Volume 1 Displacement Chapter 100 The Road Ahead is Sorrowful
Gossip came from a distance that could be heard clearly even if the aura was not focused on hearing.
The student of the Ding class who insulted Qiu Yang noticed the reaction around him, and he actually had confidence, although he did not humiliate him at the exit, he snorted coldly, and the disdain in his eyes was obvious.
Although Yun Feng and the others were in the limelight at the time of selection, these Ding Ban and others had not yet known about it.
In addition to the students who participated in the election, there were only a few spectators, but at this time, some people noticed their existence and expression.
"Like, something isn't right. β
"That's the top five seats in the Clutch Realm, I'm not mistaken, right?"
"That's right, it's just that why are they with the mortal sons of the toothless jade talisman?"
"The aura is rioting, and several of them seem to be angry. β
When the student heard this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he never thought that the person who stood out for Qiu Yang would have such a big background. The spiritual pressure came, and seeing that the five people of the tattooed dragon were about to teach a lesson, one of them suddenly stood up and stopped them.
"Toothless, you're scolding me, huh?" Yan Xiao stepped forward, pressed his right hand on the student's shoulder, and said in a cold voice.
The student trembled, shook his head again and again, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"
"Get out!" Yan Xiao snorted softly, let go of his right hand, and the student staggered and fled, and faded out of sight in a blink of an eye.
The noise in front of the Foreign Affairs Hall faded away, and everyone didn't seem to see Qiu Yang's existence, so they didn't dare to provoke it again.
Yun Feng's expression was indifferent, but the other four people of Wenlong all showed displeasure, Yan Xiao undoubtedly deliberately wanted to help the student get out, so he pretended to be angry and threatened.
"Can't understand people's words, can't distinguish between teeth and teeth?" Qing'er was straightforward and fast-talking, expressing her dissatisfaction.
Yan Xiao approached with an embarrassed smile, and was about to explain, but Wild Sand didn't give face at all: "Get away, who let you fucking meddle around!"
Wild Sand was furious, Qiu Yang had a good relationship with them, and now someone was insulting him in front of them with extremely humiliating words, how could this be endured by Wild Sand? He was about to vent his anger, but he was stopped by Yan Xiao, and now he was even more angry.
Yan Xiao was choked by the wild sand, his footsteps stagnated, and he didn't dare to approach again, so he could only smile and say: "You guys extinguish the fire, private fighting is forbidden in the school palace, and I am also for the good of both parties." β
The more Yan Xiao laughed, the more angry the four of them became.
"It's really cheap, that's how your fire spirit was eliminated by yourself!" Mu Yan said angrily.
As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiao couldn't laugh anymore, when the school palace was selected, he was defeated by Mu Yanmu Ling with the power of fire spirit, originally this matter had not yet spread, but now the whispers outside the foreign affairs hall were mixed, and everyone's eyes on Yan Xiao changed.
Yan Xiao knew that it was useless to say more, so he had to quietly step aside and stop talking.
"I'm not wrong, I'm just settling a pointless fight. Yan Xiao thought so, standing tall in the crowd, like a decent person.
Yun Feng couldn't understand where the anger of the four people came from, but he could understand that Yan Xiao was indeed meddling.
At the time of the entrance test, Qu Nantian tried to report Yue Cheng, but was stopped by Yan Xiao at that time. At this time, Wenlong and the others wanted to teach the student who humiliated Qiu Yang a lesson, Yan Xiao stood up to be a peacemaker again, and thought that he had done it properly.
Yun Feng glanced at Yan Xiao, and seeing his clear conscience, Yun Feng felt a little weird.
Is this the right thing to do? Probably no.
The previous time, it was Yue Cheng who was wrong, this kind of filthy person let him enter the school palace, and Yan Xiao didn't realize that he was doing evil.
This time, it was the prejudiced student who was wrong, Yan Xiao helped him escape, and he actually felt that he had done another good deed.
"I don't know where all kinds of emotions come from, but I know right and wrong, right and wrong, and if you don't even have this ability to distinguish, I think you should not call yourself a gentleman. Yun Feng's tone was flat, but his words were heartfelt.
Yan Xiao didn't answer when he heard this, he just tilted his head and grinded his teeth, his body stood straight, but Yun Feng's words lingered in his heart for a long time.
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The selection of the school palace and the registration for the minor course have come to an end, which is the beginning of a new period of fulfilling cultivation for everyone, and for Yunfeng, it is an empty future.
On the shore of Linghu Lake, the evening breeze is blowing.
The blue waves are clear, reflecting the face of a young man, and his white hair is lightly raised, although the young man's face is peerless, his eyes appear gloomy, and his face always looks less angry.
"The Wasteland Heavenly Pride List can't be done, what should I do?" Yun Feng stared at the lake, he had always acted resolutely, but at this time he was confused.
His road ahead was full of crises, but there were no difficult situations that he had to face, although he had only weakened his seven emotions and had not yet affected the six desires, but the current cloud wind had lost the motivation to practice hard.
The Demon Suppression Tower's want, Yun Feng knew that he could only try his best to avoid it, with his strength, it was impossible to oppose the Demon Suppression Tower anyway, and this situation could not be alleviated through cultivation.
Unknown life experience, Yun Feng can glimpse a clue from the memory conveyed by the demon thoughts, although he can't know the appearance of his parents, but at least he can understand his extraordinary life experience. That architectural pattern is by no means like something that the Wasteland forces can have, and this also means that if Yunfeng wants to find his origin, it will take a long time to find it in the Great Domain.
