Chapter 267 What is reality? This is reality!

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed quickly.

During this period of more than a month.

The situation in Gale Dynasty is still as calm as usual.

Whether it is the Luo family in Qingshi City.

The royal family of the Gale Dynasty.

In other words, it is Baifan Temple, which is known as one of the three major demonic forces in Buddhism.

During this period of more than a month.

They all silently immersed themselves in developing their own strength.

Even the Yan family, the royal family of the Great Yan Dynasty, who was somewhat ready to make a move, was still like this.

It seems that they are planning to deal with the real chaos that may break out at any time.

Bluestone City, the land of the Luo family.

In an extremely remote area where not many people would pass by.

One was topless.

Although he is less than 1.8 meters tall, he is an extremely strong young man.

At this moment, he is holding a long sword with a spiritual weapon.

With an extremely serious expression, he waved forward with all his strength.

Whenever the young man raised the long sword in his hand and swung it down with all his strength.

In the void, there will always be bursts of piercing sounds.

[Huhuhuhu]

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

Fallen leaves fell next to the young man.

Then the young man took a deep breath and raised the spiritual weapon sword in his hand again.

The fallen green leaves began to slowly rotate around the young man.

The gusts of breeze seemed to form a small whirlwind on the young man's body.

"cut!!!"

Following a burst of low shouts from the young man.

A rather sharp sword energy then continued to move forward.

However, due to the power of Qi and blood attached to the young man's spiritual sword, it was a little too weak.

As a result, the smart sword energy only traveled less than two or three meters before disappearing into the void.

It's as if it never happened.

"Is this still the case?"

Young Luo Ze silently looked at the spiritual sword in his hand, and then looked at his hands.

After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

There was a look of helplessness on his face.

Because young Luo Ze has been wielding the long sword in his hand for many years.

As a result, he gradually developed the most powerful swordsmanship in the world.

It was precisely because Luo Ze obtained the most Chicheng sword heart in the world that he began to rapidly improve his understanding and understanding of the sword.

No matter what kind of sword moves or techniques.

Now, he just needed to take a look.

You can imprint it in your mind.

And, learn it easily.

only

This sword heart is there.

His talent in swordsmanship is indeed a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than before.

However, kendo talent belongs to kendo talent.

His talent for cultivation is still as messed up as usual.

Practicing in seclusion for a hundred days is not even as good as others practicing in seclusion for one day.

Even if you swallow pills, you can use them to assist your practice.

But his ability to digest pills is only one-fifth, one-tenth, or even worse than others.

Under such circumstances, even though the young Luo Ze had tried his best and put in all his efforts.

His cultivation, his strength.

Still not as good as one-third of his peers.

"well"

Take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale again.

The young Luo Ze couldn't help but raise his head slightly.

Look towards the blue and cloudless sky above.

The look of determination on his face.

Rarely, a little lack of confidence and loss gradually appeared.

Talent, talent.

Does cultivation talent determine everything?

Is it true that hard work is nothing compared to talent?

Could it be that in the face of absolute talent?

Everything else is unimportant?

This is a remote place where Luo Ze is the only one.

The young Luo Ze couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about this question in his heart.

At the same time, he seemed to be asking himself.

My determination in cultivation, my desire for strength, and my expectations for the future.

Should all of this end?

Although Luo Ze has seen ancestor Changfeng, he can count them on one hand.

However, he remembered it very clearly.

My ancestor Changfeng once said this.

The world is cold and cruel.

The weak eat the strong, and survival of the fittest is the law of this world.

Strength is a product born of 99.9% talent and 0.01% hard work.

This does not mean that hard work has no effect.

It's just that compared to hard work, one's own talent is obviously more important.

Under the circumstances of different talents.

One day of practice for a person with good talent is equivalent to five, ten, or even a hundred days for those with poor talent.

In this way, how can those with good talents and those with poor talents be compared?

Besides, in this cold and cruel world.

If you want to survive, if you want to live a better life in this world.

The so-called efforts, these are the most basic.

With different talents, the efforts of those geniuses are not only no worse than yours, but they even work harder and harder than you.

Under such circumstances, people with good talents and people with poor talents.

The gap will naturally only get bigger and bigger.

Back then, Luo Ze heard what ancestor Changfeng said.

Although, he didn't refute anything.

However, in his heart he did not agree with what ancestor Changfeng said.

But as time goes by bit by bit.

As he gets older, he grows bit by bit.

As his understanding of everything in this world deepens and deepens.

Luo Ze gradually discovered it.

It turns out that ancestor Changfeng was not wrong.

But he was wrong.

Talent is indeed the most important thing.

Compared to absolute talent, hard work and hard work seem a bit insignificant.

Of course, this does not mean that efforts must be ineffective.

I only say that when the talent is not used, or even the gap is huge.

People with extremely talented people still work extremely hard and desperately.

under such circumstances

The role of talent will be infinitely magnified.

For example, every day, I will not miss any time or any gap, madly wielding the sword in my hand.

With this move, Luo Ze passed away for several years.

As well as the rest of the new generation members of the family.

"Ancestor Changfeng"

Head up.

After looking at the sky for a long time.

Luo Ze couldn't help but flash a slightly blurry image in front of his eyes, some of which he couldn't remember clearly.

However, it is extremely charitable.

There is also a majestic figure on his body.

