When Ma Changyu carried Shen An back to the inn, he was ready to be unwelcome.

The children of the family were supposed to live in the Yunhe Tower arranged for them by the Song family, and they didn't know what was wrong with this Shen An's brain, so they had to settle down in the inn outside. But that's exactly what happened. If two disciples of the family who were covered in injuries appeared in the Yellow Crane Tower, who knew what it would be like the next day.

Because Shen An still had the famous inn on his body, Ma Changyu found the inn where Shen An lived.

"Brother An! You're back! Zhao Hu, who rushed out excitedly when he heard the footsteps, cried out in a hurry when he saw Shen An hanging on Ma Changyu's shoulder. She was angry and angry, and couldn't help yelling at Ma Changyu: "You bad person! What did you do to Brother An! ”

Without waiting for Ma Changyu to answer, he saw Song Guangling appear from behind the door.

"What are you ......," Song Guangling secretly screamed.

Only then did he ask why on the first day of the conference, why did the Shen and Ma families clash one after another?

Ma Changyu said angrily: "It has nothing to do with me, it's him looking for death." ”

Everyone hurriedly carried Shen An to the bed. Song Guangling checked his wounds and asked Ma Changyu again: "What happened?" ”

This kind of thing is very common among monks and monks. But it was another matter for it to happen between the disciples of the family.

Now that Shen Aochou has become the leader of the Demon Slaying Alliance, if the private fight between Ma Changyu and Shen An spreads, I don't know what kind of gossip will arise outside.

"I really don't know!" Ma Changyu frowned, extremely impatient: "I originally just wanted to confront him about Wu's illness." Who knew he would suddenly go crazy and rush out of me. It's not me bullying him! I'm also hurt! ”

Ma Changyu lifted his clothes, revealing the sword wound on his abdomen. Among the monks, because of the spiritual root royal body, the scars caused by the weapon, as long as the true qi is not used, will heal itself after a while. Shen An was unlucky in the final blow, and Ma Changyu was now in the Jindan stage, and the wound in his abdomen had begun to heal.

Song Guangling naturally didn't want to see the Shen and Ma families tearing their faces on their own territory, and they didn't want to see the Su family being dragged in.

Since Shen Aochou revealed his ambition to control the mortal realm, the Shen and Ma families have had a grudge for a long time, and Song Guangling certainly would not believe that the problem was Shen An because of Ma Changyu's one-sided words. However, now that Shen An was unconscious, he didn't have much to say.

"Change Brother An's wet clothes first!" The youngest An Puyu was the first to react, and Zhao Hu finally came back to his senses, found Shen An's Qiankun bag, and rummaged through the change of clothes.

The two little things were busy, and Song Guangling and Ma Changyu, who seemed to be standing on the side, were very redundant.

The disciples of the family are now exchanging their experiences in the Yunhe Tower, and there are no disciples of the Su family who understand medical medicine around at the moment, which is also a headache.

Seeing that An Puyu and Zhao Hu wanted to tear off Shen An's clothes to change him, but they couldn't even lift it, and Ma Changyu didn't mean to help at all. Song Guangling sighed, and could only step forward and say, "I'll come." ”

After helping Shen An take off his clothes, Zhao Hu's face suddenly turned pale, and he took a few steps back.

Song Guangling didn't know that Zhao Hu had been insulted in the past, so she was shy and unwilling to help Shen An wipe her body. And An Puyu is another child, hesitated for a long time, took the dry cloth from Zhao Hu's hand, and simply sent the Buddha to the west.

Since Song Guangling was born, only others have served him, when has he ever met him to serve others?

At this moment, Shen An suddenly groaned. groaned, muttering softly: "Water ......"

"Brother An wants water! I'm going to fetch water! ”

An Puyu quickly ran out to get water. Zhao Hu sat on the head of the bed and asked anxiously, "Brother An, are you okay?" You say, is this bad guy bullying you! We'll get you justice! ”

Shen An felt a splitting headache. He only remembered that he fought with Ma Changyu desperately in the rain, and he didn't think that Ma Changyu "bullied" him. So he tried his best and shook his head.

"You see, it's none of my business!" Ma Changyu was still injured on his body, and he was just enduring the pain at the moment. Seeing that Shen An was not dead, he left with Song Guangling in a deep voice.

