In the past practice time, I would study the White Tiger boots whenever I had time, trying to figure out the vague words recorded on them and see if there were any clues to the next stage of the practice.
However, all efforts are in vain, at least until now, and there is no clue at all.
In the past, I never understood why this happened!
But now I have some vague guesses and understand some realities, that is, although my father has great magical powers, he is not omnipotent!
Obviously, there seemed to be some problems with the inheritance of the exercises he arranged for me, which caused me to be unable to make a breakthrough.
Although because of this reason, my cultivation has been polished to perfection in the Taichu realm, and I have the combat power to kill monks in the Dayan realm.
And from the current point of view, this precipitation seems to have not reached the end. As long as the opportunity comes, I may not have the possibility of making further progress.
But I can't wait any longer!
Especially when I think about the danger my father may encounter, this feeling becomes more urgent.
Before today, even though I had known that he had been captured, I had never been so worried.
Because at that time, he could still arrange many backup plans calmly, and in that battle, the opponent obviously did not show the desire to kill him so strong.
But everything is different now.
Ever since I guessed that he might choose to take the path of reaching heaven and earth, I always felt that the countdown to his life had begun.
If that were the case, if I didn't step up my practice, let alone help him, I would have doubts about whether I would be able to see him for the last time, let alone trace the past events.
All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts were so mixed and entangled that I couldn't understand them and made me feel dizzy.
This embarrassing state is the first time I have appeared since I came to the world of cultivating immortals in my dream.
Before this, no matter how big a setback I encountered, or even when my life was in danger several times, I had never felt such unbearable pain.
Just when this pain reached a certain stage, I suddenly felt a sense of realization deep in my heart. I felt that this was the first time that I had truly integrated into this world of immortality.
Or perhaps, although my previous life was very harmonious with this world, there was always something missing.
Now think about it, the missing part is probably this level of pain!
The so-called five flavors of life are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and the five flavors of life are joy, anger, sadness and resentment. What I am experiencing now should be the final resentment to be precise!
Yu's goal of helping his father is very clear, but he is unable to take effective action due to his lack of cultivation.
I felt like a fly trapped in a transparent crystal. I could see that everything was bright and clear, but no matter where I went, I would end up hitting a wall.
The more this happens, the more anxious I become, and the more anxious I become, the more resentful I become, and my whole person is almost about to explode and be destroyed in this extreme emotion.
However, the more this happens, the more I feel the real side of this world.
It was a feeling of intimacy that was no different from the real world, as if I was in reality at this moment, and the original reality was becoming more and more like a dream.
This is probably the true meaning of pain, right?
At this point, all five flavors are present, and the integration with this world is getting higher and higher, as if I was really born and raised here!
And everything in the past is true, they are real events that I have experienced, and they are my life!
This was the first time I had such severe sensory confusion in a dream, especially when it suddenly appeared in extreme pain and caught me off guard.
It seems that this state of not being able to relax one's ambitions and not being able to realize one's wishes is the most torturous, and at the same time it is also the easiest for people to let go of the defenses deep in their hearts and collapse completely.
"Xiaotian! Xiaotian..."
"Xiaotian, why are you here?"
"Xiaotian, it turns out you and Ling Jiu know each other! That's great!"
"Xiaotian, are you okay?"
"No! Xiaotian, wake up quickly!"
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and help? Xiaotian has gone crazy!"
"ah……"
Suddenly, just when the pain caused by my inner frustration reached its limit, I seemed to hear calls ringing in my ears.
It's real and clear, but when I want to answer it, it feels very far away, as if it's coming from another world.
Although my mind was in chaos, I still felt a bit warm and peaceful when I heard this seemingly invisible call.
Thinking about it afterwards, I felt like a normal person locked in an extremely dark room.
Although he has bright eyes, he can't see anything. Everywhere he touches there are walls. He seems to be trapped in a small and hot can.
In the end, all kinds of negative emotions emerged, which directly caused my temper to become violent and could no longer be controlled.
The limit of this kind of explosion is that after hearing that warm voice, a sudden fragment of consciousness appears, and the whole person falls into a coma.
This is probably the collapse of consciousness that occurs when one suddenly feels a sense of security on the verge of mental collapse, right?
But this is a very embarrassing thing!
As a monk, what mortals call an immortal, and the nominal second person in the Confucian Qitian Academy, I actually fainted...
This kind of thing has never happened even in reality!
But when I think about the slightly urgent cry "Xiaotian has gone crazy" that I heard at the end, I suddenly feel that it is not very unfair.
After all, I have gone crazy!
Mortals can still practice Cha Qi even if they are practicing martial arts. Naturally, it is nothing for an immortal to become possessed.
It's just that I didn't expect that I would fall into a crazy situation in such a situation, and I didn't even have time to feel it.
But in other words, it seems that no monk would become possessed while awake, right?
If that situation really existed, it would definitely not be called obsession, but madness!
When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was a big face full of concern. Who was it if it wasn't Dewey?
When he saw me waking up, before he could speak, he heard a questioning voice from the side.
"Brother Dewey, is this kid okay? He helps others protect the Dharma, and others have nothing to do, but he himself has gone crazy!" the man said, his tone was quite unkind.
However, before he finished speaking, someone else said, "Yes! With such a teammate, I am really worried about my safety!"
As two consecutive questions came, Dewey secretly said something bad and was about to speak, but I reached out to stop him.
And I took this opportunity to stand up directly, stared at the two people and said, "What, you want to try to see if I am qualified?" (To be continued)