Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Sword Dance of Dao Ancestor's Sigh Mystery
~Zhao Gao
~Wow!Master~ is here.
~Won't disturb your rest, will you?
~No~It's okay~ Why is the master here?
Let's go, go help my brother.
~What brother?, the first monk of the world asked knowingly.
~ The person I met in the place where I usually used the task of leading the heavenly court and forging the sword was a very outstanding person.
The first monk in the world said with a slight smile: Okay~ It just so happens that I also know him.
The surname is Yang, and Qi Yan knew him before.
It's been about more than 30 years, hey~ It's very bitter~ I've kept righteousness for most of my life.
When he arrived in the south, he has been guarding with his junior brother, and he has not broken his vows to make a living.
Obviously, you can go to get the monk's funds, but you have your own obsession and can't get them.
Who knows?
It's not easy to live for thirty years, and the self-consciousness used to collapse and kill people casually.
~Master~ Do you know each other too?
Haha~ Zhao Gao said with a smile: But master, your self-nagging is getting more and more serious, intermittently.
~ I'm getting more and more self-conscious, so I don't want to pay attention to a few of you.
Some don't dare, afraid of accidents.
...... Maybe you'll run away and go to the universe.
Meeting is tantamount to forcing me, being responsible for you~ There is pressure.
There is a barrier, forget it~~~ I will wither too.
The first monk in the world said unspeakably.
Many times, when you expect someone, he should not say something that does not know how to be perfunctory and hurt you.
At a loss~ Zhao Gao was at a loss at this time.
I don't know what's wrong, my thoughts are gone, my head is thinking, it's dim and empty.
Originally, there would be some emotional fluctuations in this situation, but I found that I was sad and dumb, and even people were stupid!
Silently standing on the horizon, the reflection standing diagonally.
Who am I? Who am I? Thoughts keep flashing and disappearing, who am I!
~Zhao Gao, why don't you stay? I'll go alone.
The first monk in the world saw that Zhao Gao was a little uncomfortable and wrong, and slightly felt that Zhao Gao was too self-reproachful and too casual and realistic when he heard his words.
Taking Zhao Gao is now equivalent to forcing Zhao Gao, making decisions on the side, suppressing him.
Now the form is a bit reversed, thinking that not long ago he said that he forced himself, and the first monk in the world secretly said ~ embarrassed.
turned around and made a smile inexplicably, and turned around to suppress the look of recollection.
At the beginning~ Ying Zheng, Meng Ke, Zhu Xi, Li Shizhen, Zhao Gao, what they wanted to say was held back, and they forgot, why bother.
I don't have an answer, I'm so sad, why don't I have feelings?
didn't want to suppress Zhao Gao's number one monk in the world, so he disappeared.
Zhao Gao stood in place.
Lai also depends on you, all thoughts can't give me a reason to leave you, any!
Including going to be a lowly thought, abandoning yourself will not leave you.
Everything and everything, whatever happens, will not leave you.
Zhao Gao said with a cut of iron, and then chattered: Without you, there is nothing.
If there's nothing left, it's better to rely on you.
A tear was contained in his eyes, and the first monk in the world crossed the slightest drifting crystal.
When it flowed down, I found that there was still a sad water ready to continue in the other eye.
The number one monk in the world, who knew that Zhao Gao had gone mad, did not express his position because he was ready to bear all the consequences, but he didn't know when it would break out in the future.
The first monk in the world who walked casually suddenly shook his body, and he who was familiar with Zhao Gao may understand the ending.
Looking back on the past time, Zhao Gao quietly forced himself to live in the heavenly court, and he was helpless~
In the air, Master Zhao Gao, who was out of shape, shook his head, secretly decided to be ruthless to others in the future, made a grimace and disappeared into the distance.
The skyline is white and cloudy, and the clouds are scattered like smoke and hang in the air.
The misty mountains are green and green, and the land is muddy and spotted with brown birds and trees.
The mountain road stairs are dripping with water, and they are clear and sliding as usual.
There is one who does not ascend to the sky. But when I looked back, I ran wildly in the mud in the mountains and forests.
The rain was pouring quietly.
The wind, wandering silently, scraping and dragging the sleeves of the confused, and the pieces of flying and pulling.
Shejian: I've grown up, some things can't be determined by age, the master said yes, yes!
Wind and rain together, puff, there is a person who travels far away, gradually moving away.
