The fifth volume of the pen of magic, the thirty-second chapter of the quiet waste
The person on the couch is the host.
He was once invincible in the world, but now he is full of evil. He looks like an ordinary old man about to die, but his eyes are still so quiet, as if he can see through everything.
Longqing knelt before the collapse and did not dare to look up, but felt that all his thoughts could not be hidden.
"I am not as good as Master, you are not as good as Ning Que. This is a natural thing." The master looked at him and said, his voice seemed very weak, and there were many pauses in just a few words.
Long Qing raised his head, dared not look directly into his eyes, nor did he dare to look at the deep or shallow knife marks on his face, and his eyes fell on the layout in the quiet room.
This is a very simple quiet room, similar to the prison room in Taoshan You Pavilion. What surprised him was that he did not feel any restrictions in Zhishouguan.
The viewer looked at the expression on his face, knew what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "In Chang'an City, I realized the word "clearity" and rejected Haotian's will at that moment. This is naturally a great respect, so
Haotian did not let me die, but let me experience this pain with my life. You feel it well. There is no restriction in the view, only Haotian's will. If I am waiting for myself, if I can't reflect on myself.
The mistake, then I might go out, but I don’t know what the outcome will be after going out.”
The formation in Zhishouguan can refuse the incoming and out of outsiders, but it is impossible to refuse Chen's incoming and outing. Haotian did not impose any restrictions on him. His restrictions came from his inner awe of Haotian and his own beliefs.
The regret of mistakes, this kind of lack of restrictions is the greatest torture.
Long Qing endured the stench on the couch and said humbly: "The disciple will serve you with his uncle. After you recover from your injuries, you can at least go to the lakeside for a walk."
The observer said, "I thought your eyes would soon turn gray after entering the room, but I didn't expect that your patience is much stronger now than before."
There is only one kind of exercise in the world that can turn the eyes of practitioners into gray, which is the gray-eyed Taoist method recorded in the word "Shishu Sha" and originated from the Taotie Dao of the Demon Sect.
Long Qing bowed again and said in a trembling voice: "How dare you have such a traitor?"
The master of the spectator looked at him and said, "Ban Jie Taoist was also half of you and half of you. Did you suck him cleanly? The four words "Dagain and Despotic" are the most suitable to describe you."
Long Qing knew that the viewer was now a useless person, and he could kill him with just a finger, but he still didn't dare to look up because Chen Pipi told him in Youge that the viewer had no power of thought now.
, it doesn't make sense to use gray eyes, but because he is really scared.
Back then, he had decided to be an ordinary businessman and live an ordinary life, but when he saw the wooden boat on the sea, he finally saw his unwillingness.
A black peach blossom grew on the side of the wooden boat, trembling slightly in the fishy sea breeze. As the master learned, he was sent back to Zhishouguan. He encountered adventures and finally recovered his skills. His chest finally recovered.
A black peach blossom also grew, covering the hole that was shot through by Ning Que.
For him, meeting the viewer on the South China Sea was the greatest opportunity in his life. However, from that day on, the black peach blossom on his chest could only tremble in the wind in the South China Sea.
He did think about directly devouring the master's realm of the realm of the samurai with his gray eyes. Even if Chen Pipi saw through it, he still wanted to try it after entering Zhishou Temple today. However, when he knelt in front of the couch, he realized that those thoughts were delusions. He had the courage to suck half of the Taoist into a corpse, but he did not have the courage to take a look at the audience.
"You disappointed me a little." The spectator looked at him and sighed.
Longqing pressed his head lower, trembling and dared not respond.
"Do you know why I accepted you as my disciple back then? It's not because of your talent. Although in the secular world, you are known for your talent for practicing Taoism, but now you should be very clear, one view, one temple, one gate, two floors, There are many people who are better talent than you. It is not because of your will and determination that you are shot into a useless person by Ning Que, and you give up on yourself. Have you ever thought about what kind of mood Ning Que was when he couldn't practice in the past?"
The audience looked at his pale cheeks and said regretfully: "I chose you because I thought I saw the destruction and madness in your bones. I thought you could do anything to achieve your goal, whether cruel or ruthless, because you have no heart. Therefore, without love, without love, he can be fearless and irrespectful, so that he can ultimately ignore any rules and gain a glimpse of the threshold of the state of no rules."
"When you sucked half of the old Taoist with your gray eyes, killed everywhere, and did everything evil in the wasteland, I was actually very pleased, because you still seemed to have countless possibilities at that time, but now ** dare not look up at me. The disappointment in you is not because you once thought about bullying your master and killing me, but because you are disappointed that you are already unintentional but still afraid, and you are not sure of encountering such a good opportunity."
