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"Brother?"
Seeing Lin Ming staring at the wine glass in silence, Jiang Baoyun couldn't help asking. +
Lin Ming raised his head, looked at Jiang Baoyun, and said, "Thank you..."
Jiang Baoyun was startled, he didn't know what Lin Ming was thanking for, but it was not important, he said with a hearty smile, "I hit it off with my brother, if I don't get drunk, I won't return today!"
At this time, Jiang Lanjian also echoed: "Haha, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"
Jiang Baoyun looked at Lin Ming, and suddenly said: "To be honest, Xiongtai is very similar to an old friend of mine, that's why I invited Xiongtai to drink."
"Oh… "
Lin Ming was silent and didn't say much.
"Brother Taiwan is really special." Jiang Baoyun was slightly taken aback. Ordinary people would often ask what kind of person he was, but the masked person in front of him just said a faint "oh".
Jiang Baoyun drank the wine in his glass, thinking of the duel in Seven Profound Valleys more than 130 years ago, that matchless battle with Lin Ming, which was the most unforgettable battle in his life.
He sighed in his heart and said: "You are indeed similar to my old friend, but you are actually different. You are not as persevering as him, but like an old man, but because of this, you are more serious..."
"That old friend... I once followed in his footsteps, but it was getting far away, and I couldn't see him after all. Now, he should have embarked on the road to pursue the peak of martial arts, that is his dream..."
"The peak of martial arts..." Lin Ming said quietly, his eyes were a little confused, "What is the peak of martial arts?"
He seemed to be asking Jiang Baoyun, and he was also asking himself.
Actually these years. Lin Ming had already doubted the peak of martial arts.
Since ancient times, I don't know how many outstanding people have been pursuing the peak of martial arts.
Shengmei will do anything for the pinnacle of martial arts, Shenmeng strives for the pinnacle of martial arts, Good Fortune Holy Emperor will not hesitate to merge with the devil of the abyss for the pinnacle of martial arts...
But where can they go
Not to mention them, even if they are the masters of Asura Road and the creators of the "Holy Code", have they... reached the peak of martial arts
Jiang Baoyun said: "What is the peak. I don't know. But I think people call the highest mountain in a group of high mountains the peak. Then, the sword mountain where I am is also the peak."
Lin Ming shook his head, "Sword Mountain... not enough."
"Yes, not enough! I climbed to the top of Sword Mountain. It is not enough to overlook a country, but it is not enough to overlook the world. In this world, there are endless peaks, but there is always one mountain, the highest, the taller The more difficult it is to climb the mountain, but this is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that you don't know where the mountain is."
Lin Ming remained calm and stared at the wine glass. Perhaps he already knew where this mountain was...
The three great gods in the universe, the way of spirit, energy and spirit, the integration of the "Sacred Code" for cultivating the inner universe and the "Book of Heaven" for cultivating the universe...
Is this the pinnacle
Lin Ming couldn't be sure, but he knew that Jiang Baoyun's reincarnation swordsmanship and his double swordsmanship before were nothing compared to the three ways of spirit, energy, spirit and the universe of heaven, earth, man and man.
Even if Jiang Baoyun reaches the extreme on his way, it is only the height of Jianshan Mountain.
"Will you keep looking for it?" Lin Ming suddenly asked Jiang Baoyun.
"Why not?" Jiang Baoyun laughed and filled the wine glass. "I will keep looking, I know, my vision is limited, I may never find it, but I will still keep climbing, I don't need to really climb the highest mountain in the world, I just need to climb, I The highest peak you can see will do!"
"Because when I climb a peak, my vision will be wider, so I can see where the higher peak is. I will climb down again and climb the new peak I found, and repeat..."
"Does it make sense?"
Lin Ming asked.
He knows that the life of a warrior is so short, if he takes detours again and again, he will only run out of youth.
"Yes." Jiang Baoyun nodded solemnly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. "Even if I've been climbing all my life, even if I'm so small that I can never see where the ultimate mountain is, at least... I can keep surpassing myself and defeating myself."
Beat yourself
At that moment, Lin Ming's heart trembled, as if something touched his heart.
Defeat yourself... The biggest enemy in life is actually yourself.
Jiang Baoyun is destined not to be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts in this life, but he still pursues it, because every time he climbs a new mountain, he defeats his former self.
Sometimes, even if a person knows that he can't accomplish anything, he will rush in without hesitation.
Moths to the flame, isn't that what it is
Lin Ming was silent, chewing on these sentiments in his heart, and remained silent for a long time.
He once said that he would like to be a moth to a flame.
However, people are not moths after all.
There are people who are willing to be moths to the flames, but after all, when they rush into the flames without hesitation, they can still see hope.
In the past, Lin Ming was also like this.
