"I'm back~~"

Ning Feng stopped, and the lake water was surging one foot in front of his toes. The fish with ferry scales with silver-white light jumped out of the lake as if we were welcoming the owner's return.

The lake water splashed onto the shore and broke into pieces, wetting the corners of his clothes and rushing to his face with moist water vapor.

Ning Feng took a deep breath and felt as if the whole person was inside and outside, as transparent as water.

He fell down and naturally put on a cross-legged posture.

In the past three years, Ning Feng has turned into a stone statue and looked into the distance. He has never changed his posture. This five-hearted cultivation posture has never been put out once. However, when he does it at this moment, he is naturally familiar and flowing, as if it is engraved in the deepest part of his memory.

What came back was not only Ning Feng himself, but also the various habits he developed in the past.

Sitting cross-legged by the lake, Ning Feng slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body relaxed and hanged from his hair to his toes, and even his clothes that were clamoring in the wind.

Only, a river frowned, frowned but did not disperse, as if it was a cloud, which was always densely spread there and could not disperse.

Ning Feng, who closed his eyes and entered into meditation, had never noticed that two figures appeared from afar and stopped far away. Only sunlight projected their figures and leaned towards Ning Feng sitting cross-legged.

“Master…”

Shen Zhaoxuan spoke softly with a worried look on his face.

As soon as he said that Tianyunzi's high-level master and Ning Feng's senior brother immediately discovered something abnormal.

His voice was influenced by invisible power, and he surrounded three feet apart and could not step beyond the line.

The one who can do this is naturally the one around Shen Zhaoxuan - Tian Yunzi!

Tian Yunzi had just pretended not to hear it. He just looked at Ning Feng's cross-legged figure in the distance. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Zhaoxuan, what do you want to ask?"

Shen Zhaoxuan thought about it and asked a question in his heart: "Master, why don't we wait to meet with the junior brother?"

He knew in his heart that Ning Feng was afraid that he would not want to meet outsiders at this moment, especially those unfamiliar classmates.

Even if Tian Yunzi didn't take action, Shen Zhaoxuan would stop the rest of the people. He knew that Ning Feng didn't need other people's mercy now. Other people's exploration.

but……

"Master, we don't meet with the junior brother, you even stopped Uncle Ning. Why is this?"

Shen Zhaoxuan couldn't help but continue asking.

He felt that Ning Feng should need them at this moment, and he didn't need to mention the past, even if he was planning to get drunk together.

Tian Yunzi was shaking his head. From the first sentence Shen Zhaoxuan said, he was shaking his head.

After a while, he continued to say in a slow tone: "Zhaoxuan, you are wrong, Ning Feng doesn't need those now."

"What he needs is - let go!"

What Tian Yunzi said was a word full of Zen flavor.

Shen Zhaoxuan was stunned.

The relationship between the Sun God Palace and the Buddha Sect is really average, but Buddhist scriptures are indeed desirable. With Shen Zhaoxuan's profoundness, he naturally knows what it means to let go?

Tian Yunzi had been silent for a long time, and seemed to have spoken his temperament at this moment, and continued: "The so-called letting go is not forgetting."

"How can I forget the feelings that are truly engraved in my heart?"

"How can you forget that you have any real feelings?"

"So I can only let go!"

Tian Yunzi suddenly laughed, as if he had remembered something very beautiful, bringing out a bit of a trance: "Zhaoxuan, your master, that is, the master of your master. He once took his master to travel all over the world..."

Shen Zhaoxuan listened quietly. Tian Yunzi was rigorous and majestic. Even Shen Zhaoxuan, a disciple who was raised by him since childhood and like a son, had never seen him talk like a big man.

He was focused when he listened, while Tian Yunzi felt sad.

"...At that time, I was a teacher, and I was your junior brother, and now I didn't even have the foundation-building cultivation level."

"Master is like me now, half of my foot is on the road of Nascent Soul."

"That time, he was about to take that step, about to break through the void and go outside the domain to find the opportunity for the Nascent Soul. Before leaving, Master took me to the world."

"What impressed me most about is not those who have moved the mountains and rivers, but that time, the master took me to see a blacksmith for three days and three nights..."

Shen Zhaoxuan gradually became fascinated by the hearing. He heard a little blacksmith. On the day he became an apprentice, the master told the apprentice that when he was about to die, he would tell the apprentice the secret of the ironclad.

The apprentice waited for a while. More than ten years passed. The thirteen-year-old elementary apprentice, who had been in a state of strength for more than ten years, was a stout man.

The master finally came to his death. He called the apprentice to the bed, grabbed the apprentice's hand, and trembled with the secret that the apprentice had been waiting for for more than ten years...

"Master, what did he say?"

Shen Zhaoxuan was intrigued and couldn't help but become curious about the so-called highest secret of iron-smashing.

As for the great magical powers reflected in Tian Yunzi's words, how could Shen Zhaoxuan sees it for more than ten years in three days? He heard it, and he didn't think it was strange at all.

After all, the one who showed that was his master, the lord of the Nine Veins of the Divine Palace in the previous generation, and the Tianyunzi of the previous generation.

Tian Yunzi shook his head and laughed, saying, "The master used all his strength and said four words: Don't touch the hot iron!"

“…”

Shen Zhaoxuan blinked, feeling a group of elephants trampling past his heart.

What's this called?

Is this the highest secret of ironwork?

Shen Zhaoxuan could fully imagine the apprentice who had been waiting for more than ten years, and how could he feel when he heard this sentence?

"Hot~iron~don't touch...hot~iron~don't touch..."

In addition to being shocked, he repeated the four words over and over again in his heart, and gradually, he thought about it a little bit.

Shen Zhaoxuan's expression changed little by little.

"Do you understand?"

Tian Yunzi spoke out happily: "My master asked me the same question back then? Then, he floated away and never came back."

"I know the answer. Unfortunately, I never had a chance again. Tell him."

The sadness in Tian Yunzi's words is beyond words.

Shen Zhaoxuan was silent, not knowing how to comfort him. Why is Tianyunzi a person who needs comfort? In the blink of an eye, he smiled and said, "Don't touch the hot iron. In other words, understand this principle, wait until the iron cools down, or use pliers to touch it."

When Shen Zhaoxuan heard this, he suddenly realized that the things that had been blocked like fog before suddenly became clear.

"Yes, don't touch the hot iron, then there are a hundred ways to touch it."
Chapter completed!