After reading this painting, many strange and scattered thoughts suddenly emerged in his mind. They had never thought about it before.

He suddenly realized that these experiences and past seem to form some extremely coincidental and extremely subtle links and connections.

——I was homeless since I was young and lost my parents. I survived in the world through various methods.

——The Blood Sword Ancestor accepted me as his disciple because the Blood Sword Ancestor raped countless people but had no descendants. The five disciples under him were all rough and foolish. He suddenly saw me, a thirteen-year-old "orphan" in the Great Snow Mountain, so he developed the desire to pass on his robe and bowl.

——Many of the martial arts I practiced later were related to Buddhist martial arts and ancient yoga techniques. Is it also related to the fact that I was greatly influenced by the Blood Knife Sect in my early years?

——When I think of the cliff, Feng Qingyang is old and has no successor. When I saw the good talent of the "Five Mountain Sword Sect disciples", I also wanted to give me a trick and make a good relationship. So later, I and Feng Qingyang were also involved in the things that helped him understand more.

——Why did Dongfang Bubai be deceived by me? Is it because the character and life experience I showed at that time that inspired Dongfang Bubai's "motherhood"?

——Xiao Shiyilang and I have a similar background. They also lost their parents since childhood. They grew up in very difficult situations and were chased by "righteous people" from time to time, so we can become good friends.

——The same is true for Brother Shubing. I am lonely and pitiful. I live under someone’s roof. Isn’t it that I often look at other people’s faces when I was a child? So in my love for Brother Shubing, do I also have sympathy for my childhood?

——Lianchengbi is different. Lianchengbi is decent and glamorous from beginning to end, so he is destined to become enemies with Xiao Shiyilang, who is very indecent.

——Where is the Tianshan Tonglao? She was also adopted by Xiaoyaozi in the wind and snow of Tianshan, so she was defeated by my "Snow Sword Intention". It was not that her martial arts skills were not as good as me at that time, but that her mind was shocked by the same, ancient, vast wind and snow.

——Abi grew up in the "Swallowwood" of the Murong family. For Abi, "Swallowwood" is the place where she gave birth to her, and it was like a "home"; but Murong Fu was not very good to her. She was just a pawn to the Murong family that could be thrown away at any time. But she was still nostalgic for the Murong family; just like me, I didn't have a home when I was a child, and I didn't have a good impression of "home", but which child doesn't want to have a warm home?

——I advised Abi not to go back to the Murong family, as if she was also persuading herself, and would she advise herself to give up her fantasy about "home"?

——Dream.

——The dreamlike woman, she initially thought that I was very similar to Huawu, so she saved me.

——But I know that flowers are bewitching women all over the world, and their appearance must be much better than me. How could I recognize the wrong person because of dreams?

——But Yinmeng also understands in his heart that the real similarity between Huacuo and I is that we are both lonely, have no home, and are wandering around the world? That's why I rescued me and helped me to retreat to the powerful enemy?

——Blue Phoenix......Blue Phoenix.........

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When Li Bufu thought of this, he suddenly felt a sense of chaos in his heart, and a little despair arose in the chaos.

He found that these strange connections, like "destiny", were constantly involved in his body, and the more he entangled, the tighter he entangled, the deeper he entangled.

This is what it should be.

——Li Bufu seemed to hear a monk who sweeping the floor saying: Every pecking and drinking will lead to a previous determination, everything will be done by cause and effect. Who in the world has nothing to do with the past?

——But at this moment, all the silk threads, all kinds of voices, and everyone appeared in Li Bufu's mind at the same time, making him unbearable.........

Li Bufu held the knife!

knife!

But he suddenly felt powerless again.

It was a feeling of weakness in strength and muscles.

Because the person he killed this time was not in front of him, but in his heart!

He actually felt that he could not cut the threads with his blood knife, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another!

——But why cut them off?

——Can you only have to cut off the body without any fatigue, without any worries, forget about your heart, and be promoted to a god?

