"Where is this?"

As soon as he received a hard finger from the Wild Clan Sage, Lin Feng was about to fall after a heavy blow, and when he was in a daze, he found that he had appeared in a mysterious space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's not the physical body, it's not the soul, it's the consciousness!"

Feeling his own situation, Lin Feng found that he had only entered this space consciously, and he suddenly felt extremely surprised. I don't know how my consciousness came back here.

"Huh?"

Following the path in front of him, after Lin Feng walked a few steps, he saw a vague figure, dressed in white like snow, sitting cross-legged under the Enlightenment Tree, in front of him, a stone table, a pot of tea, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"Could it be that the person in front of you is waiting for you?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised to think that he had just been hit by the desolate saint, and when he saw the white-clothed figure in front of him, Jing didn't think much about it, but walked to the stone table very naturally and sat down peacefully.

"A humble gentleman, gentle as jade. ”

This is Lin Feng's evaluation of the person in front of him, the other party saw that Lin Feng sat down without any politeness, just smiled, didn't care, but personally poured a cup of tea for Lin Feng.

"Horror!"

Although the two are less than three meters apart, they are facing each other. Lin Feng found that no matter what, he couldn't see the other party's eyes clearly.

No, it can't be said that he can't see it, but that as long as he looks away a little, he will no longer have an impression of the person in front of him. Such a situation made him feel weird. At the same time, the other party's every move contains an inexplicable rhyme, and it seems that the whole world is running with the other party's actions.

"See me on the avenue, if it's a dream!"

As if he knew Lin Feng's doubts, the white-clothed young man in front of him smiled, not only to solve Lin Feng's doubts, but also to seem to mean something else, which made him frown.

To be honest, he hates these secretive guys the most, all of them are big black hands hidden behind the scenes, playing with the common people, treating heaven and earth as a chessboard, and all beings as children.

"Who are you, and does it have anything to do with me when I appeared in the Flood World from Earth, or even to the Wizarding Universe?"

Straight to the point, without any sharp edge, Lin Feng asked bluntly.

In the face of Lin Feng's unceremonious questioning, the young man in white did not have any explanation, smiled lightly, poured the tea, made a gesture of please, and motioned for Lin Feng to take a sip of tea.

Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry, he elegantly picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully. Lin Feng stared at him for a long time, and when he saw that it had no effect, he could only give up, take the cup in front of him, and drink all the tea in the period.

Tea is extraordinary, tea is extraordinary, water is extraordinary.

Tea into the throat, like a prosperous spring, washes the whole body. Feeling comfortable from the inside out, this made Lin Feng a little surprised, you must know that they are only manifesting their consciousness now, but they can feel such a situation, which is enough to show that this cup of tea is extraordinary.

Lin Feng asked himself to see extraordinary, but he had never seen such a spiritual tea. You must know that all the treasures of heaven and earth, the treasures of the universe, for monks, can enhance the body, increase mana, increase perception, or increase the soul, etc., basically have not heard of, can increase the consciousness of living beings true spirits.

After drinking a cup of tea, Lin Feng's negative emotions such as anger in his heart were directly extinguished, but when he thought of his experience, he still couldn't mind, his eyes widened, and he stared at the man in white in front of him.

"You seem to be confused now, huh?"

Completely immune to Lin Feng's eye attacks, the young man in white looked at Lin Feng and said softly with a smile that made him feel unpleasant.

"Confused, how can I be confused, isn't this good?"

"Don't digress from the subject, tell me, are you the devil to do all this?"

was asked inexplicably, Lin Feng was a little unhappy, and he didn't give the other party a chance to change the topic at all, and still asked without giving up.

"Aren't you really confused?"

The man in white looked at Lin Feng with some amusement and asked again. There seemed to be an inexplicable magic in his words, which made Lin Feng can't help but think carefully.

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Feng found that he was really confused, eating and sleeping all day long. No, it should be said that it is a cultivation to pick up treasures and abuse trumpets.

As for the purpose of one's own cultivation and why he cultivated, it was not clear at all. In other words, the boat of life has long been lost, and everything is a repetitive act day after day.

"When did this start?"

Lin Feng asked himself, thinking back on his life, it seems that he has never had a clear goal, he always goes with the flow, where does he go?

In the first life, it was an ordinary little white face, no, it was a little white-collar worker who ate and waited for death. I can't find a girlfriend, I can't afford to buy a garage, and I can only live one day at a time. It sounds good to say that it is the moonlight clan, there is wine today and drunk today. To put it mildly, it's simply a rice worm in society.

In the second life, he traveled to the desolate world and became a member of the bottom of the Wu clan. At that time, the fighting spirit and the hard work of cultivation were simply a model for others.

There is no way, the strong in the desolate world are respected, and the weak eat the strong, even in the first strong clan in the desolate wilderness, if there is no strength, the same status is low, and there is not enough to eat. In order to be able to eat enough, in order not to be despised by others, so he practiced very hard, and in a short period of time, he became the star of the young man of the Wu clan, and he was proud of himself.

However, when he became a great witch, he seemed to be a little confused, and at that time he seemed to be standing at the top of the desolation, and the existence of blood shackles made any member of the witch clan feel hopeless. As a result, he began to practice less diligently than before, but as a daily routine.

He doesn't want to be a ruthless immortal who cuts off himself like Taishang, and he doesn't want to become a god and demon who sees the common people as ants. Therefore, he can only keep entertaining himself and doing things that are incomprehensible or even ridiculous to other strong people.

"Others laugh at me for being crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through it!"

has been comforting himself like this, and gradually he has slowly distanced himself from other immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons, and even the strong people of the Wu clan, and indulged in self, which is not his own confusion.

Doubt yourself, doubt your life, and even doubt the meaning of existence.

At that time, he finally understood why so many immortals had sealed themselves for reincarnation. Because in these long years, they are tired of it and want to take a good rest.

His own pride does not allow him to be like other immortals, and the identity of the same witch clan is also destined that he cannot be reincarnated to play trumpet like other monks.

The Lich War, isn't it the way he wants to kill himself. Familiar with the myths and legends of the Flood Desolation, how could he not know the final result of the Lich War, if it weren't for this, he would have chosen a garrison mission a long time ago to avoid the decisive battle between heaven and earth.

Even when Tianwu Wuzu wanted to transfer him to the Netherworld to garrison, he directly rejected it. Now that I think about it, I really died, and I wonder if I was kicked in the head by a donkey, so I will find my own death.

After the final fall, I drove to the wizarding universe, and even came to the novice village at the full level, and I didn't even feel interesting about the basic abuse. I just made a rough boss plan for myself. After tinkering with the east and manipulating the west, even I feel that the Tao is not ordinary boring.

After the appearance of the Wild Clan, he found some fun, but it was nothing more than that, and he didn't really care about it at all.

I've always been getting stronger for the sake of becoming stronger, taking one step at a time, and I haven't even thought about why I'm cultivating.

Revenge, don't be joking, don't say that there are no enemies, even if there are enemies, they are far away in the desolate world, and they can't reach it at all.

Guarding, it's even more impossible, in this wizarding universe, he really hasn't found anything worth protecting.

Challenge, he is not a battle maniac, this is also not true.

Therefore, after thinking about it, he really found that he was quite confused, and he didn't know what the purpose of his cultivation was.

"What is the purpose of your practice?"

Lin Feng, who couldn't find an answer, suddenly opened his mouth and asked the man in white.