Not long after Xu rebelled to seize the position of Sword Monarch, Xu Zheng was in the middle of retreat.

His qualifications were already good, but after encountering that change, his mood was transparent, and he almost encountered no obstacles in the middle of his breakthrough.

For decades, Xu Wei had never suppressed the Xu family, let alone bullied Xu Zheng, and slowly, those people from the Zixiao Sword Sect understood that they had guessed Xu Zheng's mind wrong.

Later, Xu Zheng's life was much better. No one deliberately embarrassed the Xu family anymore, and those people no longer avoided him like a snake and scorpion.

After he advanced to the middle stage, Xu Wei called him over.

"Your cultivation speed is too slow, when will you be able to get to the late stage like this?"

Looking at Xu Wei, who was frowning and talking to him like a son, Xu Zheng said sullenly: "I want to be fast, but no matter how fast it is, the realm will be unstable." ”

In the past, Xu reined in training him, but he didn't have such a strong feeling, why do you think now that it is the same for him whether he changes the sword monarch or not?

"Don't demand your standards from me, you're inhuman speed!"

"......" Xu Wei was silent for a while and asked, "Then what is your standard?" ”

Xu Zheng roughly calculated and said, "From the middle to the late stage, it took more than two hundred years for Sword Monarch, even if I am fast, it will take more than a hundred years, right?" ”

The sword monarch he said refers to Zhaoming.

Xu Yi asked rhetorically: "You just take Jianjun as a reference?" ”

His tone was very unhappy to hear Xu Zheng, and he said in a very impulsive tone: "Otherwise? Take you as your standard? I don't have the inheritance of the Purple Ying Heavenly Monarch! ”

Xu Wei took a deep breath and pinched his fingers. This made Xu Zheng have an illusion, as if Xu Zheng would beat him up in the next moment.

Of course. Nothing like that happened. Nor will it happen. Xu Wei just threw a jade slip on him. Then he said, "Now that you have it, in a hundred years, can you do it?" ”

Xu Zheng held the jade slip and couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.

Without waiting for an answer, Xu Wei's voice became sharp: "I don't count these ten years, a hundred years from now, can you do it?" ”

Xu Zheng looked down at the jade slip, and the whole person was still at a loss.

The inheritance of the Purple Ying Heavenly Monarch? In the end, the whole person of Jianjun went crazy. The inheritance of Ziying Tianjun, which he didn't get either, just fell into his hands so easily?

"You ......" Xu Zheng's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you kidding?" ”

"What am I kidding?" Xu Wei explained to him impatiently, and waved his hand, "Go back to practicing the sword, don't practice if you don't believe it!" ”

Xu Zheng left the Sword Palace in such a daze.

Later, Yuan Fu came over to report that Xu Zheng seemed to have changed his exercises and was washing his sword qi.

Xu Cheng let out a sigh of relief. He had been worried about this matter for a long time, and Xu Zheng's exercises were the same as those of Zhaoming Sword Monarch. Although their personalities are completely different, what will happen if they continue to cultivate. Xu Wei was not sure.

"Innate Purple Qi Technique" is the fundamental exercise of kendo, Xu Zheng changed this exercise, which will not conflict with his current exercise, and he wants to innovate, and he also has a foundation. At least, he will no longer be like Zhaoming Sword Monarch, thinking that he has reached the extreme, but in fact, he has already gone sideways.

This matter, Xu Wei and Lingyu have talked about it.

At this time, when she heard Xu Yi mention Xu Zheng, she said with some annoyance: "This kid, in the past fifty years, he hasn't sent me a letter, he really plans to break off his friendship with me!" ”

Xu Wei smiled: "He doesn't have time to write to you." ”

Lingyu didn't believe it: "No matter how busy he is, it's impossible that he doesn't even have time to write a letter, right?" ”

"Even if I have time, I don't have the mental strength."

Lingyu's eyes widened: "What do you mean?" What did you do to him? ”

"It's nothing," Xu Wei said in a relaxed tone, "It's just that I have transformed the Sword Trial Cave and let him taste what life I used to have." ”

"......" Lingyu couldn't help but gloat after mourning for Xu Zheng in her heart, "Are you sure he can live?" ”

Xu Wei sneered: "He's all in the middle, he can't even stand this, it's better not to live." "He himself was tossed by Zhaoming when he started refining qi, he endured it, what reason did Xu Zheng have to endure it.

Well, Lingyu has to admit that this reason is very legitimate.

The peak of Tianchi is still shrouded in early morning mist.

When it was time to preach once a month again, Fang Mingzhang stepped on the peak with steady steps, bowed to Lingyu, and sat down under the boulder.

Those fellow disciples are gone. The few who had been in the early days had already found another cave to live in, and the one who had just married the Dan was still in the secret room to stabilize the realm. But what made Fang Mingzhang curious was that he was not the only one who came to listen to the sermon.

A young man sat not far from him, his eyes closed. This person was already consummated, so after Fang Mingzhang saluted Lingyu, he owed him a debt and sat a little later to show his respect.

It's really strange, this person is wearing the Dao robe of the Taibai Sect, but he has not seen this person in Tianchi Peak for almost fifty years. Which real person is the sect?

