Sword comes

Chapter 1036 Cultivation

Two figures floated quietly from the sea of ​​clouds to a mountain in the water area of ​​the Ximei River, a boy in green clothes with his hands behind his back, and a yellow hat, blue shoes and green bamboo stick.

Chen Lingjun was worried, and asked anxiously, "Xiaomo, Xiaomo, what do you say?"

It turned out that they were just at the Luopo Mountain, and they were fine. Everyone gathered together and listened to Brother Dafeng gossiping in the old chef's yard.

Xiaomo suddenly said that there was something wrong with the school, it seemed that the son's aura suddenly disappeared.

It stands to reason that this is absolutely impossible to happen. Although Chen Pingan is no different from ordinary people when he deliberately gathers his energy and fists there, but as a martial artist at the end, even in a state of deep sleep, it is like a mysterious state protected by a god. How could it be possible? Missing is missing, and on Luopo Mountain, it is very clear that the owner of the mountain is a teacher at the school, and usually he will not reveal his identity.

So Xiao Mo wanted to come here to have a look, and Chen Lingjun came here to see what happened.

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "It's okay, Daoist Lu accompanied you to visit the Dragon Palace ruins."

As soon as he heard that it was the head teacher Bai Yu Jinglu, Chen Lingjun was relieved, and at the same time, Chen Lingjun inevitably had one head and two big ones.

If possible, Chen Lingjun really didn't want to see that Lu Laosan who "had to find a doctor quickly to see if his brain is not sick" again.

In terms of loyalty to his master, Chen Lingjun thought that Xiaomo was the only one who could break arms with him.

So Chen Lingjun was relieved when Xiao Mo said it was fine, the reason is simple, Xiao Mo said it was a small matter, but for Chen Lingjun who has not yet reached the fifth level, it may not be a small matter, but Xiao Mo said it was fine .

Of course, Xiaomo is still a little shallow compared to his own qualifications. After all, it is not a year or two late to go up the mountain.

Seeing the young master and Daochang Lu returning to the country road from a distance, Xiaomo will quietly return to Luopo Mountain.It's a rare trip, Chen Lingjun didn't think about returning to Luopo Mountain so soon, and let Xiaomo go back first, anyway, he has his place here, forgive that Lu Chen, no matter how brave he is, he wouldn't dare to do anything wrong.

Xiaomo thought for a while, and then returned to Luopo Mountain by himself, just to let Chen Lingjun be careful and say hello to him if he had something to do.

Chen Lingjun will definitely not be happy to let others say such stupid words, so he has to break a few words carefully, be careful?Xiao Hanxin, in this Beiyue land, who would dare to provoke Uncle Chen, who is not so famous because of his cultivation of mind and character?When my Nascent Soul Realm cultivation is just a decoration?Don't take the Nascent Soul Immortal as a dish.It's just that Xiao Mo said it, and Chen Lingjun endured it.

On the mountain, Chen Lingjun seemed to be very busy every day, but in fact, no one knew what he was busy with, maybe the little boy in Tsing Yi himself didn't know either?

As soon as Xiao Mo left, Chen Lingjun swayed down the mountain with his sleeves off.

Because of the agreement with his master, Chen Lingjun didn't think about getting closer to the school or the ruins of the Dragon Palace. After descending the mountain, he just wandered all the way. There was a centuries-old plum tree nearby. Chen Lingjun saw a stranger with a servant boy following him with a piano and a donkey.

Visiting plum blossoms by the stream under the moon is so elegant.It's just that Chen Lingjun looked at his breathing, and it seemed that he was still a Qi practitioner, not just a simple literati, as for the level of his realm, he couldn't tell, so Chen Lingjun planned to take a detour.

The man who never thought of that scribe, turned his head and said with a smile: "It's a surprise, I never thought that I could meet a Taoist friend who refines Qi and cultivates longevity in such a remote village, dare to ask."

Chen Lingjun didn't turn around when he heard the words, but raised his hand, turned his back to the guy who took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and shook his palm, "If you're not familiar with him, don't try to get close. Let's go our separate ways."

The young man with the appearance of a boy carrying a piano bag and a book said in his heart: "Master, he is..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, he realized that the master had already cast his eyes on him, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the "young man" was so frightened that he fell silent, and he didn't even dare to continue speaking from his heart.

Who is he and do I need your introduction?

The Confucian scholar was short-tempered and furious. Among the monks on the top of the mountain, what were the seemingly hidden inner voices? !

