A person with ideals, a person who is willing to realize his ideals, will always have a convincing charm.

Ziwen is such a person.

The encounter between people is like someone forming a net that no one can see, and meeting and intersecting at a certain time and place.

Tang Bai can't see through this net, but he is not a person who likes to dwell on this kind of thing, his heart is moved, he moves with his heart, people live in the world, and they always have to be a little freewheeling.

He is willing to teach Ziwen to practice and is willing to help him realize his ideals, so he will do his best to help.

Casual may also be a kind of sustenance.

People always like to pin their hopes on the people close to them, just like a father, what he can't do, he often puts his hope on his son, hoping that his own blood will fulfill his dreams.

Ziwen is not Tang Bai's son, but Tang Bai's hope, because deep in Tang Bai's heart, he also longs to change the world.

He lacks the courage, or rather the love of the world, he is like a wanderer, in this world he cannot find his belonging, he cannot find his roots.

After the destruction of the Tang family, he had no roots in this world.

A tree without roots is destined to die, and a man without roots is destined to have no home, like fallen leaves, like dust, where the wind blows, he stops.

He should have left, but he stayed, he longed to stop, but he knew that one day he would leave again, it was his fate.

During this time, he often discussed with Ziwen, and he taught Ziwen some of his familiar knowledge, as well as some of the elixirs and magic weapons for cultivation.

Cultivation is a very wonderful feeling, not only makes the body and strength continue to strengthen, but also the thinking and memory are constantly sublimated; many forgotten memories of his previous life, with the improvement of the realm of cultivation, from time to time appear in his mind, down to some details of each day, everyone he meets in life, their appearance, voice, their behavior and character, he can remember it clearly.

The books he had read, the words he had written, the words he had said, and the truths that he thought were full of philosophy of life, all appeared in his mind one by one.

Perhaps, there are traces of time, but they are forgotten and covered with dust, and when the dust of time is washed away one day, those images will naturally appear in people's minds.

People's memories can be plain and bland, they can not be vigorous, but there must be something meaningful to them.

He feels that what he is doing now is very meaningful.

Coming out of the ice and snow world, teaching the primitive tribe to progress and grow, and now, teaching Ziwen how to change this world, this makes him feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

The tribal patriarch gave him a jade sword.

Jade is like a gentleman, a gentleman is like jade, he feels that Ziwen is more like a gentleman than himself, so he gave Ziwen the jade sword with the inheritance of the gods.

He loves swords, he has a deep understanding of swords, and because of this, he understands better what kind of person should use what kind of sword.

He originally wanted Ziwen to find his own opportunities and let him grow in the training, but later he thought that meeting himself was Ziwen's chance.

More than a month passed unconsciously.

The people of the Bamboo Gang knew Tang Bai's identity as an immortal and respected him very much.

Immortals, ethereal and ignorant, unreachable, only legends passed down from generation to generation.

When the immortal appears in front of his eyes, people's hearts will always instinctively be in awe.

They didn't know that their gang leader almost died at Tang Bai's hands, and they didn't know how Ziwen had become their gang leader's master.

The truth of many things in the world is often only known to a few people.

Ziwen began to teach the Dharma, and he engraved the exercises of "Awakening the Soul" and "Yun Ze Shengyun Qi" on a huge stone tablet for everyone to participate in and practice.

In these days, he preached benevolence, emphasized righteousness, established the etiquette system, opened the school, awakened the wisdom of the people, taught people to be sincere, and taught people to practice.

One by one, in an orderly manner.

Ziwen rarely rested, and in his free time, he engraved many of Tang Bai's ideas and knowledge on bamboo slips, often reading them, and often feeling them, which had a great effect on his state of mind cultivation.

In just one month, his "Nine Yang Sutra" was cultivated into the first thought.

If there is a distinction between genius and mediocrity in cultivation, then Ziwen is the genius of geniuses.

His mind is pure, like crystal, his heart has no Bodhi, all the promising methods are like dream bubbles, he is not delusional and persistent, he has a clear mind, and he cultivates the idea of a yang, which is natural.

However, what he practices is not waking up his mind, and his thoughts of one yang not only have Buddha rhyme, but also a heroic aura that he doesn't want to go up and down.

The Buddha's recitation is to the yang, and the spirit of the majestic is to the strong, and the two are fused together to form a new practice law.

Haoran's qi is the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth, when Tang Bai and Ziwen discussed the Tao, read a poem called "Song of Righteousness", Ziwen liked it very much, the more he felt, the more he indulged in it, and some of them were combined with the practice of the "Jiuyang Sutra", contrast, and practice, and naturally, his idea of a yang formed a unique Taoist rhyme that was also Buddha and Confucian.

He named this practice Righteous Thoughts, the right mind is clear, the mind is clear, the spirit is strong, the strong spirit is fearless, the world is not afraid of hardships and hardships, and self-improvement is endless.

Tang Bai had to sigh at his cultivation qualifications; this was a person of great wisdom.

Ziwen looks old, and the experience of his state of mind during this period of time has made him understand more truths, and his temperament has become more peaceful and upright, which makes people invisibly willing to believe in him and follow him.

This is the person who can really achieve great things, this is his personality charm.

Perhaps only such a person, who has this kind of convincing personality charm, will step by step to succeed.

In late spring and early summer, there were several heavy rains, and the four directions converged and gathered in Taihu Lake, making the water of Taihu Lake rise a few points, and from a distance, it seems that Taihu Lake has become much wider.

In the middle of the night, the bright moon sprinkled thousands of silver-white rays, shining on the Taihu Lake, shining with the waves for thousands of miles.

