Bang!

The night was dark, accompanied by a thunderclap, and the torrential rain poured down like a waterfall.

On the border of Great Xia, in the barren land of Linjia Village, the cry of a baby suddenly sounded in the fields.

"Whose child was lost?"

In the middle of the night, the eager roar of a man was heard in the pouring rain......

On the golden field, three-year-old Lin Xinfan sat on a pile of hay, looking up at the sky, and his young age was actually thinking.

"Xinfan, what are you looking at?"

A simple man with a hoe walked in front of him, he was Lin Xinfan's father, Lin Wei.

"Dad, what is heaven?" Lin Xinfan pointed to the top of his head and said suddenly.

Lin Wei stared at Lin Xinfan, and felt more and more that this child was mysterious. The three-year-old children in the village are playing with mud, while Xinfan rarely plays children's games, but he expresses a strong desire for knowledge about life.

Lin Wei named him "Xinfan", originally wanting him to be an ordinary person, but maybe it was a coincidence, Xinfan always seemed to have something upset, and often looked at the sky alone in a daze.

"Xinfan, Dad is going to send you to private school. Lin Wei smiled slightly, "Your question will be left to the teacher to answer." ”

"Private school?" Lin Xinfan's eyes rolled, and he immediately jumped up, "Haha, I'm going to tell the people in the village that I, Lin Xinfan, am going to private school." ”

......

In the private school, the teacher with gray temples said earnestly: "Not willing to be difficult, ordinary bodies can also condense the power beyond the natural world, this is the victory of the world." ”

"Mortal ...... Shengtian?"

Lin Xinfan thought about it, but his doubts were even stronger, and he suddenly stood up and said: "Teacher, is it really the sky that we win? The sky cannot be touched or touched, how can he say that he wins or loses?"

"This ......" the teacher was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Lin Xinfan continued: "I think it should be us who wins, not the sky. ”

As soon as these words came out, the teacher was stunned, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Xinfan, don't think about this. ”

"But ......"

"Obedient. The teacher glared at Lin Xinfan.

Lin Xinfan had no choice but to sit down, but quietly stuck out his tongue.

......

"Good news, good news! Master Chang Ming is here, and he wants to come to our Linjia Village to accept disciples who meet the qualifications of cultivators. ”

"What! Hurry, let all the children under the age of fourteen in the village gather. ”

The entire Linjia Village suddenly became lively, Master Chang Ming is a mysterious cultivator, and every five years he will come to some villages to select children with good qualifications and lead them on the path of cultivators.

You must know that once you become a cultivator, you can kill tigers and wolves at will, which is very powerful.

Master Chang Ming, who was dressed in a gray robe, sat on the high platform, and almost the entire people of Linjia Village were under the high platform, bowing to this master.

"What is a cultivator?" Lin Xinfan asked the person next to him in a low voice.

The person next to him suddenly became proud, cleared his throat and said, "If you don't know anything about your heart, every cultivator is a great existence, they go against the sky, and even the heavens don't have a problem with them." ”

"Against the sky?" Lin Xinfan frowned.

"Heaven is unfair, so we have a bad fate. On the high platform, Master Chang Ming said, "My cultivators are going against the heavens and dominating their own lives. ”

"If you cultivate against the sky, you will be a cultivator. ”

"Hahaha. Lin Xinfan suddenly laughed, and the laughter spread quickly in the silent crowd, which was particularly harsh.

"Xinfan, what are you laughing at?" everyone looked displeased and looked at each other angrily.

Master Chang Ming on the high platform also stopped and looked at Lin Xinfan coldly.

Lin Xinfan held his stomach and almost burst into tears of laughter, "I suddenly remembered that there was a person who squatted in the thatched house for most of the day and didn't pull out, and as a result, the thatched house was going to be demolished, you say it's ridiculous." ”

"Presumptuous!" the village chief snorted coldly, "In front of the master, how can you speak foul language? ”

"Wait. Master Chang Ming, who was sitting on the high platform, spoke in a deep voice, and he stared at Lin Xinfan, "Little doll, what do you want to say?"

"That's what I thought was funny. Lin Xinfan was full of smiles, "What's even more ridiculous is that the man demolished the thatched house, and he also felt that God made him unable to, so he held a wooden stick to stab the sky." ”

Everyone was shocked, and when they heard this, they immediately understood that Lin Xinfan was satirizing Master Chang Ming.

Master Chang Ming smiled coldly, "Little doll, are you saying that this day is no wonder, and you can't complain?"

"Xinfan, shut up. ”

"Xinfan, quickly apologize to the master. ”

"Xinfan, don't think that you can contradict the master after reading the book for two days. ”

The surrounding villagers hurriedly reminded in a whisper, you must know that Master Chang Ming is the most powerful cultivator within a hundred miles, and once he gets angry, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But Lin Xinfan had no intention of flinching, his immature face showed resoluteness, and his bright eyes were full of wisdom, "On the contrary, the sky is strange and resentful, otherwise, the person who can't pull out has nowhere to vent, and maybe he will harm others." It's just that God has been suffering from our abuse, and it stands to reason that it should be a respectable person, why do we have to think about going against this day and breaking this day?"

Call!

A strong wind blew, blowing away the clouds on the horizon, and the warm sunlight sprinkled down, illuminating Lin Xinfan's immature face golden.

Everyone stared at this child who was not yet ten years old, and his words were undoubtedly challenging the purpose of the cultivator realm's struggle against the heavens.

