"Brother?"

Seeing Lin Ming looking at the wine glass and silent, Jiang Boyun couldn't help but ask.

Lin Ming raised his head, looked at Jiang Boyun, and said, "Thank you......"

Jiang Boyun was stunned, he didn't know what Lin Ming was thanking, but it didn't matter, he smiled heartily: "I fell in love with my brother, and I won't get drunk today!"

At this time, Jiang Lanjian also echoed: "Haha, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Jiang Boyun looked at Lin Ming and suddenly said, "To be honest, Brother Tai is very much like an old man in Xia, so I invited Brother Tai to drink." ”

"Oh......"

Lin Ming was silent and didn't say much.

"Brother Tai is really special. Jiang Boyun was slightly stunned, ordinary people often ask what kind of person it was, but the masked man in front of him was just a faint "oh" word.

Jiang Boyun drank the wine in his cup and remembered the duel in Qixuan Valley more than one hundred and thirty years ago, and the battle with Lin Ming was the most unforgettable battle in his life.

He sighed in his heart and said: "You and my old friend are indeed similar, but in fact, you are not as persevering as him, but like an old man in the twilight, but you also have a little more weight because of this......

"The old friend...... I once followed in his footsteps, but I was getting far away, and finally I couldn't see him. Now, he should have embarked on the path of pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, that was his dream......"

"Is it the peak of martial arts...... Lin Ming said faintly, his eyes were a little confused, "What is the peak of martial arts?"

He seemed to be asking Jiang Boyun and himself.

Actually, all these years. Lin Ming had already become suspicious of the peak of martial arts.

Since ancient times, I don't know how many people have excelled, and they are all pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts.

Shengmei will do whatever it takes to achieve the pinnacle of martial arts, Shenmeng strives diligently for the pinnacle of martial arts, and the Holy Emperor of Creation does not hesitate to merge with the abyss demon for the pinnacle of martial arts......

But where can they go?

Don't say that they, even if they are the masters of the Shura Road and the creators of the Holy Scriptures, they ...... Have you reached the pinnacle of martial arts?

Jiang Boyun said: "What is the peak." I don't know. But I think people call the highest peak in a group of high mountains, the peak. Then count it. I'm in Sword Mountain. It's also the pinnacle. ”

Lin Ming shook his head, "Sword Mountain...... Inadequate. ”

"Yes, not enough! I climbed to the top of Sword Mountain. You can overlook a country, but overlooking the world, it is far from enough, in this world, there are endless peaks, but there is always a peak, it is the highest, the higher the peak, the more difficult it is to climb, but this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that you don't know where the mountain is. ”

Lin Ming remained silent, staring at the wine glass, perhaps he already knew where this mountain was......

The three major divine objects in the universe, the way of essence and spirit, the fusion of the "Holy Scripture" of the universe of cultivating the body and the "Book of Heaven" of cultivating the universe of heaven and earth......

Is this the pinnacle?

Lin Ming couldn't be sure, but he knew that the reincarnation sword path that Jiang Boyun had used before, his dual sword technique, was nothing compared to the three realms of essence and spirit and the universe of heaven, earth and man.

Even if Jiang Boyun went to the extreme on his way, that is, the height of Sword Mountain.

"Will you keep looking for it?" Lin Ming suddenly asked Jiang Boyun.

"Why not?" Jiang Boyun laughed, filling his wine glass. "I'm going to keep looking, I know, my vision is limited, I may never find it, but I'm still going to keep climbing, I don't really need to climb the highest peak in the world, I just need to climb, the highest peak I can see!"

"Because when I climb a peak, my horizons are broadened, and I see where the higher peaks are, and I climb down again, and I climb the new peaks I have found, and keep repeating ......"

"Does it make sense?"

Lin Ming asked.

He knows that the life of a warrior is so short, and if he takes detours again and again, then he will only exhaust his youth.

"Yes. Jiang Boyun nodded solemnly and drank the wine in the cup. "Even if I've been climbing all my life, even if I'm so small that I'll never see where that extreme mountain is, at least ...... I can keep surpassing myself and beating myself. ”

Defeat yourself?

At that moment, Lin Ming's heart was shocked, as if his heart was touched by something.

Defeat yourself...... The biggest enemy in life is actually yourself.

Jiang Boyun is destined not to set foot on the peak of martial arts in this life, but he still pursues it, because every time he climbs a new mountain, he defeats his former self.

Sometimes, a person, even if he knows that he can't do something, will rush into it without hesitation.

Moths to fire, isn't that?

Lin Ming was silent, chewing on these feelings in his heart, and remained silent for a long time.

He once said that he would like to be a moth to a fire.

However, people, after all, are not moths.

There are people who are willing to be moths to fight fires, but in fact, after all, when they rush into the flames without hesitation, they can still see hope.

