Martial World's
Ch 1935A - Revisiting Known Lands
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"Brother?"
Seeing Lin Ming silently look at his wine cup, Jiang Baoyun could not help but ask.
Lin Ming looked up. "Thank you…"
Jiang Baoyun was shocked. He did not know what Lin Ming was thanking him for, but this was not important. He openly smiled and said, “It looks like I've matched up with a new friend. Today, none of us will rest without getting drunk! ”
Jiang Lanjian also echoed this sentiment. He laughs, “Haha, not drunk, not sleeping!”
Jiang Baoyun looked at Lin Ming and suddenly said, "To be honest, you look like someone I once knew, so that's why I invited you here to drink wine. ”
"Oh …"
Lin Ming was speechless, not speaking too much.
“Friends, you are quite special. "Jiang Baoyun was stunned. Usually, people would ask which person they reminded him of, but this masked man only uttered one 'oh'.
Jiang Baoyun finished his wine glass. He remembered back then 130 years ago in the Seven Profound Valleys when he had fought with Lin Ming in that unparalleled battle. In his life, it was his most unforgettable fight.
He sighed, saying, “You are indeed somewhat similar to my old friend, but you are actually different. You don't seem as persistent as he is, but instead like an old man in the twilight of his life. But, it makes the load on your back feel much heavier …
"That old friend .. I once tried to chase after his trail, but he kept running further and further until I could no longer see him. Now, he should have already stepped onto the path towards the peak of martial arts, after all, it was his dream … "
"Peak of martial arts ..." Lin Ming silently said, somewhat confused. "What is the pinnacle of martial arts?"
He asked Jiang Baoyun, but he also asked himself.
The truth was that in these past few years, Lin Ming already had doubts about what peak martial arts were.
Many peerless masters had been searching for the pinnacle of martial arts since ancient times.
For the peak of martial arts, Sheng Mei had done everything in her power, even giving up her body.
For the pinnacle of martial arts, the heavenly Dream diligently fought and fought.
For the peak of martial arts, the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign was willing to join the abyssal without hesitation …
But how far did they go?
Not mentioning them, not even the Asura Road Master or the creator of the Holy Scripture, they were both ... had they ever reached the pinnacle of martial arts?
Jiang Baoyun said, "What the peak looks like, I don't know. But I believe that when people see a group of mountains together, they call the highest mountain peak the peak. If so, then my Sword Mountain is also the peak. ”
Lin Ming shook his head, "Sword Mountain. ”
“Yes, that's not enough! As I climbed the peak of Sword Mountain, I could ignore a country, but facing a country was far from enough. In this world there were endless mountain peaks. But there must be one highest mountain. The higher the mountain top, the harder it is for me. And for me, the scariest, the most terrible thing is that I don't know where this mountain is. ”
Lin Ming calmly looked at this wine cup. Maybe he already knows where this mountain is …
Between the three great universal heavenly tools, the path of essence, energy, and heaven, the Holy Scripture that cultivates the inner universe and the Heavenly Sutra that cultivates the outer universe. To unite them …
Is this the highest peak?
Lin Ming was not sure But all he knew was that when Jiang Baoyun displayed his samsara sword arts, his double sword was not at all when compared to the cultivation of essence, energy, heaven, heaven, or the universe inside and out.
Even if Jiang Baoyun had reached the limit of his path, it was only the height of Sword Mountain.
"And will you keep looking?" Lin Ming suddenly asked Jiang Baoyun.
"Why not?" Jiang Baoyun laughed and filled his wine cup once more. “I will never stop looking. I know that my vision is limited and I may never be able to find it, but I will ride like before, without end. I don't need to actually reach the highest peak in the world, but when I climb, I will be very happy to just see that peak above me!
“This is because when I climb to a new peak, my vision will expand even further and I will be able to see where the higher peak lies. And when I climb that new peak, I will find even higher ones, and I will keep repeating them … "
"Does it mean anything?"
Lin Ming asked.
He knew how short the life of a martial artist was. If they took a detour after a detour, it would only make them waste their youth.
"There was. "Jiang Baoyun with a nod. He threw the wine back into his cup. "Even if I have to climb without end in my life, even if I forever remain small and never see where the highest peak is, then at least, I will continue to beat myself. ”
Defeating myself?
At that moment, Lin Ming's heart trembled, as if someone had touched it.
Defeating himself .. in life, one's greatest enemy is themselves.
Jiang Baoyun was destined to never be able to step onto the peak of martial arts in his life, but, he still continued to look for him, instead, because every time he climbed a new mountain peak it meant that he had defeated his former self.
A moth – isn't this what?
Lin Ming was silent. He pondered this new sentiment in his heart, not speaking.
He once said that he was a moth that was willing to fly into the fire.
But humans are not moths.
For those willing to become moths flying into the flames, the truth was that when they actually rushed into that blazing inferno, they would still see a glimmer of hope in it.
In the past, Lin Ming was like this as well.
He said that he would become a moth that flew into the flame, and he did indeed do that, moreover, he even succeeded.
However, a real moth will not work.
For them to fly into the flames, what they were facing was death.
When one really saw there was no hope, when the flames lit up brightly in front of them, how many people were still willing to rush over?
"Let's have another drink!"
Jiang Baoyun's words broke Lin Ming's daydream. Lin Ming drank another cup of wine.
Cup after cup, the thousand year mist flower wine was completed.
They turned into new wine. Jars by jars, it was unknown how many jars they drank.
They usually will not get drunk. But today, they did.
When someone is drunk, their mind goes awry.
Folk life.
People used to work for their livelihood, busy.
The nobles and officials were involved in intrigue and plotting their country and people.
The same martial artists fought in the slaughter of life and death to fight for higher limits.
Empyreans and True Divinities were designed for their race and for the survival of their people …
Life is a battle, everything is chaotic.
To enjoy the tenderness and spiciness of life, when the mind is completely muddled, perhaps that is when one can truly understand the mystery. . .
This is the mood of wine, as well as the abstraction of life …
Lin Ming had no idea how many bottles of wine he drank. He only stopped when the three men were lying drunk on the ground, asleep.
With this thought, Lin Ming slept soundly.
It had been years since he had rested like this.
He wasn't worried about the great calamity of the human race, he wasn't worried about being hunted by a True God, and he wasn't worried about the fading flames of his soul.
A rare indulgence, a rare moment of chaotic thought.
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Dream resurgence.
That night was very deep.
Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian were still sleeping. The table was covered with messy bottles of wine, and beside it were several empty bottles of wine.
Lin Ming looked at them for a while and then stood up.
And at this moment, Jiang Baoyun also woke up.
"Leaving?"
Jiang Baoyun looked towards Lin Ming. Lin Ming nodded.
"Where?"
Lin Ming was silent for a moment before saying, "To another place …"
He had a premonition that this would be the last time he saw Jiang Baoyun.
Lin Ming continued, "And you?"
Jiang Baoyun smiled. "I? I will search ... for higher mountain peaks … "