"Wait. ”

Feng Ran stopped him, Mo Bai paused, and slowly turned around.

"Senior brother, is there anything else you need?" he asked nervously.

Feng Ran carefully looked at the young man under the bookshelf, young, immature, and immature, just like the previous person.

"You," Feng Ran stared at him and said slowly, "Do you feel that you are weak?" ”

"Uh. I didn't expect Feng Ran to suddenly say this, and Mo Bai was stunned for a moment.

"I... That..."Mo Bai opened his mouth, completely unsure of what to say.

He wanted to refute, but...

In the end, he remembered his cultivation, so he had to be helplessly silent.

"Don't get me wrong," Feng Ran rolled up the mystery in his hand and said casually, "I'm asking if you think you're weak." ”

"Myself?" Mo Bai was stunned.

Then he thought about it for a long time before he said bitterly, "Yes." ”

"Then why?" asked Feng Ran, narrowing her eyes.

"Why?" Mo Bai was in a trance, and then smiled bitterly: "My talent is not good, what others can see when they see it, I need to look at it several times, and my comprehension is not strong, and my mystical cultivation is slow, and my qualifications are average, and I don't have any special physique." ”

"And then?" After he finished speaking, Feng Ran asked again.

"And then?" Mo Bai wondered, and then, what else do you need then, isn't that enough?

"It seems that you still don't understand," Feng Ran changed his posture and leaned against the stone wall, looking at him with a smile and saying, "What you said may be true, but the reason why you are weak is because you yourself feel weak." ”

"If the heart is not strong, how can you talk about anything else?"

Feng Ran said with a faint smile, Mo Bai looked at him stunned.

Feng Ran's words were like a sharp thorn piercing his heart, this kind of statement, in Mo Bai's opinion, was just a casual talk that was high up and had nothing to do with himself.

It's just a pity for my weakness and a random evaluation.

It turns out that he is also such a person.

After a long time, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth, as if he was suppressing something, and said, "Senior brother, are you kidding?"

Feng Ran still looked like he was smiling: "How can you see it?"

"The reason I'm weak is because I feel weak?

Mo Bai raised his head, and shouted at Feng Ran with an unwilling look on his face: "How can it be so simple!"

"The difference in talent, the strength of comprehension! How can these be summed up by your simple words!"

"Cultivation, mystical skills, elixirs, experience, skills, and guidance from famous teachers, how can these things be something I can have if I think about it myself!"

It was as if the valve that controlled his emotions had broken all at once, and the emotions that had been suppressed all this time poured out like a tide!

The anxiety of cultivating for the slow entry of the country, the unwillingness to be bullied, the bitterness of the Yiren staying away, the anger of their own powerlessness...

Sadness, roar, grievance, depression, all kinds of things are intertwined in Mo Bai's body at this moment.

Who can understand the feeling of being powerless?!?

He kept giving examples to prove that things were by no means as simple as Feng Ran said.

"Senior brother, of course people like you won't understand! You have talent, qualifications, and understanding, how can you understand the situation of a person like me!"

He shouted like a child who had been poked in the wound.

"Finished?" Feng Ran still looked like he was smiling.

In fact, Mo Bai is right, the level of strength is determined by many factors, whether it is the level of cultivation, or the quality of the mystical skills, or the amount of elixir assistance, or the ability of combat experience and skills, as well as the talent and understanding he said.

These are all true, but there is one missing, which is what Feng Ran said,

Mood.

"So you think you're weak, not as good as others?" Feng Ran still asked.

Mo Bai was silent, and the book in his hand was held hard.

"Do you have someone you envy, do you have someone you hate, do you have someone you admire, do you have someone you want to defeat?"

"Is there one thing you want to do?"

Feng Ran continued to provoke Mo Bai's feelings, and for a while, the figures of Ling Zhan, Liu Ye'er, and those Lingxuan disciples appeared in Mo Bai's mind together.

"Always define yourself as a weakling, always envy others, look up to others, and chase others?"

"Have you ever thought about it, a very simple truth" Feng Ran said with a faint smile, as if smiling and talking about interesting topics with friends.

There was a hint of mockery on his face that he didn't know who he was looking at: "Why?"

Mo Bai listened to it with anger and unwillingness, and silently recited these three words in his heart: "Why?"

"Why are others ahead of you, why are others better than you, better than you?

Feng Ran chuckled: "Heh, if you always define yourself as a weakling, you will have such an idea, and there is a very simple way to solve it."

Feng Ran looked at him, and there were some thin teenagers under the bookshelf, and said softly:

"As long as you feel like you're strong. ”

"You have never believed in yourself in your heart as you believe in the truth of all things, how do you know that you are not gifted?"

"As long as you feel that you are not losing to others at all, you will not feel that you are inferior to others in any place, and you can be like a rock. ”

"If you want to be strong, you must first be strong, don't you yearn for the outside world?"

"Don't you want to swim with a sword and indulge in the rivers and lakes?"

Mo Bai thought about Feng Ran's words blankly, his face was still a little tearful because of the unwillingness and angry shout just now, and his heart was strong? He suddenly remembered the cold figure who didn't like to talk.

If I could be as strong as Brother Ling, maybe I wouldn't be like this?

Feng Ran looked at him with a chuckle, talent and comprehension are actually a very mysterious thing, sometimes you think you can do it, often you really do it, but if you feel that you can't do it in your heart, you may really not be able to.

The very simple truth also applies to a person's natural understanding, and the same is true for comprehension, which is related to various factors such as self-confidence and enthusiasm.

Excluding the talented and demonic, the vast majority of people do not have an absolute gap.

From the moment they met, Feng Ran discovered a fundamental problem with him.

Some teenagers cringe, some unconfident.

That's why Feng Ran said such a thing, breaking the shackles in his heart and releasing the emotions in his heart, before he said this truth.

After all, a person who defines himself as a weak person will never be able to become a strong person.

"Got it?"

Mo Bai looked at him blankly, suddenly bit his lip, and controlled his tears to prevent him from staying.

Countless grievances and bitterness surged together.

He is extremely eager to have strong strength and not be bullied by others! He can no longer look at others with envy and powerlessness!

You can stand in front of that woman with your head held high! You can protect her! But you can protect her!

You can go to the outside world!

You can go on a free trip!

"Do you want to get stronger?"

Mo Bai suddenly raised his head in shock, he couldn't believe what he had heard, suddenly, he bent down, and the tears finally couldn't hold back and came out wantonly!

He bowed in pleading, and his words were choked:

"Yes!"

"Senior brother, I want to become stronger!"

Feng Ran looked at him in a trance.

"Master, I want to be stronger!"

A similar sentence seemed to sound in his ears again, making Feng Ran a little confused.

A long time ago, there was also a young man by Feng Ran's side, not like Mo Bai who was timid and cowering, that young man always had a sunny and enthusiastic look, and he was very interested in everything.

His talent is far beyond ordinary people, and he has the prototype of free and heroic at a young age.

Until one day, he also told Feng Ran that he wanted to become stronger and wanted to go to the outside world.

Feng Ran muttered to himself:

"It's a bit like you, Tianya. ”