Song Jiang's face froze and he smiled bitterly: "Okay. I promise you, I will hide your affairs for you. Now let's talk about your third request!"

Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction and said: "Very good, then I will now start to talk about my third request, which is also the last request. My request is that after all, I am a civilian, and your special forces are

It is a violent institution of the state.

Moreover, it is a violent institution that houses some strange people. I hope that the contact between us can be reduced as much as possible. It is best not to have any contact at all. Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Jiang nodded with a dark face. He did understand what Lin Feng meant, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng's meaning was so decisive. He was preparing to completely cut off his relationship with the special forces.

This even includes Gongsun Sheng. Of course, there are policies and countermeasures. Although Lin Feng is very decisive now, he has never really thought about severing ties with Gongsun Sheng.

As long as Gongsun Sheng does not contact Lin Feng as a special force member in the future, Lin Feng can treat him as an ordinary friend.

"I agree!" Song Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "Now that you have finished your request, when will we start the experiment?"

Lin Feng shrugged and said indifferently: "It depends on your time. If you plan to go now, I don't care."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Lin Feng's trouble would come to an end and he would suddenly make other demands, which would make it difficult for Song Jiang to handle.

Now seeing Lin Feng so happy, Song Jiang said without hesitation: "In that case, let's go now. It's getting late now, and after arriving at the West Lake, there will definitely be fewer tourists, even if something happens

There is no danger of someone discovering something unusual, what do you think?"

"I don't care." Lin Feng said indifferently.

"Okay, wait for me for a while, I'll go out and make arrangements now, and we'll set off later!" After Song Jiang asked, he turned around and left the room, heading outside.

Lin Feng leaned on the sofa, pondering in his mind whether he had really inherited the bullet's ability to devour other living beings.

"Lin Feng, are you thinking about what you should do if you gain this terrible devouring ability?" Seeing the troubled look on Lin Feng's face, Qingsong Zhenren and Uncle Kun looked at each other and looked at each other.

Lin Feng asked.

Lin Feng nodded and said: "Uncle, you are right, I am indeed thinking about this matter. If I really inherit the ability of bullets, then am I still me? Am I still a human being?"

Two questions in a row are exactly what Lin Feng is worried about now.

"Actually, you can no longer be considered a real human being long ago!" Master Qingsong's words were like thunder, exploding in Lin Feng's mind.

He looked at Master Qingsong with a shocked face, waiting for his answer.

"From the moment you start practicing, you can no longer be considered a complete human being." Master Qingsong had a nostalgic look on his face, as if he was comforting Lin Feng, but also as if he was remembering his original experience.

"Whether it is a person with superpowers, an ancient martial arts monk, or an immortal cultivator, the goal is to transcend human beings and achieve their own goals. This goal may be immortality, or it may be to be free from heaven and earth, or it may be to explore the truth of heaven and earth, or it may be simple

Want to have great power.

The final result is almost the same, that is, a form that transcends human beings and achieves a higher level of life form. This form can be called an immortal, a god... There are many different names, but as long as it reaches this point,

They are no longer human!"

Lin Feng was indifferent. He vaguely felt that what Qingsong said was right, but he didn't want to leave his human form.

Maybe it's because old love is hard to let go of. After all, even if people leave a familiar environment and come to a strange environment, they will feel uncomfortable and confused.

Not to mention that even his own life form has changed.

"What? Can't you figure it out?" Master Qingsong laughed. He felt that the Lin Feng in front of him was very similar to him before. He was also entangled in the identity of human beings, but this entangled mentality was completely meaningless.

Because no matter what he has become, whether it is a god? an immortal? a saint... no matter that, as long as his heart has not changed, he is still himself, so what if his life form has changed?

Moreover, such changes are still for the better, so there is no need to worry.

However, Master Qingsong understands that Lin Feng needs to figure out such a thing by himself. Otherwise, others will have no way to help him.

Lin Feng's face was gloomy and uncertain. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Uncle, have you ever had such ambivalence before?"

"Hahaha..." Master Qingsong laughed, and he felt that the Lin Feng in front of him became more and more friendly.

Because Master Qingsong asked his master this question many years ago. In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years have passed! His master has long since passed away.

