When the wind rises, only the wind whispers are heard in front of the temple, but no human voices are heard.

Tang Qing looked at the mountains and was a little excited.

He came from the Tang Kingdom and went to the world.

Every moment of my life is disturbed by my own very bad life.

How helpless and difficult that feeling is, only those who have experienced it will understand.

Sixteen years, the teenager has almost become numb.

The old master touched Tang Qing's head, the light in his eyes flowed, and he said: "The world thinks that your life is not good, although you are the prince of the Tang Kingdom, you are not as happy as ordinary people. You listen too much, think too much, and you really think that you are a poor person who may die at any second in your life. ”

Tang Qing asked, "Isn't it? My illness is my own life, and I can't be cured." ”

The old master said, "Is there a disease in this world that cannot be cured?"

He looked at Tang Qing, his eyes were as clear as water, and continued: "Your friend in the wasteland had his lifeline shattered at that time, and his qi was completely gone, and it was all up to the will of that ancient knife to hang his last breath. He was almost dead, but he survived. ”

"That's because you saved him, teacher. ”

Tang Qing said: "From the moment I was born, the Tang State medical officer and warlock did their best to calculate the destiny of heaven for me, but they found nothing, and came to the conclusion that my illness could not be cured at all. Even the father and the high priest were helpless......"

Tang Qing didn't finish speaking, but the old master laughed.

He asked, "Do you know what it means to be a saint?"

Tang Qing looked at the old master, a little unclear.

The old master said: "I have seen all the things in the world, the past things are in my eyes, I am not in reincarnation, I am not afraid of life and death, and I am not dead or destroyed." Except for the years to come, there will be no more life in this world that saints can't see, and there will be no one they can't save. ”

Tang Qing's body stiffened slightly, and he seemed a little incredulous.

He was silent in the wind, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Then why didn't they save me?"

"Because you're not sick at all. ”

The old master lifted the ring ruler in his hand and pointed obliquely to the sky, as if he was giving a lecture: "The piece of winter snow hidden in your blood is not your disease, it is just a part of your body. ”

"The reason why you are weak and sick and can't stand the wind is because your current body really can't bear the power of that piece of winter snow, in other words, your strength is not worthy of it. ”

"It came from outside the human world, and many years ago broke the shackles of this world and came to this continent, and finally chose you. ”

"If the winter snow that you have treated as a disease since you were a child is your life, it is also a very good life, and it is the favor of God. But it never gives lightly, but makes you torment until you are strong enough to control it. ”

"Your father knows this, and so does the scholar who likes to read, but they dare not say it, they can't say it, and they are not qualified to say it. The luck of saints can only be in the world, and they can't touch the cause and effect outside the world, and they can't control it. ”

"That's why they will arrange for you to go out of the Tang Kingdom, rely on your own fate to seek sainthood, and by the way, take a look at whether the prince of the Tang Kingdom, who is known as the chosen one by the entire continent, can cross the hurdle of the seven realms of the world and go to the outside of the world. ”

Speaking of this, the old master took back the ring ruler, his eyes were calm, and his expression was leisurely.

It was a lesson that he was very satisfied with.

It is the most mysterious truth in the world.

Teach the most promising students in the world.

Of course, only he dares to talk about these truths.

This student is the only one he can teach.

Because, he is an old master.

The teacher of the world.

Tang Qing's emotions were a little complicated.

I always feel that what the old master said is a little ethereal, but it makes people have an obsession that they have to believe.

He was silent to the wind, and after a long time asked, "Since the saints can't touch these causes and effects, how dare you, teacher?"

The old master smiled: "In this world, anyone who has heard of the old master's reputation knows that I was born to know it. But no one ever asked why I was born to know. ”

"I can't remember how long it was, maybe it was when the luck of the world first appeared, or maybe it was when the cause and effect of this world began to reincarnate, and I opened my eyes in a space between heaven and earth. ”

At this glance, I saw the whole world. Luck in the world is pouring in me, karma and chance are around me, I look down at the past and present lives, and look up at the fate of the next life. At that moment, I could even feel that I was this world. ”

"The world is in my will, everything they do, what they think, everything they experience, whether they love or hate, or love and hatred, are all in my thoughts. That's when I really realized that I was born to know. ”

"So the fate and cause and effect of you are a prohibition that cannot be crossed in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, it is just a small ripple in the peaceful years. ”

Tang Qing had already froze in place, and he said with difficulty: "Teacher, who are you?"

It's not a problem.

But it is also one of the most difficult questions in the world to answer.

The old master looked at the distant horizon and sighed, "I have been asking myself this question for countless days in the past. Who am I? I've spent a long time trying to find this answer, and I've found nothing. ”

The greatest loneliness and sorrow of a person is that he knows all the answers in this world, can explain all the causes and effects in heaven and earth, but cannot answer the simplest question, who is himself.

It's ironic.

"I can see through the past and present lives of all people in the world, except for myself, perhaps, this is the price of being born to know. ”

The old master stood in the wind, and there were black and white flashes in his eyes, like the exchange of day and night.

He sighed softly, slightly sad.

Tang Qing was silent, pondering, silent, and finally whispered in a deep voice: "So, who am I? I mean, apart from the identity of the prince of the Tang Kingdom, who am I? What do you mean by the chosen one?"

The old master said, "There are heavy burdens in the world, and the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. I have stood at the top for many years, facing the sky and the world, trying to maintain the balance between the world and the outside world, which may be the meaning of my existence. And you will be my successor, and this is the greatest opportunity for me to go to the wasteland to receive your prayers as a disciple. ”

Tang Qing raised his head and stared at the old master.

The charm in his eyes is inexplicable.

The old master was also staring at him, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He continued: "The winter snow in your veins indicates that one day you will be able to go beyond the human world, and until then, for the time being, I am the only one standing by the gate of heaven, guarding this human world. I look forward to one day in the future, you will be the second master in the world, who was never born to know, but can also carry the burden of the world. ”

At this point, the old master put down the ring ruler and stood calmly.

The young man's eyes suddenly appeared, and he whispered in the wind: "...... outside the world"

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