The Chengjia family is quite famous in the Frost Star Country, and it is a great family that has been inherited for thousands of years. From the perspective of the Frost Star Country, it is also a first-class family.

The main business of transportation is to extend in all directions, and slightly larger goods must be transported by passengers. It seems that the wealthy family has always had a unique way of survival, and it is also the ability to take advantage of the ups and downs of the family for thousands of years.

It has been three months since the enthusiastic invitation of the steward to return to the family together. Zuo Wuzhou's injuries have not healed, and he has been lying at home for two months before he can barely move one or two. Fortunately, there is a light dance and a steward, and no one blames him for the time being.

Three months later, the injury is slowly but resolutely recovering. Lying down all the time is inevitably a reflection or two, since the first time I set foot on the soul cultivation path, there has been a rare time for such calm and calm, and there is a lot of free time to think.

Zuo Wuzhou took advantage of this good opportunity to seriously think about it and take a closer look!

"Sure enough, sometimes it is impossible to practice hard. It's just going to drill the tip of the horns. ”

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"It's so uncomfortable to lie still. Even if you can only move once, it's good. ”

"Lying down like this, life is better than death. ”

Lying down and unable to move, Zuo Wuzhou was very uncomfortable at first. But gradually, the more I realized the movement.

Lying down for three months, unable to move at all, it is almost as uncomfortable as death. Zuo Wuzhou had some understanding, and repeatedly precipitated his sharp energy, and the original sharp spirit of saber rattling could be said to be sharp.

In the past, Zuo Wuzhou was alive and well, and it was a peerless sword, and the evil qi was as thick as the blood qi. An unsheathed knife with a sharp edge. Like the dragon that goes out to sea, the Jiao without locks. Like a sword, it is indestructible, and nothing is broken. There is a light that is difficult to look at, and the courage is majestic and earth-shattering, but it is too sharp, too dazzling and too public, hurting others and hurting oneself.

Looking at the ceiling and the roof, Zuo Wuzhou gradually recovered from the anxiety that life was worse than death: "It seems that I still need to sharpen my emotions a little more. Not only should we restrain our emotions, but we should also restrain ourselves from being driven by our emotions and doing meaningless things. ”

Thinking about it carefully and reflecting sincerely, the longer he lay down, the more he precipitated the impurities in his state of mind, the more calm he was, and the more clear he was: "To Chongyun's line, now that I think about it, I have really done a lot of meaningless things." ”

"Sometimes, a straight line isn't necessarily the shortest route. Sometimes, if you bend a little, you may not be able to reach your destination. Zuo Wuzhou cherished a normal heart, looking back at the past, the more he had experience: "I'm in Chongyun, it should be too straight." ”

"The edge is too exposed, and it is easy to attract people's jealousy. If it weren't for that, how could it push some neutrals to Liudong City. He nodded secretly: "I'm too straight, and I'm missing some flexibility." This is also a big mistake. ”

"You know, many things often can't be done overnight. If you need to be flexible, you need to be slightly flexible. Zuo Wuzhou groaned: "However, flexibility is not the same as slippery, it is not the same as swallowing anger." Going straight is often the same as getting the finger on the bull's edge, and that's when you need to be flexible. ”

However, if you blindly work around, you will lose yourself. Isn't it just like drawing a knife to kill someone, when it is time to draw a knife, pull out the knife and take the head of the person, and when it is peaceful, why not put the knife in the sheath and take away the edge. ”

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"Whether it's soul cultivation or dealing with people, it should be a response. Yin and yang must be intertwined, blindly rigid and soft. ”

Sitting cross-legged on the stone slab next to the riverbank, Zuo Wuzhou has been watching the river flow for several hours, and he thought: "Isn't it just like this river, the water flows downward, consistently, and never changes for the trampling of others." ”

Naturally, Zuo Wuzhou can't be as soft as water in his life, he is not so soft. What he sees and wants to learn is the unchanging, consistent true self of the river.

"It's like, no matter how fierce the heat is, there will be a time when night falls. Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "I understand these principles of life, don't use them to change my surname." What my surname is, how it should be, people live a lifetime, nothing more than live my wonderful, can I still live the wonderful life of others? ”

Change your surname, then it's not Zuo Wuzhou. He was just trying to learn some experience, comprehend some truths, and correct the path he had traveled in the battle of Sanmiao.

