Sixty-nine years later, Xiaoyu's size was as large as the ancient thunder dragon back then, and he couldn't hide his body when he shuttled through this cloud.

On the blue domineering dragon body, there are thunder arcs from time to time, compared with the ancient thunder dragon, it is already almost a few fires.

In just a few moments, I quickly walked forward in the rain curtain and came to the familiar Mingdu Street.

Shi Chen noticed the familiar fortune teller and caused the light rain to fall.

Whether it is the life of the wife or the rift in the heart of the Dao, it is inseparable from the divination of this fortune teller. This fortune teller has a kind of mystery that is difficult to understand, as if no matter what kind of cultivation he has reached, he can't see through what kind of cultivation his cultivation is, and he can't see through his amazing divination skills.

Dock the light rain in the sky and jump to the fortune teller's stall alone.

"Hey, I've turned into a god, that dream Taoist didn't pit you. The fortune teller was the first to speak, stroking his embarrassed beard, his shrewd gaze revealing an intriguing smile.

"Thank you Daxian, you are really a fortune teller, and you are like a god. Shi Chen bowed and thanked him.

"Hey, don't scream so loudly...... Did the Dream Daoist give you a point or two?" the fortune teller asked.

"I went out of my dream, and I didn't see him again. Shi Chen replied truthfully.

The fortune teller's heart tightened, and the good boy went first. I clearly arranged for you to wait for Shi Chen to come out and give guidance, but you can leave it alone.

"Oh well. Let's talk about the experience in the dream. The fortune teller asked.

Shi Chen's eyebrows sank, he thought for a while, and after a while, he began to say: "I accompanied my wife in the world for a lifetime, from the morning bell to the dusk drum, step by step until she passed away. Human life is so short, like a flash in the pan, like a fleeting firefly. Before she had time to love her well, she couldn't escape the erasure of the years first. I owe her outside my dreams, I can't pay it off in my dreams, my life is too short, I fight for the day, but it's still too late to ......"

The fortune teller smiled meaningfully, looked at Shi Chen, who had been weathered, and then guided: "Then what have you understood?"

Shi Chen closed his eyes and meditated, and only after a long time did he open his eyes. The heart that I felt and touched before was only a thin film. Just puncture it and everything will be clear.

Shi Chen said slowly: "A flash in the pan, a flash of light, how can it be the way of benevolence of our generation......! The night sky is full of stars, there is a full moon, and a ray of light is reflected on the body. Incarnate a great power, step on the Shenzhou on the galaxy, live in the bow of the ship, turn the stars into chess pieces, turn the night sky into a chessboard, draw a game of chess, and fall into it...... Consider it with the years, scrutinize it with reincarnation, and discuss the way with life and death......! Above benevolence is the way to cherish!"

The fortune teller finally showed a satisfied smile, and the child could be taught. The haste of a person's life violates the way of benevolence, but it leads to the way of cherishing on another level. Shi Chen in front of him had just realized this kind of Dao heart, and if he wanted to achieve great success, he still needed to continue to move forward fearlessly.

The fortune teller smiled and said, "Yes, cherish." ”

Shi Chen's eyes suddenly moistened, and he thought that he was arrogant when he took the path of benevolence alone. But because of this, he lost Shi Qiong...... If I had realized and cherished the Dao Heart, I would not have fallen into the way I am now.

After losing Shi Qiong and going through a mortal life, I realized what it meant to cherish, but it was too late.

The fortune teller looked at Shi Chen, who was still in remorse, and secretly said in his heart, if he took the path of benevolence alone, he would only follow in the footsteps of Emperor Ren. If you cut out a crack in the path of benevolence and turn it into the three realms of life, so as to sublimate the way of benevolence, you can achieve the true supreme avenue!

Shi Chen bowed deeply to the fortune teller before leaving. The fortune teller's guidance to himself has led to a different world, and he has touched that new layer of insight.

On top of his own benevolent Dao heart that had a crack, a tender shoot grew from the crack, like a fresh life, a baby who had just fallen to the ground.

This sprout is called Cherish Dao Heart, and it is the second Dao Heart since Shi Chen's cultivation.

Don't forget my wife Shi Qiong, the life of Shi Qiong in the dream, and the unwillingness of my father and mother when they fell to the evil king, are all the sources of cherishing the Dao heart.

From now on, we should practice and cherish the Tao, and what we cherish is not other things, not a dazzling array of immortal weapons, not a mountain of treasures, and not an indomitable way of benevolence. Cherishing is only half of the Dao heart, and cherishing the people in front of you is the core and whole of truly cherishing the Dao heart.

Since Arjun left, how long has it been since he saluted his master, how long has he not said hello to the senior brothers and sisters in the sect, and those who are willing to come to participate in the yin and yang marriage have not said thank you.

has always been trapped in the grief of losing Arjun, and the only thing he insists on is the vague way of benevolence, which he can't find the direction the more he goes.

Whether to return to the present is to find the direction of the way of benevolence? Whether to smile at the sad self is to set sail for a new day of the way of benevolence? Whether the branches of the heart of the Tao that cherish the people in front of you begin to grow quietly, which is the sublimation and growth of the way of benevolence?

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village! Shi Chen seems to have seen a new road and a new heart.

Cherish the heart of the Tao and cherish the people in front of you. From now on, it's not too late, at least let these people who have paid for themselves no longer grieve for themselves and no longer worry about themselves.

Wine can relieve a thousand sorrows, but it can't give birth to a road. I used to be obsessed with using alcohol to forget my grief and troubles, but now I think it's ridiculous.

Shi Chen stepped onto Xiaoyu's dragon claws and let him drag himself onto the dragon's back.

Shi Chen looked into the distance and resumed his former youthful voice: "Yang Fan, set sail......"

Xiaoyu carried Shi Chen into the clouds again, Shi Chen untied the wine jug on his waist, smiled slightly, and gently threw it down. Since then, it has been useless.

The flask fell to the ground, and was rolled up in the air by the fortune teller's hand, and rolled it into his own hand.

Read this poem carefully: "It's not all prosperous, and the world of cultivation is chaotic and dusty......"

Shi Chen, Shi Chen, is also a fallen person at the end of the world! Look at this splash on his chessboard, how is it not the same pathos.

Flower meteors flow mercilessly,

Flowing with the wind, with the wind.

The fortune teller has to smile bitterly at himself, calculate and calculate, divination and divination, only calculate the future of others, and only guide the path of others. But in the end, it doesn't count his own life, and no one in the world lights up a light for himself.

None of the prosperity is down,

Cultivate a lifetime of chaos!

This is the most appropriate way to describe himself, compared to Shi Chen, he is a guide who is more suitable for Shi Chen's pathos.