It's not a plain either, but a meadow, but it's a small plain because of its size. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On both sides of the meadow are small groves, where small animals are often infested, and there are only a few small beasts, which are not very dangerous, so the groves have also become a hunting place for many wealthy people.

In the middle of the meadow, Roger was looking at the geese-shaped kite in his hand with a sad face, sighed a few times, and then looked at the swallow-shaped kite flying in the sky, with a look of envy.

Needless to say, the kite in the shape of a wild goose is his, and the kite in the shape of a swallow is Xiaoling's. At this time, the wind is not strong, which is suitable for flying kites, but it does not mean that anyone can fly them, for example, Roger can only hold a kite at this time, with a sad face on his face.

He also knows the skill, that is, when he feels that the wind is right, he holds the string of the kite, runs and looks in the direction of the wind, until he feels that the wind is strong enough, and then stops and slowly releases the string. However, he was depressed that he had clearly done what he was asked to do, but he still couldn't put it down.

"Brother Luo, why don't you play and be alone there in a daze?" Xiao Ling stretched out his head and asked.

"Ahem, I'm thinking, thinking, do you understand?" Roger replied embarrassedly, Xiao Ling didn't know that he couldn't play, but he deliberately asked him like this, which made him feel very embarrassed, and said secretly:

"If I learn, I'll be taller than you!"

"Brother Luo, won't you let it go?" Xiao Ling stared at Roger and smiled.

"Ahem, where, I'll show you!" Roger's face turned red, thinking to himself, how could he lose to a little girl.

With that, he picked up the kite, took the string, and ran in the direction of the wind, thinking to himself, this time he must not fail, he must succeed.

The kite is in his hand, fluttering in the wind, like a real wild goose, flying against the wind, just ...... He still had the thread in his hand and did not release it.

"The wind is strong enough, you can release the line!" Roger said secretly in his heart, the line in his hand slowly let go little by little, and as the kite line was released little by little, the kite rose to the wind and soared freely in the air.

"Haha, it worked!" laughed Roger, delighted. Just when he wanted to show off to Xiao Ling, the kite was like a wild goose with broken wings, planting it directly on the ground and smashing it on the grass.

Roger looked sad and indignant, looked at the kite that died before he left the school, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Every successful person will always experience countless failures before they succeed!" Roger reassures himself.

It was a very serious matter, at least Roger thought so in his heart, and he felt that he should show a sad expression at this moment to pay tribute to the dead kite. But there are always people who don't know how to fit the current atmosphere, seeing Roger's appearance, especially the kite plunging into the grass without hesitation, Xiao Ling laughed on the side, and the laughter seemed to say, Brother Luo, you can't do it!

Roger looked at her with a grudge in his eyes, and then buried his face in the grass, he really didn't have the face to see anyone.

Xiao Ling found a wooden stick, tied the kite string in his hand to the wooden stick, tied it tightly, and then inserted the wooden stick deep into the grass.

After making sure that the kite would not fly away, Xiao Ling raised his steps and slowly walked next to Roger, looking curiously at Roger who buried his head in the grass.

"Brother Luo, are you an ostrich?"

"It's not!"

"If it's not an ostrich, then why are you burying your head in the dirt?"

"Ostriches bury their heads in the sand, so I'm not an ostrich!"

......

"Brother Luo, do you remember the time when you accompanied me to buy clothes?"

"I don't remember. ”

"You know what, I was very serious about saying thank you that day!" Xiao Ling said softly.

Roger was stunned for a moment, is it still serious or not serious to say thanks? He really remembered that Xiao Ling said thank you to him that day, and he was still very strange, why did Xiao Ling thank him? However, what made him happy was that from that day on, Brother Luo's identity began to be determined.

"I have been an orphan since I was a child, without parents, fed up with cold eyes, accustomed to loneliness, and looked down on the cold, until that day, I met Grandpa Sun, and he said, do you want to have a place to live?" Xiao Ling continued to speak.

Roger was silent, what Xiao Ling said, he knew it, he had experienced it all, and he also knew that this kind of life was very painful and lonely. His experience is similar to that of Xiao Ling, he also met Sun Chengxuan, and he also experienced the same words, do you want to have a place to live?

"I followed him to the Fulai Inn, but because of my childhood experience, I didn't dare to communicate with strangers, but I met you again!"

Roger sighed that he was the same as Xiaoling when he first came, but he kept forcing himself not to be alone and to integrate into the big group, so it caused him to chatter in the face of acquaintances.

"Grandpa Sun gave me warmth, and you gave me courage!" Xiao Ling said.