I don't know when the drizzle started, quietly dripping my heart.
——Dao Ancestor Qi declared that he stepped down the stairs of the mountain road, and the first monk in the world who was waiting for him was already waiting at the corner.
Hi ~ Qi declared the first to say hello.
The world's first monk who was hiding in the wet grass came out of the grass, stepped to block the Dao Ancestor's go, and nodded silently.
~ I still remember that more than 30 years ago, you blocked my way down the mountain like this.
This sentence, which I don't know who floated down, made the two of them fall silent.
~We are not mortals, why bother to walk down the mountain?
As time goes on, we still find that we are different from other people in the world.
~ You still speak so intermittently, hehe! Who doesn't know that the Emperor of Heaven is arrogant and domineering, and specializes in hurting people.
I'm not here to find fault today~ Although I really want to say this, after thinking about it, I feel guilty about Qi Yan, and the first monk in the world endures it.
He said in a harmonious voice: At the beginning, your disciple was peculiar and did not lose his beauty, and Zhuo Qun stood up and thought purely.
He destroyed the dwelling you arranged with his own hands, and even the fairyland on earth that you forged was killed by him, what has become of it?
~ No matter what, I can't let him leave me.
At the beginning, his amnesia was noticed by me, and it was destined to say this.
I asked Zhou Beiren, and he was over 140 years old.
I wonder if someone can throw away memories like we did, and then I know that this person must be extraordinary, and bring them back to the mountains to quietly change the state of affairs.
It's a pity that people are not as good as people, and he has accumulated a disease after leaving here, and now he is gradually aging before his 500th birthday.
~ He was as handsome and dashing as you at the beginning, people...... It's unfathomable.
It's been a long time since I've watched a play with you~ The Emperor of Heaven said in a deep voice. Are you interested in appreciating it with me and Zhao Gao?
It turns out that Zhao Gao is looking for me to watch a play~ Qi Yan said meaningfully.
~ You can also call other friends together, I will wait for you at the bottom of the mountain.
In addition, as I said, it is impossible for there to be people in the world who are equal to us.
Just because you can't wait doesn't mean there is nothing to replace.
Oh, Qi proclamation interrupted the words of the first monk in the world.
~ I'm researching, but it's a pity that although Li Qingzhao doesn't understand benevolence, righteousness and morality in his thoughts, he can't even be clear about his original thoughts.
At that time, at that agreed stage, these test subjects will be resolved in advance.
~ It's a pity that you specialize in these actions, what's the use of asking for women?
Collecting so many thoughtful women, it's useless to live for a long time.
It's not that you don't know that as long as you have fun, even untouchables can live for a long time.
The first monk in the world sighed: Even if this "creature" is the strongest, even Su Shi's cultivation is not there~
~ That's no fun, so I don't pay attention to similar items like women, and it's a sadness to live in this world.
If it's a truly magical world, there are so many incredible things.
It would be nice if there really were~ Qi Yan said with envy.
~We're not babysitters, why take them?
The first monk in the world appropriately choked in unison.
~ Not everyone can live so long, if you have to use your full strength at a young age, you will regret it next time.
We can't save anyone else, every time, the same......
~Seven years, as long as you regain consciousness, seven years of cultivation is enough.
It's a pity that when the time comes, it's not a matter of cultivation, but that there is no such world at all, and what we are pursuing does not exist.
The Emperor sighed lightly.
~They don't have my leisure time~ Immature thinking will always be led astray.
Benevolence and righteousness are more than enough for self-preservation.
Morality, regret is insufficient.
It's like this every time, for ~~~
~Enough!The First Monk of the World stopped Qi Yan Daozu from continuing.
Believe me, there won't be that world.
All of us monks must live well.
I'm going to make every monk above ordinary "creatures."
If you can't do it, you may not get it in the first place. The first monk in the world sighed lightly, there was no such thing as it~
~That kind of world is a fictional creation.
Daozu choked appropriately~
We are also fictional characters, and I believe that the meaning of that kind of world is to exist.
I have always believed that there are countless "creatures" in that world, and the monks must be above ordinary people and have absolute power.
Dao Ancestor suddenly sighed again.
~ If you can't do it, it's really like you said disgusting words, you can't get it.
What the hell is it? Even we can hinder it, it shouldn't exist.
After thinking about himself, he said categorically: There must be nothing that can stop us.
