The poor tiger is still wearing that tiger-shaped mask, it seems to cry and laugh, it is crying for the suffering of the people in the world, it is laughing for the suffering of the people in the world...... Actually, it's just crying to itself and laughing at itself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiao Ling'er was still lying on her father's back, she hugged the neck of the tiger hard, she was thinking, it's good to be like this for the rest of her life, and she will always be with her father.....

The tiger walked very slowly, as if he was hesitating, maybe he didn't go this way........ But he still walked resolutely forward, for there was only one way left for him, and since he had come out of the river again, there had been only one way left for him.

After walking for a long time, Lianhu stopped, because there was a little Taoist priest in front of him. The little Taoist priest was looking at Lianhu and Xiao Ling'er with a smile, and when he saw the two of them stopping, he said with a smile: "Senior." ”

"Hey, little Taoist! Why are you again! Every time you make trouble with me!Hmph!" Xiao Ling'er looked at the little Taoist priest and couldn't help but snort coldly and blamed.

The little Taoist priest just shook his head when he heard this, and then said solemnly: "Probably you are going to be disappointed this time...... The little Taoist priest came for the sword this time. ”

Lianhu gently put the little bell down, and replied with a chuckle: "Ha~ It's a pity, the sword is dead, little Taoist, you have found the wrong person." ”

"No, no, no, heroes don't die..... The Dao heart will not be dusty..... So the little Taoist priest didn't look for the wrong person. The little Taoist priest said very firmly, and the Tao he firmly believed in his heart was the words that came out of his mouth now.

"Ha~" Another chuckle, the tiger took a few steps forward, and then said in a straight voice: "How can you stop me!"

"Ask!" As soon as the words came out, the wind from heaven came to earth again..... Immediately afterwards, I saw the little Taoist priest take a step forward and continue: "Qingyun Chuan, the one who shakes 90,000 miles, Peng!"

Dapeng flies 90,000 miles, it represents the big dream in the heart, it waves its huge wings, stirring up 3,000 miles of waves, it is coming!

"Qingyun Chuan, Pengteng 90,000 miles, why? The wind is also ......" The sound of the road is rising, flying 90,000 miles in the sky, this is the dream of every bird, why only Dapeng can, because it can go against the wind! People are the same, why do so many people in the world want to become big people, but only a few can succeed in the end! If you want to travel a thousand miles, you have to ask yourself what you rely on!

The wind rose, Jupeng took off, and the Dao Yin passed again: "Qingyun Chuan, insects and birds laugh at Peng, laugh at its big, laugh at its 90,000 li? And how can it be small? The cicada does not know the age, the morning fungus does not know the obscurity, and the small one; there are ghosts in the south of Chu, and the five hundred years old is the spring, and the five hundred years old is the autumn; in ancient times, there are those who have the big chun, and the eight thousand years old are the spring, and the eight thousand years old are the autumn. This big year also. ”

With the sound of the Dao, the little Daoist's heart flew up to the Nine Heavens again. People who climb to the heights will be able to see the scenery of the world, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth are only in a glance, and the red dust in the world will pass away with the wind, so those who climb high will be able to be at ease!

The wind is coming! The wind above the nine heavens can blow away everything in the world! But it can't blow away the people in front of it today....... I saw the tiger standing in the wind, no matter how the wind blew for nine days, he was motionless, all he could see was the tiger's fiery robe flying in the wind.

At this time, the poor tiger in the wind asked softly: "Are you tired, are you bitter?"

"Are you tired, are you bitter?" and the two questions fell on the little Taoist priest's ears and in his heart...... Whether it is saving the world, saving the rivers and lakes, or pursuing freedom, everything has a price, the more you want, the more you suffer, and the more you want, the more tired you are.

In the past, the little Taoist priest had never thought about this question, because if you want to be free, you have to ascend to the Nine Heavens, so that no one and no rules can bind you...... It's just that everybody knows about the freedom above the nine heavens, but the tribulation of ascending to the nine heavens is more intense than the next eighteen hells. Later, he took the path of the master and his brothers, running around for the world, suffering for the world.... It turns out that there is another road in this world that is more difficult than the pursuit of freedom, and that is to seek freedom for the people of the world.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest was deep in thought, the little Taoist continued: "The way of the big and the small, you see how big the sun and the moon are in that day, but when they are in the sky, have the small torches in the ground ever been extinguished? When a man is thirsty, the water he drinks is only the amount that can quench his thirst! The wren builds a nest in the deep forest, and only needs a branch! The things that the beings in the world ask for are not big or small, but appropriate. ”

Without waiting for the little Taoist priest to reply, Pian Hu continued to take a step forward and said, "Now you have a Tao in your heart, and you worry all day about whether it can succeed and whether it can fly above the Nine Heavens. Why don't you just let your Tao go up to the nine heavens, or fly comfortably on the branches, or fly in the fields, or fly among the wild flowers, and hover beside you at will, so that your Tao will not be sorrowful about whether it will go to the nine heavens, and whether it will be successful, and nothing will hurt it. It's of no use, and where is the hardship?"

After the last sentence fell, the wind in the sky stopped, but it never returned for nine days, and it blew to every corner of the world, in the branches, in the fields, and among the flowers.

At this moment, the little Taoist priest is constantly reciting the ,......six words "If you don't ask, it's useless, you won't be bitter!" It turned out that the freedom he had been pursuing was wrong, and he always thought that if he wanted to get it, he had to climb to a high place, and the highest place in the world was above the nine heavens....... It turns out that MEmu is not like this......

If the Tao is wrong, the heart of the Dao will be cracked..... Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the little Taoist priest. Then the little Taoist priest's eyes were dull, he couldn't find his way, he couldn't find his way.

"Hey..... It's up to you whether it succeeds or doesn't. Seeing this, the poor tiger sighed, and continued to walk forward with Xiao Ling'er on his back.

In the wind and snow, there were a few words of conversation between father and daughter.

"Daddy, that stupid Taoist priest doesn't know what his name is.... Ling'er has known him for a long time. ”

"Wudang.... Zhang Junbao. ”

"How do you know?"

"The Wind Tells Me ......."

"Wudang!Wudang!" These two words reached the ears of the sluggish little Taoist priest, and he ran away with a smile and a smile, and kept reading "Wudang!"