Jiang Han jumped into the air from the top of the north mountain, moving in a circle, like a meteor falling into the moon, all the way to the bottom of the cliff. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knowing one's own heart and seeing one's true self is a state of mind perception, not the true way of the natural rules of heaven and earth, nor the realm of physical martial arts. ”

"The power is subtle, the unity of heaven and man, the field of artistic conception, all three of which have been achieved, can be regarded as truly standing at the peak of mortal warriors, although my physical strength is subtle, the realm of artistic conception is also extremely powerful, but the unity of heaven and man can not be figured out, this is a kind of spiritual realm. ”

"As the saying goes, 'Heaven and earth are as big as the heart', and the unity of heaven and man is not to force me to be one with the outside world, but to unite my mind and deeds. ”

Jiang Han silently thought in his heart: "There is no big or small meaning, no high or low heart, I need to understand my true heart." ”

Although Xiao Qi's words were very vague, he had a great inspiration for Jiang Han, and he felt that these things might be more important than the Iron Mother weapon that he had been pursuing.

"Knowing the true self and the pure heart, that is, knowing your own inner pursuit, persistence, and mind, there is no good or evil in heaven and earth, whether it is evil or evil, whether it is a chivalrous person, selfless, selfish, these are human nature, and it is possible to reach the peak if you insist on following your own path. ”

"In my past and present lives, I have experienced the life of scientific and technological civilization, realized the mystery of the moment of death, served as a ghost soldier for a hundred years for the desire in my heart, suffered in hell and did not die, if I set foot on the path of cultivation again, I will march all the way, and now I can be called the peak of mortals, but what is my path? What is my heart for?"

Jiang Han walked out of the cliff step by step, silently recalling everything in his long years, and the scenes of the past appeared in his mind, making him quite confused and upset for a while.

Xiao Qi opened his heartstrings, brushed the dust in his heart, and made him seem to understand a lot, but how to face it still requires him to think silently.

The path of cultivation is your own path, and no one can really help you take it.

Jiang Han just found a way with the help of Xiao Qi, a road to a higher peak, but if he wants to reach the top, he still has to work his own.

"My father never told me this truth, perhaps because he thought I was too young at that time, that I didn't know anything, that I didn't know what fear was before I was on the cliff, and that I didn't know what the vastness was without facing the sea. ”

Jiang Han stopped suddenly.

"Whew!"

The Qingling Knife behind him moved lightly and was inserted into the soil on the ground in vain, Jiang Han looked at the Dao gap on the Qingling Knife because of his own fighting, and there was a different mood in his heart.

"Young Master Jiang, how did you talk to the old ancestor, did the old ancestor promise to help you refine the weapon?" a pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Han looked for the voice, not far away, a group of people from the Xiao family were waiting silently, and before they knew it, they had walked out of the cliff and walked to the side of the gallop.

What entered Jiang Han's sight was Xiao Xue's beautiful face, Jiang Han couldn't help but smile, and suddenly said, "You are very good-looking!"

"Bang!"

As soon as his body moved, Jiang Han had already floated away like the wind, and in just a few breaths, he had already swept over a hundred feet, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"He... Say I'm good-looking?" Xiao Xue froze in place.

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In front of a towering mountain range, in a chaotic mountain forest, a white robe floated down.

"My heart is angry, and it is the result of the experience of a previous life, the torture of hell, and the experience of this life. Jiang Han thought silently: "I have killing intent in my heart, because there is a difference between good and evil in my heart, because there is still a group of people in my heart who I believe will be killed!"

"Walking through this northbound mountain range, to see the place where my father fought and killed demon beasts back then, maybe I will get a different understanding, I will understand what is my heart, my will. ”

His eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the majestic mountains of the northbound mountain range, Jiang Han gently took off his shoes, walked barefoot, and slowly walked towards the core area of the mountain range.

The northbound mountain range, according to legend, has the existence of the demon king in its core area, and there are big demons entrenched in Shantou, which can be called the forbidden land of the human race.

Even the martial arts powerhouses of the human race generally did not dare to go deep into its core

At this time, Jiang Han stepped into this ancient mountain and river bare-chested, barefoot.

Xiaopan fell asleep on Jiang Han's shoulder, Jiang Han gave it a few yuan stones every day, and then it would continue to sleep, as if it had an endless sleep.

Spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers.

Jiang Han put all the things in the storage magic weapon, stepped on the grass and leaves, and his face was indifferent.

Almost all of the paths he had to walk were almost untraveled.

The northbound mountain range has been the territory of demon beasts for thousands of years, and its interior is almost equivalent to a primeval forest, if it is not a tropical area, it can almost be called a tropical rainforest.

Step by step, Jiang Han walked into the depths of the mountain range, wanting to find the true source of his soul.

Along the way, Jiang Han saw the fight between different demon beast groups, saw the careful hunting of a big python, and saw a violent ape smiling proudly, rampaging through the mountains... Countless monsters, with countless postures, have endless styles.

They don't have intrigue, they don't deceive, they don't fight with each other, they all live in the wilderness.

Everything is just for a better life!

Stepping into the ancient jungle, Jiang Han also saw a small flower in the woods, taking advantage of the magical landscape of the sun shining in an instant.

Walking among the cliffs, he also saw a tree that looked at the sky and was born on the cliff of Baizhang, towering and luxuriant, and the trunk was vigorous and powerful.

The infinite possibilities and wonders of life are vividly interpreted in this northbound mountain range.

However, what Jiang Han got more was silence and loneliness, but walking silently, all this life in nature made Jiang Han gradually forget the hustle and bustle of the world, forget the anger and killing intent in his heart, just walking and understanding.

Walking through Wangtian Peak, Jiang Han climbed to the top of the peak under the Baizhang Waterfall, facing the wind, looking at the rolling peaks in the distance, the vast world, and the pride in his heart.

Stepping on the boundary of Longyan Lake, Jiang Han looked at the pure lake water, entered it to swim, and finally fought with a big snake demon and returned safely.

Seeing a group of storm apes, Jiang Han laughed and walked into the cave of the ape herd, and snatched several pots of monkey wine between the monkeys' angry roars, drinking and singing loudly.

Chic and raging, I am free.

...

Do whatever he wants, Jiang Han let go of the shackles in his heart, let go of the heavy responsibilities in his heart, forgot the passage of time, and washed away the little dust in his heart.

The sun set and rose again, and Jiang Han's eyes already saw the layers of verdant green mountains, and there were still some signs of farmers busy working.

Spring ploughing has begun.

"Remember last year when I killed the Blood Moon Jackal here. Passing by the wild boar forest and looking at the familiar mountains and forests in the distance, Jiang Han smiled knowingly.

At this time, ten days had passed since the initial departure.

Jiang Han passed through the northbound mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles, and returned to this mountain where he was born, the place where his soul belonged!