In the past, Lin Ming was the same.

He said he wanted to be a moth to put out the fire, and he did, and he did, and he succeeded.

However, moths are not going to succeed.

They rush into the flames and face death.

When there is really no hope, when the real flames are in front of you, how many people dare to rush in?

"Drink again!"

Jiang Boyun's words interrupted Lin Ming's contemplation, and Lin Ming drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Cup after cup, the thousand-year-old fog flower wine was drunk.

Then they changed to new wine, and they didn't know how many jars they drank.

None of the three of them were drunk, but today, they were drunk.

When a person is drunk, he is confused.

People are born, grass people are rushing for their livelihoods, high-ranking officials and nobles are intriguing for their careers, ordinary warriors are fighting for life and death to reach a higher realm, and the race Tianzun True God is the continuation of the race and the road of common life......

has fought all his life, but it is rare to be confused......

Taste spicy and mellow fragrance, and realize the mystery when you are confused.

This is the artistic conception of wine, but also the artistic conception of life......

Lin Ming didn't know how many times he drank the wine in the cup. Until all three were drunk, and they lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

This night, Lin Ming slept very deeply.

He hadn't slept like this in years.

Don't worry about the Terran catastrophe, don't worry about being hunted down by the true gods, don't worry about the fire of your soul that has faded.

It's rare to indulge, it's rare to be confused......

......

When I woke up from a dream, it was late at night.

Jiang Boyun and Jiang Lanjian were still sleeping, on the wine table. The wine glass is in disarray. Beside them, there were seven or eight empty jars of wine.

Lin Ming watched silently for a while and stood up.

And at this time, Jiang Boyun also woke up.

"Going?"

Jiang Boyun looked at Lin Ming. Lin Ming nodded lightly.

"Where?"

Lin Ming was silent. "Go to another place......"

He had a hunch. This should be the last time he and Jiang Boyun will meet, "What about you?"

Jiang Boyun smiled, "I'm supposed to be looking for ...... Another higher pinnacle ......"

......

Lin Ming left. Jianshan and his party gave him an inexplicable feeling.

Although during this period, he did not study the exercises, did not go to the Heavenly Dao, and did not meditate and cultivate, but Lin Ming knew that in fact, his soul had been baptized like never before.

If the fire of his soul is still strong, then this realization will be unimaginable for his future achievements.

It's just that he still hasn't found a way to recover his original soul power......

He crossed the Sword Mountain, crossed the vast wilderness, and came to the Heavenly Fortune Country.

The country of heavenly fortune is the place where he was born and raised.

It carries so many memories for him.

Lin Ming stood on a high mountain, overlooking the country, in the vast universe, this small country was too small, a grain of sand in the desert was not enough to describe.

However, it carries too many memories of Lin Ming......

His perception spread, easily covering the entire land.

He found Qingsang City, the city he grew up in.

In the past, Qingsang City was just a small city, the city's walls were only two zhang high, and the population was less than 100,000.

However, now, Qingsang City has surpassed the imperial city of Tianyun City and has become the largest metropolis of Tianyun Kingdom.

The city is extremely bustling, with wide streets and bustling crowds.

Such earth-shaking changes are naturally because of Lin Ming, Lin Ming came out of this city and is a mythical figure in Qingsang City, because of this, this city, I don't know how many warriors pour in every year, these warriors, have a lot of wealth, so it has also contributed to the prosperity of Qingsang City.

At the gate of Qingsang City, there are three rock sculptures three feet high.

The one in the middle is carved by Lin Ming, and Lin Ming in the sculpture is holding a spear and pointing straight to the sky.

Behind Lin Ming, the other two sculptures carved two peerless women, like dust fairies, they were Mu Qianyu and Qin Xingxuan.

These three sculptures are worshiped by many people every year.

Lin Ming stood at the gate of the city and stopped for a long time.

Finally, he stepped into the city.

There was a bustling crowd of people, including scholars, warriors, beggars, actors, maids, sedan chair men, and ......

"Come, take a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, break a big stone on your chest, put a water tank on your head, hold a money field for those who have money, and hold a personal field for those who don't have money!" A sturdy man with a bare body clenched his fists at everyone.

"Feng Shui fortune telling, if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have ......" There are fortune tellers, who set up stalls to tell fortunes.

Lin Ming listened to these noisy sounds, and slowly, became a member of the crowd, he was inconspicuous, and only the mask on his face made the people on the street occasionally notice him.

Luxurious carriages, everywhere, exquisite sedan chairs, one after another.

Some people rode high-headed horses at the gate of the city, and some people sat on the ground in ragged clothes and a straw mat.

