Chapter 1784: The Wind Is Strong
The blood dyed the white feathers red, and the wings were getting weaker and weaker. After rushing for many times, the injuries finally accumulated to a certain extent. The white-gold-winged roc landed in front of Sun Hao with a loud bang, and the bird's head Just in time, it hit the opposite side of the little bird.
A pair of golden eyes, showing a soft and helpless gaze, looked at the helpless and sad Xiaopeng on the ground, under the paws of the Border Shepherd.
The border shepherd barked loudly, and stepped on the forehead of the platinum-winged roc triumphantly: "Woof woof, woof woof, we finally got it, boss, drink blood and eat meat, this white bird is absolutely tonic..."
The border shepherd jumped away, and the little roc finally stumbled towards the roc on the ground. Its fleshy little body leaned against the white gold-winged roc, being rubbed against it constantly and chirping in a low voice. .
Sun Hao turned around from the hill, and what he saw was the white-gold-winged Dapeng gently pecking Xiaopeng's body with his mouth. The ignorant Xiaopeng'er felt safe and screamed happily a few times. Voice.
Sensing Sun Hao's gaze, the platinum-winged roc flapped its wings a few times, but failed to fly. The iron hook moved, protecting Xiao Peng'er under him, and screamed at Sun Hao.
Xiaopeng stretched out his head from under his mother's neck and also barked at Sun Hao.
Sun Hao sighed secretly in his heart and slowly raised the agarwood sword in his hand.
In Jingfeng, after practicing for many years, Jingfeng's sword power has never been perfected, and his own wind sword power can still only be a small success. The flesh and blood of the white-gold-winged roc will be the key to achieving Jingfeng's power. way.
The spirit of the platinum-winged roc can also be one of the options for you to condense your sixth soul.
The scene where the white-gold-winged roc and the little roc depended on each other for their lives made Sun Hao feel a little bit unbearable, but this was the life of a monk.
If you can't bear it, you have to kill him.
The agarwood sword seemed to be extremely slow, but it was pointing at the platinum-winged roc very quickly.
The white-gold-winged roc squawked and tried to dodge, but its heavy injuries prevented it from moving at all. Its neck was about to be pierced by a sword.
Under it, the little roc instinctively sensed its mother's crisis. Its fleshy body was fearless and fearless, and instinctively blocked the front of the agarwood sword.
The white gold-winged roc didn't know where it got its strength. At this moment, it was very brave. When it lowered its head, the golden horn on its head hit the agarwood sword accurately.
With a bang, the agarwood sword was pushed away and flew back to Sun Hao's hand.
Under the big roc, the chirping cry of the little roc came.
Sun Hao shook his head, and the agarwood sword in his hand flew up again.
At this moment, the white-gold-winged roc bird made an action that Sun Hao didn't expect. It lowered its head, but its claws grabbed Xiaopeng. Its head stretched towards Sun Hao, but its claws stretched into the distance. A pair of There was a hint of pleading in the golden eyes.
The border shepherd stood on the head of the white-gold-winged roc. For the first time, he did not bark, but stared blankly at the little roc who was sent aside and was still struggling endlessly.
In an instant, Sun Hao understood what the white-gold-winged roc meant. It was willing to be killed, but begged Sun Hao to let the little roc go.
Looking at the white-gold-winged roc on the ground, and then at the little roc, Sun Hao felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason. Involuntarily, a very long time ago, almost forgotten memory came to his mind.
At that time, Sun Hao was just in his Qi refining period, hunting in Junshan, and met Xia Xu for the first time. He encountered a major danger in Junshan, the Qilu Bee. At that time, Sun Hao also beat the little queen bee, and their mother had to face The situation of being annihilated by oneself.
But Sun Hao remembered that at that time, Xiaoxun finally made peace with the Seven Land Bees, spared a few queen bees, and got the royal jelly, the artifact that he would later use to make elixirs.
How similar is today's scene to that day?
The perseverance of the white gold-winged roc to save his son really made Sun Hao's heart throb. This was an instinctive greatness that even Sun Hao could feel.
Do I really need to work hard to kill the white-gold-winged roc for the opportunity of progress, and at the same time completely defeat the great scene that moved my heart?
The cultivation level must be improved, the soul transformation must be completed, and the sword power must be condensed.
The opportunity lies with the white-gold-winged roc, it’s impossible not to kill it!
Sun Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he raised the agarwood sword again, with murderous intent rising in his heart. But at this moment, for some unknown reason, when he looked at the agarwood sword in his hand, Sun Hao seemed to see a white pear blossom in front of his eyes. In an instant, Sun Hao Hao felt like he was back to the time when he was practicing murderous aura.
