Ultimate Teacher Chapter 510: , miserable!
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Chapter 510: Misery!
With Fang Yan’s practice at this time, he has a very keen sense of the surrounding environment. One feather cannot be added, and one leaf cannot fall. The wind blows the grass, and the sound is heard in the ears. Rats and snakes are all in my heart.
However, Fang Yan did not feel anyone around him. In other words, the person is close to himself, and he is still unconscious.
On the one hand, it proves that this person is superior in ability, does not eat fireworks, and has six cleansers. He has entered the realm of ‘no self’, which is described as a ‘half god’ in a slightly more magical way of cultivation.
On the other hand, it also shows that this person is kind and not murderous. No matter who it is, no matter how strong or strong that person is, how strong it is. As long as he is murderous, it is easy to be noticed-at least Fang Yan can detect it.
Of course, even if Fang Yan is hurt when the person enters the state of Vajra, it is difficult to inquire. Because people’s ideas are indefinite, it is the most difficult to capture.
The monk sits on the Qiushi Stone. The monk is an old monk with white eyebrows and the old monk is gray robe.
These two are old acquaintances of Fang Yan, of course, if you look closely, they are not too familiar.
Fang Yan greeted him with a surprise on his face. He reached out to grab the old hand of the gray robe.
When the old sleeve waved, the hand disappeared magically.
Fang Yan reached out and shook his hand, another old man! One! This! Reading! The novel hand also disappeared.
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, “Master, I haven’t seen your old man for a long time. I just want to shake hands with you to show that you are close. What are you hiding from?”
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to get it back when I hold it.” Gray robe said pungently. After several previous contacts, he had a deep understanding of Fangyan. This guy is an unscrupulous temperament. If he is intimate with you all of a sudden, that must be the idea of hitting some baby on you-if you don’t want him to take advantage of you, then don’t have him Any contact. Even a handshake means no etiquette.
“Why can’t I get out? I can’t marry a Taoist.” Fang Yan said with a smile: “I haven’t seen you in a few days, is your old man still healthy?”
“Yesterday was pretty good, but tomorrow is not here yet. I don’t know today.” the Taoist said.
“It ’s good yesterday, it ’s good today, and it will be better tomorrow” Fang Yan said firmly, “Neither teacher has dinner yet? I know there is a hot pot restaurant right in front of the school. －－－ Oh, by the way, you do n’t eat it. I know a vegetarian restaurant is very good. I invite you to eat vegetarian food? ”
When I saw the monk and the old man looking at him with a smile, Fang Yan was discouraged and said, “Well, I know that the two are an exception. It ’s okay not to eat or drink for a few days. Since you came to me, you must be What’s the matter — “
The white-browed monk looked at Fang Yan and asked, “Is there hate in my heart?”
“Yes.” Fang Yan nodded. “Hateful sky.”
“What solution do you want to use?”
“Resolve with blood.” Fang Yan said: “Return blood with blood.”
If an outsider asks him such a question, he will slap in the past, and then curse back: “Fuck you.”
If a family member asks him such a question, he will say an ambiguous answer, and then reply: Do n’t worry, I wo n’t be okay.
However, the person who asked him this question was a monk and Taoist priest, and Fang Yan did not need to hide anything.
Because all concealment is deception and blasphemy. Perhaps they know Fang Yan better than Fang Yan.
The monk and the priest looked at each other, and the monk smiled silently and said, “Because of love, hatred is born. Because of hatred, there is a heart of killing. Only a benevolent person is a good person, only an evildoer. People are bad people. However, people who have great love and can tolerate hatred are really great wise men. “
Fang Yan stared at the monk cautiously and said, “What the **** do you want to say? My mother was born in the family of Shuxiang, and my grandfather is an academic in the academic world. I read a lot of books when I was young, so do n’t think I ’m listening If you do n’t understand it, you can cheat me-“”
The monk and Taoist priest laughed, and Tian Jizi looked at Fang Yan and said, “I will ask you, are you having a hard time?”
This problem suddenly made Fang Yan stagnant.
He has a hard time? Of course he had a hard time.
It’s miserable!
Father died violently at the door of Yanziwu. He hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly in the wind and still couldn’t meet his last time.
He has too much regret in his heart, too much regret. He has too much to say, he has too much to do. Even when he confronted the man, he only knew what to ask for, and had not had time to return.
He felt that he owed too much, so he kept his company for three years. However, every day of those three years was a kind of torture, and every night of those three years was a torment.
He didn’t know how to eat, and he had trouble sleeping at night.
Why?
Because his father was killed, the murderer is still at large.
However, every time he was angry, the The Heart of Tai Chi in his heart spun up again and again.
Yes, what is The Heart of Tai Chi? Is the power of nature.
Nature is green, healthy, warm and sweet.
