The aura of the Dao that constantly emanated from the Hall of Enlightenment enveloped Li Xing.

There is nothing else in the hall except for the case in front of him and the four treasures of the study room on the case.

Li Xing was pulled by the breath of the Tao, and crossed his knees on the futon, in a slight trance, not knowing what to do.

Looking at the paper, pen, inkstone, and ink on the table in front of me.

After a moment of contemplation.

Li Xing picked up the piece of graphite in front of him and slowly grinded it on the inkstone.

During the grinding, Li Xing felt more peaceful than ever.

People also grind ink, and ink grinds people.

That's right.

Those who cultivate themselves in the right mind will not be able to correct their body if they are angry, they will not be able to correct their fears, they will not be able to be right, they will not be able to be correct if they are happy, and they will not be able to correct if they are worried.

Absent-mindedness, turning a blind eye, hearing but not smelling, eating without knowing its taste, this is called self-cultivation in the right heart.

At this moment, Li Xing's heart gained unprecedented peace, and his heart finally truly precipitated.

Looking back, the morning and twilight.

At the time of birth, the family changed, Kimber fell, Uncle Tiger died tragically, and his parents were nowhere to be found.

The cultivation time on Xuanling Mountain, the scene of Xuanling's departure, and the wandering of Cangsong Immortal Mansion.

The encounter in the Rou Death City, the uninvited guests on the flying boat, the sneak attack of Sikong Xuan, and the broken bones of the fallen boat.

The guilt of failing to protect her, and the helplessness of not being able to find her.

All of this has always been pressed on Li Xing's body.

Even if Li Xing's heart is very strong, no matter how firm Li Xing's heart is.

But all this has always been rolling in the depths of his heart.

Li Xing has always been very jumpy and has never calmed down.

Because he does not dare to calm himself, and the calm mind will think a lot.

The moment he entered the Hall of Enlightenment, the breath in the hall soothed Li Xing's flashy heart.

Picking up graphite and grinding it on the inkstone, Li Xing truly gained peace.

Keep your heart and smile lightly.

The tiger roars and the dragon sings Lingyunzhi, and the falling flowers and flowing water are usually hearty.

A drop in the sea and not envious of the endless river.

The road ahead is dangerous, let it be far away, I should use the way in my heart to step through thousands of mountains and rivers.

The calm heart made Li Xing slowly relieved of everything.

The turbulent thoughts in my mind also slowly flattened down at this moment.

In the blink of an eye.

The graphite grinding is completed, and a layer of pure gold and translucent ink lies peacefully on the white inkstone, which looks particularly dignified.

Li Xing put down the remaining golden graphite in his hand.

Curiously, the grinding does not appear to have any loss of this graphite.

The graphite is square in four corners, and Li Xing grinds a corner of juice, but there is not the slightest trace on the graphite.

Pick up the pen in front of you, a posture of everyone.

The second elder knew everything about Li Xing's teachings.

Calligraphy was naturally taught to Li Xing.

Li Xing picked up the pen in front of him, sat upright, his head was straight, his body was upright, his arms were outstretched, and his feet were sitting safely.

Just as Li Xing was about to write.

Suddenly, Li Xing woke up as if in a dream.

After entering the Hall of Enlightenment, I was rendered by the atmosphere in the hall and the charm of the Tao, and it seemed that everything was so natural, and everything was so natural.

But when Li Xing was ready, he was about to write something.

Li Xing suddenly realized what he was writing.

This made Li Xing fall into deep contemplation, if he was aimless, he would definitely not be able to achieve the best effect.

With such an atmosphere and such a state of mind at this moment, Li Xing really doesn't want to waste it.

Li Xing cast an inquiring look at the scholar man 'Qi' beside him.

But the scholar man shook his head, meaning that he didn't know what to do.

Li Xing lowered his head in contemplation and distress, and was about to put down the pen in his hand first.

"You can write about what you see and hear today...... In the dark, a faint and ancient voice sounded in Li Xing's mind.

This is a woman's voice, the voice is like spring water, trickling, warm, flowing into the heart, like a yellow warbler out of the valley, tactful and melodious, and like water like a song, refreshing people's hearts.

This voice echoed in Li Xing's mind, and his distressed heart was instantly peaceful, and he couldn't make any waves.

"That's right!" Li Xing slapped his thigh, obviously agreeing with the voice.

"I don't know which senior said to help, the junior Li Xing is here to thank the senior!" Li Xing got up and bowed to the sky.

But no one responded to Li Xing.

Li Xing shrugged his shoulders, smiled slightly, and stopped caring.

After all, the Miluo Ancient Hall is so strict that the outside world can't enter it at all, and now he is half the master of the Miluo Ancient Palace, and he has never felt any fluctuations.

Thinking about this voice, maybe it was left by the Chaos God and Demon Nuwa Niangniang, who created this Enlightenment Hall back then.

If it weren't for that, even if someone really entered here from the outside world, they could appear in the temple silently, and the ancient hall would not be able to sense it.

Then this person's strength is by no means something that he can resist.

Thinking about it like this, Li Xing didn't care anymore, the sky fell, and naturally there was a tall man on top.

Sitting back on the futon, Li Xing picked up the pen and wrote.

