Chapter 33 Good people don't live long
"What is my heart? What is my heart?"
Fang Miao had never thought about this problem, and it took a whole night to figure it out.
On the road the next day, Fang Miao became very silent, her eyes were bloodshot, and she obviously didn't sleep well last night.
However, his speed slowed down, and he walked side by side with Zhou Hao unhurriedly, which made Zhou Hao a lot easier.
Out of the desert and all the way south. Although it is already the beginning of September, the greenery along the way is getting stronger and stronger, which makes people feel much better.
Fang Miao looked around, his eyes were extremely focused, as if he wanted to put all the scenery along the way into his heart.
"It's nice outside! I just don't know if I'll ever see this kind of sunny and vibrant scenery in the future. β
Fang Miao sighed in a low voice.
Zhou Hao smiled: "As long as Senior Brother Fang is willing to see it, in my mixed Yuan Sect, the scenery is a hundred times better than here, and this kind of scenery can be seen everywhere." β
Fang Miao shook her head lightly and said, "What you don't understand, you won't understand." β
Without waiting for Zhou Hao to answer, Fang Miao said again: "Zhou Hao, what you said last night are all your sincere words?"
"Of course it's true! Stick to your own heart, that's what I think and do. β
"Then Zhou Hao, what is your heart?"
"I want to become stronger, hold my destiny firmly in my own hands, and no longer be swayed by anyone or anything!"
"What a lofty ideal! What about when you become stronger? Have you ever thought about being above others? Trample tens of millions of people under your feet, and let you drive and trample on them?"
Zhou Hao was slightly stunned: "Of course I haven't thought about it!
"Don't you have a dream? In the future, when you are in power, you can decide the life and death of hundreds of millions of people with one sentence?"
Zhou Hao shook his head: "I haven't thought about it at all! I don't want to be trampled under the feet of others." Compare your heart to your heart, and of course you don't want to trample others under your feet!"
"You're so naΓ―ve! If you really become extremely powerful in the future, I'm afraid you won't think so. β
"Therefore, I have always been to stick to my heart, not to be moved by external objects, not to be affected by the surrounding environment. Only in this way, no matter how strong I become in the future. Zhou Hao is still Zhou Hao. β
Fang Miao muttered: "Stick to your heart, stick to your heart, is it really so important?"
Zhou Hao nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course it's important! Only in this way can you be on the road to martial arts." I once read the autobiography of a senior master, who was also a person of amazing talent and extraordinary talent, who had just become a spiritual martial cultivator at the age of ten, and at the age of forty, he had cut through the void and attained immortality!"
Fang Miao's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Attaining Dao Immortality at the age of forty? The story you made up is too outrageous! In this Xuanyuan Continent, for thousands of years, there have been only double digits of masters in Dao Immortality, but I have never heard of a person under the age of 100 who can achieve Dao Immortality!"
Zhou Hao said indifferently: "I'm definitely not making up stories! Not for thousands of years, but what about the ancient period thousands of years ago?"
"Uh. When I didn't say it, you continued. What happened to him after he became immortal? What does this have to do with sticking to his heart?"
"After that senior attained immortality at the age of forty, he created a miraculous exercise by himself in order to enter the Dao! This senior was addicted to the self-created exercises, and his original heart gradually lost, and he sank into the killing path and could not extricate himself, and he produced countless causes and effects. Although it is difficult to find defeat in life. But in the end, it attracted death, and his soul was scattered and his body was destroyed!"
Fang Miao was silent for a moment, pondering the moral of this story, and after half a sound, he said, "I understand what you mean." That senior was obsessed with the exercises, and eventually lost his heart, and finally fell. β
"Yes, the exercises are foreign things, power is foreign things, money is foreign things, beauty is foreign things, and the surrounding environment is also foreign things! If you are confused by these foreign things, the martial arts will not last long. β...,
Fang Miao thought for a while, lowered her head for a while and didn't speak, and finally let out a long sigh of relief and said: "I can understand that grandma is extremely talented, why did she not even reach the level of high-level spiritual martial cultivation in the end, so she passed away early! It turned out that she was trapped by love all her life and lost her true heart!"
Zhou Hao shook his head: "Not everyone's intention is to become a strong person. Maybe your grandmother is benevolent, but not necessarily. β
Fang Miao nodded, and immediately asked rhetorically: "But my father is obsessed with power, why did his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds and become a master early?"
Zhou Hao smiled slightly: "Power, in the past, was your father's driving force for cultivation, in order to gain power, he could let go of everything and concentrate on cultivation! But when he has power, and he is greedy for power and refuses to let go, do you think he can continue to concentrate on cultivation and have a chance to achieve immortality in the future?"
Fang Miao suddenly realized: "I see! No wonder since my father was in power, there has been no major breakthrough in cultivation!"
Fang Miao had a sly smile in his eyes: "Zhou Hao, you said that other people's heads are the way, I see that you also have your own weaknesses!"
Zhou Hao was stunned and said, "What weaknesses do I have?"
"Beauty! Beauty is your weakness! Haha, you not only have the girl who has the sound of the piano, listen to her, what kind of charm and softness, entangled with you! If this goes on for a long time, I think you will also lose your heart in beauty!"
Zhou Hao's old face turned red and muttered: "What I'm saying is not to be addicted to external objects, so that it affects your heart." But that's not to say that you can't have it! For example, if you don't have the right exercises, how can you practice? But if you indulge in them too much, you will lose yourself. β
Fang Miao's eyes rolled and said, "What about the woman, how can it be regarded as possession, but not addicted?"
Zhou Hao grinned and said embarrassedly: "This, I haven't distinguished this yet! I think as long as it doesn't affect cultivation, it should be considered that I haven't indulged in it." β
"Quibble! You are quibbling! When it comes to yourself, there is really no way!" Fang Miao seemed to grasp Zhou Hao's weakness, and said a little proudly.
Zhou Hao touched the back of his head: "Hehe, I'm not enlightening you! No matter what the environment is, you can't be influenced, only in this way is the real yourself." β
Fang Miao put away her smile and sighed abruptly: "It's easy to say, but it's hard to do! In our world, there is no place for good people to be deceitful, the law of the jungle, and cruel and bloody! Even my grandmother, she has no desires and no quarrels with the world, and she has been trampled under the feet of others for most of her life! I don't want to be like her, making compromises. β
Only the truly strong can control their own destiny, and there is no need to trample on others to achieve themselves. β
Fang Miao's eyes were full of brilliance, and he suddenly clapped his hands, jumped to his feet and said, "I understand, I finally understand! I think I have finally found my way!"
Fang Miao suddenly pounced, hugged Zhou Hao's strong waist, buried his head in Zhou Hao's chest, and said excitedly: "Zhou Hao, thank you!
The two big men suddenly hugged each other tightly, Zhou Hao's forehead was beating with green tendons, and cold sweat was breaking out! There was even a strange and bewitching fragrance, which drilled straight into the nostrils, making Zhou Hao panic for no reason. (To be continued) RQ