yes, I have mental strength. I can lock each other's actions, and then make some small and high-frequency adjustments. But how to adjust, Zifeng looked at the dead leaf butterflies around with salivation. It seems that only they can help me.

Zifeng laughed, threw the ink knife aside, opened his hands and jumped at the dead leaf butterflies like a hug. His mental strength quietly spread over each dead leaf butterfly. With their attack, Zifeng retreated and entered, "hand, shrink, wrist, enter, waist, turn." Zifeng seemed to be one of the dead leaf butterflies, flying with their rhythm

You will see such a scene. The dead leaf butterflies everywhere seem to change their dancing posture with a person's action. The open wing blades have also become bright furnishings in the picture, losing their ferocious sharp teeth. They seem to worship and surround Zifeng in the center, cluster by cluster, cluster by cluster. Soon, the dead leaf butterflies in shuangkugu are boiling, Scrambling to dance around Zifeng

Like a Festival song. At this moment, some little creatures show their lovely side in front of Zifeng. They don't know the side that the world doesn't know. I don't know how long it took. The dead leaf butterflies gradually spread out, revealing Zifeng surrounded by layers.

At the beginning, Zifeng was very stiff. Although his mental strength clearly captured the every move of the dead leaf butterfly, his body could not quickly keep up with the dead leaf butterfly. For example, his wrist had to shrink, but his elbow had to stand up. This was not an ordinary test for Zifeng. Fortunately, later, Zifeng became familiar with it, and his body no longer felt uncomfortable. I don't know that the dead leaf butterfly followed Zifeng, Or does Zifeng dance with the dead leaf butterfly

However, Zifeng never had the heart to start. After all, after mastering this body method, the loopholes of the dead leaf butterfly also appear in front of Zifeng. The dead leaf butterfly will only respond to one kind of fluctuation. If two occur at the same time from different directions, the dead leaf butterfly will become a lamb to be slaughtered, and it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

Zifeng walked slowly along the narrow valley road of shuangkugu, and the dead leaf butterflies all over the mountain were quiet. There was no movement for Zifeng's intrusion as if no one else was there. Carefully look at the foot of the mountain. As such a large number of dead leaf butterflies, there should be many dead bodies. There may be the Lingjing Zifeng is looking for

After walking along a winding path, Zifeng saw a withered and yellow mound in front of him. What is it, not a dead leaf butterfly? Zifeng approached carefully and piously. After taking out a certain number of spiritual crystals, he turned and left without the slightest intention of creation. The dead leaf butterfly saved his life, not to mention Zifeng's body method.

Thinking about it, a dead leaf butterfly fell on Zifeng's shoulder, like a shadow, like clinging to Zifeng.

Zifeng turned his eyes and whispered to the dead leaf butterfly, "after that, call this body method 'follow your shadow'." Thinking about it, Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the double dry valley slowly in the face of the falling sunset in the West. Maybe this is the last goodbye. I don't know what year and month it is to come here again in the future.