The strong are lonely because they are always ahead of everyone.
He stood on the highest peak in the world, looking at the vast world. People looked up to him, respected him, and feared him, but no one dared to get close because they were afraid of the power of God.
This is the greatest sorrow of the strong.
and! Now this strong man's curse has begun to come true.
If Luo Feng goes to the First Secret Realm, he will no longer be able to appear at will due to the limitations of many rules, and he will become the next ancestor of the Ji family who will find it difficult to help the family.
He asked himself, if he were like the ancestors of the Ji family, transcending the ordinary world and leaving for hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years, would the faces that appeared in his life in the past still be alive?
Late at night, Li Qingshan came to Luo Feng, lit a cigarette, looked at the scorched earth battlefield in the distance without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.
Luo Feng took a deep breath of cigarette and looked at Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan glanced at Luo Feng lightly, "I know what you want to say."
"Remember what I told you before? Your future is in endless darkness. The strong are lonely. You should have thought of this a long time ago."
"In the past, you had no choice. You had to move forward because you had to protect the family around you. But now that you are in a higher position, you have more people to protect, and you still have no choice."
Li Qingshan stretched his body, with a look that saw through the worldly world, and sighed, "Humans are like this. Some people are driven by desire, and some are driven by a sense of responsibility and mission, but in fact they are all the same, and they will all end up in vain in the end."
"All living beings, there are too many things that we cannot grasp and cannot decide. Just like the sand in our hands, the tighter we grasp, the more we lose."
"Do you still remember what Heavenly Master told you?"
Luo Feng nodded, "I dare not forget, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."
"I have reminded you before, but now there is no turning back for you, Luo Feng. It is no longer your decision, but your destiny."
"Is that so?" Luo Feng murmured, "Looking back on the past ten years or so, we have had a bumpy journey. Now we have grown up, but we seem to be getting more and more lonely and bored."
"So, this is human nature. Isn't it like the pig's feet in the book, fighting all the way, really without feelings?"
He patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and said, "Just move forward and let nature take its course."
Luo Feng nodded and said nothing more.
The next time, Luo Feng began to retreat.
Start attacking the Hundred Star Cloud warriors.
During this period of time, the order in the second secret realm began to slowly recover, and Qingyi also returned to his former self, bouncing around and occasionally coming to the outside of the Golden Mountain to chat with Luo Feng with a straight face.
In that world of golden mist, Qingyi felt so lonely at this moment.
She used to think that it was such an enviable place for the royal family, that only the emperor could go there.
After experiencing life and death, Qingyi seemed to look away.
Cherishing the moment and enjoying life is what she should do most.
"Brother, I can still choose my own life, but what about you? I heard that you have experienced a lot of hardships in the new world and have been wandering all the way to this day. Were you able to choose your own life back then?"
It turns out that some geniuses are not as dazzling as they appear on the surface, and there are scars and tears behind them that ordinary people don't know.
A year flies by...
Luo Feng had forgotten the passage of time. He kept lighting up the stars amid hesitation and pain. As he continued to approach Baixingyun's cultivation, he became more and more resistant.
At night, Luo Feng disappeared in the Golden Mountain. He appeared in the Tiandi Dojo and secretly met with Grandmaster Zhang Daoling.
"Congratulations, Luo Feng, you have reached the Hundred Star Cloud. Your progress is faster than that of heavenly beings, which is really unbelievable."
There was no happy expression on Luo Feng's face, but more of a heavy expression.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
"Now you have no enemies in the Nebula World, comparable to the legendary ancestor Qi Emperor when he was young. Do you also want my help?"
"Um."
Zhang Daoling looked at Luo Feng and nodded, "Tell me what you want me to do for you."
"The dojo of heaven and earth exists in every corner, and it is also the origin of all voids. I want you to secretly take me away from the second secret realm for a while."
"Why?" Zhang Daoling wondered, "Isn't this a good practice?"
"Actually, I have been able to break through the Hundred Stars Cloud a long time ago, but I still feel unwilling to do so. I want to go to 1 to confirm."
"You are homesick," Zhang Daoling could tell at a glance, Fu Xu said with a smile, "It's not impossible to send you out, but Luo Feng, you have to think clearly. The less decisive you are about some things, the more painful it will be to move forward in the future."
"That is not pain to me, but the meaning of my existence," Luo Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "I miss home. It has been four years since I came out. I want to know how Master and the others are doing."
"Okay, then go ahead."
A passage opens ahead, which is the road leading to the mountain stronghold.
"Thank you," Luo Feng bowed deeply and turned around.
Walking out of the void tunnel, a cool and free mountain breeze blows in your face.
Ahead is a strange but familiar road, and at the end of the road is the home where he grew up.
The moonlight shines on the road that has changed from mud to cement, and it looks like a salt bar and is particularly bright.
Luo Feng paused at this moment, as if he was afraid of something.
After hesitating for a moment, he hid his aura like a thief, walked through the mountain road that he had walked countless times, and finally appeared in front of the familiar thatched house.
The muddy fence is filled with the sound of an old dog barking late at night and a rickety old man coughing in the room.
"Who is it?" the old madman's voice.
When he opened the door, the old madman didn't notice any breath.
The extremely old dog at the door was picked up by Luo Feng when he was young and has survived to this day.
The old dog kept barking excitedly outside the fence, as if it smelled something.
The old madman looked at the empty space in the distance, seemingly lost in thought.
"Is he back?" The old madman seemed to have thought of some possibility. He lowered his body and stroked the old dog's head. "He has grown up, and he has to do many things."
"This is the trouble of growing up."
Running wildly like a guilty thief.
Luo Feng rushed to the creek. It was clear that with his current cultivation level, it was impossible to breathe heavily, but he still breathed greedily.
"What am I afraid of?" Luo Feng looked at his nervous and pale face in the water.
Of course Luo Feng would be afraid, because he was afraid of becoming Patriarch Xuanyuan. He was afraid that things would change after many years, and that the people he cherished most would never be seen again.
He is afraid that in the future he will be alone in the dark depths with no one to care for him.
Loneliness can really devour a strong man of flesh and blood.
Luo Feng has not yet thought about how to tell his master that it may be really difficult for him to appear randomly in the future. He may have to go to a certain place and experience various unimaginable tasks.
There were footsteps behind me, and the old madman was walking with the old dog in his hand.
He looked at the stream but there was no one there, but he smiled and didn't care at all.
Because he knew that his boy liked to appear here when he was worried.
The old madman sat on a stone by the stream and smiled at the old dog, "Old Huang, you are getting older and older. Now you have to breathe heavily when you walk a few steps. I know that you are afraid of death. Afraid of death?" Lonely."
"It's okay," the old madman said, "Look forward, don't hesitate, don't be afraid, even if things change in the future, this is still your home."
Luo Feng's body trembled deep in the grass, but he stopped talking.
The old lunatic looked towards the grass with a smile, "You must be the brat, did you encounter something difficult to make a decision on, so you sneaked out?"
"Come out, I know it's you."
Dark Luo Feng had tears streaming down his face, but he clenched his fists and walked out step by step, "Master, how did you know it was me."
The old madman stood up and pointed at the old dog, "Old Huang's nose is sharper than mine. If you hadn't picked it up back then, it would have died long ago. You were kind to him, so of course it will remember your kindness."
"Master, I..."
"Don't say anything, I won't ask, just keep moving forward and leave the future to God."
The old madman waved to Luo Feng, "Do you still have time?"
"Yeah, there is."
"Let's go, Master will make you your favorite spicy dumplings."
"okay."
