After listening to this, the old man was silent for two seconds before he spoke: "Zijun, even I can't answer this question completely, if you really want to ask, will it be in exchange for one of the three questions?"

The young man did not hesitate and said with a smile: "Actually, I haven't thought about the other two questions yet, this is the first one!"

The master gradually closed his eyes and said slowly: "There are 80,000 words in the world, only the love word is the most hurtful, and what the world is entangled with is inseparable from this love word."

There is affection, love, friendship, friendship and so on. Emotions move in the heart, the heart hurts people, people return to love, all emotions are because of this love word, it is sometimes good, sometimes bad, for these things, there is an absolute, to see the origin of love, the fate of extinction, it is difficult!

These fetters may become a reason to live, or they may become a reason not to live. It is like a silk thread, connecting people's hearts and minds, so it is said to be a silk thread, because it is thin, it is not difficult to detect, and when it is broken, it will be very easy!

But what comes with it is nothing more than the pain of the skin, it is illusory, only on the heart, and in the end it hurts people, so love and heart are generally linked, and if one of the two is missing, it will be tasteless in the end!"

The young man sat upright on the ground, scratching his head and scratching his ears, but he didn't understand it after all, as if something was blocking it, and there was nothing at all.

He felt that he and Xiangzi Yangci had more bonds, that is, love, different from the master and others, this bond was even stronger, as if he was constantly dragging people, he wanted to see each other all the time, he was thinking about sleeping, he was thinking about eating, and he was deep in love, and he couldn't wait to find her in the middle of the night, he didn't know if he was crazy, his past was blocked by a fog, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't touch it.

The future is also blocked by a fog, maybe there are man-eating monsters in the fog, or the abyss, just like the black hole I saw yesterday, and I accidentally fell into it.

Without getting the best answer, the boy stayed where he was, dejected.

The old man glanced at the young man, and did not disturb him, and brought a teapot from the second floor, which contained freshly scalded tea, and the spout was emitting white mist, and it swayed upward, and disappeared three feet above, showing the temperature of the tea.

Then the master began to wash the cup by himself, poured the tea, and after serving half a cup to the young man, he pushed it in front of him and said, "Drink it all!"

The boy raised his head, put his hands together, and drank it all, and when he was done, he brought back the teacup back.

The old man smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"

The young man smashed his mouth and said truthfully: "Mr. told me to drink it all, I did it, I feel that this tea is very hot, if I hadn't cultivated, maybe it would have been burned! And the tea is very bitter, not delicious!"

The old man smiled and muttered: "Yes, if I guess correctly, the situation you are in now is like this hot tea, if you drink it all, you will burn, and you will not taste the aftertaste of tea."

What I want to tell you is, take your time, rely on experience, and time to smooth it out. I just saw it!"

Zijun nodded, and when the master saw the young man's appearance, he smiled and didn't speak, poured another cup of tea, pushed it over, and said, "This time you blow it cold, take a sip, and try again!"

The young man did so, and after finishing, his eyes lit up, and he said: "I feel sweet, the fragrance of tea fills my mouth, and the aftertaste is extreme, the master told me to blow the cold, instead of waiting for it to be cold, does it mean that I have to taste it little by little, and when it is completely cold, it is gone, and I have experienced it!"

The old man smiled and didn't speak, waiting for the young man to drink all the tentatively before he spoke: "How do you feel this time?"

The breeze came slowly and blew into the private school, which was extremely comfortable.

The young man muttered: "If you want to say the biggest gap, it is that the time is longer than before, and I have also tasted the joy of tasting tea, this tea is a good tea, this water, it is very plain, the two are harmonious, bursting out of beauty!"

The master finally smiled, and he said: "The difference between water and tea, one is bland and tasteless, but it is indispensable, the tea is fragrant, and life is rare to be so comfortable a few times."

Just like life, most of them are cold and white, sometimes some drinks and juices, that is quite good, if you want to replace most of the cool white water with bitter water, it is not impossible, just soaked in bitter water, that kind of life is wasted every day, not happy, nor is it the reason to pursue what the heart wants!

Born in the world, you should return to your heart, but those who put on the mask may not be very happy after taking it off......

In fact, I want to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, it is better to have fun in the bitterness!"

The young man nodded hurriedly, and he was also puzzled in his heart, feeling that today's master was a little strange, as if he was busy pinning something, and comforted him not to lose faith in life for a while, and comforted him for a while that it was better to be happy in suffering, although the young man could not find anything that could not be compared, but it was like an adult before going out, telling the child to take good care of the house, or the child going to school, telling him to study hard.

So he asked, "Sir, is something happening, why is it so ...... all of a sudden?"

