Ling Yun remembered the March period of the Crane Immortals, who had been worried and pressed in his heart before, but now that he had died once, he knew that there were too many things in the world that could kill him, and the Crane Immortals were just one of them, so what was there to fear, this old Taoist in front of him was not necessarily inferior to the Crane Immortals.

"Dao Chief, that strange man said before that he would come to take my life in three months, originally Dao Chang had already saved my life, and I shouldn't trouble your old man anymore, but now that my martial arts are low, I still want to ask for advice on how to defeat him. "Ling Yun saw the hope of life, so he naturally had to hold on to it.

But he was not a person who prostituted in vain, and immediately added: "Don't worry, as long as you can save my life, you are willing to give ninety percent of the aura in your body to the Dao Chief." "Leaving one percent can crush the world, enough to ensure that your life will not be destroyed by others at will.

"If I need aura, why don't I take advantage of your serious injury and take away ten percent of your aura? Even if you take all your aura now, can you stop it?" asked Lao Dao with a smile on his beard.

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood in his heart that he was now like a fish under a knife, and he only had the share of being slaughtered by others, but instead used the aura as a bargaining chip for trading, which was already in someone else's pocket, and the reason why others didn't take it meant that he was not interested at all.

Lao Dao saved himself, by no means fancy his aura or anything else, because in his eyes, these are not worth mentioning, just simple good deeds, he can't help but blush, ashamed of his narrow villain and gentleman's henchman.

"Dao Chief, I misunderstood, I'm really ashamed!" Ling Yun said with a look of shame.

"I don't blame you, people in the world originally asked for something, even if I saved you, it can't be said that there is nothing to ask for. At that time, I saw that you were fighting against Jiaolong in order to save the people around you, but you were also a man, so I saved you, just hoping that you will accumulate more virtue and do good deeds in the future, do chivalrous and righteous, and don't do bad things, which is exactly what I wanted. Lao Dao said calmly, his words were as clear and sincere as the moon and the sky, which made people feel the slightest hypocrisy, because his nature was like this, whether it was the outside world or here, this has always been what his nature pursued.

There are two kinds of good people in the world, one has a heart but no ability, and the other has a heart and ability, both of them want to practice chivalry, but the latter can often do better.

The first type often becomes a pedantic good old man, who has no time to take care of others, and the old way is obviously the latter.

When Ling Yun first came to this world, he saw the dirty streets and all kinds of backward lives, all of which were far from being comparable to the outside world, and the most common thing between the two worlds was that human nature was the same ugliness.

Whether it is a domineering official, a rough and vicious thug, a corrupt county official, or a greedy profiteer, the two worlds spanning tens of thousands of years and hundreds of millions of light-years apart have actually done the same, and all those who have money and power have tried every means to consolidate their position, and even suppressed the lower classes cruelly at all costs.

And good people are already an extinct word, and the only thing that can be done is to do all evil.

Don't do evil, this is also Lingyun's creed, when he raises his hands, when he is full of righteous indignation, he will also do some good deeds, but he will never take the initiative to pursue chivalry.

Even if Lao Dao saved his life and hoped that he could rely on his own strength to do more good and not do bad things, Ling Yun knew that he could only do the latter, and as for the former, he could only do good with righteous indignation.

There are too many injustices in the world, they can't be eradicated, they can't be finished, they are not judges, they can't judge all good and evil, let alone punish all the wicked, they can only see it with their own eyes and act when they are indignant.

But Ling Yun didn't want to brush off the kindness of the old way, nodded and said: "Of course, don't do evil, do good deeds, I can only do my best, the world is too complicated, Hugh said that with the power of one person, even God can't create a perfect world, so I can only say do my best." ”

"The hardest thing in the world is to do your best, because human power is infinite. Lao Dao smiled, "I hope you can keep your promise." As for the March period you are talking about, I think I will also do my best to break the contract that the Grim Reaper has signed with you. ”

Ling Yun didn't understand the meaning of his words, but Lao Dao had already gotten up, flicked his sleeves, and the breeze passed through his face.

Lao Dao laughed, stepping on the frozen water surface on the river, a burst of white mist floated, and in a blink of an eye, Lao Dao had disappeared in the distance Tianshui line.

Ling Yun obeyed the instructions of the old Tao and has been lying on the boulder, the world is almost static in this extremely fast movement of aura, Ling Yun can only calculate the time according to sleep, every time he sleeps, he will mark a day.

Even the river was still in front of him, his legs were gradually healing, and the pain was gradually alleviated, but the world was too boring, Ling Yun was almost depressed, and there was not even a sound in his ears.

This kind of clear realm is originally a rare cultivation realm, there will be no sound or things to disturb it, and people can enter an extremely quiet realm, and the body and soul are completely melted into one place.

All thoughts can be gathered on cultivation.

However, Ling Yun has no interest in cultivating into an immortal at all, this world is the realm where he really feels like an immortal, here, all mortals are like ants to him, the gap is huge, he can have wealth and beauty almost as he wants, as long as there is no master like the crane immortal to disturb, this world, he is a god.

The so-called cultivation of immortals, how can they step into the fairyland, become a small follower of the fairy world, follow the immortal emperor and immortal monarch, and can only do some lowly work of serving tea and water, even if it is serving fairy tea, mentioning peach, and there are fairies around him, but they can't touch it, and they are bound by heavenly rules and regulations, what is the difference between that and being a slave in the mortal world? Even if he can live forever and live the same life in heaven and earth, he is not happy.

Ling Yun understands far better than those immortal cultivators that all the enjoyment of the world is based on other people's heads, and the fairy world is probably the same, in case one day he can be the immortal emperor, hugging the queen mother, the fairy beats her feet, and Chang'e comes to dance, that kind of fairy life is happy.

My mind was full of strange thoughts, cranky thoughts, sleep after sleep, and I didn't even have a single thought of cultivating, so I spent fourteen sleep times like this.

Ling Yun estimated that it had been half a month, and his legs were completely painless, although he couldn't move freely, but after trying it, he basically stood up and walked a few steps without any problem.

Get some more sleep and you'll be able to recover.

Thinking of Lao Dao's sentence "do his best", Ling Yun felt that he seemed to mean something, did he mean that he was going to find the monster with two chopstick legs, and then defeat the monster, so that he would not have to worry about him coming to seek revenge after three months? But he and Lao Dao are not related, why did he work so hard? That monster is so powerful, even if Lao Dao can defeat him, he will not be spared serious injuries, why would he do this for himself? ?

Puzzled, in the haze, Ling Yun closed his eyes and fell asleep sleepily.

In his sleep, he had a sweet dream, and he returned to the cabin of the passenger ship, snuggled up to the woman's body fragrance, and fell into the gentle country......