It seemed that after feeling the murderous intention in his chest, he threw himself into Xiaoqing's arms and felt the endless tenderness. The gentle wind blew against him, and Xiaoqing's gentle songs seemed to ring in his ears. The white-gold-winged roc The white feathers are like the white pear blossoms dyeing the hills...
Sun Hao's eyes unknowingly shed a drop of crystal tears. He stroked the spine of the agarwood sword just like Xiaoqing did when he caressed it, and murmured softly: "Xiaoqing, you also feel that I Shouldn’t we kill now?”
The agarwood sword vibrated slightly.
Kill, the opportunity lies.
Not only was it the opportunity for Jingfeng Jianyi, but it was also the opportunity for his own sixth soul to become a soul.
However, killing goes against one's true intention.
To kill or not to kill!
Sun Hao was holding agarwood and looking at the white-gold-winged roc. Heaven and man were at war in his heart. At this moment, what should he choose? Follow your heart and give up opportunities?
After a long time, Sun Hao held up the agarwood in his hand and laughed heartily.
The laughter resounded through the wilderness for a long time. After the laughter, the white light flashed in his hand and fell on the white gold-winged Peng bird in front. As the white light passed, the injuries on the white gold-winged Peng bird recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was a trace of doubt in the golden eyes. The white gold-winged Peng bird flapped its wings and found that it could take off again. It grabbed the little Peng bird and slowly flew into the air. The white gold-winged Peng bird raised its head and made a "Ga..." sound. The sound was full of the joy of new life. The wings flashed and disappeared in front of Sun Hao.
On the ground, the Border Collie finally reacted and barked: "Okay, Boss, I've worked in vain for more than ten years. You'll let go of the bird you caught. I'm convinced."
Sun Hao's tall body quickly retracted downwards, and his head stretched out with a faint smile on his face: "A cultivator should not forget his original intention. Today, the white gold-winged roc made me feel compassionate, but I can't kill it..."
Before he finished speaking, Sun Hao's face showed an expression of astonishment. In an instant, his face showed a smile of surprise again. With a move in his hand, the agarwood sword flew back.
The tip of the sword moved forward and gently pointed. Suddenly, in the air ahead, Jingfeng circled and danced, turning into a huge tornado, slowly rotating. Sun Hao moved with the sword and fluttered with the wind. Around him, the wind was blowing. Mingshufeng, Changhefeng, Guangmofeng, Jingfeng and Haifeng all appeared in an interlaced manner, forming a huge wind field.
Sun Hao was like an elf in the wind, wandering freely in the wind field, laughing: "I understand, haha, I understand, so that's it, so that's it..."
After entering Jingfeng, Sun Hao practiced for decades, but his sword intent was stuck at the peak of great perfection, and he could never reach the great perfection. Sun Hao thought that he needed to kill the white gold-winged roc, eat its meat and drink its blood, in order to achieve the great perfection of Jingfeng sword intent. But in fact, after letting the big bird go, Sun Hao followed his heart, and his heart was peaceful and peaceful. At this moment, he actually comprehended the true meaning of Jingfeng. Jingfeng, the wind of peace, Jingfeng sword intent, is the sword of peace.
Peace, naturally, does not need to fight and kill.
Jingfeng sword intent is perfect, and at the same time as the peaceful sword is perfected, Sun Hao's wind sword force is perfected.
In the wind domain of Jingfeng, Sun Hao danced with agarwood, and other types of wind sounds were born. This means that Sun Hao can now not only walk freely in the Wuding Wind Domain, but also control the Wuding Wind.
As the saying goes, every drink and every bite has a previous fate. If Sun Hao had not felt it in his heart and could stick to his original intention, how could he have understood the Jingfeng sword intent at this moment?
Dancing in the wind with a sword, the body floats with the wind.
There is no obstacle in the heart, and the wind moves the nine heavens.
Sun Hao danced with the sword and agarwood, his heart was empty, but he seemed to have realized something. Since he ascended to heaven, he has met too many things and experienced too many things, and bravery and diligence have become the main theme of his cultivation. At one time, for the sake of cultivation and progress, he gave up a lot.
Now I think about it, unknowingly, I have become impetuous, unknowingly, the haze has blinded my eyes, Jingfeng means peace, I know it clearly, but I still can't stop killing. If it weren't for the white gold-winged roc accidentally touching the string in my heart, maybe I would go further and further on this wrong path. (To be continued ~^~)