He said he wanted to be a moth to a flame, and he did, and he succeeded.
However, moths are not successful.
They rushed into the flames and faced death.
When there is really no hope in sight, when the real flames are in front of you, how many people dare to rush in
"Drink again!"
Jiang Baoyun's words interrupted Lin Ming's contemplation, and Lin Ming drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Cup after cup, the Millennium Fog Flower Wine was finished.
Then change to new wine, jar after jar, they don't know how many jars they drank.
The three of them would not be drunk originally, but today, they were drunk.
When a person is drunk, he becomes confused.
In the life of a person, the grassroots run around for their livelihood, the dignitaries fight for their official careers, the ordinary warriors fight to the death to reach a higher level, and the gods of the race go forward for the continuation of the race and the way of life for the common people...
Life is a battle, but it is rare to be confused...
Taste spicy but know mellow, and understand the mystery when you are very confused.
This is the artistic conception of wine, and also the artistic conception of life...
Lin Ming did not know how many times he drank all the wine in his glass. Until all three were drunk, they lay on the ground and fell asleep.
This time, Lin Ming fell into an extremely deep sleep.
He has not slept like this for many years.
Don't worry about the catastrophe of the human race, don't worry about being chased and killed by the true god, and don't worry about the fire of your soul that has disappeared.
Rarely indulged, rarely confused...
…
Waking up from a dream, the night is already deep.
Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian were still sleeping, on the wine table. The wine glass is messed up. Beside them, there were seven or eight empty wine jars.
Lin Ming watched silently for a while, then stood up.
And at this time, Jiang Baoyun also woke up.
"Going?"
Jiang Baoyun looked at Lin Ming. Lin Ming nodded slightly.
"where to?"
Lin Ming was silent. Said: "Go to another place..."
He had a hunch. This should be the last time he and Jiang Baoyun met, "What about you?"
Jiang Baoyun smiled, "Me? I should be looking for...another higher peak..."
…
Lin Ming left. Jianshan and his party gave him an inexplicable feeling.
Although during this period, he didn't go to study the exercises, didn't try to comprehend the way of heaven, didn't go to meditate and practice, but Lin Ming knew that his heart had actually been baptized like never before.
If the fire of his soul is still strong, then this realization will be unimaginable to his future achievements.
However, he still hasn't found a way to restore the original soul power...
He climbed over the Sword Mountain, crossed the vast wilderness, and came to the Kingdom of Sky Fortune.
Sky Fortune Kingdom was the place where he was born and raised.
There are so many memories of him here.
Lin Ming stood on a high mountain, overlooking this country. In the vast universe, this small country is too small, even a grain of sand in the desert is not enough to describe it.
However, it carried too many memories of Lin Ming...
His perception spread, covering the entire country with ease.
He found Qingsang City, the city where he grew up.
In the past, Qingsang City was just a small city, the city walls were only two feet high, and the population was less than one hundred thousand.
However, now, Green Mulberry City has surpassed the imperial city Sky Fortune City, and has become the largest city in Sky Fortune Kingdom.
The city is extremely prosperous, the streets are spacious and full of bustling crowds.
Such earth-shaking changes were naturally due to Lin Ming. Lin Ming walked out of this city and was a mythical figure in Qingsang City. Because of this, this city, every year, countless warriors flooded into this city. These warriors, who have A lot of wealth, so it also contributed to the prosperity of Qingsang City.
At the gate of Qingsang City, there are three three-foot-tall rock sculptures.
The one in the middle was engraved with Lin Ming. The Lin Ming in the sculpture was holding a long spear, pointing straight at the blue sky.
Behind Lin Ming, there were two other peerless women carved in two sculptures, like fairies who had just emerged from the dust. They were Mu Qianyu and Qin Xingxuan.
These three sculptures are worshiped by countless people every year.
Lin Ming stood at the gate of the city and stopped for a long time.
Finally, he stepped into the city.
The bustling crowd included everyone, scholars, warriors, beggars, actors, maids, bearers, bakers...
"Come, take a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, there is a big stone on your chest, a water tank on your head, the rich will give you money, and the poor will give you a personal place!" , clasping fists at everyone.
"Fengshui fortune-telling, if you believe it, there is, if you don't believe it, you don't..." There are fortune-tellers who set up stalls to tell fortunes.
Listening to these noisy voices, Lin Ming gradually became a member of the crowd. He was inconspicuous, and only the mask on his face allowed people on the street to notice him occasionally.
Luxurious carriages can be seen everywhere, and exquisite sedan chairs, one after another.
Some people rode tall horses at the gate of the city, passing by vigorously, and some were dressed in rags and sat on the ground with a straw mat.
