Chapter 504: Follow the Feelings
With the blue sky above his head and the red carpet under his feet, the three-hundred-mile journey was completed in an instant, and the old and young fell to the edge of the giant pit, but Shisanlang's heart could not be implemented like his body.
"I really don't know. ”
Changing the sword is white-headed?Thirteen Lang really hadn't heard it, and there was not much complaint in his voice, only calmness and calmness.
"It's not too late to know now, it's a good thing anyway, and that's what Mr. Big meant. ”
The ghost path was facing the giant pit, and he waved his hand and said, "What is this guy hiding?
After all, he hadn't lost his mind yet, and he knew that Thirteen Lang might be difficult to say clearly, or he didn't want to say it clearly, so he didn't threaten with the dignity of a teacher.
Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly and said: "Don't be angry, I really can't say anything about this matter, not for you, but for everyone." ”
If it was someone else, Thirteen Lang had already thought of a set of excuses, and he didn't want to hide from the world, so it was reasonable. He couldn't do this to the ghost road, and he couldn't put it together, so he had to explicitly refuse.
"That's nature, you can't tell the old man, how can you tell others. ”
Ghost Dao understood things very well, and said: "Hiding such a big secret, there must be troubles in the future; if you want to protect yourself, you must have liliang, and there are many kinds of liliang, such as ......"
Thirteen Lang knew what he wanted to say, so he quickly shook his head to stop it, and said sincerely: "Teacher, this matter is really not good. ”
Ghost Dao fell silent suddenly, his eyes did not show much anger, only some disappointment.
Thirteen Lang was usually sharp-toothed, but at this time he was like a wooden pimple, and he opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he could only sigh and calmly look at the old man.
"Really?"
"Hmm. ”
"Just for the sake of two witches?"
"You got it...... Yes, but not all. ”
"Not all? What does that mean? You have someone else in mind!"
The ghost couldn't hold it back, and shouted: "The young man is amorous, and the old man is not good to say." But you have to remember that male cultivation is the main business, and your character is not the kind of butterfly that patrols the flowers and does not stick to the powder......"
"That's not the case......"
Thirteen Lang scolded you in his heart for being old and not ashamed to know this kind of sentence, most of them were dishonest when they were young, and said with a wry smile in his mouth: "I mean, between me and Princess Xia." It doesn't feel that way per se. ”
"Feel, feel like it's worth a few bucks!"
The ghost Dao was furious and said, "What is that feeling? Could it be that you are a fool of cultivating the Dao, and what kind of trick is you playing that you will live up to your vow?"
Not to mention, once he talks about love, the old man can really drag a few sour words, and even drinking and scolding flashes of memories in his eyes from time to time, and he is very busy.
"I'm free today anyway, the old man will make a good deal with you. ”
"I don't mention the goal of cultivation, everyone understands that the ultimate goal of cultivation is immortality. It's about living. Let's just talk about this movable type, that is, Shouyuan!"
Snatching his arms and sleeves, the ghost sat on the edge of the well, and beckoned: "Come here, the old man will talk to you well." ”
Thirteen Lang did not distinguish or refuse, and honestly sat down by the well with him, feeling the heat under his ass. I thought that the old man's heart might be hotter than Jinshan, but it was also rare.
How can the ghost know what years Thirteen Lang's heart has turned. Seeing that he looked honest, and thought that he was tempted, Lao Huai slowed down his tone and said, "You tell me first, do you have any eternal feelings in your heart?"
Thirteen Lang was dumbfounded all of a sudden, thinking to himself No, could it be that the old man is really an idiot. To be able to say such a thing.
Ghost Dao felt something this time, his old face turned red, and he said, "Don't care so much, say what you think." ”
Shisanro had no choice but to shake his head and said, "I only believe in being alive. What will never change...... I don't believe anything. ”
Ghost Dao said, "What is a life?"
Shisanlang thought to himself whether this still needs to be asked, and replied in his mouth: "One life is a lifetime." ”
"How long is a lifetime?" Onido continued.
Thirteen Lang replied helplessly: "You are difficult, different people, there are naturally long and short in life." ”
"There is a difference between long and short, but is there also a long and short feeling that you are talking about? If you don't believe in reincarnation, you should admit it. ”
Ghost Dao's expression became colder, and he said, "Unless you think that after a person dies, even that feeling can be taken away." If that's the case, what's the difference between heavy and light it, it's just a lucky person after all. ”
Thirteen Lang thought to himself, didn't you take yourself as an example, and responded: "You are right, I feel that I will not die because of the death of one party, and the living person will always exist in his heart." ”
The ghost was relieved and said, "Being able to face this shows that you are not stupid." Since this is the case, it is enough to prove that it conflicts with the goal of the monastic, and only one or the other can be chosen. ”
"If you want to stay together for a long time, you need two people to attain the Tao at the same time, do you think this is possible?"
"Impossible, it means that no matter how long two people are together, there will still be a difference in the end. The dead are dead, what about the living?"
"If you can't let go or let go, it's obsession and an obstacle on the way. In other words, the dead become a burden to the living, harming the other party. ”
"There are thousands of ways to cultivate, and without exception, you need to cut off the dust edge; what is the dust edge? In fact, it is karma, it is the stumbling block; cultivators are the most jealous of the demons, where do the demons come from? The same is true. ”
"If you want to be on the Great Dao, you can't behave like a common man, no matter what you feel about it, no matter how important it is, you have to cut it off. ”
"Sooner or later, sooner or later, it's all cut, why not cut it off!"
