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Yin Changge sighed slightly, but still lowered his head gently, in front of him was a real martial arts powerhouse, but also the master of an empire, and most importantly, his father in this life. Although this sentence is very zen, he does not seem to use this sentence to highlight himself.

In the eyes of others, he was just a small martial arts monk with a triple body realm, and saying such profound words might be a manifestation of expansion. Although others will praise this sentence in their hearts when they hear it, they are afraid that they will all show him some kind of ridicule and ridicule, because this is definitely not a threefold physical realm, or a sixteen-year-old boy can say it!

He didn't want to say anything more, even if he denied it, this was indeed what he said, in this world, in front of his father, Yin Changge thought that he didn't have such an esoteric life to satisfy the composition of his words.

"No, that's a good statement, I think it's really good."

Yin Shizun came to the other side of the desk, gently moved the paperweight on the table, slowly picked up the rice paper and held it in his hands, a faint fragrance of ink came, he looked up at Yin Changge and smiled: "When I was fifteen years old, I didn't have such an understanding as you. After a pause, he then smiled and nodded, "This is Zen, the epiphany of the Buddha." ”

As one of the three major schools of cultivation, the Buddha family is naturally admired. However, its cultivation is not the accumulation of martial arts, nor is it the refining of qi and transformation of gods in Taoism, it is a kind of epiphany. On weekdays, the Buddha family focuses on merit and meditation, but that realm is secondary, because if you have an epiphany, your cultivation will naturally advance by leaps and bounds.

In the previous dynasty, there was a peerless power of the Buddha family, who had not yet entered the realm of meditation at the age of eighty, and his blood began to decay because of old age, and his soul was already approaching twilight and obscure, and he was afraid that it would not take ten years to sit in meditation and die of old age and enter Tallinn. But I simply ate two catties of peach blossom cake in the temple, and I had an epiphany directly, and even broke the ten realms of meditation, the epiphany period, and the compassion realm of relics, and reached the fearless realm of compassion and the only one in heaven and earth!

This is a powerful existence that has been cultivated as a relic and has compassion and fearlessness, and one step further is the realm of the worldly venerable one! Even if it is a martial artist, it is also the innate golden pill, and the realm of the Taoist Yang God, it is also on the same level, and with a wave of his hand, it is the combat power that breaks through the sky for thousands of miles, and the mountains will collapse.

"Perhaps."

Nodding slightly, Yin Changge looked at the rice paper that was held in Yin Shizun's hands, but there was a strange feeling in his heart, he looked at his father with some doubts, and his face was no longer the always plain and unfazed face before, but it was full of relief and joy, and there was a faint apology, but it only flashed in a trance.

Whether it was when he was a child, or when he saw Yin Shizun a month ago, he was always a lonely man on the top, and the real imperial spirit, waving his hand and talking wantonly, made his experience of being a human being in two lives seem to have shrunk to a kind of extreme, and he can't give birth to the slightest disobedience, a kind of awe that can be felt from the depths of the soul and the depths of the blood.

But now his father is actually smiling at himself, it doesn't feel like a ninety-five honor, but like a gentleman from a scholarly family, talking extraordinary, modest and polite, as if he has the style of Confucianism, even if he teaches his son, it is a kind of Confucian elegance.

"Not perhaps, but definitely."

Yin Shizun shook his head, he gently put the rice paper aside, carefully sorted out the corners, as if he was treating everyone's calligraphy in the previous dynasty, and put it away carefully, but he still said with a sigh: "My words are too domineering, but it pollutes the Zen in this sentence, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

He said it was a pity, and he also carefully stored the rice paper in his hand, as if it was the most precious famous calligraphy. When he finished cleaning up, he raised his head and looked at Yin Changge, smiling slightly, a faint annual ring had already appeared between his eyebrows, but the wisps of silver added a bit of imperial prestige, but Yin Shizun smiled very gratifyingly: "It's also very good that you can have some insights into the Shi family, I am very happy." ”

"Thank you for your compliment."

Yin Changge opened his mouth, he looked at his father Yin Shizun in front of him, but the strangeness in his heart rose more and more, he was not a child, and he also had a bright light in his heart, he sighed or didn't speak, just nodded and said softly: "Father doesn't have to be like this." He looked at the snow-white rice paper that had been carefully packed up, and still shook his head and said, "Erchen is arrogant." ”

This is a sentence, Yin Changge doesn't want this sentence to become a tool for himself to highlight literature, although he reads it carefully, he really feels a deep Zen, but this is really not what he said, even if he has a feeling, it is also because of the combination with Cao Pi, and he feels the perception of the dawn of the country.

"After the Spring Festival, I plan to let you participate."

After cleaning up the desk with his own hands, Yin Shizun sat down slowly, looking at the respectful Yin Changge in front of him, but his eyes couldn't help but think about the inside of the study, a wooden door had been closed, but his gaze seemed to penetrate this obstacle, and he just shook his head slightly: "Exercising more is still good for the future." ”

"Do you want to show martial arts..."Yin Changge was slightly stunned, looked at Yin Shizun's straight appearance sitting on the chair, smiled or nodded: "Respect the will of the emperor." In his heart, he only had a small expectation for that great martial arts, but it was more of a strangeness, and he felt that his current father, Emperor Yin Shizun, seemed to be hiding something from him.

But Yin Changge doesn't care, now he has the True Three Kingdoms Warriors system, not to mention a big martial arts, even if it is a real battlefield, I am afraid that he has an absolute advantage. Whether it was Cao Pi or Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, or Lu Bu, they all came from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and ordinary battles were really nothing to Yin Changge.

"At that time, the three martial arts families will participate, which can be described as a grand event."

Looking at Yin Changge's immature appearance, Yin Shizun suddenly felt a little tired, gently pinched his eyebrows, and waved his hand towards Yin Changge with a smile: "It's nothing, those guys are still safe." Standing up slowly, he walked in the study, and just mentioned: "The demon and demon clans are tantamount to white-eyed wolves, and they need to be more careful." ”

Yin Changge nodded, just about to say something, but Yin Shizun in front of him slowly frowned, came to the bookshelf and picked up the Confucian essence again, smiled and said to Yin Changge: "Behave well." ”

"The retainers obey."

Seeing that Yin Shizun seemed to be reading a book again, Yin Changge also pursed his lips, this was already a signal that he was leaving, looking at the rice paper that had been put away, he couldn't help but shake his head lightly, lowered his head and said slowly: "Father, please read the book, and the son will retire first." ”

"Hmm." Yin Shizun nodded and agreed, and Yin Changge slowly withdrew from the study. However, when Yin Changge left the study, he put down the book in his hand, took a deep breath, and said slowly to the empty study: "Can't I talk more to my son?" ”

"It seems like there's too much talking."

An old voice sounded slowly, but the study was still empty, and Yin Shizun didn't care, he knew who this old voice was, but he clenched his fists, and there was a faint look of unwillingness on his face. But the old voice still spoke: "You still have to let go, after all, you are now the head of a country." ”

"Down? If it's really that easy to let go, that's great. ”

The corners of Yin Shizun's mouth curled up with a smile, but his white jade hand was clenched tightly, looking at the study in the void, the golden light in his eyes flickered slightly, his tone was angry, but still with a faint respect: "My father has become the emperor, of course, it is easy to say, I am now the emperor, but there are many things to think about!" ”

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