The morning light ended, the morning retreated, the people returned to eat, and the morning time passed in a busy way, and I don't know where I went? Maybe I went to Zixinxi and Bai Chiyun!

After class, the two of them went out of the courtyard door in a fight, jumping and jumping and running towards the place where they bought rock sugar gourds......

Foolish laughter.

As I said before, time always passes unconsciously, and in the afternoon, it is time for class again.

The tireless two slumped at each other again, and some reluctantly entered the Ignorance Academy.

But it's also interesting to listen to this master's lecture.

In front of the court, in the summer, the sound of cicadas made a noise, and they broke into the Zhixing School of Yuzhi Academy one by one.

Yuzhi said to the students: "When the cicadas sound in summer, there are poems and two sentences: 'Looking horizontally, the side of the ridge becomes a peak, and the distance and height are different. Although things are different, the realm is the same, and it is also one with the word "knowledge and action." This is the source of all things that everyone sees, and it is the "state of mind consciousness" and "the knowledge and action of the material environment", which is the origin of this school of knowledge and action. ”

Everyone was shocked, and the words fell into their hearts and thought about it carefully.

After a moment, the words first said: "The sound of the cicada is born from the voice of the heart, and the voice of the heart is also made in the sound of the line, and the line is also." The Master is telling me that the sound of cicadas is just the sound of cicadas, and our views on the sound of cicadas are just our opinions!"

After the song, he said: "The master said that it is implicitly consistent with the word "knowledge and action", does it mean that I should be consistent with my words and deeds, and be the same as inside and outside." Moreover, although everyone looks at problems from different angles, things and knowledge are unified, and Master wants us to learn to look at problems from different aspects!"

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other and said, "Please also ask the master to make a comment!?"

Yuzhi smiled: "You two also said it just now, the benevolent see the benevolent, and I can't comment on it, but the two of you understand it well, that's it!"

Zi Xinxi also laughed and said, "I haven't heard cicadas before when I was in the forest, and now it sounds like a person singing, and it also understands music, right?!"

The little girl suddenly asked the crowd curiously. The sound of cicadas in the first summer was in her ears, and the world in this world inevitably brought her a sense of novelty. On Yinghui Peak, there are many birds and beasts, but only the summer cicada is missing, and there is a little more weirdness.

You Zi smiled and said: "Little junior sister, the cicada is just a worm, how can you understand the elegance of the silk and bamboo, it is just its call, not music, and it doesn't understand music." ”

A bug is a bug, man is not born to be an animal, and he is naturally superior to others when he is born.

Zi Xinxi pursed her lips and retorted: "But its voice is high-pitched and passionate, and the big brother said that it is singing with life, how can such a voice not be called music, then it is very pitiful?"

Zi Xinxi frowned, Xia Chan's life is short, and after singing is death, she likes its singing, and thinks it is the most beautiful music in the world, she wants everyone to understand it, it is a singer who understands music!

"Has Senior Brother Yuci always been like this?"

The little girl suddenly felt a little sad, and said coldly. Interrupting the reason for what he was about to speak, he was stunned, suddenly gloomy and silent, and glanced at Zi Xinxi coldly, but it was rare to give in.

"Whatever you want!"

After saying the two words, he sat down with his hands in the hands of Yuzhi and did not speak.

He accommodated Zixinxi, except for the master, who had surprised all the students.

Foolishly smiled, looked at the pitiful and sentimental Zi Xinxi, and said "Do not do to others what you want", but he couldn't say anything. At the same time, he looked at the silent Yuzi again, and shook his head slightly, the little girl's words poked at his sore spot.

Bai Chiyun was a restless master, seeing that his sister was being bullied again, he stood up, his eyebrows were full of coldness, and he said:

"My sister is kind, but poor cicada has a short life and gives it a musician who can sing, then it is. You may say that it is just a matter of cicadas, and that it is too pitiful, and that the day is precarious, or you may say that it is just my sister's wishful thinking, but what about these? My sister is such a person. If you talk about my sister, don't you allow others to talk about you, and when you contradict my sister, are you not wrong?"

