Sweetness is always short, and life is always hard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Leaving Cangtou Town and ascending to Heavenly Candle Peak, Jiang Liao ushered in the master's first severe accusation.

"Although the muscles and bones and fist techniques have improved rapidly, the vitality in your Mud Pill Palace is still thin, and there has been almost no progress in the enlightenment of the past few months. ”

Jiang Liao took a step forward and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Master, I will be more diligent." From tomorrow, in addition to meal time, I will go to the waterfall to cultivate" Wei Yi paused, and said, "I can only use one meal a day." ”

The bright moon traveled through the clouds, and a lump of clouds was inlaid with the edge of light, like monsters running in the sky, fangs and claws, eerie and terrifying.

Hong Feihu looked at the mountains and ravines in the moonlight in the distance, like dark King Kong towering in the night, silent for a long time.

"You have a woman in your heart. Master said calmly.

Although he didn't see what was happening in Cangtou Town, Hong Feihu could see the changes in his disciples at a glance.

Sometimes it's like this, the feelings come so suddenly that people can't suppress the joy in their hearts. There is a difference between people who suddenly fall in love and ordinary people, their eyes are particularly attentive, and their calm expressions reveal a little excitement that cannot be hidden, just like drinking wine, but not drunk, just right.

Jiang Liao said sincerely: "Yes, Master." ”

"This is a good thing! The world is like a furnace, and people's hearts are like fire. Human beings exist in the world to experience many things, and in a sense, life is just some experiences, experiences of the heart. If a practitioner can experience the true love between man and woman, it is a rare experience for both mind and wisdom, and Master will not object to it. ”

Jiang Liao, who was hanging with a heart, breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the relationship between men and women is also one of the most difficult things in the world to grasp. If you don't grasp it well, it will hurt people's lives, but hindering your Dao heart is a big thing......"

Jiang Liao's heart tightened, and he looked at the master standing under the night wind on the top of the mountain, thinking that the master was going to tell an old story of wind and snow, and thought it was a warning.

Unexpectedly, the master just looked at the silent mountains, sighed lightly, and said, "You are so self-sufficient." ”

There was another long silence.

Hong Feihu said: "Divine enlightenment does not lie in diligence, and diligence sometimes does not necessarily make up for clumsiness. You are turned into stone, and you grow under that waterfall, and you are in vain. ”

"From the teacher's point of view, it may be because of your background and your experience that you have too many obsessions in your heart. In order to get rid of these attachments, the method of practice needs to be changed. ”

Jiang Liao realized something, and said slowly: "What the master said is that the disciple also feels that only under heavy pressure can the state of mind be completely peaceful, such as when carrying a grain bag on his body. ”

Jiang Liao is a somewhat dull person, and the environment he has experienced for more than ten years is relatively simple, either shirtless at home and accompanying his father to strike iron.

The wheel rounded its thick arms, and struggled down, hammering on the pig iron, and gradually forgetting everything around him with the splashing of sparks.

Either that, or just sit in the school and study, with few friends. Because the amount of food is too large, he is often ridiculed by a group of classmates.

And the practice of divine thought requires people to have some spirituality, and there is some activity to communicate with the world in their minds, which is exactly what Jiang Liao lacks.

Fortunately, Jiang Liao also has very outstanding advantages, that is, diligence and perseverance. Hong Feihu also valued these two points and accepted him as an apprentice. Especially perseverance, there are not many young people in this world who can resist his three punches.

As for the Iron Bone Divine Body, it is only an innate advantage, but it is really very rare, but without the hard work and tempering of the day after tomorrow, it is still difficult to become a great tool.

Hong Feihu looked at the loyal disciple kindly, nodded slowly, and said, "Although Master is not a master of a famous sect, he also boasts that he is also a person who has deeply understood the Dao Law, and has already thought of a method for you to practice. ”

Jiang Liao said heartily: "In the hearts of disciples, the master is a saint who has attained enlightenment. More powerful than all cultivators. ”

Hearing the loyal disciple pat himself so bluntly, Hong Feihu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't say such things in the future, you are not the one who says such things." ”

"Disciple remember. Jiang Liao said.

"Although this practice is effective, it requires you to put in a lot of hardship, even a lot of suffering. As the saying goes, the master leads the door to practice by the individual, and the path has been pointed out to you by the teacher, and it is up to you whether you dare to go or not. ”

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Next. To the north of Tianzhu Peak, a brown cliff towers into the clouds.

