"Man is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather...... Boy, you are my only disciple in this world, the old man will soon dissipate, before dissipating, I want you to know and know my life's ambition, I want you to know, how I think about this issue, in my eyes, what kind of life is a meaningful and valuable life. ”

Luo Chen said in a deep voice: "Master, I am not your only disciple in this world, you just asked me to accept a disciple on your behalf, could it be that you forgot it so quickly, and the senior brothers of the Shadow Temple, aren't they also your disciples, besides, in your eyes, it is valuable to be able to save the lives of all people, I have known this for a long time." ”

"Ah...... That's right. The old man patted his head and said with a smile, "Look at my memory, I just accepted the girl from Shishi as a disciple, and I forgot it so quickly, it seems that the old man really hasn't existed for long, stinky boy, don't interrupt, the old man will carefully explain how I see the meaning of life." ”

Luo Chen snorted, his self-confidence was as strong as a stone, and he would not change because of other people's words, and if the Holy Elder wanted to say it, it would not hurt for him to listen to it.

"A hundred years of life, such as a white horse passing through the gap Of course, as a martial artist, Shou Yuan is far longer than ordinary people, naturally more than the New Year, no matter what, people will eventually die, there is a great terror between life and death, only confident that your life is meaningful, you will not have fear in your heart. The old saint's expression returned to solemnity again, and he said solemnly.

Luo Chen was already surprised by the rapid change of the saint elder's face, he rarely had a moment of fear of life and death, which was completely different from the saint elder.

However, he did not interject again, and listened quietly to what the Holy Elder had to say.

"My hometown, Huaxia, is much smaller than the south of this Tiannan, and the people there are not very strong, but there have been sages with great wisdom, and they have paid great attention to the cultivation of the soul, and they have already had a thorough understanding of the meaning of life. ”

Luo Chen was still silent, he looked at the Saint Elder with a serious face, and a strange premonition suddenly rose in his heart, the Saint Elder was speaking now, as if he was confessing his last words.

Thinking of this, Luo Chen's heart was slightly awe-inspiring, people with strong souls often have a premonition for the development of things in the future, as a senior martial artist, many people are good at the study of Heluo Shushu, which is the embodiment of this ability, although Luo Chen has no attainments in Heluo's science, but now as a senior martial artist, he also has a trace of such ability.

He had a faint feeling that something bad was going to happen.

This feeling was extremely weird, but it made Luo Chen secretly raise his vigilance in his heart.

In the golden snail, the holy elder looked solemn and continued.

"Kong said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness, but its righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence, read the sage book, what do you learn, and now and in the future, you are almost worthy of it. ”

The saint elder sighed: "The most important thing in a person's life is when he is dying, looking back on his life, to be worthy of it, how to be ashamed, naturally his life is open, and his life is meaningful." ”

So how can we make life meaningful, and naturally devote our limited lives to the action of striving for ideals. ”

“......”

"So that when you look back on the past, you will not regret that you wasted your time, you will not be ashamed of doing nothing, and when you are dying, you can say that my whole life has been dedicated to ...... Well, the greatest ideal on earth. ”

"People, this is how they should live. The Holy Elder finally accentuated his tone and said solemnly.

Luo Chen was silent for a long time, looking at the holy elder with an expectant look on his face, and finally couldn't help but say, "Master, what you told me...... Did you do it yourself? ”

"Of course. The old man nodded and said, "The old man never dares to forget the ambition of his life." ”

"But you're a killer after all. Luo Chen reminded.

"I built the Shadow Sanctuary in order to fulfill my ideals. The Holy Elder said proudly.

"Do all the people killed by the Shadow Temple deserve to die? Luo Chen said again.

"Mostly. The Saint Elder replied, "This martial artist above the cultivation realm, if it is according to my Huaxia law, which one is not guilty of crimes, it is not a pity to die, and they are not wronged when they die." ”

"But I heard that when you come out of the school, you will randomly designate a target to practice, are those people damned? ”

Luo Chen said, thinking of the senior brother named Ji Zhengya in Cili City.

