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Feng Wanxue put away her thoughts, and her eyes stared at Ding Ling like water.

"Facing your truest heart is far more courageous than facing the fear of life and death." Feng Wanxue said softly, and she pulled the thin quilt to her chest.

"I don't know how to describe it... But that day, the decision I made up the chemistry laboratory was indeed the most important decision I have in the past nineteen years. This choice even exceeded the courage I chose to face death when I was in Kunlun. So Ding Ling..." Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "The confession to the heart requires the greatest courage."

Ding Ling took a light breath, and he half-kneeled on the ground, kissed Feng Wanxue's forehead gently, and then smiled after looking up: "I probably understand."

Feng Wanxue smiled Yanran: "But I think it will be very difficult for you to make a decision."

Ding Ling smiled softly, but a deep feeling of fatigue rose in his eyes.

Yes, for people of their age, the so-called "what needs the most" is nothing more than the word ****.

Feng Wanxue is right, facing life and death is never the most courageous behavior. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many suicides, and suicide requires courage? No, suicide only requires despair. And the reason why people are desperate is because they lose the courage to face reality.

So Ding Ling understood.

Practice, practice Taoism, and cultivate the mind, after all, it is just a word of cultivation. In the final analysis, you must face the truest thoughts in your heart.

So, what is the idea that Ding Ling hides in the bottom of his heart? What is the one he is least willing to touch or the one who has the least courage to face?

It was the decision that Feng Wanxue said.

After a while, Ding Ling raised his head and said, "I... think about it carefully. Maybe, I should talk to my master?"

Feng Wanxue reached out to touch her face, then shook her head and said, "I think you should talk to Mingyue."

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Mingyue is in love with you and is connected with blood." Feng Wanxue curled up her legs, held her hands on her knees and said with a smile: "She is destined to be with you for the rest of her life."

Ding Ling's heart was shocked suddenly. He heard something wrong from Feng Wanxue's words. He grabbed Feng Wanxue's hand and said in a deep voice in a hurry: "What do you mean she is destined to be with me for the rest of her life? What are you going to do?"

Feng Wanxue, who was a little moved by Ding Ling's actions, pursed her lips and smiled: "It's not that we are going to do, but... you are destined to go to heaven, right?"

Ding Ling looked up at the sky.

Feng Wanxue continued, "And we... Dingling, you should know that for hundreds of years, there have been no female practitioners above the realm of the earth. Susu and I were able to reach the holy realm at this age, which is unprecedented, and a great fortune. Even if we continue to practice... we are at most at the peak of the holy realm and cannot break through to the realm of the earth."

Ding Ling suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Wanxue.

It seems that Fengyunshan also told him that it has indeed been hundreds of years since female practitioners have reached the level of the earth. Whether it is the Feng family or the Bai family, there are so many elders in the ancestral halls of these thousands of families, but there is not a single female elder!

This is very telling.

And Ding Ling is destined to go to heaven. Then the only one who can accompany him is... Mingyue.

"This is not a reason." Ding Ling took a deep breath again: "First of all, I don't think you can only stop in the holy realm. Secondly, even if you stay in the holy realm, I will go up... but I will come down. So, don't mention this kind of thing in the future."

Feng Wanxue smiled again: "But the problem is that you are immortal... and you have become a god, but we have to grow old! Don't look at us all like flowers and jade now, after decades, we will all become old women. You are still a young man. Where are you going to us? How can you bear it?"

Ding Ling was stunned for a moment. After a while, he roared softly: "Damn!"

"Don't think too much, you guys can't escape anyway." Ding Lingteng stood up, stomped his feet in dismay, and said fiercely: "Don't try to escape from my demonic capture!"

Feng Wanxue burst into laughter.

Ding Ling glared at her in anger, and his heart became more and more confused: "You didn't tell my master about this, did you?"

Feng Wanxue shook her head: "But don't think Susu is stupid, she will think of this sooner or later..."

Ding Ling suddenly stopped and said annoyedly: "I miss you! Do you want you when you are old? What a boob... I won't tell you anymore, I'll go... I'll find my courage!"

As he said that, Ding Ling left the tent as if he was running away.

Watching Ding Ling go out, Feng Wanxue smiled and put her hands behind her head. After a while, she closed her eyes and sighed quietly.

As... Feng Wanxue, who has always been called a genius in the entire world of practice, her best is actually not her realm, but her wisdom. However, in this world of practice where strength is judging, everyone only sees her realm and strength, but ignores her wisdom.

Feng Wanxue is not an unfair worry. Although she knew that Ding Ling could not give up on herself because of her "oldness and deterioration", she still...why can't understand why female practitioners have been unable to break through to the realm for hundreds of years and are puzzled.

As Mingyue's life experience surfaced, as she learned some stories thousands of years ago, she vaguely guessed that a woman's inability to become an immortal may be related to "the above".

Maybe Mingyue knew the answer, but she couldn't ask Mingyue.

Then, only Ding Ling went to ask...

"The road to immortality is long, Ding Ling wants to become a saint in his body. Do we also want to follow the vampire path?" Feng Wanxue frowned and pondered quietly.

...

Ding Ling returned to the tent with some anxiety. Seeing that Mingyue had entered a state of meditation, he endured it and did not bother her. Instead, he returned to the small tent next to him to sit down alone.

Be honest and face the deepest part of yourself, this... is really difficult.

No, it's difficult, it's because he doesn't have the courage to face it!

Close his eyes and open them again, and then close them again. Ding Ling's mind looked like a revolving lantern, including white and crisp, bright moon, windy snow, white and shallow, Mu Hanling, Ito Yukiko... These shadows flashed in his mind, making him want to hold each one in his palm.

"What should I do?" He murmured with his eyes closed, with deep pain on his face.

At this time, Mu Hanling's figure appeared outside the camp in a hurry. She lifted the curtain and happened to hear Ding Ling's murmur. After being stunned, she subconsciously asked: "What should I do?"

Ding Ling opened his eyes and saw that it was Mu Hanling. He was stunned and said, "Nothing... I'm looking for me for the courage. Is there anything wrong?"

Mu Hanling was startled first, then burst out laughing: "Don't tease me... When have you ever been timid?"
Chapter completed!