It’s full of sunshine, it’s rain hitting plantains, it’s a butterfly playing with flowers, it’s snow-seeking plum.
It does not accommodate darkness and does not accept extremely negative things or emotions.
Spirit, murder, hatred-this kind of thing runs counter to Fang Yan’s nature.
That is, you want to use The Heart of Tai Chi to help yourself get revenge. But The Heart of Tai Chi tried hard to repel Fang Yan in this state-the feeling of being away from the spirit.
Abandoning hostility, murder, hatred, this is contrary to Fang Yan’s nature. He can’t do it, and he can’t do it.
So, Fang Yan was entangled between ice and fire every night, between liberation and hatred, and between picking up and letting go.
This is heart disease!
It’s not as good as life!
Ye Wen Rou knows that Ye Wen Rou can only accompany him silently.
Fang Huwei knew that Fang Huwei let Fang Yan go out and see.
No one else knows, and no one else can know.
The surface is calm and the waves in the dark are choppy.
Fang Yan is calm, Fang Yanqiang smiles, but this bitterness is really immersed in the heart and pain in the bone marrow.
“Bitter.” Fang Yan said. It’s just a word, but it’s very powerful.
“Everyone is suffering, we are here to understand your suffering.” The monk said.
Fang Yan was overjoyed, looking at the grey robe priest with anticipation, and said, “Master, you only need to teach me the trick you used to kill me every spring. I do n’t feel any bitterness– “
Student Fang Yan feels that he is a optimist, a very good man. A sports car, a villa, a little beauty, every move of the dead wood-spring, he followed you fartly.
Tianjizi shook his head and said, “You can’t see it if you see it, but you can’t see it if you see it-even as you just said, this rotten tree is mine, so it can only be mine. When you really see it, You will have your own decayed wood every spring. At that time, it is difficult for you to say again-the avenue turns into 10 million, and tens of thousands of avenues will be unified. Which way is the right way? Which way is the right way? Did not go Who knows? “
Fang Yan wants to hit the two old guys on the ground again. If you refuse, just refuse, and why do you say so much sounding nonsense? It seems like I ’m ignorant and childish even if I force it.
But I do not understand what you are talking about.
Although Fang Yan feels that he is also knowledgeable, he still likes to use vernacular to communicate with people. So, he stared at the white-browed monk and Taoist priest with a bad face and asked: “You mean to say-don’t teach me to die in spring?”
“Can’t teach. Not teach.” The monk said with a smile.
“Then you have nothing to do to find me?” Fang Yan looked at the monk and Taoist monk with disgust, and said: “The two old men ran to sit on this couple’s path, it is easy to cause others to misunderstand? Okay? What if the school students are scared? “
The monk and the Taoist laughed at each other, and the Taoist said: “Look, look, fortunately, I didn’t shake hands just now, and I couldn’t pull my hand when I shook my hand-”
The monk has a gentle smile, and he has a kind of aura of intimacy. He looked at Fang Yan wisely and said, “The heart of killing is also the heart. All kinds of things in the world are the sharpening of the heart and the self-Fang Yan, throwing away the burden and striding forward. This is just a small In the world, you will march into the real big world and get great freedom. “
“What is the big world?” Fang Yan asked. I remember many years ago, there was a nightclub in Shanghai called Big World Nightclub. I did n’t know if it was closed now.
The monk smiled and said nothing: “On the day of knocking, the person who opened the door. Can’t wait.”
“——”
Fang Yan was really anxious and said, “You do n’t want to be a god, always talk about the truth of right and wrong-just give me a truthful statement and a sentence. What do you want to say to me? If you are Without saying a single word, others will say that we are irrigating. “
The monk glanced at the Taoist, and the Taoist looked at Fang Yan and said: “The three treasures have won the second place, not far from the day of knocking on the door.”
“Sanbaoxin?” Fang Yan froze for a moment, and felt that this statement was very new and familiar. After thinking for a long time, I finally realized that this was what Tianjizi said to himself in the park. Which three treasures? Brave heart? Killing heart? The heart of justice?
Fang Yan grinned wide and said, “Master, you said that Sanbao’s heart has won its second place-does it mean that I already have the heart of justice and the heart of killing?”
“Good.” Tianjizi nodded. “The Heart of Tai Chi is the heart of justice, and injustice cannot have The Heart of Tai Chi. Returning blood to blood is the heart of killing.”
“Then do you think I am not brave enough?” Fang Yan was anxious. “How can I not be brave enough? You talk about, what are the things I dare not do in this world?”
“God knows, earth knows, you know, we don’t know.” The monk said with a big smile. “You can do it yourself.”
After this, a monk of this monk got up and walked outside the school.
“Hey–” Fang Yan shouted out loudly: “Where are you going? I drove you-”