Bianliang City is still full of people and prosperous. Today's weather is slightly cool, the clouds are thick, the sun is not as strong and dazzling as in the past, and the whole city is shrouded in a gray-blue......

In the corner of the south of the city, there is a temple that is not big or small, and there are not too many people in the ancestral temple who come up to offer incense, and there are no wisps of chanting Buddha. This is not an ordinary Buddhist temple, nor does it have the graceful and luxurious decoration of the Great Golden Treasure Hall, only simple doors, chairs, wooden windows, and the occasional puff of green smoke wafting from the temple. A plaque on the temple that is not too big is written on the four big characters of "Bianliang Temple", ordinary and not lacking aura, simple and mysterious, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that this place is the place where Master Xuankong, a disciple of Master Xuanqing, lives.

There is a small bamboo forest in the temple, and a few gusts of breeze blow, and the bamboo forest makes a shaking sound of "sand-sand". Suddenly, a few butterfly-like bamboo leaves floated down with the wind, with poetic beauty, with a quiet heart, fluttering, leisurely and complacent...... "Boom-Boom", the sword qi overlapped, and flew sideways in an instant, and several bamboo leaves were instantly cut into several pieces......

A young man in white with long hair and proud eyebrows passed by with his two swords, and the sword qi of the two swords flew out with unmixed calm, and a few bamboo leaves that had been cut off turned a few times in the air, fluttered for a few hours, and then fell with the wind again.

"No matter how hard you try, a fallen leaf is a fallen leaf, no matter how much force you give, it can't violate the laws of nature and slowly drift to the earth......" When the young man in white finished casting his sword, an old man in a brown robe and white hair came beside him, and the old man said earnestly, "Zichuan, it's the same for people, some things are too much, no matter how peaceful your heart is, you will never achieve your goal if you violate the principles of heaven." ”

It turned out that the young man in white was Zhao Zichuan, the third young man of the Zhao family, and the old man who was talking to him must be his master, Master Xuankong. Zhao Zichuan slowly put away his double swords, closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The disciple just wants to become stronger, and then gallop on the battlefield like a big brother, kill more Mongolian thieves, and realize the great cause of restoring the Central Plains and benefiting the world!"

"The victory or defeat of the Central Plains has its own heavenly theory, and it is too hasty to operate, and it is not followed. Master Xuankong said calmly, "Master Wei knows that you are strong in blood and want to do a great cause to save the people in the world, but you are eager to achieve it with great ambitions, and you are too eager to realize your ideals, isn't it also a kind of demand?"

The disciple was puzzled, and asked the master to give advice. Zhao Zichuan couldn't understand Master Xuankong's teachings for a while, so he asked quietly.

"If the heart is excessive, it will be lost, and if it does not have the effect of ruling the world, it will lose all its precious things." Master Xuankong said patiently, "In short, sometimes you may not realize that you have not achieved what you wanted, and at the same time you have lost what you should have cherished that is important to you. ”

"Cherished ...... Something important. Zhao Zichuan muttered, "The apprentice is still puzzled, in the apprentice's heart, the apprentice only wants to serve the people wholeheartedly and send the common people with his heart, and nothing else." ”

"There is no experience in the world, and I don't understand the value of this thing, and I don't know the truth of love in the world. Master Xuankong said slowly, "That's it, you are still young, and you have not experienced everything in the world, maybe you will know when you taste the gains and losses of gathering and separating...... It's just that I hope that is not the end of your life......" Then, Master Xuankong slowly turned around and walked towards the main hall of the Bianliang Temple......

"What you encounter in the world, what you encounter in life and death......" Zhao Zichuan seemed to fall into the haze of contemplation, "What is the ......explanation of the way of the world that the master said?"

In the main hall of the temple, a strong young man with a long pole on his back was sitting on the futon in the main hall, staring intently at something like a jade pendant in his hand. This person is Tang Zhan, a descendant of the Tang family, and the jade pendant in his hand is naturally the dragon pattern jade pendant given to him by his brother Sun Yun.