The monk will not stand in the way of his kind, and the monk will not sink.
You tell me?
Dao Ancestor sighed, and then said: I seem to have thought of something, if it really doesn't exist, we should have already obtained it, feathered and ascended to the immortal, and looked for the infernal being.
Oh my God, I see, huh?
Looking back, the man was gone.
——In the arena with a roaring atmosphere, the figures were sharp and blurry, talking about the gathering of the world's first monk and Qi Yan Ancestor.
Fiddling facilities are piled up on the upper side of the site, and various erection tools and appliances are arranged in an orderly manner.
Many monks were busy packing up the decorations and decorations in the arena to lay out the subsequent scenes in advance.
Because this time it was the top of the monks who came, to prevent some ordinary people from gathering feverishly for the meaning of life.
Monks over seventy years of age came to work, and the rest of the men erected a high wall on this wide high ground.
The vertical and horizontal huge walls are far from the horizon, erected in the vicissitudes of recklessness.
Monks who prepared convenient arrangements for the follow-up performances gathered around and worked hard to decorate the venue.
Monks can be found everywhere in the wandering monks, in the places where there is no boundary, in the deep pits and ravines, and in the rivers where the earth is dug for water.
In the vast crowd of people, there are still people who stay in the room quietly.
He met his predecessor thirty years ago, and the senior advised him to come back and not to see his ancestor.
Thinking guiltily, he put aside his sword, and was still a little relieved, quietly thinking about the meeting that his predecessors gave him a strategy.
It is said that the first monk in the world and the Taoist ancestor will meet and date, and they will perform a show to watch and enjoy.
Tell him it's an opportunity and let him take it.
There are two benefits, both parties will not be sad and embarrassed, and it will not make the already calm heart of the ancestor make waves again.
When I met with my ancestor, I couldn't give him anything.
Instead of ending your wish and giving more comfort in this world full of emptiness, it is better to let go of your burden and relax your heart to make your ancestor happy, instead of meeting and letting your ancestor care.
Promised the sword of the world's first monk, he is ready to perform a dazzling show.
Without knowing who the predecessor was, he secretly thought to himself how the sword could be beautiful.
It seems that I only know swords, and I thought of Ou Yezi borrowing many of my own matching swords.
There were still two days left before Dao Zu's appointed time, and the first monk in the world watched the venue in advance.
His eyes brightened because he saw someone. Li Er, Zhuang Zhou, and quarreled again.
The dispute wanted to leave here and go to a distant place to meet, but Zhuang Zhou sighed that there was the same everywhere.
Maybe Zhuang Zhou remembered his previous experience and sighed, but Li Er didn't listen to his painstaking words.
Thinking that maybe it was because his dress was too casual, now his words made Li Er feel perfunctory.
Zhuang Zhou, who felt a little embarrassed, wanted to interrupt the topic of borrowing Kun to travel, and seemed to think that his Kun was the fastest.
Zhuang Zhou, who once dominated the world, is now a cutting-edge unrelenting.
The first monk in the world who stayed on these two people came forward to explain to Zhuang Zhou and Li Er.
hoped that Li Er and Zhuang Zhou would swim the sea and heaven again, and gave the two of them a pass to the inside of the heavenly court.
Before leaving, I instructed: I hope that Li Er, Zhuang Zhou, Zhu Xi, Meng Ke, and more exchanges will be exchanged.
Mahasu walked alone on the side of the street, rethinking the events of the last few days.
Thinking about the purpose of the ancestor in the past, thinking that the Dao ancestor was no longer as happy as before.
seems to have glimpsed the future ending, which is more desolate than the absence of Dao Ancestor.
The melancholy Maha walked on the road, and the corners of the road appeared everywhere dark and boundless.
The next day, as the game approached, everything revived in the morning, and the scene was thriving and intoxicating.
Resting on the sword chair, I had no sleep all night last night, and I am in good spirits today.
Shelving the sword and lining it: It is a great opportunity to perform, there are not a few extreme exhilarations in life, this time it is the good night of the ancestor.
After thinking about it for a long time, with a burst of softness, accompanied by a soft white light and sun thorn, he put aside his sword and raised his sword to the north.
Qi Yan Daozu stood on the dignified North Street, and the surrounding houses were carefully dressed and cleaned up the day before yesterday.
Qi Yan's head turned slightly, and his eyes looked around casually.
