The breeze blew, Nangong Xun coughed a few times, and then said: "I sometimes think that your Xuanbing Dao is not wrong, because if a person is the same as Bing Tuozi, then is this still a human?"

"No, there is no right or wrong way, it only depends on whether it is suitable or not, as far as it stands, the way of Xuan Bing is quite suitable for me. ”

"Yes, I won't tell you this, what did you just say about Yue'er?"

"Yes, I always feel sorry for you two and grandfather, it would be great to make some amends, so I feel better. ”

Nangong Xun got up, "Forget it, it's good to have that heart, I don't ask you for anything, Yue'er has her own Xiaomo to snatch it back." ”

He walked out of the pavilion, turned around and said, "Oh yes, my apprentice doesn't seem to want to see you, so I won't leave you to eat later, Mr. has gone up the mountain, you can go and have a look, it is estimated that it is now on the western slope." ”

After saying that, he left on his own.

Nangong Zhan stopped him again, "Wait, that prophecy thing...... Can you tell me about it? After all these years, you're still hiding it from everyone?"

Although Nangong Xun stopped, he didn't look back, but just said something very casually.

"All I can say is what I told you back then, unless ...... That person and the double pupil appeared at the same time. ”

He didn't look back, and it was useless for Nangong Zhan to call him again.

He walked into the room, and a word came.

"Boy, if the vegetables are paste, you can go to the garden and get some more. ”

The other voice was extremely impatient.

"I know, it was planted by the master, I know it in my heart. ”

......

Nangong Zhan no longer paid attention to the bickering and laughter in the house, looked at the direction of the villa, and recalled what Nangong Xun said back then.

"It's raining in mid-autumn, what Chenghuangzi is talking about now is a heavy pupil, not my son, Lao Tzu's personal experience will lie to you?"

He remembered that he was a disbeliever.

"What do you have to prove that what you say is right?"

"Lao Tzu's illness is proof that you, as the head of the family, should know what our Nangong family did a thousand years ago. ”

Shaking his head, he no longer thought about these messy things, he laughed at himself: "Heh, tomb keeper, sword collector? I don't even know where the tomb is, where the hidden sword is, Lao Tzu is a fart master?"

He got up, and then took a step...... Yes, it was a step, I came to the gate of the courtyard, and slowly went out again, and the courtyard door closed gently.

It's almost time.

He glanced at the cabbages that had been spoiled by Nangong Tong, and some of them had already been cooked, no wonder that kid was so excited.

A gust of wind blew, and he left, drifting up the back mountain, where the cool breeze was blowing.

The cabbage seemed to like this cold man, and they all came to life, like emerald, as before they were not ruined.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, the old man wiped away his tears, got up, patted the dust off his body, and when he was upright, all the dirt on his body fell off, he looked at Xipo, and suddenly grinned, like a child......

Hold hands, bow once, bow again, bow three times!

He straightened up again and headed down the mountain.

On the way, he met a cold man, he stopped, looked at it, and felt a little familiar.

The man also saw him, hurriedly walked over, held his hand and saluted, and said respectfully: "Nangong Zhan, the head of the Nangong family, has seen the old gentleman, and learned that the old gentleman wants to accept my Nangong Villa as a scholar, and I have come to see him." ”

There was a chill in this person's voice, everywhere, all the time, giving people a very cold feeling, as if this person had no feelings.

"Are you the kid who went north more than twenty years ago?" said the old man tentatively, pointing at him.

"Yes, more than 20 years ago, the younger generation went to the book pavilion to visit your old man, and he was a scholar with you for three days at that time. Nangong Zhan said unhurriedly.

The old man smiled slightly, and then walked down the mountain, Nangong Zhan let go of the day, reached out to help, and was waved and refused by the old man.

So, Nangong Zhan followed behind.

The old man did not speak, and neither did he.

As he walked, the old man suddenly spoke, "Child, what do you say?"

"Dao?" Nangong Zhan paused for a moment, and then said, "The way for cultivators to become stronger." ”

"Quite right, not true. ”

"Why did you say that, sir?"

The old man smiled, stroked his beard, and said as he walked: "The Tao is indeed a way for cultivators to become stronger, but have you ever thought that it is also a method, a method that is close to the end. ”

As he spoke, the old man stopped, pointed to the path under his feet, and said, "If you compare the mountain down to the starting point of cultivation, then cultivation is mountaineering, and there are many ways up the mountain, and there are many 'paths', right?"

