Genius playboy

Human nature is not always real. ~Top~Point~Small!~Say~

To embark on the road of truth-seeking and to seek the truest self is either trapped in the established destiny and obedient, or breaks the destiny and rejuvenates.

Jiang Feng thought to himself, then Qiu Zhenyan must have too much unwillingness, and he must be planning to break through himself when he embarks on the road of seeking truth.

"What about me, do I want to embark on this road?" Jiang Feng asked himself.

No one can truly know himself, not even a sage. There is always a dark side in human nature that is unknown and unknown to others.

That kind of side, whether it is exposed under the nose of others or under the nose of oneself, will definitely not be a good thing.Moreover, apart from the pros and cons, the most important test of this kind of truth-seeking is courage and self-acceptance.

This may be because I heard from Feng Feifei that among the top ten young masters in the past, very few of them would take this path.

As Feng Feifei said, this is not a road that must be taken, and everyone who is going to embark on this road must think twice before acting!

However, Jiang Feng quickly decided to take this path. His state of mind has never been completely detached. This is why the tenth percentile sword intent of Qiushui's sword can only be completed in the end, but not perfect.

If you want perfection, you must have a deeper self-awareness. It can be said that this road is basically prepared for Jiang Feng. How can Jiang Feng give up and go on?

Taking a step forward, Jiang Feng's figure disappeared instantly.

The foreground was shaking and misty, and when the front of the line of sight became clear, the scene that appeared in front of Jiang Feng was no longer that wasteland.

He is on the top of a mountain, the mountain is high and majestic, standing on it, it seems that he can touch the white clouds in the sky with a raised hand.

However, the first second was still a white cloud, and the next second, the white cloud suddenly turned black, and the dark clouds came over the top, and the aura of the storm was coming, extremely compelling.

The mountain peak is blowing, extremely cold, blowing on the face, like a needle prick, in the tumbling black clouds, thunder looms, and lightning is like a dragon swimming in the clouds, coming to bite people at any time.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the scene in front of him. For some reason, such a scene was vaguely familiar to him.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Feng's expression changed drastically.

Tianyuan Continent, Leizhu Peak, Jinglei, Lightning, Transcending Tribulation, Fairy Tantai...

"What... what's going on?" Jiang Feng was taken aback, his expression changing.

At this moment, a sound of thunder pierced through the sky and the earth, and the thunder fell and struck towards Jiang Feng. The piercing pain made Jiang Feng feel unbearable pain all over his body.

"Heavenly Tribulation!" Jiang Feng said to himself, his face darkened.

This is the catastrophe he has experienced, a past that he is unwilling to recall in detail, but now, it is presented naked before his eyes.

The tribulation thunder landed, one after another calamity thunder, containing an endless breath of destruction, trying to tear Jiang Feng completely, Jiang Feng was bathed in the calamity thunder, and half of his body was almost destroyed.

"Give me back!"

Jiang Feng shouted loudly, holding the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, and slashed towards the sky.

But the sword energy that filled the sky, under the thunder and thunder, was like a stone in the sea, unable to stir up waves at all, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Feng was bathed in thunder, his whole body was scorched black, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"My life was ruined by this thunderstorm, I was born by this thunderstorm, and I will still die by this thunderstorm in the end!" Jiang Feng grinned with indescribable bitterness.

Tribulation and thunder piled up, and the black thunderclouds, without knowing when, showed a black and purple color, which was a sign of the purple divine thunder.

"boom!"

The purple divine thunder descended, and a figure in white clothes appeared suddenly. It was Fairy Tantai. Fairy Tantai appeared and rushed towards the purple divine thunder, trying to block Jiang Feng's power from the thunder with her own body.

However, how can a mere physical body be able to stop it?

Fairy Tantai fell from mid-air, and Jiang Feng subconsciously reached out to catch it, but when he started, there was nothingness, and he couldn't touch anything.

Then, the purple divine thunder fell on Jiang Feng's body. Jiang Feng's spiritual consciousness was greatly damaged, his mind was disillusioned, and another divine thunder fell.

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The past experience was vividly vivid, and it happened to Jiang Feng again. Jiang Feng twitched all over, and at some point, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"do you died?"

Time, I don't know how long it has passed, Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

"Didn't he die?"

A sigh came out, and Jiang Feng's closed eyes opened. He glanced at the sky and the land. He was not on the top of Leizhu Peak. He was still among the disorderly scattered stones. Experience anything, but seem to experience everything.

"The most real past, the most real pain!" After a long time, Jiang Feng sighed in a low voice again, and there was an indescribable emotion on that resolute face.

The wind blows over the wasteland, whimpering, like a sad song, a sad song to bury the past.