Tang Zhan sat quietly on the futon, also full of thoughts, maybe he was thinking about his distant friend Sun Yun, maybe he was melancholy about his miserable life experience, maybe he was also like Zhao Zichuan, his heart was full of ambition for the world...... Today, Tang Zhan asked Lu Jing for leave, and took this opportunity to accompany his brother Zhao Zichuan to this Bianliang Temple to meet Master Xuankong. But Tang Zhan doesn't seem to have this mind, Zhao Zichuan is receiving the teachings of Master Xuankong in the bamboo forest in the backyard, and once he comes to such a solemn place, he will involuntarily think about life.

Tang Zhan suddenly frowned, and quickly withdrew the dragon pattern jade pendant. He slowly stood up from the futon and fell to his knees again, trying to punch the ground...... But his hand stopped in mid-air, and he seemed to feel that he had really been thinking too much today, and his emotions were a little too much. Tang Zhan held back, slowly stood up again, his eyes slightly closed, and he gasped heavily, his mood seemed to be slightly stable. But his lips still twitched slightly, and his heart still seemed to be a little uneasy.

In the midst of Tang Zhan's melancholy, Master Xuankong slowly walked from the backyard to the front hall. Tang Zhan heard the sound of footsteps, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the old man in front of him, and his heart was a little different from the previous inexplicable fluctuations. Master Xuankong was afraid that he had seen a few radical movements of Tang Zhan, but he didn't say anything.

Tang Zhan saw Master Xuankong and said politely: "Senior, Xiaosheng is polite!"

Master Xuankong didn't think about Tang Zhan's every move just now, just smiled slightly, and then said slowly: "You are the brother that Zichuan said, right?"

Tang Zhan listened a little unnaturally, and talked in front of this respected senior, and said a little shyly: "Late ...... The junior had something on his mind just now, so he ...... However, the younger generation is still willing to wait for the Zichuan brothers here. ”

Master Xuankong didn't speak at first, quietly walked to the stove where the incense was burning, lit a stick of incense, and then bowed to the idol in front of him, and then said slowly: "Since the donor is a new guest, let's come with a few pillars of incense......" Then, Master Xuankong slowly walked to Tang Zhan's side.

Tang Zhan didn't care at first, but just said to himself: "The junior is actually ...... His background is poor, and he has great ambitions but no ambitions. Now that he is under the fence, he doesn't know how to go in his future life......" As he spoke, Tang Zhan slowly lowered his head.

But Master Xuankong didn't say anything else, he just continued: "Donor, go to the pillar incense......

Tang Zhan still didn't respond positively to Master Xuankong, but continued: "My first good brother has left a foreign country, and I am afraid that I will never meet again in this life, why is the love of the world so ......?"

Master Xuankong still didn't say anything else, but continued: "Donor, put on the pillar incense......

Master Xuankong kept repeating what he had just said, and Tang Zhan came back to his senses. Tang Zhan saw Master Xuankong's melancholy and slightly kind face, and asked puzzledly: "Why does the master say this, the younger generation is sad in this life, and it is mostly sad, so what does it matter to him?"

"Donor's go to the pillar incense...... Master Xuankong smiled, "Don't think too much, go to the pillar incense with your own hands, and feel calm." The world is nothing more than this, instead of thinking about complex emotional entanglements, why not do something simple without thinking about it, in order to seek peace of mind?"

Tang Zhan didn't know what Master Xuankong was saying, but after all, he was his guest, and coming to this temple and going to the pillar incense was also a sign of respect for the gods. So, Tang Zhan didn't think too much about it, took a stick of incense, lit it himself, and then inserted it into the stove in front of the gods......

Maybe it was the activity of the muscles and bones, or maybe it was the refreshing of the fragrance, Tang Zhan suddenly felt that when he didn't think about anything, but did something as simple as incense, looking at the repeated green smoke, he suddenly felt that his troubles had dissipated a lot, and his mood was suddenly much calmer.