Everyone's attention was on Shen An, but no one stopped him. Before Ma Changyu left, he couldn't help but glance back at Shen An, and snorted coldly: "What a madman!" ”

……

Shen An's situation finally stabilized, and Song Guangling asked An Puyu and Zhao Hu to go back to rest, but the two children refused to leave.

Seeing that the two children were in a low mood, Song Guangling comforted: "Brother Shen is fine, don't worry." ”

An Puyu shook his head, he grabbed Shen An's hand tightly, as if if he let go, Shen An would leave.

"I'm so useless...... I can't protect Brother An at all. An Puyu put her forehead against the back of Shen An's hand, and her soft voice was full of remorse: "...... Before, too, I couldn't do anything but shout at Brother An to be careful......"

The immature children's voice was old and unsuitable for their age, and Song Guangling smiled bitterly at An Puyu: "You are still just a child." ”

"I shouldn't be just a child's ......" An Puyu looked solemn: "I should be better than anyone else, but why...... Why am I so useless......"

Song Guangling smiled dumbly, An Puyu's words reminded him of a few stubborn students in Xiacheng District - at a young age, he had to carry the responsibility of the whole family on his shoulders, but with the momentum of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Always anxious and eager to soar into the sky.

He looked at An Pu carefully, and the child in front of him had a delicate face, and his eyes were clear and transparent. He had also seen An Puyu once before, but he hadn't noticed the child at that time. He only remembered the two sword boy maids beside Shen An, who were good-looking, innocent and cute, and extremely loyal to the lord.

Song Guangling said: "Don't think about it, you have a spiritual root, and you are also a spiritual child who is a disciple of the family, Biqu Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't know how much higher than thousands of mortals, you are young, and you have not yet started formal cultivation, don't put too much pressure on yourself." ”

Hearing the word cultivation, An Puyu's eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of aura, and it quickly disappeared. An Puyu raised her head, stared at the sleeping Shen An and muttered, "Yes, when I start practicing, I will definitely be able to become stronger than everyone else!" ”

……

In the haze, Shen An felt that the sky was spinning in a whirlwind. He opened his eyes slowly, and the first thing that caught his eye was the ornate and somewhat redundant carved pillars above his head.

"Sure enough...... Not dead yet......"

"It's a shame you're not dead." Song Guangling's voice came from his ears. Shen An wanted to turn his head, but felt a slight pain in his chest.

"Don't move, your wound isn't healed yet." Song Guangling hurriedly helped Shen An up in a low voice, and whispered: "You should be glad that Ma Changyu is merciful, if he is infused with true qi, you will be wasted if you don't go to this life." ”

Shen An looked indifferent and didn't take Song Guangling's words to heart. Seeing Shen An's appearance, Song Guangling couldn't help but believe what Ma Changyu said, "Shen An is looking for death by himself".

"What the hell is going on with you? If this matter gets out, where do you put your brother's position? What should you Shen family do? You are too uncontrollable, your Shen family has such a tense relationship with the Ma family now, but you have been an enemy of the Ma family three or four times, it really shouldn't be. ”

Shen An smiled disappreciatively: "It's a pity, I don't care about the Shen family. ”

"Okay, you don't care about the Shen family, what about the people around you?" Song Guangling knew that the family was complicated, so he didn't bother about it, but said angrily: "Do you know what you looked like yesterday, what your sword boy maid looked like in a hurry?" ”

The concern in Shen An's eyes flashed, but he quickly sank down. Zhao Hu was about to be sent away, and An Puyu's kid had also said that he didn't want to cultivate at all. In the previous life, all those who cared about themselves either fought each other in the end, or they did not die well in order to protect themselves.

The world is big, but no one can accompany him through the whole journey.

