Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said: "This kind of thing can't be forced, moved is moved, but if you don't like it, you don't like it, there is no way." ”

After this short conversation, Feng Xiaohan returned to Zizhuyuan, and at this time, the sky was getting dark, the sun was hiding under the dark clouds, and a light rain began to fall.

Feng Xiaohan stood under the eaves, hanging his hands, raising his eyes to look at the falling rain, listening to the sound of rain in his ears, and thinking about a lot of things.

When he first came to the Longevity Sect, he was wearing a long shirt, which was full of stains, embarrassed, and only ruthless and unconvinced by anyone except Guo Mingzhe, looking like an arrogant beggar on the street.

Now he is dressed in a moon-white disciple uniform, carrying a long sword, his face is gentle, and there is calm in his hands and feet, looking from a distance, it looks like a scholar who has read poetry and books and suddenly became a swordsman, calm and calm.

The bamboo lamp swayed slightly in the wind on his head, and the phoenix on the purple bamboo made a dull sound when it was blown by the rain.

Feng Xiaohan has been in the human world for almost half a year, he has made some friends and met some people, but he still can't understand the changeable human beings, Zhao Haotian attacked Changming for revenge, he can understand, when Changming destroyed the Xuanmo Palace for the sake of righteousness, then Cui Weiming was caught in it, since he had great righteousness, why couldn't he let go of his children's affection, and was finally removed by Changming.

The sky was darker, the rain was getting heavier, and it fell on the ground and stirred up a mist.

At the end of the stone steps outside the Zizhu Courtyard, in the rain and mist, a paper umbrella slowly walked towards this side.

On the paper umbrella, there is pen and ink Danqing, and the painting of a cold plum is lifelike, and you can feel a faint chill when you look at it from a distance.

Under the paper umbrella, there is a stunning national color, everything is discolored in front of her, and everything can only be a supporting role that sets off her, even if it is the cold plum and proud snow on the umbrella.

Because of her presence, the stone steps and paths that looked a little dirty because of the mud also became pleasing to the eye.

He Xirou held the paper umbrella, frowned slightly, and was worried for some reason, until he saw the thin green bamboo swaying in the wind and rain outside the Zizhu Courtyard, but he stubbornly pointed at the sky and was unwilling to bow his head to the wind and rain, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

He Xirou entered the garden and saw Feng Xiaohan standing under the eaves in a daze, so she asked, "What are you doing?"

Feng Xiaohan raised his head slightly, looked at the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, and said, "I'm listening to the rain." ”

He Xirou glanced at the few small flowers blooming in the garden, and said with a chuckle: "Under the eaves of the white-clothed swordsman, a cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng. I didn't see it, but it turns out that you also have such taste. ”

"Sick Yangzi once said that bathing in the wind and listening to the rain is the favorite thing for those scholars who pretend to be sad. You think too highly of me, I'm just a wild boy, not a scholar who reads poetry and books. ”

Feng Xiaohan shook his head and said, "I'm listening to the rain fighting." ”

He Xirou raised her eyebrows and said curiously: "I would like to hear about it." ”

Feng Xiaohan retracted his gaze, looked at her and asked: "The mist on the ground rises and condenses into clouds in the sky, and the clouds accumulate into rain and fall back to the world, since it is a return, then it should be gentle, why do you come in such a hurry?"

He Xirou thought for a while and said: "Because the rain came from the sky and fell from a high altitude, it naturally came in a hurry. Folklore has it that the god of rain in the sky is in charge of the wind and rain in the world, and everything is inseparable from water, and the growth of vegetation depends on the rain to survive. Maybe it's also for the survival of the common people, so it's urgent. ”

"But it seems to me that the rain falling on the earth is not like a return, nor is it for the continuation of life, but for the sake of war with the earth. When I was in the wilderness, I lived in a cave that seemed to be under the dark river of the mountains, and water droplets fell from the stone walls at every moment. As a hunter, I need to keep my body dry, so I only stayed there for a few days. ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "But there, I saw a boulder, and every time the water droplets on the top of the cave fell, they would fall on the same position on the stone face. ”

He Xirou nodded and said, "Dripping stone piercing is indeed not something that can be done in a moment, it takes an extremely long time. Since that stone is called a boulder by you, it must be quite small in size, and it can be penetrated by water droplets, which can be described as a wonder!"

Feng Xiaohan said seriously: "Since then, I have thought that the reason why the rain falls is to penetrate the earth. The reason why they converge into a river is that it evaporates and gathers into clouds in the sky to wait for it to fall again. ”

He Xirou said: "So when you listen to this rain, you are looking at the world full of malice?"

