Chapter 31: Heart Disorders

Saturday, January 6, 2018

Chen Feng smiled and opened the wooden door of the wooden fence and walked in the direction that the old man beckoned.

"Sit down and talk," Lan Di smiled and looked at Chen Feng, nodded and pointed to the stone bench on the side and said to Chen Feng, "I remember, it seems that more than ninety years ago, a young man who looks very similar to you came to see me."

Chen Feng just sat down, and the old man who heard him say this was extremely stunned, "Ah?"

"Hehe~ If it weren't for that little guy who was a few years older than you when he came, I would have thought you were him. Hehe, it's really like. ”

Looking at the kind old man, Chen Feng hesitated for a while, but still spoke, "That's the case, Senior Landi, the kid came here this time to want your old man to guide me in my swordsmanship practice." ”

"Uh-huh, I know, I know. Until then, I want to talk to you, old man, don't you mind, kid?"

"Old-timers, please. Chen Feng respectfully looked at the old man lying on the rattan chair with half-squinted eyes, and for some reason, he felt extremely kind.

"Little friend, have you ever heard of God?"

"Well, I've heard a lot of myths. Although it was unexpected, Chen Feng still answered the old man's question sincerely.

"Well, myths can be used as well. Do you think there is a god in this world?"

"Well, the kid doesn't know. But the boy didn't believe in God. After a little thought, Chen Feng said his thoughts.

"Yes, there is no God in our world. Why?" Randy looked at the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves of the fig tree, and nodded thoughtfully, "Kid, are you thirsty?"

"Huh?"

"Hehe, I don't have anything here. Just drink a glass of ice water. Hey-" The old man could almost be said to have struggled to straighten up from the rattan chair, his slender body was no longer more than one and a half meters tall, and his white linen robe was slightly wrinkled. His hand pointed lightly at the stone table next to Chen Feng, and when Chen Feng looked in the direction he pointed, he found a glass of ice water on the table.

"This, when is it ......" Chen Feng's pupils slowly dilated, maybe there would be no such astonishment as him if it were another person. His ability to remember convinced him that there was no such thing as this glass of water when he sat down, so when did it come after?

"Hehehe, children, don't worry about this first. In a short period of time, you won't be able to touch this realm, this is what I 'transformed', but I can drink it. It's a pity, old man, that I may only be able to 'conjure' these lifeless things before I enter the earth. ”

Slowly picked up the glass of ice water, the cold touch made Chen Feng feel extremely real, this ......

How is it so familiar?

"Ice Soul Breaker!"

"Hehehe, have you ever seen something like this cup?"

Chen Feng turned his head to look at Lan Di in astonishment, yes, he had indeed seen it. In that duel three years ago, the two ancient swords brought by the young man named Yashigi were made of the same material as the cup in front of him. At the time, he thought it was a space metal he hadn't seen before.

"Ah, I haven't seen that old monster in years. Well, little ones. What problems do you have with swordsmanship?"

The leader finally talked about this problem, and Chen Feng was so excited that he forgot to worry about the cup and ice water. "That's right, Senpai. I've been at the peak of the Sword Master for almost a year, and during that time, I've touched the feeling of the Swordmaster many times, but I've always been pulled back by a strange feeling just about to touch that realm. ”

After listening carefully to Chen Feng's narration, the old man thought for a moment and raised his head to look at Chen Feng. Tremblingly, he raised his right hand and slowly beckoned Chen Feng to come over.

Chen Feng put down the cup in his palm, got up and came to the rattan chair and bowed. Randy's thin index finger tapped lightly on his forehead.

"Alright. ”

"Huh?"

"Go back and sit," Randy said and lay back on his wicker chair, "drink the water." ”

Chen Feng, who returned to his position, took the ice water on the table and drank it down, except for feeling thirst quenching and coolness, he didn't feel anything unusual.

"Swordsmanship, it's also a kind of martial arts cultivation. In the nearly 15,000-year history of human civilization, the birth of martial arts can be traced back to the beginning of antiquity, that is, the first 5,000 years of human civilization. However, the real prosperity of martial arts was only after the arrival of the post-energy era, when human beings burned the divine energy spell into human genes. It was after this that a large number of warriors came into being. Later, after nearly two thousand years or so, human warriors went farther and farther on the road of cultivation. However, the more powerful human beings become, the clearer they will be to discover that there is always an insurmountable obstacle above the limits of human cultivation. At that time, we felt that maybe our cultivation method was wrong, or maybe some people didn't have enough talent, hard work, or opportunities......

