In the cave where there is little light, I don't know how the little monk Shifang cut a small hole in the stone wall that looks extremely hard, and at most it is only one circle larger than a marble.

It was difficult for Luo Bei to see the small circular hole clearly when he stood ten steps away, let alone reach out and flick the marble into the small hole.

Seeing Luo Bei's expression, Shifang didn't know if he could fully understand what he was thinking, tilted his head and pursed his lips and smiled, and then stood up straight and faced the stone wall.

He held marbles in his small hand, and when Luo Bei looked closely, he saw that he sandwiched the marbles between his thumb and index finger, and used his thumb to launch the full force of the projectile.

Shifang didn't look back, just smiled and said, "Look at it......"

Luo Bei heard an extremely subtle sound of "whoosh", if he hadn't drunk the seven cups of divine tea in the misty mustard seeds, he might have really been able to capture such a sound.

The marbles were launched from the little monk's hand, slightly disturbing the originally calm air flow in the dim space, shooting towards the stone wall like an invisible meteor.

Because the two of them were standing under the moonlight sprinkled on the top of the cave, even if Luo Bei could clearly see every step of Shifang's movements, the movements of the little monk were unremarkable, and there was no trace of deep internal force and martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Bei heard a "bang", the sound was not loud, but it was a little empty, like the echo of the small marble falling into a deep pool.

Shi Fang barely had any suspicions, and turned to face Luo Bei, with a happy look on his face.

"Luobei, I'll pop it in, now it's time for you to pull!"

Luo Bei was a little surprised, but soon he figured out that this little monk was extremely skilled, and it was obvious that he didn't know how many times he had played it.

Of course, he didn't care about this, so he smiled, took two steps forward with the small marble in his hand, and stood exactly where he was standing just now.

He turned his face sideways to look at Shifang who was beside him, and used a slight force in his hand, pinching the marbles slightly, as if he could feel the faint coolness of the earth.

Ten steps only, he didn't need to use too much force, there was definitely no problem in bouncing to the position of the stone wall, the most critical problem was how to accurately fall into the small hole.

Luo Bei carefully recalled the position of the small hole on the stone wall, and then roughly estimated its height geometry with his own body shape, so that he could be regarded as having a certain goal, and it was no longer a target.

After thinking about this, his hands were immediately surrounded by a stream of true qi, which was formless and substantial, but it could form a special pattern in the scattered air between the palm of his hand and the stone wall, so that the marbles were no longer blind.

With a flick of his fingers, the marbles broke away from the restraints of his palms with a strong gust of wind, and finally flew towards the stone wall in the dimness.

Shifang looked at Luobei with a smile, there was no unusual expression on his childish face, and his dark and bright eyes were both ignorant and aware of everything.

It was a gaze that seemed to have been anticipated for a long time.

It didn't take long for a crisp sound to come from the stone wall, which was the sound of marbles colliding with the stone wall.

Immediately afterwards, the marble hit the ground, and the sound of "ding ding dong" kept coming, and it was clear that it did not fall exactly into the small hole in the stone wall, but fell to the ground, and rolled far on the ground.

Luo Bei was not surprised, because he had already expected this result, if he wanted the marbles to fall into the small hole smoothly, it must be accurate, almost 108,000 miles.

As the saying goes, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

The first time it failed like this, and then it was replaced by the little monk Shifang, and without any accident, Shifang flicked it with his hand, and the marbles fell into it again.

At this time

Luo Bei inevitably has a strong heart, although he knows that Shifang is "practice makes perfect", but the environment and difficulty have always existed there, and Shifang has no internal strength, let alone martial arts, the most important thing is that he is only more than three years old.

Luo Bei stood there for the second time, as if there was a line under his feet, isolating his whole person from the opposite stone wall, he tried to widen his eyes, trying to make himself more focused, but no matter what, the stone wall on the opposite side was still blurry, not to mention the small hole, even the approximate estimate of the distance just now was completely gone at this moment.

Not surprisingly, the second attempt failed.

Shifang stood there for the third time, and easily completed the marble, without even shaking his body in the whole process.

After finishing, he turned back to look at Luobei, his eyes were full of expectation, there was no trace of victory, and there was no competitive spirit.

This made Luo Bei a little embarrassed, because just now, he was still impetuous, just to play a game with a three-year-old monk, and he was a little unhappy.

He suddenly felt that the biggest difference between himself and Shifang was that his mind was no longer so pure, although his body was standing in the same position, and he was facing the same stone wall.

Shifang naturally can't see anything more than himself, no matter what aspect, his advantages should be more obvious, but every time he tries to fail, he succeeds every time, why is this?

Luo Bei stood in the same place and began to think about this question, of course, he didn't want Shifang to see what he was thinking, so he didn't stop the movements of his hands.

Marbles fell to the ground with a "clanging" sound that echoed through the cave.

