85_85690 "Mo Hao" takes the great shore and the meaning of righteousness, which is consistent with his situation, and his righteousness is full of ethereal and inscrutable feeling.

When he first entered the old man's hut, he was immersed in the sound of the piano and did not look carefully at the house where the old man lived.

In the three years that he has lived with the old man, the old man has always given him an illusory feeling, and the old man's kindness to him makes him unbelievable.

However, although during these three years the old man taught him the language that is now spoken in the world, he did not teach him the words to write.

It's been three years, and after three years, even if you have the ability to communicate in language, you can't recognize words, which is a defect.

The old man decided to let him go out for a walk and see the outside world, and the last thing was to teach him to recognize words.

The old man took him into his room, where the desk was spotless, and a dozen books were neatly placed on it, and apparently he did not recognize any of the words on the cover.

However, the old man patiently taught him, and as a person with great creation, it only took one night for Hao Hao to memorize all the words and write them fluently.

As one of the abilities that must be possessed to go to the outside world, he has it, but this obviously does not allow him to live better in the outside world.

After the vicissitudes of life and suffering, experiencing the sun and wind, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, seizing the heaven and the earth, yin and yang, from a mass of neglected soil to a human body, and having the basic conditions for survival in this world, is it fate, or is it beyond the established rules of the Six Realms?

The candle tears dried, the spark came to the end of fate, and slowly the candle flickered slightly, and finally went out.

The world outside the window has begun a new day, dawn is coming, the sky is slightly bright, and the birdsong has sounded outside the window, but because the time is still early, there are still stars outside the window, and a full moon hangs high.

At this moment, his heart could not be calm, and he felt that an inexplicable force was pushing him and attracting him. He forced himself to calm down.

Finally, I stood in front of the window until the first rays of the morning sun shone into the house from the window.

With the warm sun shining on your body, it's time to start a new day.

He gently pushed open the small door of the hut and came into the courtyard, and the fresh air with the scent of flowers and plants greeted him, and the morning air was naturally refreshing.

Although the sun shines on the earth, there is still a faint mist in the forest, flowing slowly, and the birds are not surprised to meet people, jumping up and down in the trees, and crying gracefully. Close your eyes and put your heart into the day.

Since learning to write, his state of mind is also very different from before, a little more indifferent, a little less restless, and he can control his heart very well and grasp his own state of mind.

"How did you sleep last night, woke up so early", came from behind the old man's voice.

didn't speak, turned his head, only nodded and smiled at the old man, the two have lived for so long, and one look can see through each other's meaning.

After breakfast, Hao Hao waved goodbye to the old man, this walk may not come back for a long time, his heart is still a little reluctant, before leaving he bowed deeply to the old man.

As his relatives and teachers, the old man occupies an important position in his heart, in order to let him better improve himself, the old man still let him go out for a walk.

Looking at the slightly thin back, the old man's eyes flashed with tears. After living alone for so long, it is rare to have someone to talk to.

The peach blossom forest where the old man lived was not too far from the town, and after walking for more than an hour, he came to a nearby town.

Because of his ordinary appearance, the clothes he wears are also the ones he wears today, and he is also a person who is not good-looking in the crowd, and no one pays attention to him.

At this time, he was both happy and worried, happy that his new life was about to begin, worried that he had just experienced the world, did not understand the world, and had a feeling of being out of place.

After a period of wandering, he was surprised to find that in addition to the black-haired and black-eyed people like him, there were also blond-haired and blue-eyed residents, as well as red-haired and blue-eyed, blue-haired and black-eyed people...... In general, in addition to the same body shape, the appearance is different.

Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine, and a chill in his heart, within three years, he had learned some cultivation paths with the old man, and he was much stronger in all aspects than when he just died, and with his intuition, he knew that there were masters staring at him.

An old man in a Taoist robe stared at him not far behind him, but after only a short gap, the old man turned and left. "Strange, just now I clearly felt that there was a strange aura on this young man's body, as if he had a deep Dao teaching, he couldn't tell the truth, how could there be no one under careful exploration?"

When Mo Hao turned around to look, he only saw a back, indifferently out of the dust, elegant as a fairy.

"He's a cultivator!" was shocked in his heart.

The old man once told him that for tens of thousands of years, although everything in the world had been practicing the Tao in the first place, and he longed to reach the peak of the Tao one day to escape the cycle of life and death and have immortality, but later because of many living precedents for the world to know the hardships of cultivation, he was finally willing to spend his life in peace, even if life was short.

Therefore, today's cultivators are all masters of today's world, and Mo Hao deeply knows the horror of this kind of person, and he does not dare to be an enemy unless he is a master of martial arts who has advanced cultivation.

The old man also once said: "Reshaping the body, solidifying the original spirit, and reaching the point of living with heaven and earth, and shining with the sun and the moon, this is the ultimate goal of cultivation, that is, the realm of immortals." However, in addition to the Dao, in order to be able to have an advantage in front of ordinary people, it has evolved a martial art that is closer to the body.

The path to be taken by martial arts is to cultivate oneself against the sky, so as to achieve the legendary realm of immortal martial arts, in the eyes of most people, the path taken by martial arts is not as good as that of cultivators, and it is not considered the path of orthodox Taoism. But ......"

The old man didn't continue, but Mo Hao obviously understood that the martial artist was not incapable of fighting the cultivator, because the old man was a martial artist himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Hao's heart moved, "I don't know if the old man has stepped into the realm of immortal martial arts, if so, ......", he didn't think about it anymore, after all, the old man has always given him the feeling of indifference, tranquility, and a temperament that is beyond the material.

Looking at the peach blossom forest again, there are quite a few fairyland ethereal.

"If the old man has already stepped into the realm of immortal martial arts, I am afraid that in the end, I am afraid that it will be difficult to ......escape," he was gloomy for a while.

Pedestrians come and go on the street, shouting and selling one after another, and it is very lively, but Mo Hao feels extremely lonely.

Dusk came, but a large dark cloud drifted through the sky, and the sky that had just cleared immediately dimmed.

"Boom"

After a thunderclap, the shops on both sides of the street closed one after another, and the pedestrians on the street hurried, and soon the street was deserted, and he was left alone in the middle of the road.

After the lightning and thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and the cold rain soaked Chennan's clothes, and he felt a chill on his body, however, what was even colder was his heart, and his heart was extremely cold.

"Although the heavens and the earth are great, where can I be safed?"

There was a rain curtain between heaven and earth, and a lonely figure walked on the street blankly, letting the raindrops hit his body wildly