The reed flowers are in full bloom, layer by layer, like waves rolling a thousand layers of snow, which is beautiful. Different from the reed flowers that Zhaoming has seen, the reed flowers here are exceptionally white, without a trace of gray, and when the flowers bloom, all the leaves fall, and the whole branch only has cotton wool-like flowers and no other flowers, which is even more beautiful.

What's even more different is that the reed flowers here are in full bloom, and there are bursts of fragrance, such as orchid and musk, light and quiet. It is as if an invisible silk scarf stirs up the smoke, gently flying above this sea of reeds, which makes people feel intoxicated.

Waiting for two months without seeing the figure of the fairy woman, Zhaoming couldn't help but be a little impetuous, seeing this sea of flowers at this moment, smelling the fragrance of flowers, the floating mood calmed down for no reason.

It was as if a gust of autumn wind was blowing in my heart, sweeping away all my worries like fallen leaves, and there was nothing left.

Intoxicated, he could hardly extricate himself, and after a long time, Zhaoming gradually came back to his senses.

What a sea of reed flowers, Zhaoming sighed in his heart. His mental strength is not bad, but he can make himself so distracted, which shows the stakes. If there is still a potential danger in this sea of flowers, I am afraid that a moment just now is enough to kill.

But since there is no danger, such a sea of flowers will become an indelible picture in my heart.

The place where the immortal woman can stop is really extraordinary, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, unconsciously, Zhaoming actually had the idea of living in seclusion here.

"Watch the stars of the universe disillusioned, walk through heaven and earth, and set foot on the top of Mount Meru. Ambitious, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, waiting to be displayed, but also looking forward to a quiet life, away from disputes, sitting and watching the tide rise and fall, the clouds roll up. ”

This is a contradictory heart, and it is also a difficult trip. How to choose a path between prosperity and tranquility that does not lead others will surely be a dilemma in your life. ”

The bitter monk's words suddenly remembered in his heart. Let Zhaoming's breath stagnate violently.

Thinking back to what this powerful bald man said that day, King Shangyang was speechless to refute, and Shura felt a sense of annoyance and anger, but what he said to himself was confusing.

But at this moment, Zhaoming suddenly had a feeling. I felt as if I had returned to that illusion and stood on top of that mountain.

I hope to find the Demon Emperor, so that the Demon Clan can return to the Honghuang Continent as a strong man, and reproduce the prosperity of the Demon Clan. Attacking the Wu clan, avenging relatives and friends, and Ah Cao, I feel excited when I think about it, maybe this is the ambition that the bitter monk said.

It's just that while holding such thoughts, I yearn for the current life away from the whirlpool of the world and the cultivation disputes. Whether it's in the White Pear Cliff or in front of Luhua Island. All of them made Zhaoming feel an unprecedented relaxation, a sense of releasing his mind and wanting to blend with the whole heaven and earth, which was very comfortable.

And the contradictory heart that the bitter monk said, Zhaoming also really realized it at this moment.

If the Demon Emperor can be found, the Flood Desolate Continent will definitely make waves again. The rise and fall of a race does not happen overnight. When the time comes, there will inevitably be bloody storms, corpses everywhere, and the whole world will be in turmoil.

There are no eggs under the nest, and the flood is in chaos. I am afraid that there is no real place of tranquility in the whole world.

Ah Cao's revenge cannot be avenged, and his hatred for the Wu clan cannot be incomprehensible. But too many troubled things are not what I want.

Which kind of life is what he really wants, Zhaoming suddenly finds that he really can't judge. Ambivalence is inevitable.

As the bitter monk said, how to choose a path between prosperity and tranquility that does not mislead others and oneself will be the most difficult thing for oneself to solve.

No longer obsessed with the scenery in front of him, Zhaoming sat down cross-legged. Try to think about this in your mind, hoping to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

Baili Cliff and Luhua Island kept flashing in my mind, and Wudao and Tianji Ridge also kept appearing in my mind. The two collided like two gigantic peaks, intent on shattering each other, but they were the same. There is simply no way to defeat the other side.

The impact of the mind is like a huge whirlpool swirling in the heart, and it is difficult to determine itself.

The annoyance like gravel poured down, and in an instant turned into snowflakes in the sky, and under a huge pear tree, a woman dressed in white like snow gently shook off the pear blossom tree.

After a long time, a qiē and a qiē shattered in his mind, disappearing bit by bit, and Zhaoming finally opened his eyes.

One has to do it, the other wants it in his heart, how to get both, Zhaoming can't find the answer.

It is rumored that after the cultivation reaches a certain level, it is no longer possible to improve the level of true qi alone, and it also depends on the realization of the state of mind, I am afraid that it will be the same as in front of me. His realm is not enough, if it weren't for the words of the bitter monk, he wouldn't even be able to see such a contradiction in his heart.

It's just that even if I see the problem, the realm is not enough, so I can't think of how to solve it, so I can only look at it as I go.

The flowers have begun to fall, one after another, like heavy snowfall, many reed stalks have begun to bear small seeds, maybe in a few days, all the reeds here will disappear. The full seed, with her beauty and hope, falls into the soil and begins the next cycle of life.

Glancing at the sky around him, Zhaoming sighed, the immortal woman did not appear, and there was no shadow.

Maybe the other party took a look at it here during his own meditation and left in a hurry, but his intuition told him that it was not the case, but that the other party did not come.

With the character of that little goddess, she shouldn't have missed the beautiful scenery here, but why didn't it appear?

For some reason, Zhaoming suddenly felt an indescribable nervousness, as if he was worried about Ah Cao.

Although the immortal woman has vast magical powers and strange magical skills, after all, she is only in the realm of immortals, even if the Heavenly Immortal Monk can't help her, but the Xuan Immortal is a Golden Immortal Monk I'm afraid it is not something she can deal with.

Just as the disciple of the Nanyu Sect in Baili Cliff said, the little goddess may not be amazing, but she is also quite beautiful, and she also has an indescribable delicate temperament, which is unforgettable.

If some monks were to see her, they would really take action. Thinking about the words and deeds of those disciples of the Southern Feather Sect in Baili Cliff, Zhaoming suddenly had a sense of impatience.

I went to the Flood Desolate Continent to look for it, thinking so in my heart, but I was worried about another thing.

If none of the qiē I guessed happened, and as soon as I left here, she happened to come again, wouldn't it be in vain.

When the time came, she turned back and went to the Flood Desolate Continent, but she saw this place to continue her journey, and the two went against each other. The world is so big, God knows when she will be found.

Contradictions, contradictions, and contradictions, I don't know how to choose. Zhaoming, who had nothing to do, actually thought of the easiest way to throw stones and ask for directions.

Not to throw stones ahead, but to the sky.

The front side returns to the flood famine, and the reverse side stays here.

With a flick of his finger, a marked stone slab flew into the sky. (To be continued......)