After another two days, Ji Lingsheng did not get out of this dilemma, Xue Yu's tender comfort was not a good medicine for the symptoms, Ji Lingsheng still couldn't sleep all night long.

On the third day, Ji Lingsheng rubbed his tired eyes on the bed, sat up, squinted out the window, and saw how many new orchids were blooming under the moisture of the sun. When I got out of bed, I didn't know what to do, but I instinctively felt that I shouldn't be useless and collapsed on the bed.

Put on your clothes, tie your hair with a hairpin at will, and drink the white porridge that Bai Yue quietly placed on the small table, which is neither salty nor light, just like the current state of mind that can't make ripples.

There is nothing special about the huge Ji Mansion, Ji Lingsheng can walk freely with his eyes closed, the house is simple and atmospheric and does not pay attention to pomp, there is nothing to remarkable, and he can't find an interesting place.

Ji Lingsheng just walked in a trance, not looking at the towering trees in the courtyard, nor admiring the small bridges and flowing water along the way, the flowers in the bushes turned their backs to Ji Lingsheng passing by, like an angry Oiran who was not appreciated.

In the end, Ji Lingsheng stopped in front of a side hall, took a deep breath and then pushed the door in, looking at the sword light and sword shadows all over the room, like a cold qin playing lightly and killing decisively. Ji Lingsheng found a futon to sit down, hoping to find a way to meditate in this as the old man said.

Looking at the golden sword and blood-colored sickle hanging on the wall, Ji Lingsheng couldn't yearn for it in his heart, so he simply closed his eyes. The longer he stayed, the more restless Ji Lingsheng became, the bitterness in his heart did not decrease for a minute, and the white light that flashed into his eyes was like a wrinkle crawling on Ji Changfeng's old cheeks, and he felt more guilty when he looked at it more.

"Ling Sheng!" Ji Lingsheng, who was struggling, was awakened, and Ji Lingsheng turned his head to see that it was Ji Changfeng. The spirited old man beckoned to Ji Lingsheng, and Ji Lingsheng walked up to Ji Changfeng and was silent.

The old man smiled slightly at his grandson, who he loved since he was a child, smiled kindly, patted Ji Lingsheng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go out for a walk, it's not good to be bored at home." Ji Lingsheng was not very interested, and made an inquiring expression to Ji Changfeng.

Ji Changfeng smiled and didn't speak, turned around and left, and Ji Lingsheng hurriedly followed.

Out of Ji's mansion, Ji Changfeng took the lead to the west of the city, and Ji Lingsheng was puzzled. In the middle of Siyue City is the Yue Dynasty in the middle of the day, there is an ancient temple built by the mountain in the north of the city, preaching Buddhism, purifying all sentient beings, Ji Lingsheng, who does not ask about the world, never bothered to know its name, the officials and businessmen in the east of the city are piled up, accounting for eighty percent of the wealth on the face of Siyue, the south of the city is uneven, and it is a little worse than the east of the city, most of the residences of the sesame officials are close to the south of the city, like the Ji Mansion where the big trees are towering, and the Ji Mansion is also located in it, as for the west of the city, it is a little down, there are fewer people and less money.

Chengxi Ji Lingsheng rarely came, if it wasn't for the drunken trance and the wrong way, he probably didn't know that this small place that was crowded by the vast palace could be called Chengxi. At that time, Ji Lingsheng was still resisted home by a simple stall man, and he pointed to the road for a long time before he arrived in front of the Ji Mansion, and the man saw the Ji Mansion, which was much stingier than the palace and still majestic, and ran away in fright, while looking back a few times from time to time, which made Bai Yue, who was ready to thank him, strange for a while.

After passing through the ten-mile long street and further west, this is considered to be a complete entry into the west of the city, and the surrounding houses begin to change from high to low, from red tiles to white tiles.

"Grandpa, don't you want to relax, what are you doing in this desolate place?" Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but ask in doubt, Ji Changfeng put his hands behind his back, and his gray beard shook a few times, "Don't you really want to cultivate?"

