The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 2319: Where is the road (in)
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Time, in the orderly passing, Chen Fan's whole person has fallen into deep concentration.
His mind is running fast at this moment, constantly deducing one possibility after another.
Breakthrough, how to break through, and how to expand Dantian. Key words are constantly intertwined in my mind, and then weave into a big net that is constantly cut and chaotic.
Every time a feasible solution is proposed, Chen Fan can't wait to make a vow.
But unfortunately, the end result is failure.
But even so, Chen Fan would not choose to give up. He just removed this plan from the big net that he had compiled in his mind, and then thought about a better plan.
Many people outside are very envious of Chen Fan's life as a golden horse.
Looking back, Chen Fan seemed to have never failed. No matter what he did, he seemed to be able to win victory as if he was assisted by gods.
But as everyone knows, Chen Fan is not without failure.
On the contrary, he has experienced more failures than anyone!
Just like at this moment, Chen Fan is experiencing continuous failures. Every failure will cause a certain degree of damage to his body and even his dantian.
But Chen Fan, he doesn't mean to go back!
He is still going forward.
In Chen Fan's dictionary, there have never been four words halfway through.
He, he will never give up unless he achieves his goal!
"Puff!"
I don’t know how long this kind of penance lasted. Chen Fan suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood after experiencing another failure of the idea of a breakthrough!
His complexion is haggard, and he looks languid.
There have been countless failures, and finally both the body and Dantian have issued a double warning.
If you continue to practice such a lifeless practice, Chen Fan may die!
Finally interrupted this practice temporarily, Chen Fan unwillingly took out a few healing pills from his storage bag and swallowed them, feeling that his state had recovered somewhat.
With a wave of a big hand, Jianxin's crystal coffin appeared in front of him, and Chen Fan's eyes softened unconsciously when he saw the crystal coffin.
Flicking the coffin, Chen Fan's voice revealed endless exhaustion.
"Xin'er, I'm sorry, I miss you."
It's hard for ordinary people to imagine that Chen Fan, who is the most majestic and majestic in the world, will appear like this.
It's no longer the way Zhizhu was holding it in the past, or the domineering look.
It is no longer the Emperor Chen who counts the entire Nine States Continent in his palms and has the courage to swallow the world.
At this moment, Chen Fan seems to be just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who misses his wife and loves endlessly after his eyes.
For a long time, Chen Fan has always thought that he is just an ordinary person.
It's just that because of a moment of turmoil, I finally embarked on a path that seemed far from ordinary people.
However, like ordinary people, he can cry and laugh, sad and cry.
He also has desires of this kind, and he will also be weak and even helpless.
It's just that Chen Fan has never shown himself in front of others. It seems that he can truly release himself only when facing Jianxin.
Now, after experiencing so many failures, Chen Fan really wants to stop and listen to Jian Xin's voice.
Listen to what kind of sword memory the other party will give yourself.
"Xin'er, if it were you, I would definitely let me stop and rest. You have always secretly liked to pay attention to the scenery along the way, not just people who only pay attention to the road under your feet."
"Just...how can I be so free and easy?"
"If I am like this, when can I really bring you back to life?"
Chen Fan just muttered to himself in front of Jianxin's crystal coffin. The snake thought of the past, and recalled the warm scenes between him and Jianxin.
Suddenly, a voice seemed to come to mind.
"Fool, there is no road ahead in this world. Sometimes, the real road is hidden behind you."
Suddenly Chen Fan had a sense of playfulness, he looked around in shock, as if searching for something.
But in the end, I discovered that I was the only one in the practice room.
So who was the person who spoke in his mind just now?
"Is it my subconscious mind, or... my heart?"