I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 14

Zhang Zheng's heart was shaken, he held the dagger nervously and hid behind his back, he didn't go forward, but asked with concern: "Junior Sister Tan, are you alone?"

Tan Ying, who was sitting on the ground, slowly raised her head, her eyes sparkled, and she wanted to cry: "Just now the cave suddenly shook violently. I met my cousin when I was running for my life. He was seriously injured and couldn't escape in time. He was, was..."

Speaking of this, she seemed to be feeling sad, and fell on the ground in a slumped posture, sobbing uncontrollably.

If it was a person who was sympathetic to the beauty and beauty, and saw a beautiful woman with a slender willow figure lying on the ground crying bitterly, I was afraid that I would feel pity for her, and I would go up to help her up, and comforted her softly.

But Zhang Zheng has never been close to beauty and has a strong vigilance. In addition, Tan Ying in front of her is really full of mystery and extremely suspicious. She dare not go forward, but stands far away, waiting for her to finish crying.

It is undeniable that her vigilance did save her life this time.

Tan Ying was weeping on the ground, her thin back couldn't stop shaking because of crying, she seemed extremely sad, but there was no trace of grief on her face, but her eyes were full of calculations.

After a long while, Tan Ying didn't see anyone to comfort her, so she quietly glanced at Zhang Zheng from the crook of her arm. That guy was staying a few meters away from her, watching her cry sadly.

What a hell, that indifferent cultivator.

Tan Ying felt a bit regretful that the specially prepared gift could not be delivered, she was lucky to escape.

Since the target task cannot be attracted, there is no benefit in continuing to act, and the sobbing gradually subsides.

Tan Ying tidied up her slightly messy clothes, barely stood up and swayed slightly, her expression was haggard, the corners of her eyes were red and swollen, with a little tear, she was beautiful and pitiful.

"Zhang, Senior Sister Zhang, there are only two of us left? Where is Senior Sister Hua?"

Mentioning Hua Minglan, Zhang Zheng was also a little dazed, and replied: "I haven't seen Senior Sister Hua, and I think I'm going to be the same as Senior Brother Tan, and I've already been in danger."

Tan Ying stopped talking, and the strong sadness was beyond words.

After waiting for another half an hour, nothing strange happened, and no miracle happened.

On the way back, the two looked at each other without saying a word, but kept a certain distance from each other in secret, wary of each other, and even dared not ask what they had gained from their trip to the cave.

In order to prevent the disciples in the sect from persecuting each other, Wanxuan sect disciples will be judged by Wen Xinjing whenever a disciple who went on a mission together dies outside. the most severe punishment.

However, there is also a gap in this questioning mirror, it can only judge whether you have guilt in your heart.

Everyone has a heart, but whoever kills must have guilt in his heart. This guilt is different from other feelings of guilt, and can be detected by the mirror.And those who are devoid of humanity will not be ashamed.

Neither Senior Sister Hua nor Senior Brother Tan was her victim, so she naturally survived Wen Xinjing's interrogation safely.

Zhang Zheng wasn't too surprised to see Tan Ying walking out of the Mirror of Questioning without incident. After all, if she dared to come back for interrogation, she naturally concluded that there would be no problems with her.

The two separated.

The death of Senior Sister Hua was really unexpected to her. Recalling the past when they went on missions together and the little help she gave her, Zhang Zheng felt slightly sad.

As soon as Fang returned to the residence, Zhang Zheng locked himself in the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, and did not practice, but just let his mind go and let his thoughts drift away.

Don't think about anything, don't think about anything.

Over the years, ever since she stepped into the realm of cultivation, or since she was born in this world and became conscious, she has never stopped.

In order to beg for a living, he would sell miserably with the old beggar when he was babbling, and when he grew up, he would learn to look at people's eyes, pretend to be cute, and only for two or three pieces of copper coins;
Later, the old beggar died, and she was beaten and kicked by other beggars. In order to survive, she sold misery to the rich lady passing by, and the waiters dared not neglect her;

Then he was sent to a perverted wealthy businessman, trying his best to escape from the devil's lair, crawling and rolling in the mud;

After entering the world of comprehension, she was afraid of falling behind, afraid of being too far behind her peers, afraid of being cut off by others, and me being fished...so she didn't dare to waste a single cent of her time, and lived cautiously and fearfully.

She is like a wheel that keeps turning, lest she will be abandoned by the world if she stops.

For the first time, she emptied her mind, not deliberately looking for anything, not thinking about the past, present and future.

All kinds of things in the past flashed by like a horse watching flowers.

In the leaky ruined temple, the old beggar was covered in blood, his limbs were twisted and twisted by sticks; in the half-closed door, the boy's hideous wounds were flying with flesh and blood, and his eyes were dead; Hope disappears in the fire; the small mountain sword cave, the open-minded and enthusiastic sister Hua who always smiles is annihilated into dust along with the boulder...

Life is fragile, so fragile that it cannot withstand a single blow. In the long time of the Milky Way, it cannot even withstand the afterglow of a bright star. After the afterglow, thousands of lives have dimmed and disappeared.

Zhang Zheng cherishes his life and endures all kinds of pain in order to survive.

She cherishes life so much that she feels pity for the loss of all lives. This is the result of empathy and the foundation of being human.

When things hurt their kind, Qiuming is also sad...

A picture scroll unfolded slowly in front of him, and the meaning of simplicity and vastness was transformed into thousands of illusions on it.

The first breath, the first wind, the first ray of light, the first drop of water...

The first star shines brightly, the first mountain rises from the ground, the first waterfall rushes to the sea, and the first life breaks through the soil and faces the sun.

Since then, an earth-shaking great change has been carried out vigorously. The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the mountains are calm. The reason is that every journey has its unique splendor.

I want to witness the journey of life, witness the prosperity and decline of insignificant creatures, witness it, appreciate it, protect it, fulfill it...

My way - life.

Dark and dark, a dao seed broke out of the dry and exhausted heaven and earth, stretching the bud tremblingly, and the invisible dao accumulation floated out of the vast chaos and flowed around the bud.

The distant and boundless void, here is still a chaotic scene, it cannot be called bright or dark, everything is an image of nothingness.

A figure wandered slowly in it, with a calm posture as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, and the waves that passed by fainted, and the yin and yang were turbid, which would not dissolve.

That figure seemed to have sensed a slight change, his eyes penetrated the void, and stared at a certain place outside, with an inexplicable expression.

"Boom."

A soft sound exploded in Zhang Zheng's consciousness, and the mysterious scene disappeared in an instant. The small spiritual vortex in the dantian began to rotate rapidly, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed in like a river returning to the sea. In a moment, the spiritual vortex was filled with pure spiritual energy .

Kacha, the barrier on the fifth level of Qi training shattered in response, and the sixth and seventh levels of Qi training were broken through by the surging spiritual energy one after another.

The surging spiritual energy finally gradually ceased, and the rapidly spinning spiritual vortex returned to calm.

An epiphany made Zhang Zheng directly jump over the sixth and seventh floors, and directly ascended to the eighth floor of Qi training.

But what made her most happy was not the growth of her cultivation, but that she had finally found her own path.

In the past, she had only read the descriptions of the prosperity of the Immortal Cultivation World in the ancient times in ancient books.

But she didn't actually understand what the Tao is, so that kind of longing is only vague and can't be realized. At this moment, she has seen the unreasonable mystery of the Tao with her own eyes, and she has personally touched the Tao. .

In ancient times, the ancient times where thousands of ways were prosperous and a hundred flowers bloomed, what kind of grand occasion was that?

It's not the right time for mourning.

(End of this chapter)