The problem of the heir of the family has always plagued Murong Servant, and even if he wants to go into seclusion with confidence, it is only after the future of the heir and the family has been properly arranged. Therefore, his biggest concern is the issue of longevity. Originally, there was no hope, so he pinned his hopes on Huanran. Later, I was confused by the so-called "Heavenly Dao Divine Water". Now, the immortal who is not seen in the world actually appears in his own home, and it is in the room of the righteous son, how can he not be moved?

Now, the unrelated son told him that after the gods left, he would come to talk to him about the elixir. What does this mean?

Murong Fu was pleasantly surprised: "Ran'er, is the elixir on you?"

Huan Ran bowed his head slightly.

Mingxin said: "Where does he have any elixir, I think he wants to give you a drop of essence blood." Although a drop of essence blood cannot be compared to the real Suo Yuan Dan, it is still possible to increase the life span for thousands of years. ”

"What! thousands of years?" Murong Servant was surprised and delighted in his heart, happy that his original efforts had brought him such great benefits, and what was surprising, what kind of identity was Huanran? If he annoyed the person behind him, then the Murong family ...... A child whose blood is like an elixir must have entered the immortal stage of his biological parents. Thinking of this, he began to worry again. Compared with the safety of this family, his life and death are no longer so important.

Murong Fu asked triedly, "Ran'er, if you lose your essence and blood, I don't know how long it will take to recover?"

Huan Ran didn't make a sound, silently took out an ink-colored porcelain bottle and placed it on the bookcase, and then the mana worked, and a drop of crystal red crystal shone with a pale gold light hanging down from his fingertips.

Murong Servant's eyes lit up, and his heart was full of surprises. There are ancient books, the color is like red crystal, the divine realm can be reached, the color is like cold gold, and the immortal level can be expected. Now, Huan Ran is not in the human realm, for his life, it is like a mortal infant toddler, this is a child born with a strong bloodline.

The essence blood dripped into the porcelain bottle, and his face turned pale with joy, and he handed the porcelain bottle to Murong Servant, and said, "Father-in-law, just mix the essence and blood with a bowl of water and take it." ”

Qingluan said: "Old man, the amount of this essence blood is enough for the two of you to take at the same time, with your current cultivation, I am afraid that you will not be able to withstand the energy of this essence blood." ”

How dare Murong Servant have other thoughts? Didn't you see that there was still a little fairy standing there who could see through people's hearts? So he hurriedly nodded yes, and hurried to the front hall with Jianjun one after another.

He just watched Huanran's every move, and while watching and thinking about a passage that Master had taught him, Master said, "Some people care about others because they are cared for by others, and some people are cared for by others because they care about them." Compared with the former, the latter is more likely to receive more care because of its initiative. Therefore, do not ask for what others give, but ask for what you give. Between giving and giving, there is a way of its own.

It is clear that this avenue is not the other. This path is the way of the world, and the way of the world is the way of cultivation, not the way of the cultivator, but only the state of mind. For example, the sages and the saints practice the way of the world, but the difference is that the way of the sage is more profound.

Understanding is not like a clear mind, going straight to the point. It is not because he has a delicate heart, but because Master once said that the highest artistic conception of a poem is to be quiet and subtle, a painting is also ethereal, soul-hidden, and meaningful, and a Zen proverb is simple but has a profound meaning. As the so-called King Kong angry eyes, it is not as good as the Bodhisattva to lower his eyebrows, and the same is true of life.

He is not as gifted as Mingxin and can see through people's hearts, but he has seven exquisite hearts. Maybe it's fair and a rule. Even if they were Chaos Beings, or the Spirit of the Great Dao, they would be limited to the rules of the Great Dao.

In his eyes, Murong Servant is a person who has lost his vitality, but is full of scheming, maybe after taking this essence blood, he will not be able to do what he wants.

As a son, Na Huanran didn't think too much. This is the human situation, which makes them chaotic creatures puzzled, but they are interested in understanding.

Although Huanran's cultivation is weak, the power of his divine soul is not weaker than that of a divine realm cultivator, which is also where he understands and is interested. Everything must be thought through and carefully studied and understood.

Clearly stretched out his right hand and aimed at the location of Huanran's soul lake, and in just a few breaths, Huanran's soul power was full, his breathing was smooth, and his complexion was restored.

Huan got up and wanted to salute, but was stopped by understanding.

He asked clearly: "I don't know, can you accompany you to Xuanwu Port?"