"Today I will tell you two mortal stories." Lingyu propped her chin on her hand and said very casually, "In the nether realm where I was born, there are two stories recorded in the history books. The protagonist of the first story is the imperial uncle of a mortal country. This imperial uncle is the younger brother of Emperor Taizong, the world has not been set for a long time, Emperor Taizong is seriously ill, the imperial uncle has told the sky with a book, and is willing to represent him as a person, and hide the book in Jinteng's Kui. Later, Emperor Taizong passed away, and the new emperor was young and could not preside over the overall situation. Because of his deterrence, no one dared to disagree, and the young master grew up in peace. A country can have only one emperor, one authority. Some people spread rumors that the emperor had the intention of seizing the throne. The young emperor gradually became wary of his imperial uncle, who had to withdraw from the court and avoid other places. Later, the thunder and lightning split the golden kui, and the emperor saw the text, only to know that he had misunderstood the imperial uncle and welcomed him back to the court. This imperial uncle was called Shengde Gong by later generations and was listed as a model for human ministers. ”

"The second story is about a powerful minister. This powerful minister has a noble family, and most of the people in the clan are sensible dogs and horses, but he is the only one who is humble and courteous. With a good family background and a good reputation, his official position became bigger and bigger, and his reputation became louder and louder, and he was gradually called the contemporary Shengde Gong. Later, when he was in power, he began to eliminate dissidents and kill political enemies, even his own son. One day, he usurped the throne. ”

At this point in the story, Lingyu stopped to take a sip of tea and asked Fang Mingzhang, "What do you think?" ”

Fang Mingzhang thought seriously for a while and said, "Some people, what you see may not be his true face. If the Emperor's prayer book had not been discovered, perhaps people would have remembered him as ambitious and wanted to usurp the throne of the young lord. And that powerful minister, if he had died earlier, I am afraid that he would have been a holy prince and would be praised by the world. ”

After speaking, Fang Mingzhang asked in confusion: "Master, do you want to say that it is indispensable to guard against others?" ”

Lingyu chuckled and shook her head: "As a teacher, I just want to tell these two stories." ”

Fang Mingzhang had been her apprentice for decades, he knew Lingyu's character, and knew that she would not have a standard answer here, so he thought carefully for a while and continued: "According to what the apprentice has seen, the previous reputation of these two is not necessarily fake. Even at the beginning, the emperor's book of prayer was sincere, and later when he saw that the new emperor was young, he might have the idea of replacing it. As for the powerful minister, it is not impossible that he was humble at the beginning and later usurped the throne. Maybe after taking power, he slowly developed a desire for power. ”

Lingyu said with a smile: "Today's sermon is over, you can slowly understand." ”

Fang Mingzhang didn't have any doubts, got up and left.

He knew Lingyu's habits, sometimes he would talk for most of the day, and he would talk for most of the day, so he would just say a few words casually, both of which were normal.

When Fang Mingzhang left, Lingyu took a slow sip of tea and asked the young man, "Xiaoyu, what do you think?" ”

This young man is Cheng Xiaoyu. Soon after the end of the Lotus Terrace meeting, he was promoted to a successful level, and more than 40 years have passed, and he has not yet married a baby.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened his eyes and raised his head: "In my senior sister's heart, am I the imperial uncle or the minister?" ”

"How do I know?" Lingyu gave a very standard answer, "The important thing is, in your own heart, who are you?" ”

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, and said, "Senior sister, don't you think I haven't seen myself clearly?" ”

Lingyu sighed and looked at the green mountains and clear water in the distance: "Xiaoyu, do you remember the scene when we first met?" ”

“…… Remember. Cheng Xiaoyu said softly. It was that encounter that changed the fate of his life.

"Do you think that the original self and the current self are the same person?" Without waiting for Cheng Xiaoyu to answer, Lingyu raised her hand to stop him from speaking, "Don't sue me, I'm not hinting at anything from you." You take this question and think about it carefully. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu really closed his eyes and thought about it quietly. After a moment, he opened his eyes: "It's the same person." A resolute tone.

Lingyu asked, "In that case, why do you still have so many hesitations in your heart?" ”

"Hesitant ......," Cheng Xiaoyu muttered.

"Isn't that the life you aspire to? You want to have a bright identity, a name that you can call out, and relatives and friends who can be close to you. You obviously got it all, why did you hesitate? ”

"I ......" Cheng Xiaoyu intuitively wanted to defend himself, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't.

"Some people don't understand others, and some people don't even know themselves. You live the life you desire, but you doubt in your heart that your current self is fake, and you don't even believe in yourself, how can you strengthen your Dao heart? ”

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak for a long time.

He has been pursuing for more than ten years, but he can't figure out his heart. It's all right, why don't you dare to take that step? Obviously he has everything, why is he so scared? Is it something he is afraid of losing, or is it himself?

"Remember your choice when I asked you to pick a name?" Lingyu said quietly, "Laugh, filial piety, you chose filial piety." Laughter is for oneself, filial piety is for others. From that moment on, you have chosen your direction. You are afraid of your true self and the longing for yourself are two people...... I can only send you a Buddhist saying: In hell, the heart is towards Bodhi. (To be continued......)

PS: These two stories are: Zhou Gong is afraid of rumors, and Wang Mang is humble and not usurped.