With a history of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years, what kind of profound spirit is that?
Walking quietly in the desert, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and slowly felt everything around him. He had practiced genetic evolution, martial arts, and Qi training, and he followed this majestic and unparalleled path.
The Great Desert of Death has stood in the world for millions of years. How can its thickness be compared to ordinary people?
Integrate the centuries-old heart and spirit of the desert into your own path!
Jiang Yan's heart was filled with the thought of clearing away the clouds and seeing the sun, sweeping away the dusty traces of enlightenment.
In an instant, Jiang Yan's genes, flesh and blood, and blood seemed to be truly integrated together for the first time, and his spirit, vitality, and thoughts were also blended together.
The inside and outside are integrated into one!
Jiang Yan's pupils suddenly opened, a moment of obsession, and an instant realization!
Clear away the malaise, the clouds will clear and the moon will shine!
It’s not an understanding, it’s a feeling, felt in the body and heart at the same time!
There was a smile in Jiang Yan's eyes. This kind of understanding has already touched the door, but it is far from enough. It will take some time to truly understand the glory of tens of millions of years of death.
Use your body to walk, your eyes to observe, and your heart to feel!
Understand the millions of years of glory of the Death Desert, truly communicate with it, and become a part of it. Only then can you truly understand, truly absorb and integrate.
now? Jiang Yan just found and pushed open this door, but he had not yet truly stepped into it to find the glory that would truly improve him.
Martial arts monument! must go!
The deeper he got to know Beixuan Star, the stronger the thought in Jiang Yan's heart became: millions of years or more ago, were there human beings roaming there?
Why else would there be so many traces of human existence?
Countless ruins, corpse-rearing grounds, bone caves...
They all seem to vaguely explain that there were human beings living on Beixuan Star a long time ago.
As we walked, the wind and sand never stopped rising in the desert.
Jiang Yan gently closed his eyes and saw Du Changfeng, the left-leaning talent, Deputy Chief Huang of the Black Cat Pioneer Regiment, the insidious Director Huang Yongji, the domineering Yang Chaoqian, the arrogant and jealous Qiu Ran, the greedy Jin family, the arrogant Yang Ben, as well as the faces and events of the powerful people he had come into contact with, were like a long scroll, constantly unfolding in his mind.
After a long time, Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know when his waist was completely buried by the yellow sand.
He took a deep breath, as if he was sucking the soul of the desert into his lungs. The energy and blood in his body rolled and rolled, and the sand that buried his body slowly retreated to both sides, like a reptile with life.
They do not recede quickly, but the rhythm is very good, little by little, and the gentle rolling of each grain of sand can clearly be seen with the naked eye.
The yellow sand dispersed, Jiang Yan's body shook slightly, and the dust on his body floated into the air.
It seemed that this shock did not just stir up the dust on the body, but also shook up the dust of the road that had settled in the bone marrow into the air. My whole body felt uncomfortable, and my spirit was extremely refreshing and comfortable.
I don't know when it got dark, and the hot air turned into a biting wind knife that seemed to be able to cut through the body.
The desert is like this. During the day, it is as hot as fire and can bake everything; at night, it is an icy black widow, which can freeze everything into ice lumps.
These are two completely different temperaments, different from the yin and yang sides of things but coincidentally similar. This is the other side of the desert. It also has a history of millions of years. It has a completely different history from the daytime. Spirit.
Jiang Yan was walking in the windy desert. His shoes had been conquered by the desert and completely integrated with the desert.
He stepped on the long yellow sand with his bare feet, feeling the cold sand on his soles. Only by truly getting close to the desert could he understand it better.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the temperature of the air is constantly decreasing, and a few clouds drift in the sky at some point.
It's not that it doesn't rain in the desert, but the sand doesn't have the function of retaining water. It's completely evaporated by the hot sun during the day.
The rain at night is not really rain.
The sub-zero temperature turned all the raindrops from the sky into hailstones. The small ones were only the size of rice grains, but the big ones were as big as glutinous rice balls and steamed buns.
The wind blew loudly, and Jiang Yan walked quietly. His speed was not fast, and his whole body was full of stability. He did not run wildly to get through the desert as soon as possible.
Five days later, Jiang Yan encountered his first oasis in the desert.
This is a small oasis with a small clear lake in the center. He squatted down and looked at the reflection in the water.
For five days, Jiang Yan did not use any means to lock in moisture on his body, nor did he use any method to control his metabolic rate.
Everything returns to the origin of the most ordinary people.
Only by standing at the starting point can we truly see the road ahead.
Only by not using force and returning everything to its true origin can we see clearly the problems on our own path.
Only by returning to the origin, to the beginning, can we be in contact with nature, and only then can we be contacted by nature and truly understand it and understand it.
He stuck out his dry tongue and gently licked his lips that were chapped due to lack of water, feeling a little bit of pain that he had never felt before.
He held up a pool of water with both hands and poured it into his throat. A hint of sweetness instantly spread throughout his taste buds. Jiang Yan closed his eyes and felt the slight changes as the water entered his body as his throat entered.
The body seemed to be like a dry tree that was suddenly moistened by rainwater, and the whole body came alive in an instant!
That is not the resurrection of body functions, but the resurrection of the breath of life!
Every organ in the body actually has its own emotions, but I have never really felt them before.
Jiang Yan took another pool of water and poured it into his throat. He lay quietly in the oasis, enjoying the sunshine and feeling everything in the sand.
This is the desert, it's cruel, it's ruthless.
This is an oasis, the embodiment of tenderness in the ruthless desert.
The ruthlessness of the desert is strong and ruthless, and the tenderness of the desert is like water. The strength and softness are all in the desert, but more often, people will be blocked by the ruthlessness of the desert and fail to see it. tenderness.
Ruthlessness contains death, tenderness breeds life.
Jiang Yan gasped for air. The dry air came into contact with his newly moist mouth, and he had a special experience that he had never had before.
After a short rest in the oasis, Jiang Yan waved to the oasis behind him and started hiking into the endless desert again.
Five days of experience is not enough to fully understand everything about it, let alone understand its soul.
In the vast desert, Jiang Yan walked step by step, his body rising and falling rapidly and slowly.
He has unknowingly merged into this huge desert, becoming more agile when the wind rises, and becoming silent when the wind stops.
The wind and sand in the desert once buried him and dug him out again.
