Wake up on Tuesday, this is the rule between heaven and earth. Just like rain and thunder in summer and frost in winter, it cannot be changed, only adapted. But "there is more corn to feed pigs and chickens on weekdays, but it still has other uses, such as selling corn to places where corn is rarely produced......" said Tuesday, crying.

Because it was only at this moment that he discovered that the higher-level cultivation method that he had been asking for was always fantasized that there was a mantra that pointed directly to his heart and a mantra that condensed the aura of heaven and earth, but it was not as good as the few words of the old Zheng Tou. Tuesday never thought that those truths that seem ordinary and ordinary to the understanding of children will bring so much understanding once they are combined with spiritual practice.

Watching Tuesday immediately sit down, all hearts are up. Li Zhuliang nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Wei Fei and said, "Little brother, do you understand?" ”

"How did he get it?" As soon as the girl Nivazi opened her mouth, she was immediately forced back by Li Zhuliang's stern gaze.

"Since it's a begging, the younger generation always thinks that it's more sincere." Wei Fei looked at Li Zhuliang and said, "Old Zheng Tou has gone through all natural disasters and man-made disasters in his life, and his comprehension in the world may have reached the extreme. "No one can deny this sentence, an old man who has lived for nearly a hundred years, what else can't see through this world?" It turns out that the comprehension of morality by the predecessors has also reached such a point. Wei Fei couldn't help but sigh.

Li Zhuliang laughed, "Sure enough, I had already guessed how far the little brother's realm cultivation had reached, but I still didn't expect that it was not under Li's decades of penance, or even higher. After laughing twice, Li Zhuliang fell silent.

After a long time, Li Zhuliang's eyes saw Nivazi again on Tuesday, and his voice was a little ethereal. I don't know if it's for Tuesday Nivazi or for myself, "Many years ago, when I explored the mystery of Fengyangmen's mountain-moving technique, I thought about what Daomen was. What is Taoism and what is cultivation? “

He looked at Wei Fei, "The so-called Dao Gate, this is the general name of the cultivation world, and it should be unmistakable. As for Taoism, it lies in heaven and earth, and the magic power that can express the rules of heaven and earth is the technique. One technique, but there are ten thousand methods. There is only one way, so Li has more understanding of cultivation. “

The clouds in the western sky gradually dissipated, and the children in the clearing in front of the valley did not know where to go. The two of them were still whispering softly under the big tree, but the professor on his back seemed to be a little uneasy, looking at Li Zhuliang and the others from time to time, while the old Zheng Tou was holding a cigarette pouch in his mouth, taking a deep breath, and spit out lightly. It's as if I didn't see them at all.

"People in the world often talk about monasticism, but what exactly is monasticism? I had an epiphany. It is the heart that is cultivated. Where the heart desires, is where the Tao goes. After saying these few words, Li Zhuliang's face flashed with a decisive light, but this kind of power of faith from his heart did not trigger a reaction in his words that seemed to move the heavens and the earth.

"Just now it seems. The seniors didn't seem to have touched the heart of the Dao, otherwise, the Miao Gu Sect would only be between the thoughts of the seniors. Wei Fei sighed, he looked at the old man under the big tree. I have already understood that Li Zhuliang just said that what is practiced is the original heart, but what is the heart?

The heart is the instinctive response to everything in the world. In other words, life is a practice. Seeing birth, old age, sickness and death, watching the cycle of years, watching white-haired people say goodbye to black-haired, watching the world change, watching spring go to summer, autumn and return to winter solstice.

Lao Zheng Tou has seen all the vicissitudes of the world, so all kinds of the world have become insignificant in his eyes, whether it is joys and sorrows, whether it is birth, old age, sickness and death, his life can be said to be better than the countless lives of people in the Daomen.

Because of his feelings, because of his experience. Because life is a practice.

Once he had an epiphany, he could set foot in the world. And now the opportunity for him to have an epiphany seems to have come to him.

Lao Zheng squinted his eyes, his gaze slowly swept over the cornfield like a blue ocean, swept the open space in front of the valley, through the old tree, through the row of bungalows, and finally landed on the distant mountain, "I really don't want to leave like this...... "He has been in the world for nearly a hundred years, and has lived in this valley for decades, but he still feels that he has not seen enough of the grass and trees here.

Lao Zheng Tou's real age is much older than he seems on the surface, he is already over ninety, as for whether it is ninety-eight or ninety-nine? He really couldn't remember. He only knew that when he was very young, he left his family with his family, and his childhood was gone.

Forgot the joy of childhood, but Lao Zheng Tou seems to remember the anger of his youth. In those years of war, the whole world was in turmoil, and he was confused and angry. Confused by not knowing where his beliefs are, angry at the division of his homeland.

The reason why people are human is because they have seven emotions and six desires. Lao Zheng Tou continued to squint, silent in the memories of his life. After confusion and anger, he tasted pain. It's real pain. He finally lost a home, and that was because in the war, his parents, his family, were reduced to ashes in a single shell.

In the years that followed, Lao Zheng Tou joined the army to kill the enemy, he accumulated a lot of blood, he killed and killed the past, and suddenly found that he was killing and killing, killing people like himself.

So he turned and left, and in some unnamed town, he kept his promise and stayed by the side of an ordinary woman.

After experiencing the boredom of childhood, walking through the ignorance of youth, and entering middle age, the old Zheng Tou thought that the war was gone, but hunger followed. Death came so suddenly, and so naturally. They all died overnight, leaving nothing but a mess of the world.

Joys and sorrows, life and death pains! Old Zheng Tou slowly stood up.

There is about life and death, and since I watched her leave silently that year, I know that I am worried. Even earlier, watching the whole family disappear in the artillery fire, and then watching the comrades keep leaving on the battlefield, but worrying is not the same as life and death.

Or maybe there is a promise, he passed by a small town that year and met an ordinary woman, and he promised that he would definitely come back. The woman said, if you come back, we'll live like this for the rest of our lives. Then he promised to come, but the woman died first.

Later, he lived in seclusion in this valley, where rice was still grown, but one day, he and her descendants died in a car accident. The so-called white-haired man sends the black-haired man, he has children when he is old, and he has children and grandchildren. So in front of the valley, there were only a few small lives dancing. (To be continued.) )

PS: I am so satisfied that I have finally written this chapter, and I have been writing since the sixth part, and this chapter is in my head, and now that I have finally written it, I am very satisfied. Looking back, I also think Li Tiekou, who is still in the preface, is good, and I hope everyone is satisfied.