Ji Lingsheng wanted to say that he didn't want to, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he changed his tone and said perfunctorily: "It should be." The three-hundred-year-old crane-haired old man turned his head to look at Ji Lingsheng, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be faking, he turned his head and continued to move forward.

Seeing that the old man didn't continue to ask, Ji Lingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, he really couldn't bear to disappoint the old man, and asked a few more times, then this is not a walk to relax, but a bad heart, walking through gray walls and white tiles, street corners and alleys, Ji Lingsheng asked casually: "Old man, what do you say this mortal cultivates to become an immortal, I have been thinking about it for so many years and I want to understand, you are advanced in cultivation, explain it?"

Ji Changfeng paused slightly, looked at the white sky and said, "It varies from person to person, I cultivated back then to fight for a name and change my Ji family's life." Your great-grandparents are mortals, but my only seedling can feel the mystery and magic of heaven and earth, I was determined to join the army when I was beaten less, your great-grandfather said that reading, raising a body of righteousness is the right way. I didn't believe in the truth of his death, so I chose a path that I thought was right, and I didn't know the essentials all the way, but fortunately I was able to break through to the terrain with the guidance of a master. Until now, I also think that I am right, it is understandable that God does not give birth to you, and if you don't need it, isn't it a waste? Be flexible, pedantic and squeamish is the most important, Ling Sheng, do you say this is the reason?"

Ji Lingsheng listened attentively, and secretly thought that his kind of prevarication was not a sour pedantry, and listened to the old man talk about Rong Ma's life lightly, and Ji Lingsheng, who had not had many ups and downs for more than ten years, also knew that it was not enough to talk about the hardships, and he was almost poked off his backbone over the years, not to mention three hundred years, I don't know how the immortals who seek immortality spend their lives.

The two of them pierced their eyes in the west of the city, Ji Changfeng was simple and looked like an elderly rich man, Ji Lingsheng was a squeamish boy with bright clothes, passing by a family, a little girl who didn't know Ji Lingsheng's notoriety stretched out her head, looked at Ji Lingsheng who was very good-looking, and smiled, Ji Lingsheng shook his head slightly, and smiled at the old man in front of him: "This is the most simple person, but it is much more pleasing to the eye than those bastard things." ”

Ji Changfeng laughed and said: "It's not all, clever people are trying to find a way to get rich and move to the south of the city, and then find a way to get promoted and move to the east of the city." ”

Ji Lingsheng found it interesting, and then asked, "What about the rest?"

Ji Changfeng had long been accustomed to Ji Lingsheng's rambling speech, looked around, and said with a smile: "The rest of you are stupid and can't think of a good way to make money, so you have to go to the north of the city to worship the Buddha and burn incense, and borrow some luck." ”

Ji Lingsheng, who was amused by the old man, squinted at the north of the city, and couldn't see his face when he was covered by the house, so he pouted and said, "Then your old man is the first kind of person?"

Ji Changfeng couldn't help but wonder.

On the way, I met a few children in shabby clothes, the children stopped playing, and looked at the two with curious eyes, Ji Lingsheng glared at them unceremoniously, and several children immediately dispersed, but they listened to the story of the prince in the city who stepped on a vicious horse and walked away, Ji Lingsheng smiled when he saw this, this world is not sinister, right?

Ji Changfeng kept all the way to the west city wall, and there were few pedestrians at the city gate. The red-faced old man who had walked for a while was in high spirits, stroked his beard and asked with a smile: "Go up for a walk?" Ji Lingsheng nodded yes.

The old city wall is a little old, the green brown vines are wrapped around the roots of the wall, there is no bit of the grandeur that the capital should have, most of the soldiers are reluctant to come here to guard, the oil and water are pitiful, not to mention, the birds around do not, only a few drunken veterans leaned crookedly on the stone base, so that they would not be washed down by the strength of the wine, and be punished for the crime of laxity.

