Titan Dawn

Continent of Pandaria.

Cao Fei, a descendant of Cao's Mogu royal family who was trained as a monk at Shadow Trace Temple, was very frustrated, because he found that his ideal of rejuvenation was distant, and there was even no hope of realization.

His friends did not understand and often discouraged him.

"Cao Fei, don't be so naive, accept the reality with peace of mind, just be an ordinary ordinary person."

"Cao Fei, we must clearly distinguish between ideals and reality. We can't live for ideals, so we will not eat or live!"

"Cao Fei, you don't have that ability, don't continue to work towards that unrealistic goal, join us after learning, and go to the Great Wall and His Majesty Shao Hao to fight together."

Whenever Cao Fei heard his friends kindly persuade, he always smiled and listened to them quietly.

But Cao Fei didn't want to give up.

Yes, although I also understand that the times are different now, the chances of resuming the ideal of the Cao dynasty are very slim.

But I just have this belief, and I don't want to give it up.

However, Cao Fei's fierce blows were repeated, just like a hateful bully, trying to destroy Cao Fei's only ideal.

Even Bai Hu told him: Give up early, you are not such a person, and your mind and vision are not suitable to be an emperor.

As time goes by, Cao Fei is still training hard and still insisting on his ideal.

He always thought: His current training is to lay the foundation and accumulate experience and strength for going out of the Shadow Trace Temple to realize his ideal.

The friends around him still told him again and again: Give up, it's impossible.

In the samsara season after season, Cao Fei's face was full of scum. Cao Fei's eyes appeared wrinkles. Cao Fei felt that he had understood and understood a lot.

However, Cao Fei was still reluctant to give up his ideal of returning to the country.

The life at Shadow Trace Temple is bitter and tense, and only occasionally a day or two of holidays allow the monks to relax well.

Cao Fei sat in the ox cart and went to the Qixing Temple in the Fairview Valley area. He decided to enjoy his rare vacation there.

The Temple of Seven Stars is extremely prosperous and lively. Cao Fei looks at the pandaren coming and going on the street. They always seem to have something to do.

The weather in Fairview Valley has been bad recently, with rain and rain. But now, when raindrops fell on Cao Fei's face, he realized that he had stood here for a long time.

Cao Fei hurriedly walked towards the interior of the Qixing Temple, but he stopped suddenly, staring straight at the ground, without saying a word for a long time, and let the heavy rain fall on his body.

It was a pool of rainwater.

Cao Fei suddenly felt the two lines of tears flowing down his face.

The reflection in the puddle is his own face.

Hu residue is prominent, and wrinkles in the corners of the eyes are clearly visible.

Yourself. . . What more ideals to talk about?

Your ideal. . . Had you abandoned yourself?

But it doesn't seem to be there. The ideal is still supporting his numb flesh and blood, and supporting everyone's numb flesh and blood.

Yes, in my own life, maybe it will be so ineffective, stubborn, and finally succumb to reality, become an ordinary monk, running for survival?

Another era is changing, myself. . . It is no longer the young man without regrets.

Youth is abandoned by time.

Yourself. . . In a blink of an eye it was already the age to be a father.

And ideally, how old are you this year?

Cao Fei left the Qixing Temple silently, without looking back.

He is going to return to Shadow Trace Temple and quit with Bai Hu.

Cao Fei decided to stop the monk ’s practice. He would step into this vast world, and he would give up everything he has now.

He is going to break out.

Can't continue like this.

Year after year, he sat in front of the gate of Shadow Trace Temple and found nothing.

Did you really get anything there?

It should be no.

And those pandas who come and go just like themselves, do they really understand what they really want and really want?

It probably doesn't.

And Bai Hu, he is high above him, his vision is different from himself, he has already had a very high starting point, he will not understand his small ideal for him.

He considers himself naive, unrealistic, and naive.

And their own pandaren friends, they think that they have been separated from real life, it is no longer practical.

Ideally, it always seduces young souls.

And yourself. . No longer young.

But ideals are always young, and they stubbornly resist fate.

It makes itself pale and numb, but still firmly believes that it will one day have the opportunity to achieve.

Maybe I can't succeed in my life, maybe I'm such an ordinary Mogu tribe in my life.

But always try it yourself. . .

Always try, even if it is just right?

Although I am no longer young, at least I am not old.

This is just a trivial and boring trivial matter about an ordinary Mogu people on the land of Pandaria.

A little thing about ideals, about beliefs.

A story about how ordinary people dare to step out of that first and most crucial step.

He may be abandoned by time and forgotten by history.

Perhaps countless big men and big events cover up these stories about the little men.

Perhaps the battle of Angela that is shocking the world is happening outside, maybe there is such an invincible Supreme Titan deity beating another ancient **** who is as high as the sky for Cao Fei.

But what does this have to do with Cao Fei?

Or is it not important that Cao Fei does not exist?

He has his own supreme enemy, his own difficult persistence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, and he is actually no different from that Titan.

But he is just a small person who is not important, a small person who has his great ideal.

But is he really not important?

At least Cao Fei couldn't believe that he was walking step by step on the vast land of Kunlai Mountain against the snow in the sky.

Youth is abandoned by time, it is the age of being a father.

I do n’t have the eternal life of a god, but I still want to reach the height of a **** or an emperor.

This doesn't conflict, does it?

Although his ideals left him far behind, did Cao Fei not insist on chasing?

Ideals always thank and open, giving Cao Fei countless hopes and surprises.

Pushing him into cruel real life again and again.

But Cao Fei knew that he was not numb flesh and blood, and he could continue to insist.

Then go on.

What about destiny?

Busy people can be seen everywhere on the earth.

Crowded and deserted time, ignored.

It's about being naive, some naive, and some insisting.

An ordinary Mogu clan named Cao Fei.

An ordinary boring story. \ 'No popup novel network ()

The copyright of all the novels included in this site is owned by the author! The plot content and book review are their personal behavior, and have nothing to do with the position of the non-pop-up novel network!

All novels and novel reviews on this novel station are uploaded and updated by netizens spontaneously! It only represents the personal behavior of the publisher, and has nothing to do with the stand of this novel! All authors are required to follow the national Internet information management regulations when publishing their works. We reject any pornographic novels and delete them once they are discovered!