After hearing this, Longqing was wet with cold sweat, and then his voice was slightly hoarse: "That's because I still want to learn from you, teacher. I thought this would become strong enough."
The audience said expressionlessly: "I am a useless person now, what else can you learn from me?"
Longqing raised his head with difficulty and said, "You still have the wisdom of being as vast as the ocean."
The Guanzhu remembered the millions of swords in Chang'an and said calmly: "Wisdom is not as mysterious as people imagine. It is just a way of doing things. Compared with absolute power, it sometimes seems very weak."
Longqing said: "I still have power now, and... I will have more and more power, so I want to gain your wisdom and learn how to use these powers."
The observer looked at him quietly and said, "What should I do after learning these powers?"
Longqing looked at the knife marks on the owner's face and said, "I want to challenge Ning Que."
The observer said, "Just for such a boring reason?"
He was cut off by Ning Que in Chang'an City and became a useless person. Logically speaking, he should have hated Ning Que very much. However, after listening to what Long Qing said, he was indifferent and even thought it was boring.
Longqing was not very able to understand the mind of the audience. After thinking about it, he said, "This is what I want to do the most. It may be a bit sad, but now I seem to be living because of that person."
"It's really sad," said the spectator.
Longqing said: "Life always needs some reasons."
The audience said: "When humans try hard to find reasons for their behavior, they will make Haotian laugh. Since she thinks I am disrespectful, how can she let you learn from me?"
Longqing said after a moment of silence: "She knows my loyalty and cowardice, and maybe... she needs this reason for me, so even if she can laugh, she will not stop me."
The observer said: "What if she no longer needs a reason to kill Ning Que?"
Longqing's face turned paler and he didn't know how to respond.
The observer looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "Let me tell you what to do. The reason you find for your behavior is only your own reason. You have betrayed Haotian, so why not betray it again? You must be loyal.
The object of yours can only be yourself, and the source of your cowardice can only be your own selfishness. The so-called great rebellion, if you don’t even dare to rebel, how can you be called a great rebellion? How can you be called a great rebellion if you can’t even let go of the Taoist sect?”
Longqing's eyes showed a look of fear, and subconsciously looked out the window, as if he felt someone was eavesdropping.
After being shot into a wasteland by Ning Que as a waste, he decided to give up his faith in pain and resentment. When he swallowed half of the Taoist with his gray eyes and jumped off the cliff, he also decided to stand on the side of the night and no longer follow the steps of light
, However, in the end he found that the night he chose was still the night of Haotian. At that moment, he felt unprecedented ease, and at the same time, his awe of Haotian became even more unshakable.
"Don't worry she can hear us."
The observer said: "Haotian knows everything and can do everything. That's because she stands in a place high enough above the world. After she comes to the world, she is just a little taller than us."
Longqing seemed to be clear, but he still couldn't hide his fear.
The observer slowly stretched out his left hand, reached in front of Longqing, and said, "Go back to your room."
When Longqing heard this, he confirmed that the visitor was willing to practice in Zhishouguan. He was overjoyed and quickly took out the stolen letters of the heavenly book he had stolen from his arms.
The Master of the Temple did not take the book of heaven and said, "The seven books of heaven are the weapons given to the Taoist sect by Haotian. The so-called weapons are knowledge and wisdom. Since you want to learn my wisdom, this book of heaven will be placed in your hands, and the remaining five volumes
You can also read it yourself, and what I want is something else."
Long Qing vaguely understood what the main point of view was, but he didn't understand why. He took out the dark peach blossom from his arms and placed it respectfully in the hands of the main point of view.
The host picked up the petiole of the spade and turned it gently and asked, "What is this?"
Longqing was puzzled, but he answered honestly: "This is the peach blossom of his disciple."
The observer said: "If you die, what will happen to this peach blossom in your life?"
As long as the practitioner must understand the meaning of the natal object, this is the knowledge that must be mastered at the beginning of the Taoist practice, so Longqing still did not understand why the observant asked such a simple question, and said, "After my death, this natal peach blossom will be
It will wither and will not resurrect again.”
The audience looked at the black peach blossom between his fingers and asked, "What if it is another natal object?"
Longqing said: "If it is a natal sword, it can be re-trained, but that is equivalent to dying once."
The viewer signaled him to leave the quiet room, and then, the quiet room returned to silence again. The wind came out of the window, but could not blow away the stench that spread from the couch.
He stood up with difficulty and inserted Longqing's natal peach blossoms into the sand table in front of the window. He looked at the black peach blossoms trembling in the wind, thought about the peach blossoms all over the peach mountain, and smiled.
Haotian came to the world, and Zhishouguan became an abandoned prison. The most powerful practitioner in the world has become a useless person, but the real story has just begun.
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