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Chapter 175 Chapter 173 Refining the Heart
After his mana was restored, Zheng Yun did not go out. He felt slightly guilty and uncomfortable for his lack of firmness.

Watching the drizzle through the skylight is the perfect place to take a dip and exercise, to strengthen your soul. Why not go out for a walk and enjoy the endless scenery of vegetation?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yun's soul left his body and condensed some of the moonlight that was everywhere in the air. It floated and wanted to fly out of the glass above his head.

Seeing Zheng Yun's soul coming to the glass above his head, he was about to go out and experience the feeling of swimming in the rain.

"Boom~~"

Suddenly, a spring thunder sounded in the sky.

"not good!"

At the moment when the spring thunder exploded, an extremely terrifying emotion arose in Zheng Yun's heart, and he felt the overwhelming pressure from the sky.

The power of this pressure cannot be described in words. At this moment, Zheng Yun was completely stunned, as if his memory, personality, feelings, everything had been taken away.

It was as if the entire sky had collapsed, and everything in the world that I knew about myself, including my own soul, was about to be destroyed.

This kind of infinite power has simply exceeded the limit of human imagination.

"not good!"

When the thunder rang out, all evil spirits were subdued. Even ghosts and immortals did not dare to wander out on rainy days. However, because he had always had smooth sailing, he forgot that he was really frightened now.

Zheng Yun understood that if he thought that he had been destroyed by thunder at this moment, he would be completely in danger of no return.

In an instant, Zheng Yun gritted his teeth and formed the scattered mana soul into a moonlight glass mirror in a broken state.

It is said that after the ghosts and immortals, they will soar above the clouds, face the baptism of thunder, turn the negative in the soul into yang, and become Yang gods and immortals, with endless changes and vast supernatural powers.

But the power of thunder in the sky is so great that if you are not careful, your soul will fly away. No wonder that since ancient times, the situation of ordinary people becoming immortals has only been in legends and has not clearly appeared... ·
The thunder completely disappeared, and Zheng Yun finally returned to his body. At this moment, his face became very pale. Thinking back to the fear and powerlessness just now, which was greater than anything else, he unconsciously no longer thought about his future cultivation. Half a degree of certainty.

This power of heaven and earth is not something that weak humans can resist. As long as it exudes such a tiny bit of power, it can crush powerful ghosts and immortals into pieces.

Suddenly, Zheng Yun had completely useless thoughts about his own cultivation path.

"Hey! My confidence is shaken!"

Cultivating the power of the soul is also a kind of idealistic power. Willpower and sense of identity are extremely important.

It seems that I need to exercise my willpower, but how can I move myself and exercise my willpower?

This question made Zheng Yun completely lost in thought.

Suddenly, he thought of all the things he had experienced in his previous life that had moved him and shocked him.

What impressed him most was the documentary about the spirit of the Long March.

And in the struggle of the last century, there were many incidents, many heroes, and many people who regarded death as home.

The spirit that dares to let the sun and moon change the sky can defeat all forces.

Even in the extraordinary world, the sentence that people are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the country has caused many powers to never appear in the mainland again. "Find strength in being moved...The mirror of the soul is as bright as a child, and the will is as strong as steel."

These words from Lin Zheng's book flashed through Zheng Yun's mind. He knew where he was going to find that will and where he was going to purify his soul.

He understood that his cultivation speed was still too fast, and he had received too much messy information in his previous life.

I have been influenced by them unknowingly, and now it is more important to purify my heart and exercise my will.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yun felt impatient, stood up, opened the door, and came into the hall.

Looking at Zheng Yun who was pale after coming out of seclusion, Talala, who was originally smiling, was slightly startled, and her smile immediately turned into worry. She went up to hold Zheng Yun's hand and asked: "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" ?”

"It's okay, I have realized something. This time I will go back to the mainland for two months. After two months, I will deal with the evil cultivators who are causing trouble for you."

"Mainland? That's a forbidden land in the spiritual world. How could you even think of going there? I want to go with you."

Zheng Yun shook his head with a firm face: "I want to go by myself this time. You stay here well and find a way to let Dai Mimi embark on the path of cultivation."

"But······"

"I said, listen to me."

Zheng Yun's firm tone made Talala unable to say the rest of the words. She could only say with a bit of pleading in her tone: "I know, if something happens to you, I will definitely accompany you."

Zheng Yun stared at Talala deeply, then turned around and walked outside the door, got into Talala's car and drove towards the airport.

Seven hours later, Zheng Yun embarked on the road of the century he wanted to trace, that inspiring route. In that step-by-step walk, he walked through mountains and rivers, crossed snow-capped mountains and grasslands, and paid homage to those days with only his physical body. Be moved and get rid of distracting thoughts in your heart and mind.

The arrival of spring caused continuous rain. There was no sign of clearing up for three days in a row. The cold wind roared in the sky and the icy drizzle hit the face, making it difficult to see the road ahead. There were mud and pools everywhere on the ground. visible.

At this time, Zheng Yun was wearing a big bamboo hat and a raincoat, walking on the muddy mountain path with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In the afternoon, Zheng Yun paid homage to the great man's hometown, set foot on the highest mountain peak, faced the north wind, looked at the endless land, and thought of the mentality of the great men and women in the past when they walked, and couldn't help feeling filled with pride.

Step by step, he continued walking in the southwest direction. After more than half a month, Zheng Yun finally reached the junction of Hunan and Guizhou.

Due to current social reasons, Zheng Yun did not go into villages or towns, otherwise his identity would become a big problem, so he has been living in the wilderness with the compressed biscuits he brought.

The silence, silence, and walking along the way made Zheng Yun forget the hustle and bustle of the world, and his mind completely emptied into the space between heaven and earth.

As he walked step by step, he kept circulating the magic power in his body, gradually making it form something like an instinct.

Yungui is mostly a land of mountains and rivers. Zheng Yun did not take the main road. With his spirituality and physical fitness several times stronger than ordinary people, he also wasted a lot of time. It took about 20 days, and he had just left. To Sichuan.

For nearly a month, his body had been tempered by wind and frost. It turned out that his slightly white skin was almost the same as that of a normal person.

During this silent walk, Zheng Yun would sometimes close his eyes, feel the silence of his soul, feel his internal organs in detail, and watch the blood vessels circulate continuously throughout the body under the action of the heart.

(End of this chapter)