The bamboo forest, the bright moon, the Taihu Lake, and the silence of the night form a lonely picture.

Tang Bai is a lonely person in this picture.

The night wine complements each other, and there is a kind of sorrow that is not there, and in this situation, he feels that if he is a musician, he will compose music, and if he is a poet, he will write poems to express this quiet beauty.

Tang Bai can't write poems, but he remembers a lot of poems, and he likes Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" the most, such scenery and mood make him completely immersed in the artistic conception of the sentence "Who first sees the moon on the riverside, and when does the river moon shine at the beginning of the year".

When the three watches were straight, three figures appeared on the Taihu Lake, with fluttering clothes and waves.

They are extremely chic, like immortals in paintings, elves in water.

Their speed was very fast, and in less than half a moment, they reached the edge of Taihu Lake, and then jumped onto the bamboo forest, straight to the bamboo gang.

Tang Baiben was fascinated by the night view of Taihu Lake, and the appearance of these three people woke him up from his artistic conception.

These three people are not people in the rivers and lakes, but cultivators.

Tang Bai smiled slightly, he knew that what he was waiting for had come, and then sighed slightly, knowing that he was about to leave again.

He stayed because he wanted to find out the strange thing about the disappearance of the Bamboo Gang.

The sound of the flute sounded in the bamboo forest, mixed with the rustle of the bamboo leaves, forming a natural and beautiful sound, quiet and melodious, with a slow and refreshing rhythm, like the soft murmur of the mother when I was a child, which made people fall asleep.

It's a hypnotic vocal music.

This flute sound reminded Tang Bai of the "Requiem" he encountered in the Qingqiu Mountains many years ago, two flutes, two extremes.

After all, Tang Bai is not the Tang Bai of the past, he could only desperately run away to save his life; now, this kind of flute sound that snatches people's minds can no longer affect him; even Ziwen, after practicing righteous thoughts, is not invaded by all evils, and is not affected by the flute sound at all.

I only heard him shout violently and said: "Jumping beam clown, An dare to confuse people." ”

I don't know where he found a gong and struck it.

The sound of the gong interrupted the rhythm of the flute, and all the people who were immersed in the sound of the flute woke up.

They were terrified, and for a moment the voices of the people were boiling, like water in hot oil, and they were noisy.

The man standing on top of the bamboo forest was immediately furious and shouted, "Where did the ants come from, they dare to destroy the good deeds of my senior brother and take their lives." After speaking, the flute in his hand turned into a flying rainbow, with a 'woo' sound, and hit Ziwen.

Although Ziwen's cultivation time is still shallow, under the influence of "Song of Righteousness", he has a courage that is not afraid of danger, knowing that he cannot dodge, but he has no fear, and the sacred sense of mission in his heart makes him appear more majestic and tall;

The speed of the gong was originally not as fast as the flute, but it strangely collided with the flute.

With a loud bang, the two artifacts were reduced to pieces in the huge impact, and the huge force formed a storm, pushing the surrounding people and Qingzhu out together.

At this time, the members of the Bamboo Gang came to their senses, and the long torches illuminated the surroundings into daylight, and the faces of the three of them were also revealed.

Two men and one woman, both men are dressed in blue shirts, a thin gauze coat, slender and moderate, coupled with handsome appearance, it looks graceful and chic; the woman is slightly shorter, the green dress wraps a small and delicate figure, a pretty face, looks like a little girl next door, looks delicate and cute.

The three of them were surrounded by the Bamboo Gang, but they didn't show the slightest fear.

The older man looked at Ziwen and said, "It's a little interesting!" After finishing speaking, he suddenly flew up from the ground, swept through the crowd, and his body was amazingly fast, and he arrived in front of Ziwen in the blink of an eye.

Tang Bai chuckled slightly, the word 'Illusion' Dao Fu turned into a thought, and the Xuan World instantly poured into that person's mind.

And Chen Jiaguo saw that Ziwen was in danger, held a long sword in his hand, came to help, and when the palm print had not fallen, he cut off the person's head with a sword.

Everything comes naturally.

The two people who came with that person felt incredible when they saw their senior brother suddenly being killed by a worldly person, but after thinking about it, they knew that they had met a master.

The remaining blue-shirted man arched his hand into the air and said: "I don't know which senior is here, in the north of Xia Luo City, there was some personal enmity with the Bamboo Gang in the world, and the special senior brothers and sisters came to help the fist, and the worldly grievances were resolved; ”

Chen Jiaguo shouted: "Nonsense, you devils, looking at their methods, it is not the right way, if there is a hatred, come openly, my bamboo gang will take it, why use these ghostly means." Brothers, together with the leader of the gang, capture the two of them. After speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand, rose to the sky, and killed the two of them.

Luo Chengbei was about to cast a spell, but the woman beside him said softly: "Let's go!" After speaking, he threw out a handkerchief, which became bigger and bigger in mid-air, and a white mist like clouds dispersed, lifting the two of them up and flying into the air, even ignoring the body of the man before.

Ziwen was about to chase after him, but Tang Bai's voice came from his ears, and said: "Ziwen, you stay here, I will track it down, I will definitely find out about this matter, but this is the case, I will go to Tianmen Continent for a trip, and I have left a letter to you. ”

The voice was clear at first, but the last few words became so thin that it seemed to come from thousands of miles away.

Zi Wen confessed, Mr. may have already had the intention of leaving, but he couldn't bear the sadness of separation, so he took this opportunity to say goodbye.

He sighed lightly, bowed in the direction of Tang Bai's departure, and muttered in his mouth: "Sir, Ziwen knows what Mr. means, and he will definitely work hard to practice and realize your and my dreams, and I hope Mr. cherishes it." ”