The crazy old man suddenly mentioned this question, which made Nie Yan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and then there was an indescribable sting.

This kind of unhappiness made him can't help but pour a few handfuls of water on his face, pout, and angrily don't answer the crazy old question.

If you don't mention something, it doesn't mean you forget it.

How could Nie Yan forget that the master said that he would go down the mountain after opening Su Hui? How can I forget that night, the spring rain was slightly cold, I couldn't sleep all night, and I sat in front of the windowsill all night.

He didn't answer, and the crazy old man didn't ask.

It's as if the clothes in your hands are the most important thing.

Nie Yan looked angry, and couldn't help but snatch his shirt, but he didn't want to use a little more force, and the opening that had just been sewn was torn up a little more.

"You!" The crazy old man, who had always been calm, finally couldn't help but show a trace of anger.

Nie Yan's fiery temperament had already come out now, and he said fearlessly in the face of his master's anger: "If you don't abandon me and drive me down the mountain? How could I leave you?! Over the years, I have been ignoring it, practicing hard, and not forgetting the character you care about, hoping that one day you can remember my master-apprentice relationship, don't have this kind of thought, so that I can serve you for a long time. But after all, your heart is as hard as a stone, is this the only way to show that you are a cultivator who can cut off the seven emotions and six desires and break through the red dust? ”

When Nie Yan said this, he frowned, and he was about to get angry, but when he saw his red eyes, he sighed after all.

The torn clothes were carefully put away in the bamboo basket.

Nie Yan stood up from the small pool, couldn't hold back the pain and anger in his heart, grabbed the clothes and threw them into the small pool that was still steaming, and said, "Well, one of my disciples may not be as important as this dress in your eyes!" Why don't you let the clothes of everyone in this small Dao realm be cut, and let these tattered clothes be left to your self-cultivation? ”

The crazy old man didn't care about Nie Yan, he just jumped into the pool, picked up the small shirt, and said: "As a teacher, you often let you cultivate your self-cultivation, all because your temperament is as fierce as fire, violent and untamable!" Originally, this kind of heart is definitely not suitable for practicing my killing technique, but because you rarely have a pure heart, your heart is pure! Maybe heaven and earth need a person like you who dares to kill like you to be jealous and hateful to support righteousness. ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao had already walked up from the pool, and he didn't care about his clothes, but looked at Nie Yan and said word by word: "But I am your master, not heaven and earth." You uphold justice and have the innocent people of the world in mind, and I will be proud of you. But for me, I don't need a disciple like that to make me proud. I'm worried that if you are so temperamental, you will inevitably do things that you will regret, and then you will have heartache and be uncomfortable as a teacher. It is because of this that you will be able to cultivate your self-cultivation. ”

"Master!" Nie Yan wiped his eyes fiercely, but his already handsome face could not hide the sadness.

If you treat me like this, how can you bear to drive me down the mountain?

This picture seems to carry a double heartache. It seems that this kind of sadness cannot be escaped in all lives, and even more regrets.

The crazy old man ignored Nie Yan, and just held the shirt in his hand in front of Nie Yan: "Can you guarantee that if you throw away this shirt today, you will not regret it in the future?" Remember today's events, and don't expect you to think twice in the future, and think rationally in every way, it's not your character in the first place. But I hope that since you are already such a character, you must dare to love and hate, dare to make mistakes and dare to admit, and since you are already that fire, you must have the momentum that is all over the sky and has no regrets. ”

Nie Yan still didn't know what this shirt represented? But Master's words were solemnly remembered in my heart.

But the crazy old man is a little interested, and he doesn't seem to want to say anything more? After packing up the bamboo basket, he left the backyard, but before stepping out of the yard, he suddenly turned around and looked at Nie Yan: "Do you remember what your biggest wish was when you were a child?" ”

"Slay demons and become the hero who kills the demons in the world." Nie Yan didn't understand why Master mentioned this, but he subconsciously muttered to himself, as if it was an instinct.

"Now, you don't talk about it very much, but it's not like instinct, and you haven't forgotten it?" The crazy old man looked at Nie Yan with deep eyes, then shook his head and said: "But you must not be that hero, your heart is like that blank paper, what you encounter at the beginning, what will be contaminated." Exquisitely clear, dirt naturally can't be contaminated, but how can that love be dirt? ”

"Master, what are you talking about?" Nie Yan clearly doesn't understand the words of the crazy old way, but he only says that there seems to be something wrong with the master today?

The crazy old man shook his head: "You will remember soon." And I once stayed out of the side to see you, I was sad, and I got along for more than ten years, and you also brought me into it. I may go to the next level, or I may be stuck here in this life, but these years, I can talk to you early as a teacher, and I have no regrets for my teacher. ”

"Master," Nie Yan muttered.

The crazy old man had already left, leaving only the wooden door in the backyard creaking, as if it also wanted to tell the story of the master and apprentice in this stone cliff courtyard over the years.