Thinking about the growing age, the mottled and indifferent statement of the results.
The messy and humble heart moves slightly, touches the clean environment, and the feedback scene smooths and polishes the feelings that have sunk into the world.
But the scar that has been imprinted for a long time can vaguely see a clear shadow that flickers, distorts, gradually gathers, and synthesizes in a flat mood.
Suddenly, he jumped, leaned sideways like a dance, dexterous and shimmering, and his poofing rate became larger and fuller.
Twisting his waist and trembling, like a ruined bend, he trembled in the huge storm, spreading to the seedlings, so huge that it went straight to the sky.
——Heavenly Court has often passed things, chatting about foreign countries ~ the place where Qi Yan Dao Ancestor.
I want to go back to my home to talk, but I remember the dilapidated life.
Hopeless attachment is perfunctory, right?
Looking at Maha and chatting with them, Daozu followed.
Did they really not think about it, about the past?
Feelings are sometimes very unhindered, and the hidden expression in the heart is not so much unwilling to bear it, but it has become helpless.
Wang Wei quietly looked at everyone's statements, and said something a little cautiously, obviously they were invited together, but they couldn't fit in.
I don't understand other people's languages, but I actually understand what I'm saying, and I'm a little far from the stage I'm in.
You can do it yourself, and because of your status, you have to conform to the impact of things on you.
Listening to the chattering around me, my irritable and tolerant heart gradually calmed down.
I lost the pattern and thought that I was talking about how good it was.
I can't say.
Do you tell him that you are not as good as me?
Maha quietly sizzled, and he was able to soothe himself inwardly.
The more this happens, the better at feeling the dynamics around you.
Things are small, and even if you keep your mind steady, you can't help but consciously look at them.
The messy and sad Jian suddenly thought that there were so many people performing in the scene, am I not very brilliant alone? I can't leave the deepest impression on Dao Zu.
What should the ancestor do if he forgets me? Thinking that this method is not appropriate, there is no other way, and I have to do it.
Performance ~ The Emperor of Heaven has already thought about it.
Regarding the issue of performance, the Emperor of Heaven has already made up his mind.
The other facilities were all destroyed, and as for the performance, let the sword come alone.
Other people's dreams shouldn't be let Dao Ancestors come to see, it's still early!
A group of children who know what.
Approaching the first few hours of the game, the Emperor of Heaven was interrogating with the meaning of the performance.
The first monk in the world who invited the Dao Ancestor didn't pay too much attention to the middle detour, and said bluntly: No.
Resting the sword is restrained and worried, staying in the most conspicuous place.
The first monk in the world didn't ask him to come out to comment, it seemed that he was deliberately showing Qi Yan the only crane.
After three rounds, the first monk in the world saw that there was no obstruction.
Then he said lightly: Don't pretend not to be a bystander, this is the monk I recommended. As for those of you, forget it.
When Daozu heard this, he thought that what was the yin and yang weird? I don't know where he learned his tone.
Daozu asked what the name of the sword was, but the sword said indifferently: Yang Ruowu.
Are there any characteristics? Dao Ancestor continued to inquire lightly.
~ Good swordsmanship, aura macro.
Dao Ancestor, who had already made a decision, heard such short words, and knew that he didn't want to communicate with him more.
sighed inwardly, what moth was occupied by the Emperor of Heaven.
The world's first monk, who laughed in his heart, raised his hand and stroked the sword to the square.
Yandao: Let's start now.
Qi Yan smiled~
It's better to end this matter as soon as possible, and it doesn't matter much.
Qi Yan pretended not to care, but he really didn't care~
There are many experiences in the past, and I am not used to it.
If it weren't for the Emperor of Heaven coming in person, he wouldn't be interested in asking more questions and asking more about things.
The square is open on all sides, and the place where it is built is slightly higher than the place to watch.
The following is seen on the micro for a clearer view. Turn from the foot to the step, get up and move the belly around the rib side.
The hand posture is clearly visible, the face is in a trance, and other external sensations are thrown, showing the extreme charm of the elf dancer.
The sword stands on this platform, and there are Dao ancestors watching left and right at the far end of the square.
He looked around with his eyes, as if he was in a huge square.
If you carefully experience what you think and feel, it seems to be a visible cage with a pitch-yellow prison cover extending its claws.
There was no uneasiness, only a slight panic.
Put the sword box on the ground, and pull out the sword coat wrapped in the sword cloth.