When he said this, Lan Di sighed deeply and shook his head slightly, "So some people began to explore new cultivation methods, some people continued to cultivate more diligently, and some people began to rack their brains to find and create various opportunities...... You said that the familiar martial arts, swordsmanship, and the row of cultivation methods that you have not seen were all born in this process. At the beginning, swordsmanship was divided into nine levels, and the emperor was the limit. Later, it was discovered that on the basis of the Sword Emperor, more powerful swordsmanship could be cultivated. So people added a one-star, two-star, and three-star level to the Sword Emperor, and then there was the Sword Master. After the Juggernaut, people got tired of grading them, so they simply called them Juggernaut.

Thus, the era of dividing swordsmanship by the number of sections has come. So there are ten sword masters, eleven stages, and twelve stages...... In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed, and generation after generation of seekers have gone from life to death in the continuous search......" Randy gradually stopped and continued to speak, "Little friend, have you ever heard of the consciousness of ants?"

Chen Feng still had some regrets that when the old man's words were gone, he suddenly heard this question, and he was still a little stunned.

The consciousness of the ants?

"I don't know how big the world is, but ants can live happily and contentedly until they die. And once it realizes how small it is and how wide the world is, it becomes anxious and frightened, and it cannot live forever. In the end, he died in a panic. This story was written by humans to laugh at ants, but this is the problem. ”

"What's the problem?"

"Who, exactly, are the ants?"

When Lan Di asked this sentence, Chen Feng seemed to feel that his consciousness was detached from his body at this moment.

When I looked up, everything in front of me was slowly blurring, dissipating, and disappearing. When the things around him disappeared and the scenery of the eight directions was annihilated, Chen Feng was terrified to find that he could no longer feel even his body except for his consciousness. Looking around in my consciousness, I only saw the blue, green, and red three colors of the misty world, and the chaos seemed to contain thousands of changes, but it was difficult to say any of them. I don't know how long it has been, how long has it been......

Chen Feng woke up suddenly, as if he had had had a dream for thousands of years. His face was white, drenched in cold sweat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of a bleak manner, but it dispersed in the air before splashing on Randy's body. The sturdy body knelt on one knee like this, and when his consciousness became blurred, he vaguely heard "What I have experienced and what I have seen, you have experienced and seen." The rest of the road will be left to you. ”

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In the depths of memory, there is a burial of forgetting.

A life of wisdom, fragile and strong.

Listen, who's crying?

You see, who is in that cage?

Sprout seeds, and grow mindset

With the same excitement and future – the possibilities are endless.

......

Silent darkness, endless distantness

How long has it been in this eternal silence?

......

"Mom, what's wrong with you...... Mother ...... "with a crying childish voice, so helpless, so frightened, like a flame in the night, swaying and extinguishing......

......

There are many helplessness in this world, and there is no way to grasp the passage

It's one of a kind

Waiting in despair to lose,

It's one of a kind

The results have long been known,

But nothing can be changed, which is one of them

......

Bright blood, crystal tears. The vitality that has passed, and the warmth that cannot be returned, are like grains of sand in an hourglass......

"Feng Qi, stop crying. You're a man, you can't shed tears easily!"

......

"For many years after that, I couldn't get a tear out of my eyes. ”

"In fact, there are many times when I am in pain, very sad, very aggrieved, and sad, but I can only express it with hysterical anger."

......

"Feng Qi, mom is about to leave you. In the future, Feng Qi should take good care of himself, so he should take care of you for his mother. Remember to think of your mother often, she will be very happy to know it. No...... Your father, when you see your father in the future, tell him that your mother will always be ...... He. Feng Qi, live strongly, mom loves you......"

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After that, anyone who hurts me. I will make him pay a thousand times the price to pay back. Because, I promised her that I would take good care of myself for her......

Don't forget, even for a minute. I forced myself to write down every minute, every second I was with her...... After that, I don't know, what is forgetting?

......

One last thing, never forgive that man!

It's him, he didn't come back when his mother was about to leave this world, if it weren't for his mother, he wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have left this cold world with despair and regret......

Mom will never forgive him!

......

Wait a minute, I'm not hearing something wrong?

How could it be, I couldn't have heard it wrong.

She hated the man, it must have been.

It can only be like this!!

Yes, it can only be !!

......

"Feng Qi, don't hate your father, when you see your father in the future, tell him that your mother will always love him. Feng Qi, live strongly, mom loves you, don't cry. ”

"Why? You've changed, you don't say that...... You...... How did you...... You're not...... So, then, hate him so much, why love him......

......

Kid, something's going on. You'll get to know it slowly.

Kid, something's going on. There is no need to be so stubborn.

Wake up, kid. Don't hurt your dearest and don't hurt yourself anymore.

Live well, for the sake of those who shed tears for you......