An unknown thing, has the thousand-year practice in Qinggong Mountain been cultivated on dogs?

The "Confucian scholar" regretted bringing this proud disciple together to visit the senior on the mountain.

He is the No.1 on Liuxiazhou Mountain, Jinghao with the Taoist name "Qinggong Taibao".

Congratulations to Yu Xuan, who had successfully joined forces in Tianwai before, and when he met Wen Sheng, Jing Hao thought of coming here to have a look, it is better to resolve the enemy than tie it up, it is better sooner rather than later to make up for it.

The dignified ascension monk returned to Haoran from beyond the sky, and after arriving in Aquarius Island, Jinghao didn't dare to go straight to the Huaihuang county town, let alone go to Luopo Mountain to take the liberty of being a guest.

As for this talented disciple, Yupujing, who was supposed to be one of the candidates for the next suzerain, was recently in charge of secretly collecting information about the "Little Dragon King of Lost Mountain" on the side of the Dali Dynasty.Looking at it now, not only is it not good for you to do things, but you can't cultivate your mind, you are a waste that you can't help.

Jinghao thought for a while, seeking wealth and wealth, he still took a certain risk and asked his disciple to stay where he was, while he quickly chased up the boy in Tsing Yi.

For some reason, no matter how you look at it, this Chen Lingjun, whom Chen Xianjun calls his brother, is just a Nascent Soul Realm Shuijiao.

Chen Lingjun stopped and turned around. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was worried.

Damn, you can't just go out and get punched to death for no reason.

It's okay, as long as he can bear two punches, Xiaomo will definitely be able to come here.What's more, my master is nearby, and this is Wei Shanjun's territory. Chen Lingjun thought about it, but no matter how he looked at it, he had no reason to feel guilty. See what medicine is sold in that guy's gourd.

Jinghao clasped her fists and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I am a foreigner. I come from a place called Mount Funun. I am a small sect. Fellow Daoist may not have heard of it. This is the first time I have visited Dali Mountain and River. It is a pleasure to meet you." meeting."

Chen Lingjun clasped his fists and shook a few times, and said politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Jing Hao asked with a smile: "Fellow Taoist also went out to visit the scenery of the Ximei River? Or is he a... Sanxian who is not bound by the world and sects?"

Sanxian, after all, sounds much better than Shan Zeyexiu.

Mount Funun is a vassal enclave of Qinggong Mountain. In Liuxiazhou, it can be regarded as a second-rate sect with a little background. Outside of Liuxiazhou, it really has no reputation at all.

Seeing that when Chen Lingjun heard "Funjun Mountain", his face was indeed dazed, with no energy ripples, and it didn't seem like a fake.

Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "Funjun Mountain, the mountain in the south, I've heard that it is a treasure land of geomantic omen that produces talents."

In his family's Beiyue territory, Chen Ling can be said to be very familiar with all the sects on the mountain tops.As for the Immortal Mansion on the mountain to the south of Aquarius Continent, Chen Lingjun was not very interested.

No matter how sophisticated Jinghao is, she still doesn't know how to answer the conversation.

The "boy" who listened to the conversation under the plum tree by the bridge felt even more speechless. How can you open your eyes and talk nonsense?

Because Jing Hao is not sure of the other party's "true identity and realm", every time she speaks, she has to carefully choose her words and prepare her belly carefully.

As a result, we chatted and found that this boy in Tsing Yi, who only appeared in Yujiang and Luopo Mountain, was a real idler.

Jing Hao had no choice but to follow the other party's tone and words, and followed the watermelon rind to slide wherever she went, saying that she was also a scholar in the past, but she was depressed, so she stumbled into the mountain to practice cultivation by mistake, which is quite rare. Experience, so I want to come to the same state of mind as a Taoist friend, and now I am in a similar state of mind. People who cultivate the Tao, eat the clouds and drink the dew, should have a pure heart and few desires, and should not be moved by sensuality, honor or disgrace. The emperor under the mountain cannot win over and get close.If you go down the mountain and enter the world, you can frighten the nations and benefit the people, but if you can't take advantage of the way to come out of the world, you will be wandering in the world, your words will be useless, and you will be in an uncomfortable situation. , The world of mortals is rolling, it is difficult for the rich and noble in the world to give up their glory and wealth, but are the poor and humble still afraid of losing their poverty?Of course there is no such reason.

Chen Lingjun couldn't intervene, but just nodded.