"When I first started cultivating, I wasn't so extreme and extreme. It seems that it is also a subtle change, and this kind of change is the most terrifying. Soul cultivation is really lonely, and loneliness is easy to go to extremes. Zuo Wuzhou's jaw head: "The matter of the Winter Sect could have been a wake-up call for me, but I didn't have time to think about it at that time, and I only realized this truth today." It's better to be late than not to be late. ”

Originally, the matter of the Winter Sect was able to wake him up to the extreme in the soul path. He smiled: "I am for the soul, for my relatives and friends, for me." Since there is nothing else to think about, how can they gradually regard the people of the world as enemies? ”

"The so-called enemy should not be like this. Those who draw their swords from me are my enemies, and of course they should be killed. But if you kill more innocents, you will kill indiscriminately. "In the final analysis, it is the attitude and psychology that go to the extreme and extreme.

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"The path of the soul is long, if I can't bear to be lonely and lonely, how can I seek the Tao. If I can't keep my heart in loneliness, even if I seek the great way, then Zuo Wuzhou will no longer be me. Zuo Wuzhou plucked the cool river water with his left hand.

In fact, Zuo Wuzhou's extremism is the seed planted in the Fengwei Sect for ten years. In the end, he is too young to hold it for a while, and he is lonely and cultivates alone, and his heart and surname will inevitably change gradually. Such a subtle change in his heart and surname, he is inexperienced, even a strong man who has lived for hundreds of years, and it is easy to change greatly.

Many strong people, often in the process of cultivating alone, gradually change their hearts, and even since ancient times, many strong people have gone crazy.

"In the future, I need to return to my heart, kill people without killing indiscriminately, be fierce but not cruel, be fierce and think twice, be resolute but not blunt, be tenacious but not stubborn, be passionate but not high-profile, and be arrogant but not arrogant. ”

Bit by bit, I corrected the extreme actions of the past, and reflected on my own style of doing things little by little.

The three-month recuperation is a rare journey of cleansing the heart in the glitz, which slowly cleanses the extremism in the mood and cleanses the extremes. The indestructible, hurtful and self-inflicted sharp light in the sheath.

It is the heavens that will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically.

Zuo Yidou has been taught by words and deeds, and he has understood the truth of fighting for everything only by himself since he was a child. With the ups and downs of the Fengwei Sect for ten years, he was able to practice the will and will that was not moved by external objects, refined the flashiness, cleansed the mood, and achieved the surname of today.

There are no many setbacks to sharpen, and there are no many tragic battles to temper. How can there be such a great understanding in the heart, close to the Tao?

So far, through the lessons of a fiasco. Zuo Wuzhou finally survived an extremely dangerous drift away, regained his heart to seek the Tao, and returned to the right track of his true self. In the end, no matter what the mind and the surname, there will be no hindrance, and the Mahayana realm will be achieved.

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Riding the light dance like a graceful colorful butterfly, fluttering and jumping beside him, smiling like a flower: "It turns out that you are here, so I am looking for you everywhere." Your injuries are not healed, so don't soak in water. ”

"Here we go again. How can I convince her not to pester me with the story of the Assassins? Zuo Wuzhou was very helpless.

"I'm different. Dancing lightly and giggling, removing the embroidered shoes, a pair of Lingbo jade feet stepped into the river: "It's fun, it's fun." Unfortunately, you can't play. Hee-hee. ”

Splashing the water with a light dance, it is really like a colorful butterfly, like a fairy on the surface of the river.

After playing for a while, she took a light dance and gasped, and even ran ashore, sat beside her, her delicate little face half tilted to the left without a boat, and said: "I'm so tired, you don't play with me." You're going to wipe my sweat for me. ”

It is the red pink frog moth, which is as delicate as fat and pink as greasy. Fine beads of sweat leached out from the delicate skin, and the breath was like an orchid for a while, which was just more beautiful than flowers. The jade face is bright and red.

For a moment, Zuo Wuzhou's heart suddenly contracted and froze, with some indescribable nervousness, almost suffocating, and suddenly remembered a sentence: "Qiushui Yiren, shining like a spring." ”

Hold your mind and carefully wipe off the sweat particles for her. Riding the light dance of the shell teeth, the cheeks smiled: "You are so good!"

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It's hard to say that it's not used to being looked down upon, or it's not about raising idlers. Yes, the three stewards of the village outside the house asked Zuo Wuzhou to go to the kitchen to do things, and as a result, he was arranged to chop firewood.

Assigning Wu Jun to chop wood is really a great idea.

