I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 7 Wang Family Tracker (Please invest! Please recommend!)

The starry sky is like a huge curtain covering down, looking down on the joys and sorrows of the world as it has been for countless years, and it will continue to look down like this in the future, until the end of the world or the world.

Under this shocking spectacle, dynasties have changed, time has passed, countless lives have come and gone, and countless tragedies and comedies have been performed.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and fear go with the wind, and the body will return to nature. After the world is over, everything is empty. What is left as a single person?
If anything is considered on the scale of time, the meaning given by the world, whether it is the so-called ideal or the pursuit, will be washed clean and become worthless.

Personal joy and anger, success or failure in the world, honor and disgrace are all the same.

Life is so fragile and insignificant, it is really a sad and indignant thing.

But the difference between human beings and other living things is that human beings have a heart of striving, and with a little inspiration given by nature, they can experience the unchanging Tao in the midst of all changes, and peep at the eternity that can only be occupied by gods and gods.

Throughout the ages, countless transcendent figures with superior wisdom and mind have all groped on this difficult road.

And people who take this path, without exception, are able to endure, and even enjoy loneliness.

Lu Zhen, who walks alone in the barren mountains at a loss, is such a seeker who enjoys solitude.

His sight was out of focus, but he was walking on the ground on the dark and rough road.

More than ten years ago, when he opened his eyes, he faced a strange world.

Between two plausible worlds is the distance between eyes closed and eyes open, and also the distance between death and life.

There is great terror between life and death, which left an indelible deep impression on his consciousness.

Lu Zhen didn't know what caused him to live a new life here, but since he opened his eyes, it was difficult for everything in the world to leave traces in his heart.

After getting in touch with Lian Qi, I decided to pursue the ultimate mystery of Dao in this life, breaking through the mystery of immortality, just like the countless predecessors who groped on this road, and either gained or gained nothing.

Other than that, there was very little that interested him.

Even without any system or golden finger, he was not discouraged at all, and just focused on practicing Qi.

In the past 20 years, he has only practiced Qi and practiced in his life.

It wasn't until the familiar name and the familiar plot appeared that he walked out of Lu's house and began to expose his achievements in practicing qi over the years. For example, no one knew that he had actually cultivated to the great success of the palm splitting palm.

Barren hills, creeks, and forests passed by him.

When he walked through the barren mountains, the weeds were drooping and the wind was howling.

When walking through the creek, the stream is gurgling, jingling and jumping, lively and flickering.

When walking through the forest, the sound of insects is endless, desolate and pleasant to the ear.

The footsteps are silent, even if you step on the side of the insects, it will not disturb the chirping insects. Lu Zhen seems to be integrated with this harmonious nature, and there is no difference.

Between this high and vast world, he felt a kind of unfettered freedom in his heart, a kind of indescribable openness.

It seems that the world and the universe are all contained in his heart, and even the self is dissolved in the natural sound of insects and wind.

Unspeakable joy filled his heart, it seemed to be joy for the beauty of life, and it seemed to be joy for this ubiquitous beauty.

Every cell in his body felt his joy and became more active than usual.

Countless inconceivable thoughts flashed in my mind, sparks of astonishment collided between nerves, and every seemingly feasible inspiration would make Lu Zhen even more happy.

The qi in the dantian is not guided by consciousness, but becomes more and more lively. Like the stream, it flows between Ren and Du's two meridians continuously, changing every moment.

Everyone in the Lu family knew that Lu Zhen liked to be in a daze, but no one knew that when Lu Zhen was in a daze, it was actually when he was practicing.

Because he doesn't need to turn his heart to the sky, and he doesn't need to be calm, he just needs to draw his thoughts back from the outside, focus on himself, and enter a selfless state of looking inside, and the qi in the body will automatically run.

From this point of view, as long as he can get rid of the interference from the outside world, no matter where he is, no matter when he is, he can enter the state of cultivation.

Especially after he developed the ability to walk in a daze, he spent more time in cultivation every day.

But in the eyes of others, it is just that Lu Zhen is more taciturn and prefers to be in a daze. Almost no one can feel the joy of thinking that he can feel in this daze.

