Chapter 382: One Dream and One Life and Death!

Dao Heart!

The more firm the Dao heart, the farther away in the cultivation journey, if the Dao heart is not firm, never set foot on the realm of the Great Dao, and fall on the way to practice.

"Buzz!"

Ling Feng only felt a roar in his head, and then, his whole body felt that he didn't have any strength in his body, as if he was the weakest type of person.

"Go away, go away, this kind of place can be a beggar like you?" Suddenly, a disdainful voice sounded in Ling Feng's ears, like thunder.

"Beggar, am I a beggar?" Ling Feng looked at the gray-clothed little guy in front of him, the disdain, mockery, and even disdain in his eyes, which couldn't help but remind Ling Feng of when he had just entered the Imperial Wind Sect.

Zhang Yu's troubles, the strong Li Xi, and even the invincible blood, those people looked at themselves like this back then.

Now, an ordinary little guy also looked at him so arrogantly, but Ling Feng didn't say anything, and looked at him indifferently, with some indifference in his eyes.

"Let this little brother come over, and I'll invite him to drink. Suddenly, a thick voice came from the restaurant, and I saw a young man in white looking at Ling Feng and smiling kindly.

Ling Feng looked at the young man in white, didn't pay attention to the young man in gray at all, and walked directly towards the young man in white.

"I think the little brother has an extraordinary bearing, he shouldn't be an ordinary person, I don't know what the name of the little brother is?"

"Ling Feng!" Ling Feng drank a glass of wine, then looked at the white-clothed young man and said, "You can ask me to help you complete one thing in the future." ”

A glass of wine, this is love, drinking wine, is to accept love, to accept the love of others, naturally to pay back.

Ling Feng knew that this was an illusion, and he knew very well at this time that he didn't belong here, this was just an illusory world, and it didn't exist at all.

After Ling Feng finished drinking, he left directly, without asking the name of the young man in white, because he naturally felt that it was not necessary.

Gradually, a hundred years passed. Ling Feng had already moved to the mainland, and the young man in white also found Ling Feng.

The young man in white was originally the emperor of the previous dynasty, but in the end, his own dynasty was destroyed, and he asked Ling Feng to help him restore the country and help him destroy the current dynasty.

After another hundred years, Ling Feng helped the young man in white to restore the country successfully, and Ling Feng was even honored as the Duke of the Kingdom of God, but at that time, Ling Feng was gone.

Ling Feng stood on the top of the highest mountain in the world, looking down at the sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's over!" Ling Feng took out an extra long sword in his hand, and then stabbed at him.

After three hundred years of vicissitudes, he finally fulfilled his last promise, and his Dao heart became even stronger, believing that he could end this test.

"Huh!"

When the long sword pierced into his lower abdomen, Ling Feng only felt that the scene in front of him had changed, this time he was a rich man from a country where he was rich, sleeping on a gold brick and jade pillow, wearing silk wings, and eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

However, Ling Feng didn't care about these at all, mortal life was only a hundred years, and in a hundred years, he would donate his wealth to the poor and be loved by thousands of people.

Originally, Ling Feng thought that he had passed the test, but when he woke up, he found that he was a great demon who did all kinds of evil, he was the enemy of the entire cultivation world, and finally died under the punishment of the Heavenly Dao.

Life after life, Ling Feng maintained his Dao Heart in every life, although once he was almost lost in the illusion, at the most critical moment, he still woke up.

In the blink of an eye, 96 million years have passed, and Ling Feng is playing a different role every time, he may be a great devil who does all kinds of evil, he may be the champion of the title of the gold list, he may be the emperor who controls life and death, he may be a general who fights on the battlefield, he may be an unruly swordsman, or even a humble beggar.

Ling Feng had gone through their lives with a heart of understanding every time, and his Dao heart had become more and more determined, but it was not over, because he had not yet gotten out of the test.

"Huh!" The scene changed again, but Ling Feng appeared in a small village, his fist waving in the sun, sweat was already all over his body, but this did not make Ling Feng feel tears.

"Mother, the child will definitely pick you up, you wait, the child will definitely let the entire Shenzhou Continent know that you are the mother. Ling Feng's heart kept shouting, and his fist swung even faster.

"Feng'er, it's time to eat. Suddenly, a muddy sound made Ling Feng's body tremble.

He looked at the burly man with some disbelief in his eyes, the burly man in front of him was none other than Ling Wu, Ling Feng's dead father.

"Father!" Ling Feng stood in front of Ling Wu with a respectful expression.

Looking at Ling Feng's immature little face, Ling Wu's heart couldn't help but ache slightly, he gently stroked Ling Feng's head, and said earnestly: "Feng'er, don't be too desperate, I believe you can take your mother back." ”

Ling Feng smiled, he didn't answer Ling Wu, after eating, Ling Feng saw that his father was still carving the snow falcon alone, he sighed slightly.

"Father, you wait, I will definitely pick up my mother. Ling Feng secretly swore in his heart, cultivating frantically.

