Yan Dongyue originally just asked casually and did not expect Lin Zhong to answer. However, she did not expect that Lin Zhong would not act according to common sense, and her beautiful eyes suddenly widened with surprise on her face.

She looked directly at Lin Zhong, almost unable to control her expression.

"Are you kidding me?"

Yan Dongyue couldn't help but murmur to herself.

However, as a long-famous master of Huajin and the leader of a sect, her self-cultivation is far beyond ordinary people. No matter what she thinks in her heart, she does not show it on her face.

Lin Zhong seemed to hear Yan Dongyue's heartfelt voice. He stood up from his seat, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his eyes and looked into the distance: "My cultivation secret is only four words, accumulate more and gain more."

Yan Dongyue was greatly disappointed when she heard this. This vague answer was obviously not what she wanted, but she still respectfully clasped her fists and said, "Thank you for informing me."

Yan Lu on the other side was also a little disappointed and lowered his head in silence.

"Why, Master Yan, you think I'm perfunctory with you?" Lin Zhong tilted his head and looked at Yan Dongyue with his peripheral vision, half-smiling but not smiling.

Yan Dongyue quickly denied it: "No, no, you misunderstood. It's just that we and I are stupid and cannot understand the meaning of your words."

She flattered Lin Zhong without leaving a trace, and at the same time, she vaguely reminded Lin Zhong to make him speak more clearly.

"I started practicing martial arts when I was fifteen years old. It has been nearly seven years now. I have been laying the foundation for the first six years. The teacher who taught me martial arts once told me that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a tall building rises from tired soil. If there is no

With a solid foundation, all realms are castles in the air.”

Lin Zhong spoke again, his voice was as calm as water, but it carried some invisible power, which shocked the hearts of mother and daughter Yan: "I didn't just start practicing martial arts half a year ago. In seven years and thousands of days and nights, I have never been able to practice martial arts."

I just slacked off for a moment, and that’s why I was able to achieve what I have achieved today.”

Yan Dongyue was silent for a long time.

"Thank you for telling us this."

She turned her head and glanced at Yan Long, whose expression changed, showing a look of uneasiness, guilt and regret: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Please rest assured that I will definitely do what I promised you."

After saying that, Yan Dongyue took Yan Long and bowed to Lin Zhong, preparing to leave the room.

However, Yan Lu stood still and did not move.

Yan Long's delicate face was slightly pale, her red lips were pursed tightly, staring at Lin Zhong's back, she mustered up the courage to say: "Your Excellency, can I ask you one last question?"

In Yan Long's eyes, Lin Zhong, standing with his hands behind his back, was like a lofty mountain covered in clouds and fog, mysterious and unattainable, and his demeanor as a great master was impressive.

Lin Zhong turned his back to Yan Lu and nodded.

"I'm very confused now. I don't know why I practice martial arts."

Yanlong thought about the words and asked in a low voice: "I can't find the direction to move forward, and I can't feel the motivation to move forward. What do you think I should do?"

After listening to Yan Long's words, black lines appeared on Yan Dongyue's forehead.

"This girl...when did she become so sentimental?"

Yan Dongyue curled her lips and thought angrily: "If you have troubles, why don't you come to me as a mother? Alas, it's true that a female college student can't help herself..."

At this moment, Lin Zhong turned around and waved to Yan Long, motioning for her to come over.

Although Yan Long was a little confused, he still stepped forward obediently, walked to Lin Chong and stood next to him, half a step behind.

Lin Zhong pointed to the urban area with numerous tall buildings and busy traffic in the distance, as well as the pedestrians walking on the streets, and asked Yan Lu: "What did you see?"

Yan Long thought about it seriously and answered cautiously: "I saw tall buildings, cars, and crowds."

"No, this is the world."

Lin Zhong denied Yan Lu's answer, and his tone was ethereal and indifferent: "If you don't practice martial arts and don't get stronger, you will be like all living beings, running around for a living, day after day, year after year, until death comes.

"

Yan Lun was horrified and startled.

"Now you can stand with me and point condescendingly at ordinary people because you have practiced martial arts and entered a circle that ordinary people cannot touch."

Lin Zhong spread his palm and pressed it gently: "You see, this world is like a river, and we are the fish living in the river. Most of the fish are hiding at the bottom of the water and drifting with the current. Only those who are unwilling to be ordinary

Only those fish dare to jump over the dragon gate and see a wider world."

Yanlong's heartbeat swayed, and her eyes bloomed with dazzling light.

"Insects want to become butterflies, swimming fish want to become birds, clouds turn into rain and fall, and dew condenses into ice."

Lin Zhongzhan smiled: "You asked me why I practice martial arts? It's very simple, because practicing martial arts is a path of continuous improvement, which allows us to transcend ourselves and obtain the sublimation of the level of life."

Yanlong stood blankly, his heart churning endlessly, all kinds of thoughts springing up in endlessly, but he could not form a complete idea.

Two lines of tears slid down her fair cheeks, crystal clear like pearls.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly I heard Yan Dongyue exclaiming: "Your Excellency Lin Zhong, with such knowledge, it is no wonder that you can become a great master. I am convinced."

Yan Long woke up from her dream. She didn't bother to wipe away her tears. She took two steps back and bowed deeply: "Thank you for guiding me. I know what to do."

Lin Zhong raised his hand and touched Yan Lu's head, his movements very natural: "Very good."

Yan Lu's pretty face turned red instantly, and she was stunned on the spot, unable to speak anymore.

As for what happened next, Yan Long has no memory at all.

Yan Lu's head was dizzy, as if he was drunk and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. When he came to his senses, he was already outside the Beijing Martial Arts Museum.

"Where is Your Excellency Lin Zhong?"

Yan Lu looked around and subconsciously asked his mother standing beside him.

The corners of Yan Dongyue's mouth turned upward, half-smiling but not smiling: "What do you think?"

Yanlong pretended not to hear the teasing in his mother's words, and asked him: "Why are we here? Why don't I have any impression at all?"

"Pfft!"

Yan Dongyue couldn't help but laugh, and finally laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The more she smiled, the more exaggerated she became. Her snickering turned into laughter. She leaned forward and backward, out of breath, causing passers-by to look sideways and think they were crazy.

Yan Long bit her fine silver teeth, resisting the urge to turn around and leave, glaring coldly at Yan Dongyue. If his eyes could turn into sharp swords, the latter would probably be riddled with holes.

"I'm laughing so hard!"

Yan Dongyue finally stopped laughing, put her hands on her hips and said, "Girl, the way you looked before was so funny. Didn't you just get patted on the head by Mr. Lin Zhong? It's like you were struck by lightning. It's a pity that I forgot to take a photo.

Otherwise, you can see for yourself."

"You...I'm ignoring you!"
Chapter completed!