Chapter 434 - Searching for the Limits of Martial Dao in the Desert (2/2)

Walk with the body, observe with your eyes, feel with your heart! Understand the glory the Sahara had for millions of years. **

To really communicate with it and become a part of it…. only then I can understand, absorb and integrate fully.

Now? Qin Fen had found and pushed the door open but he had not really stepped into it yet to find the glory that would truly upgrade him.

The marriage proposal! I must go! However, after seeing Wu Zun’s palm, Qin Fen knew that solely having the aura of power that goes forward would not make Song Wendong approve him.

With the improvement of his strength and the broadening of his horizons, Qin Fen had become more and more aware of what Song Wendong thinks. The choice of his granddaughter-in-law outside of his plan was considered a challenge to his authority.

After he was disqualified, he was forced to send all the other candidates to the hospital. This was already a challenge to the glory and majesty of the divine beast.

What are the divine beasts martial artists? An almighty existence! A fledgling boy touched the scales of the divine beast martial artist, like a lone wolf walking alone in the wilderness rushing into the territory of a group of lions.

In the face of such a situation, how could the lion not be angry?

Proposing marriage was just an attitude. Qin Fen expressed the attitude to Qilin that he would never give up. However, just attitude was not enough. Even if his strength at this age was not enough.

Strength! In the face of the divine beasts martial artist, if there was not enough strength, one would only dream of getting his approval.

Qin Fen was very grateful toward Snake King for this mission. He was able to see the vast desert. Millions of years worth of history of the desert, it would not be an easy task to fully understand it.

The winds and sands that never stopped in the desert raised once more. Qin Fen closed his eyes gently. The recruit military camp squad leader Hao, Gun King and the several drill instructors, the once aura-stunned Pujia brothers, opponents from Neo Muay Thai, the day of the golden triangle murders, the passion of saving on a deserted island, Du Zhanpeng’s deep love for his brother, and the face and events of the various martial artists were like a long axis of painting and it unfolded constantly in his mind.

After a long time, Qin Fen opened his eyes slowly. He did not know when he had been buried completely by the yellow sand. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the soul of the desert into his lungs and his blood and true energy rolled and tumbled. They were buried into the body that was covered by sand, as if they were insects filled with life, they receded to both sides slowly.

They were not fast in falling back, but the rhythm was very good. Little by little, each sand particle had become visible to his naked eye.

The sand scattered. Qin Fen’s body shook slightly, and the dust and dirt on his body floated into the air, as it not only shook the dust away from his body but the martial dao dust that was deep in his bone marrow shook into the air. His whole body was free and his spirit was extremely refreshed and comfortable.

The sky had already turned dark, the hot air unknowingly becoming a wind knife that felt like it could cut through the body.

Such was the temperament of the desert. During the day, it was as passionate as fire and it could be used to cook everything. At night, it was a cold black widow who could freeze everything.

These were two completely different temperaments similar to the yin and yang of martial dao, yet it combined with each other perfectly. This was the other side of the desert. It also had millions of years worth of history different from the history of its daytime and spirit entirely.

Qin Fen walked in the desert where the wind was blowing. He was barefoot and he felt the cold sand with his feet. Only when he was close to the desert could he further understand it and comprehend it.

The wind was getting stronger, the temperature of the air decreasing constantly. A few clouds floated overhead.

It was not that the desert does not rain; the sand does not have the function of preserving water. During the daytime, it would be evaporated by the hot sun immediately.

The rain at night was not actual rain. The temperature below zero turned the raindrops into hail. The small ones were only the size of the rice grains but the big ones were the size of dumplings.

The wind continued to blow as Qin Fen walked quietly. His speed was not fast yet his pace was full of stability, as he did not attempt to rush to escape the desert early.

Two days later, Qin Fen encountered his first oasis in the desert.

This oasis was a small area. There was a clear small lake in the center. He knelt down and looked at the reflection in the water.

In two days, Qin Fen did not use his true energy to lock in water, nor did he use martial arts to control his metabolism.

Everything returned to how ordinary people were like. Only by standing at the point of origin could he really see the road ahead. Only by not using martial dao could he return to his real origin, only then could he see the problem in his martial dao.

Also only when he returned to the original point could get in touch with nature, then he could contact nature naturally to read and understand it.

He put out his dry tongue and gently lick his lips that have been chapped due to the lack of water. He felt a tingling that he had never felt before.

With both hands, he cupped the water and poured it down his throat, a trace of sweetness spread throughout his taste buds. Qin Fen closed his eyes and felt the clear water go down his throat into his body.

His body was like a tree that had dried up and the sudden encounter of moisture from the rain had led his body to become alive! That was not the resurrection of bodily functions, but the resurrection of a life aura!

Every organ in the body actually had its own emotions, but he had never really felt it before.

Qin Fen took another sip of clear water, then he laid down quietly on the green ground while he enjoyed the sun and felt everything in the sand.

Here was the desert: ferocious, ruthless. Here was an oasis, a reflection of the tenderness of the desert.

The ruthlessness of the desert was firm and fierce. The tenderness of the desert was like water, it was the aura of firmness and softness of the desert. More often than not, people would be obsessed with the desert’s firm and fierce and miss its tenderness.

Ruthlessness included death and tenderness bred life.

Qin Fen gasped a mouthful of dry air, and as it came in contact with his freshly moist mouth, there was a special experience that he had never experienced before.

He made some adjustments and walked forward on the endless desert once again. With only two days of experience, he couldn’t really understand everything about it, let alone understand its soul.