100,000 Years of Body Refining

Inside the bookstore.

Qin Feng was still frowning in thought.

I don't know how long it took, and his eyebrows gradually stretched.

He also understood.

The sincere heart is the foundation. The fist is only a kind of borrowing force to maintain the sincere heart, instead of using the fist to talk about sincerity.

Just like the Blood Sword God back then, if he directly attacked Xueyuan and asked him to give up his blood feud, would it still be called good?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is still a kind of kindness, because he let go of those who want to kill him, but in fact, his kindness has become an excuse for his fist.

For him, that is no longer true goodness, but a kind of hypocrisy.

"Thank you, Dean, for clearing up your doubts."

Qin Fengchao bowed deeply to the dean, and then asked, "President, what is the most sincere way?"

"Sincere means kindness, treat with sincerity." The dean said, very simple, kindness and sincerity are the core of sincerity.

Qin Feng is able to understand, but understanding is one thing, comprehension is another thing, kindness and sincerity, how to prove the way of sincerity, this way, how to practice?

The dean suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you think I am strong?"

Strong?

Qin Feng has never seen the strength of the dean, but it is a manifestation of strength to let the martial arts academy sit down with his generals and make the martial arts academy recognize the existence of the academy.

There is also the dean's knowledge. He has already experienced that the dean's knowledge even exceeds that of the Blood Sword God. So far, he is definitely the most knowledgeable person Qin Feng has seen.

Therefore, the answer is simple.

"So far, I have never swallowed a source of the universe." The dean suddenly said.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the same place.

I was shocked.

Aside from knowledge, the dean can make the martial arts school reason, and the strength is self-evident, but such an existence has not swallowed the origin of the universe.

How does he practice?

Is this the way of sincerity?

"Don't be surprised. Since there is a way of sincerity spreading, it means that this way is not false, and you should be able to understand it." The dean looked at Qin Feng with his soft eyes, as if there was some magic in it at this moment. Can penetrate Qin Feng.

At least Qin Feng felt that way.

But he didn't care too much, instead he was thinking back to the dean's words.

To be precise, it is the second half.

Can he understand?

Why?

Suddenly, Qin Feng's eyes brightened, and he thought of the spirit of the universe.

He can allow the spirit of the universe to actively merge and get the help of the spirit of the universe, isn't it because he is sincere, he treats it sincerely, and the spirit of the universe treats him sincerely.

The way of sincerity is mutual, does it mean this?

At this moment, Qin Feng had a clear understanding.

The dean smiled with satisfaction: "You have already caught a glimpse of the way of utmost sincerity. I hope you can guard your heart and always remember that practice will not only swallow this path. This is a shortcut, but it is also easy to get lost. The avenue runs in opposite directions."

Qin Feng's expression trembled.

Practicing more than devours this path.

This sentence instantly reminded him of the spirit of the universe.

The spirit of the universe once said similar things, growth is not the only way to swallow.

Is this the real avenue?

"Thank you for the dean's advice." With a restrained mood, Qin Fengchao bowed deeply to the dean, which was very grateful.

"Go." The dean waved and smiled.

Qin Feng worshipped retreat, but when he retreated to the door of the bookstore, he suddenly asked: "President, can I ask you a question?"

"Yes." The dean nodded.

"The dean is the way of heaven here?" Qin Feng asked.

The dean was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Qin Feng. That look seemed to see through him completely, as if he had no secrets in front of the dean.

In an instant, the dean retracted his gaze, shook his head and smiled: "No."

Qin Feng retreated now.

He did not continue reading, but returned to his attic. As soon as he came back, he said in his heart: "Xiaoling, why do you want me to ask?"

It turned out that it was not Qin Feng who wanted to ask the dean's identity, but the spirit of the universe asked him to ask.

In the Palace of the Universe, the Spirit of the Universe was silent for a moment, and then said slightly solemnly: "He gave me a familiar feeling, and most importantly, I felt as if he could see me."

"Can I see you?" Qin Feng was surprised.

Although he knew that the dean was not simple, but the Universe Palace was his artifact, and the spirit of the universe had hidden all its breath, how could it be noticed by others?

No wonder the spirit of the universe wants to know the identity of the other party.

But the dean has already said that he is not the way of heaven here.

Could it be...

Suddenly, Qin Feng seemed to think of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Familiar breath.

Is the dean also the spirit of the universe?

No, it's impossible.

If the dean is the spirit of the universe, with the strength of the dean, how could the universe be a three-dimensional surface.

But why is it impossible?

Isn’t death a one-dimensional aspect?

At this moment, Qin Feng was a little messy.

"Not only can he see me, but even I feel, he can see through me and know how I am." Xiao Ling said in a condensed voice.

Qin Feng was even more messy.

Seeing and seeing through are completely two concepts.

He came to Tiandao Academy to avoid the Guardian Alliance and take this opportunity to improve himself, but if the dean could see through the little spirit, their situation would not be extremely dangerous.

Qin Feng was very nervous, even hesitant to leave.

Xiao Ling was discovered, this is no joke.

Moreover, the dean's strength is unfathomable, and once a trouble is launched, they will never be able to contend.

But soon, Qin Feng settled down.

Regardless of whether the dean is Tiandao or not, what identity he has, and whether or not the dean really sees Xiaoling, this is the Tiandao Academy, and with the strength of the dean, if you think about it, they have no strength to contend.

And now, the dean didn't show any malice, so why should he worry about nothing.

What's more, the dean can comprehend the way of sincerity, such a sage, even thinking about it, doesn't bother to use small tricks.

In a word, if you come here, you will be safe, and the entire Heavenly Dao star field, I am afraid that there is no safer place than the academy.

Thinking like this, Qin Feng stopped thinking about it.

…

In the study room, the dean looked at the attic where Qin Feng was, as if everything could not be hidden from his eyes, he retracted his gaze, shook his head and chuckled.

"Little guy, do you only feel my awareness, but don't you feel my kindness?"

It turned out that he was deliberately seeing the spirit of the universe, and also deliberately letting the inspiration of the universe know that he could see through, but more importantly, he was releasing a kind of goodwill.

It's just that the spirit of the universe didn't feel that much.

"I was too anxious." The dean shook his head and smiled. Suddenly, his smile diminished and suddenly disappeared into the study room. When he reappeared, he had reached the top of the Wuyuan Mountain.

There is a palace here. Compared with the simple attic of the academy, this magnificent and solemn palace is like a royal palace.

"Something?"

The dean strolled into the palace, and there was a person standing in the palace, dressed in black and carrying an ancient sword. This person was the current dean of the martial arts school, Wu Xuanjian.

"I haven't told you for a long time, I want to talk to you, can't you?" Wu Xuanjian looked at the dean of the academy and smiled.

"What do you want to talk about?" The dean of the academy also smiled.

"Talk about your academy." Wu Xuanjian smiled, his smile remained the same, but the ancient sword he was carrying slightly trembled, vaguely, there was a sword intent flowing in the hall.

The atmosphere seemed a little frozen in an instant.