After all, he has been a mortal for a longer time, and Luo Yu does not reject this natural attitude to life in his heart, but at the same time, there is another voice in his head that keeps telling him, I don't have to worry about my own life, he must do his best to gain power, and then control everything.

Because whether suffering is seen as a test, to pay off a debt, or as an essential part of life, the so-called wisdom of life is based on the premise that mortals are powerless to change their fate.

And once you start to practice, you are fighting with the heavens, fighting with your fate, and the monks' favorite thing to do is to change their lives against the heavens, and they are used to using their strength to solve problems and get the results they want.

The old man looked at Luoyu's entanglement in his eyes and said with a smile: "You see, this is the reason for the suffering of today's monks. The root cause is that everyone mistakenly thinks that their fate is predetermined, so they always resent the injustice of heaven and make people worse. ”

Luoyu looked dazed, thinking to himself, isn't it?

The old man understood his doubts and said calmly: "The ancestors of our clan said that the trajectory of our lives is determined by God. You should know which god it is, right?"

Another subversion of cognitive theory, Luo Yu couldn't help frowning.

If he could have happily denied this absurd statement before today, but now that the prayer nerve really worked on him, he would not dare to deny it easily. He just felt that a lot of what he had known and believed before had begun to crumble tonight.

"Our vision is too low to distinguish between good and bad and good at all. What you think is good now may not be good in the future, and what you think is bad now may not necessarily be bad in the future. ”

The old man said abruptly: "To put it bluntly, it is really difficult to judge the good or bad in this world, our vision is short-sighted, and our minds are confused, how can we understand the deep meaning of God?"

A wave of wavering flashed in his eyes, and Luo Yu said tentatively: "Then you mean that fate will unfold on its own, and we just need to follow our hearts?"

"Exactly. The old man nodded and said, "Whether it should be only in your heart, whether it is worth it or not is only clear to you." ”

"Regardless of the results?"

"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. ”

Luoyu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually calmed down.

Recently, he often felt that his mind was numb, and many thoughts always popped up involuntarily, such as the ten years that Elder Li said, such as the man in white and the relief mural that he regarded as the most treasure, and more and more clues about the imminent comeback of the exotic evil god......

In addition, many images of the past will occasionally flash in front of him, making him unconsciously wonder if he has missed something, or can't help but imagine the future development and outcome of something.

These doubts are like extremely unstable seeds, leaving fragile flaws in his state of mind.

At the end of the day, these are just some unchangeable pasts, or unpredictable futures. Irritability is just the realization that you can't control everything.

If you can be reckless, let go and do what you feel you should do...... With his newfound understanding, it is to trust the trajectory of life that "God" has planned wholeheartedly, and he just needs to take every step of the way.

This is a simple and relaxed attitude towards life, and this time, it is no longer an empty psychological comfort.

Many times, it only takes a moment of effort to go from irritable to relaxed, and Luoyu is in a good mood, and his thoughts begin to be more lively.

His eyes rolled twice, and he immediately had a new idea, and he couldn't help but rub his hands: "By the way, what is the ruin you just mentioned?"

The old man snorted lightly, "That is a continent that was shattered in the Guyu Holy War, it was originally a part of the Ancient Eastern Continent, and now it is floating in the depths of the East China Sea.

"I know what you're asking, I'm very familiar with it and can be sure there's no grass there. If so, I picked it back early in the morning, can I still keep it for someone else?"

Luoyu's breath was suffocated, and he reluctantly gave up the little luck in his heart. Looking at the ancient books piled up in the tea shed and not having time to study, and then looking at the darkening sky, no matter how anxious he was, he could only wait until tomorrow.

Sitting alone by the pond refilled with clear water for half a night, Luo Yu finally succeeded in summoning an invisible heavenly fire out of thin air a foot in front of his chest.

The result of sitting for half a night was that the invisible heavenly fire finally did not randomly emerge from a certain part of his body, burning him into a large hole.

Repairing a large area of wounds requires the consumption of spiritual power and life force, and the wear and tear of half a night has made him feel unbearable. Now his face is as white as paper, his breath is weak, his spiritual power is exhausted, and his mind is tired, which is a rare exhaustion since he cultivated.

He was tired of just summoning the Heavenly Fire a few times, and he couldn't imagine how many times he would be burned by mistake in the process of practicing and using it in the future.

Luo Yu couldn't help but wonder how the little guy cultivated the prayer nerves, and she couldn't repair her body at will like him. The injuries he made himself, every one of them was fatal on Yuan Yu's body, could it be that she hadn't made a mistake when she practiced before?

Filled with confusion, Luo Yu dissipated the invisible heavenly fire and turned to meditation and cultivation, because he discovered the transience and preciousness of the day, so he was determined to recover before dawn.

In the days that followed, Luo Yu basically spent his time controlling the Invisible Heavenly Fire and flipping through ancient books.

Most of the time, he would stay in the tea shed and listen to Yuan Qian translate the heavenly books that he couldn't read.

Yuan Yu never left the valley, and her only pleasure was reading, from bone tablets and stone carvings to scrolls and jade slips, she didn't know how many times she had read everything that recorded words. As long as she talks about a certain force and a clue, she can immediately find all the relevant information in other books.

In Luoyu's eyes, the task like looking for a needle in a haystack is as easy as a game for Yuan Yu. She often sat at the table and ate and played, and called the egret to find all kinds of books.

Luoyu only needs to listen, think, ask questions, and record, and the huge project that once daunted him is refreshing the progress at a rapid pace every day.

Because of this, Yuan Yu occasionally looks very cute when he mentions the storage grass in a daze.

In addition to flipping books, Yuan actually prefers to drag him to sit by the river and practice various applications of praying nerves.

One of the most common scenes is that Yuan Yu directs the five-colored light to change into various shapes, and a certain colorless flame that is learning to transform burns to a certain part of Luoyu, causing a scream and an exclamation.

Luoyu's most surprising thing is always the intimate cooperation between the multicolored light and Yuan Yu, the Tiantian Stone is obedient to her, and never hurts her by mistake, even if she is held in her hand and draped on her body, the colored light always keeps a distance of half an inch from her skin.

And Yuan Yu's explanation for this is "pay sincerely, and live with it".

In the past ten years, as well as the days when she was injured and fell asleep in the clan before, Yuan Yu would memorize the prayer nerve dozens of times every day, and practice dozens of times, and every time she would take the initiative to cultivate a relationship with the Heavenly Stone, as if she was telling her heart to a good friend, even if she couldn't get any answer.

According to Yuan Yu, as long as she persists in this way, she will have feelings and tacit understanding with her over time, and many times she only needs to move her mind, and the Tiantian Stone will automatically cooperate, and she will no longer need to recite lengthy prayers.

This is undoubtedly another piece of good news for Luoyu, because he is no stranger to repeating this stupid method constantly, and after more than a month of adaptation, he does not have much doubt about the practice of "heart-to-heart" with the invisible heavenly fire.