The tornado had already arrived at Han Feng and even the purple jade magic zither and Han Feng themselves were a little unstable.
But even so, Han Feng still remained calm, as if a tornado did not exist, playing the hell trio seriously.
In fact, he was also a little afraid. After all, such a big tornado appeared in front of him, no one would have felt at all. Of course, except for those Wuzong, King Wu would not say it.
Huhu~~
The strong wind instantly brought Han Feng into it. Han Feng himself was powerless to resist at this time. Not to mention that he had to resist the invasion of demonic energy at all times, and he could not stop playing at all, otherwise the efforts he had made would be in vain.
So he is simply fighting back now.
But he also knew in his heart that all these are illusions, which tests people's mind and will. No matter what level you reach, when you encounter such illusions, you can only bite your teeth and if you just escape and dodge, this illusion is the realm of illusion.
The power will become greater and greater, and even directly defeat the heart and become possessed by the devil.
"Give me a reservation!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice, although he was already in the center of the tornado, and his body and the purple jade magic piano were all rolled up. He insisted on his body in the wind and danced slowly
Play.
Swish~~
These strong winds kept passing Han Feng's body like sharp blades, as if they were experiencing the pain of Lingchi. Most people could not bear it and then collapsed.
"Hmph, I have endured the pain of ice and fire every day by practicing the Yin-Yang Art. As well as the pain of the invasion of the demonic energy, how can this mere wind withstand me? Han Feng's eyes are cold
, said disdainfully, and then continued to play the Hell trio regardless of the strong wind's attack.
A few days passed, Han Feng was playing quietly in the tornado, no matter how the strong wind attacked him, he was like a dead person who didn't know what the pain was. Sometimes the strong wind suddenly increased its power, which only made him frown.
On this day, after several days and nights of impact, it seemed that the tornado had no effect on Han Feng. The strong wind finally stopped attacking. The tornado slowly dissipated and turned into nothingness. Han Feng himself was still sitting there, as if nothing had happened.
It happened just like that.
"What, is there no trick?" Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at the dissipating tornado, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Han Feng was not afraid of anything. The most important thing is that he could endure hardships than anyone else. He thought of Yin and Yang Technique so much pain
He could resist the body refining technique. He was not afraid of the terrifying test of demonic energy that was like the heart-eating of ten thousand ants, and even more so, a tornado.
But of course, this test would not be passed so easily by Han Feng. What he is facing now is not an ordinary illusion, and all the martial arts practitioners are terrified of the heart demon. If you ask what is the biggest obstacle to the cultivation path, it is not a realm.
Not enough is not a bottleneck in cultivation, but a demon in the heart.
Inner Demon, he will find out the weaknesses in everyone's hearts and break them one by one, slowly defeating the last line of defense in the warrior's heart, and induce others to get into devils. It is different from the illusion. Although the inner Demon is also similar to the illusion, the two ways are
On the contrary, the illusion is to find the side that humans hope for. Some people want to become the master of the empire, some people want to become peerless masters, and they also want to be invincible and free in the world. These can be realized in the illusion, and then
Let slowly immerse yourself in it and never wake up.
The inner demon is different. It will find out the weaknesses in human hearts and everything that people are most reluctant to face, and then immerse people in fear and madness, step by step into the realm of being infiltrated. Compared with the former, the inner demon is
It's much scarier.
It should be noted that falling into an illusion can be awakened by people from outside, but being entangled by the inner demon, you can only rely on yourself. No one can help. Han Feng almost met the inner demon, that was back then.
When killing Han Yue and others in the family trial, Han Feng could not do the decisiveness of his current killing and could not take ruthless measures against his own people, and killed several people from his own people in one go.
, I felt a little unrelaxed, so I almost encountered the inner demon.
Fortunately, Han Feng was determined at that time and quickly recovered, and escaped the disaster of the inner demon. He did not expect to meet the inner demon again today.
Although Han Feng said this, he became even more alert. He didn't believe that this was the test of such a strong crisis to him. Just now, it was just an appetizer!
Sure enough, the scenery changed again, and the desolate desert slowly disappeared in front of Han Feng's eyes. In the blink of an eye, when Han Feng looked at him again, he was already in a dark room.
The room was very simple and had a faint musty smell. However, this simple room made Han Feng's eyes twitch slightly. This was the house where Han Feng and his father lived.
Soon, the scenery changed again, and it was still the same house, but at this time, two more people appeared in the room, a middle-aged man with a pale and weak face lying on the bed and a child who looked only ** years old.
The middle-aged man whispered to the little boy beside the bed, and the little boy bit his lips tightly and tears rolled in his eyes, as if he was about to cry, but he forced him to hold it back.
.
If anyone saw this situation, it would probably feel a little uncomfortable if he saw it.
When Han Feng saw this scene, his expression completely changed, no longer had his original stability and calmness. He still remembered this scene very vividly and would never forget it, because it was the moment before his father died.
"Feng'er, you have to take good care of yourself!" As he said that, the middle-aged man seemed to have used all his strength and finally lay straight on the bed.
"No!~"
"don't want!"
At this time, Han Feng and the boy beside the bed shouted at the same time, and Han Feng was about to stand up and run over.
"Father, don't leave Feng'er!" Han Feng shouted loudly, and no longer cared about playing. At this time, his mind was completely immersed in the grief of his father's death, and there was still so much to care about.
"Han Feng, wake up quickly. This is an illusion, this is just an illusion!"
"Wake up, this is all fake!"
"Wake up, wake up!"
Emperor Yuan shouted loudly in Han Feng's mind, but Han Feng couldn't hear his voice at all, and was about to leave his original position and ran over.
"Oh no, his mind was invaded by the inner demons, and he couldn't hear me talking." Emperor Yuan was anxious. Once Han Feng left his original position and did not even continue playing, he would face unprecedented life danger.
"What should I do? How can I help him!" Emperor Yuan kept thinking about various ways, but this time even a thousand-year-old antique like Emperor Yuan was helpless. The inner demon could only be saved by the person who was disturbed by the inner demon.
, No one, even the Martial Saint, can change or help.