The Master asked, "Have you ever wondered what kind of existence the Heavenly Dao is?"

Ning Que thought about it, he really didn't have any concept of the Heavenly Dao and the ethereal existence.

"No, didn't you just say that when the world thinks, Haotian is always laughing?"

"But sometimes, even if we are teased, we still have to think that if the baby falls down and is ridiculed when he takes the first step, he will not try again, then he will not be able to walk for the rest of his life, and if the first word you write is too ugly when you learn calligraphy, you will not continue, then you will not be able to become the Ning family you are now. ”

"Teacher, I think you're making fun of me at this time. Ning Que said with a smile.

He remembered that he had been searching for a way to embark on the path of cultivation for many years, and when he was holding the Taishang Induction Tea and Dinner, he had also been teased by the people in Weicheng, but he did not give up, so he finally got to where he is today.

Then he thought of his life of exile and misery with Sangsang, and confirmed that the opinion he had always held was correct, then the sky must not have a pair of eyes that always overlook the joys and sorrows of the world, because fate is not fair to the world.

So he thought for a moment and then replied, "The Heavenly Dao is a very empty existence. ”

The master was a little satisfied with his answer, and said: "Whether Haotian has life or not, we don't accumulate virtue and virtue, whether there is a specific form, we don't know, where Haotian is, we still don't know, but whether he is conscious or not, junior brother, he once again confirmed at the cost of death." ”

The cold night wind swept the clouds under the cliff, and the moist and cold water vapor crashed into the cliff without waves, and then scattered in all directions, gradually spreading to the cliff floor, adding a bit of coolness.

The master looked up at the lofty and indifferent heavenly dome, and said leisurely.

"If there really is a way of heaven, it overlooks the world, and those people on the earth who are struggling to survive, even those cultivators who seem to be able to call the wind and rain, can only be like ants. ”

"If there really is a heavenly way, it will not pay the slightest pity and attention to the ants, and when a few of those ants suddenly raise their heads to look at it, and even begin to give birth to wings as thin as feathers and fly into the sky, trying to challenge it, how can its consciousness and will allow such a thing to happen?"

"If there is really a Heavenly Dao, then the Heavenly Dao is invisible and even more ruthless. ”

Ning Que looked at the teacher who was standing on the cliffside and was like an immortal in the night breeze, thinking about these three consecutive sentences If there is really a way of heaven, after being silent for a long time, he suddenly said firmly: "But teacher, you are not an ant. ”

The Master laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of grandeur.

This laughter suddenly rose from the cliff ether, piercing the high and indifferent sky and night, and the sea of clouds between the cliffs flowed in fear and turbulence, until the laughter of the master faded away and the clouds returned to calm.

The master stood on the cliff, looked at the night stars and clouds, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly said with emotion: "Stick tiger chicken, it's a pity that there are no insects." ”

Stick Tiger Chicken is the simplest wine boxing, but Ning Que knew that the master certainly didn't want to drink at this time, so he would say this, he thought to himself, this simple and even superficial description must be the teacher's cognition of Haotian in this life, but the vulgar meaning is deep, and he can't understand it for the time being.

Master's previous words solved some doubts in his heart, but also gave birth to some new doubts, if Uncle Xiao was the ant ant who gave birth to wings back then, and wanted to fly to the sky, because he touched the dignity of the Heavenly Dao and was punished by heaven to death, then why did he deceive him like this

There must be more than one of the hundreds of millions of ants in the world who have raised their heads and glanced at the sky, and there must have been many people who have tried to fly to the clear blue sky of that day in the long years.

Where did all those people go? died heroically like Uncle Xiaoshi, or did they really return to the embrace of Haotian Glory and enter the perfect eternity just like those feathering stories recorded in the Xiling Classics?

If it was said that the realm of the little uncle back then no longer allowed him to continue to stay in the turbid world, then why did he not choose to enter eternity, but chose to challenge the way of heaven?

Is it just pride?

But no matter how fierce and proud the tiger is, it will not howl at the hunter's whistle for no reason.

There is another question, why is the Master still in the world? Where did the Master gather his wings? Didn't the Master want to see the true appearance of the Heavenly Dao?

He looked at the master on the cliffside and said, "Teacher, there are still many things I don't understand. ”

The Master said, "When will you be able to fully understand the third book, you will probably be able to understand it." ”

Ning Que knew that it must not be something that could be done in a short period of time, so he was silent for a moment, got rid of the atmosphere of this completely retreating mysterious conversation tonight, returned to the real world, and sincerely asked: "The Haoran Qi in the student's body can be disguised as the breath of heaven and earth now, but this body is not easy to hide, if a person's weapon falls on the body, Haotian Daomen will definitely be able to see the strangeness." ”

The master said, "Didn't you let people spread the word to the world that they were cultivating martial arts?"

Ning Que smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Martial arts cultivation, where can you deceive people?"

The master sneered and said, "In the matter of cultivation, as long as you can beat people, you will naturally be able to deceive people, and don't let people hurt your body, who will know how strange your body is?"

