Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The breeze slowly passes through the green forest. No one knows where it comes from and where it will disappear. Just like the brief intersection between a person and a group of people, you have no way of understanding his past, and you don't know where he will pass away. Only the seemingly absent traces indicate everything that has happened.

Teng Xiaoyun lay there quietly. If you don't look carefully, it would look like a sleeping person taking a nap here. Only the pale face makes people understand the fact that life has dissipated.

One day and two nights passed in the blink of an eye. Zuo Feng seemed to be tireless, always maintaining the same posture and kneeling beside Teng Xiaoyun, his eyes staring blankly, and two lines of blood under the corners of his eyes proved that he had cried bloody tears.

At this moment, he was like a wood carving and clay sculpture, as if he had lost his soul, and even his own life seemed like it might pass away at any time. Zuo Feng was undoubtedly defenseless in his current state. If a wild beast appeared at this moment, even the weakest one could easily kill Zuo Feng.

But the strange thing is that not a single beast appears here, and there is not even a single beast roar nearby. This situation seemed very strange, but Zuo Feng didn't care about anything around him now. He had gone from sadness and hatred at the beginning to gradually falling into confusion, and now he was completely empty physically and mentally, as numb as a walking zombie.

Zuo Feng's dazed state continued until he felt a burst of itching on his arm. His dull eyes finally turned downward slightly with great effort, and what came into view was a tiny beetle.

This beetle is very small, almost smaller than Zuo Feng's little fingernail. The little beetle is currently crawling downwards with difficulty in the hair of Zuo Feng's arm. Those tiny hairs were like obstacles for this beetle, but it still moved forward hard, occasionally stopping on its arms to absorb the dew on Zuofeng's arms.

Just like that, Zuo Feng stared at the little beetle with dull eyes. It didn't stop completely until it climbed to the back of Zuo Feng's hand that was pressing on the ground with all its efforts. At this moment, Zuo Feng's mind was blank as he stared at this tiny creature. His palms were pressed against the grass on the ground, and weeds were scattered around the edges of his palms through the gaps between his fingers.

The little beetle seemed to feel that the weeds in front of it were different from the places it had walked before. So it stopped and wandered around on Zuo Feng's arm, sometimes wanting to rush into the weeds, and sometimes wanting to crawl back to Zuo Feng's arm. After wandering like this for a while, the little beetle stopped all its movements.

At this moment, its two thin invisible front feet were lying on a blade of grass, and its back feet were propped up on Zuo Feng's hand. He seemed to be waiting to see what was going on ahead, and also seemed to be trying to cheer himself up.

Finally, the little beetle's body moved again. This time, its body no longer hesitated as before, but climbed straight onto the grass blades in front. It is obviously much more difficult for it to walk among the grass blades. It will take a lot of effort to climb from one blade of grass to another. Although it almost falls to the ground several times, it still insists on walking on the grass. Ye Shang walked hard.

But just as it was climbing from one blade of grass to another, it accidentally fell to the ground. Zuo Feng's eyes finally began to have some focus, and the little beetle finally caught Zuo Feng's attention.

Because not long after the little beetle stepped into the grass, it attracted the attention of a slightly larger beetle not far away. This slightly larger beetle has a pair of large pincers on the front of its head, which are almost the same size as the body of the small beetle.

The little beetle also discovered the larger beetle after it landed, and a fierce battle began. The situation was almost one-sided at the beginning. Although the little beetle tried its best to resist and attack, it could not hold on for long before its body was cut off by the huge insect pincers. But even so, the little beetle's body that was divided into two halves was still scratching. This was its struggle in the last moments of its life.

Zuo Feng's eyes were deeply attracted by the battle between these two bugs at this moment. This was something that had never happened to him before, and he also had doubts in his heart.

‘Why don’t I want to leave? Is it because I can’t let go of Master? It's the fear of death, the fear that I will follow in the footsteps of my master. Absolutely not, what I fear is definitely not the fear of death. But what is it but death? ’ Zuo Feng closed his eyes slightly, and at the next moment Zuo Feng thought of the hesitant little beetle.

His eyes opened suddenly, but he understood the answer to the question in his heart. It's the unknown, I don't know where to go in the future, it's the fear of the unknown.

The death of Teng Xiaoyun made him fall into extreme sadness, because the loss of control of his emotions also made him feel confused, and at this time he became uncertain about his future. Especially after hearing everything about Teng Xiaoyun's past, the mental pressure of being unable to escape his fate also broke out at the same time, making himself deeply immersed in a fear of being unable to control the future.

