Chapter 283： Fighting Taoism (1/2)
Departure.
Lin Feng traveled all over the Yanjie.
Years of breakthroughs in retreat have been fruitless.
Lin Feng wanted to come out for a walk.
He came to a plane.
I saw a lot of old acquaintances here.
"It's Xingtian!" Jones Heller looked at Lin Feng.
"Hasn't he been in seclusion all the time?" Wu Wudi thought.
"Right now, he is the only one who still insists on breaking through." Yi Dao said to his heart.
When Lin Feng saw these strong men, they all gathered together.
They were piled high with holy wine and gourmet food.
There was even a group of beautiful servants dancing with them.
"It's been a lot of drunken life and dreams." Lin Feng thought to himself, with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly asked, "You guys are doing well now."
Jones Heller and other powerhouses were immediately embarrassed when they heard the words.
I don't know if I am ashamed of Lin Feng's words, or I am ashamed of what I have done.
As a peak powerhouse in the semi-sacred peak, cultivation has been carved into the bones.
But now they are drunk.
Extremely decadent, he has long forgotten about cultivation.
They felt that Lin Feng's words were a bit sarcastic.
Although there is no problem.
"Humph." Wu Wudi said stubbornly, "The chaotic universe can't be cultivated, we cultivate very well!"
"We have reached the limit, we just have to wait for the breakthrough." Jones Heller also agreed, "Now that the realm of the chaotic universe is locked, no one can break through, not even you Xingtian."
"That is, as long as we wait until the unblocking, we will naturally be able to continue to cultivate and make breakthroughs." Sheng Xing, Yi Dao, and Shen Wu Xie also said the same.
Lin Feng nodded.
He didn't refute, but left silently.
Lin Feng continued to walk.
He saw Wenmu Shen in a plane.
Wen Mushen is painting.
It is a picture of sentient beings in the chaotic universe.
There are mad powers slaughtering and slaughtering life.
Many powerhouses approaching the limit of Shouyuan committed suicide in despair.
There are also powerhouses who cannot break through, and who are close to breaking through, playing with things and losing their minds.
The painting of Wen Mushen is lifelike.
"Your painting is very good." Lin Feng waited until Wenmu Shen finished painting before saying.
"This is also cultivation." Wen Mushen smiled and said, "I use painting to enter the Tao, and painting is cultivation, exercise my mind, and understand the truth of the law."
Lin Feng's eyes brightened, "You are different from other powerhouses."
"You are also different." Wen Mushen smiled, "You have been insisting on breaking through."
"I'm just being myself." Lin Feng smiled.
Wen Mushen suddenly said, "I made a painting for you."
"Oh?" Lin Feng became interested.
"It's this one." Wen Mushen took out a picture scroll and handed it to Lin Feng, "This picture is called [Chicken Bird], and I give it to you."
Lin Feng took the scroll.
He opened the scroll, and a vivid picture suddenly appeared.
In the painting, there is a newly born chick. It is hairless and wakes up in a daze.
After waking up...
The chick looks up to the sky for the first time.
Then, the chicks try to flap their fleshy wings and flutter.
The first time it failed.
For the hundredth time, it flew to a height of half a meter, and then fell heavily.
The chick is covered in scars.
But the other end, still high, looking at the sky.
The young bird's eyes are full of yearning for the sky and perseverance to dreams.
It continued to flap its wings.
a thousand times.
10,000 times.
a million times...
A million times a million times...
fly!
fly!
fly!
The fledgling's dream is to fly to the sky and feel the clouds and the wind.
It fails again and again, it tries again and again.
The chicks seem to be doing their best to fight a war.
The protagonist of the war is itself.