His sword was given to Zhou Tong, and now he has no sword heart to use.
Bow your head and waist to take stock of the size of the sword, and draw out the sword position that has been prepared for a long time.
Silently stood up, looked at the position of Qi Yan Dao Ancestor, and sighed silently.
Relax and respite.
"Wow"
A flying sword
Puff~ The aura is discharged.
"Boom" multiple flying swords float in the air.
The flesh and blood storage tank of the sword itself overflowed.
Six flying swords.
After 10,000 times, tens of thousands of times, and 100,000 times, we are constantly tempering, constantly exploring, and gradually controlling and exploring.
Make the air float, frequency, continuous leakage, and consistent.
Outside the audience were shocked, and Maha asked the master why.
Qi Yan Dao Ancestor said: Immortal genius, it's a bit of a surprise to use the Qi Imperial Sword.
You are a little surprised that you can see such a scene here, and it is understandable, after all, most of the first-class monks of this era are aging.
I thought that no one but me and him could keep things in the air for a long time.
It seems to be a dead man, refining swords with his life, a dead man among monks.
Daozu sighed: What a sorrow, this move shocked the other "so-called monks" present.
It turns out that people can be so incredible, but unfortunately no one knows, fighting for their lives is not for everyone present, but only to prove it to someone or some people who care~
Dao Ancestor, Qin Huizhi, Qi Yunshan's friends, Wu Guo'er.
Being nostalgic for the benevolence and morality of the world is not an excuse for sacrificing for the sake of sentient beings, but a real feeling of dedication for selfishness.
Benevolence, righteousness and morality are the way of selfishness and belong to the path!
What is the Great Road? It can be viewed from a distance but cannot be exhausted, and it can be seen and obtained and equal.
The avenue can be eaten above 10,000 people, and it can be eaten by 10,000 people.
Only the trail is special, and the rest of the people eat, few and rich, and their lives are cheap and threatening to all beings. The first monk in the world said lightly, sighing at the previous move of putting aside the sword.
I didn't expect the sword ordered by the sword to move and add another sword.
Seeing this, the first monk in the world suddenly remembered some sensitive things he had seen at the beginning, and his thoughts were very different.
Sigh frankly: can be seen from a distance but not close.
The sword dance is imminent, but because of its own strength, the sword can only be close to the body, and the pressure on the output of qi is gradually uncontrollable.
Put the sword to stabilize your mind and add another sword.
shouted in his heart: There are still three swords left, and I can't hold it.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he instantly thought of making the sword that had been used close to his body more close to his body at a node that others had not noticed, and moved it slightly to the wrinkles at the corners of his clothes.
The farther away from the sword, the more terrifying the qi used.
For this kind of consumption, the sword can only say to himself: I can only use it once, I still have to live.
Three swords return to their positions~
There was only one trance, and three white lights suddenly stopped in front of the sword.
Like the position of three crossbow arrows fired in a salvo of a bow, but it was vertical and it was flat.
The other eight swords "trembled" and "trembled" like the other three swords
With all his strength, he was stimulating the peak of flesh and blood, and at this time, his body was stimulated like never before, and he had to pay many times more than the previous damn workout.
"Smack" ~ intermittent sounds followed.
The body of the sword made a crisp sound, which was the damage caused by the qi of various frequencies of power.
Hold the sword to the maximum limit, so that the sword will never be lost.
The three swords and eight swords in front of the Qi Imperial Sword are returned to their backs, scattering the sky like a peacock opening the screen, and the sword is parallel at the same time.
Eight swords were put together, forming a row, and soaring into the sky.
Scattered, like a drowning ladybird, swaying and falling from the sky.
Many swords were scattered, and the fragments were like silver flowers, and they suddenly fell.
The sword rose into the sky, and jumped to the edge of the sword.
The chaos of the displacement of the sword was dissipated, and it returned to calm.
The stable spiral ring is about ten centimeters in front of the sword, forming a gorgeous streamer similar to a sword and shield.
Under the surrounding light, it seems to be able to absorb light.
The people who were amazed, including the Daozu Heavenly Emperor, Daozu said: I didn't expect to be able to attach a sword at the moment of jumping, this control ability is unexpected.
However, this second time to stimulate the qi, the energy contained in the flesh and blood has long disappeared.
If your life is not guaranteed, you will still be able to exert your own strength, what is this for?