Even those who cultivate immortality are just trying to make their life span longer. If they want to achieve immortality and live as long as heaven and earth, this cannot be achieved by practicing diligently.

What matters more is opportunity and perception. If there is not enough opportunity, the road to becoming an immortal will be elusive and difficult to find. If there is not enough perception, then you will just become an alien with no strong strength, but it is always difficult to escape from the human form.

"I didn't expect you to ask me that." Master Qingsong said with a smile: "To be honest, you surprised me. Because I also struggled with this problem back then, but in the end I finally came to my senses with the help of my master.

.”

After a pause, Master Qingsong seemed to be reminiscing, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a moment, he said: "I remember what my master said to me at that time. Is there any difference between human and non-human beings? If you believe in reincarnation

If you say that, then you should understand that all living things are inseparable from each other, and the body is just a skin.

So what if it’s a human being? So what if it’s a monster? As long as the true intention remains unchanged, even if you fall into the Asura Hell, it will still be a paradise on earth! Why bother with such meaningless things?”

Hearing this, Lin Feng seemed to understand something, but when he was asked to say it out loud, he couldn't say exactly what he understood. A sudden realization made Lin Feng look happy and said: "Thank you, uncle, for your guidance!

"

Master Qingsong's smile became even thicker. He reached out and touched a strand of beard on his chin and said: "You are very good. I didn't expect you to really realize it. I was alone in the room for a month.

It took me a long time to understand what the master wanted to tell me. I didn't expect you to figure it out in just a moment!"

Indeed, this kind of deep feeling cannot be described in words. In the face of this kind of feeling, any language is feeble and lacking. No language can perfectly describe this kind of feeling.

Describe it.

Although Lin Feng realized it and no longer struggled, he still couldn't tell what he had realized.

It's just that he feels that he is extremely peaceful now. Even if he is falling into hell at this moment, he can still smile.

Uncle Kun said with satisfaction: "Okay, now that Lin Feng has settled your matter, I will go catch up with Qingsong Niubi to catch up on old times. You can just go and refine Wanjian Guizong!"

With that said, Uncle Kun stood up and said to Master Qingsong: "Qingsong Niubi, we haven't seen each other for nearly sixty years, and I don't know how you have been living these years. Let's go sit on the viewing platform outside!"

Qingsong also experienced this, and Lin Feng finally realized that now is the moment when he needs to consolidate. If someone stays here, it will not be good for him.

After getting up and leaving, Qing Song glanced at the sword box next to Lin Feng with some distress.

This sword box, which is just like a scabbard, is the best treasure that Master Qingsong has ever obtained. After using it for so many years, he has already developed feelings for this sword box.

Now, under Uncle Kun's pressure, after giving it to Lin Feng, Master Qingsong has long regretted it. If it weren't for the face of his elders, he might have been able to shamelessly return the sword box of Wanjian to his clan.

Want to go back again.

After being cruel, Master Qingsong finally turned his head resolutely and never looked at Lin Feng again. He was really afraid that he would not be able to help but take Wan Jian Guizong back.

After Master Qingsong and Uncle Kun left, Lin Feng sat cross-legged. After calming down his mind, he placed the sword box of Wanjian Guizong across his knees, stretched out his index finger, and felt the true energy in his body.

A small wound suddenly appeared on the fingertip.

Yin Hong's blood dripped from her fingertips.

The moment the blood drops fell on the sword box, Lin Feng felt a dazzling luster suddenly flash in front of his eyes. This luster was emanating from the sword box.

The dazzling light illuminated the entire room.

The light came and went quickly. It didn't even take a moment before it went back in an instant. It was as if everything just now was an illusion.

In a daze, Lin Feng felt that there was a mysterious connection between himself and this sword box. Moreover, he also felt that this small scabbard-like sword box contained sharp edges.

The breath of fresh air,

Lin Feng secretly guessed that these sharp auras hidden in the sword box must be the secret of the infinite energy sword appearing in the sword box.

Although these auras were all equally sharp and unparalleled, Lin Feng could feel that there was still a slight difference between these auras.

For example, some breaths are gentle, some are domineering, some are evil, and some are vast... It is as if all the feelings in the world can be found in this sword box.
Chapter completed!