Volume 2 Dance of the Human World Chapter 162 I decide what I want
Xie Fan took a step forward gently, there was a small platform here, which was the end of the body refining path and the beginning of the heart refining road.
He no longer looks upward, and no matter what difficulties lie ahead, I will definitely go to the top.
If you want to defeat the enemy later, you must first defeat yourself now.
Xie Fan didn't make any stops on the platform, and directly crossed over, stepping up the mountain road step by step.
The road in front of me began to become a little illusory, and the slightest mist inadvertently rose, swaying on this mountain road, slowly covering the mountain road and becoming confusing.
Xie Fan's eyes didn't wander, he just stared at the direction of the path, and kept the original intention of moving forward all the way.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the mountain road looms in the fog, which makes people no longer see it so real.
There were bursts of cicadas on the side, and a warm smile appeared on Xie Fan's face.
The summer sun shines through the tall weeping willows planted on the side of the walls of the Yan Mansion, leaving mottled marks on the ground of the courtyard. The boy climbed to the top of the willow tree, trying in vain to catch the noisy one.
There was a woman under the tree, worriedly watching her son stepping on the thin willow branches, and shouted in a loud voice: "Hong'er, don't fall, come down quickly!"
The boy didn't look back, he promised, "This is down, this is down", but his eyes were fixed on the little prey a few steps ahead. The boy was so concerned with the joy of catching his prey that he forgot that he was standing on the trunk of a tree, and he jumped forward, clasped his hands forward, but fell into the air with the sound of cicadas.
"Ah!" the boy didn't catch him, but his body left the trunk and fell straight to the ground.
"Hong'er!" an exclamation came, the figure flashed, and the young man did not fall to the ground, but was held in the arms of the dignified woman.
The woman coughed violently, and looked at the mischievous boy in her arms and just smiled, without the slightest hint of reproach on her face.
The smile on Xie Fan's face was even stronger, it was his mother, the biological mother of his own body, the wife of Yan Mansion.
That was the first time I knew that my mother had a good cultivation, but I also knew that I had an accident when I was born, and my mother suffered serious internal injuries in order to protect herself.
"Mother!
Xie Fan's face was full of smiles, and he shouted softly.
Suddenly, the smile on Xie Fan's face disappeared, and a cold chill emanated from his eyes.
Mother, I'll never see you again!
His gaze grew colder, and he looked ahead.
Mother, Hong'er has grown up! I will not always remember the past, I will not always immerse myself in it
I want to find the person who harmed you, let him be tortured in all kinds of ways, and comfort you for your motherly kindness to Hong'er.
Xie Fan's expression calmed down and continued to walk forward.
The fog became thicker on the mountain road, and a light breeze began to wander on the mountain road. The fog flows with the wind, like the floating clouds in the sky at one time, and like the mountains and rivers jumping in the stream, such as real and illusory, attracting people to indulge in the meantime.
There was a whisper in my ears coming from far away, like this fog, which was difficult to catch.
Xie Fan continued to move forward steadily, and the sound in the distance gradually became less disjointed, and he could tell that it was the sound of the piano, playing a song full of affection.
The sound of the piano is melodious, like a clear spring meandering in the valley, like a girl pouring out her heart under the full moon in spring, which is "accompanied by wind and rain forever".
The corners of Xie Fan's mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were blurred, it was Senior Sister Lan who was playing the piano.
On the concentric road on Lingwu Mountain, you and I will always be accompanied by wind and rain.
Every bit of weekdays, your smile and smile will always be with me in my heart.
Xie Fan's face turned cold.
Sister, where are you?
I have the regret of not being by your side that day, but I won't get lost in it. If I don't have the strength to protect you, I have it too! But I won't keep sighing.
Your little junior brother will go all the way! I will reach that peak, so that everyone can and dare not take you away again. I want you to live in front of me, not in my memory.
All the way forward, to the top, to find you!
Xie Fan's vision is no longer blurred, replaced by incomparable perseverance, go down, to the peak, nothing can stop me!
The fog became thicker and thicker, and it almost wanted to gather into water droplets. The mountain wind became more and more violent, blowing the fog around the body and spinning rapidly. The mountain road was completely blocked by this fog, and it was only a white patch in front of me, and there was no road in sight.
Xie Fan doesn't stop, is there no road?
Everywhere I walk, there is a road!
Wu Lan was ruthlessly stepped away by Xie Fan's feet.
The water droplets began to condense on Xie Fan's body, and the mountain wind also became cold, and the water droplets that had just condensed turned into a thin layer of ice in the blink of an eye under the blowing of the mountain wind.
Xie Fan ignored it and went forward, how could this ice stop me?
The speed of the fog condensation was faster, the mountain wind blew tighter, the ice on Xie Fan's body was thicker, and his knees could no longer bend between his steps, but Xie Fan still believed that he was ahead, and he had no regrets!
The ice was thicker, connecting with the ground beneath his feet, trying to stop Xie Fan from moving forward.
Xie Fan's eyebrows were slightly upturned, his hands were full of Xingyuan, and he slowly stepped forward
Push, its momentum is unstoppable, and its ambition is even more unstoppable.
The ice is broken, the mountain wind stops, the fog is hidden, and the mountain road appears at the foot.
But in front of him stood a tall figure, holding a long stick, staring coldly at Xie Fan.
The road is blocked!
An indifferent voice came from the mouth of the tall figure, "Go back!"
Xie Fan also responded indifferently, "You want to stop me?"
"Go back!"
"If you let me go back, will I go back? It's up to me to decide what path you choose!" Xie Fan laughed heroically.
The figure stopped talking, his eyes were full of contempt, his arms were rounded, and the long stick in his hand smashed straight towards Xie Fan like a bolt of lightning.
Xie Fan laughed, his frenzied state was revealed, his right fist was raised, and he made a move of "one punch from the mountain", without avoiding it at all, and directly met the smashed long stick.
But I saw that Xie Fan's fist shadow intersected with the smashed long stick. There was a loud bang in his ears, and Xie Fan was smashed by this stick and took more than twenty steps back before he could stand firmly.
Xie Fan smiled proudly and stepped forward again.
The figure frowned, there was no contempt in his eyes, and his arms swung and he smashed with a stick. The power of this stick is not comparable to the previous stick, the stick has not arrived, and the stick wind has been able to crack the mountain stone.
Xie Fan was not afraid, stood firm, and slowly stretched his right fist upward, "Fight without leaving a fist", I will decide by me.
The loud sound lingered in my ears for a long time, and the clashing sticks and fists collapsed, smashing the cliff on the side of the mountain road into a large pit of several feet.
On the mountain road, fifty steps behind, Xie Fan slowly stood up, raised his right hand to wipe away the blood spilling from his mouth and nose, and continued to move forward.
The look on the figure's face was surprised at this time, but he didn't speak, and when he saw Xie Fan coming to him, he still threw his arms around his head with a long stick.
It's just that this time the long stick is not as gorgeous as the previous two times, it just sinks slowly, but it is like a mountain, not fast but unstoppable.
Seeing this, Xie Fan shouted, and his fists were slowly raised, "He Luzhi fist", like a jade pillar optimus, I am proud alone.
The sticks and fists moved slowly, but this time the wind was quiet and the sound was breathing.
Xie Fan still stood proudly, his eyes closed.
Long stick, fold!
The figure faded little by little, looked at Xie Fan and nodded slowly, and then dissipated.
Xie Fan stood in the middle of the mountain road, his heart veins faintly broke through under the impact of this fist and stick, and the beating of his heart was much slower but thick and powerful.
He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a small stone platform not far in front of him.
Refining the heart, pass!
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