The crepe crepe is not too sour, maybe I eat too much sauerkraut during the day.

Losing is not losing. After finally waiting for the opponent to catch his breath, Chen Lingjun nodded, "Fellow Daoist's words are still somewhat knowledgeable, but they are a bit vague and do not take into account the spirit of the mountains and the wild."

Jing Hao can already be sure that the guy next to him is really just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and...he must not have read many books.

While walking and chatting, about two miles away, Jinghao suddenly glanced sideways, hey, here comes a... dragon species with a slightly higher level?Hey, he's still a swordsman?

The moonlight leaks under the forest, and the ground is like snow, which makes the characters' images clear.

There was a young monk in a white robe standing in the forest, looking at Jinghao and Chen Lingjun from a distance.

Chen Lingjun realized it later, and turned to look at the stern-looking young man in white in the mountain.

Why did I see a guy who likes to go out and wear white clothes again, because last time a scholar of the nephew's generation came to Luobashan, there was a big white goose in front, and nephew Zheng in the back, so Chen Lingjun now treats people in white clothes like that. Fear from the bottom of my heart.

Fortunately, at this moment, Xiao Mo's warm voice came from Chen Lingjun's heart lake, "When he spoke the first sentence by the bridge, I rushed over. It can be roughly confirmed that this person's level is not low." , most of them are ascension monks from individual continents."

"But it's nothing. If this person has evil intentions, I will take him to Luoba Mountain as a guest for a few days."

"As for the sword cultivator who was born as a monster in the mountain, he walked out of the ruins of the Dragon Palace, and his realm and swordsmanship can be ignored."

Xiaomo, that's great.

Chen Lingjun straightened up all of a sudden, full of courage!

For Jinghao, besides the little boy in Qingyi, there is of course the bottomless mountain of desolation. Besides, this Qinggong Taibao really doesn't think there are a few existences in Aquarius Continent that can make him afraid, even if it is Wei Bo from Piyun Mountain was just like that.

So Jing Hao turned her head and did not turn around, and said with a smile: "No matter why you took a detour and chose to show up here and now, I don't care what you ask for? I just said that if you come to me and Chen Daoyou to get close, you can avoid it. Not all the way."

The old son and grandson of the dragon who had been trapped in the other courtyard of the Dragon Palace for a long time, for some reason, found that the dojo restriction had disappeared out of thin air. His face was full of tears, and then he noticed that there were more ant monks in his Dragon Palace. Thinking of the two unpredictable Qi practitioners before, he resisted the urge to make a move. One thing more is worse than one thing less. It is still a trivial matter for him to be a great way, so he plucked up his courage and secretly left the ruins. At the same time, he used the dual supernatural powers of palm viewing mountains and rivers and natal water method, and suddenly saw the Piyun mountain that he did not remember. On Luopo Mountain, I just sailed carefully and gave up the idea, only to find that there were three Qi practitioners under my nose, under the plum tree by the bridge, especially the Confucian scholar, whose realm was unfathomable.

The rest of the boy in Tsing Yi, and the "young man" carrying the zither and leading the donkey, are also of a state that should not be underestimated, one Yuanying and one jade.

Could it be that what those two people said earlier was not a lie? After 3000 years, if you just bump into a Qi trainer on the road, you will start as an earth immortal?

He had just managed to regain a bit of confidence in sword cultivators of the upper five realms from the group of ants cultivators in the Dragon Palace, and it disappeared in an instant.

He held back the discomfort in his heart, and he had to bow his head under the eaves, and he cupped his hands and said: "My surname is Bai, my name is Deng.

The name of the road is 'Jiang Jun'. "

Jinghao squinted her eyes and smiled approvingly: "A good daoist name, Jing is Caojun. Especially for a fellow Taoist who comes from such a background, the daoist name is Caojun, it is especially suitable."

A young Taoist priest who appeared suddenly, wearing a lotus crown, stood behind Chen Lingjun, folded his hands, and put his arms on the head of the little boy in Tsing Yi, and said in an exclamation tone: "Wow, this is not the top spot on Liuxiazhou Mountain. Great Immortal Master Jing Hao Jing, why did you come to Aquarius Continent, you are very leisurely and elegant."

Jinghao was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, stunned and speechless.

This Chen Lingjun, in addition to calling Chen Xianjun a brother, is also so familiar with Bai Yujinglu's head teacher? !

Chen Lingjun felt extremely wronged, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and spoke as soon as he spoke, spitting everywhere.

