According to the morning ray of sunshine into the room from the window, the Chen Nan opened his eyes blurred, said to himself: "strange how today's fathers do not send people to hurry my practice is, and he quickly stepped into Sin Wu of the environment, how can they have something about me. "
Suddenly he noticed a simple furnishings in the house, he sat up and shoved, after a long only murmured: "So all this is true, million years have been set passing by!"
He gently pushed open the door to a small hut in the hospital, with flowers and fragrance of fresh air walking towards me and the other people refreshing. Faint mist shrouded the forest, slowly flows, bird case people do not panic, jumping around in the trees, gently Call. Chen Nan close my eyes, 用心去感受 this sub-poetic harmony.
"Are you awake?" The old man's voice came from behind him.
Chen Nan did not understand the words elderly and had responded with a smile.
After breakfast, Chen got up and pointed to the south path leading to distant, waved goodbye to the old man, left, before he bowed deeply to the elderly.
One hour later, he came to a small town. As he looks normal, is now the mainland clothes clothing, so no one paid attention to him.
The South is happy hour is fear, joy is that he is going to start a new life, the worry is that he did not understand the language on the mainland now.
Chen Nan surprised to find that, in addition to the town black hair like him in the eye of the people, there are blond people, in addition to red hair, blue eyes, blue and black eyes ... ...
"It seems the years many things happened, I must quickly integrate into the community."
Chen Nan suddenly feeling back cold, chills the hearts of a burst, with intuition, he knew a master staring at him.
A fifties old priest not far behind him shook his head: "It's strange, I have just felt the young man who obviously has an odd atmosphere, under carefully exploring how could not it?"
Until the old priest to run away, Chen Nan dare looked behind him, he only saw a silhouette, indifferent Chu Chen, elegant, if sen.
Chen Nan remembered his father saying to him: "Chen Nan you have to remember we can see through the transfer of information within the well-known Xuangong people do not simple, not a true martial arts master, yogi is born, you have to be careful! "
"He was a spiritual person! Few of these people are not walking up the earth?" Chen Nan are very aware of these terrible people, non-repair for the profound martial art master not enemies with them.
Father's words still ringing in the ear: "... ... reshape the flesh, solidification soul, to Heaven and Earth Qi Shou, 与日月同辉 the point, this is the ultimate goal of monasticism, that is mystical land. And we have to go into military Guards road is self-cultivation, so as to achieve the legend of the immortal force of the environment, in most people's eyes, Taketo path than the religious person, but ... ... "
His father did not go on, but Chen Nan already know, a fighter can not fix a proposition is not, because his father is in itself a good example, even the people who cultivate success only after he met with the same generation of cross- .
Thought of this, Chen Nan heart of a dynamic, "do not know whether his father finally entered the realm of fairy weapons, and if so ... ... perhaps the day father and son meet again."
But if the thought of that piece of cemetery tombstones mythical forest, his mind a panic.
"If the father entered the realm of fairy weapons, I am afraid can not escape ... ..."
He felt dejected.
People on the streets coming and going, called the buy, cries come and go, bustling, but Chen Nan got the feeling very lonely, he felt he was the world's pariah, abandoned by history ruthless.
"I mediocrity, since the dead, why after long years later, let me climb out of the tomb of God?"
A large dark cloud drifting across the sky, the sky immediately dim down.
"Boom"
Clap of thunder after the shops have closed along the street, hurried pedestrians on the street, will soon work on the streets deserted, leaving him all alone to stand Road Central.
After the thunder and lightning, heavy rain and under a cold rain drenching the clothes Chen Nan, who while he felt cold, but colder is his heart, his mind very bleak.
"The world is great, where is my home?"
A rain curtain between heaven and earth, a solitary figure of a loss of walking in the streets, either wild rain hits you.
"I will go from here? Million years ago, even though I would mediocrity, it was a family of children, with respect unimaginable ... ... but now I lost everything, do I have to treat all in the vast sea of ??mediocre life? I really unwilling ah! "
"Ha ha ... ... can not be reconciled and how, do not you can change this? Million years ago, you incompetent and mediocre years later you still!"
Chen Nan question and answer, his face full of pain colors.
"Yes ah, I was a mediocrity, the well-known Xuangong not retrograde, even from the second day of the Mahayana heavy fall to the realm of the first heavy day in the order. Is my qualification really bad yet? people say born dragon, chicken born chicken, but I ... ... "
"My father nineteen re-entered the third day of the well-known Mahayana Xuangong the environment, were moving the world, forty years old has been standing peak in the martial arts. I was his natural son, ah, two years old, but still in the first tier of the day! "
"I know, my father never blame me, but I really can not accept this reality ... ..."
"Hey, tiger parent interactive advertisement, when all family friend talk like old friends are behind me."
"Maybe only that I finally one day she would shine."
Thought in mind that "she", while Chen Nan feel dejected, heart filled with unspeakable pain.
"Yuxin, you know, I most regret is that you did not say three words: 'I love you'."
Shaohua perishable, the roots and old.
Yu Xin Chen Nan mind is eternal pain, the regret of his life.
Chen does not distinguish the direction of the South, staggering along an alley ran, he felt extremely uncomfortable chest, a surge of the smell of blood welling up from the belly.
"Wow"
His mouth spit blood, down in the muddy water.
"Yuxin, I love you!" He eyes a black, lost consciousness.
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most le jeudi 16 juin 2011
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