Although Luo Bei knew that failure was inevitable, when that moment came, his body still trembled slightly.

"I failed......" he shook his head and said to Shifang.

Shifang blinked, stretched out a small hand, waved it vigorously in front of him, and said, "Don't be discouraged......"

"Master said that the most difficult part of this game is not that you can't see the small hole in front of you, let alone the distance and light, but that you have to learn how to take the world in front of you seriously!"

Luo Bei was slightly surprised, he couldn't imagine that such a small monk could say such a thing, he took a breath and waited quietly for Shifang to continue.

Shifang blinked and continued: "The Buddhist scriptures say that there are ten directions in the world, heaven, earth, east, west, south, north, life, death, past and future, no matter how bright a pair of eyes are, it is impossible to see the world of the ten directions, only the heart can ......."

"For the mind can see what the eye cannot see, and what the eye sees may not be all true!"

After saying this, Shifang took out another marble and handed it to Luo Bei, and then glanced ahead, obviously asking him to continue trying.

Luo Bei took a deep breath, and he found that he was a little dwarfed in front of the little monk, but why?

Over the years, he has experienced too many hardships that he shouldn't have at this age, and he has never felt it, and he has always spent it in depression.

It wasn't until he rushed to the battlefield with Yang Zaixing for the first time and killed in the crowd that the impact of thorns and blood at that time suddenly gave him an unprecedented sense of existence.

When Jin Jun still held the knife in his hand, there was fear in his eyes when he looked at him, and then he knew that he could be so powerful.

It's a pity that this "powerful" came too late, if he could have been earlier, would he have been able to protect the master and the little cicada sister from dying?

Shifang tugged at the corner of Luobei's clothes, his eyes were full of sleepiness, he obviously couldn't imagine that it was as "simple" as just playing marbles, why did Luobei always think about it for so long?

Luo Bei lowered his head and smiled at Shifang, he didn't expect his mind to be so complicated, no wonder Shifang was a little impatient to wait.

He let out a long breath, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts, at this time, Shifang had already run to the opposite stone wall, he beckoned to Luobei, let Luobei make a move.

Luo Bei glanced at Shifang, and probably looked at the position of Xiao Kong, he really didn't fully understand what Shifang's so-called "seeing the world with heart" was all about, so for the time being, he could only rely on his eyes and the perception of the breath around him.

However, he did not hesitate any longer, and with a flick of his fingers, the marbles flew out.

The marble turned into a very powerful line and rushed directly to the stone wall, Shifang also seemed to feel that the strong wind was getting closer and closer to him, and he subconsciously dodged two steps to the side.

Naturally, the marbles did not touch the little monk, but made a cracking sound and then became silent.

Shifang cautiously leaned over, and after looking carefully for a long time, he looked at Luobei in a daze, and after looking at it for a long time, he said slowly: "You have made too much strength, and the marbles have broken into powder......"

Luo Bei twisted his fingers, he didn't expect that he would have so much strength if he flicked it so lightly.

Shifang ran back again, apparently not giving up on Luobei because of his repeated failures.

This time, he directly handed all the remaining marbles to Luobei.

"I'm sure you can make it......" The little monk's voice was still clean, clean and spotless.

Luo Bei took the marbles, and his heart was mixed.

Originally, he only regarded this matter as a small game, but now he has slowly become serious, and I don't know why, he actually thinks that this is the so-called "chance" for him.

Then, the fourth time still failed, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh...... Fifteenth ...... Twenty-second, they all failed in the same way.

If it weren't for Shifang's expectant and clean gaze, Luobei might have given up a long time ago.

Now, only one marble remained, and the others were either shattered or scattered all over the ground due to excessive strength.

This game is about to end.,Luobei is a lot easier.,Regardless of victory or defeat.,It's just a game.,Even the battlefield has wins and losses.,Not to mention a small game.。

He stood on the invisible line again, breathing softly, this time, he planned to completely close his eyes and "use his heart" to feel the ten worlds around him.

Life and death, past and future.

Where was man born at the beginning, and where will he die at the end of his life?

The past is gone, and the future is not yet coming.

The so-called world of the ten directions turned out to encompass everything in the world, and the farthest part of the mountains and rivers was the chaotic heaven and earth, and the distance of the heaven and earth was no longer visible to the eyes.

Time will surely stretch farther, farther and farther, and as for whether the distant time and space will be as full of good and evil and miserable as this life and this life?

If the person's gaze is too short-sighted, then close his eyes completely.

It was as if a gust of wind was passing by, blowing across Luobei's face.

The teenager's face has not completely shed its youthfulness, but his heart is full of vicissitudes.

After all, it is the difficulty of the world, which makes it difficult to find a pure land in the whole world.

Luo Bei closed his eyes, as if he could smell a fresh breath, and he suddenly laughed.

With a flick of his hand, the last marble turned into an arc and flew out.

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