Then Lu Chen waved towards the top of the mountain, "Mr. Xiaomo."

Xiao Mo smiled and nodded, and came to Chen Lingjun and Lu Chen.

Jinghao was dumbfounded, she didn't notice the aura of Master Lu, so why is there an expert hiding so close? !

At this moment, Bai Deng only felt that he should go back to the dojo and stay there. The world outside is extremely dangerous.

Knowing that Xiao Mo is nearby, and seeing Xiao Mo standing beside him are two different things.

Chen Lingjun patted Lu Chen's hand and warned, "Well, hurry up!"

Lu Chen was indifferent, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I knew Mr. Xiaomo earlier, and we have a good relationship."

Xiaomo smiled and nodded lightly, acquiescing to Daoist Lu's statement, but at the same time, Xiaomo also signaled Chen Lingjun to relax with his eyes.

Chen Lingjun folded his arms around his chest, "I don't want to be as knowledgeable as you."

Lu Chen turned his head to look at the top of the mountain again, stretched his arms and waved vigorously, "It's Miss Xie, right? Over here, Mr. Xiaomo, you and Mr. Xiaomo are a match made in heaven. I will definitely drink your wedding wine next time."

On a tree on the top of the mountain, there was a girl wearing a sable hat standing on the branch, grinning, "It's still a matter of nothing."

The old scholar Lu Chenxue sighed, "Miss Xie, don't talk nonsense! It's obvious that the horoscope is one word."

The horoscope is just one stroke, unrequited love.

After all, Xie Gou suffered from the lack of reading, and never heard the puns of Teacher Lu. She smiled brightly, and thought that the words were beautiful. She nodded at Lu Chen, and then she shifted her gaze to look at Xiaomo. , and said softly, "I'll go back first, and I'll wait for you to have a supper together."

Old Mr. Zhu said, when you are outside, you have to show some face to your man, and when you get home and close the door, what should you do?

Lu Chen suppressed his smile, "Mr. Xiaomo, I'm so lucky."

Xiao Mo said helplessly, "It's okay."

Lu Chen patted the boy in Tsing Yi on the head, and jokingly said, "Uncle Chen, do you recognize this Jinghao, Qinggong Taibao?"

Chen Lingjun still folded his arms around his chest, thinking that I was a fool? Of course such a famous old fairy on the top of the mountain would recognize him, but it was not the kind of recognition that I recognized him and he didn't recognize me.

Bai Xuan, who drank wolfberry tea every day at a young age, compiled a book of heroes, and Chen Lingjun was not idle, and secretly wrote a booklet that he named "Passerby Collection".

After making a list of those people on the top of the mountain who can pass by each other and never get to know each other, Chen Lingjun finally sorted out such a secret book for walking in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Among them are the Qinggong Taibao, Jing Hao, and Jing Laoxian of Liuxiazhou. According to some mountain rumors recorded in Shanshuidibao, they know a lot of magic techniques, and they can handle both black and white.

I never thought that this guy who pretended to be a scholar turned out to be that far away and unattainable Jing Hao. It seems that the encounter tonight was indeed a chance encounter.

Chen Lingjun was relieved, and had a lot of talk with the old god Jing. He barely got acquainted with each other. If he travels to Liuxiazhou in the future, why don't he get an extra amulet?

At least the Qinggongshan monks, for the sake of this incense, have to sell themselves a little bit, right?You can't imitate the style of that cultivator in Leishen's house in Luzhou, Beiju.Forget it, even if you meet a Qi trainer from Qinggong Mountain on the way, you should pretend that you don't know each other. It's best not to meet each other.Otherwise, when things get up, it is estimated that the other party will think that he is bragging and not drafting, but it will easily cause side issues.

I don't know what Jinghao is thinking at this moment, anyway, the "young man" Yupujing standing under the plum blossom tree is completely dumbfounded.

That young Taoist priest, wearing a lotus crown on his head, was full of casualness and disdain for his master in his words?

In this palm-sized square inch, how come so many heavenly figures suddenly appear?Bai Yujinglu's head teacher?Who is Mr. Xiaomo?Who is Ms. Mink Hat Xie?

Lu Chen gloated and said, "Uncle Chen, if you pass by Liuxia Island in the future, you must not make a special trip to Qinggong Mountain. On the wine table, can you chat with Old Immortal Jing?"

Chen Lingjun smiled far-fetchedly and said, "Definitely."