Poison doctor Ji Zhengya was originally the junior disciple of the Shadow Temple, the last disciple of the Holy Elder, he killed Gu Shaohui, the city lord of Xia Licheng, when he was out of the school, but he fell in love with the poor woman named Gu Li'er.

Ji Zhengya and Gu Li'er were entangled for half their lives, and finally died in the hands of Gu Li'er, Gu Li'er and Ji Zhengya both had a fateful book on their bodies, and when the eldest brother Su Shiwen buried this pair of resentful couples, he also knew the cause and effect of this matter by comparing the two fateful books.

After Ji Zhengya's funeral, the Shadow Temple killers who participated in the funeral were scattered all over the mainland, Luo Chen is now the young master of the Shadow Temple, and Senior Brother Zhao Daosi passed by Sichuan when he returned to Cili City, and specially visited Luo Chen, so Luo Chen also knew the ins and outs of this matter.

If Ji Zhengya hadn't assassinated Gu Shaohui at the beginning, there would have been no subsequent incidents, Gu Li'er would certainly not have fallen into Hanxiao Pavilion, and Ji Zhengya would not have died.

The Holy Elder also knew about Ji Zhengya, which was naturally what Luo Chen told him.

After listening to Luo Chen's words, the holy elder was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what you do, if you want to achieve a noble goal, some sacrifices are inevitable, and those people may not all deserve to die, but it can also be said that they deserve to die." ”

"Strong words. Luo Chen sneered.

But he didn't say this sentence after all.

Since my ideals are noble, everything I do for the realization of my ideals is meaningful and valuable, otherwise how can I achieve great things. ”

"Your tens of thousands of bed companions are also valuable. ”

As soon as the words came out, Luo Chen suddenly felt a little weird, when did he become so gossipy.

Of course, the word gossip is also the language style of the Holy Elder, and subtly, Luo Chen is already quite affected now, but he doesn't know it yet.

"Uh, what's this...... "The old saint blushed and coughed twice, "Idealists are not Puritans, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, Zi said, eating sex, hehe......"

Luo Chen said in his heart, even so, more than 10,000 bed companions, it is inevitable that there are too many, but this time he finally didn't say it, so as not to embarrass the old goods.

“...... Boy, I don't know how much you can comprehend what I said, I just hope that you can understand my mind as much as possible, and you will be able to help more people in the future. The Elder finally finished speaking and concluded.

"Master, I will try to do it, but I will not force it. Luo Chen said softly.

"Okay, it's good to be able to do your best, it's a pity that I don't have much time, otherwise, sooner or later you will accept my thoughts, things in the world, seven or eight times out of ten, you can work hard to do it, and now you have achieved something, I am very satisfied. The holy elder looked at Luo Chen's determined expression, knowing that he had not fully listened to his words, he sighed leisurely and said reluctantly.

"I'll do my best. Luo Chen repeated, looking at the disappointment in Master's eyes that could not be concealed, and there was also a bit of unbearability in his heart.

If you have the strength to do it, you will try to change more places, and after all, Master is right, for the weakest people, this kind of social system south of Tiannan can give people more security.

However, if he did not have that kind of power, he would naturally not be able to quickly promote the social system demanded by the Holy Elder.

For himself, the most important thing is the peace and happiness of the people around him, followed by the strength of the Qixia Sect and the revival of the Beast God Family...... At best, it's just random, and it's never going to be focused.

After all, he is not a master, and he is not from that small place in Huaxia.

Luo Chen is Luo Chen, Zhuang Mengdie is Zhuang Mengdie, that's all.

......

South of Tiannan, Cili City.

Poison doctor Ji Zhengya disappeared mysteriously, Zheng Ya Ge has changed owners, the noodle stall outside the door of Zheng Ya Ge is still open, and the noodle stall is still the black thin old man with yellow teeth.

It's the moon of Wax, and it's just snowed heavily, and there are few pedestrians on the streets, and the snow has been cleared from the windy reed huts on all sides, but there are not many diners sitting below.

Zhao Daosi skillfully put a handful of noodles into the pot, stirred it twice with bamboo chopsticks, and then squinted into the distance.

Although he is a killer, he sometimes feels lonely, especially after the death of his junior brother, this feeling is especially obvious when he is alone in this small city of Wulin.

