It was a white cloud, pure and flawless, floating in the void.
On the contrary, when Han Fei focused on the cloud, the cloud immediately began to change!
The change was so intense and so crazy. In an instant, the white clouds shattered and turned into cloud spots. With the slowly fusion of cloud spots, small clouds formed. The clouds merged and turned into the original white clouds. The wind blew, and the clouds grew, and a cloud was blown out and drifted to the side. Then they changed their form and gradually turned black. Lightning surrounded it and turned into rain clouds! The rain clouds rolled back and returned to the main body. The color became lighter, but it seemed to be stimulated for a moment, turning into a whole black cloud as dark as ink. Under the lightning, a moment later, big drops of rain rolled down from it...
Han Fei just watched this, watching the changes of the cloud, watching the continuous changes of the cloud in various forms. A few white clouds suddenly emanated from his body, and the white clouds lingered around his body. With his heart moving, the white clouds lifted him up, and he could actually fly into the clouds.
The mind moved, and the white clouds turned black and turned into rain clouds. Thunder rolled around him. But Han Fei did not suffer any pain from being struck by lightning. The lightning was extremely gentle, as if Han Fei was its father, its mother, and its owner. Everything about it existed for Han Fei!
After letting out a gentle breath, Han Fei felt that his Cloud Sword Intent had finally made great progress. He was almost comparable to the Wind Sword Intent.
This kind of progress is invisible, but an extremely mysterious feeling. Progress means progress! You know, but you can't say it, you can express it, but you can't express it. This kind of mystery makes people obsessed with it!
"Sure enough, things like artistic conception are divided into primary, intermediate, and advanced, which are all deceitful... Novelists made up randomly!" Han Fei smiled in his heart, and there was still some doubts in the past, but after the two artistic conceptions of Feng Sword Intent and Yun Sword Intent were integrated into himself, Han Fei was extremely convinced that the novels he read in his previous life, which said that the artistic conception of junior high and advanced in junior high is definitely deceitful. There are even nonsense, and he also divided the will into levels... These things were originally indescribable things, so how could they be classified into levels?
A person's weight can be judged by his body shape, and scales can be used. But how does a person's will determine strength and weakness? This kind of thing is indescribable, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. When a person faces ten or hundreds of strong men, he can roar with a tiger and fight without retreating! But he is afraid of a little hairy puppy! Then is this person's will strong or weak?
What kind of way is used to measure the power of will?
The answer is that there is no at all!
This is something that cannot be described or investigated. It is like the so-called Tao. If you understand it, you understand it. If you don’t understand it, you don’t understand it. Can this also measure how much it has been moved? How to calculate it? If a person has attained Tao, he cannot even say it himself. How many people can calculate how much you get? How many pounds and ounces? How ridiculous!
After Han Fei realized it in his heart, he shook his head and laughed. He cared about these trivial matters for no reason, but there was no meaning. After thinking about it, Han Fei continued to sit here and watch the picture. The changes in the clouds were far more than that. Han Fei felt that he still didn't understand this cloud enough, so he continued to stay here to watch.
When he saw this, he seemed to be addicted to it. He saw it early and late. When Han Tiannan and Wang saw this, they knew that the brat could no longer be kept at home. Three days later, they sorted out the shapes of the brother and sister and let them go. They didn't have to worry at home. With Han Fei and ruthless and unintentional, even the emperor of the Qin Empire would give way to Han Tiannan. Who dared to mess with the Han family? What else can the Han family suffer?
Therefore, Han Fei and his sister left the Han family. Although they were reluctant to leave, they were also firm.
Have no worries and just make a splash in the world!
Han Fei shook his hand, and blood was flying out of thin air, and everyone soared into the air. In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared from Han Tiannan and Wang's sight.
The couple hugged each other, and Wang could not touch the tears in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but lie on Han Tiannan's shoulder and started crying.
...
Above the clouds, a huge blood Ruyi was flying in the sky. Han Fei, Han Ling'er, Wu Mo and Li Yumei sat on this blood Ruyi and headed towards the Xuantian Sword Sect. In just half a day, he had already left the territory of the Qin Empire.
Han Ling'er was above the sky, and she was timid in her heart. She grabbed Han Fei's clothes and kept her from putting them down, for fear that she would fall down accidentally. After lasting for a day, she adapted a little. Looking down, the city and country were all small as if they were small, and she couldn't help but clap and laugh.
Han Fei thought about the sword intent of the clouds, and sat alone in front of Xue Ruyi, silent. Occasionally, his fingers moved, a small cloud appeared above his fingertips, occasionally flashing a few thunderbolts, and occasionally falling a few drops of rain and dew, which was extremely magical.
Li Yumei remained silent. When she arrived at Xuantian Sword Sect, what should she do in the future? What should she do when facing Han Fei? This man is so strong that she can't take revenge at all! No, it must be possible, it must be possible, and it must be possible!
Li Yumei has firm belief in her heart.
Only without ink, no thoughts, and all thoughts are placed between heaven and earth, controlling the laws of heaven and earth, feeling the existence of the enemy, and playing a good protective role for the group.
In a blink of an eye, everyone flew nearly 30,000 miles, and Han Ling'er and Li Yumei couldn't stand it anymore. Han Fei had something in his heart. After paying attention to this, he glanced at him and saw that there was a city below, and he lowered Xue Ruyi. With a thought, Xue Ruyi landed on the head of the city gate. He looked up and saw three big words at the entrance of the city gate: Jian'an City.
"I have been flying for a long time, and you should be hungry. Let's go in and eat something. It's getting late. Stay in the city for one night tonight and continue on the road tomorrow!" Han Fei said to everyone with a smile.
Han Ling'er was extremely surprised and took Han Fei's hand and said, "Brother, do we want to stay in the inn? I have never stayed there before!"
"Haha, let's go, brother will take you to the inn!" Han Fei took Han Ling'er's hand and entered the city first.
Wu Mo and Li Yumei followed behind, silently. You could tell at a glance that this was a pair of rich young men and ladies who came out to play with the book boy maid.