After some majestic words, Ghost Dao felt that he had expressed the true meaning of cultivation and love extremely perfectly, his eyes were dignified, and he said, "Tell me, is this the reason?" ”
Shisanlang looked at him quietly, his eyes were a little grateful, but more sympathetic.
"What's wrong?" Although he gradually became less confident, Onido still tried his best to hold his chest out, and it looked a little funny.
He cheered himself up and said, "If you have any doubts, just talk about it, it doesn't matter if it's wrong." ”
Thirteen Lang sighed and said helplessly: "Old man, obsessed with obsession, you are obsessed now." ”
The ghost path was speechless for a moment.
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Jusanlang said: "So many people know, there is nothing to hide, today or tomorrow I will leave this place and go to the south to find two people." ”
"Do you have to go?" Oni Dao asked, still unwilling to give up.
"I have to go. Thirteen Lang replied calmly.
From the point of view of talking heart-to-heart. Ghost Dao is not a good candidate, but from the perspective of heart-to-heart, Thirteen Lang is very willing to talk to him, if it is not for the fear of bringing trouble to him, he even wants to talk to the old man about Biluo.
Of course it was impossible, and Jusan Lang didn't want to see him worry about himself. At the same time, it is true that someone needs to be able to transition these words, and the candidate is none other than the ghost.
Shisanlang said: "Regarding obsession, I agree with you, if you can't let go, it's obsession, and it may be the karma of becoming a cultivator. But I agree more with what you just said, the important thing is to have no regrets! Don't talk about whether you live a beautiful life or not, isn't it another kind of obsession to forcibly cut things that you obviously can't cut?"
If it were a debate, Jusanro felt that he would have won easily with only three points of effort. There is no chance for the ghost to refute at all, but then again, he doesn't like to debate right and wrong with others, and he is even more reluctant to do that with the ghost way, in addition to the rational factor, it comes more from intolerance.
Cultivating to be high does not mean that wisdom is high, and Thirteen Lang has many deficiencies in cultivating true knowledge, but if it comes to psychology and how to overcome it, he really doesn't think anyone is qualified to teach himself.
Two lives as a man. Thirteen Lang has really died once, is there a stronger teacher than this? No matter how wise a living person is, how can he tell what it is like to be "dead".
Looking at the unwilling expression of the ghost road, Thirteen Lang was amused and warm, and said with a smile: "This matter has been going on for a long time, but look at me, when have you delayed your cultivation?"
The ghost caught the conversation. said: "Not delaying now does not mean that there will be no delay in the future; how many people of the highest nature are strong because of their obsessions, and because of their ......"
"And they are destroyed by attachments, and their hearts cling to one thing, and do not lose their will. Don't be biased, don't be temporary. ”
The voice is deep and deep, and there is a faint resonance around it, if you compare who is more godly, Thirteen Lang is much more orthodox than the bitter mouth of the ghost road.
"I know you're still going to ......" The ghost Dao was angry, thinking to himself what this is called! The old man is here to teach people, not to be taught.
Shisanro said: "Knowing is not the same as being able to do it, and even if it can be done, there is still a question of timing." Let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, most of the time, I follow my feelings. If you think it should be like this, then do it, and if you think it shouldn't be like that, then it shouldn't be like that, there is not much reason to talk about. ”
Ghost Dao blew his beard and glared for a while, and said, "Feel it, why can't I see it, you and Princess Xia don't feel it at all, why are you so obsessed with witches?"
"How can you call it a feeling if you don't do that?Besides, when have I ever been infatuated?" Thirteen Lang was so aggrieved, thinking that you buttoned one hat after another, should you ask me if there was such a thing first.
The ghost Dao was more innocent than him, and said in amazement: "You said you had feelings just now. ”
Thirteen Lang replied weakly: "This feeling is not the other feeling, it is not the same thing. ”
"Uh, what the hell does it feel?"
"It's supposed to be done, that's how it feels. ”
"To do this...... Not for the feeling?"
"It's because of feelings, not for feelings......"
Shisanlang shook his head again and again, and said weakly: "I mean, I think I should go to them, not for the sake of male and female affairs. ”
"Feelings should go, go not for feelings, and go without feelings to find ......"
The ghost said it in his mouth, and suddenly noticed that Thirteen Lang was looking at him with a sly smile, and he was immediately angry and slapped it.
"Little rabbit cub, dare to entertain the old man!"
"It's because you're stupid, you rely on me for everything. ”
Thirteen Lang rubbed his head, put away his grievances and said: "Serious, there is something I want you to help with, I will also talk about it when I go back to Mr. Big, I really can't help it." ”
"What's so serious?" Onido startled.
"I have evil qi in me, and I need to find a way to refine evil qi, the sooner the better. Thirteen Lang replied.
"What is wrong with this, my generation of monks, especially sword cultivators, is to kill, which one is not evil. ”
Ghost Dao was disdainful and said, "It's a good thing to be a little evil, when you are against the enemy...... Yes...... Oh my god!"
On Thirteen Lang's body, a layer of red light suddenly shot out, and the bloody aura that was so thick to the extreme was released that in the eyes of the ghost Dao was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and there was no trace of light.
The bright red is like a blindeye, like a ball of squirming plasma, more than a foot thick!
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...... (To be continued.) )