"Master, he doesn't know where the old man is, the next time I see the young master, I beg him to tell the master and let me change places. Zhao Daosi said in his heart.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk......"

On the long street, the sound of bamboo canes hitting the ground sounded.

A girl in Tsing Yi in shabby clothes, her eyes without any light, a shabby bamboo cane in her hand, knocked on the bluestone ground where the snow had just been removed, and walked over slowly.

The girl looked a little thin, but the curves on her little face were quite feminine, her expression was extremely cold, biting her lip gently, the shabby cotton skirt could not completely cover her body, a cold wind blew, blowing away the hard snow particles on the ground, lifting the corner of her cotton skirt, revealing a round and white calf.

was originally a beautiful girl, but unfortunately she was blind, Zhao Daosi said in his heart.

Under the reed shed, several men in coarse cloth clothes looked at the girl, and there was a hint of fire in their eyes.

"Old man, let's have another bowl of noodles, I'll treat you. A strong man with a fleshy face said loudly.

Zhao Daosi didn't speak, and took another handful of noodles and put them in the pot.

The strong man strode out of the reed shed and stopped in front of the girl in Tsing Yi.

The girl in Tsing Yi seemed to feel something, stopped her steps, and frowned.

"Girl, I'm tired of walking so far. The strong man laughed.

The girl was silent, clenching the bamboo cane in her hand.

"Your face is not very good, you must be hungry. The strong man smiled, "It just so happens that there is a noodle stall here, hot rotten meat noodles, eat a bowl and then leave, uncle is treated." ”

The girl was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Follow me. The man smiled, took the end of the girl's bamboo cane, and led the girl to sit down under the reed shed.

The taste of rotten meat noodles is very fragrant, maybe because she hasn't eaten for too long, the girl involuntarily moved her nose, and her swan-like neck moved slightly.

"Huh. The strong man smiled, smiling proudly.

"Old man, double the meat, hurry up, don't let the girl go hungry. Another diner under the reed hut shouted.

Zhao Daosi was still silent, picked up the noodles from the boiling water with long bamboo chopsticks, scooped a large spoonful of stewed meat pieces on it, and silently brought it to the girl.

"Eat quickly, girl, eat it while it's hot, it's not delicious when it's cold." The strong man said with a kind face.

The girl nodded silently, took a pair of bamboo chopsticks handed over by the strong man, and ate them carefully.

She ate very quietly, but quickly, it seemed that she was indeed hungry, the strong man watched the noodles in the bowl quickly decrease, with a look of satisfaction, Zhao Daosi was still silent, scooped a large spoonful of marinade, and poured it into the girl's bowl.

Soon the girl finished eating a large bowl of noodles, and her slightly pale little face became more rosy, and the girl stood up and picked up the bamboo cane beside her.

"Girl, tell Uncle where are you going. The strong man laughed.

The girl bit her lip lightly, was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Beicheng." ”

"It's not close to here, girl, I'll take you. The strong man said, grabbing the tip of the bamboo cane again.

The girl frowned slightly, and finally nodded silently without refusing.

Seeing several diners disappear around the corner of the long street behind the girl, Zhao Daosi sighed silently.

It's not the direction of the North Side.

These guys were originally just a group of beggars in Cili City, if it weren't for Qi Xiazong's change of order in Cili City for the rest of the year, in such weather, they could only curl up in the broken temple and shiver, how could they have the money to eat rotten meat noodles.

I heard that the establishment of a so-called welfare society was the idea of the young master, but this kind of social structure seems to have been born out of the master's ideals, and it seems that it was also influenced by the master.

With the relief of Qixia Sect, these beggars can now be fed and clothed, but that's all, and once people solve the problem of food and clothing, they will naturally have some other ideas.

For example, women.

And such a problem, it is naturally impossible for the Qixia Sect to help them solve it.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Daosi put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and sighed in his heart.

"After all, I'm getting old, and my heart is getting softer and softer. ”

He scooped up a handful of remnant snow from the side of the street, poured it into the hearth, and extinguished the raging flames, then he shrunk his neck, muttered a word, glanced at the gloomy clouds in the sky, and walked slowly along the street.

(End of chapter)