He said a lot coldly, and the crowd listened in silence.

The fool smiled first, clapped his hands and praised: "The words of the truth are the most real, and the master is taught." Bai Xiaozi has such knowledge at a young age, and he is already quite intelligent, not bad!!"

He said two good words in a row, and the praise in his eyes was sincere, but he made Bai Chiyun embarrassed for a while.

"Hmph, you just need to know that my sister is good!"

Bai Chiyun pretended to snort coldly again, and straightened up.

After all, it's just a child, everyone laughs, but there is a kind of respect and praise in the smile, and the wise person is also a wise person.

"Looking at the clouds in the south, the birds in the north are in the sun, the sound of the manor on the lake, the sound is in the ears; the east and west are separated, the cold clouds are warmer, the cicadas in front of the hall are noisy, the words are not true; the night will be again, the stars will fall in the moon, invite the cup to hold the lamp, and do not be a guest in other rooms.

...... People are people, people are not people, people are not people, do not let people be worldly people, have a heart, have no heart, don't let the heart be dirty. Outside the body, outside the body, don't ......"

The unpleasantness seemed to disappear again, and the sound of reading aloud sounded again in the Yuzhi Academy, catering to the lonely high voice to play the meaning of life together, to spread the hope in the voice to the distance, and to step on the pace of time together......

Life is about life, what kind of beauty is this? No one can describe it specifically. Those who know do not speak, and those who speak do not know, but when it comes to each person, it is different and much simpler......

Feng Yun is obsessed with swordsmanship, and vows to ask Rong Yun about the immortal path, and now he is maintaining the safety of the center of the Quartet, which is the beauty of protection; Ruo You'er is mysterious and secretive, and his eyes are full of the meaning of exploration, which is the beauty of perseverance; Elder Yun Wu is lazy and beautiful, but his eyes are charming, and it is the beauty of tranquility......

And Mo Mufan, Mo Shao in the center of the Quartet, the guardian of the white tide. That was his home, and now he has what he wants to protect with his life, maybe not "protection", but "his goodness", his desires, and his thoughts!

The sun is faint, but the sun in the evening is rare and gentle, and he wants to fall asleep lazily, at least that's what Yi Feng thinks, but after looking at the busy stranger Yan on the side, and Mo Mufan who was staring at him carefully, Yi Feng shook his head vigorously, his tense nerves improved a little, and he continued to work as a carpenter.

The jade has been rounded, and the powerful divine sense of the Yan separation master drove the doppelganger, and Mo Mufan on the side sweated between his eyebrows, and a drop of sweat slowly slipped off his forehead, which was the tiredness of his mind, and his body was also tired.

Such a Mo Mufan, Yan has never seen it.

"Mo Shao, please stop in moderation. Yan spoke out to stop Mo Mufan, and said, "Don't be reluctant, your spiritual power will not be able to support the backlash!"

When Yi Feng heard this, he was shocked, and looked at Mo Mufan incredulously, this person was so persistent.

The persistent is also inexplicable.

Mo Mufan pursed his lips, didn't listen, and said coldly: "There is still a little bit of success, Yan, the divine sense helps me, continue." ”

Give up? Mo Mufan hooked his lips disdainfully, ridiculous!

Jade fetish, I didn't expect that Mo Mufan's divine sense would be so difficult, and this jade could be carved immediately, at this time, let Mo Mufan give up, undoubtedly slapped himself hard, and there were other reasons that he was not allowed to give up halfway.

It is worthy of being a thing in the cultivation world, which makes Mo Mufan spend a lot of time.

Yan was silent, worried in his eyes, but he still relied on Mo Mufan's intentions. But he knew that although the carving was only the final finishing touches, Mo Mufan's current state?

Divine consciousness turned into a knife and an axe, carved and carved in the spherical jade, and for the rest, Mo Mufan's eyes were slightly condensed, and his mind was more intentional.

It was a house, a two-floor hut in all directions, a strange hut that Mo Mufan was willing to carve.