Zuo Wuzhou shed a drop of sweat, was in pain, looked at his right arm, and muttered: "I can't even use the strength to chop firewood." It seems that the right arm is useless for the time being. Even if there is a 'Five Elements Heaven and Earth', there is only half and half of the chance of recovery. It's time to re-train your left hand. ”

It was unusually awkward at first, and he was barely able to do something normal with his left hand to eliminate a certain sense of awkwardness. It is necessary to make up your mind to repair your right arm while practicing your left hand, so naturally you have to keep it all the time. Therefore, I changed my left hand to chop firewood, which was more efficient.

"Well, just the straight splitting method is not very adaptable. It seems that if you want to make your left hand as flexible as your right hand, you have to practice hard a lot. He was sweating a little, and his injuries had not yet healed, and the injuries were painful everywhere, so it was naturally difficult to exert his strength.

Like a deer stepping on the clouds, he ran over happily and angrily, shouting angrily: "Whoever asked him to come to the kitchen to do things, who promised, who do you think you are, he is my man." Lin Zhou, come back with me. From today onwards, you and me. ”

Everyone in the kitchen was shocked: "Little Miss!"

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He dragged Zuo Wuzhou, who was speechless, and went straight back to the house, pressed Zuo Wuzhou on the bed, and whispered: "Don't do those coolies, it wasn't the assassin who did it at all." You take good care of your wounds, and when you heal, teach me to be an assassin. ”

Zuo Wuzhou frowned secretly, and had no choice but to respond: "Okay." ”

"Wait a minute!" cut the water with light dancing eyes, grabbed a red silk scarf, and suddenly had a faint fragrance. Holding the silk scarf, she seriously and gently threw it on Zuo Wuzhou's face, and said coquettishly: "Don't move, people will help you wipe your sweat!"

In the room, there was no sound for a while, but it seemed that only a rough and shallow breath were intertwined with each other, just like the fusion of water and milk, and a trace of charm was born.

Zuo Wuzhou was suddenly unbearable, and his face clearly felt the creamy skin on his fingertips, and in an instant, he slammed himself. Immediately held back his mind and paused: "You!"

"You hate it, move around, don't wipe your sweat for you. Cheng Qingwu was annoyed, turned around with hatred, sat beside him, and puffed up: "I'll wipe your sweat for you, what else do you want." ”

"It doesn't seem right, it's not right!" Zuo Wuzhou took a few deep breaths, holding back a restless heart, and actually felt that he felt a little hot and dry, and was taken aback, thinking: "What's wrong with me? Am I sick?"

Cheng Qingwu couldn't help but be lonely, endured it for a while, and then looked back: "Idiot, you always wear black clothes, why, do you like black very much? Black doesn't look good at all, it has to be matched with other colors to be beautiful." ”

"Why don't you change to a white one!" Cheng Qingwu looked carefully, but found that he was very handsome, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, that is, he was a little old-fashioned in black, not at all like the son of Xunshijia. Her heart moved, and she was about to jump: "Why don't I give you a white shirt, you must look good in it." ”

"Thanks for the kindness, I just like black. Zuo Wuzhou was helpless.

"Come on, show me the one in white, just take a look. Cheng Qingwu dragged him and coquettishly: "It's not good once." ”

"Not good!" replied unusually resolutely.

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In the blink of an eye, it is the warm spring breeze again.

The head of the family took advantage of the wind to have a rare day of leisure, and had the heart to come and see his daughter who was grounded for a long time and angry with him. Thirty miles outside the city, it is a place with excellent scenery surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Riding the light dance is to be grounded here, taking the wind to come quietly, and suddenly remembered, it seems that he has not come here for some time, and he can't help sighing: "It's rare to steal a floating life and be idle." ”

As soon as I entered the courtyard of the house, as soon as I entered the backyard of Neizhuang, I heard my daughter's coquettish reprimand: "I hate ghosts, I hate ghosts!"

"Qing'er is an adult in a blink of an eye, but I'm a father, but I'm busy with family affairs, I'm really ashamed. Riding the wind sighed: "It's time to get married, what she wants, I'll still promise her." ”

"Nasty ghost, nasty ghost, I'm just angry with you, but I don't want to look for you, you can come to find me. Cheng Qingwu glanced around quietly and muttered, "I want you to teach me how to be an assassin." ”

"Assassin?" Cheng Shifeng frowned, quietly retreated, and went to call the steward to inquire.

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The steward is the chief steward of the outer village, and when he is old, he is an old man who grew up watching the wind and the light dance. Naturally, it couldn't be clearer, and it was immediately narrated.