Seeing that the old man shook his head, the young man stopped and stopped asking, and then the old man muttered while collecting the tea set: "Harm, what's the matter, don't think about it, just don't worry about you, a young man with amnesia, I'm afraid that you will do something wrong in the future, but now it seems that I think too much!"

Zijun, today is the Animal Exorcism Festival, the village is lively, don't you go outside to play, anyway, it's nothing, just think about the remaining two problems, come to me in the evening!"

The young man in white turned around and went out, walking freely, without stopping for a moment, after going out, his steps stopped, and he didn't know what to do.

Leaving the old man alone, sitting alone in the private school, looking at the empty seats below, the old man's cloudy but not lacking spiritual gaze suddenly dimmed at this time, and there were some tears flashing.

laughed at himself: "I'm old, and I'm still crying, if I am seen by those children, I'm afraid it will also make people laugh, it's really a shame, no matter what, the old man is also in this last day, return to the light, leave a good impression on the children, don't be a saint of Confucius!"

Heaven does not give birth to a master, and eternity is like a long night! I can't remember how long ago I said this. ”

After receiving the tea set, the old man put on the new clothes he had before, and he took the Daigo staff again, he had the spirit of three points ago, the breath of a scholar was no longer there, he was still the strongest, or the sage, and the world called him Confucius!

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The beautiful grass is a fluttering green wave, and the hillside opposite the village is full of green flowers, like a large piece of jade inlaid with all kinds of strange stones.

The boy walked aimlessly and came to the river outside the village, surrounded by fragrant grass and pleasant scenery, in the fields, those rice were already shoulder-high, and the fields were fed with loaches, pheasants, grass carp, etc., probably planted rice, which were attached to this place to create a natural ecology.

After thinking about it too much, the boy's thoughts were scattered, and when he passed through the last time he learned his divine sense, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he killed all the fish in a hundred kilometers and the river was stained with blood.

The boy shook his head, nothing like this will happen in the future, seeing the fish swimming happily in the water, looking for food everywhere, he is not worried about anyone coming to catch it, maybe there are few people in the village who eat fish, they are so unscrupulous.

Continue walking, soon to the first time I saw the sheep girl place, of course, there is also the green sheep feather, the two thought that they had stunned Xiangzi, and almost pushed him to the ground, I really didn't expect the strength of the three-year-old child to be amazing, but there is no danger, their family, as if there is no distinction between young and old, only strength, so every time the child can be carried away.

Thinking of this, the young man sighed for no reason, maybe he sighed for Xiangzi's amnesia, or sighed that time passed so fast, and it was really fast, and two days was not much, or he sighed for himself, since the memory really can't be retrieved, or maybe he has lived here for the rest of his life.

Looking up at the back, there were a lot of people, a lot of families, and they were also very lively.

Wandering aimlessly, the boy walked very slowly, because he remembered everything around him, and he could never forget it, and if he was asked to do it all over again, and look at a random three-inch place, he would know where it was, and it was so powerful.

Then find your way back to it.

"Hum—"

A roar resounded in the young man's heart, and he looked up suspiciously, and saw that the Taicang tree that was exposed between the heavens and the earth seemed to support the pillars of heaven and earth, and at this time it emitted some purple mist, like aura, but it was more pure and strong than aura, inhaled into his nose, and it was refreshing, as if he had rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, and was about to fly into the sky. After emanating from the tree, it all spread to Zijun without reservation.

The boy's body seems to be manipulated, not like the way he originally walked, adding a bit of frivolity!

To put it nicely, it's more like a guide.

As it approached, those purple mist quickly entered the young man's body, and at the same time, the realm grew rapidly.

Like a young man who has been hooked, he walked towards the ancient tree step by step, and in the bush, there were animals hiding in it and peeking, only showing one eye.

After an inch of incense, the young man finally came to the feet of Taicang, the purple mist no longer shrouded him, all dispersed, if Hu Xuanzun was here, he would find that the realm of the young man had reached the ninety-nine levels of Qi training, and the reason why he no longer rose was probably limited by the avenue, and it was ninety-nine to one, and it would inevitably rise again, that is, to build the foundation realm, at this time, he was much stronger than before.

Maybe one finger can crush the previous self, the young man suddenly came to his senses, what happened in the few minutes just now?

He wondered in his heart, he couldn't remember anything, as if his memory had disappeared out of thin air, but nothing major should have happened. The boy clenched his fists, feeling that his strength had increased a lot, and looked around.

"When did I get here?"

The young man's face was full of strangeness and fell into deep thought, and at this moment, he was dizzy, and he fell straight to the ground, and it turned out that on his forehead, there was a sky-eating ant!

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End of chapter.