"Cangshan fog and rain white tide, high water purple air clouds Mufan"

Then, wherever the mind goes, it is consistent with the couplet at the white tide.

It's not over yet、、、

"A mortal heart, a life and a couple"

Ten small characters were engraved on a green grass next to the hut, it was even more difficult to carve grass, and it was even more difficult to carve words on the grass, Mo Mufan's rare face began to turn pale, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Yan was taken aback.

Just as Yan was worried, after the word "person" was engraved, Mo Mufan's mind could no longer support it, and there was a buzz in the noise, like a broken string, and his body fell straight to the ground. Yan was about to catch Mo Mufan, but a slender figure was one step ahead of him to catch Mo Mufan first.

In the eyes of the visitor, surprise, doubt, and worry were revealed in an instant.

"What's wrong with him?" Ruo You'er asked as she looked at Yan and the others.

Consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and his mind was destroyed for a while, what kind of torment should this be, Ruo You'er's heart trembled, and her voice also carried some disbelief.

Yan pursed his lips and replied, "He himself wants this, and he asked for it himself to cut the spirit stone that can only be done by cutting the separation realm with his divine sense." ”

Yan couldn't enter Mo Mufan's world of consciousness, but thinking about the complexity of Mo Mufan's situation now, Yan really wanted to scold him for doing it to himself, but looking at Ruo You'er, who was worried about him, Yan still didn't say anything.

Ruo You'er frowned: "In this way, he was attacked by the backlash, and he worked hard, but he fainted, and his life should be fine?" However, a touch of grace between the eyebrows has not disappeared.

Yan nodded.

Ruo You'er looked at the bracket and spirit ball under the tree, her eyes were puzzled, but she didn't ask Yan and Yi Feng again, and politely took Mo Mufan's unconscious body into the "White Tide".

After Ruo You'er left, Yi Feng looked at Yan with a gloomy face, didn't know whether to continue, opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Yan had already said, "Let's continue to pack it!"

As the sun sets, in the white tide, a beautiful woman mysteriously guards the handsome man on the boat, looking so harmonious, picturesque, and quiet.

"Senior Brother Mo, what makes you so attached to a small spirit ball?"

--If...... Perhaps, it will be good!

--Why?

The confusion and entanglement in her heart, if it could be drowned in her quiet figure, would ...... Yes, it would be nice!

In the distance, the brilliance crept on the earth, and the purple and white duo stepped on the flying sword, straight into the sky, and cheered loudly to meet the red, big, and approaching sunset.

Not far, on the sword.

Zi Xinxi clenched the rock sugar gourd in her hand, but there was no entrance, and there was a trace of sadness in her watery eyes, more unbearable and unhappy.

"What's wrong?

Bai Chiyun suddenly turned her head and looked at her sister who was suddenly sentimental again.

Zixinxi pursed her mouth, as if she was about to cry, but she stubbornly didn't cry, and said sadly: "Xiaobai, why does the big brother like you, always like to do whatever he wants, why do he do some dangerous things, and ...... And, you guys, you ...... None of them ...... Don't tell...... Tell me!"

As she spoke, she suddenly hugged Bai Chiyun's small body, and the little girl cried out in a low voice, one by one, and the hot tears seemed to burn Bai Chiyun's back.

She didn't want to cry, but she just couldn't help it. You can't forbear yourself. She remembered that it was the same when Xiaobai was in a coma before.

She was the last to know!

Bai Chiyun was stunned, tears slipped down for no reason, he took her hand, did not speak, his lips were bitten white, red, and a red frightening stream of blood.

At this time, he was quiet and did not dare to startle the little girl.

Silent, just like the dusk at this time, and the afterglow of the creeping on the ground.

Mo Mufan's bastard.

--I'm sorry! I'm hiding it from you again, sister!

The flying sword still moved forward, cutting through the layers of clouds that stained the dusk red, but in a flash, the clouds returned to their original state, as if the two had not been here, and the double shadows that crossed the red sun together also flew away.

Heaven loves to play tricks on people! Ill-fated people are deceived by creation, and they seem to be no exception.

Isn't it?

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