He also stopped, listened carefully to the old man's words, and after thinking about it carefully, he said, "What Mr. said is, then I don't know what Mr. and the juniors are trying to teach the juniors when they say this?"

"Where? How dare you teach a cultivator like you, who is old and old with no cultivation at all?" the old man waved his hand, "It's just to talk about some of my thoughts on your cultivation after living for so many years." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Zhan saluted again with his hand and said, "Please also ask Mr. to give me advice." ”

"All we have to do is get to the top of the mountain, and if we bring a little dirt on the way, won't it be worth the loss?"

Nangong Zhan shook his head, "I don't understand." ”

The old man turned away and laughed, "Well said, the old man doesn't understand." ”

When the old man was gone, he was left alone and where he was, savoring the old man's words......

He looked at the mountain, then at the road under his feet, and fell into deep thought.

Cultivation is like mountaineering, mountaineering is cultivation, mountaineering is enlightenment and cultivation, so ...... The road is the way. And then what?

He couldn't understand it for a long time.

When the old man came to the ravine, Yiyang warmly invited the old man into the house for dinner, and invited the coachman to come over, deliberately leaving aside the horse that despised him.

He also tied his horse to a big rock on the hillside, and said

"The grass is fertile here, I really don't want to starve you, hehe!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away, and the horse behind him ate a mouthful of grass, and spit it out with extreme disgust, as if he had eaten something unpalatable, and then spat at Yiyang's back, despised!

However, Yi Yangli ignored it, humming a ballad, not to mention how sassy it was!

When eating, Nangong Tong was still blindfolded with a black blindfold, and when the old man saw it, he glanced at Nangong Xun, and then said slowly: "Child, you take off the blindfold, I know about you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the bowl held by Nangong Tong fell directly to the ground, and the sound of "pop~" shattered, thinking of what happened to Yue'er back then, he was unconsciously afraid, uneasy, and afraid!

Yiyang was also stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, thinking that this should also be, Xiaomo was going to worship under the old man's door as a scholar, and first ask for an identity to cover up Sisi's method that has not yet arrived. Since the old man came, he must have agreed, so Nangong Xun must have told him about Xiaomo.

Thinking of this, Yiyang calmed down.

Nangong Tong's body suddenly couldn't move, and he didn't know why, until a wide palm suddenly caressed his head......

A faint but neutral voice sounded, "It's okay, Mr. is the same person as my father and senior brother, and so is Brother Wang Zhi." ”

Then the old man said gently: "Everything is the best arrangement, you don't have to be afraid, God will not affect anyone's destiny, so treat everyone equally, you always have a brilliant place, and there is always a side that the world envies." ”

Nangong Tong slowly took off the blindfold, and then looked at the old man with some uneasiness......

At this time, a very immature voice sounded indistinctly and intermittently, with grievances and crying.

"Woo~ There are worms in the cabbage that my brother picked up!"

Shuang'er lay on the table, didn't care about the affairs of the adults at all, only cared about eating, but ate the "meat" from the cabbage soup, and immediately froze, opened her mouth, and the rice in her mouth spilled on the table little by little, and there was a green dead worm, which could not die anymore.

Then everyone laughed......

The sky was a little dark in the evening and the wind was a little cold.

Nangong Zhan was still stunned there, muttering to himself, what the ghost was talking about?

Thoughts flashed through my mind, came back, flashed back, and finally ...... There was a thought that lingered.

Before the mountain, I was me, and if I had dirt on me when I reached the top of the mountain, then I was not me, and because of the mud on my body, I had no intention of anything else, I didn't get anything, I just went up the mountain and became a different person.

So, if I don't have a hint of dirt, I'm in a good mood to enjoy the scenery along the way, and that's great.

Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and only by cultivating the mind can we attain the Tao.

Therefore, even if you practice the cold Xuanbing Dao, you can't change yourself because of this...... Just master the power of Xuan Bing, and don't worry about anything else!

Gradually, as it got dark, his mind cleared, and his body and mind relaxed like never before.

The wind is blowing......

Every inch of skin was swept by the breeze, it felt so clear, and the heavens and the earth were also clear, at this time, the night was still dark, but nothing could stop him from perceiving the faint light.

He opened his eyes, clear, brighter than ever.

On this day, Nangong Zhan, the head of the Nangong family, pondered in the hidden sword mountain behind the villa and entered the Xuan Realm, truly entered the Tao, began to practice, and cultivated his mind!

The old man was eating, Mo Mingqi smiled wonderfully, I don't know if this ordinary home-cooked meal is very delicious, or the style outside the house is cool......

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