The distant sea breeze blows a refreshing and pleasant breath.

On the homeland at that time, he put aside his sword and looked back sideways.

The waves are rolling and the air is dancing and flattening.

Put aside the sword and hope for the trusted friend, Yu is depressed and Bai Ding has no power.

I can't bear to be poor and short-minded now, bow my head for a while, and look up to the sky for a moment.

Looking back again, he whispered, "Now that you're gone, there's no need to give up your happiness." ”

Guilty but speechless, he resolutely stepped on the North Underworld.

Zhang Qingfeng ran with his little feet, and the pine tree was still standing upright. Constantly flashing behind to form a reflection.

The blue weather, perhaps the wind last night was high and cirrus clouds, and the sun was extraordinarily bright.

The excess storm waves, leaving a slight movement, emptied and cleared the ground.

Zhou Dong climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, the slope is steep and straight, and it makes people feel obscure when they look at it.

It took a lot of effort to come back, mainly because I was in a hurry to go home.

It's really boring to go out for many days.

The worldly scenery and human feelings are short, and it is inevitable to be annoyed and lowly if you are not interested in shopping.

Although I am accustomed to using my brain to play perfunctory, I still inevitably know that I am lying to myself.

~ Self-deception, it's really boring after a long time.

Zhou Tong muttered, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Qingfeng running around the group.

His mind was scattered, and he asked: Zhang Qingfeng, it doesn't make sense to run for a long time, just like me, how boring it is.

Zhang Qingfeng's eyes widened in distress, and he raised his meaty hand and pointed at the table. I don't want to study.

Ke Ziyan stopped Nan Gongsun in the back mountain, greeted him and said: Still thinking about Zixuan'er?

stepped forward and approached Nangongsun's side, smelling the cool and pleasant mountain breeze.

His eyes were sleepy, and he forced himself to look at it. Nan Gongsun glanced at Keziyan tiredly, and his eyes were blurry that he hadn't slept all night.

Short-sightedness can't, Nan Gongsun looks at the sky. Standing upright, accompanied by Xiao Se Wudan, the morning and dusk are between the fog and the illusion.

Last night, I didn't sleep well, and I was thinking about the future, confused and at a loss.

When I met Nan Gongsun this morning, I felt it for a while.

~ The common feelings of people, thinking of the old people are lonely, and the new people are good.

Thinking of wonder, he struggled to hover between the two.

Nangongsun chattered, and then said: There are some things that can't be lost, you can go back and find them, or you will be single.

I don't want to find it, I don't want it, I'm waiting for the cultivation to arrive, a love that is always waiting.

Kezixi: Why don't you hurry up? There's nothing here.

Why don't you go for it? Is it really because of prejudice against women?

~hehe

Nan Gongsun jumped and ridiculed the guest for not knowing the severity and not understanding the hardships in human feelings.

Looking at Nan Gongsun went to another cliff plane, gradually disappearing into the shadows of the woods.

The guest couldn't get by by measuring his strength, and his heart was lost in a trance.

Because of exhaustion, my spirit is already confused and sluggish.

With a self-deprecating face, he slumped his shoulders, held his cheeks, squinted, and prepared to go back to his lodgings to rest and disappear into the mist.

It had been six months since Shejian left Qiyun Mountain, and the wind in June was particularly cold.

This bleak mountain cliff, nearly fifteen meters of broken edge, highlights the separation of Nangongsun, Hakka and the world's feelings.

If you are entangled in the depths of this suspected contemplative abyss, there are objects buried in the depths that no one knows.

The doubt is known, because the knowledge is not what I seek, so it is said that there is nothing at the bottom of the abyss.

The fan moth is happy to live in a low place, but it can fly but its strength is small, and this flight is the stability of falling to the ground.

The goose flies high, the peak is good, and the rice and wet fields are the shelters.

As the saying goes: the applicable side is, both round and through, is the left and right, the way to live an easy life.

