Four hundred and twentieth chapters snow mountain asks the heart
The stars are turning in the sky, and the four seasons are bright.
There is no wind and rain in the world, only the snow-capped mountains of heaven and earth.
Han Feng stood in the middle of the boundless snow, with the endless stars above his head, feeling a little dazed.
Myself...where is this?
The memory swirls around when the box is opened.
At the bottom of the box are placed three pieces of bright green tea leaves.
The energy in the body can’t wait to urge.
Get a tea bowl and pour half a bowl of boiling water into it.
There is everything in the tea.
Then drink it all in one gulp...
He was already in this snowy mountain.
Things change and stars move, as if traveling through time and space.
"Is it... the special effect of Daoxin tea?"
"As the name suggests, this should be a dreamland where you can ask questions about your heart."
"But...why...my Taoist heart is a snow-capped mountain..."
Han Feng muttered to himself and simply sat down cross-legged.
Surrounded by a vast expanse of white snow, the endless stars in the sky seem to be mixed with a suspension of a hundred thousand dreamy jewels, slowly flowing out and saturating the snow-white earth.
Everything is silent.
There was loneliness in the cool night.
When Han Feng sensed this emotion of loneliness, he began to reflect on whether his shortcomings were due to loneliness.
He came from another world and traveled around for a long time, but he was completely incompatible with this world.
I have to admit the loneliness that originates from the soul.
But...if you just let yourself reflect in the illusion...all the Daoxin tea given by Kongqingtai would be too useless.
Moreover, in the process of Han Feng's thinking, the entire snow mountain remained unchanged...
The illusion is empty and there is no concept of time.
Han Feng's mood went from confusion to reflection to irritability... and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.
He stood up and shouted through the loudspeaker with his inner strength:
"Hey! Is there anyone there?"
"It's okay if there are no gods and monsters!!"
"Hello!!"
"Here comes someone!"
"O descendants of the mountains!!"
"Someone is coming...na..."
From shouting loudly to feeling weak.
There was no change in the color of the boundless snow, and not even a so-called avalanche occurred.
Then run with Qinggong...
With Han Feng's current skill, even a few thousand-mile horses could not outrun him even if they were exhausted.
But no matter how long Han Feng ran at full speed with his own power, the surrounding scenery was still completely white.
It’s not that there is no change, but that it changes over and over again, and it’s all the same style.
After running over and over again, Han Feng realized that this was not the solution and stopped again.
The conspiracy theories are starting to stir up trouble again... Xie Lan doesn't look like a bad woman... She won't use the pretense of giving gifts to trick me, right?
But when I met Dao Xin Tea, the urgency for my own body was very real... How should I say this?
After many ups and downs in this world, Han Feng originally thought that he was mature enough. However, in this fantasy world of snowy mountains, he suddenly realized that his character still needed to be tempered.
Feeling this, Han Feng felt relieved.
Sit down cross-legged again, run the "Martial God General Scroll", and understand the world through the method of one's own mind, body, and heaven's mind.
But at this time, there was finally a change.
The sky, earth, stars and snow are still the same.
But there were more subtle murmurs in my ears:
"You are a peerless sheathless sword, but a good sword should be in the sheath."
"People rarely do what they believe is right; they do what is convenient...and then regret it."
"This is a world of action, not of standing still."
"The first step to learning to fly is to learn to desire the sky."
…
These words are very positive, and the voices in each paragraph come from different people, including men, women, old and young.
But the more he closed his eyes and listened to these sounds, the stranger Han Feng felt.
The legendary Qiwu Daoxin Tea is to infuse yourself with chicken soup for the soul?
That would be too shameful...
"The world is a beast in pain, crawling naked under the moonlit night."
The sound in his ears didn't stop for a moment, it was tinny and harsh, and it began to annoy Han Feng.
Whether it's chicken soup with positive energy, chicken soup with poison, or a beacon that guides the direction of life...these things are messy and mixed together, which makes people uncomfortable.
"What...is this my Taoist heart?"
Han Feng felt more and more irritable and opened his eyes.
At this moment, all the whispers in my ears disappeared.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment.
It wasn't because the sound in his ears disappeared, but because another person sitting cross-legged appeared in front of him.
His appearance and facial features are exactly the same, but he is made up of some kind of mixed blue and purple energy. At first glance, he doesn't look like a real person.
Now in front of him, it seemed that he could discern certain information with the naked eye.
"It's me?"
At this moment, the person in front of me also opened his eyes.
Looking into his eyes, Han Feng suddenly felt like he was being seen through and his heart skipped a beat.
Then he disappeared.
Han Feng was silent for a moment.
It's completely clear.
The so-called Taoist heart...is not about learning something, but about understanding oneself.