In two years, Ling Feng was only sixteen years old, and the sixteen-year-old Ling Feng had already reached the third layer of the Formation Pill, this kind of natural strength had already amazed the entire Great Gang Dynasty, but this was not Ling Feng's most amazing, what he was most amazing was that when he was in the Formation Dan Period, he killed a strong man in the infant stage, which couldn't help but let the entire Great Gang Dynasty know Ling Feng's name.

"Xingjian Diagram Kill!" Qi Qi was extremely shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Bingyao, what is the Demon Star Diagram in your mouth?" Ling Feng looked at Qi Qian and asked with some curiosity.

"Master, where did you get this picture scroll?" Qi Qian looked at Ling Feng with some excitement, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

In ancient times, these were only legendary items, and no one had ever seen the contents of this scroll, which also led to no one knowing whether the Star Atlas really existed

There are many crises in the void, and it is very difficult to build a palace in the void, even if it is a person of extraordinary strength, he does not dare to build a palace in the void.

"What is the realm of the master of this Starry Sky Temple, if you can build a palace in the void, even if you are nameless, overlord and others, you can't build a palace in the void!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

"Master, stand on the Star Atlas, it will take us to the Starry Sky Temple. ”

"This scroll will take us to the Starry Sky Temple?"

"Well, the Astral Atlas is the only way to get to the Starry Sky Sanctuary. ”

"Uh-huh!" Suddenly, a coquettish sound sounded, and a little girl appeared on the Star Atlas. The little girl was wearing a white dress, and her rosy cheeks made her look even more cute.

"Do you want to go to the Starry Sky Temple?" the little girl looked at Ling Feng and Qi Qian, blinked, and asked with a curious expression.

"Are you the painting spirit of the Star Atlas?" Qi Qi was extremely shocked in his heart, looking at the little girl with some disbelief.

"If you want to get the inheritance of the master, you must pass the test left by the master, if you can't pass, you will not have a chance to get the inheritance of the master. The little girl looked at the two of them, and her voice was extremely indifferent.

Ling Feng and Qi Qi couldn't help but be stunned, they looked at the little girl's gaze and were also a little puzzled, and even a little puzzled.

"My name is Shui Mo, and I am the painting spirit of the Star Atlas, and the existence of the Star Atlas is to test whether the monks looking for the Starry Sky Temple are qualified to go to the Starry Sky Temple. Painting Spirit Ink looked at Ling Feng, his tone as indifferent as ice.

When Ling Feng heard the words of the spirit ink painting, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were a little pensive.

The void was already full of dangers, and the test of this Star Atlas didn't know what the crisis was, which couldn't help but make Ling Feng hesitate a little.

"Master, the Starry Sky Sanctuary is the only chance we have to get out of this Endless Void, and the master of the Starry Sky Sanctuary is known as the Sword Saint, the Sage of the Sword!" Qi Qian looked at Ling Feng with a solemn expression.

"Human, now if you want to pass the test left by your master, there is a high chance that you will die, do you accept the test?" looked at Ling Feng indifferently and asked.

"I was put to the test, and I was curious about who the owner of this Starry Sky Temple was, who was able to build his own palace in the Void. Ling Feng looked at the painting spirit ink, and a trace of battle intent burned in his eyes.

The sword should be invincible without fear of crisis!

Kendo, the way of killing, break through in battle, kill in battle, and achieve supreme kendo!

The swordsman has a pure sword heart, has the most pious heart for the sword, is not afraid, and lets the sword in his hand cut out a piece of heaven and earth!

Ling Feng had a burning heart for the sword, the sword was an indispensable part of his life, it had long been integrated into his blood, his soul, and could not be separated.

Looking at Ling Feng, her gaze seemed to be a little surprised, she clearly felt the trace of battle intent in Ling Feng's eyes, the faint sword intent emanating from her body, which gave her a glimmer of hope for Ling Feng, a glimmer of hope that she could pass the test.

If every monk wants to step into a higher realm, he must have a strong heart, if he loses the pursuit of a higher realm, loses his confidence in cultivation, then he will always be a weak person, and he will not have a chance to reach the pinnacle.

The strong should keep fighting, the strong should not be afraid of difficulties, and the strong should experience the tempering of life and death, and look at the sky!

In Ling Feng's eyes, Shui Mo saw the eyes of a strong man, the strong desire for strength, and the yearning for the unknown realm.

At this time, Ling Feng was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, he looked at the ink and said indifferently: "I'm ready, I can start." ”

Ling Feng's words suddenly interrupted the distracted ink painting, which looked at Ling Feng who was ready for everything, nodded, and then said calmly: "In addition to talent all the way to cultivation, you must also have a firm Dao heart, if you don't have a firm Dao heart, he will still surrender to the Heavenly Dao in the end and become a Heavenly Dao lackey!"

Ling Feng was stunned, he seemed to understand what this test would be.