"Selling baked cakes, newly out of the pot of big baked cakes, two pennies a piece, fragrant and fragrant, the ancestors made secretly, this is the only one, little brother, let's have one?"

Lin Ming walked across a stone bridge, and a lady who sold baked cakes sold baked cakes to Lin Ming.

Lin Ming turned his head to look, and saw that this lady was wrapped in a headscarf, her complexion was red from the sun, her face was weathered, she was wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, and under her feet was a pair of old cloth shoes that she had accepted.

At this time, she was wrapping a baked cake in paper, and her hand holding the baked cake was full of calluses.

Lin Ming looked at this eldest lady, and suddenly felt a sour nose, he touched his body, but there were no copper coins, not even gold and silver.

The things of his Sumeru precepts can't be taken out, and any one of them, falling in the mortal world, can cause a catastrophe.

So, he shook his head.

The woman was stunned, she looked at Lin Ming's clothes, she didn't look like a poor person, but she was penniless, I was afraid that she forgot to bring money.

She smiled and said, "Little brother forgot to bring money, right? It's noon, and I haven't eaten yet, so let's have one, don't need money." ”

The woman wrapped the baked cake with paper and stuffed it into Lin Ming's hand.

Lin Ming took the baked cake and stood there stunned, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

Back then, when Lin Ming was a child, his family was not good or bad, his parents set up a restaurant for his family, and every year he took some money, and his mother gave him change, Lin Ming often came to the street to buy baked cakes and sugar gourds.

Lin Ming held the baked cake in both hands, slowly brought the baked cake to his mouth, and took a bite.

Soft taste with a characteristic grain aroma.

The taste has not changed, it is exactly the same as it was more than 100 years ago.

Become...... Just the one who eats the pancakes......

Lin Ming took a bite and chewed carefully.

This is a food unique to mortals, I don't know how many years, Lin Ming eats all natural treasures, just a little bit, mortals can't afford it with all their national strength, but ...... It seems that there is no natural treasure that can compare to the baked cake that Lin Ming ate today.

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

The woman who sold the baked cakes had tears in her eyes when she saw Lin Ming eating the baked cakes, and she was a little panicked, "Is the cake not delicious?" Or did you ......have an awkward relationship with the family and ran away?"

"No...... Thank you, auntie......"

Lin Ming shook his head, saluted respectfully, and then turned around and left......

Lin Ming walked step by step, and along the way, he saw many dignitaries, looking at the son on a horse, and the young lady sitting on a delicate son.

He also saw more poor people, prostitutes selling for a living in front of the Qinglou, and beggars begging along the streets.

Life is less than a hundred years, Shaohua is white-headed, I don't know how many births, old age, sickness and death, prosperity and suffering.

Lin Ming also saw these when he was a child, but he never really realized it.

Martial arts cultivating the Heavenly Dao is a kind of understanding.

Entering the WTO to experience the mortal dust is also a kind of understanding.

However, there are too many people who have comprehended the way of heaven, and there are very few people who have seen through the mortal dust......

Martial artists stand too high, and there is a barrier between them and ordinary people, and they can't understand the ups and downs of mortals at all.

Unconsciously, Lin Ming walked to the very center of Qingsang City, which was the location of the Lin family.

In the past hundred years, because of Lin Ming, the Lin family has become the number one mortal family in the Heavenly Fortune Country, and even in the entire Southern Heaven Domain.

Even the royal family of a big country is not as prominent as the Lin family.

No matter who it is or what force it is, they dare not provoke the Lin family.

When Lin Ming took his parents away from the Lin family, he had already broken the cause and effect with the Lin family, and today, Lin Ming returned to the Lin family, just silently stopping in front of the Lin family's house.

For a whole hour, Lin Ming saw many dignitaries and nobles entering and leaving the Lin family, all of them respectful and respectful, and they didn't dare to make a mistake.

I also saw the disciples of the Lin family performing martial arts in the school field, and the fight was very intense.

The contemporary head of the Lin family seems to be a master, and he understands that only his own strength is the most important.

Lin Ming looked at these silently, and left silently, from beginning to end, he did not enter the Lin family's house.

Life and death are fateful, wealth and impermanence, the Lin family should be able to have thousands of years of prosperity, but in this world, there is no eternal wealth.

Maybe in the future, such a big family will be ruined again and return to ordinary......

In Lin Ming's view, this is a natural reincarnation and does not need to be changed......

After reading this chapter, the chapter about Jiang Boyun can be turned to the front, combined with "Chapter 272, The Protagonist of the Times", Jiang Boyun at that time, compared with Jiang Boyun now, I feel more three-dimensional. These plots are an important spiritual nirvana on the protagonist's martial arts path, and they are also indispensable transitions to the plot.

I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival, this chapter is more than 4,000 words, and this chapter is for today.

...... (To be continued......)