Chapter 1935 Revisiting the Old Place

"Brother?"

Seeing Lin Ming staring at the wine glass silently, Jiang Baoyun couldn't help but ask.

Lin Ming raised his head, looked at Jiang Baoyun, and said, "Thank you..."

Jiang Baoyun was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what Lin Ming was thanking, but it didn't matter. He smiled heartily, "I'm going to have a relationship with Xiongtai, I won't go home if I don't get drunk today!"

At this time, Jiang Lanjian also echoed: "Haha, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

Jiang Baoyun looked at Lin Ming and suddenly said, "To be honest, Xiongtai is very much like an old friend, so I invited Xiongtai to drink."

"Oh……"

Lin Ming was silent and did not say much.

"Xiongtai is really special." Jiang Baoyun was slightly startled. Ordinary people often ask what kind of person he is, but the masked person in front of him is only a faint "Oh".

Jiang Baoyun drank his glass of wine and remembered the confrontation between the Seven Profound Valleys more than 130 years ago. The epic battle with Lin Ming was the most unforgettable battle in his life.

He sighed in his heart and said, "You and my old friend are indeed similar, but they are actually different. You are not as persevering as he is, but you are like an old man. However, because of this, you are a little more heavy..."

"That old friend... I once followed in his footsteps, but it was getting too far, and I finally lost sight. Now, he should have embarked on the road of pursuing the peak of martial arts, that is his dream..."

"The peak of the martial arts..." Lin Ming said faintly, his eyes a little confused, "What is the peak of the martial arts?"

He seemed to be asking Jiang Baoyun. Also asking myself.

In fact, over the years, Lin Ming had already had doubts about the peak of martial arts.

Since ancient times, I do not know how many outstanding people. They are all in pursuit of the peak of martial arts.

Shengmei will do whatever she can for the peak of martial arts, Shenmeng is striving for the peak of martial arts, and the Holy Emperor of Fortune will not hesitate to merge with the abyss demon for the peak of martial arts...

But how far can they go?

Not to mention them, even if they are the masters of Shura Road, the creators of the Holy Code. Have they...have reached the pinnacle of martial arts?

Jiang Baoyun said: "I don't know what the peak is. But I think that people call the highest mountain among a group of high mountains, the peak. So, the sword mountain where I am is also the peak."

Lin Ming shook his head, "Jianshan...not enough."

"Yes, it's not enough! I climbed to the top of Jianshan, and I can overlook a country, but overlooking the world is far from enough. In this world, there are endless peaks, but there is always one mountain, which is the highest. The higher the The mountain, the harder it is to climb, but that's not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that you don't even know where the mountain is."

Lin Ming remained calm, staring at the wine glass. Maybe he already knows where this mountain is...

The three gods in the universe. The way of spirit, energy and spirit, the fusion of the "Holy Book" of cultivating the universe within the body and the "Book of Heaven" of cultivating the universe of heaven and earth...

Is this the peak?

Lin Ming couldn't be sure, but he knew that Jiang Baoyun's swordsmanship of reincarnation, his double swordsmanship, was nothing compared to the three ways of essence, energy and spirit and the universe of heaven, earth and human.

Even if Jiang Baoyun reaches the extreme on his way, it is only the height of Jianshan.

"Are you going to keep looking?" Lin Ming suddenly asked Jiang Baoyun.

"Why not? No" Jiang Baoyun laughed,

Fill the wine glass. "I will keep looking. I know that my horizons are limited and I may never find it, but I will continue to climb. I don't need to really climb the highest peak in the world. The highest peak you can see is enough!"

"Because I climb a peak, my horizons will be wider, so I can see where the higher peak is, I will climb down again, re-climb the new peak I found, and repeat..."

"Does it make sense?"

Lin Ming asked.

He knows how short the life of a warrior is. If he takes detours again and again, he will only exhaust his youth.

"Yes." Jiang Baoyun nodded solemnly and drank the wine in the cup. "Even if I keep 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 up?

At that moment, Lin Ming's heart trembled, as if something had touched his heart.

Defeating yourself... The biggest enemy in life is actually yourself.

Jiang Baoyun was destined not to be able to reach the peak of martial arts in this life, but he still pursued it, because every time he climbed a new mountain, he defeated his former self.