I came from another world, so naturally I have too many thoughts, from the TV movies I have watched, the books and stories I have read, and the music and operas I have listened to.
I have never been a person with firm beliefs.
I don't even know what I want.
Because I am at a loss from the bottom of my heart.
Just thinking about those little murmurs just now, the things I have seen and heard have all gathered into who I am now, but that information has not become my own strength, it just makes me not know what to do with myself.
Every sentence makes sense, but I can't choose which sentence is the path I should pursue.
Ever since I came out of Qingniu Town, I had been taking steps one step at a time, feeling at a loss. If I encountered the Tianli Sect, I would fight. If I had Jun Huaixu's guidance, I would do it. If I was tricked by Buddhism, I would go back... I have nothing that I really want.
thing.
Will you survive... Frankly speaking, it may be difficult for others, but it is too easy for yourself.
To dominate the world? For me, it is not a lifelong pursuit.
Touching love? Pure friendship? Maybe there is such a thing in this world, but am I really such a person?
Those who don’t know what they want...will have no future.
I didn't notice it, but my Martial God Scroll, which integrated time martial arts, was able to detect it myself.
That's why it has such a strong demand for Daoxin tea.
This is something that cannot be changed by simply practicing martial arts or receiving mist initiation. This involves Han Feng, the concept and meaning of the essence of this soul after the name was taken.
When Han Feng understood this, the environment around the snow mountain began to change.
The wind and frost in the sky last for a hundred thousand years.
The world has changed in a blink of an eye.
Things change and the stars move several autumns.
The world is ashes and smoke.
The starry sky, the vast sea, the wilderness, the cloud waves... countless pictures wrap around me and flow around.
Thousands of emotions in this world flow through your heart.
My own person gradually became enriched after the truth about the world contained in Daoxin Tea.
Han Feng suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard somewhere... Human existence is essentially the accumulation of all experiences.
Something I have never experienced, something I have never thought about.
At this moment, there is plenty.
The smoke and waves of Kyushu are vast, and the rise and fall of all generations are confused.
I am just a traveler.
Xuanjiansi, Heavenly Court, Cixin Zen Forest, Martial Alliance... are all experiences.
I have also figured it out, no need to stick to good and evil, no need to stick to love and hate...just do what you want to do.
Han Feng opened his eyes. He was wearing a black and white feather cloak and his long hair as dark as satin flying against the wind and snow in the sky.
The emptiness of heaven and earth Yuan Qi now turns into substance and pours into the body.
I am entering the second level.
Han Feng looked at the woman in orange standing in the green wind and snow in front of him.
"Is it you who shaped my Taoist heart like this?"
The woman seemed to be extremely cold in the wind and snow, and her face and lips turned white.
"I have no choice...I'm on the snowy mountain and I can only find you...help me..."
Han Feng said nothing.
The surrounding scenery has dispersed as if it were water.
——
Putting down the wine glass, he raised his hand and looked at the snow-capped mountains just next to Yuxiong Pass.
The flawless snow-colored heaven and earth lost a huge amount of heaven and earth energy out of thin air, and the air flow was turbulent, causing a super large avalanche.
The sky and the earth are white, and the snow dragon roars.
Rushing towards Yuxiong Pass at the foot of the mountain.
Yuxiong Pass dared to build here, so of course it had support. After the army in the city sensed the avalanche, they began to operate at top speed.
"Open the barrier!"
"Prepare the Fire Dragon Arrow!"
"Three generals please!"
Han Feng stood in the small courtyard and stretched out his hands to catch the fine white flowers that had fallen from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
The sound is transmitted to the entire Yuxiong Pass:
"Don't panic, everyone, just take a moment."
Still holding the osmanthus between his fingers, Han Feng stood in the city, slowly pushing his palm towards the roaring and rushing dragon on the snow-capped mountains.
The second-grade skills that were promoted quietly spread out.
"The Unparalleled Volume of the Ancient Times? The Heart of Dao is involved in the World? Volume of Wind and Snow".
This trick was just created.
Then, the soldiers and civilians who had just been mobilized in the city saw the terrifying wave of snow clearly engulfing the mountains on the snow-capped mountains outside the city, as if they were being manipulated by the hands of gods, or as if they had hit an invisible barrier - they paused.
Then, most of the snow waves rolled back and returned to the boundless snow-capped mountains.
A small part of it blew up over Yuxiong Pass and turned into heavy snowfall.
Heaven and earth poured out their cups, pouring down a pot of ice-white Qiong Shuang.
The followers all sensed this and walked into the courtyard.
Han Feng stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, wearing a black and white feather cloak.
Snow fell one after another onto my hair and shoulders.