Chapter 228: Cultivation (Subscription Requested)
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The scorching red flame on the body of the knife, as well as the instant combustion characteristic, there is nothing else except Zhao Kun's black flame knife, and it can be recognized at a glance with the old man's knowledge.
However, at the moment, His Royal Highness the Prince's crazy appearance does not look like a normal knife practitioner, "You kid is crazy." The old man said this, standing on a tree, and leaped to his feet before the fire reached his feet.
Soaring in the air, the old man under the moonlight was covered with a layer of silver light, like a fairy under the moon, opened his hands, his wide sleeved robe hung low, and slowly opened his mouth.
I only heard a dashing sword roar coming from the old man's mouth, and the sword roar was endless, covering the entire mountain top.
At this moment, with the old man as the top and the mountain top as the bottom, the air in the middle seemed to be infinitely compressed by the sound waves, and the moon in the sky, the old man with white hair, the burning trees, the grass and the young man in the red robe with the knife were frozen into a painting.
At this forbidden moment, the painting of the raging fire, as if it was constantly erased, from far and near began to disappear little by little, and finally disappeared, the picture is so strange, if it were not for the blackened grass and trees that still exist, no one would have believed that this place was still burning with flames in the sky.
The fire went out, and the old man flew down, landing on the side of His Royal Highness the Prince, who was still wielding a knife.
"Fortunately, your kid met my old man, otherwise who would save you in this barren mountain and wilderness. The old man said this, and pointed like a sword on Yuan Kong's body.
With the movement of the old man's hand, the knife wielded by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finally slowed down until it stopped, and then he collapsed to the ground with a muffled grunt, and opened his eyes very tiredly, and what came into his eyes was a head full of white hair, with his chest open, and his belt cross-slung to squatting on the ground without any image.
"Haha, boy, you owe me another drink. Watching His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wake up, the old man said with a smile.
"I'm ......" Obviously, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't know what had just happened, and he only felt weak.
"You're going crazy, lucky old man. As the old man spoke, he suddenly felt that it was too tiring to talk to this kid lying on the ground, so he simply lay down himself, lay on Yuankong's side, turned his head sideways and continued to Yuankong: "There is a big problem with your kid's body, if I expected it to be true, you were in the Fan Cage Realm before." โ
"Yes. His Royal Highness the Prince, who wanted to say more, found that he was tired of talking at this time, so he had to be gracious, which was regarded as agreeing with the old man's statement.
"Then it's no wonder. As he spoke, he sighed and admired: "Your situation is also strange, you don't belong to Fan Cage or Xuanyuan now, I can't say what's going on, you have to figure it out yourself." โ
Hearing this, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince opened his mouth wide, in disbelief, what does it mean that it does not belong to Fan Cage nor Xuanyuan, what is this situation, the matter is too complicated, even if you don't want to speak, you have to say it, and asked with a wry smile: "Then am I in the middle of Fan Cage and Xuanyuan?"
"Well, it's almost fair to say, if there is still a realm in this innate, I can give you a name for this state. When the old man who was originally groaning said this, he suddenly said with great interest: "Haha, or you say, you are called Xuanfan Realm, or Yuancage Realm." โ
Before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince refused, the old man himself denied it again: "It's not right, you can only be regarded as a special case, but you can't set up another realm, and you can't go up or down, it's hard to say whether you can break through." โ
Suddenly, the old man lay on his side again, supported his head with one hand, patted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on the chest with the other and said, "Of course, you don't have to be discouraged, this practice is constantly exploring, and there are still many questions that have not been concluded. โ
Okay, all the things that should be said and not said are all said by the old man, and at the end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also beaten, and I have to say that every time the old man shoots someone, it really hurts.
Then the old man said again: "But I think your kid's talent is really poor, the cultivation is the first talent, and everything else is in vain without talent." โ
Cultivating the first talent, it is not the first time that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has heard this sentence, but he has always felt that since he can break through the acquired and enter the innate nature, this talent should still be good.
Don't be a little unconvinced at the moment, but the old man understood that he didn't believe it, so he said: "Hey, don't believe it, you kid, this is proved by countless facts, whether it is the sword saint Ye Xuan of the One Sword Sect five hundred years ago, or the sage chanting master of Wanfa Temple today, the former is a natural sword heart, and the latter is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, reading the scriptures and stepping into this saint realm, which is not a gifted person." โ
"If you want to say that there are people who practice hard and make progress, there are still people, but they are still people who have good talent and can cross the threshold of the day after tomorrow, but there is no one who can be so profound in the end. โ
Saying that, the old man looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and said mercilessly: "You kid is probably like this." โ
The boy's dream since he was a child seems to have been broken at this moment, the dream of listening to stories in his grandmother's arms since he was a child, listening to the stories of the masters of the extreme list downstairs in the world, dreaming that he could one day become a master of splitting mountains with a straight knife, and the dream of a real battle with the people on the extreme list was broken at this moment.
"You talk nonsense. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't know where he got the strength, and roared out of his chest, and then said as if to convince himself and the old man: "In this way, people who have no talent in this world will be stopped outside that threshold no matter how hard they try?"
"Yes, no matter how hard you work without talent, it's in vain. Facing the roar of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the old man did not get angry, but said indifferently.
"Then nine times out of ten, people in this world don't need to practice. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince continued.
"Joke, why do everyone in the world want to practice, do you think everyone wants to practice?"
The old man sneered and continued: "Some people have thousands of dollars in their pockets, they can enjoy the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, marry a wife and have children, and people still feel extremely happy when they live for decades, can you envy your cultivators?
As he spoke, the old man seemed to feel extremely sad and said: "Look at these people, how can I be the second on the top of the list like the old man, and I have to rack my brains when I drink wine." As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes, as if tears were about to fall, and said, "By the way, you still owe me two drinks, don't forget." โ