10,000 years ago, tens of thousands of people appeared out of thin air in the Ancient Continent, and the arrival of these people swept away the Ancient Wastes who were killed everywhere, first of all, the literati who were mainly debaters, they didn't know how to practice, and they were not good at killing, but just with that mouth, they could make the entire Ancient Continent turbulent, some people said that no matter how powerful the monk's sword weapon was, it was not as good as the mouth of the literati, the monk killed people, and the literati punished the heart.

It is true that the ancient continent is respected by the strong, but few people dare to underestimate those well-mannered literati, they read the books of sages and sages, talk about hundreds of schools, and they are already killing people with their mouths.

Since then, the status of these literati has risen even higher in the Ancient Continent, and even various sects and Daomen who seek immortality have invited them to debate this great road of immortality.

This self-cultivation is to bring oneself to a state of perfection in body and mind. Over the years, how many people in the literary world have brainstormed, with noble personality and extreme tenacity, making this self-cultivation a series of its own, so that it can be passed on for a long time.

Whether it is self-cultivation or something else, it is fundamental to learn it, use it, and finally gain wisdom.

But then again, how many people throughout the ages have been flaunting certain banners, flaunting benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they are doing that dark thing?

Lin Luo doesn't need Zile to talk to him about self-cultivation, or that he doesn't necessarily know less than Zile, those big truths, it is estimated that he can talk for a small day, staring at Zile with some fun, this man in white looks quite good and can really be called polite, thick eyebrows and big eyes, gentle and elegant, even this clothes are very exquisite, if it weren't for the weirdness of this small courtyard, he wouldn't have doubted this person if he was killed.

But this Zile was determined to talk about it, and slammed the book that he probably hadn't turned over many times back and forth in the palm of his hand a few times, and then said: "Xiaosheng thinks that this self-cultivation is righteous people's hearts, and this cultivation is righteous conduct." Brother Tai agrees with this?"

Lin Luo has no spare time to say this, what he cares about is Zile, the black girl can't see it, but he can see it clearly, the meandering stream outside this small courtyard is not a real stream, but is transformed by aura, and this Zile seems to be the same age as himself, but according to him, I don't know how many years of life the old guy is, the small courtyard appeared here so abruptly, this person was obviously waiting for himself, so there was nothing to hide at that time, I was afraid that I couldn't hide.

Seeing Lin Luo looking at himself with a little interest, Zile examined himself, and then asked, "Brother Tai, is there anything wrong?"

Lin Luo got up, also with his hands behind his back, walked to the fence, and said with a smile: "Brother Zile, this self-cultivation should be right, but this self-cultivation is both righteous and upright, is everything you do, no matter how big or small, is it all self-cultivation and self-cultivation?"

Zile said with a serious face: "Of course." ”

Lin Luo stretched out his hand to pick a wild flower clinging to the fence, smelled it a few times, and said, "In that case, is there something wrong with Brother Zile's behavior?"

Zile was surprised, "Oh, what do you say?"

"Brother Zile said this way of guest of honor before, but Brother Zile is afraid that he still doesn't know what my name is?"

Zile patted his head, "Hey, it's really disrespectful, Xiaosheng apologized for this," he said, and he bowed deeply again, and said apologetically: "Dare to ask this brother's name?"

Lin Luo threw the wildflower on the ground and said curiously, "You really don't know?"

Zile shook his head apologetically, "Xiaosheng really doesn't know. ”

The black girl sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, holding her chin, had already begun to doze off, and when she heard Zile ask, she muttered: "His name is Lin Luo, my name is Black Girl, and he speaks so hard, I really don't know if you are tired." ”

Lin Luo sat cross-legged again, and said embarrassedly: "Brother Zile, it's noon, can you prepare food?"

As soon as the black girl heard what Lin Luoti was eating, she quickly raised her head and said, "I've been hungry for a long time." ”

Zile was stunned by the two of them, and said with some guilt: "Xiaosheng didn't prepare food." ”

Lin Luo touched his beard and muttered, "Hungry, everything you talk about is empty talk." ”

Zile should have heard Lin Luo's words, shook his head and said, "No, no, no, sages, how can you let this thing outside your body be delayed." ”

Lin Luo Ke disagrees with this, his ears don't hear the affairs of the world, and it is of course a good thing to only read the books of sages and sages, but if you read it with relish, and read the peach and plum all over the world, you can not eat, drink, shit and fart, and really think that you are the great cultivator who opened up the valley?

Practicing and reading the books of the sages are also the same, one heart into it, as soon as the eyes are closed, the head is stuffy and the head is forward, this kind of momentum is really admirable, but it is good that it is smooth sailing, if you encounter a corner, will you not be hit by the head and bleed?

Lin Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly, now that he has met such a master, it really makes him helpless, after all, he can't beat it, and he can't run away.

But the black girl finally couldn't stand the chattering Zile, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she stood up and pinched her waist, and said angrily: "I really don't understand you guys, all of them are pretending to be, they are not as good as my Uncle Qi, Dao Zhijian understands," After speaking, he pouted again and said: "No, no, when you can't get up when you're hungry, you fly another one and I'll take a look." ”

One sentence and two effects, Lin Luo smiled, Zile was made red, and there was really some meaning that he had to show off to meet the soldiers.

The black girl dragged Lin Luo and urged: "Let's go, let's continue to eat barbecue." ”

If you want to say that this Zile is also, it's okay to talk to Lin Luo about self-cultivation, maybe he knows your horror and doesn't dare to make too many mistakes, but what does this black girl know as a mortal, in her opinion, since she can talk to Lin Luo for so long, there is no danger, there is no danger, this child can still let you go?

