The drunkard looked at the viewer like an idiot, and said in a trembling voice, "You are crazy. ”

The viewer smiled and said, "No, I have never been so sober. ”

The drunkard's brow furrowed extremely tightly, and he said, "What if...... I mean, if ...... She can't return to the Haotian Divine Kingdom, and you choose to do the right thing for her, what will become of this world?"

The door to the stone house was never closed.

The viewer quietly looked at the clear blue sky outside the cliff and said, "There will still be no change in this world, because everyone, including you, seems to have forgotten one thing. ”

The drunkard looked solemn and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The viewer raised his right hand, pointed to the blue sky and said, "Haotian is in the world, but Haotian is also in the sky. ”

The drunkard understood, and fell silent.

"I know you'll say yes eventually. ”

The Lord looked at him and said calmly, "If she stays on earth for a long time, how can you have eternal life?"

The drunkard was puzzled and asked, "You said earlier that the things of the world are ultimately to see clearly what everyone wants, and what I want is eternal life, so what about you? What do you want?"

"I want eternity. The viewer said.

The drunkard saves these two words and feels infinite longing from them.

The contemplator also said: "Unchanged can be eternal, and any change will eventually lead to the end." ”

This is the most fundamental conceptual conflict between the academy and the Daomen, and the drunkard's realm is naturally very clear, and he frowned slightly and said, "Even if it's a pool of stagnant water?"

The Lord said, "You and I live here, countless ancestors and countless descendants will live here, there are green trees blooming, there are peach blossoms blooming, who can say that this is a pool of stagnant water?"

The drunkard said, "This sentence probably does not convince the master. ”

The contemplator said, "Even if it is a pool of stagnant water...... That's eternity, too. ”

The drunkard said, "I want eternal life because I am greedy for life, is eternity really so important?"

The contemplator was silent for a long time and said, "I have been thinking about this since enlightenment, and I have found that I have no way to accept that there is no eternal world. ”

There was silence in the stone house, except for his voice, which kept echoing, as if to wake up every bird in Momoyama and every flower in front and behind the temple.

"If a qiē will come to an end, then what is the meaning of a qiē that has been stored in time? Every time I think of this possibility, I feel extremely hopeless, won't you despair?"

The Guan Zhu looked at the drunkard and asked seriously, and at the same time, he was also asking the junior disciples and Long Qing in the room, and he was also asking questions to everyone in the world, including the master and the people in the academy.

The drunkard felt a little bitter, and he didn't know how to answer the question, because when he thought about it, he found that there was really a great terror hidden in it, and that terror even made him dare not continue to think deeply.

He asked, "What about yourself, if you can't live forever with heaven and earth." ”

The Lord said, "Everyone is a part of heaven and earth, and if heaven and earth are immortal, we are naturally immortal. ”

The drunkard said, "Even if you don't have your own subjective consciousness?"

The Lord said, "Knowing that it will be eternal, it will be gratifying." ”

The drunkard shook his head and said, "Your thoughts have deviated from the original meaning of life. ”

The contemplator smiled and said, "Isn't this exactly the purpose of your and my practice?"

Life is a practice.

Ning Que forgot where the source of this sentence was, but because he always felt that this sentence was a bit too pretended to be noble and glamorous, he never forgot it.

As Sang Sang traveled in the world, crossed the rivers and mountains, and met many strangers and close people, he suddenly found that this sentence turned out to be very reasonable, and then he realized that he had confused the two sentences that life is a journey and life is a practice.

The scenery during the journey is constantly changing, and the mood is naturally changing, leaving Linkang, bypassing Daze, following Yannan in the east, and entering the Tang Realm, Ning Que's mood has become very good - finally home, the green fields are so beautiful, and the smell of manure floating in the wind is not very pungent.

When the mood is good, people's expressions are different, and Ning Que's habit is to keep repeating the same simple thing, as if this is the only way to express the joy in his heart.

For example, taking a branch to write and scratch on the dirt floor, such as taking a firewood knife to ravage on a whetstone, such as repeating a fragment of a certain tune.

He rode on the big black horse and held Sangsang in his arms, although it was a little difficult to hold it tight because of his size, but this did not affect his mood.

"Heyjude, la-la-la-la-la......"

This song from his previous life, he only remembered the first line, and the repetition had another reason besides joy, and the more he sang, the happier he became, and his eyebrows flew up, as if he was dancing.

Sang Sang didn't react at first, but as he sang this song all the way, his face became more and more ugly, and he seemed to be wet with dew.

This situation lasted for a long time, and no matter how sluggish Ning Que was, he finally noticed her displeasure, leaned forward to look into her eyes, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't like to be called a black pig. ”

Ning Que reacted at this time, resisted the urge to laugh, and said, "You are so white now, how can you be talking about you? ”

Sang Sang said: "It's because you still think about the black before, so I'm not happy." ”

The two rode a big black horse all the way east, saw wild rape flowers, and saw brightly colored farmhouses, and finally arrived in front of Chang'an City.