After Tang Zhan felt comfortable, he said with a smile: "The master is right, the younger generation feels really comfortable now, and feels that there is no need for those unhappy things to hinder his life...... Master Xiexie, after the master's pointing, the younger generation suddenly felt much more cheerful. ”

"Good things are done by yourself, comfortable and ......conscious," Master Xuankong said with a smile, "Emotions are all determined by yourself, and you remember that 'life is a long way, don't be blocked by a few bumpy roads and distant vision', hahahahaha......" Then, Master Xuankong slowly left the main hall......

Tang Zhan suddenly felt that Master Xuankong was indeed a highly respected senior, and he could understand everything in the world. While Tang Zhan was reminiscing about what Master Xuankong had just said, Zhao Zichuan ran from the backyard to the main hall.

When Tang Zhan saw it, he shouted happily: "Brother Zichuan, have you finished practicing?"

Zhao Zichuan patted the fallen leaves on his body and said with a smile: "That's right, Master mainly told me something today...... Anyway, Master is often like this, always teaching us the way of life, and not teaching us any martial arts skills, I am used to it. ”

Tang Zhan thought for a moment and responded, "Actually...... I think Master Xuankong's teachings may really be more effective than those martial arts skills......"

"Did Master tell you something?" Zhao Zichuan couldn't help but say, "Well, the future is long, maybe we still have more life philosophies to learn when we are young...... By the way, the two brothers Nangong Jun and Murong Fei are competing in the bamboo forest, do you want to go and see it, Brother Tang?"

"Nangong, Murong?" Tang Zhan couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't you always want to meet Nangong Murong's children?" Zhao Zichuan said, "Sister Jing has always been the one who hates Nangong Murong's family the most, and you have never had a chance to be by her side...... Today's opportunity is just in time for you to open your eyes!"

Tang Zhan thought for a while and said, "That'...... Okay!" So, Tang Zhan followed Zhao Zichuan to the backyard......

The backyard was still a breezy forest, and as soon as Tang Zhan and Zhao Zichuan came to the backyard, they heard the sound of weapons colliding. As the sound looked into the depths of the forest, I saw two people shuttling between the bamboo forests, making the sound of fighting from time to time. The two of them performed light skills, and the fight was inseparable, and when they got closer and closer to Tang Zhan and Zhao Zichuan, Tang Zhan could be regarded as seeing clearly. A person on the left is in a red and white shirt, holding an eight-zhang snake spear, with a delicate face and a tough look, he is Nangong Jun, the sixth son of Nangong; Nangong Jun, like Murong Fei and Zhao Zichuan, is a disciple of Master Xuankong. Now that the two families of Nangong and Murong are incompatible, it is not easy for Nangong Jun and Murong Fei to become friends of each other, if it were not for the same disciple of Master Xuankong, the Nangong Murong family would never let the two of them interact like this.

Nangong Jun tiptoed towards Cuizhu with both feet, the eight-zhang snake spear fell from the sky, and the "Sky Splitting Divine Spear" gathered momentum and went straight to Murong Fei's chest. Murong Fei's face did not change, and with a stroke of the blue water long sword in his hand, the "Qingyun Walk" came out, dissolving the power of the "Sky Splitting Divine Spear" like flowing water. Not to be outdone, Nangong Jun turned the head of the spear, and the flames were everywhere, like a meteor flying in the night, galloping past; Murong Fei was still calm, his sword aura was fierce, and he was like a thunderbolt lightning shield, and he rushed forward. The tip of the sword touched the tip of the spear, and an internal force rushed forward, making a sharp explosion. "Bang-", the internal forces of the two collided together and exploded, and dozens of green bamboos around them were simply cut off.

Zhao Zichuan saw it on the side and said with a smile: "Actually, the martial arts of the two brothers, Nangong Jun and Murong Fei, are not weak...... By the way, Brother Tang, you said that Nangong Jun's eight-zhang snake spear is more powerful than your pear flower spear?"