The smooth and flat cliff wall is like a stone mirror reaching straight to the sky, and there are white flowing clouds slowly drifting in the middle of the cliff.

Although the daylight is about to move to the middle of the sky, the north side of Tianzhu Peak is still gloomy, which shows the height of this cliff.

Hong Feihu pointed to the cliff that reached the sky and said: "Within half a year, as long as you can carve a mountain road on this cliff, your mind will naturally condense, and your divine thoughts will definitely improve, and you can even reach the middle realm of the Apocalypse." But it's only limited to half a year, and if this can't make your divine thoughts improve, then there's no way to be a teacher. ”

Jiang Liao looked up at the cliff, and just as a black crow passed in front of the cliff, he let out a terrible chirp.

It seems that even birds with wings are helpless against this naturally formed cliff, let alone ordinary humans, who want to carve out a one-zhang-wide mountain path on the cliff!

Facing this lonely cliff, Jiang Liao had a feeling of insignificance, and vaguely he had a thought, as if something was about to move in his body.

Retracting his gaze towards the top of the mountain, and quietly breathing for a moment, Jiang Liao picked up the sledgehammer and iron drill that his master had prepared a long time ago, and walked towards the cliff with a resolute face.

"Wait, Master, make a good start to your path of cultivating the gods!" Hong Feihu, who was standing in front of the cliff and a foot away, raised his fists and gently leaned out towards the cliff.

The rocks in front of the cliff scattered as if they had heard an order, and then fell down with a bang behind the two of them. "Remember, to build a road is to cultivate the mind, and when this heavenly Shinto is cultivated, you will be considered a teacher. ”

At the foot of the cliff, Jiang Liao knelt down on his knees in front of his master and performed a master-apprentice salute that was the standard of the Great Xia Dynasty.

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Jiang Liao was dressed in short clothes, holding a steel drill more than two feet long and as thick as a baby's forearm in his left hand, and a giant hammer weighing 100 catties in his right hand.

In the roar of gold and stone, stone chips flew, and gradually one step after another appeared on the steel-solid cliff of the north cliff. But compared to the peaks inserted into the clouds, these steps are as small as a few black bricks on the walls of the imperial capital of Yingwan, like a wave point in the blue waters of the South China Sea of the Dynasty.

An hour passed, a day passed, a month passed. This young man, who was as strong as a bear, just pounded the mountain rock without stopping.

Regardless of the storm, day and night, you can hear the sound of the resonance of gold and stone on the north cliff of Tianzhu Peak.

Occasionally, someone passed under the cliff, and was very puzzled by the young man among the stone chips and dust, wondering why he was against the cliff where he stood. On a few occasions, two or three simple old peasants boldly walked up to him, and looked at the young man with a tired face in the stone chips in front of the cliff, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and shook his head, thinking that the children of which family had gone crazy, so he just silently threw down a few steamed buns and left.

People within a radius of dozens of miles gradually knew that there was a madman on the north cliff of Tianzhu Peak, holding a hammer and a steel drill in his hand, and he kept chiseling the cliff day and night. It is actually necessary to cut a stone path in the cliff that leads to the sky!

What they didn't know was that the steel drill in Jiang Liao's hand was getting heavier and heavier, the hammer was getting bigger and bigger, and more and more stone chips were falling with each hammer.

Smashed on the steel drill, smashed on the mountain rock, smashed on the heart of the Dao, collapsed iron flowers, collapsed stone chips, and collapsed a trace of condensed heaven and earth vitality.

Jiang Liao's Dao heart seemed to be repeatedly beaten on a cast-iron chopping board, becoming more and more condensed and tough.

Until one day, the neat stone road had been repaired to a height of dozens of zhang, and Jiang Liao saw a small white flower growing between the cracks in the cliff wall.

The flower was small, the size of a grain of rice, and stood alone in the crevices between the cliffs. The white petals swayed gently in the breeze, and Jiang Liao looked at the weak little white flowers in the breeze, with a childlike smile on his face.

The quiet Dao heart suddenly opened a gap, and the sky was full of light.

Jiang Liao seemed to have seen the past of this flower.

Fell from the beak of a bird. It did not complain about the hardships of the living environment, did not give up the pursuit of the splendid in its heart, and relied on the poor rain and dew to grow tenaciously.

Finally, someone crossed the cliff wall dozens of feet high, came closer to it, and admired the beauty of its flowers.

See the flowers, see the Tao, see the apocalypse.