Jinghao was even more upset with a bucket of water in her heart, becoming more and more surprised and uncertain, and said subconsciously: "It must."

Both parties were embarrassed, and both could see the embarrassment in the other's tone and expression.

And the point is that they don't know what the hell the other is embarrassing about.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's like old friends at first sight, that's called old friends at first sight."

Ximei River Water Mansion, there is an urgent military report to the Lord of the River God. He had a good drink of Gao Niang in the village school, so he hurried to the river to find out.

Good guy, sure enough there is another empty wine jug floating on the water.The officials of the Shui government and a large group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had experienced the power of this kind of heavy treasure before had learned their wisdom this time and did not touch the jug.

It's just that when the river god master carefully picked it up and shook it a few times, Gao Nian was confused, it seemed different from the previous jug, and there was no mystery.

The gang of officials and subordinates of the Water Mansion, regardless of these, all raised their arms and shouted, the master of the water god, won the treasure twice in one day, isn't this a miracle or what? !

Gao Niang remained calm, put the wine jug into his sleeve, raised his hand lightly, and pressed a few times, signaling to the fierce generals under the command of the Shuifu to calm down and keep a low profile.

On the other side of the Sword Worshiping Platform on Luopo Mountain, the white-haired boy who had been sleeping for a long night was looking for friendship with Leader Guo.

As the first score editor of Luobo Mountain, the white-haired boy is now full of fighting spirit, thinking that if he can join hands with Xie Gou, and then has League Leader Guo, he will be able to establish his own sect in Luobo Mountain, and he is very happy.

The girl and the white-haired boy were sitting on a branch, each shaking their legs and wobbling around. Before coming here, they did not treat themselves badly. The two of them worked together to make two casserole cross-bridge rice noodles in the kitchen.

Guo Zhujiu was hiccupping and was teaching the white-haired boy his unique world experience.

On the branches on both sides, beside them were two empty small casserole pots.The taste is really mediocre, not the ingredients, but their cooking skills, anyway, don't blame anyone.

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, don't panic when encountering things."

The white-haired boy nodded vigorously while secretly rolling his eyes.

As a result, Guo Zhujiu's words were very appealing to the white-haired boy, "Hurry up and run."

The white-haired boy's eyes lit up, he applauded vigorously, cheered loudly, and continued to encourage Guo Zhujiu to join in the grand event, "Mr. Guo, you know that I am good in every way, and only one thing is the most outstanding. , that is, never flattering people, I really hit it off with Leader Guo, it's a pity that you don't become our leader."

Guo Zhujiu asked suspiciously: "Do you have any personal grievances with Senior Sister Pei?"

The white-haired boy shook his head and said, "There is absolutely no conscience!"

Guo Zhujiu was silent for a moment, and asked: "You pretend to be happy every day, will you be really happy one day?"

The white-haired boy looked sad and twitched the corners of his mouth.

There are many divergent roads in life from north to south, and things are like spring dreams without trace.Back then, searching for a prince from thousands of miles away was useless as a scholar.

The white-haired boy clasped the back of his head with both hands, feeling melancholy, really melancholy.

Guo Zhujiu stretched out his hand to hold the white-haired boy's head, pressed it, and nodded his head, "What do you think, it must be possible."

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In Luopo Mountain, in a small house, many people gathered here late at night, and everyone looked very relaxed.

Chief Zhou Fei's private house on the mountain is so luxurious and luxurious, with white jade paving the ground and a fairy air, it's hard to wait for people to step over the threshold, and dare not set foot in the courtyard.

But here, the courtyard in front of the steps is just a piece of flat and compacted yellow mud.

In the early years, there was a female cultivator who was as famous as Jiang Shangzhen in Tongyezhou. She once came here as a guest, and she had a special liking for this courtyard.

Jiang Shangzhen thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out, that Huang Ting was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, he was very proud.

Zhu Lian didn't hide it, but said that he just gave her a manuscript copy of Taoist scriptures, and Miss Huang just sat here and read the book for a while.

This is the old cook's way of hospitality, nothing more.

At that time, Chief Zhou stood under the eaves, looking at the courtyard outside the steps, and quickly figured out the joints, and was greatly impressed.

A Taoist scripture, a rattan chair, Huang Ting faces Huang Ting, looks at Huang Ting under the moon.

A lot of people gathered here to chat tonight, but they mainly listened to Zheng Dafeng's anecdotes about Wucai Tianxia.

