God, I'm standing on a cloud.

A long time ago, when I didn't know how to fly in the clouds, I used my legs wherever I went.

My feet have walked so many ways with me, and I am grateful for them.

Now they are still useful, naturally, I can sit, but standing always reassures me, maybe it's a habit. I know that there is merit in any action.

I don't know if they will be useful in the future, after all, I heard that the highest level of cultivation is the unity of heaven and man, and at that time, maybe I will not exist anymore.

Feet, as human beings, we all look the same, look at it, heels, insteps, soles, toes. With a thought, the toes parted and merged.

The front is the toenails, I heard that someone specializes in cultivating this, used for yin people, thinking about it, it does make sense, sure enough, the world is big, and there are so many strange people.

Sometimes, I want to take off my shoes and walk barefoot and, if I'm lucky, feel the pulse of the earth.

The soles of my feet, flesh and blood, will be cut by stones and thorns, and the red liquid will continue to overflow, and I will lift it up, touch it, sticky, hehehe, what can I do?

Yes, God, the distance is always far away, my feet walk on the road, it goes through tribulations, I feel it quietly.

"Eternal Crack" Chapter 20 Wang Zhe talks about his feet is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,

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