The Heavenly Emperor looked at Dao Ancestor Qi Yan and did not speak for a long time.
After a while, when the sword was stepped down, the Heavenly Emperor found that Qi Yan had never said a word during this time.
And what about the sword?
sighed quietly, and said in his heart: I didn't even get off the stage for a return visit.
This time my life was at the limit, but fortunately, someone hit me with anger during the last sword lift.
is so delicate, it doesn't belong to that senior.
That senior should be a monk beside Dao Ancestor, a hidden cultivator with unfathomable cultivation.
Thinking about how long Dao Ancestor has lived, it is not uncommon for a monk to hide around him who has lived for about 10,000 years.
She's sword muttered to himself and continued~
Later, I plan to lift the twelfth sword on my waist, take it in my hand and swing the sword qi vertically and horizontally, dazzling everyone's eyes, and shocking it.
But I really want to do it! Among the immortals, this is the most eye-catching.
It's a pity that the gas is powerful and powerful, and the adsorption is slightly incalculable.
I remember that the legend is that the Lord of the Heavenly Court, the Emperor of Heaven, can fly in the sky and cross the sword, and the magic of kung fu is really carved to the extreme.
You can glide through the world with the momentum of a thrown greatsword, and it's incredible to think about how you can stand up at the moment of throwing.
This control is really inconceivable and lamentable.
It's a pity that I'm really old and unwell, so thank you.
I'm so young, I really want to treat each other as equals.
After that, he turned around and wanted to go home again, not wanting to see Dao Zu.
At this time, the scene here reminded Jian Jian of his lonely self sitting on a stone in the cool of the night.
At that time, I was fenced high stone next to the mountain road, and the master called out why I was so lonely.
said that he comprehended the gas and feelings of time, and one day he would melt into the void like the Emperor of the East.
also told me about the joke of the Emperor of Heaven~ The Emperor's sword is actually used to look good, and he flies faster if he doesn't absorb that sword.
If it is a sword throwing and flying, the Emperor of Heaven is used for fun.
Experience sky-high gliding in the sky.
If you want to practice the ultimate martial arts, maybe Wu Guoer can throw a sword and fly.
However, the first monk in the world can qi into the void and can maintain a high speed for a long time.
While putting aside the sword and thinking about things, Qi Yan looked at the letter in his hand.
"Anonymous Fu"
Pain is also relieved, pain is also happy, why not?
There is nothing to be happy about, and you are tired and resting.
The original serious heart, gradually not caring about the breath, hehe.
The pain of the past, the helplessness of crying.
Do you remember?
The nameless scar may be a desire of its own.
Human beings are born in the human life, and what are the things and things made in the world?
Emotions give life, is it deception?
I've lived so big, I really feel affectionate, but I obviously don't.
I was really a big hero back then, what else to write?
Doubt, confusion, medium, confusion, amnesia, memory, memory, murder, fame, fame is greater than everything, have everything, if you have everything, but I don't want it, I don't need it.
What attracted me?
First love, love again, love again, love again, love again, find first love, love three times, return to love again, painful regret.
The one who falls in love next is definitely not the best, but he will care about you and continue to care about you.
If man is made, what is the meaning of time?
If you are wrong, erase your memories and have a beautiful and peaceful childhood.
Childhood is really the last beginning you want, that is the beginning of the shadows.
If the mentally retarded is a fool's nest, it is better to be a clear nest.
Life?
If there is an afterlife, the cultivation of standing up to the heavens and the earth is the greatest consolation, the greatest pain, and the nameless inexplicability that can still live in the greatest pain.
I used to like people who are nostalgic, but now I still choose one to live.
Why don't we be happy together? Experience will understand, but there are always people who ask what story they have experienced to understand.
Even if you don't have a story, you can understand everything you have experienced, and you won't understand anything if you haven't experienced it.
But the care that I once lost is now back.
It's hard to say, I hope you can go back and find a bigger world.
I can't tolerate this, there is one more person and one more feeling.
A lot of times I ask, what am I clinging to?
The happiness of many people in the heart, the happiness of several people in the heart.
By the end of the day, everyone, the top monks were sour.
Nothing, weeping until dawn.
Still no, nothing has changed.
I don't want to, I can't wash it off even if I die.
It's just a formality, it doesn't change my end.
The answer I want, Heaven must tell me.
When I was at the top of my cultivation, answer me.