Jiang Feng bounced a few times and entered the valley. He didn't walk far away. He immediately realized that the scenery here was completely different from the one above.

It’s still cold winter outside, but it’s already hot and hot summer here.

Above the head, a scorching sun was hanging in the air, but it was not hanging high, but as if pressing on the head of a person. The vicious sunlight fell vertically from the top of the head, just like throwing the person into a fire, burning the scalp to burst open.

All things in the world have turned into a huge and boundless oven. In the oven, all the flowers, plants and trees are depressed, and even the land under your feet is cracked by the sun.

Jiang Feng stepped on the ground, as if he was stepping on a ball of fire, and the soles of his shoes were melted at any time. After walking just a few steps, he was soaked in sweat. The air was wet. When he breathed, he felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed into his nostrils, which made him feel tight and short of breath, which was particularly uncomfortable.

"There is indeed a formation in this place, which seems real and fake, and it seems real." Jiang Feng laughed, letting himself be under the scorching sun, and letting the soles of his shoes melt. He looked firm and walked down step by step.

I don’t know how long it has passed. Jiang Feng’s sweat has long been wet and dry, dry and wet, and a thick layer of salt stains has become a little sluggish. He has too much dehydration and has dry lips. He seems to have two balls of fire in his eyes, and he is almost unable to open it.

Every step here is so difficult. The power of heaven and earth has reached an extreme. But what I fear most is not that the hot weather makes people exhausted both physically and mentally. But Jiang Feng has never seen any other creatures along the way except flowers, plants and trees.

That scene was like everything in the world was wiped out of thin air by an invisible hand, leaving him alone, with his back alone.

"It's really not so good to feel like this." Jiang Feng grinned and said slowly: "My heart is like a rock and cannot be shaken. If I think it is true, it is true. If I think it is false, it is false."

His steps were extremely firm and he took great strides forward.

Take one step forward and what you see in front of you changes again.

The scorching sun hanging above my head disappeared at some point, and the world was filled with silence and silence, with all the vitality.

The endless fallen trees rust down, the autumn wind roared the leaves, hovering in front of Jiang Feng's eyes, and he took a step past a season.

It seemed that he had been standing here all the time and had never experienced anything else. The sweat stains on his body and the cracked corners of his lips were just a dream.

When the dream woke up, everything disappeared naturally.

"If you are really dreaming, it will be extremely wonderful." A smile appeared on Jiang Feng's lips.

The seasons change, here is just a step away, and those who are a little more courageous will probably be frightened and will be frightened as soon as they enter this place.

Jiang Feng was not afraid, and moved forward slowly step by step. His heart was unprecedentedly firm. He didn't think about anything else. He just looked ahead, walked over step by step, step by step, until he finished this section of the road.

In autumn here, everything is withered and silent, and the clouds in the sky all appear gray and white. There is no vitality within the sight. This is a dead land. In the world, except for the sound of his heartbeat, all the breath of life no longer exists.

This is the cruelty and solemnity of autumn, which erases everything, but the world will always leave a glimmer of vitality and will not be killed. By the spring of the coming year, this vitality will sprout.

"The sky is dead and the earth is dead, I am the only one. Since I am the only one, then what else can stop me from my footsteps?" Jiang Feng shouted softly.

Step by step, a series of footprints stretched out. I don’t know when the rain fell. The autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn were awesome. The raindrops as big as soybeans poured down and hit the face, causing pain.

But this is still not enough to stop Jiang Feng's footsteps. If the rain hits the face, his feet are constantly under his feet, as if everything cannot shake his true heart.

The way he was going was at his feet and nothing could be changed.

"call!"

The cold wind suddenly whistled, and the wind swept over the remaining snow and came to my face. What I saw in front of me was a piece of ice and snow, all things were covered with.

"This is winter." Jiang Feng looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.

The summer is hot and cold in winter, and the two extremes of the four seasons are reincarnated. He comes from the hot summer and enters the cold winter.

The snowflakes are icy, but when they fall on their bodies, they are biting cold. Such coldness is almost frozen to the bone. The heavy snow like goose feathers is flying all over the sky, beautiful, but it is enough to exterminate the last vitality left in the world.

The snow fell on Jiang Feng's clothes and on Jiang Feng's eyebrows, forming a layer of frost. The frost grew from thin to thicker, and soon wrapped Jiang Feng in.

If Jiang Feng hadn't been walking all the time, he would have looked like a human-shaped popsicle.

"From summer to autumn, from autumn to winter, the vitality between heaven and earth gradually fades away." Jiang Feng lowered his head and said to himself, his expression that had been firm, a little confused.

"Next, if I continue to move forward, will it enter spring?" Jiang Feng frowned and thought.

He frowned, as if he was no longer so confident, and even his steps slowed down a lot without realizing it, as if he could not bear it at any time and fell to the ground.