~ There is everything, and the abyss of obstacles is also worried, and these inexplicable non-self items are also thinking.

I can't give up! I have to kill someone. Otherwise, it will be a great sin to disgust others.

If you can't kill, don't worry about not me, and the damned person is the one who worries about not me and doesn't kill.

The first monk in the world watched Nan Gongsun and Kezi leave, and stood quietly in the air and muttered to himself.

A light mist vapor drifted away, and a soft pour.

The water covered the eyes of the first monk in the world, and the corners of the eyelids unconsciously smiled.

It seems to be extremely comfortable to remember something、Happy things。

Perhaps, perhaps, long, long sorrow.

~ The nameless hatred, the tangled left and right hope.

The hideous heart plucked out a ruthless heart, and the flesh had no surface feelings.

Because now I miss and cherish that time, the innocent sadness is very beautiful.

It's happiness, it's sadness, it's happiness.

The boring now, the empty emptiness is waiting for me.

I hope that both sides will be still, and I will be single and quiet.

The first monk in the world muttered, silently turned away, bearing the confusion of the inexplicable coming here.

Zhang Qingfeng was called to the grove by Zhou Tong, the ground was full of yellow wilt leaves, and Zhang Qingfeng, who was standing, straightened his waist.

Stubborn face, stiff straight back.

It's cute, but it's serious.

The purple bamboo forest is dazzling, and the majestic branches are like waves and the sound of the wind.

Zhang Qingfeng looked at Zhou Tong tangledly, what happened to Master Zhou today?

muttered in his heart and looked at the front secretly.

As far as the eye could see, Zhou Tong was motionless.

It seems that he is basking in the cool breeze, and he is not as positive as the lecture just now.

Before you know it, the fury of the wind has passed.

Zhou Tong felt that the wind around him had stopped, and the blowing of the rhythmic contemplative bath just now was gone.

Feeling the pleasant gaze of the sunset, Zhou Tong raised his head, and the purple barrier blocked the sky.

The bamboo forest rippled with purple waves, and Zhou Dong, who looked up, sighed infinitely, this beautiful scene.

Zhang Qingfeng didn't know what to say, and raised his head and walked away with some anger.

Zhou Tong chatted and dealt with himself by himself, forgetting that Zhou Dong was not Zhang Qingfeng's temper.

~ Then he explained that people are so remembered, and it will leak out inadvertently.

Let Zhang Qingfeng feel that he will not be angry.

Qingfeng didn't understand what was so beautiful about this purple branch, it was a bit like a painting.

~Well...... Seems to be a little more interesting and good-looking?

Why can't I feel anything?

Zhang Qingfeng's questioning made Zhou Tong puzzled and thought hard.

~ No emotion is so annoying, you are still young, and when you grow up, you will never forget the beauty that you should have.

Zhang Qingfeng turned his head and pouted.

He said to himself: What a beauty, there is nothing in the first place.

Where do you add text and ink, render the beauty of the world, and play with right and wrong and be such a scoundrel.

The guest came out of the thick bamboo bushes, originally hiding aside and bored.

Then I thought of a coincidence or chance? I actually heard a hint of a doorway because of Qingfeng's words.

When the inspiration arrived, the guest shop that automatically appeared, said: Let Zhang Qingfeng write an article, and he couldn't find a word for a long time.

Say to yourself: a tree is a tree, a flower is a flower, what is there to write about!

Compared with the current comparison, Qingfeng is indeed a little different, no emotion or selfishness?

Zhou Tong thought about it for a while and recalled when he was a child. It seems that he didn't pay attention to the world at the beginning, and always felt that existence was perfect.

I never thought that anything has a price, and that enjoyment is free, and there is no emotion.

Suddenly, Zhou Tong said a mark that Hakka will never forget.

~The perception of grief and pain is a good thing, and rightly so.

Therefore, sadness and pain are more important than happiness and beauty, and what is important is not the pain itself, but the emotions that communicate the world through pain.