In fact, this Zile is also an extraordinary person, but studied under Shan Yinzi, among the twelve brothers, ranked old and young, but the brain is clever, and the personality is good, which is quite loved by Shan Yinzi and the senior brothers, but at that time, when he said to this sage, he really couldn't raise the slightest interest, in his words, reading those obscure books was like gnawing on the soil.

Thousands of years ago, the fame of the mountain hermin was really loud, it is said that it was also the first to be consecrated as a literati, and it was respected by the world as the saint of literature, and then it became a guest of honor in the major races and tribes, and even the demon king of the unbeatable lich clan came forward to guide him personally when he learned that the mountain hermit path was in the territory of the lich clan.

It's just that the civil and military are not compatible, this is the eternal truth, the original cultivators sneered at the declining literati, but with the more and more literati who entered the sainthood, those who can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour A handful of cultivators can no longer be calm, in this desolate continent where the avenue qi is messed up, they have practiced all their lives, and they can desperately be able to enter the Tongxuan Realm, it is already a great luck, but these weak literati who can't help but can't help the wind just sourly dragged a few words that seemed to understand or not, and they were so easy to enter the sainthood, just ask, there are a few saints in the entire ancient times？

It was also at that time that the monks finally fought with those literati, just a knife, a mouth, the mountain hermitage who was respected as a literary saint didn't care about these at all, and even the secluded mountains never came out, but those students couldn't stand it, and they went down the mountain one after another, although they did not achieve the body of a saint, but they also stirred up the chaos in the world with that mouth.

This war intensified, and in the end, even the major ancient clans were involved, no matter how many literati with lofty ideals, there were only a few who might become saints, and in the face of the cultivators who were cultivating all over the world, how could they win, how could they stir up any more storms, those literati were completely defeated, and in the end they were only reduced to the gentlemen who taught children to read and write.

If you are self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and then you are pretentious, who can be willing?

Zile, as the youngest student of Wensheng, is fundamentally aware of this war, and he follows Shanyinzi in the mountains all day long to ask questions and questions, Wensheng doesn't care much about this war, and leads Zile to the mountains all day long, but often strokes the top of Zile's head, and says, "The general trend is coming, Wen will end with Wuxing, and the burden on your shoulders can be heavy." ”

After the eleven students of Shan Yinzi went down the mountain, they never returned, and Shan Yinzi also turned around and went down the mountain with a smile one morning.

Zile was young, wiped the snot that had reached his mouth, and asked, "Teacher, what are you going to do?"

Shan Yinzi didn't look back, but just said lightly, "Find this world and say," At this point, only Zile and a little yellow dog are left on this mountain.

It is said that there are more than 10,000 books to read, Zile really did it, and the tens of thousands of books left by Shan Yinzi made him look through them all over, and when he looked up again, a thousand years had passed.

One person and one dog also went down the mountain, after all, the burden that Shan Yinzi said, you have to ask if it is not, and you have to see what the teacher said to the world.

Lin Luo didn't mean to stay any longer, got up and said, "Brother Zile, presumably you came here with me, not just to comment on this self-cultivation, right?"

Zile's flushed face returned to its original state, and he finally closed the book, scratched his head and said, "What the teacher said is right, don't argue with cultivators, and don't struggle with mortals." Then he stomped his feet and said: "Hey, Xiaosheng and Lao Huang are really boring in this burial immortal, this is not a few hundred years ago, the long worm stole the essence and blood of the ancestor of the dragon clan, so that this entrance can appear in the world, such a good thing, how can Xiaosheng be alone, this doesn't spread the matter of this entrance, at least someone came in, and he can also accompany Xiaosheng to argue No, but after waiting for hundreds of years, I will look forward to you." ”

Then, I opened the book again, dipped some saliva in my hand, and read a page with relish.

Zile was disappointed and began to read.

Lin Luo was even more surprised, it turned out that this person was holding back, even if he was holding back, you can sing about wine, or drink tea and talk about the Tao, what kind of argument is this, who has this idle effort, besides, even if this entrance is all manifested, you can go out completely, why bother to draw the ground as a prison.

But then again, is this Zile really waiting for someone destined to argue, it's hard to say at this time, after all, this burial immortal is so big, how difficult it is to encounter it, Lin Luo entered the burial immortal Tai twice before and after, didn't you Zile do everything possible to wait here deliberately?

Lin Luo was disappointed and stopped staying.

finally led the black girl to leave this small courtyard, although it is inevitable that those red tape are indispensable, but since he can leave, all this does not matter.

It's just that before leaving, Zile's words made him worth recalling, especially the sentence, "If you don't experience difficulties, how can you see through people's hearts, if you don't experience failure, how can you find out if the people around you are true or false, if you don't experience loneliness, how can you reflect on yourself," what he really said was awe-inspiring.

Such an anticlimactic encounter and conversation, both sides of the two sides are stupid, Lin Luo and the two have not even drunk a sip of water, of course, they have a big opinion on this son, even if you have thousands of knowledge, you always hold it when you meet people, who can stand it, and Lin Luo knows that he can't beat it, otherwise maybe he will really do it.

The black girl still looked angry, and said angrily: "What kind of person is this, sour, really pedantic." ”

Climbing up the hill again, the small courtyard has long disappeared, but Na Zile and an old soil dog who has lost their hair, walking among the mountains and forests, can also hear his crepe words: "The teacher asked Xiaosheng to wait for him to come, but for a thousand years, two people have come, but none of them can go to the road, and the burden on Xiaosheng's shoulders is really heavy." ”