There is also a rebellion against heaven and fate, and when the spiritual tide led to the catastrophe, the cloud wind roared towards the sky, vowing to rebel against the sky. I don't know if it was the effect of the dilution of emotions, but now it seems that the shouting is just an empty and weak slogan. Yun Feng, who doesn't even have a Dao realm, is a mere clutch, what can he do to fight the Heavenly Dao? It's a big joke in the world......
All the clues are broken, the future is indefinite, and there is not even the slightest direction.
"Poof. β
When a stone falls into the water, the cloud and wind will not drift, so it can only splash a ripple.
Yun Feng stared at the surface of the lake, and suddenly felt a little empty and boring: "It turns out that cultivation is such a boring thing. Even Yun Feng's vast and exaggerated divine consciousness actually felt a sense of fatigue at this time.
"Heyβ"
On the shore of the empty Spirit Lake, someone actually approached at this time.
"It's you from afar, it's so easy to recognize. Qiu Yang trotted over, Qiu Yang, who had not cultivated his body method, this speed was probably no different from walking in Yun Feng's eyes.
Yun Feng's eyelids were slightly heavy, his face was dull, and he didn't know if he really didn't notice it, or he didn't plan to answer.
"What are you looking at?" Qiu Yang looked at the clouds and wind, and there was nothing in the lake except for the swimming fish.
"You say, aren't those cultivators empty?" Yun Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he just muttered to himself.
Qiu Yang sat on the edge of the lake with his knees crossed, tilted his head and said, "I don't understand, anyway, I don't feel empty." Maybe you're too talented, and you can learn something as soon as you learn it, so you feel bored, but for someone like me who is making slow progress, your cultivation is still quite fulfilling. β
"No, what is the cultivator cultivating for?"
Qiu Yang was stunned, showing a puzzled look, not that he couldn't say the answer to the question, but he was puzzled as to why Yun Feng had this question. After thinking for a while, he spoke: "Cultivator cultivation is the same as mortal eating and drinking, both of which are the most basic needs for survival. β
"Aren't mortals able to survive in peace? Yunfeng replied indifferently.
Qiu Yang scratched his head, thinking about how to explain to Yun Feng, he was silent for a moment and then responded: "I can't tell you the specifics, the elders in the mortal area are shouting all day long, 'Monks practice can prove immortality, and people may still look like young people at the same age as us', but cultivation is dangerous, and they may die halfway, but as their cultivation strength rises, there will always be some sense of security in life." I guess this is the most common reason for monks to cultivate, who wouldn't want to live more and live better?"
"Poof. β
It was the sound of another pebble falling into the water, and there was no doubt that this time it still didn't make a splash.
The evening breeze came slowly, and the white hair fluttered messily, obscuring the view of the cloud and wind.
Yun Feng stretched out his hand to hold down his long hair, bowed his head and said, "I don't understand, maybe I'm thinking in the wrong direction, but cultivation is indeed an empty thing." What about you, what are you for?"
This time, Qiu Yang did not hesitate, but quickly responded: "My words, insisting on cultivation is my goal in itself, although both my relatives and fellow students of the Academy look down on my dream, I still have to cultivate." If I don't change ruthlessly, I am destined to be ordinary in this life, and I will not have any chance to turn over. β
"What about after cultivating?"
"After that...... Belch...... If there is any hope of cultivating to a higher level, I will consider becoming a scholar and find a way to cultivate that ordinary mortals can afford, and also make the world change their perception of mortals. If the realm is not enough, then try to improve the lives of mortals. β
Qiu Yang's wish is simple, but this is destined to be an impossible delusion.
The monk treats mortals, even if they are of good character, and has only compassion for mortals. In the eyes of the monks, a mortal is not an ordinary person without cultivation, but a sick person, or a serious disability.
After so many years of solidified views, how can they be changed in a few words.
However, Qiu Yang is different after all, his cultivation has a clear purpose, and in Yun Feng's understanding, Qiu Yang is not an empty existence.
"Whew-" Yun Feng took a deep breath and didn't say a word.
The atmosphere on the shore of Linghu Lake was cold, and the two of them were silent, and they could only hear the whispering of the breeze and spirit grass.
Qiu Yang was not idle at this time, the reason why he met Yun Feng here was because he was completing the task of cleaning the school palace every day, and his cultivation expenses on weekdays depended on this work.
Qiu Yang has a lot of time, although he, like Yun Feng, has the habit of exhausting his divine sense every night, even if Qiu Yang's divine sense is much better than ordinary people, but his sea of consciousness and Yun Feng cannot be compared.
Yun Feng needed most of the night to regain his senses, while Qiu Yang only needed an hour or two, so he was able to sit here and not be in a hurry to leave.
Since he has a lot of time, Qiu Yang will of course try his best to help Yun Feng, even if he is weak, it may not be impossible to help Yun Feng share his worries.
After a while, Qiu Yang spoke: "What's the matter, if you don't mind, you can tell me, I won't tell anyone." β
Yun Feng tilted his head and glanced at Qiu Yang, feeling a little strange. Although he is friendly with Qiu Yang, the relationship between the two is not to the point where they can talk heart-to-heart.
But to Yunfeng's surprise, he really had a feeling of wanting to talk.
It doesn't matter, just say what you want.
Yun Feng told the truth about his uncertain future, except for the things with demonic intent, and of course, including the wanted of the Demon Suppression Tower.