"If spring comes next, I have gone through the four seasons along the way. If not, then where will I go if I continue to move forward?" Jiang Fengsifu.

But after winter, if it is not spring, what will it be?

This is the theorem of reincarnation, this is the eternal and unchanging way of heaven.

"If it is the theorem, if it is the way of heaven, then how small is the person in it?" Jiang Feng's arm shook slightly, shaking off the frost on his arm.

"And, if there is reincarnation, then what is the end of reincarnation? Is it nothingness? If it is nothingness, wouldn't I go to destruction?" Jiang Feng's body trembled slightly, and all the frost on his body fell down.

He raised his head and looked at the white sky, allowing the flying snow to fly into his eyes. However, no matter how big the snow is, it cannot cover his eyes.

"I have watched three seasons of reincarnation along the way. Although I haven't seen enough, I'd better stop." Jiang Feng said.

Can't leave anymore.

"Everyone can change, but what is eternal is the only oneself. The way of heaven is not my way, and the four seasons of reincarnation are not my reincarnation. I rushed all the way to break the heaven and earth cage bound by the body. How can I still walk in and bind myself?" Jiang Feng sighed softly.

He really stopped moving forward. After sighing, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, calmed his mind and calmed down. This world was isolated from his senses.

The heavy snow fell and never stopped. Soon the Jiang Feng was covered with ice and snow, melting into this vast sea of ​​snow, as if it had turned into dust or into nothingness.

After a long time, under the ice and snow, Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights shot out from the depths of his pupils, saying to himself: "I understand. If I go further, the cold winter is still cold winter, and there will be no change. What greets me is not nothingness or spring, because I am the greatest vitality."

"If my vitality is gone, it is nothingness, and my vitality is endless, then I am that spring." Jiang Feng stood up long, his eyes no longer confused, his brows no longer frowned, his back was straight, and his body turned into a sharp sword, pointing straight at the sky.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed drastically, the snow and ice in the sky disappeared, and the earth under my feet was no longer covered by ice and snow, and the yellow-brown soil was exposed. Next to it, the jungle was like a sea, and in the distance, the water was gurgling.

Jiang Feng looked around and knew that he had cracked and understood the true meaning of this formation. This was a great harvest, which allowed Jiang Feng's original intention to gain some baptism.

"Is the so-called fate of the ancestral land and heavenly being baptized by this formation? In the end, external objects will not be as good as the transformation of the original heart." Jiang Feng said secretly.

He knew that this trip had a great harvest. Even if he missed the Heaven Seal, he would not leave any regrets. Of course, he was also a little shocked while gaining.

"This formation seems to have no murderous intention, but in fact it is more dangerous than the trapping formation at the bottom of the Tianchi Pond and the killing formation in the sky pit. If you fall into it, you may not die, but it will destroy your mind, make people fall into chaos, and eventually make people die with the dead world."

At this time, Jiang Feng finally understood why those people from the twelve families who walked out of this valley were crazy, and their minds disappeared, and they were alive, but in fact they were cut off, just like death. And this is the ultimate truth of this formation.

This is a place of death, and it is also a place of blessing. It is a place of life and death step by step, transforming step by step, and sublimating the state of mind.

Jiang Feng did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged in place. He felt that as his mood sublimated, he fell into an unprecedented ethereal state.

Although this state is not enough to make him jump from the seventh level of body refining to the eighth level of body refining, he can take this opportunity to temper the second sword of the Nine Swords of Daluo.

There are nine swords in the Daluo Nine Swords. The first three swords have no names. These are the most basic three swords, the most simple and unpretentious. Different people will have different understandings.

Jiang Feng had never been able to fully understand the second sword he practiced. He only understood half of the sword intent. He knew that it was not because he lacked talent and perseverance, but because his mood could not keep up.

This is a saint's sword technique, with traces of truth and reason. It is definitely not that one can understand without obstacles if one has strong talent and perseverance. What is more needed is a pure heart.

In Jiang Feng's understanding, Daluo Holy Land was once a talented person. The three swords in front of Daluo Nine Swords were as powerful as bamboo shoots and quickly understood. However, after he practiced the seventh sword, he returned to ordinary people.

And there is another man who is mediocre in his talent and has spent a year practicing the first sword, practicing the second sword, practicing the second sword, and practicing the third sword, and practicing the third sword, and taking seven years to practice the sword. The speed of practicing the sword is extremely slow, but in this way, he finally practiced the ninth sword in decades. It is because he is devoted to the sword and his heart is as innocent as a child.

Jiang Feng's state of mind is not pure, but this transformation of his original mind is extremely sublimated, ethereal and pure, but it is infinitely close to the innocent. Under such circumstances, at least 50% of the possibility of breaking through.

"Then, let's start." Jiang Feng calmed down his mind and made his heart extremely clear. He practiced with his right finger as a sword.

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