"Selling sesame seed cakes, the newly baked big sesame seed cakes, two yuan each, delicious, secret made by the ancestors, only this one, little brother, how about one?"
Lin Ming walked across a stone bridge, and an aunt selling sesame seed cakes was selling sesame seed cakes to Lin Ming.
Lin Ming turned his head to look, and saw this aunt was wearing a headscarf, her complexion was tanned red by the sun, and her face was weathered. She was wearing simple coarse clothes, and under her feet were a pair of old cloth shoes that she had bought herself.
At this time, she was wrapping a sesame seed cake in paper, and the hand holding the sesame seed cake was covered with calluses.
Lin Ming looked at this aunt, and suddenly felt his nose sore. He touched his body, but there were no copper coins, not even gold or silver.
The things of his Sumeru Precepts cannot be taken out, any one of them, if it falls into the mortal world, can cause a catastrophe.
So, he shook his head.
The woman was stunned. She looked at Lin Ming's clothes, he didn't look like a poor man, but he was penniless, probably he forgot to bring money.
She smiled and said, "Little brother, did you forget to bring money? It's already noon, you haven't eaten yet, come here, no money."
The woman wrapped the biscuits in paper and stuffed them into Lin Ming's hands.
Lin Ming held the sesame seed cake and stood there in a daze, not knowing what it was like.
Back then, when Lin Ming was still a child, his family was not bad. His parents ran a restaurant for the family, and they took out money every year. With the change his mother gave him, Lin Ming would often come to the street to buy sesame seed cakes and candied haws.
Lin Ming held the biscuits in both hands, slowly brought the biscuits to his mouth, and took a bite.
Crisp and soft, with a unique grain fragrance.
The taste has not changed, it is exactly the same as it was more than a hundred years ago.
Become... just a person who eats biscuits...
Lin Ming took one bite at a time, chewing carefully.
This is a food unique to mortals. It has been many years. What Lin Ming eats are all natural treasures. Just a little bit, a mortal and a country can't afford it with all their national power, but... it seems that there is no such thing as natural treasures, It was comparable to the biscuits that Lin Ming ate today.
"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
The woman who sold the biscuits saw tears in Lin Ming's eyes after eating the biscuits. She panicked, "Is the biscuit not tasty? Or did you get into trouble with the family and ran away..."
"No...thank you ma'am..."
Lin Ming shook his head, saluted respectfully, then turned and left...
Lin Ming walked step by step. Along the way, he saw many dignitaries, young masters riding horses, and charming young ladies.
He also saw more poor people, prostitutes showing off in front of brothels, and beggars begging along the streets.
Life is less than a hundred years, young and white, I don't know how many births, old ages, sicknesses and deaths, prosperity and suffering.
Lin Ming had seen these things when he was a child, but he had never really experienced them.
It is a kind of perception for a warrior to cultivate the way of heaven.
Entering the world to experience the mundane world is also a kind of perception.
However, there are too many people who comprehend the way of heaven, and there are very few people who see through the mundane world...
Warriors stand too high, and there is a natural barrier between them and ordinary people. They can't understand the ups and downs of ordinary people at all.
Before he knew it, Lin Ming walked to the very center of Green Mulberry City, where the Lin family was located.
Over the past hundred years, the Lin family has become the largest mortal family in the Sky Fortune Kingdom, and even in the entire Southern Heaven Region, because of Lin Ming.
Even the royal family of a big country is not as prominent as the Lin family.
No matter who it is or what power it is, they dare not provoke the Lin family.
Back then when Lin Ming took his parents away from the Lin family, he had already severed karma with the Lin family. Today, when Lin Ming returned to the Lin family, he just stopped silently in front of the Lin family's house.
For an entire hour, Lin Ming saw many dignitaries entering and leaving the Lin family, all of them were respectful and did not dare to make mistakes.
I also saw the disciples of the Lin family performing martial arts in the school field, and they fought very fiercely.
The current head of the Lin family seems to be a wise master. He understands that only his own strength is the most important.
Lin Ming watched these silently, and then left silently. From the beginning to the end, he never entered the Lin family's house.
Life and death are fateful, wealth is impermanent, the Lin family should be able to prosper for thousands of years, but in this world, there is no eternal wealth.
Maybe in the future, such a big family will be ruined and return to ordinary life...
From Lin Ming's point of view, this is a natural reincarnation and there is no need to change it...
After reading this chapter, you can turn to the chapter about Jiang Baoyun. Combined with "Chapter 272, The Protagonist of the Times", Jiang Baoyun at that time, compared with the current Jiang Baoyun, feels Can be more three-dimensional. These plots are an important spiritual nirvana on the protagonist's martial arts road, and they are also an indispensable transition of the plot.
I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival. This chapter has more than 4,000 words, and today is the end of this chapter.
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