This feeling of fear will make him more confused, and the confusion will lead to the expansion of his inner fear. Invisibly, for the past day and two nights, this vicious cycle of negative emotions was going on in my heart, until this little beetle with its body pinched appeared in front of me.

The little beetle struggled desperately, and its body divided into two parts was still rolling. It could be said that it was a meaningless struggle. Light green blood was everywhere as it continued to struggle. Zuo Feng sighed slightly in his heart, and the hesitant look of the little beetle emerged again. It finally firmly chose to take that step bravely, but the result was the result of a death struggle before its eyes.

Just as Zuo Feng was about to retract his gaze, his pupils shrank slightly, because he saw the green blood splashed by the little beetle in its struggle attracted a small insect that looked like an ant.

After the ant-like insect discovered the green blood, it quickly began to gather its companions. In a moment, more than ten ant-like insects gathered. As soon as they came, they began to snatch the body of the little beetle, and then fought with the beetle with large pincers.

At this moment, Zuo Feng also understood the meaning of the little beetle's desperate struggle. At this moment, he also remembered the scene of running in the forest and provoking the beasts to attack the gray-clothed team. He was like this little beetle at that time. Even if he couldn't save his master, he would let these gray-clothed people be buried with him. Even if he died in these two powerful forces, he would never regret it.

The fight between the insects ended quickly. Although the beetle with huge pincers was slightly larger, it could not withstand the continuous attacks of so many ant-like insects, and eventually died like the little beetle. Watching the bodies of the two beetles being dragged away by the victor, Zuo Feng seemed to have a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. This enlightenment was different from his understanding of martial arts, but it was an enlightenment of nature.

In this world, every life is weak to a being stronger than him, but no matter how weak it is, it has the belief of struggling to survive, even if it is doomed to die in the end.

In the face of a dangerous and unpredictable future, even a small beetle will move forward bravely, let alone himself as a martial artist practicing body training. Since I can't survive in the face of a powerful existence, I will work hard to make myself stronger.

When I am not strong enough, I can use the surrounding environment and various conditions to achieve the set goals. 'Master said that I have a good talent and infinite potential. He believes that he may stand at the top of this continent, so how can I not have confidence in myself. '

At this moment, Zuo Feng seemed to be full of strength, as if he saw himself standing at the top of the continent, stepping on all obstacles under his feet. At this moment, Zuo Feng's state of mind has undergone a huge transformation. Before, he always held the belief of working hard to practice and strengthen himself, and protect all his relatives and friends around him from being hurt.

But just now, his perception of nature made his state of mind change like a leap. At this time, he already had a strong heart. At this moment, he was not only working hard for his family and friends, but also for himself, to survive for survival, and to be strong for strength.

Even he himself felt that his heart seemed to be more complete at this time. In addition to protection, he also had the determination to reach the peak in his heart.

Looking at Teng Xiaoyun lying there quietly again, Zuo Feng kowtowed three times heavily. At this time, he finally understood why Teng Xiaoyun told him about his past at the last moment, instead of just explaining the origin of the mysterious stone pier.

In fact, the master had long seen that Zuo Feng only had the heart to protect his relatives and friends in his heart, but he did not have the ambition that a warrior should have. This ambition is not the ambition to dominate the world and hold power, but the ambition of a strong man to strengthen himself and his heart, so that he can finally stand at the peak of the warrior.

Zuo Feng truly felt the good intentions of his master. He was confident that he could wake up from the grief and understand the meaning of this last conversation.

A breeze blew past, and a thin boy's long black hair fluttered behind his head. The boy looked at a new grave in front of him with a calm face. That was Teng Xiaoyun's grave.

After listening to the master's story, he already knew that his original name was Teng Wu. And Teng Wu was not his real name, but only a code name in the organization he used to be in, so Zuo Feng still carved the five words "Master Teng Xiaoyun" on a wooden sign.

Zuo Feng had been sitting here quietly for a day. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west and the sky turned into a gorgeous orange-red color like a fire. Zuo Feng stared at the wooden sign with Teng Xiaoyun's name in his hand without moving.

After the previous perception, his eyes were no longer dull and scattered. At this time, he only had a strong reluctance in his eyes. The reason why he didn't want to leave and stay for another day was that he felt that his previous distraught appearance was not considered to be with his master at all.

This day was the day he was truly with his master. He wanted to talk to his master for the last time. But he had cried until his voice was hoarse, and now he couldn't speak at all. He just repeated what he wanted to say in his heart.

The last ray of sunlight faded, and the night finally came. Zuo Feng slowly stood up, took a last look at the new grave, and said a few words with his hoarse voice. The sound was as unpleasant as metal friction, and only five words could be vaguely distinguished.

"Master, I'm leaving."