Sometimes, a person will rush in without hesitation even if he knows he can't do something.

Moths to the fire, isn't that so?

Lin Ming was silent, chewing on these insights in his heart, and said nothing for a long time.

He once said that he is willing to be a moth to a fire.

However, people, after all, are not moths.

There are people who are willing to be moths to the flames, in fact, after all, when they rush into the flames without hesitation, they can still see hope.

In the past, Lin Ming was like this too.

He said he was going to be a moth to the fire, and he did it, and it worked.

However, the moths will not succeed.

They burst into flames and faced death.

When there is really no hope, when the real flame is 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 took a sip of the wine from the glass.

Cup after cup, the Millennium Wuhua wine is finished.

They changed to new wine, jar after jar, they didn't know how many jars they drank.

The three of them would not be drunk before, but today, they are drunk.

When people are drunk, they become confused.

In one's life, grass-roots people rush for a living, high-ranking officials and nobles fight for their careers, ordinary warriors fight for life and death to reach a higher realm, race gods and gods are the continuation of the race and the way of life...

Fighting for a lifetime, but it is rare to be confused...

The taste is spicy and mellow, and when you are very confused, you realize the mystery.

This is the mood of wine. It is also the mood of life...

Lin Ming didn't know how many times he drank his glass of wine until the three of them were all drunk and they lay on the ground. Fall asleep.

This time, Lin Ming slept very deeply.

He hasn't slept like this in years.

Don't worry about the catastrophe of the human race, don't worry about being chased and killed by the true god, don't worry about the fire of your soul that has disappeared.

Rare indulgence, rare confusion...

...

When I woke up from a dream, it was late at night.

Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian were still sleeping. On the wine table, the wine glasses are messed up. Beside them, there were seven or eight empty wine jars.

Lin Ming watched silently for a while, then stood up.

At this time, Jiang Baoyun also woke up.

"Going?"

Jiang Baoyun looked at Lin Ming. Lin Ming nodded lightly.

"where to?"

Lin Ming was silent and said, "Go to another place..."

He had a hunch that 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..."

...

After Lin Ming left, Jian Shan and his party gave him an inexplicable feeling.

Although during this period, he did not go to intensive study of exercises, did not go to understand the way of heaven. He didn't go to meditate, but Lin Ming knew that it was actually his mind. Got an unprecedented baptism.

If the fire of his soul is still strong, then this insight will be unimaginable for his future achievements.

It's just that he still hasn't found a way to restore his original soul power...

He climbed over the Sword Mountain, traversed the vast wilderness, and came to the Kingdom of Heaven.

Heavenly Fortune. The place where he was born and raised.

There are so many memories of him here.

Lin Ming stood on a high mountain, overlooking the country. In the vast universe, this small country is too small to be described by a grain of sand in the desert.

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 with a city wall of only 20 feet high and a population of less than 100,000.

However, now, Qingsang City has surpassed the imperial city of Tianyun City, and has become the largest city in the Tianyun Kingdom.

The city is extremely prosperous, with spacious streets filled with bustling people.

Such an earth-shaking change is naturally due to Lin Ming. Lin Ming came out of this city and is a mythical figure in Qingsang City. Because of this, this city receives an unknown number of warriors every year. These warriors have A lot of wealth, so it also contributed to the prosperity of Qingsang City.

At the gate of Qingsang City, there are three rock sculptures three meters high.

The one in the center was carved by Lin Ming. Lin Ming in the sculpture held a long spear and pointed straight at the sky.

Behind Lin Ming, the other two sculptures carved two peerless women, just like fairies from the dust, they were Mu Qianyu and Qin Xingxuan.

These three sculptures are worshipped by an unknown number of 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, there are all kinds of people, scholars, warriors, beggars, actors, maids, bearers, sellers of biscuits...

"Come, take a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, a big stone on your chest, a water tank on your head, the rich hold a money field, and the poor hold a personal field!" A sturdy man with a shirtless upper body , clasping fists at the crowd.

"Feng Shui fortune-telling, if you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it..." There are fortune-tellers who set up stalls to fortune-telling.

Listening to these noisy voices, Lin Ming slowly became a member of the crowd. He was inconspicuous, and only the mask on his face made people on the street occasionally notice him.