Jiang Feng took a light breath and tried to stabilize his emotions. He knew that this was just the beginning, and what he had to face next would be more scars being torn apart.

This is a path of truth-seeking, seeking the truest self.

He has embarked on this road, so, for himself, there is no secret at all.Unless he turns back, but there is no turning back.

On the road of seeking truth, the concept of time and space is an illusion.

Jiang Feng was experiencing and recalling, every experience, every memory, was tearing open the scars of the past, dripping with blood.

I don't know how much I have experienced, and I don't know how much I have recalled. Jiang Feng's face is full of traces of numbness.

"The human heart is barren, just like that wasteland!" Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

All experiences, all memories, no matter how unforgettable, will be faded and forgotten in a certain period of time.

Those are not all bad, and there are good ones that can be nostalgic and memorable, but they are all the same, and gradually only a faint impression remains, and finally disappears.

"I have experienced so much, what is the most real?" Jiang Feng thought, puzzled.

His life was undisguised, and he examined it again and again, but he found that he still didn't really understand himself.

He is walking on a road of understanding himself, but he still has no way of understanding himself. What's going on here?

Jiang Feng was walking in the wasteland, which was quite large, but walking at this speed, no matter whether he walked slowly or fast, there would always be an end, but Jiang Feng kept walking without reaching the end.

"Perhaps the place at the end is the end of life. In a person's life, it is impossible to predict in advance, so I will never be able to reach the end of the wasteland now." Jiang Feng said to himself.

He had an epiphany, it was not his understanding of himself, but his understanding of this piece of wasteland.

This wasteland is like a mirror. People can see their own reflection clearly through the mirror.

And that mirror image is life.

"Since I can't go to the end, why am I still walking?" Jiang Feng slowed down and said to himself.

"No, that's not right!" Soon, Jiang Feng shook his head.

A person's life, unless he dies, he is walking all the time, whether he is walking physically or spiritually, there is no end, there is no end, and there will never be a time to stop.

"I'm walking, and this is also life." Jiang Feng said to himself again.

Jiang Feng walked forward with a determined look.

Walking is a kind of life, but what I want to experience here is definitely not just this kind of life, it is too monotonous.

"My past is cut open, it's a memory, it's an inscription, it's also a life." Soon, Jiang Feng realized.

"Life, all kinds of different people have different lives, the roads they walk, the things they experience, the people they know, and even, doing nothing, thinking nothing, all Life!"

"People can be divided into groups, but life is an extremely broad concept. It is difficult to say whose life is more exciting, because you are not others, and you are not a fish. How do you know the joy of fish?"

Jiang Feng kept walking and thinking. The angle of his thinking started from himself, gradually radiated, and finally returned to the cycle of the four seasons, the nature of the world.

"The grass is withered, the grass is green, the river is dry, the river is rising, and all things live and multiply... The sea is changing, the mountains are being moved to fill the sea..."

A mirror image, a hundred kinds of life.

Jiang Feng's footsteps finally stopped. This road is endless. No one knows when to stop, but as long as he wants to, he can stop at any time.

Jiang Feng stopped walking. He lowered his head and saw a rock. Under the rock was an ant nest. It was going to rain, and the ants were moving in a long line.

Jiang Feng saw an unknown weed between the rocks. There was a lack of nutrients here, and the weeds grew poorly, but they worked hard to take root and sprout, and they would always get the nutrients they needed.

Jiang Feng also saw the traces of the rain. A drop of rain can never penetrate a stone, but [-] drops can. If [-] drops can't, [-] drops can.

Life is a kind of change. It is not others who change, but yourself. Even if you and others are unchanged, the world is naturally still changing.

What Jiang Feng saw was what he saw with his naked eyes. There was no change, but it was still changing.

Jiang Feng landed cross-legged, closed his eyes, and let go of his consciousness.

Everything is changing, and the only thing that remains unchanged is himself. This is the most essential return.

He had a great enlightenment, and the spiritual world was completely detached. This road has not come to an end, but the place where he is is the end of this road.

The spiritual world is detached, Jiang Feng's state of mind has broken through, [-]% sword intent, perfect.

When the sword intent was complete, Jiang Feng stood up and moved again. In front of him was a wasteland, scattered in disorder in a chaotic world, with weeds growing and poor vitality.

Jiang Feng stepped into it with a leisurely expression. As he walked, Jiang Feng saw a face, an extremely beautiful face, and it was undoubtedly an extremely strange face.

At the same time, the owner of that face was also looking at Jiang Feng, his beautiful eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, and then he saw that face suddenly turned away, with a loud cry, in this wasteland The sound resounded!