"Ancestor Changfeng"

"My path to spiritual practice, my path to immortality."

"Are we really going to cut it off like this?"

"Is it really going to fail like this?"

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in."

The more Luo Ze thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.

Even if there are others here at this moment.

You can also easily feel a deep sense of unwillingness from Luo Ze's body.

However, even if it is so unwilling.

Even if you don’t want to succumb to fate.

But, so what?

Reality is like this, reality is always cold and cruel.

What you are is what you are.

It will not change because of the unwillingness, anger, and reluctance in your heart.

"It's time to practice sword practice"

After shaking his head.

Luo Ze lowered his head silently.

He picked up a gourd filled with water next to him.

Gudong, gudong.

After taking several gulps.

Only then did his face regain its previous firm look.

His body also vaguely exuded a relatively strong sword intent.

In his right hand, he tightly grasped the long sword in his hand.

Then he planned to wave forward.

However, this was before he could swing the long sword in his hand.

A slightly lazy and very familiar voice behind him suddenly interrupted the rhythm of waving the sword in his hand.

"You kid, what were you thinking about just now?"

"I see that there was something wrong with your state just now."

Luo Yao leaned against the big tree that had existed for hundreds of years.

He asked in a low voice while looking at Luo Ze in front of him.

When Luo Ze heard this, he turned his head.

He glanced at Luo Yao who was leaning against the big tree.

After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice: "When did you come?"

Luo Yao thought for a while, and then replied in a low voice: "Just now, probably when you suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky?"

"Well, it should be about this time."

Luo Ze was silent again.

However, this time the silence did not last long.

He gave his answer.

"I didn't think about anything. I just thought that maybe I should change my way of living."

Luo Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice: "Change your life? What do you mean?"

Luo Ze curled his lips and said helplessly: "Perhaps I was a little too naive in the past, but this reality has always been cold and extremely cruel. The reality will not change because of what you did. Things can change easily, so I thought, maybe it's time for this farce of mine to end. The path to spiritual practice? The path to immortality?"

As he spoke, Luo Ze couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said: "In the world of cultivation, talent has always been the most important, and hard work is only the most basic thing. The reason why ancestor Changfeng treats me so special His care is just the mercy of ancestor Changfeng, and as a member of the Luo family, maybe I should be a little more sensible now."

Luo Yao listened to these words.

He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"So, you don't want to continue practicing swordsmanship?"

"Are you planning to give up?"

"Don't you want to continue on the path of spiritual practice?"

Luo Ze shook his head silently and whispered: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that maybe I'm not worthy."

After Luo Ze's words came out.

This time, Luo Yao became somewhat silent.

After Luo Ze saw that the atmosphere at this time gradually became a little quiet, he changed this somewhat unhappy topic: "By the way, didn't you say before that you might not have any leisure time for yourself in the future? Is it time?”

"Why are you suddenly free to see me today?"

Luo Yao saw that Luo Ze had changed the topic and that Luo Ze didn't seem to want to talk about the incident just now.

So, he smiled and explained in a low voice: "Probably because the head of the family has been very hardworking and serious during the time he met me. In addition, there has really been nothing major in the recent period, and the things that need to be dealt with are basically dealt with. So the head of the family just waved his hand and gave me a day off, so that I can do whatever I want during this day."

Luo Ze thought for a while and then said: "Then why don't you take advantage of this day to go back and spend time with your wives?"

When Luo Yao heard this, he shook his head repeatedly.

At first, he was young and ignorant.

Dazzled by desire.

That's why he had so many wives and concubines.

Nowadays, there are many wives and concubines.

There are not a few of his children anymore.

The wives and concubines gathered together and chatted non-stop.

This really made Luo Yao unable to calm down and have a good rest.

On the contrary, this remote place within the Luo family could gradually calm down Luo Yao's mind.

"You don't have to worry about this."

"Next, it's up to you."

"Just pretend I don't exist."

After saying this, Luo Yao lay directly under the big shady tree.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and placed his hands on the back of his head.

While enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

While quietly blowing the breeze.

From time to time, he looked at the little guy Luo Ze who was holding a long sword and seemed to be back to his usual sword practice state.

Luo Yao felt that his soul had been baptized.

Seeing this, Luo Ze naturally ignored Luo Yao beside him.

He just clenched the sword in his hand.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

After that, he held his long sword and waved it forward.

If you want to give up, you still want to give up.

But at least, not now.

Everyone has been shaken in their hearts.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of opportunity, he can embark on the path of cultivating immortality.

How could Luo Ze give up so easily?

After all, this is a belief he has held firmly since he was a child.

What if I gave up so easily.

Doesn't that mean he violated his original beliefs?

Time passed by bit by bit.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon.

At this time, a scorching sun was high in the sky, and the temperature outside was like that of a big steamer, which made people feel unbearably hot.

But obviously, the hot environment.

It does not include the Bluestone City.

"so good"

Qingshi City, the land of the Luo family, is a remote place that no one passes through all year round.

Luo Yao, who had closed his eyes after taking a nap for several hours, suddenly opened his eyes.

He silently looked at Luo Ze, who was holding a long sword in front of him, with a serious and determined expression on his face, and kept swinging the long sword forward.

He looked again at the peaceful place he was currently in.

A full smile couldn't help but appear on his face.