C213 Phantom from the Heart

"F * ck, which mountain is this again?" Zheng Lei cursed as he opened his eyes and looked around. After a while, he said softly, "I've finally seen a mountain I've never seen before."

After saying that, he started walking up the mountain. The best way to find out where he was was to stand at the top of the mountain so that he could see into the distance. Only by looking into the distance would he be able to see where he was.

After walking for a distance, Zheng Lei turned around and looked at his surroundings. He discovered that this road wasn't that unfamiliar. However, he couldn't recall exactly where he had seen it before.

A few questions lingered in Zheng Lei's mind, like a swarm of flies, causing his head to buzz.

Which mountain have I been to? Walking on the road, Zheng Lei rummaged through his memory. In his memory, he had never gone out on a tour. Other than Hua Shan, the only other mountain he had ever been to was the southern mountain where his school was located.

He raised his head to look at the road before him and couldn't help but to quicken his pace. On the mountain road, besides Zheng Lei, there were no other two people. The feeling of him being the only person left made his heart feel more and more uncomfortable.

After walking for nearly an hour, Zheng Lei raised his head to look at the mountain road ahead. He was already halfway there and his speed was not slow. Even though he couldn't use spiritual energy here, his speed had not decreased at all.

Along the way, other than the birds and insects he couldn't hear, there was no other sound. Zheng Lei could only silently walk on his own footsteps.

Loneliness, a sense of loneliness rose from the bottom of his heart. He turned his head to look at the foot of the mountain. There was only a swirling cloud below him, and things were not as he had expected. He did not see anything beneath the mountain, only a swirling cloud of mist.

Do you want to continue going up? Zheng Lei asked himself as he looked up at the towering mountain in front of him.

He turned his head to look at his feet and saw that he had already traveled half the distance. He said to himself, "Since it's already here, I might as well go to the top and take a look. It doesn't matter if it recognizes this mountain or not."

Zheng Lei had no other purpose in his heart for the time being. He felt like there was something heavy in his heart that had been unintentionally thrown away. He felt a sense of relaxation.

For the rest of the journey, Zheng Lei didn't feel tired anymore. He strolled leisurely to the top of the mountain. Below the mountain, there was still a cloud of mist and he didn't have the feeling of looking at a small mountain.

The wind at the top of the mountain blew Zheng Lei's face away in a hurry. It did not take anything away, but it left Zheng Lei with an indifferent air.

Below his feet was a flat open area. Standing there, calm and lonely, Zheng Lei couldn't help but have a sudden impulse of his heart as he stood there practicing the Taichi Fist.

Ever since Zheng Lei learned Taiji Fist, he had been practicing it frequently, but he had never felt anything from this set of fist techniques. Old Man Liu always had a feeling of tranquility like water. He had never felt it from himself before.

However, this time, there was an obvious feeling in his heart. It was an indescribable feeling that he could only understand.

For an instant, Zheng Lei felt as though he had merged into this world, as though he was a part of this mountain. In that instant, he even felt the stability of this mountain, as though it had experienced countless vicissitudes of life.

After finishing his Taichi Fist, a smile appeared on his face. Although he was still worried about Hu Xiaoling, he was no longer as anxious as he was in the beginning. He had to do what he had to do, and try his best to do it well.

Although this mountain was only one of the mountains in the painting, it was not a small achievement for him. Walking all the way down the mountain, Zheng Lei turned his head to look at the mountain that he had already conquered. As he was preparing to continue walking forward, he suddenly remembered where he had seen this mountain before.

It turned out that on the way from his hometown to school, he would sit on the train and pass by this mountain a few times. On the way from his hometown to his school, he would sit on the train and pass by this mountain a few times.

"Even the mountains I've seen can appear here. Why is that?" Zheng Lei slowed down his pace as he slowly walked forward. His mind was spinning rapidly.

After walking for a while, Zheng Lei suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the mountain behind him. He smiled knowingly and nodded, "So that's how it is! It was truly a wondrous painting. It could actually change the surrounding environment according to a person's will. "I got it. This is still the same mountain. The mountain in the picture doesn't look like the Hua Shan or Nan Shan in my memories!"

With these words, the mountain in front of Zheng Lei began to change. The entire mountain rose and fell in front of Zheng Lei like a huge pile of dye, slowly flowing.

Who in this world has ever seen a mountain slowly change shape and flow? However, this was exactly what Zheng Lei was seeing right now. His heart was filled with shock, but he did not panic.

He knew that what he was seeing was nothing more than an illusion. If he did not want to see it, he could simply close his eyes. But he did not want to miss this rare opportunity.

This was not a chance to raise his cultivation level, nor was it related to his future prospects. However, this kind of visual impact was something that could not be felt anywhere else. Zheng Lei did not know if he would be able to encounter such a sight again after leaving this place, so he did not want to miss it.

The enormous mountain didn't change in the way it did, turning everything around Zheng Lei into a mess. It was still a mountain, but it was slowly changing.

The originally not very tall mountain slowly grew as it moved. From Zheng Lei's point of view, the mountain had already reached the clouds, but it didn't stop moving and continued to grow.

Zheng Lei looked meaningfully at the mountain that continued to grow taller and taller as he muttered, "Just how tall are you before you stop? Are you going to face the sky? You have the sky above your head, is there a need to do that? This kind of drama, when watched for a long time, would only cause one to be shocked, but after watching it for a long time, it will become boring! "

This mountain seemed to be able to understand Zheng Lei's words. Just as he finished speaking, the flowing mountains, and even some that weren't finished flowing, were still standing upright like a mountain peak. Afterwards, faint clouds and mist began to slowly rise, giving this mountain a very mysterious feeling.