Nightfall

Ning Que seriously recalled the feelings in his dreams and said: “In my dreams, those breaths that seem to have been interrupted but can hear the law have finally become a kind of substantial existence, and a warm drop of water Together, I finally melted my body pack, but no matter how I touch it, I can’t hold things that are as lighter than water. I can only watch them slip away from my fingers. “”

Lu Qingchen forcibly suppressed the heart and excited, solemnly asked: “How much do you feel in the dream, no, what should be said like? A basin of water? A stream? Or a small pond?”

Ning Que looked up and replied: “It seems… is a sea.”

Lu Qingchen’s body was slightly stiff, and then she was unable to fall back on the cushion. After a long silence, she laughed and smiled. The smile looked a little tired and muttered: “Yeah, how is it possible?”

Ning Que has roughly guessed from his expression that things are not as illusory as they are, but still do not give up and ask: “Mr. Lu, is this the initial situation you said? Is it true that I feel Breath of Nature?”

Lu Qingchen patted his shoulder and expressed his comfort. The voice said slightly: “The initial situation is Initial Awareness. I told you a few days ago. This refers to the idea of ​​Cultivator from the Ocean of Qi Mountain of Snow manifestation. The beginning of the clear comprehension Breath of Nature, in other words, this is the first moment that secular people opened the world to see this new world.”

“The first sight of World determines the future of this Cultivator, because what he sees in his eyes is the projection of Heaven and Earth’s natural Primordial Qi in his mind, and the purer the idea of ​​this Cultivator meditation The cleaner the net, the stronger the tighter, the greater the range of perceived Primordial Qi.”

The old man quietly looked at Ning Que and said: “latent talent The poor Cultivator can only feel the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi in the small range around the body in the Initial Awareness. The projection in the mind is a basin of water that’s all The latent talent is better, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi can be felt more widely, and the projection is just a small pond. If he can feel a small stream or even a lake… then he will become a world-respected big in the future. Cultivator.”

Ning Que frowned wants to say something but is blocked by the old man.

The old man continued: “There are very few people in the world of Knowing Destiny State Peak, and the Southern Jin Sword Saint Liu Bai latent talent is the most amazing. The Sword Saint entered the early days when he was less than six years old. Seeing a rushing yellow river! This is the real genius! That’s why he relied on the Yellow River Sword Intent to cross the South, and is now being promoted by the world’s Cultivator as the most likely person to break through the Five Realms!”

Seeing a Yellow River is the most strong Cultivator in the world, then seeing a sea? Ning Que has been silent for a long time. Although he hides a lot of secrets, he never thinks that he is a genius. What’s more, he is a more perverted genius than a universally recognized genius. However, he still has some…not reconciled.

“Maybe this sounds a bit arrogant, some are not measured or narcissistic.”

He carefully chose the words and lowered his head and said slowly: “Is it possible? I am really stronger than the Southern Jin Sword Saint. It is just because I have meditation for many years, so I feel the range when I step into Initial Awareness.” Bigger?”

“What is wider than the big river? I don’t know, but it will definitely not be the boundless sea, because it is totally two concepts.”

Lu Qingchen looked at Ning Que with his head down and sighed and said, “Child, you know what the sea represents when you are Initial Awareness? That represents the whole World of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.”

“No one can see all the things of the whole World when they enter the new World, because it’s impossible, even the legendary Sage can’t do it.”

He patted the younger stiff shoulder again and smiled and said: “Although it is just a dream, it is also a good dream.”

Ning Que left silently.

He had already been fascinated by the fact that if the old man of Lu Qingchen had recently made some extra thoughts for several days, he would have some extra thoughts. The mood would be much better at this time. It is said that if there is no hope, it is naturally disappointing. Desperate from the beginning, the hope at the beginning will not appear at all.

The little maid Sang Sang put the hot water pot in front of him, twisted the towel arbitrarily, and then covered the towel with a slightly hot mist to his tired face. Curiously asked: “Young Master, you are tonight. What have you asked?”

Ning Que’s voice came out from under the hot towel, as if it had been wetted by the mist, and the humming was low: “I am going to tell Lu old man that I have a little secret and will not tell you, but since I told you that you Should you tell me that you have seen my little secret and then confronted me with the innate talent of the Cultivation genius?

Sang Sang repeated this passage in his mind without interruption, and then felt a little dizzy and hurryed. She tore off the towel on Ning Que’s face and washed it twice in the water. She twisted her waist and poured water into the car. She said, “Young Master, this time it seems that you have become more idiotic.”

It was quite like an idiot. Ning Que turned and looked at the stars above the fields across the window. The palms subconsciously touched the cheeks and touched the little freckles that couldn’t be touched. He whispered: “It will play. Flying sword is great? Xuanyuan sword Laozi will play you will not?”

Sang Sang listened to him talking about nonsense that he couldn’t understand, and couldn’t help but shook his head.

Ning Que sat up and figured out the dilapidated sensational article, which didn’t open, but stared at the cover for a long time in silence, as if to see what secrets were hidden inside.

“Take the washbasin.” His voice was calmer.

Ignite the fire, and get to the corner of the book. After a while, the old yellow book began to burn. He gently released his finger, letting the instrument that accompanied him for many years fall into the brass basin, and the burning came. The sooner.

Sang Sang looked at the scene with surprise.

Looked at the pages of the book in the flames of the black and then violently made a popping fire tongue and finally turned into layers of ash, Ning Que holding the right hand next to the window slightly tightened, I feel that the heart has become somewhat empty, as if there is a species Friends who have been with me for many years will not come back anymore, and the dream of being a teenager will be vanished like a bubble.

“Is it really wastewood?” he asked.

Sang Sang shook his head.

Ning Que smiled and said: “No one is better than my arrow. No one is more embarrassed than my knife. I don’t have more people than me. I am not a waste wood. I am combing Blue Lake. The firewooder can only use the flying sword to play juggling that’s all. If there is a chance, I will kill him like a horse thief in the future… Mom’s big Cultivator will give you a slap.”

Sang Sang licked her lips and smiled nodded.

This is not self-consolation after self-defeating, but Ning Que’s firm understanding that the brave guards at Beishan Crossing almost beat a Great Sword Master, so why not? There are no truly invincible people on this World. Those foreign experts are still human, so he can defeat them.

In the World, on this World, many people find that their ability is actually very poor. When they can’t complete their dreams all the time, they will lose their pain and will feel inferior or even autistic. Then many people will be immersed in this pain or success. In the fantasies, I kept myself in the cage of my heart and struggled to return to the past.

I found that I couldn’t write a new four-year-old masterpiece that could be hidden in the mountains and spread thousands of miles. I closed myself into the mountain village for 30 years. I ate porridge with my hair and left my hand. Red Sleeves thought that I was Cao Xueqin.

Ning Que has never been such a person. If he can’t be Cao Xueqin, he will go to Jin Yong. If he can’t do the emperor, he will go to calligraphy. If you can’t do the general, you can make a big scholar. Can’t you do Cultivator?

It’s not a mistake to walk to the dead on a road. Although the people around them will suffer, they may even succeed in the end, but those who are willing to choose a new road right away may be more respectable.

This good guy of life, let him turn rounded more than to let him go actually actually need courage.

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(Yes, it’s Red Sleeves. It’s not a fragrant one. I like this sentence and the last sentence. Although it’s sour, it’s still quite strong.

I will be the first in the week, the second in the week, so strong, I am very pleased, please also vote for the true love recommendation in the hands, to see if there are two pairs of wood?

Thank you for coming down. )