Master Chang Ming left, and did not take a single child from Linjia Village. The village chief and the others sat at the entrance of the village in a gloomy manner, and the five-year screening of cultivators ended before it began.

"That kid wasn't from our Lin family village in the first place. A moment later, a villager suddenly spoke.

On the side, the village chief with gloomy eyes nodded slightly, then sighed deeply and walked towards Lin Xinfan's house.

The village chief and Lin Wei talked all night, but Lin Xinfan didn't hear what the two said, but the next day, the village chief suddenly said that the child he picked up did not belong to this place.

For several days, Lin Xinfan's consciousness was in a blur, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he had left Linjia Village for three days, and all he could think of was his father's red eyes.

Lin Xinfan looked at the sky and shed two lines of tears, he didn't understand why he was so attached to the sky, it seemed that there was something he needed to find this day.

Since then, Lin Xinfan has embarked on an endless road of knowledge.

"People may respect the sky, or complain about the sky, or rebel against the sky, but what is this day?"

"Opposite to the earth is the heavens. ”

A generation of great Ru Ruber, although he was puzzled by the question of the young man in front of him, quickly gave his own answer.

"Thank you, Master, for your answer. Lin Xinfan bowed respectfully, and then retired.

"People may respect the sky, or complain about the sky, or rebel against the sky, but what is this day?"

"Empty and empty. ”

"People may respect God...... What the hell is this day?"

"The void is the sky. ”

“...... What the hell is this day?"

"Hold all things for heaven. ”

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"Above us, those who need to be admired, are heaven. In the deep courtyard, a great Confucian said.

Lin Xinfan raised his eyes, stared at Daru for a moment, and then bowed his hand slightly: "Master, I'm sorry." ”

In the past twenty years, Lin Xinfan has visited countless celebrities and wise men in the Great Xia Kingdom, and has also received countless answers about "heaven", but he has never been able to find a convincing answer.

Perhaps, a day is a day and does not need a strict definition.

However, in the past twenty years, Lin Xinfan's knowledge has become more and more profound, and his conversations with the Great Confucian have also made him famous, so much so that half of the Great Xia Kingdom has heard of a sage who wanders around the world.

The lord of the Great Xia Kingdom personally sent someone to find Lin Xinfan and asked him to hold an important position in the government and the opposition, and in just a few years, he actually became the prime minister of the dynasty.

After Lin Xinfan became the prime minister, the chaotic Great Xia Kingdom began to formulate laws, so Lin Xinfan began to travel around again to seek advice.

In a solicitation of opinions, the other party was an old man in a small town, Lin Xinfan asked all the questions as usual, suddenly remembered the past experience, and subconsciously said: "Old man, people either respect the sky, or complain about the sky, or go against the sky, what do you think this day is?"

The old man was a little restrained, and said tremblingly: "My lord, the sky is different between you and me, you are the prime minister, I should listen to you." ”

Lin Xinfan was stunned suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.

"Answer, that's exactly the answer!"

Lin Xinfan was extremely excited, and the old man's casual words made him suddenly enlightened, the definition of heaven is different for everyone, so the answer he wants to find is only on himself.

"Now my heaven is the system of the law, the system of observance to all men. ”

Since then, the Great Xia Kingdom has been strict and disciplined, standardizing the law, even if the Son of Heaven violates the law, he is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and Lin Xinfan was also named the prime minister of Qingtian by the people of Great Xia.

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"Prime Minister, according to your orders, all the mobs that killed my officials and soldiers have been captured. ”

Lin Xinfan rode on the horse, and his cold gaze swept in front of dozens of people one by one.

When the law was enforced, there were riots in some places, and they thought that the heavens were reversible, and the law could not be reversed. During the conflict, these men attacked and killed the officials and soldiers who went to preach the law, and the crime was unforgivable.

At this time, Lin Xinfan suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and at this time, the middle-aged man also raised his head, revealing his cloudy eyes.

At this moment, Lin Xinfan suddenly trembled, because this person was none other than his father, Lin Wei!

"No! no, ......" Lin Xinfan's eyes trembled, unable to accept it.

Recalling the memories of childhood, when the scorching sun was in the sky, my father worked hard in the fields, and he was reluctant to eat watermelons, and when he was thirsty, he lay directly on the edge of the ditch, just for himself to go to private school......

Such a simple person, but at this time, he has become a member of the mob, according to the law, he will not be pardoned, how can Lin Xinfan accept it?

"Prepare for execution. ”

"Stop!" Lin Xinfan said suddenly, "Let them go." ”

"Your Excellency?"

"Bastard, let them go, are you deaf?" Lin Xinfan's voice was terrible, "Release it quickly!"

Bang!

There was a thunderclap in the sky for no reason, and the wind of slaughter dispersed in all directions.

Under Lin Xinfan's stern gaze, the soldiers did not dare to disobey, so they had to loosen the dozens of mobs one by one.

Lin Wei glanced at Lin Xinfan before leaving, it seemed that this person was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was?

On the other hand, Lin Xinfan seems to have left his body and become a walking corpse. What an irony that the law he made and upheld was now broken by himself.

Thundered......

The thunder and lightning continued, Lin Xinfan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his consciousness was foggy, and he fell down holding his heart.

The next day, a piece of news reached the capital of Great Xia, and the whole country was shaken.

Lin Xinfan, the prime minister of Qingtian, died violently in a thunderstorm!

The falling Ye Tianxun felt like he had a dream in which he was born in thunder and lightning, and then the blue sky collapsed and he died in thunder and lightning.

It's just that after this dream ended, his fall continued, and in an instant, his consciousness entered another world......