"The Tao does not exist in the eyes, but in the heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ling Feng gently repeated this sentence that looked simple but extremely difficult to understand, he stood quietly in front of Daobi, I don't know how much he stood, until the glimmer of light in his body was touched, the purple qi in front of him suddenly opened up, and slowly dispersed in his shocked gaze, and the strange lines on Daobi appeared in front of his eyes.

That set of lines is so complete, seemingly intricate, but there is a certain law in the underworld, in this law, as if it is circulating a hundred generations, thousands of generations, thousands of generations, reincarnation, the lines are constantly extending and opening, like a silk thread as thin as a road gradually stretched, and then a picture scroll was presented in front of Lingfeng, the picture scroll on the picture scroll from the baby, until the old man in the twilight, from the clear spring, until the ocean, from the stars, until the vast universe, constantly changing, all-encompassing, The scrolls were so clear, like a shrunken Dao Bi in front of Ling Feng, and at this moment he had completely forgotten that he was looking up at Dao Bi.

The picture is still changing, and finally freezes on a middle-aged man, the man is sitting on a bench in the long pavilion, is stroking the piano, beside him, a little boy about seven or eight years old sits on the side, shaking his head and listening, his appearance is both cute and intoxicated, the breeze is blowing, blowing the fine willows on both sides of the long pavilion, the willow leaves are waving, as if he is intoxicated by the tone of the piano.

This picture gradually blurred, and then a woman in white appeared, strangely, the woman's face looked very blurry, but it could be seen vaguely, the lines on her face were very similar to Lingfeng, the woman was walking forward, in the next moment, she stopped and stood, slowly revealing her beautiful eyes, looking straight at Lingfeng, her eyes were full of love, suddenly, her eyes closed, and two crystal tears slowly flowed.

At the moment when the woman who couldn't see her face clearly shed tears, Ling Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and then there was a colic, "Mother! Lingfeng stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the woman, but the woman's image was suddenly shattered, turned into a star of light, surrounded Lingfeng, and gradually disappeared.

"Mother!" Ling Feng's voice was very low, but it was heartbreaking, he had never seen his mother, but the moment the woman appeared, he had a feeling of blood connection, this feeling directly involved his heart, making his tears flow uncontrollably.

The picture dispersed, the purple qi shrouded the Daobi again, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on Lingfeng's back, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth, at this moment his heart was like an ice cellar, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, he originally had his father by his side, because of that change, he became an orphan in an instant, if he didn't have some chances, I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived now.

His hands were trembling violently, his thoughts about Lingyuan had never been as deep as now, the feelings suppressed in his heart were pouring out like a tide, he felt panic, uneasy, casually he had overcome countless difficulties alone, experienced countless setbacks, but all this, in the current view, is meaningless, Lingyuan, life and death are uncertain.

"Does it make sense for me to live?" Lingfeng asked himself, Guo Ruizhu's figure appeared in front of his eyes again, her tears pierced his heart like steel needles, he wanted to save the person he wanted to protect, but because he was weak, he had to choose forbearance, Guo Ruizhu's beautiful cheeks looked so clear, he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab her hand, but she was like a phantom, dissipating from his fingers.

"Why? The people I want to protect can't be protected, they're all suffering right now, and what about me? What am I doing? What did I do for them? Ling Feng knelt on the ground with a thud, clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and the blood slowly flowed down the palms of his hands, staining his clothes with patches of crimson, but he didn't realize it, and completely fell into deep self-blame.

"Feng'er, and don't be swayed by negative emotions, Daobi can reflect people's past, and similarly, it can also bring negative emotions to people, the way of cultivating immortals is focused on tempering, if you can't refine the Tao, how can you become an immortal?" Shangguan Fenghui has been quietly watching Lingfeng enlightenment, after he appeared strange, he didn't immediately remind him, Shangguan Fenghui believes that he will be able to rely on willpower to overcome those emotions that affect his Dao refining, but this time Shangguan Fenghui miscalculated, but Shangguan Fenghui was not disappointed, he knew that Lingfeng had a dark past, and what he could do now was to guide Lingfeng as much as possible, so that he could completely stimulate the artistic conception of the Dao and refine the Dao.

"Master, maybe I was wrong from the beginning, if I hadn't provoked that rich kid, my father would not have left me, and I could live an ordinary life with my father, is this life really what I want?" Ling Feng turned his head slowly, his face was still stained with tears, and he looked at Shangguan Fenghui's eyes with a rare blankness, at this moment he was like a disoriented eagle, looking for that glimmer of light.

Shangguan Feng looked back at Lingfeng, his heart suddenly stabbed, after so many years of cultivation, he had already been like a rock, but in the face of his beloved disciples, he couldn't keep calm, Lingfeng's dazed appearance, clearly like a child who had lost his direction, long-term depression, let him completely burst out in front of Daobi, Shangguan Fenghui's face became kind, slowly walked to Lingfeng's side and squatted, put a hand on his shoulder, and said: "Child, people have to go through countless tribulations to live, and it is these tribulations, Only when we continue to grow up, the same is true for cultivating immortals and cultivating the Dao, only if you continue to overcome the memories of fear in your heart, can you succeed in refining the Dao, you are still young, there is still a long way to go, don't let the momentary emotions in your heart affect your path of light. ”

Ling Feng took a deep breath, slowly calming his mind a little, he raised his hands, looked at the dazzling blood in his palms, and suddenly grinned bitterly at the corners of his mouth, "Master, I understand, this Dao Bi can not only refine the Dao, but also have great benefits for cultivating the mind, and now I understand that my mind is far from enough." ”

"Stinky boy, how old are you? Your road is still quite long, and now that you have come to the Dao, isn't it just to refine the Dao and cultivate the mind? Quickly tidy up your mind and have a good face. Ling Feng was able to feel something, Shangguan Feng was completely relieved in his heart, he was really worried that Ling Feng would not be able to think about it for a while and would be lost in his own memories.

"Thank you, Master!" Ling Feng moved his body, headed towards Shangguan Fenghui, and solemnly kowtowed three times.

"Feng'er, hurry up, between you and me, don't stick to these subtleties, let's go to practice the Tao quickly." Shangguan Feng replied in a peaceful voice and helped Lingfeng up.

Ling Feng nodded, turned around, and looked at Daobi again, the glimmer of light in his body suddenly throbbed, and a wave of warmth instantly filled his whole body, driving away the cold that enveloped him.

"My way is the way of light, and the way of light is not just the way to drive away the darkness in my heart?" A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, facing Daobi, sitting cross-legged, he slowly closed his eyes, controlled his mind, and leaned towards Daobi.

The strange lines on the Daobi resurfaced, this time, it was clearer than the last time, and the lines on it were also a little deeper than before, and between the lines, the light in Lingfeng's body, following the movement of the lines, flickered and dimmed, and he didn't know how long it was, when the lines on the Daobi continued to converge in one direction, the light in his body also changed.

That ray of light seems to follow the pulse of the general, rhythmically sometimes bright, sometimes dim, in the beating, a thin hair-like pure white silk thread continues to spread out of the light, the silk thread in the meridians, not long, it spreads to Lingfeng's whole body, at this moment, his body looks as if it is transparent, the trace of pure white veins in the transparent body looks extremely strange, full of mystery.