The majestic city is in the clouds, magnificent and unparalleled.

Many years ago, they returned from Weicheng to the south, and when they saw this majestic city, they used to have a lot of emotion, but now they are very calm, because they have lived here for a long time.

Ning Que's heart was actually still a little excited, because he took Haotian home.

"I didn't say I was going into town. ”

Sangsang's words were like a basin of ice water, drenching him in the cold.

He thought for a moment and said, "I really don't have a reason to ask you to go into the city. ”

Haotian descended on the world, if there was anything that could threaten her safety, it was the Amazing Array in Chang'an City, even if it was a crippled Amazing Array, it made her feel vigilant.

When he came to the Liting Pavilion next to the official road, looking at Xiongcheng in the distance, he was silent for a long time and asked, "If this is not the end of this trip, then where is it?"

"If this is the end of your trip, then you can leave," Sangsang said. ”

Ning Que was silent, and it wasn't until he returned to Chang'an City that he understood that this war between Haotian and the world was far from over, and the trip would continue.

He could threaten her with suicide and demand that she must follow him into Chang'an City, but he didn't want to do it because it didn't make sense, it didn't mean victory.

The day Sang Sang himself was willing to enter Chang'an City was the day of victory.

It is ten miles away from the city.

Ning Que looked ten miles away, as if he could see the old blue brick city wall, and then he saw the city gate slowly open, and a scholar walked out with a young man in tow.

Those who still wear padded jackets on warm spring days are naturally senior brothers.

The academy guards the country, and the young man led by the senior brother is naturally the son of the Tang Dynasty today.

The young emperor had a handsome face and extremely positive eyes, but he was a little puzzled at this time.

"Teacher, why did we leave the palace and come here?"

The senior brother said gently, "I'll take you here to meet two people. ”

The young emperor looked into the distance of the official road, but did not see any figure, he knew that since ten days ago, Chang'an City has been under full martial law, and the city gate has been closed since last night, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

"Teacher, who are we going to see...... Does it have anything to do with the tense atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace these days? Are the people who come enemies? Are they the enemies of the Daomen or the national teachers of the Golden Horde?"

The elder brother smiled and said, "Those are two very interesting people, one of them is learning how to be human, or how to refuse to be human, and the man has something more difficult to do, he wants to make her like being human and teach her how to be human." ”

Thinking of those rumors in the palace, the young emperor vaguely understood, his expression became a little nervous, and he subconsciously clenched the teacher's palm and said, "Uncle Xiao is back?"

The senior brother said: "Yes, your little uncle is back, your father and mother have entrusted this Chang'an City and this country to him, and he has never disappointed anyone, he has temporarily left his life and what he cherishes more than life, and is working hard.

The Young Emperor withdrew his hand and saluted solemnly into the distance.

The senior brother looked at the pavilion and thought silently: "Little junior brother, I will bring your majesty to you to take a look, Chang'an is like yesterday, don't read it, just do your best in everything, don't be reluctant, don't go against your heart." ”

He took the young emperor by the hand and walked back to the city.

The city gate was not closed, and dozens of green-skinned men in green clothes and green pants used extremely strong ropes to pull a black carriage out of the door, which seemed very difficult.

It took a long time for the black carriage to be dragged to the front of the kiosk.

Qi Siye took dozens of brothers in the Fish and Dragon Gang, knelt down and kowtowed to Sang Sang under the pavilion, then looked at Ning Que and smiled, turned around and walked towards Chang'an City.

Zeng Jing and his wife were also in the crowd.

Mrs. Zeng Jing walked into the pavilion and looked at Sang Sang's back, her feelings were very complicated, and she couldn't connect this tall woman standing with her daughter.

Ning Que said to Sang Sang: "Worldly fate, you always have something to pay back. ”

Sang Sang turned around, looked at Mrs. Zeng Jing with an expressionless face, and said, "I give you eternal life." ”

Ning Que felt very helpless, thinking to himself, what are you doing to be immortal?

Mrs. Zeng Jing didn't hear what she said clearly at all, listening to the familiar voice, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously took two steps forward, feeling that her breath was so familiar.

She grabbed Sangsang's sleeve without hesitation, then hugged her tightly in her arms, and cried in a trembling voice: "My son, what's wrong with you?"

Sang Sang frowned, a little displeased.

Ning Que looked at her and thought, if you come to the world to be a cultivator, then the hug and crying in the spring breeze at this time is an experience that you can't avoid.

Sangsang knew what he was thinking—not guessing or counting, but really knowing what he was thinking—and she heard his voice, and she fell silent.

She quietly let Mrs. Zeng Jing hold her, letting the other party's hot tears wet her flowery green clothes, there was no expression on her face, and she didn't know what to experience.

(Three chapters and 10,000 words, is it a small surprise on the weekend?, there will be surprises in the future, so stay tuned.) (To be continued, wonderful novel [net] remember our website: