"Tut-tut, Chen Lingling, your taste is really vulgar, you actually hooked up with a mortal. ”

At some point, Sang Zitong stood at the door of the room and sneered disdainfully.

"Look at your toad-like appearance, even mortals are better than you. Chen Lingling's mouth flattened, and she scolded back without giving way.

"You...... Hmph, what a loss of your Chen family's face!" Sang Zi was so angry that he walked back into the house and slammed back to the door.

Seeing that the other party was defeated so quickly, Chen Lingling was a little bored, and knocked on the door of a female companion who had a good relationship on weekdays, but no one responded halfway, so she thought that the other party was immersed in cultivation, muttered "boring" hatefully, and returned to her room with a sad expression.

The momentary vitality in the inn was abruptly interrupted, and the atmosphere of dead silence was restored again, and before I knew it, the night fell again, gradually deepening.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a figure standing outside the window lattice, there were three knocks, Chen Lingling, who was as delicate as a flower in the room, was overjoyed when she heard it, and was about to unlock the ban on the door, but she held the shelf and snorted softly: "Who?"

"The long night is long, and it is difficult to sleep. A voice said in a deep voice.

Chen Lingling said lazily: "Hey...... Aren't you suspicious of being a vulgar fan?

There was suddenly no sound outside the house, and the figure was gone, Chen Lingling was annoyed, and secretly said why this person was so impatient, so she jumped out of the house, lifted the ban in the house, and pushed the door out.

"Little brother, don't ......leave so quickly. ”

At this time, a few lightning flashes suddenly flashed in the clouds, illuminating the inside and outside of the inn, and also passing through Chen Lingling's suddenly dilated pupils......

In the second half of the night, a light rain fell in the sky, and the sound of the rain soaked and fermented in the darkness.

Knock, knock, knock.

Outside the window, there were three more taps, and a figure from the side was reflected on the window paper.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and didn't move, as if he hadn't heard it, it seemed like an old monk entering the ancient well, but in fact, he peeked out with the vision of his soul, and the person he saw outside the window was that Chen Lingling.

Seeing that he was silent, the person outside the window said coquettishly: "Little brother, the slave family is here to accompany you, come out quickly, let's find a place to be happy." ”

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then replied casually: "If you want to be happy, or a higher place is enough to be hearty, you go to Sunset Peak first, and the figure outside the window immediately disappeared, and the silence was restored again."

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Zhang Yuan walked out of the door, took a long breath of fresh air after the rain, and danced his sword again in the courtyard.

After dancing a sword move, he suddenly beckoned to the gate and said, "It's useless to just look at it, come, I'll teach you." ”

The person outside the door took a few steps back, and was about to run away, but he struggled in his heart, hesitated for a while, and finally walked into the inn, separated by a distance of several zhang, and looked at Zhang Yuan with big eyes full of fear.

Zhang Yuan stared at the little girl quietly and said unquestionably, "Come here." ”

I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and the girl has grown taller, but she looks a little malnourished and thin.

It's just that she looked at Zhang Yuan's deep pupils, and the terrifying appearance of her father's uncle's shriveled corpse resurfaced in her heart, as well as the scarlet of killing at the foot of the mountain, the horror in her eyes suddenly deepened, she shook her head vigorously, and moved her feet back again.

Zhang Yuan neither made a sound nor stopped her, just looked at her quietly.

He could see what the desire in this girl's eyes was, it was exactly the same as him, whether it was or was, she was full of an incomparable thirst for power, and she worked tirelessly to improve her strength for her own sense of security!

Zhang's original debts must be repaid, whether they are good or bad. He felt that he owed something to the little girl, and he was willing to teach her a skill.

But if the other party can't overcome the fear in his heart, then he will let it go and won't say more or do more.

Although she is just a child, this world and fate will not be treated differently because of age.

The girl's eyes were full of struggle, on the one hand, she was afraid of the killing technique that took away her relatives, and on the other hand, she longed for the light of the snow and the sword that had killed more than a dozen people in a row, thinking of the fear of most of the year, she suddenly mustered up her courage and approached Zhang Yuan tremblingly.

"What's your name?"

"Xu ...... Xu Xue. ”

"Want to practice martial arts?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"Then don't be afraid, if you have fear in your heart, it's useless to practice this martial arts. ”

Xu Xue's dry calves trembled, but she nodded heavily, as if she was also cheering herself up.

Zhang Yuan stroked the top of her head, her originally smooth hair became dry and greasy, obviously she has suffered a lot these days.

Immediately, he used the method of empowerment in the palm of his hand and injected his own true qi into the other person's body.

One percent is already the limit, and any more will be dangerous, with this seed, the other party will soon be able to get started with the Wuxiang Gong and sword moves.

Xu Xue only felt that a warm force seeped into her body from the top of her head, and her body suddenly calmed down, and her big eyes were slightly closed, as if she was enjoying it.

But the next moment, a look of pain appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't help but moan lowly.

Zhang Yuan said from the beginning: "Remember, the purpose of learning martial arts is to drive away the fear in your own heart, and you also want to make others afraid. If your skills are not as good as others, you can turn around and run, but you can't run away with the courage in your heart, you must be fearless!"

Under the influence of Zen sound, looking at the girl's gradually changing eyes, Zhang Yuan knew that the seeds had been planted. Martial arts can't protect her for a lifetime, but it can make her have some protective power, as for whether the seeds can sprout and bloom, it depends on whether she has that opportunity.

The road of cultivating truth, in addition to qualifications, is the heart first.

He can't give her qualifications, but he can plant a seed of heart. If one day, she can also embark on this path, now this cringe-minded nature will become the biggest obstacle.

The nature of the mind is not divided into martial arts or immortals.

The four words fearless contain a lot of things, and they are also Zhang Yuan's summary of some obsessions of countless generations of Taoists in his memory.

This day is not to be feared!

The strong or the gods and Buddhas are not to be feared!

Failure is fearless!

Don't be afraid of adversity or despair!

Brave and diligent in walking on thin ice, and brave the wind and waves in continuous searching!

Zhang Yuan let the other party memorize the mental formula of the Wuxiang Heart Sutra, and after a few hours, seeing that the other party had memorized it correctly, he explained in detail the process of practice and the places that need attention, and let her meditate and spit it out, and then ordered: "Come and practice the sword tomorrow, I may leave at any time, and how much you can learn depends on yourself." ”

Xu Xue nodded obediently, ran out two steps, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and said, "Although I teach you arts, I am not your master. ”

Xu Xue seemed to understand, nodded, and ran quickly outside the courtyard. At this time, she was more in awe of Zhang Yuan, and there was no hatred in her heart, after all, she was too young and shallow in her heart.

And he never saw his father die at his hands, the psychological impact was not so great, and the little hatred generated by his mother's indoctrination was also wiped out in the terrifying encounter for more than half a year.

Zhang Yuan took a few steps back, looked at the closed doors, and saw that the woman did not come out to make trouble yesterday, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, and returned to the room again.