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There was joy and relief in that smile, and there was also a hint of relief in that smile.
In Teng Xiaoyun's eyes, Zuo Feng saw a hint of kindness. For some reason, the two of them seemed to be communicating silently at this moment, and it seemed that they both knew what the other was thinking without saying anything.
Zuo Feng had the illusion before that when he had his parents and Tiantian on one side, and the original "himself" and Teng Xiaoyun on the other, that would be the test of this life.
When he made choices and choices, he seemed to have already decided the outcome of this test. It had nothing to do with whether he could save his parents and Tiantian, or whether the current Teng Xiaoyun and the original "self" were in conflict.
When the Qi disintegrates, one will face death.
In the first test, it is undeniable that he failed. In the fight with Guizhan, Zuo Feng experienced real death, which was simply being killed by his opponent. The entire state including the state before death was an incomparable real feeling.
It seems that because he failed the test, there will be a second test later. The second test was when he had just experienced death and was in a state of near psychological collapse, which gave him a kind of
A more special test seems to test one's own heart.
Although Su Yan and Yao Qiu'er appeared in front of him in concrete form, Zuo Feng now vaguely understood that those two women only represented the word "temptation".
After he had just "died" and was reborn, he put the most powerful temptation in front of him. In that special environment, that strange binding force made him want to avoid it, but he couldn't leave easily. As long as
If your own heart is not strong, you will definitely fall into lust and sink.
In fact, Zuo Feng has failed in the second test. He failed to keep his heart and control his desires. Perhaps for anyone else, after just experiencing a "real" death, the first thing anyone feels is
When facing the joy of life and facing the desires in life, we will open our arms and welcome the most primitive "gentleness".
But in the end, Zuo Feng still held on to his true heart. What made his heart hold on to its true heart was Shen Die. In fact, it was the love in his heart.
It's easy to say it is love, but how many men can hold it? Every strong man in this Kunxuan continent has more than one woman.
But there is only one end of love. Facing the temptation of all kinds of desires like Zuo Feng, one can still see his true heart at the last moment. This is the person who truly has great perseverance, and this is also the real purpose of these two tests.
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The third assessment is actually the real life and death. It is about making a choice while facing the danger of family ties and one's own safety.
The reason Zuo Feng understood now was because the first test ended with his own death, which gave rise to the second and even the third test.
After truly experiencing death, anyone will inevitably cherish their own life more at critical moments. But at this time, what they need to face is "their" life, and the lives of those closest to them are threatened at the same time.
But Zuo Feng has faced the choice of life and death more than once. In his heart, the lives of his parents and Zuo Tiantian far exceed the safety of "himself". Even in this very "real" environment, he can still
Make choices without hesitation.
The dead Teng Xiaoyun seemed to know the cause and effect, as if he knew everything Zuo Feng had experienced over the years. There was genuine joy for his beloved disciple in his complicated smile.
As if to prove his conjecture, all the warriors in the fierce battle stopped together. The other "self" also turned his head at this time and looked at the red-haired Zuo Feng, with the same smile on his face.
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Similarly, at this time, the red-haired Zuo Feng looked at the two of them and also showed a smile. The three of them looked at each other and laughed very freely, even a little unscrupulously.
Everything around him gradually blurred, everything around him began to blur, except Zuo Feng himself, everything disappeared.
Zuo Feng felt that his mind power was growing. It was still very slow at the beginning, but it grew faster and faster as time went by.
One, two, three..., new filaments of thought power are constantly condensed, and they continue to appear in the sea of thoughts. At this moment, there is no doubt that I have successfully passed the test, and I have successfully passed the test.
Huge gains have been achieved in this spiritual realm.
The growth of telekinesis and mental power has never been easy. Even though Zuo Feng once obtained the method of cultivating mental power, his progress was still slow.
The important reason for this is naturally that the method of cultivating mental power is like a superficial low-level skill, while Zuo Feng himself possesses the power of telepathy, like a highly skilled warrior. How can low-level skills make him
High-level warriors advance quickly.
However, it is true that the cultivation and improvement of spiritual power is difficult. It is very difficult for anyone who wants to increase spiritual power.
Zuo Feng's cultivation is constantly growing, and even when he encounters a great opportunity, he can pass several levels in a row and move forward in a leaping way.