Luxurious carriages can be seen everywhere, exquisite sedan chairs, one after another.

Some people rode high-headed horses at the gate of the city and walked by in high spirits, while others sat on the ground with ragged clothes and a straw mat.

"Selling biscuits, the new big biscuits, two cents apiece, fragrant, secretly made by ancestors, this is the only one, little brother, how about one?"

Lin Ming walked over a stone bridge, and an aunt who sold sesame cakes sold sesame cakes to Lin Ming.

Lin Ming turned his head to look and saw that this aunt was wearing a headscarf, her complexion was red from the sun, her face was frosty, she was wearing simple coarse clothes, and under her feet were a pair of old cloth shoes that she had accepted.

At this time, she was wrapping a sesame cake in paper, and the hand holding the sesame cake was full of calluses.

Lin Ming looked at this aunt and suddenly felt a sore nose. He touched his body, but there was no copper coins, not even gold and silver.

He could not take out the things that he must have ordered. If any one thing falls into the mortal world, it can cause a catastrophe.

So he shook his head.

The woman was stunned for a while. She saw that Lin Ming's clothes didn't look like a poor man, but he was penniless, so he probably forgot to bring money.

She smiled and said, "Brother, did you forget to bring money? It's already noon, and we haven't eaten yet, come one, don't want money."

The woman wrapped the biscuits with paper and stuffed them into Lin Ming's hands.

Lin Ming took the biscuits and stood there in a daze, not knowing what it was like.

Back then, when Lin Ming was a child, his family was not bad or not. His parents ran restaurants for the family, and they took regular money every year. With the change that his mother gave him, Lin Ming often came to the street to buy biscuits and candied haws.

Lin Ming held the biscuits in both hands, slowly brought the biscuits to his mouth, and took a bite.

Soft taste, with a unique grain flavor.

The taste has not changed, it is exactly the same as more than 100 years ago.

Become... just a person who eats biscuits...

Lin Ming took one bite at a time, chewing it carefully.

This is a food unique to mortals. I don't know how many years ago, Lin Ming ate all the treasures of heaven and earth. Just a little bit, a mortal country could not afford to buy it with all its national strength, but... it seems that there is no such thing as heaven and earth treasures. It was comparable to the sesame cake 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 a little, "Is the biscuits not delicious?

"No...Thank you aunty..."

Lin Ming shook his head, gave a respectful salute, then turned and left...

Lin Ming walked step by step. Along the way, he saw many dignitaries, looking at the young man riding a horse, and the young lady sitting on the beautiful son.

He also saw more poor people, prostitutes in front of brothels, and beggars begging on the streets.

Life is short for less than a hundred years, young and white, I don't know how many births, old age, sickness and death, prosperity and misery.

Lin Ming had seen these things when he was a child, but he had never really experienced them.

It is a kind of insight for a warrior to cultivate the way of heaven.

Entering the world to experience the mundane world is also a kind of feeling.

However, there are too many people who comprehend the Tao of Heaven, and very few people who see through the mundane world...

The warriors stand too high, and there is a barrier like a moat between them and ordinary people, and they can't understand the ups and downs of mortals at all.

Unconsciously, Lin Ming walked to the center of Qingsang City, where the Lin family was located.

In the past 100 years, because of Lin Ming, the Lin family had become the largest mortal family in the Heavenly Fate Kingdom, and even the entire Southern Heaven Region.

Even the royal family of a big country is not as prominent as the Lin family.

No matter who they are or what forces they are, they dare not provoke the Lin family.

When Lin Ming picked up his parents from the Lin family, he had already broken up with the Lin family. Today, Lin Ming returned to the Lin family, but he just stopped silently in front of the Lin family's door.

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 perform martial arts on the school grounds, and they fought very fiercely.

The contemporary head of the Lin family seems to be a bright 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 fate, 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 again and return to ordinary...

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 front of the chapter about Jiang Baoyun and look at "Chapter 272, The Protagonist of the Times". Compared with the current Jiang Baoyun, Jiang Baoyun at that time feels Can be more three-dimensional. These plots are an important spiritual nirvana on the road of the protagonist's martial arts, 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 this is the chapter for today.

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