As the winter snow melts, the vitality of spring slowly comes.

Nie Yan was born at the intersection of winter and spring, and in a blink of an eye, he was already fifteen years old.

Today, the trace of the master is becoming more and more difficult to see, and many trivial matters in life are even asked to Uncle Xu's Taoist boy to take care of Nie Yan.

It's just because he wants to wholeheartedly go to the Ancestral Mountain, the center of the Xiaodao Realm, for Nie Yan's first Kaisu Hui, and Xiaolong Peak to make that preparation.

Kaisu Hui is undoubtedly the number one thing in the small dao world.

Those who can become cultivators in this life are all those who have talent, spiritual roots, and wisdom, otherwise it would be impossible to embark on the path of cultivators.

What's more, the small path realm is full of those top cultivators?

And what is Su Hui? It is the wisdom and experience accumulated in several lifetimes, and the wisdom of the mind is not necessarily to remember what the past events and all kinds of past lives!

But it is to develop the strengths accumulated over several generations and make full use of them.

No matter how bad it is, it will improve your understanding and wisdom!

However, there are different ways of manifesting Xiàn, some people may only improve their understanding by opening Suhui several times, while others can see through the past and gain more understanding and wisdom after opening Suhui two or three times.

But few people can get something from opening Suhui for the first time around the age of 15.

Nie Yan didn't understand why Master cared so much about his enlightenment this time, after all, it was the first time! I don't understand why Master chose to let him go down the mountain at this time?

Thinking of this incident, Nie Yan felt that he was in a hurry, and when he went down the mountain, he didn't know when he would be able to return to this small realm?

After that conversation, Nie Yan no longer had any resentment in his heart, only guessing that the master might have another deep meaning and unknown? It's just that I secretly made up my mind that I must do that earth-shattering thing, return to the mountain as soon as possible, cultivate from now on, and live a dull life, staying by the master's side.

At this time, the boy of Uncle Xu's family had already brought a fresh mountain spring and poured it into the boiling bone broth.

wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, smelled the aroma of the bone soup with some intoxication, turned his head and said to Nie Yan with a smile: "Brother Nie, I really envy you, the regulations in the mountain gate are not only much higher than those of the gate, but the deep bone soup has been soaked for several years at this age. ”

Nie Yan was studying and comprehending a book of magic, and when he heard this little boy mention it, he couldn't help but put down the book in his hand, and asked with some curiosity: "It's just a rule, I don't know how much more I have?" What does it stand for? But this bone broth is only one of the nine soups, and there are eight other kinds, is it a novelty? ”

"Brother Nie, what's the novelty here?! This is clearly precious! Don't look at the nine soups in the mountain gate, but these nine soups are the 'heavenly square' handed down by the legendary ancient witches, even if the uncle, the uncle-level person, has to soak once a year, it is considered a luxury. When I arrived at Shizu, Shishuzu's generation could soak once a month, which was also a great opportunity. On the same day, the ancestor opened the secret room of the mountain gate and asked your master to choose one of the nine soups for you, which had already shaken the mountain gate. But I don't know why your master chose the next three soups. As soon as the boy talked about this secret past, he gushed endlessly.

But Nie Yan was stunned on the spot.

He thought that he had no sense of existence in this small Taoist world, and often he couldn't even shirk the sermons of his ancestors, and he didn't know a few disciples, but he didn't want his master to attach so much importance to him?

It's just that Nie Yan thought of this, and couldn't help but look up and ask, "What is the next three soups?" ”

"The lower three soups refer to the nine soups that act on the body, but don't cultivators pay more attention to the 'spirit' aspect? If you want to choose, then the next three soups are inevitably a bit chicken, I don't know why your master made this choice? As he spoke, the boy was also puzzled, and poured another bucket of mountain spring water into the soup.

Nie Yan was completely speechless, it seems that the master doesn't know how much he is hiding from himself? What is the choice of the three soups for?

Don't you have to be enlightened before you tell yourself thoroughly?

But that boy was a child, a little talkative, and couldn't help but say again: "But Brother Nie, you also deserve this treatment." I heard from the Venerable Master of my family (Master Xu) that you are the child of destiny. ”

The son of destiny, could it be the reason why the master wants to go down the mountain by himself?

Nie Yan seemed to have some answers in his heart, but after all, he was not sure, he could only hide it in his heart.

Now, when Mo said to ask Master, he said that he didn't talk about this question but didn't even see Master's figure.

And so it passed for another ten days.

The mad Daoist finally returned to the top of the stone cliff, and Nie Yan, who had not seen him for almost a month, suddenly found that the master standing at the door at the moment seemed to have aged more than ten years.

"Yan'er, tomorrow will be the day you will be enlightened." The master was a little haggard, and even his voice looked tired, but the first thing he said was like this.