Qin Zhiyong walked out of the room, Sun Qian followed, and said, "Big brother, is my master okay?" ”

Qin Zhiyong shook his head and said, "People's hearts are the most difficult to predict. ”

Ning Zhongze's current situation is more troublesome than that of autistic people.

The mind is easy to recede.

The mind of the sage Buddha, as soon as he retreats, will fall into the mortal dust and become a mortal, let alone an ordinary person.

If he wants to subdue his heart, Qin Zhiyong can't do it yet.

The human mind changes all the time, and the thoughts in the morning are different from those at noon, and the thoughts at noon are different from those at night.

Qin Zhiyong is a master of psychology, and he knows better than anyone the fickleness of the mind.

Ning Zhong is in this situation, even if she wakes it up, as long as her mind changes, her mind will be addicted to memories again.

Sun Qian said: "Is there no other way? ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "At present, there is no better way. Qian'er, you bring pen and ink, I will write two words and put them in Ning Nuxia's room. I hope it can have the effect of warming her mind. ”

Sun Qian said, "Big brother, come to my study." ”

Qin Zhiyong nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Come to the study.

Sun Qian took out rice paper and pen and ink.

Qin Zhiyong lifted the pen, closed his eyes, and brewed emotions. If you want to write well, for Qin Zhiyong, it is more difficult than practicing fist and foot kung fu.

Sun Qian stood behind Qin Zhiyong. She felt that Qin Zhiyong's temperament was as calm as water, and when she stood next to him, there was no irritability in her heart.

After about half a burnt incense, Qin Zhiyong opened his eyes. Sun Qian found that his eyes were particularly bright, his gaze was extremely focused, and he was obviously truly engrossed.

Qin Zhiyong put down his pen and wrote two big characters in italics, "Tranquility", on rice paper.

Qin Zhiyong put down the brush, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "These two words are barely done." ”

With Qin Zhiyong's physical strength and spirit, even if he fought for three hours in the army, he would not sweat. But he only wrote two words, and he sweated. It can be seen that these two words of his are not written casually, but are infused with spirit, that is, they are written with painstaking efforts.

When Qin Zhiyong was writing just now, the pen was very light and done in one go, but it was strong through the back of the paper, and the handwriting gave people a feeling of being extremely heavy.

Sun Qian stared at the two words "tranquility" on the rice paper, and felt that the impetuousness in the study was all suppressed. She felt refreshed, like drinking a glass of ice water on a dog day.

Standing in front of these two words, even breathing became smoother, and the qi and blood were much more lively.

"Big brother, your two words can not only warm the spirit, but also have the effect of easy tendon and marrow washing." Sun Qian said, "If you look at these two words a few times a day, I am afraid that you can live for ten more years." It's remarkable. I'm just now able to understand a little bit of the true meaning of my practice. Practicing martial arts swordsmanship is practice, but practicing is more than martial arts swordsmanship. ”

If the practice is just martial arts, then it is too superficial.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Qian'er, you practice hard and improve your state of mind, what I can do, you can do in the future." Frame these two words and hang them in Ning Nuxia's room. ”

Sun Qian nodded, took two steps forward, and went to get the rice paper on the desk.

"Huh?"

Sun Qian showed a surprised expression on her face: "It's so heavy! It is said that in ancient times, there were some great Confucians, and the words written could reach the weight of a thousand catties. I always thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true! ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Of course it's a legend. Even if it is written by a saint, it is impossible to really reach a thousand pounds. You feel heavy because your mind is disturbed by these two words and has a delusion. You close your eyes and try again to see if the rice paper weighs heavy? ”

Sun Qian closed her eyes, and the "weight" on the rice paper suddenly disappeared and became light.

Sun Qian opened her eyes again, staring at the word "tranquility", and felt that the rice paper in her hand weighed thousands of pounds.