"Whether it is in history or before history, the sky is attacking the earth all the time, and the earth is also using its strength to breed vegetation with rain to resist wind and rain, so that so many powerful demon beasts in the wild domain have been created under this confrontation. ”

Feng Xiaohan said with a smile: "In the past few days, I have read this Dao Collection in the Library Pavilion, and it says, 'All things keep yin and embrace yang, and they think they are harmonious', isn't this the process of the demon beasts in the Barbarian Domain relying on the earth to fight against the four seasons and the heavens, so as to sharpen themselves." ”

As early as ancient times, the ancestors of the human race questioned the origin of themselves and heaven and earth, began to ponder this question, and finally gave an explanation with the concept of 'Tao'.

The beginning of the formation of heaven and earth is a state of innate qi, just as there is innate qi in the body when a person is not born, and after birth, it turns into yin and yang. Gradually, the yin and yang poles began to breed, and this innate Qi also turned into yin and yang.

Yang Qi rises to the sky and Yin Qi descends to the earth, and at the same time, the sun and the moon evolve to divide the black sky and the day to balance the yin and yang, but because the moonlight is too soft, the heaven and the earth give birth to the stars and the moonlight to balance the yang energy during the day.

All things in the world are born from the ground and receive the baptism of the heavenly time, which is to 'guard the yin and embrace the yang'.

All things are combined with the way of yin and yang, so that they can continue, and it is 'impulsive and harmonious'.

"Because heaven attacks earth, that's why we are here! Therefore, we are not qualified to comment on the good and evil in it. ”

Feng Xiaohan smiled: "This is a matter of position, the existence of heaven and earth is an insult to it, everything is just a silent resistance to the earth, and we are just ants struggling to survive in the gap between heaven and earth." ”

He Xirou looked at her junior brother, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "This is the way! No wonder your cultivation is so smooth, I didn't expect that you had already glimpsed the way when you were in the Wild Domain. ”

Feng Xiaohan said seriously: "This is very complicated, it was incredible for me to think of so many things at that time, but it seems that there is always an inexplicable force in my heart that makes me ponder the truth behind these things." ”

He Xirou put down the paper umbrella, came to stand side by side with him under the eaves, closed her eyes and listened to the rain, and said: "You have your own understanding of heaven and earth at a young age, which proves that you are a genius." ”

When ordinary people listen to such praise, they either humbly return the salute as etiquette, or laugh and say nothing, showing an unfathomable demeanor.

But after hearing this, Feng Xiaohan chuckled and said, "What about genius." ”

And what about genius.

It's not a sentence, it's a half-sentence, and the next half of the sentence tends to be contemplative.

What about genius,

There will always be someone more talented than him......

After all, it can't compare to those swordsmen who have been polished between life and death......

In front of the absolute powerhouse, it is just a vase with a little more exquisite workmanship......

As long as you live in the world, you still have to bow to reality......

This half sentence can be followed by countless famous sayings, producing countless different meanings, but most of them are denials or disdain for the word "genius" itself.

The poison in him is very strange, this is no secret, from the fact that Chen Feng sent him directly to Langya Peak, and Guo Mingzhe did not extract these poisons with a powerful cultivation, you can know how terrible this ink candle is.

Although Feng Xiaohan only said the first half of the sentence, how much of a pity was that Rou Bingxue was as smart as Lan Hui, and immediately heard the second half of the sentence.

What about genius,

Eventually, they will die.

He Xirou was silent for a long time before saying, "You...... Scared?"

Feng Xiaohan looked at her and didn't answer her question directly, but said very seriously: "What I've been doing all my life is to keep myself from dying. ”

"You won't die, Uncle Shi has never missed a shot, and the master also went to Mochizuki Pavilion to prepare an antidote for you, and the time should be back soon." ”

He Xirou said to him softly: "Besides, you still have two years to wait for the antidote, two years is enough for a lot of things to happen." ”

Feng Xiaohan didn't speak, just nodded lightly.

Maybe it was because he went to see the sick seedling today, the white fat man, and he also saw many disciples who participated in the battle of attacking the mountain and were recuperating in Huasha Peak, so he was a little stunned.

Except for those who have already died in battle, the rest of them have survived, at least for a long time to come.

He alone will surely die if he does not find an antidote within two years.

There was a breeze in the rain curtain, blowing in the face, and the water vapor mixed with it made people feel a little chill from the bottom of their hearts, and He Xirou suddenly felt a little cold.

He Xirou went back to the house and closed the door, and said, "It's cold, you should go back to the house and rest as soon as possible." ”

Feng Xiaohan finally glanced at the dark clouds, and said in his heart: "If you wait for more than an hour of three pillars of incense, the rain will stop, and those spirit insects hiding in the grass can only avoid the disaster." But I still have to wait two years. ”