Eastern Province, an unknown mountain peak.

A group of backpackers are hiking.

One of the backpackers stopped and was about to take a drink of water. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the sky, and he suddenly froze.

"God...god!" he stammered.

The other backpackers looked up.

More than a hundred meters above their heads, they saw a figure walking in the wind at an extremely fast speed.

"Wow!"

"Really a god!"

"Am I not dazzled?"

"Everyone has seen it, how can you be dazzled!"

The climbers discussed the matter in a lively manner.

There are even more superstitious people who directly kneel down and worship, muttering: "God, please bless me to get rich. When I get rich, I will build a temple for you, erect a statue, and offer incense to you..."

Of course, not all climbers are so ignorant.

"That's not a god, he's a powerful warrior."

In the crowd, a strong, dark-skinned middle-aged man sneered: "You have never eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs running? Those martial arts masters are so high and low, what's so strange about it."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately responded with ridicule.

"Please tell me, which warrior can fly so high?"

"Everyone has seen warriors. They can only jump two or three feet at most. Can they fly in the sky?"

"The end of martial arts is to cultivate immortality!"

"How can a frog at the bottom of a well know how vast the world is?"

Facing the siege of everyone, the middle-aged man was a little overwhelmed for a while.

He looked up at the direction where the figure disappeared, and couldn't help but doubt his own judgment: "Am I wrong, is the person who just passed by really a god?"

****

Southeast Province, Pengze Lake.

Thousands of willow branches hang low, slightly blown and swaying gently, like a lover's hand.

"Xiaorou, I like you, please be my girlfriend!"

Under one of the willow trees, a male student knelt down on one knee, holding a rose and confessing his love to the girl in front of him.

The girl was wearing a white sweater and narrow trousers. She had a slim figure and a delicate appearance. She seemed to be caught off guard by the young man's confession and seemed quite at a loss.

"Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!"

The tourists around him cheered loudly.

The girl named Xiaorou's face turned even redder, she bit her lip, her eyes wandered, and she did not dare to meet the male student's eager eyes.

At this moment, screams suddenly came one after another in the distance.

"Look, there's someone on the lake!"

"Is it a special effect? ​​Why does he seem to be walking on water?"

"Could this be the rumored qinggong floating on water?"

The girl subconsciously turned her head and looked towards the lake.

Just a few dozen meters away from her, in the center of Pengze Lake, a young man with white hair and black clothes walked leisurely on the waves with his hands behind his back.

The young man had a very young appearance, with clear-cut features and calm and deep eyes. Against the background of his white hair, he exuded an air of independence and aloofness.

He walked farther and farther, leaving no trace wherever he passed.

He came suddenly and left carelessly.

Looking at the young man's astonishing back, the girl named Xiaorou felt as if her heart had been hit by an arrow, and she was stunned.

"Xiaorou, Xiaorou."

The male student called the girl's name repeatedly and said affectionately: "Will you agree to be my girlfriend?"

The girl came back to her senses and was silent for four or five seconds.

"sorry."

She took two steps back and refused politely: "You are a good person, but I can't promise you."

I thought I was sure of it, but unexpectedly I received a good guy card. The male student felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face became distorted: "Why not?"

"Do you know martial arts?" Xiaorou asked with a smile.

The male student shook his head in astonishment.

"My idol is Mr. Lin Chong."

Xiaorou's eyes sparkled: "Besides, my family runs a martial arts school. If you don't know martial arts, you and I will have nothing in common."

"I can learn! For you, I am willing to learn martial arts!"

The male student was ready to hug Xiaorou's legs and beat her tightly.

"Bang!"

Xiaorou kicked the male student off the lake with a flying kick, then stood on the shore and said shyly: "We'll talk about it after you learn it, okay?"

"Gudu! Gudu, Gudu..."

****

Southwest Province, Kuitang Gorge.

The mighty river is rushing endlessly, and on both sides of the canyon, cliffs stand towering like sharp swords piercing the sky. The scenery is majestic and breathtaking.

Lin Zhong stood on a cliff and looked around.

From where he was, he could see two peaks, one in the south and one in the north, facing each other across the river. They were about a few hundred feet high and less than a hundred meters wide, like a portal.

It controls Bayu in the west and collects thousands of valleys, and connects Jingchu and mountains in the east.

Kuimen is a hero in the world!

Such beautiful scenery made Lin Chong feel infinitely proud.

Lin Zhong let out a clear whistle, stirred his inner breath, soared into the air, crossed the Xiongqi Kui Gate, and flew toward the endless mountains as far as the eye could see.

Deep in the mountains.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed across the dome, and the thunder was deafening.

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.

Lin Zhong sat cross-legged on a big stone, eyes slightly closed, letting the rain wet his body.

Although Lin Zhong could use his inner strength to block the heavy rain from the outside, he did not do that.

Outside there was thunder and lightning, wind and rain, but Lin Zhong's heart was like a mirror, calm and calm.

Grandmaster Dan Jin's perception was completely relaxed, and Lin Zhong observed the world from a completely different perspective than before.

Thunder, raindrops, wind, apes, mountains, sky, rocks, vegetation, streams, insects and ants... everything is reflected in Lin Chongxin Lake.

Gradually, Lin Zhong seemed to see the movement of the sun and the moon, the changes of the years, the changes of the four seasons, life and death.

The sun rises and sets, the moon sets and rises;

Day after day, year after year;

Spring passes and autumn arrives, cold comes and summer comes;

The leaves of the trees turn green and yellow, fall off the branches and blend into the soil;

Insects revive in winter and die in autumn;

Life is such a cycle.

Lin Chong suddenly had a realization in his heart.

Martial arts is the way of martial arts and the way of warriors.

The way of a warrior is to break the shackles of fate and jump out of the cycle of life and death.

Everything experienced in this process, whether it is beautiful or ugly, whether it is happy or sad, is the foundation for a warrior to move forward.

Just like a seed, it is buried in the soil, uses rotten leaves as fertilizer, bathes in the sun and rain, takes root and sprouts, and eventually grows into a towering tree.

The warrior is that seed, using the seven emotions and six desires as the driving force, using family, love and friendship as the anchor, constantly breaking through the self, and finally embarking on the path of transcendence.

Therefore, family affection, love, and friendship are not obstacles to martial arts.

It is the weak heart and will that is.

Cutting off love and sex can certainly get rid of the fetters and be free of worries, but it can also cause you to lose yourself.
Chapter completed!