"Huh...... cough cough ...... "Shen An's wound is not yet healed, he touched the wound when he laughed, and the pain was dying, his eyes were blank, he looked at Song Guangling and said with a smile: "You have to separate, you are sad today, and you will be fine tomorrow." ”

Song Guangling knew that Shen An was mocking his own fate, and only thought that Shen An was referring to the fact that the cultivator was on the Dao alone, and sighed: "You can say such hurtful words." ”

"Isn't it?" Shen An chuckled: "What do you think of those students in your lower city?" They are just mortals, and seventy years of life is rare for them. When they die, you're just sad for a moment, and then you're going to pursue the Great Dao, aren't you? ”

Shen An said that Song Guangling was most concerned about the heart, Song Guangling was speechless, Shen An also felt overdone, and said apologetically: "I know that you are kind, but mortal life is short......"

"Sometimes I feel that it's not that they live too short, it's that we live too long." Song Guangling suddenly spoke: "After the monk enters the foundation building, he can live to be one hundred and eighty years old, and when he reaches Jindan, he is two hundred years old, three hundred yuan infants, four hundred distractions, five hundred out of the body, and the Mahayana period is directly over a thousand years old." However, if you can't survive the nine-day thunderstorm, the day of the tribulation will be the time of your death. ”

However, there are no "people...... No, there are no "NPCs" who can pass the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation. Shen quietly listened to Song Guangling's words and didn't say a word.

"But compared to the eternal mountains, rivers, rivers and soil, can our lifespan really be considered long?" Song Guangling looked at Shen An with a stern expression: "The mayfly is in the heaven and the earth, and it is a millet in the sea...... How many people have tried to find the Great Dao, to gain the liberation of their souls and bodies, but no one who has successfully crossed the tribulation has ever returned from nine heavens away and told us what true eternal life looks like. ”

Because they can't come back, Shen An meditated in his heart.

Is the way of the predecessors really correct? Is personal immortality really something to be pursued? Song Guangling frowned, confused by these two goals that were regarded as iron laws by countless monks: "I don't want to deny that path, however, I want to take a path that few people have walked before." ”

"Ten years of trees, a hundred years of people." Shen An muttered, "So, you want to teach and educate people? You didn't teach your Song family disciples, but instead went to Xiacheng District to teach those short-lived mortals? ”

"It is precisely because of their short lifespan that they need enlightenment and learning all the more. For us monks, many things that are taken for granted are refreshing and groundbreaking for them. Song Guangling smiled: "I can be so lucky to have a longer life than mortals, probably just for inheritance." If you don't look at 'me', only look at 'people'. My beliefs will be passed down among my disciples, and what is right will be passed on, and what is wrong will be corrected. Even my body will convey a certain meaning to this world through my disciples. ”

"Do you really think it makes sense to do these things?" Shen An Muran said: "Have you ever heard that 'heaven and earth are ruthless, and all things are used as dogs'? ”

"The sea and Kunlun are ruthless, and the benevolence of the people proves the heart of heaven. This is my word. ”

Shen An stared at Song Guangling, the man in front of him had eyes as clear as a lake, his eyebrows stood as tall as distant mountains, and the rising sun sneaked into the cracks in the window, shining the purity and kindness in his heart.

This man is genuine.

Shen An covered his eyes, he remembered Song Guangling before he blew up the Golden Pill in his previous life.

- Because Shen An burned down the city, because Shen An ruined his way.

"I'm sorry."

Song Guangling glanced at Shen An in confusion, not knowing why he said this. He saw that it was already early, so he only thought that Shen An was referring to the fact that he stayed up late to take care of him, and waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

"It's not too early, I still have to arrange to ask about other matters of the conference." Song Guangling got up and said goodbye.

Song Guangling is gone.

Shen An collapsed on the bed, covering his eyes with one arm.

Enough is enough.

After a night of madness, it's time to go back to the battlefield.

You should no longer cling to the past, that will only confuse your heart.

Shen An forced himself to think calmly - everything in the world, if it was not made out of nothing, then there must be a reference. Since the cultivation realm was created by the "gods", it must also be a world modeled after the gods. I'm afraid that the world of gods is no different from the cultivation realm.

From the customer service, Shen An has realized that the "gods" also have greed, hatred, hatred, and doubts.

I've found the handle of the gods, and now it's up to me to use it.

Song Guangling's words reminded him. Since there is no way out, it would be good to walk on a road that no one has ever walked before!

As long as you are not dead, there must be a chance to turn the tables!

Shen An had already figured it out, and he said silently in his heart:

Customer service, get out of here, and I'll agree to your request!