"Today, I and my friends will go to Tianxuan, the sect assessment, the secret realm of the Xuanhai, and the ...... of illusion."

With a curious thought, Li Xing raised the pen in his hand, tapped the inkstone graphite, and walked around the dragon on the rice paper in front of him.

Sometimes the wrist is raised, sometimes it is pressed down.

Light, such as a dragon playing in the water, butterflies flying.

The dignified place, the force through the tip of the pen, the momentum is strong.

Nuwa Sanqing personally spent decades building this hall of enlightenment here.

Li Xing didn't believe that there was a table of four treasures in this hall, just to let future generations write and paint.

There is a reason for existence.

This is what Xuan Ling taught Li Xing since he was a child.

It's just that Li Xing is still very curious about this in his heart, like a stupid roe deer, the more things he doesn't understand, the more Li Xing wants to know the reason.

In this way, it led to Li Xing's concentration.

With a pen in his hand, every word is written in an extremely ordinary way.

Even because Li Xing is not proficient in calligraphy, some characters are still written a little twisted, and they are crooked.

The scholar man 'Qi' watched by Li Xing's side, and almost laughed at the handwriting written by Li Xing.

It really can't be compared with the calligraphy of his master, 'Jun', back then, but he still held back, and he shouldn't bother the other party now.

Li Xing was focused, writing stroke by stroke, and a large number of words were written in Li Xing's hands.

Li Xing focused on writing everything that happened today.

Forget the glitz of the world, forget the pain, forget the shock, forget everything.

Forgot that he was Li Xing, and forgot that he was with Lu Lin and participated in the assessment in Tianxuanzong.

forgot the powerlessness of his childhood, forgot the suffering of three years ago, and forgot the beauty of the first meeting with her......

At this moment, Li Xing is no longer Li Xing, just a passerby who writes his life with a pen in front of the case.

One stroke at a time, like a wonderful picture, vivid and anthropomorphic.

As Li Xing writes, a large number of words converge into a wonderful painting, which appears even more mysterious.

Gradually, Li Xing was led into an indescribable realm in this state of concentration.

Immersed in this realm, Li Xing's heart was at peace.

On the black rice paper, most of the golden graphite has been written.

The black paper and gold characters are particularly solemn, like ancient secret scrolls.

Unconsciously, Li Xing stopped the pen in his hand and looked up.

Five feet in front of us is the wall with blue air currents, and hundreds of streams converge, like a winding stream, full of life and pride.

Li Xing seemed to see one path after another, one after another containing endless mysteries.

Look up.

The sky above his head was like a sky full of stars, flashing with a bright light curtain dotted with stars, and every flickering gave Li Xing a different feeling.

Suddenly!

A star twinkles.

Mania, anger, guilt, loss...... All kinds of uneasy thoughts were stirred in Li Xing's heart.

Li Xing's body began to tremble.

"Young master, pay attention to your state of mind!" the scholar man seemed to sense that something was wrong with Li Xing, and hurriedly reminded.

But Li Xing didn't respond at all.

"It seems that the young master has fallen into a very deep situation, hey, everything can only rely on the young master himself after all. The scholar man looked at Li Xing's trembling body and lowered his head and muttered to himself.

No!

No!

Li Xing's calm heart is up and down at this moment.

The past of 11 years in this life, painful.

At this moment, all of them exploded, filling Li Xing's mind.

Suddenly~

Cher, protect the kids!

Take care of yourself, children......

The roaring and anxious voice echoed in Li Xing's heart.

At that time, it was Li Xing, and the weakness of his childhood was also the driving force for Li Xing to be unwilling to fate and resolutely cultivate immortals.

Little brother, I'm hungry!

Teach me to cultivate immortals, little brother!

Penis......

The sound was pleasant and moving, and the confusing voice also appeared in Li Xing's mind at this time.

It was the only pure land in Li Xing's heart, and it was the last holy place in Li Xing's heart.

Missing! Warmth!

Li Xing seems to have returned to his childhood, coquettish in front of his parents.

It seems that I have returned to the city of Rouji, as if I have returned to the restaurant, as if I have seen the little beggar who is dirty again, as if I have seen that beautiful face that is breathtaking.

It was as if I had seen her again......

I really miss her.

Rumble~

"Hmph, you hillbilly, how can He De have the best flying boat, how can He De have a beautiful woman to embrace, the best flying boat and the beauty are mine!"

"Hahaha!"

Sikong Xuan's hideous and greedy face appeared in front of Li Xing's eyes again.

Angry thoughts filled Li Xing's mind again.

"I'm sorry, are you afraid. ”

With tears streaming down her face, she shook her head hard, muttering that she was not afraid.

Shout!

Carrying her out of the flying boat, she was eventually smashed to pieces, and she was nowhere to be found.

Now, she is doing well.

Li Xing's cheeks were left with two deep tear stains.

No!

No!

I don't allow it!

I will never allow this to happen again.

I want to be stronger, I don't want to be at the mercy of people anymore, I don't want to be powerless anymore.

I'm looking for my parents, I'm going to find her.

I'm going to protect what I care about, I'm going to protect her.

Thoughts warm my heart, and a strong desire arises.

The desire to become stronger, the desire to protect, filled Li Xing's entire heart, slowly calming the pain in his heart.

......