However, mental power must be slowly accumulated and gradually improved bit by bit. The speed of improvement has always been so "stable". Except for a few special opportunities, all experiences are not as exaggerated as this one.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of thoughts have been formed. It has taken so long since Zuo Feng obtained the power of thoughts to condense from the first three thoughts to more than fifty now.
Now in the blink of an eye, more than thirty threads of thoughts in the sea of thoughts have condensed, and they are still growing.
It wasn't until the number of thought threads reached one hundred that the growth rate gradually slowed down, but it still continued to condense at a slow speed.
"One hundred and eight roots can actually be condensed into one hundred and eight roots."
Looking at the sea of thoughts, finally fixed on one hundred and eight thought threads, Zuo Feng also exclaimed involuntarily. The thought power was still fluctuating, and it seemed that the one hundred and nineth thought threads were about to condense and form, but after the final cause.
The lack of strength eventually dissipated completely.
Feeling the one hundred and eight thought threads in the sea of thoughts, Zuo Feng's excitement was beyond words, which meant that his current thought power had more than doubled compared to before.
Even if I could experience all the previous opportunities and work hard throughout the year, I would never be able to gather this amount. How could I not feel excited.
Without giving Zuo Feng time to fully appreciate the benefits brought by the changes in the sea of thoughts, the scenery in front of Zuo Feng changed again, but this time the scenery transformed was not real, but clearly had an illusory feeling.
Zuo Feng seemed to see the scenery in another space through a vague gauze curtain.
Outside the gauze curtain is a large plain, with countless houses made of felt made of animal skins, each with a round hemisphere buckled on the ground. Seeing these strange houses, Zuo Feng couldn't help but think of something about the Great Plains.
Some accounts of the grassland.
It is said that most people on the prairie make a living by grazing, so their homes will not be fixed in one place. People in the prairie will take their cattle and sheep to find places with rich water and grass to live. Once the surrounding grassland has been occupied by cattle and sheep,
When they have enough food, they will move to another place.
The houses recorded in those books on the prairie are what you can see in front of you. Houses made of felt can keep out the cold in winter, repel mosquitoes in summer, and can be easily dismantled and taken away.
'This is actually a prairie. Could this have something to do with Master Chu?'
Zuo Feng couldn't help but think, because although the scenery that appeared before was real, Zuo Feng knew that it was not real. But everything he saw in front of him was so illusory, but Zuo Feng clearly felt that it was real.
Zuo Feng saw the scene in front of him. His eyes swept across the village, and finally his eyes focused on a young man.
That young man's tough head and tough brain were actually 70% similar to that of Chu Yihu. This young man seemed to have the strength of level 7 or 8 in the physical enhancement stage, but was not as high as Chu Yihu's cultivation level.
The young man was carrying a large frame on his back, and the things placed in it seemed to be very heavy. It was very difficult for the young man to walk with such a heavy object on his back.
However, there was a hint of excitement in the young man's eyes, and he muttered to himself: "It's finally done, I can finally make the first weapon."
'This should be Master Chu, or Master Chu's original experience, otherwise it wouldn't give me a very real feeling.'
With this in mind, Zuo Feng also looked at it more seriously. He believed that Master Chu let him see the scene in front of him, and there must be his deep meaning in it.
The young man carried the big frame on his back and soon came to the edge of a felt bag. Here there was a set of relatively simple casting tools. The furnace, forging table, quenching pool and other tools, although simple and old, were the same.
There are quite a few.
The young man came to the forging table, turned to the side and dumped the items in the frame.
Only then did Zuo Feng see that the big frame was filled with ores, and a few rough irons of average quality. The rough iron itself was not much better than ordinary ores, and it also contained a lot of impurities.
, it still needs some processing before it can be truly used.
The young man's little face was filled with a hint of excitement for such a rough piece of iron. He grabbed one of the larger pieces of iron and threw it into the fire.
Then the young man squatted aside and pulled the bellows with all his strength, causing the temperature in the fire to rise rapidly. After a little effort, the piece of raw iron that was thrown in gradually softened due to the heat. The young man stared closely at the changes in the raw iron.
When it reaches his expectation, he quickly takes it out with the tongs.
After placing it on the forging table, the young man without hesitation raised a sledgehammer that was slightly taller than his body and slammed it down hard on the iron that had turned orange.
'It turned out to be the most primitive way to forge rough iron. I didn't expect that this was the basis of prairie weapon making.'
You are thinking this in your heart, but Zuo Feng has not lost interest and patience just because he is just a child banging iron.