Ning Que was silent, thinking that the battle between cultivators was unprovoked, and even if his realm had improved a lot, how could he ensure that the other party's natal sword and the like would not come into contact with his body?

The master looked into his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said, "After the junior brother left this cave, he didn't let anyone touch his body until the day he died. ”

The master left the cliff flat, and for the rest of the night, Ning Que sat between the cliffs, thinking and analyzing all the words that the master Xiantao said, and did a detailed combing of the time he was imprisoned in the cliff cave for three months, transforming those realm and mental gains into the actual existence in the body.

When the sky was light, Sangsang returned to the cliff...... After serving him, he washed up, packed all his bags, and walked down the steep and narrow stone path down the mountain.

The scenery of the cliff is still the same, the stone path is steep with this, and the waterfall flows into the sea of clouds.

After walking a few steps east along the canyon, I saw the figure of Chen Pipi.

And then there's the brothers and sisters.

The disciples on the second floor of the academy all came to welcome the junior disciples out of the customs today.

Tang Xiaotang jumped over and untied some luggage from Sang Sang...... glared at Ning Que, and then took Sang Sang's little hand...... Walked to the head of the waves.

The master only looked at Ning Que and smiled gently, and said, "It's been hard these days. ”

Ning Que waved his hands and bent down, saluted the senior brothers and sisters, and said, "Senior brothers and sisters have worked hard. ”

The crowd happily gathered around him to congratulate him.

Senior Brother Eleventh gave him a bouquet of wild flowers, and Sang Sang was a little unhappy.

Ninety-ten senior brothers began to play the piano and blow the flute, so unexpected.

The two senior brothers of Wuba found that they couldn't do anything, so they couldn't pull Ning Que to play chess at this time, so they had to keep repeating the words of congratulations, like a boring cycle of four tribulations.

The sixth senior brother patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, and the pair of hands that were used to iron almost beat him to the point of vomiting blood...... Seventh Senior Sister Shangtao pinched his face lovingly, almost pinching blood.

The second senior brother stood in the distance, his face was a little ugly, looking at Ning Que's somewhat nervous gaze, but he still nodded...... The corners of his lips even squeezed out some extremely rare smiles.

Today, the mountain behind the academy is full of laughter and laughter, the large grass houses that are ventilated on all sides, and the aroma of food is overflowing...... The seventh senior sister and Tang Xiaotang Sangsang made a sumptuous feast.

The banquet was to welcome the little junior brother Ning Que to finally break through...... There is no need to be imprisoned in the cliff cave and die a miserable old age, but also to welcome the teacher to return from his travels in the world, although the welcome time is three months late, the most important reason is that this is Ning Que's apprenticeship, and he will officially worship under the master's door.

Ning Que knelt in front of the master's chair, respectfully, honestly, and stumbled three times without cheating, but it was a pity that his body was too strong after practicing Haoran Qi, and the three rings smashed the green bricks in front of him to reveal cracks, but his forehead still did not bleed, not even bruises, only some dust.

He didn't take the opportunity to let the teacher see his sincerity, and patted him on the back by the way, he felt so sorry.

Standing up, he took a cup of warm tea from the third senior sister's hand, Ning Que walked up to the master and offered it with both hands, the master took it and took a sip slowly, and the apprenticeship was officially completed, which was very simple.

The seventh senior sister walked over with a pile of clothes and asked, "Little junior brother choose a Yan Ji ......"

Ning Que was slightly stunned, looked into her senior sister's arms, and found that she was holding the college uniform, when it was spring, it was naturally a spring dress to deal with, compared with the Tao Academy's uniform, there was no obvious difference in the second-floor student's uniform, but there were many more choices in color.

He looked at the senior brothers and sisters around the cottage, and noticed that everyone's choices seemed to be very casual, the third senior sister was still wearing the wide light cyan uniform, the senior brother was wearing an old jacket, not wearing a hospital uniform at all, and the rest of the people's hospital uniforms were of different colors, red and gray.

The seventh senior sister looked at his hesitant expression and quipped: "You really have to be cautious, you can't change it if you choose." ”

Ning Que subconsciously looked at Sangsang, since he left Ohshan and no longer became beast skin savages and entered Weicheng, what clothes the two of them wore had always been decided by Sangsang.

Sangsang nodded.

Ning Que understood what she meant, and said, "Senior sister, I want that black one." ”

The seventh senior sister said with a smile: "You are the first person to pick black in the back mountain, the little junior brother really has a vision, the man is pretty, and he is covered in soap, this is the truth, some stupid people never understand." ”

The second senior brother Yan sù standing behind the master was inexplicable.

Senior Brother looked at Ning Que, who was putting his black hospital uniform on his body, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The master stroked his beard, looked at Ning Que and asked, "Why did you choose the black one?"

With the help of Sang Sang, Ning Que fastened the placket buckle and replied honestly: "Black is forbidden to be dirty." ”

This is the real answer, he and Sang Sang didn't expect that the man should be pretty with soap, and the master and servant were more concerned about how to wash less and save some water and soap.

The elder brother was stunned.

The master's fingers stiffened slightly, and he shook his head with a smile.

(This is chapter two, chapter three strives to come out a little before.) ）