Li Bufu suddenly realized that he had touched something and felt something.

He touched many entanglements of fate that he had never solved.

He seemed to have also felt Gongziyu's state of mind, old man Tianji's state of mind, the state of mind that was about to be broken and still not broken.

Or maybe he and Gongziyu and the old man Tianji felt differently.

Perhaps everyone's feelings are completely different.

In an instant, he seemed to understand why Gongziyu told him the secret of being promoted to a god.

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"But Lord Li Bufu, the mad monk is talking too much, but I am very curious, why do you seem to be in the same world or the same martial arts world? And it seems like you are traveling through one world after another?"

The crazy monk asked a question next to him.

The sound of this question was not loud, but it suddenly made Li Bufu wake up from the endless memories.

He looked at the sky again, without answering the crazy monk, and suddenly asked, "How long have I been looking at the painting just now?"

The crazy monk was a little strange, and he thought that Li Bufu was immersed in the air and said, "It's just half a cup of tea."

Li Bufu nodded slowly.

The crazy monk said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"there is nothing."

Li Bufu walked upstairs, climbed up to look into the distance, staring at the floating clouds floating in the sky, and was stunned.

Seeing this, the crazy monk did not dare to ask again. He only said that after Li Bufu watched the painting, he began to recall the past and the passing years, and his thoughts returned to the past, so he waited patiently without saying a word.

Li Bufu looked at it for a long time and suddenly chanted:

"The phoenix travels on the Phoenix Platform, and the phoenix goes to the Taiwan Sky River flows on its own."

"The flowers and plants in Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes and hats of the Jin Dynasty become ancient hills."

"Three mountains fall from the blue sky, and the two waters divide the Bailuzhou."

"It's always because the clouds can cover the sun, but the absence of Chang'an makes people sad."

The crazy monk was very familiar with this poem and said, "It is really a wonderful thing to recite the phoenix poem on the collection of Phoenixes!"

Li Bufu asked again: "Where is Dongfang Bubai? Have you found her?"

The crazy monk was stunned for a moment and then replied: "I devoted myself to painting and did not participate in the search. But according to Gu Qi's personality, once he finds out the news, he will definitely convey it back as soon as possible."

Li Bufu said: "This means that it has not been found yet."

The crazy monk said, "It should be."

Li Bufu said, "Where is Gongziyu? Do you know where Gongziyu went?"

The crazy monk shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Li Bushu made a turn for the moment. He wanted to find Lan Fenghuang, but remembered that Lan Fenghuang was in seclusion, so he didn't want to disturb her.

The clouds cover the sun, and the phoenix leaves the sky.

The high wind blows in a mighty way, whirling the restaurant's flag, and bringing the breath of the river water dipped in the distance to the stage.

Chang'an is hard to see, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty all became past events and were all made into earthen mounds. Today's Chang'an is not the Chang'an of the past.

Even though the Yangtze River is different from the Yangtze River when it is gone.

At this moment, Li Bufu suddenly felt an empty and lonely feeling of "the world is so big, there is nowhere to go and nothing to be available."

When he was just climbing up to recite the poem, he felt that his mouth was catchy and his words were very consistent. Now, the same poem between his eyebrows was caused by the same melancholy, which could not be resolved for a long time.

The change of a poem ends here.

Step, step, step...

Suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance.

The sound was originally insignificant and was still far away in the sky, but when it reached Li Bufu's cultivation level, he heard it immediately.

Li Bufu looked into the distance, and the crazy monk followed him.

It took a long time before the crazy monk saw two horses running fast.

One horse sat with a sword; the other horse sat with a sword, but there was still a person lying behind the horse's back.

The crazy monk narrowed his eyes, looked into the distance, and said, "Is this the person sent by Gu Qi to deliver the message?"

Li Bufu said: "No! The message will not require three people to be together."

The crazy monk said, "That's..."

Li Bufu said slowly: "It's Fu Hongxue!"
Chapter completed!