Having enjoyed himself in this loneliness for so many years, Lu Zhen has become accustomed to enclosing himself in his own consciousness, enjoying the fun he feels alone.

In the dark night, there is no concept of time.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Lu Zhen stopped and lay back on a cold and smooth boulder, his blank eyes stared at the magnificent starry sky from an endless distance, and there seemed to be countless stars brewing inside.

His eyes showed that his mind hadn't returned yet, and all his movements were just the sensations from his body, almost subconscious reactions.

For example, eat when you are hungry, drink water when you are thirsty, and rest when you are tired... Even if his mind does not pay attention to the changes in his body, he can take corresponding measures according to these feelings.

After eating the steamed buns in the plastic bag in a daze, Lu Zhen's eyes gradually recovered, and he glanced backward, then jumped off the stone and disappeared into the small woods next to the boulder.

More than ten minutes later, an old man with a strange appearance first appeared not far from the stone.

The old man was hunched over, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, short and thin, and looked like a monkey. When he walked, he almost landed on all fours, with his nose constantly inhaling towards the ground, like a hunting dog chasing prey.

Behind the old man were two middle-aged men, one fat and one thin.

Both of them have bright eyes, which are different from ordinary people, and they are obviously masters of qi refining.

"It's getting closer! It's getting closer! It's getting closer..." The old man muttered to himself, while focusing on smelling the smell on the ground, he gradually approached the stone.

The skinny middle-aged man sneered and said, "Old He, your old man said that the boy was not far away when it was still dark."

The old man stared back in dissatisfaction: "What do you know? Do you know how difficult that kid is to track?"

"Generally speaking, as long as living things pass by, whether it's animals or people, they will leave a smell. In our dialect, it's called 'smell'."

"The smell within half a day is called hot smell, and the smell that is longer is called cold smell. When a hound chases its prey, it just smells smell and goes away. But this kid doesn't know how to do it. Along the way, the smell left behind is far lower than ordinary smell. people."

"Let's put it this way, the smell left by you when you step on it is one hundred, and the smell left by him may only be one, so so many hounds in your Wang family have chased you astray. This kid has definitely rested on this rock!"

The old man let out a strange cry, put his nose on the ground, and turned around the stone excitedly: "This kid must have rested here, you see, this is where he lay down!"

Locking on a small area on the stone, and sniffing it back and forth several times, the old man showed an obsessed look on his face: "That's right, it's here! It's in this shape, that kid must be lying here to rest!"

"Ah! This kid is lying here sprawled here, with the smell of steamed buns... It's so relaxing. I thought this kid wouldn't rest. I've been tracking him for so long, and this old man is almost exhausted..."

The old man was lying on the stone, stroking the stone with both hands, with a frenzied expression, as if he was stroking some priceless treasure, which made the two middle-aged people feel a little toothache.

The two looked at each other, and the obese middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a short message, and then said to the old man on the stone: "Mr. ,us……"

"No!" The old man jumped up from the rock and said excitedly, "How can this be possible?! The kid left for only a few minutes, and he was about to catch up. Why wait? The old man was the first to discover him. Is it okay for someone to take credit for it?"

Fatty comforted him and said: "Old He, your old man found the trace of this kid. No one can take the credit for this. My Wang family will not break my promise. It is just that I heard that this kid has some skills, so many people in the Lu family did not catch him." He, if we catch up, we won't be sure to take down that kid."

The old man snorted coldly: "What kind of knowledge does a kid who is not yet 20 years old have? Those Lu family members must have let the kid go on purpose, and they did it just to give your Wang family an explanation, and then they said how powerful the kid is, to scare him." You, do you all believe it?"

Seeing that the two of them were moved, the old man hurriedly said again: "Is it the same to catch that kid just to find the trace? Don't forget what your Patriarch Wang Ai said, don't you want that benefit?"

"That kid definitely didn't notice that we had already caught up, and he was not in a hurry to leave. As long as we catch up, we can probably catch that kid directly!"

　PS: I have already received a short message from the signing site, so I have the cheek to ask for investment (I heard that more investment can increase the exposure rate?), but the number of words is not much, it is difficult to read for 10 minutes ←_←

　　
　
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