"This-" Huan Ran thought, now that the situation in the DPRK and China is unclear, as soon as he leaves, leaving his stepfather alone, how to deal with the hermit in the shadows? With Jianjun by his side, with his strength, I am afraid that he is not the enemy of the Divine Hidden Assassin. He was stunned for a while and said, "It's a pleasure to be able to walk with you." It's just that the things at home are too complicated, and I really can't get out of it. If there is any offense, I hope you will forgive me. ”

Qingluan said: "It's okay, we originally intended for you to take us to the other side of time." Since you have something at home, we can't force it. I also ask Childe to arrange all the matters immediately, and we will leave. ”

Huan Ran ordered the servant to take a customs clearance talisman golden order, which is a personal item that only qualified to carry as a Xiangye.

After thanking the three of them, they disappeared into the room.

Huan Ran looked at the empty room and was silent for a long time.

There are no immortals in the world, and no one knows what immortals look like. Today he actually saw it, it turns out that immortals also have tempers, such as that Mingxin, it turns out that immortals can also be tolerant, such as that understands, it turns out that immortals can also have empathy, such as that Qingluan.

When Huan Ran is thinking like this, he understands that he is also thinking.

When he was on the other side of time, he never thought he would come to this shore.

After coming to this shore, when I looked back at the people on the other side, I found that they were really not so civilized. Everything is backward, a frost can bury several bones, but they are simply happy.

Huan Ran said: In the distant future, what will those people think when they look here?

Understand the heart: In the endless torrent of time, in the boundless ocean of knowledge, the small human race has really pitiful, fortunately they are creating history, because the wisdom on the other side of the time is stored in the library here.

Huanran Xindao: For the human race, creation is only the price of using the wealth of the ancestors. Even so, over a long period of time and the accumulation of generations, the human race can become the most powerful race in the world.

Understand the heart: However, without the diligence of the predecessors, how can there be the rise of the descendants?

Huan Ran sighed in his heart: Yes, without the other side of time, the human race would not be prosperous today. The thoughts of my heart shall be holy!

I sighed in my heart: After countless generations of life and death, chaos has become like this, but all living beings are still difficult. Let me do as the true God gives peace to all ages. Save the tide of time and save the soul of the avenue!

The soul sea of two young beings from different planes and planes was stirring at the same time, and they didn't know why.

Huan Ran panicked.

Understood, but smiled indifferently.

Qingluan asked, "What's so ridiculous?"

Clearly shook his head and said, "In this plane, there is someone who has the same ambition as me. This is the echo of the avenue, I hear it, but I don't know where he is. ”

"Can you feel the echo of the avenue?"

"Of course, I can not only perceive, but I can also sense that someone is watching me. Perhaps, one day, I can be him too. ”

"Who?" said Ming Ming, startled, and looked around.

He said in a low voice: "Bodhisattva!"

Qingluan said, "Bodhisattva, are they everywhere?"

Looking at a figure on a mountain in the distance, he said, "As long as you have compassion in your heart, they are everywhere." Only lower your eyebrows and bow your head, just waiting for all beings to wake up. ”

Qingluan followed her clear gaze, although it was far away, she could see it clearly, but she saw that the man was wearing a white robe hunting in the wind. Wasn't that—the old fairy, and if it weren't for his advice, how could she have found a way to save her husband?

Between the words of the few people, the man had appeared in front of the three of them.

Mingxin said excitedly, "Master, why did you come here?

The Prophet laughed and said, "You are not here, but I am much quieter." ”

"He also said that it must have been too quiet, so he remembered me. I think you must be sighing into my room and saying—" Mingxin learned the tone of a prophet and said, "This little Mingxin, why is it so important to play, why did you forget Master? Don't you want Master?"

Understand and bow deeply, and say, "Understand below, meet the immortal master!"

"Well, that's good. The Prophet bowed his head to the Prophet and said, "I hope you will understand the first life, and do not be confused for a while." ”

"Immortal Master Xie advises!" understood that his heart lit up, the last time the immortal master appeared in the Zhita Temple, he wanted to come forward to salute, but Mingyi told him that although he was a senior brother, he was not qualified to meet the immortal master. Now he not only has to taste what he wants, but also receives the teachings of the immortal master, which makes him very happy. It's just that the immortal master's words seem to be meaningful, and he doesn't dare to ask more, so he can only keep it in his heart as a warning.

Seeing the silence, the Prophet added, "You need to remember that the other side of time is not a fairy land. In your world, do not forget the promise of today. Otherwise, though you have eternal life, you are doomed to death. ”

Suddenly said: "Disciple remember!"

The prophet looked at Mingxin and sighed, "Good boy, the fate of the next life has been decided, so don't force it in this life." ”

Mingxin glanced at it clearly, and said, "I don't want to listen to your arguments, it's all a trick to deceive!"