Riding the wind of the moment, he was stunned: "My precious daughter, still have such dreams, what's the good thing about being an assassin, no matter what, she will marry sooner or later, let her be naughty once." ”

After a pause, he took advantage of the wind to ask about the assassin, and the steward finally had the opportunity to tell Zuo Wuzhou about it. When the wind heard this, his heart moved: "How many assassins is this Lin Zhou?"

Fortunately, the steward asked, but he replied casually: "Lin Zhou claims to be the eighth grade." ”

Being an Assassin is not a simple task, it requires professionalism and cultivation, such as courage. If you don't have a good fight, you're not a good assassin.

Chengfeng's eyes lit up: "Bring him to me." ”

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Riding the wind of the times is quite elegant, and when I think I was young, I was also a suave person. Even if a person reaches middle age, he has more and more generosity.

The meeting between Zuo Wuzhou and Chengfeng is relatively harmonious. After a few words of gossip, he took advantage of the wind and went straight to the point: "Brother Lin, how old are you?"

"Cheng family master, I once mistakenly took Dingyan Dan. "With black clothes and sophistication and calmness, even if he claims to be thirty years old, some people believe it. However, the thirty-year-old Bapin is still quite eye-catching, so I have to make up a decent reason to cover it up.

Taking advantage of the wind for a while, Dingyan Dan is also a precious thing, and smiled: "Brother Lin, if you have nowhere to go for the time being, you might as well stay at my house for the time being." What do you think?"

"Okay!" Zuo Wuzhou was as sharp as ever.

Riding the wind is overjoyed, with the majesty of the family, even Wuzun has two, and Bapinyuan is nothing. But the eight-rank assassin is different. It must be known that the Eight-Rank Assassin is often able to assassinate anyone below Wuzun with his professional level.

Cheng Feng was satisfied: "When there is nothing to do, Lin Wu might as well accompany the little girl and teach her some simple assassin knowledge, as if you were playing with her." ”

Zuo Wuzhou responded, frowning secretly: "This person can turn quickly, as soon as I agreed, I changed from Brother Lin to General Lin, hey, the family." ”

Zuo Wuzhou was respectful and grateful for the steward: "I think that this master of the family has probably taken a fancy to my skills and identity as an assassin, no matter what, if I survive, it can be regarded as a little kindness to me from the family, and I will repay the favor." ”

Suo is in need of a safe place to recuperate, and it will take a year and a half for his injuries to heal completely. As soon as this thought was born, he temporarily decided to continue to stay at the house.

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Cheng Shi Feng smiled elegantly, and when the steward called Cheng Qingwu, he calmed his face: "Qing'er, Dad taught you, don't ask yourself is for stealing." That knife must be General Lin's usual weapon, and it will be returned to others. ”

Cheng Qingwu glanced at Zuo Wuzhou angrily, thinking that it was Zuo Wuzhou who complained, so he took out the black stream and threw it on the ground, crying: "I don't want it, it's not good-looking at all!"

Taking advantage of the wind, he glanced apologetically at Zuo Wuzhou, confessed first, and went to see his daughter.

Zuo Wuzhou Muran, with a wry smile, retrieved the black stream and put it in his arms. I couldn't figure it out: "Why am I suddenly in a bad mood? Why do I soften my heart when I see her crying?"

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Waiting for the next day, Cheng Qingwu hated it so much that he came to settle accounts with someone early in the morning.

Rushed to the hut, and suddenly saw that in the open space of the small courtyard, Zuo Wuzhou was cultivating cross-legged. Cheng Qingwu was surprised and angry: "He got up early, what's the use, no matter how diligent his cultivation is, it's only an eighth grade." At the same age, they are already Jiupin and Wuzun. ”

Picked up a stone and smashed it on Zuo Wuzhou's head angrily.

Zuo Wuzhou fell down in response, and there was no breath for a while. Cheng Qingwu panicked,......

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Zuo Wuzhou only slept for two hours every day, and got up early to practice.

After practicing the Five Elements Soul, he was very satisfied: "Although I am injured, my cultivation progress has not been greatly affected. Well, it's time to practice. ”

When I was practicing, I suddenly sensed something flying. Sensing that this thing was not threatening, he let it smash on his face, and his heart moved, and he screamed miserably with juvenile feelings, and fell backwards.

Suddenly, a familiar and hurried footstep came, and it was the light dance, with a surprised and nervous face, shaking his body: "Wake up, are you okay?

(To be continued)