Zheng Dafeng's witty words are like a kind of talent, and the things that pass through his mouth can always attract people's jokes and make the listeners smile knowingly.

With the support of the old cook, the same thing is even more interesting.

Among the audience just now, the men include Taoist Xianwei, Chen Lingjun, and Wufu Zhongqian.The women include Xie Gou, Pei Xiang, the leader of the Fox Kingdom, and Gao Jun, the contemporary leader of the Hushan School.

Previously, Chen Pingan took the initiative to visit the Hushan School and took her away from the blessed land of lotus root. Gao Jun originally planned to return to his hometown soon, so at first he just went to Piyun Mountain with Wei Shanjun. She wanted to know more about this magnificent world After seeing the local conditions and customs, and then discovering that there are two things here, Jinghuashuiyue and Shanshuidibao, she is even more reluctant to leave Luoluo Mountain, which makes the scheduled itinerary postponed again and again.

It's just that Zheng Dafeng has left now, and he went down the mountain with Xianwei.

Xiaomo took Chen Lingjun out to the boundary of Ximeihe, and then Xie Gou also sneaked over, but asked Mr. Zhu to prepare a supper for her and Xiaomo to come back to eat, so there was no need to worry about cooking.

Zhu Lian smiled and agreed, since she had nothing to do, and Pei Xiang was taking the lead, Zhu Lian lay on the rattan chair, and casually said something to relieve her boredom.

"Cultivation has never been just a matter on the mountain, it has always been a matter around you and me."

"Between a man and a woman, being a husband and wife is fate. It is nothing more than a bad fate and a good fate. The first-class evil fate, in this life, in this life, tortures each other, entangles endlessly and does not separate. It will end with resentment for a long time, and it will continue until now. In the next life, if you have a moderate fate, both parties will get along with each other, always dissatisfied, and feel that you owe each other, so poor and rich, no matter whether you have money or not, life will always be unhappy. If you have a slightly lesser fate, you will break up on the way. There is not much resentment between the two parties, the relationship is shallow and the relationship is exhausted."

"Only good karma can achieve mutual success and grow old together. Then the so-called practice is nothing more than comparing hearts to hearts, turning bad karma into good karma, and continuing the good karma in this life into the good karma in the next life. Then no matter what status you meet in the next life, you will be happy." If you see an old friend, you will feel joy in your heart. Therefore, between husband and wife, if you want to live a happy life together, it is a bad relationship at first, then it is easier to get rid of the bad relationship and form a good relationship. This is a good relationship. It’s nothing more than a continuation of good fortune.”

Pei Xiang smiles sweetly

Said: "But in the world, there is not only love between men and women and the relationship between husband and wife?"

Zhu Lian folded his hands on his abdomen, patted the back of his left hand lightly with his right hand, and said slowly: "There is a debt between parents and children. Children come to this world to collect debts from their parents, or to pay off debts."

"If your children come here to collect debts, then as parents, you must pay off the debts as soon as possible. The sooner the better. So you will find that in this world, some elders are obviously loyal and wealthy families, but there will be an unreasonable situation." Prodigal son. If children come here to pay off debts in this life, as parents, they should also cherish it and not squander it."

"So you will also see some sects. No matter how mean the parents are and how selfish they are, as children, no matter how hard life is, no matter how wronged they are, they are still willing to perform filial piety."

"Of course there are some children who can make an originally poor family happy. This is their debt."

"Do you think that there are many couples who have children in the world, do they really know how to be parents? In fact, they didn't know how to be parents at the beginning. Since it is the first time in this life, being a father and mother, or they have not done it well. Prepare, or don’t know what to do at all, always a little confused, so we stay at home early in our own homes, and we have the joys and sorrows that we can cry and laugh about.”

Zhong Qian, a martial artist sitting alone on a bench, said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhu, what should we do then?"

The truth must have a foothold, otherwise knowing a basket of big truths is of no use except walking on the back and being burdened.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Don't be so desperate to save face and suffer. Be patient with others and yourself, be close to those around you, dare to admit your mistakes, and be willing to say sorry."

"Especially good people who have no intention of harming others and are full of kindness towards the world, they must pay special attention to their own character, must control their emotions well, and don't give people, especially those close to them, the impression of being erratic and moody, otherwise it is reasonable. It doesn't make sense, it's too much of a loss in the end."