The prophet seemed embarrassed, and sighed: "Yes, everyone in the world knows everything, and the situation can be solved? ”

Qingluan saw that Mingxin was ignorant, so he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Qingluan greets the seniors!"

The prophet looked at Qingluan carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Although this journey is long, it is not dangerous. Remember, don't forget your feelings, you can get together in the next life, you must look back, but ask for a lifetime of grace. ”

Qingluan gave a salute, and just about to ask, the old man passed away like smoke.

Qingluan was a little lost, she really didn't understand what that warning meant.

Huan Ran gradually quieted down, heard a sound outside, looked up, but inadvertently, found that on the table, there was a shadow floating in the position where the scroll of the beginning of time was originally placed. Sensing this, he hurriedly threw a piece of silk cloth beside him, and the silk cloth stretched out, just enough to cover the shadow under it.

Murong Bei stumbled into the door, and said hurriedly: "Huanran, can I make a request to you?"

"Oh—when can't you ask me?"

"You see, even though I'm learning this to get revenge on you, you can't just look at it, right? Even if you live a long life in the future, in the end, you will not die of loneliness? Therefore, my brother wants to ask you for help, and if there is any problem that cannot be solved, you must help me!" Before Huan Ran could make any indications, he hurriedly clasped his palms together and said, "That's it, you agreed!

Huan Ran was surprised in her heart, asking for someone to say such a thing in Murong Bei's mouth was really a bit shameless. He didn't want to talk to him, just nodded lightly, and he was helpless.

Murong Bei came closer, holding his chest out, completely ignoring the fact that his image in his younger brother's mind was collapsing inch by inch. He also knew that he was already a pile of mud in Huanran's heart. Therefore, he didn't mind how ugly Huanran's face was, and said with a big grin: "I have a little question for you now." Shuzi said: The people are not the people, the country is not the country, and we have to be at ease. What I am even more puzzled about is that this bird language appears in both the "Heroic Spirit" and "Construct the Pulse" at the same time. ”

Huan Ran exclaimed: "How much have you read the Nine Treatises?"

Murong Bei said casually: "I am reading both volumes at the same time." No, I find it easier to understand these two volumes when read together. The strange thing is that these two volumes are two separate volumes, and when you look at them together, they are one volume again, do you say interesting or not?"

Huan Ran was stunned.

He was not surprised by the wonder of the Nine Treatises themselves, but by the amazement of Murong Bei, who was simply a celestial, he didn't expect such an attempt at the beginning. From this point of view, the "Nine Treatises" that Murong Bei read was different from everyone else, and if it was in the future, he didn't dare to think about it. It's a wizard!

In Murong Bei's eyes, Huan Ran's face showed displeasure. He was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart, boy, you have to teach today, and you have to teach if you don't teach. He sat on the ground.

Huan Ran saw that he looked like a scoundrel again, and said with disgust: "These two sentences should be read in a single volume, and we must understand that Shuzi was in a troubled era at that time, with thieves everywhere and all beings being displaced. Therefore, the people he refers to are outcasts. The country is also in turmoil, so the country is mourning. What he meant was that if the homeless had a place to live, they would have enough food to eat and clothes to cover their bodies. Then the humiliation of mourning the country can be gone. The whole world is safe, what else do you need a saint to do? Just for edification, a sage is enough. ”

Murong Bei was dumbfounded. blinking his monkey eyes, he sighed: "Look, it's worthy of being the champion, it's just different." In a few words, you can decipher so many meanings. It seems that when this old man first wrote this book, he was either too lazy because he was too lazy like you!

Huan Ran looked at his hand and smiled: "Shuzi once said that the year of learning should be like the wind, the year of the weak crown should be like a cloud, the year of standing should be like water, and the year of not being confused should be like a mountain." Look at you now, although you are weak, you can't even count as wind, and you will rest in this life!"

Murong Bei said angrily: "Who are you fooling? Shuzi Lao'er can't speak like this, you must have made it up to deceive me!"

"There is a record of "Shuzi Chapter" in "The Biography of the Sons of Chengtian", whether it is true or false, you will know it when you check it. ”

Murong Bei couldn't find anything to refute, and said angrily: "Okay, brother, I'll go and verify it now, I don't believe that this old man can still speak human words!" After speaking, he got up from the ground and stumbled towards the door.

Huan Ran looked at Murong Bei away, and secretly said in his heart, after all, he lived up to my expectations. You were disheartened, and it was a blessing that you didn't die, but with ten thousand years to go in the future, do you know how difficult life is?

Huan Ran got up and stretched out his hand to tear off the silk cloth on the table, but when he saw the heavy figures in the shadow, he was so shocked that he couldn't hold his tongue!