After these words fell, Meng Lao suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Feng Jin with a complicated face, and sighed with a long sigh...... It's a few old men who think too well, you can't even fully control your own body, so what can you talk about mastering the rules?

Xiao Jin, you have thought about it, this time, you will never be like this again......

You might... Alas...... Grandpa wants to ask you a question, you tell grandpa truthfully, okay? ”

Feng Jin looked at Meng Lao with a confused face, and didn't understand why he suddenly looked like this.

Isn't it just going to a Daizong banquet, a banquet in Daizhou, and when it reaches the sky, it can enter the eyes of the nobles of Daizhou, and it will be a blockbuster from then on.

Even if he can take advantage of the power of the nobles of Daizhou to spread his name all over the world, it is impossible for him.

By brushing the dust realm by himself, relying on his mysterious moves and combat skills, even if he can defeat the cultivators of the ordinary god realm, so what?

In the vast Daizhou, hundreds of millions of living beings, there are too many martial artists who major in killing, and even Feng Mou does not have the strength to ignore the Tianjiao of Daizhou.

At that time, there will definitely be land immortals under the age of twenty in the Qingying Field, as well as countless god realm martial artists who are majoring in killing, what will they fight with them.

No matter how strong the moves and skills are, there is also a limit, and the gods and martial artists who major in killing can slap an elephant with a slap, and a fist can crack the gold stone. No matter how subtle the sword passes, people can fan it directly, how to fight?

Not to mention the land immortals, the vitality is the mother of all qi, and its subtlety is enough to crush any true qi, as soon as the vitality comes out, there is basically no room for any fight back under the power.

Feng Jin's big sparkling eyes were full of confusion, and he was puzzled: "Grandpa Meng, what's the problem? I won't cause trouble, and with my strength, it's just about participation, what kind of waves can I make at the Dai Zong Banquet?"

Meng Lao didn't answer when he heard this, but turned his head to look at the red sky outside the car window, was silent for a moment, and after a long time, he looked at Feng Jin with a complicated face, and said quietly: "You...... Are you ready to face the world?"

After these words fell, Feng Jin was suddenly stunned, how prepared to face this world? Haven't you always been in this world? Why should you be ready to face him?

"Grandpa Meng, didn't you teach me a word in the restaurant just now? You say:

'The path of cultivation is not to reach a certain state before embarking on the path of cultivation. But from the moment you start practicing, you're already on the path of cultivation. ’

Isn't this the same question you asked me, not when you face the world, you only face the world? But from the moment I entered the WTO, I was already facing the world. ”

After listening to these very tongue-twisting words, Meng Lao suddenly opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he never made a sound.

After a long time, he finally let out a heavy sigh, and then laughed, silently, and very ungracefully.

Meng Lao's eyes gradually drifted into the distance from Feng Jin's big sparkling eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and muttered:

"yes...... People can never control their own destiny, no matter what position they stand in, no matter what realm they cultivate......

Xiao Jin, you're right, no matter who you are, you have been facing this world since the moment you entered the WTO.

In the past, when my grandfather was young, he always thought that things were man-made, and man would win the day! Now, after so many years, I have discovered that spring, summer, autumn and winter, birth, old age, sickness and death, natural laws, and so on, are always irreversible.

How about the saints, how about the great sages, how about transcending the great sages, and how about mastering the great way? For thousands of years, they are all in the dust...... Haha, haha!"

When the words fell, Feng Jin looked at Meng Lao thoughtfully, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Feng, who was driving outside the car, suddenly walked into the car with an expressionless face and hugged the last jar he bought from Lihuayuan for storage.

Ma Monroe's expression was a little depressed, she slowly got up, walked out of the carriage, and sat quietly beside Feng, looking into the boundless distance.

"You already knew?"

"Not early. What about you?"

"Very early. ”

"Is there a sincerity?"

"Both. ”

"That's good, he's still young, don't let him down. ”

"You're not big, are you? ”

"Relative to the thing I bear. After Feng finished speaking, he lifted the lid of the wine jar and threw it into the distance, and then directly held the wine jar and poured it on his face, and his eyes were red from the liquor in an instant, and he couldn't stop shedding tears.

After a burst of bitter drinking in front of the jar, the young man, who had grown up drinking morning dew since he was a child, suddenly leaned on the railing, his eyes were foggy, he pointed to the reins on the chariot, and said weakly as if he was drunk: "Help me drive the ......"

After seeing Ma Monroe take the reins, Feng directly lifted the wine jar and covered his face, and after a while, he wiped out the jar of wine, and then leaned on the railing, hugged the wine jar, motionless as if he was asleep.

However, there were still tears in the red eyes that were scorched by the spirits, and the resolute face that was slightly wheat was full of disgust and exhaustion.

Ma Monroe looked into the distance, and suddenly thought of a majestic and tall back, always standing in front of her. It's a pity that that back fell, with everything she had, fell.

Ma Monroe touched the immature skin on her face, suddenly smiled, and two lines of tears fell silently.

.........

Feng Jin leaned in the carriage and said softly: "Grandpa Meng, actually, I also have a lot of questions, such as......

The reason why I have always believed in the existence of a picture in my mind is very absurd, I don't even remember what color that picture is, where it is, but I am extremely convinced that it exists.

Also, I didn't know what the power of heaven and earth was before, but now that I know, I suddenly thought of the first scene when I opened my eyes.

At that time, I was lying in the arms of Uncle Mingwang, bathed in the power of the origin of heaven and earth. There are also countless 'borrowing powers' that have been used countless times over the years, which seems to be to attract the power of the origin of heaven and earth, and use the power of the origin of heaven and earth to bless one's body, but isn't that something that can be performed by land immortals who trace back to the origin?

Also, that day, in Lihua Garden, the Narcissus Girl once told me that she had inadvertently discovered that my Spirit Palace was unexpectedly vast, more than ten times larger than ordinary God Realm martial artists!

Moreover, there are actually three kinds of substances, essence, qi, and gods, and in the spirit palace, shouldn't only the gods exist? Why, the essence blood that should be in the Jiang Palace, and the true qi in the Qi Palace, will run into my spirit palace?

What puzzles me the most is that under my own perception, in my body, there are only a few dry wisps of gods in the Spirit Palace, and the essence blood in the Jiang Palace is even thinner, and it can't even be called the word 'Jing', and even the true qi in the Qi Palace can't leave the body no matter what.

There are many, many questions, Grandpa Meng, there is a sentence that I have been holding in my heart for a long time, I want to ask you, my body...... Have you been tampered with?"

After Feng Jin finished speaking, he looked directly at Meng Lao, his eyes were full of longing and confusion, the latter did not look at him at this time, as if he did not hear Feng Jin's question, stood up and looked at the afterglow left by the sunset outside the window.

Feng Jin bit her lip lightly, and asked again with some unwillingness, "Grandpa Meng, can you answer me?"

Meng Lao lowered his head and sighed, and said leisurely: "In a few days, you will know." ”

When Feng Jin heard this, he no longer asked Meng Lao, his eyes drifted into the distance, and he was in a trance for a while......

Fifteen years have passed, Qing'an City has changed, and he has changed.

He is no longer the baby who was shy and even frightened when he saw a stranger, and he is no longer the child who would turn red when he was hugged by a certain bear.

Unconsciously, his little hands can also hold the three-foot sword, and before he knows it, his small body is already more than seven feet high, and even more unconsciously, he has traveled thousands of miles to Daizhou.

At the Dai Zong banquet two days later, will you know these countless secrets on your body at that time?

The necklace on his chest still exuded a cool aura, which gradually calmed his mind and calmed his mood......