"There is a saying that describes a person's anger for no reason. It is called the nameless fire. The name of the name can actually be described as the fire of ignorance, the bright light. If you think about all the grievances of a person, they are accumulated bit by bit. It will add up, and it’s just trivial things that turn into emotions that are hard to know, thinking that it doesn’t matter, how can it be, then paper can’t cover fire. This kind of self-awareness is probably called Ignorance."

"When we think too much and do too little. How can we gain as much as we sow."

"But if you do too much and think too little. How can you protect your kindness?"

"We humans, when we live our lives, we can't always feel that we have worked hard."

"But don't be afraid. Under the same roof, all the anger that vents has warmth. Just let others know, don't hold it in your heart, and of course, don't burn other people's hearts, so in addition to letting the other party know yourself What do you think, and at the same time, you must know what the other party thinks, regardless of whether the two parties are right or wrong, whether they have reason or not."

"There is a little trick here, that is, don't discuss things with people who are close to you other than your children. Of course, there must be no reason for children, tutoring, and rules. Certain things should be like this, children It is best to be able to understand, and if you can’t understand, just do it. For example, when you go out, you have to say hello to your elders. If you are not happy, or your parents are not happy, as a parent, you can’t admit your mistakes on your behalf.”

Gao Jun finally couldn't bear to ask, "Mr. Zhu, I have a question. Isn't 'discussing the matter as it stands' is an undoubted compliment in the mountains and the mountains?"

"So it's a trick. If everyone knows it, there's nothing to talk about."

Zhu Lian laughed, and the old man said softly in a gentle tone that seemed to be unique to him: "When something requires us to question or deny the family members around us, it must be with emotion, and it is inevitable that we will say something. A heavy sentence, is it useful? It may be useful, but it is more likely to make things worse, arguing and arguing, talking to yourself, and in the end, it is no longer the matter itself. Yes, find all kinds of reasons, or use a certain right to deny the other party's right, in this way, can we really 'discuss the matter as it stands'?"

"Men like to reason, and women pay attention to feelings. If a man still can't figure it out, those strange emotions that seem to be inexplicable, unreasonable, and unreasonable on the woman's side are a truth in themselves, then it is difficult to understand his own truth. myself."

"Not to mention that reasoning is only for the sake of winning or losing. If there is a winner or loser, the two parties will naturally feel that the other party is a person who cannot communicate with each other after being together for such a long time. There is no escape, no escape for the husband and wife who share the same bed. Avoid, probably in the end there will only be two or two silent, each wronged."

"All the misunderstandings we have about others and the world may come from three words, 'I think'."

Gao Jun thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The girl in the sable hat who returned to Luopo Mountain was very excited when she heard it, she sat down on the bamboo chair, gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed loudly: "Mr. Zhu, you are so enlightened!"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Men should think more."

Xie Gou nodded vigorously. Mr. Zhu said everything well. This sentence and this principle are the best.

If Xie Gou gradually changed his opinion and began to feel that Luopi Mountain is a good place from the bottom of his heart, then the old cook beside him, Zhu Lian, should take half of the credit!

Zhu Lian continued: "Everyone is a slacker, lazy by nature, so I always feel that a certain truth in the book, or a sentence heard from others, all those things that make people feel relaxed Reasons, it is difficult to make our lives better, good reasons, on the contrary, it makes us feel uncomfortable when we first hear it, and it is even more uncomfortable to do it.”

"So, if Miss Xie, after listening to so many babbles from me tonight, in the end, she just thinks this sentence is pleasant and reasonable, and listens to it, and then remembers this and forgets the rest, it's better not to listen, not to hear a single word."

Xie Gou smiled awkwardly.

Mr. Zhu is indeed a profound Taoist,

Xiao Mo, who had just returned to the courtyard, smiled knowingly.

Zhu Lian said bluntly, "Xiao Mo, what are you laughing at, you idiot?"

Mr. Xiaomo and Ms. Xie are both in favor of each other, and a bowl of water is flat.

Only then did Xiao Mo restrain his smile, and couldn't help laughing again.

Xie Gou blinked, hey, I can't bear it, Xiaomo is so gentle today, he seems a little more handsome than yesterday.

Zhu Lian looked at the sky and was silent for a moment.

A seemingly simple truth, how many truths do you need to support it?

It seems that there are too many things, just an addition with only one definite number, so if any one of them is missing, the answer must be wrong.

After regaining consciousness, Zhu Lian said with a smile: "Let's not talk about things outside the mountain. On our Luopo Mountain, just a little bit, try not to let anyone suffer wronged. Of course it's hard to do it, so let's try to make everyone feel less wronged."