Sun Qian smiled and said, "Magical." Big brother, I'm going to make a plaque and frame the words now. ”

The preciousness of these two words written by Qin Zhiyong is no weaker than that of the peerless martial arts cheats. Sun Qian must be well protected. These two words may cure Master's heart disease, and it can also improve one's state of mind cultivation.

…………

Qin Zhiyong walked out of the study and ran into Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's mood was much calmer than before.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Lin Pingzhi, what do you think now?" ”

When Lin Pingzhi arrived in Huashan, he was a little touched when he saw Ning Zhong's emaciated and miserable appearance. Now it seems that Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze, and Yue Lingshan may not be luckier than themselves.

The culprits who caused the destruction of the Lin family, Yu Canghai, Mu Gaofeng, and Yue Buqun are all dead.

Lin Pingzhi said calmly: "I don't have any ideas. It's all karma. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "In this way, it seems that you have let go of the grudge in your heart and are relieved. Go back to Fuzhou City. With your martial arts and swordsmanship, it is not difficult to rebuild the Fuwei dart game. ”

Lin Pingzhi clasped his hands together and said, "No." Since the Fuwei Dart Game has perished, there is no point in rebuilding it. My great-grandfather, Lin Yuantu, was a disciple of Southern Shaolin when he was a teenager. I'm going to go to Southern Shaolin to become a monk. ”

The Lin family's old house in Xiangyang Lane has collected many Buddhist scriptures, all of which were collected by Lin Yuantu. Lin Pingzhi was nurtured by Buddhism when he was a child.

Now that he has let go of his hatred and plans to go to Southern Shaolin to become a monk, Qin Zhiyong does not find it strange.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Do you really want to become a monk and practice? ”

Lin Pingzhi said: "I'm already in the dust. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Then I'll send you to Southern Shaolin." ”

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said, "No." I'll just go myself. Lord Qin, thank you for teaching me over the past two years. It's a pity that Lin Pingzhi's wisdom is shallow, and his mind is blinded by resentment, and I haven't listened to your words. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "It's not too late to wake up now. ”

Lin Pingzhi bowed respectfully to Qin Zhiyong, then left Huashan and rushed to Shaolin South.

…………

Qin Zhiyong lived in Huashan for nearly a month.

Because of the word "tranquility", Ning Zhongze's spirit is still calm, and his body is gradually recovering.

In addition to dealing with the affairs in the rivers and lakes, Sun Qian is also sorting out the martial arts and swordsmanship of the Huashan faction.

The background of the Huashan faction is not as good as that of Wudang and Shaolin, and the exercises in the sect are a little messy. Sorting out the exercises can better allow the disciples to cultivate and let them take fewer detours.

Sun Qian classified the martial arts of the Huashan School into "Internal Strength", "Boxing", and "Swordsmanship".

Sun Qian took the sorted exercises, found Qin Zhiyong, and said, "Big brother, help me see, are there any problems with these exercises I have organized?" ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "I'm not from the Huashan faction, it's not good to look through the martial arts secrets of your sect." ”

Sun Qian smiled and said, "With your martial arts attainments, do you still care about these?" Maybe you won't care about Shaolin Wudang's exercises. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "I don't care. But don't you Huashan faction care? ”

Qin Zhiyong took the exercises and flipped through them, and there were several unreasonable places in them. But overall, it's still good. It shows that Sun Qian sorted out these exercises with her heart.

Sun Qian sighed and said, "After the head of the sect passed away, Zixia's divine skills were lost. I searched all the rooms of the Huashan faction, but I didn't find "Zixia Divine Skill". ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "It's a pity that Zixia's divine skills are lost. Qian'er, tomorrow the people I am waiting for will come to Huashan. When the time comes, I will compete with her, and if you are interested, you can come and watch the fight. ”

Sun Qian was surprised: "Dare to find your eldest brother to compete?" Could it be that this person is ...... Undefeated in the East? ”

At present, the only strong person who can compete with Qin Zhiyong is Dongfang Undefeated.

Qin Zhiyong nodded and said, "Yes, it is Dongfang who is undefeated." ”