Zhang Qingfeng will wake up one day, but we don't know what this pain will cause and what it will cause pain.

Rather than acting like a puppet, it is better to hate the world bitterly.

How much I think about my companions in my heart, the end of resentment is nothing more than mutual encouragement.

Zhou Tong looked at Zhang Qingfeng and muttered: Zhang Qingfeng, it turns out that you also have a painful day.

It's just that it hasn't arrived now, and since it's a monk, it will naturally arrive.

When I saw you, I suddenly felt that the pain was not so terrible.

Suddenly, there was a desperate desire for joy and happiness, why can't you get it?

I was really weak at the beginning, but I am obviously a monk, so I am not weak!

Why? It's just that I'm making a fool of myself, not accepting the reality and blaming myself?

The guest complained on the side, Zhou Tong stopped being long-winded, and he still remembered Zhang Qingfeng's inexplicable eyes beside him.

Reply: Knowing that you will be unlucky, you can brew yourself, and when the time comes, you can resist.

Of course, he is a monk, and he was born noble.

When you see others in the future, those people in the secular world, you can distinguish your own identity well, and then you will understand.

Zhou Tong interjected: More verbose than me, hey!

~Aren't you here to teach me martial arts today? Zhang Qingfeng complained.

When Zhou Tong saw this, he thought to himself that Zhang Qingfeng was too small to hear what he said just now, so he shouldn't have listened to the reason.

Zhang Qingfeng listened to it himself, although it was very small, but for some reason, Zhou Tong's words made me imprint each other in my heart.

~ Now teach you the basics, this world is divided into two kinds of people.

The first is livestock, and the second is monks.

The monks do not interfere with animals, everyone is part of it.

There is no reason for us to forcibly interfere with others, and righteousness is the monk's command.

All monks in this world will have a monk's living allowance, and everyone who has passed the age of seven years has it.

Those who have passed the age of seven are eligible for subsistence but not necessarily friars.

Almost all animals can only live for two years, and the extreme horror of thinking is unreasonable.

Your master and I are ninety-two years old, and we receive 729 gold bills a month.

~Then why are you still so poor?Zhang Qingfeng suddenly asked.

The scene was completely embarrassing......

Zhou Tong couldn't speak, and he thought of Elder Shelving Sword in his mind, and it was difficult to say a word.

Zhang Qingfeng didn't want to continue to entangle on this topic, knowing that Master Zhou must have difficulties.

It's just that he likes good things, although he is very thrifty and restrained, Zhang Qingfeng muttered in his heart......

Zhou Tong, who was humming and chirping, didn't want to dwell too much on this topic, and the embarrassment flashed.

~ We are in the south, the least populated region, followed by the west.

More than ninety percent of the population is in the East, and we do not lay eggs in the South and West.

Most of the people who live in the southwest and southwest come by sea.

So we're all coastal cities, and the population is all migrated from the north.

Most people live no more than two years of life, so there are basically no inland cities.

To be precise, the land is desolate and boring, and no one has the idea to live.

If there is fun on land, there will be a city, and it has nothing to do with the longevity of others.

Today I will teach you to learn art and enter the WTO, and roughly separate the world view.

As the monk grew older, his ideas grew.

Cultivation is the self-restraint of the mind, and the monk will become more and more capable as he grows older.

Teach you two sets of simple exercises, and go anywhere in the world.

There are monks to open the way, and there is basically no danger at all, which is very simple.

First of all, I will teach you how to use the sword, just be fast, and the faster the speed, the greater the strength, understand?

Zhang Qingfeng: Understood.

Then teach you to run and twist your feet to generate different dynamic ejections and impacts.

If you want to move how you want, you can exert yourself hard. Zhang Qingfeng: I see.

If you understand, let Elder Wu Guo'er take you to the world tomorrow to see the world, it's easy and simple outside.

It's okay, bye~