Some of the grievances that I don’t want to talk to others come from the lack of response from people around me. The voices of various expectations, longings, and wishes resound in my heart like a drum, resounding through my world.But outside the heart is dumb, always silent, it is like a person shouting hoarse, but no one around can hear him, this person will become less and less fond of talking, and keep silent until he becomes a dumb person.

Zhu Lian said softly: "Don't care about whether it's right or wrong, right or wrong, you must be willing to tell others what you think, why you say a certain sentence, why you do a certain thing, and tell the other party straightforwardly, I am so I thought, what do you think?"

In fact, in this matter, in Luopo Mountain, the person who did the best job was Chen Lingjun, and maybe the mountain owner Chen Pingan was next.

For example, if Chen Lingjun encounters aggrieved things, he must be extremely aggrieved at the first moment, just thinking why his master is not around, as long as Chen Pingan returns home one day, he must complain!Another example is walking on the Luzhou side of Beiju. At the critical moment when Dadu enters the sea, Chen Lingjun also thought it would be a big deal to go back to Luopo Mountain, and was scolded by Chen Pingan. After being scolded, what should he do? Being driven down the mountain, uncle, I am still a hero.

Luoba Mountain has the scene it is today.

Outsiders think that Chen Ping'an likes to be a shopkeeper too much, and now that he has such a big family business, he is out of luck.

Even some external monks who are relatively familiar with Luopo Mountain feel that Zhu Lian, a person who can't move his nest, is doing something.

This is the insider looking at the doorway, and the layman watching the excitement.

Chen Pingan once sent a letter from his family back to Luopo Mountain and entrusted Wei Bo to deliver it.

On the envelope, there is a line of content written in teeny lowercase letters, "Warm tree kisses, Pei Qian reads the letter, Mi Li puts the envelope away".

After they received the letter back then, at the bamboo building, three little heads touched each other, and little Heitan read the contents of the letter three times over and over again.

Zhu Lian stood up, rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "I'm going to make supper, Xiao Mo will help me."

Xiao Mo got up with a smile, and helped Mr. Zhu in the kitchen, already familiar with the way.

Everyone had supper together at the same table. Pei Xiang and Gao Jun, who had never touched the spring water with their fingers, helped clean up the dishes and returned to their residences.

After the excitement, Zhu Lian was alone, lying back on the rattan chair, seemingly talking to himself, "Lu Chen, do you think so?"

On the other side of the wall, sat Lu Chen who didn't know when he came here, and said with a smile: "There is a small problem, there is some truth, even reasonable people can't do it by themselves."

"Even so, aren't those principles bad?"

"If you say that, it seems to make sense."

Zhu Lian turned his head and yelled at the ground, "On the branch of the Qiyuan Road tree, there is a flower thief and jade waist slave!"

Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, "That's weird, why scold yourself."

Lu Chen jumped and landed on the ground in the courtyard, walked straight to the rattan chair, and lay on it imitating Zhu Lian's posture, and said lazily, "We've been apart for so many years, how about a few words?"

Zhu Lian sat on the steps, put his hands into his sleeves, and said calmly, "What do you want to talk about?"

Lu Chen smiled and closed his eyes.

Zhu Lian looked up.

In an instant, in the darkness of night, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of dreams of sentient beings in the world, like lanterns clustered densely, colorful and rising slowly.

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Under the eaves of the village school, the old scholar was lying comfortably on the rattan chair, while Chen Pingan sat on the bamboo chair beside him, shaking his cattail fan gently.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji sat on the other side.

The old scholar smiled and asked: "Ning Ji, I told you a lot earlier, did you understand?"

Ning Ji shook his head and said blushingly, "Master Patriarch, I hardly understand."

The old scholar laughed and said, "It's all right, let your husband explain it to you in plain language."

Chen Ping smiled and explained it to Ning Ji in some simple and easy-to-understand words.

Ning Ji kept the two versions in mind. Occasionally, if he still couldn't understand something, he would ask his husband, and Chen Pingan would explain it in another way.

As the old man listened, he fell asleep again, snoring lightly.

Zhao Shuxia and Ning Ji walked lightly, and went to the kitchen to lay the floor.

Only Chen Pingan still sat where he was, silently accompanying his husband.

In the open space outside the school, there are faint traces of Mongolian children dancing square grids.

Probably childhood, is a carefree jumping box, the inside of the box is one's own home, and the outside of the box is the world outside.