Tang Zhan didn't think too much about it, but replied lightly: "I don't know...... But if it were me, the power of the Tang family's overlord spear would definitely not be lost to his Nangong family's martial arts. ”

"You're really not modest......" Zhao Zichuan first sighed, then looked at the bamboo forest that was ruined by the two brothers Nangong Jun and Murong Fei, and shouted ahead, "Brother Nangong, Brother Murong, Master has explained, don't mess up his bamboo forest, you better stop at it!"

Listening to Zhao Zichuan's shout, Nangong Jun and Murong Fei stopped their hands instantly, and then landed steadily with light skills. Nangong Jun put away the eight-zhang snake spear, and then saluted Murong Feifei: "Brother Murong is good at kung fu, pick a time in the future, let's have a good competition, and then have a good drink!"

When Murong Fei saw it, he also smiled and saluted back: "Brother Nangong is not bad, next time it will be!" It seems that the two of them are already good brothers with a tacit understanding, and judging from the words of the two of them, both of them have the same bold and atmospheric personality as Zhao Zichuan.

Nangong Jun and Murong Fei then walked in front of Zhao Zichuan together. Nangong Junxian said: "Brother Zichuan, why don't you learn martial arts with our two brothers today?"

Zhao Zichuan replied with a smile: "Master told me many things today...... Moreover, today I am mainly accompanying the Tang brother next to me to see this Bianliang Temple. ”

"Brother Tang?" Murong Fei couldn't help but ask when he saw Tang Zhan beside Zhao Zichuan, "I heard Brother Zichuan mention it in the past, but when I see it today, this Brother Tang is really extraordinary...... I don't know what sect you come from, Brother Tang, that attracted our Zichuan brothers to appreciate it so much?" It seems that Zhao Zichuan has not yet told Tang Zhan's life experience to the two Nangong Murong brothers.

"I ......" Tang Zhan stood to the side dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

Zhao Zichuan thought for a while, turned around and said, "What about this...... I still don't mention this matter today, and when the kendo conference begins, the two brothers and the martial arts people will be able to know. ”

"Oh, listening to Brother Zichuan's tone, this Tang Zhan brother seems to be deeply hidden......" Nangong Jun also followed, "It's okay, leave a little suspense, I believe that one day I will be able to see the demeanor of Tang Zhan brothers!"

"Hehe......" Tang Zhan saw that Zhao Zichuan was helping him to talk, and he was not good at saying anything in front of the living people he met for the first time, so he smiled with him.

Zhao Zichuan looked at the sky and said to Tang Zhan: "Okay, it's not too early, if you go back late, Sister Jing will be angry, why don't you go first, Brother Tang......"

Tang Zhan asked, "Aren't the two brothers Zichuan and Nangong Murong going together?"

Zhao Zichuan said: "Master will stay with us later to talk about the kendo conference, Brother Nangong has his eldest brother to pick him up, and Brother Murong has his sister to pick him up, so we still have important things to deal with...... Let's talk about anything in the future, it's more important for you to go back to Lu Mansion as soon as possible. ”

Tang Zhan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, junior brother will leave first!" So, Tang Zhan turned around and left the main hall of the Bianliang Temple......

Looking at Tang Zhan's distant back, Zhao Zichuan muttered, "It's better not to let Brother Tang Zhan interfere in the kendo conference......

Nangong Jun listened to it on the side, and couldn't help asking, "Why did Brother Zichuan say this?"

Zhao Zichuan replied: "Brother Tang had entanglements with the Mongols in his previous life, and it may not be good for him to fall into this troubled water...... Forget it, compared to him, the kendo tournament should be more of a thing we should worry about, so let's take care of ourselves first......"

Murong Fei responded: "Brother Zichuan is right, maybe Master will really have something important to tell us about the Kendo Conference later...... But then again, Brother Weishenme Zichuan, you always look a little unrefreshed today?"

Zhao Zichuan looked up at the deep blue sky and sighed, "I don't know either...... I always feel that what Master said to me today made me feel weird......"

The sky was still dark blue, and for the sun to set, it was just a dull sky...... The same is true for people's moods, there are not too many ups and downs, sometimes a word, an action, maybe you can understand some of the philosophies of life...... However, if these philosophies are true for the reflection of life, what will the future be......