Roger was silent, he didn't know what to say, it wasn't deliberate, he just felt that Xiao Ling was very similar to him, and the inner appearance when he first came was exactly the same as Roger three years ago. He didn't want to let that be a person

"No matter how big the world is, with you, Xiao Ling is not afraid!" Xiao Ling said softly.

"Ahem. "Roger is a little embarrassed, no matter how big the world is, with you, Xiao Ling is not afraid, this is completely nonsense, although Roger thinks he is very powerful, but he is not so powerful.

"Xiao Ling must have a fever!" Roger said secretly, otherwise, with the Xiao Ling in his memory, he wouldn't be talking such nonsense.

"Xiao Ling, why don't we continue to fly kites?" Roger looked up and tried to whisper, he didn't want Xiao Ling to continue talking nonsense.

Xiao Ling nodded, agreed to Roger's proposal, and did not continue. Roger breathed a sigh of relief, but when he picked up the kite, he had a bitter face and looked depressed.

Holding the kite in his hand, he secretly said, "I'm so talented and intelligent that I can even do such a thing as cultivation, let alone a kite?" So he secretly made up his mind that he must conquer the kite.

"Brother Luo, do you know?When flying a kite, you must blend into the wind, feel the wind, let every inch of your body feel the wind, and let the kite in your hand become a part of the wind!" Xiao Ling opened her mouth and looked at Roger, who had never learned to fly a kite, she hoped that her words would help Roger, at least, let Roger learn to fly a kite.

"Merge into the wind, be a part of the wind?" Roger muttered to himself, for some reason, he always had a feeling that he was about to comprehend something, a very magical state, but he couldn't say it, he didn't know what it was.

In the realm of cultivation, there is a realm called epiphany, which means that the cultivator will enter a wonderful state because of a word or an event, so as to comprehend the natural mystery of heaven and earth. The opportunity for this kind of epiphany is rare and unavoidable, and a person may have countless epiphanies in his life, or maybe not once, but if the monk can gain from the epiphany, there will be earth-shaking changes, and the cultivation will not necessarily skyrocket, but the monk's future path will definitely become much easier.

"Almost, almost!" Roger muttered to himself, feeling as if he had caught something, and as if he hadn't.

"The wind, what the hell is the wind?"

The wind is soft, the spring breeze blows through, all things recover, and a hundred flowers compete for beauty;

The wind is rough, and the strong wind blows through the land, destroying all things and destroying life;

But what is wind? It can give life and destroy everything.

In the dark, there seemed to be something missing, Roger kept thinking and having an epiphany, but he kept getting stuck at that step and couldn't get out.

Looking at Roger's appearance in a daze, Xiao Ling felt strange, why was a good person suddenly stunned, was he stupid?

"Brother Luo, are you stupid, if you don't catch the kite again, it will be blown away by the wind later. Now the wind is weak, and it can't be blown away, but when the wind is strong, it will be blown away!" Xiao Ling said loudly.

Roger's body shook, and he seemed to come to his senses and was very excited.

"Yes, I didn't think that giving life is because the wind is small and brings vitality to all things, and destroying all things is because the wind is too strong and brings destruction to all things. ”

"And the essence of wind is not life and destruction, but the flow of air. The movement of air produces wind, and the speed of the flow produces different effects!"

Roger seemed to grasp a point, constantly analyzed, and constantly had an epiphany, the essence of the wind seemed to be in front of him, as if there was no secret, and everything was seen through by him.

Roger didn't know that his cultivation at this time was constantly growing, and the lotus seeds that had not sprouted at this moment began to break through their shells and grow young shoots, and even, the young shoots continued to grow and became seedlings, and around the seedlings, there was a small whirlwind that swirled.

He seems to have broken through from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, and all this has not stopped, he feels the active wind element in the heaven and earth, and even, he can faintly manipulate the wind element for his own use.

Roger was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to be integrated into the heavens and the earth, and the wind elements around him were constantly circling around him. He tried to manipulate the winds, and although it was a little difficult, there were some faint winds that stayed on his feet under his control.

"Haha, this is the wind!" Roger was ecstatic in his heart, his previous cultivation had never made him so happy, after all, whether it was entering the foundation building realm or being able to smash stones, this belonged to the category of mortals. And now being able to control the wind represents a different realm, which is completely a spell, out of the realm of mortals.

Xiao Ling looked at Roger with an excited face on the side, and was even more puzzled, and said secretly, didn't he just remind him to prevent the kite from being blown away, wouldn't he be so happy?

At this time, a vicissitudes of life voice appeared in Roger's mind.

"That's right, I actually had an epiphany of the wind spirit root in the foundation building stage, this son is good!"

Although the voice appeared in Roger's mind, he knew nothing about it, and he couldn't even hear it.