The city wall is fifty zhang high, the closer you look, the more majestic and magnificent, due to the experience of climbing Siyue Peak twice, these fifty zhang can only be regarded as a small fight, not let Ji Lingsheng tired, until the city tower, and did not kick a breath.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, Ji Lingsheng stretched his waist without too much expression, squinted his eyes and said, "Old man, this is going to tell me a big reason?"

I don't know if I can persuade this stubborn tempered Ji Changfeng to be noncommittal, and asked with a chuckle: "Grandpa knows that you don't like to listen to these things, and I don't like to talk about them, but how about listening to me a few words first?"

Ji Lingsheng nodded slowly.

Ji Changfeng, who received the answer, held the half-human-high stone wall with both hands, and he did not shoot all over the railing, but more like a kind old man, and his tone was soft, "When you were a child, you said that you wanted to be a monk, and finally the number one master in the world, at that time I thought that my grandson has been very smart since he was a child, if he really cultivates, then he will not have the opportunity to stand up to the sky?" But this god doesn't have long eyes, you say you don't care, but grandpa knows that you are more unwilling than anyone else, like those poor people under our feet who are born with half of their luck discounted, but there is no way. Your grandmother was always used to you when she was there, but I knew that she was also afraid, afraid that we Ling Sheng had never suffered a loss since she was a child, and she would suffer a big loss when she grew up and went out, I told her not to worry, no one understands and understands more than us Ling Sheng, sure enough, I am not wrong, in the future, when I saw you born, I was still thinking about when our Ji family would come out of the realm again, but later I found out that your grandmother and your mother were in the sky, and your father and I were on the ground, so it was good to watch you mess around like this. But you can cultivate, you don't want to, grandpa knows that you are tired, and he doesn't want to force you, but you must still think about it, grandpa is so verbose today because he is afraid that you will regret it in the future. ”

Ji Lingsheng's expression was depressed, and he sighed: "I know what you said, as you said, I am the same as the people below who are struggling at the bottom, desperately crawling out, but every night they will wake up and be afraid, they are afraid that they will accidentally lose their lives, I am afraid that if I am beaten back to my original form one day, I will not be able to pick up my face again, it is better to be here without ambition." ”

Ji Changfeng, who knew his temperament well, understood the meaning of his words, and said: "Where in the world can there be a perfect way, the avenue is like a boat sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you can't think about how to go forward, you can only go back, and in the end, you will die with nothing left." ”

Ji Lingsheng, who was so stubborn that he got into the tip of the horns, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Just because it is a boat against the current, it may not be an inch in if you use all your strength. ”

"Oh?" Ji Changfeng's gray beard trembled.

Ji Lingsheng pointed to the front with his finger, pointed to the Li people under his feet, and said with a glance: "This is the Siyue Imperial Capital, the place is big enough, and there are enough deceit and intrigue in it." With so many people risking their lives, how many of them can have the last laugh? Everyone has become in power, and who should be the cattle and horses, and the pawns? There are many people who are content and happy, and there are even more ambitious people, and so many people are fighting, but how many people can adapt to the favorable time, place, and people? How can they ever be lazy and slack off for a moment? But it is not that they have fallen short, but it is better to say that it is destined by heaven and that the positions of all sentient beings have been arranged. ”

Ji Changfeng was speechless, and only after a long time asked: "Then you believe in your fate, and you think that you should achieve nothing?"

Ji Lingsheng sighed and said, "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it a little." ”

The strange thing is that Ji Changfeng didn't mean to be angry, but just pointed to the top of his head and asked, "How is God?"

Ji Lingsheng, who gritted his teeth with hatred for creation, did not hesitate and said, "Thief God!"

Taking two steps back, Ji Changfeng, who was far away from the scenery in the city, smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Then why did you give in to it?"

Ji Lingsheng was stunned for a moment, the old man didn't say anything more, patted his grandson on the shoulder, and walked away.

Ji Lingsheng looked at the city, the tall palaces with low tiled houses overlapped, but they were always distinct, Ji Lingsheng clenched his fists and muttered, "Died in obscurity?"