Nightfall Chapter 24: Good guy

Chapter 24, good guys

Ning Que seriously recalled the feelings in the dream, and said: "In my dreams, those continuous breathing that seemed to be uninterrupted but could hear the regularity finally became some kind of substantial existence, a warm drop. The drips together, finally wrapped my body in it, but no matter how I touched it, I couldn’t hold the things that seemed to be smoother than water. I could only watch them from my fingers. Slipped away in time."

Lv Qingchen suppressed his excitement forcibly, and asked in a deep voice: "How big is the range of your feelings in your dream? No, what should you say? A basin of water? A stream? Or a small pond?"

Ning Que raised his head and replied in a daze: "It seems... it's a sea."

Lu Qingchen's body was slightly stiff, and then he slumped weakly and sat back on the cushion. After a long silence, he laughed at himself, his smile looked a little tired, and muttered: "Yes, how is it possible?"

Ning Que had roughly guessed from his expression that things were not what he had imagined, but he still did not give up and asked: "Mr. Lu, is this the first stage you said? I feel that it is not the world Interest?"

The old man Lu Qingchen patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort, and said in a slightly astringent voice: "The first stage is the first acquaintance. I told you a few days ago, this refers to the mind of the practitioner. , Began to understand the existence of the breath of heaven and earth. In other words, this is the first moment when a secular man opens his eyes and sees this new world."

"The world he saw at first sight determines the future of this practitioner, because what he sees and feels in his eyes is the projection of the vitality of the world, nature and all things on his soul, and the mind that this practitioner obtained through meditation The purer, the cleaner, the stronger and the firmer, the greater the range of vitality you can feel."

The old man looked at Ning Que quietly, and said: "When a practitioner with a lower aptitude first met, he could only feel the vitality of the world in a small area around his body. The projection on the soul was just a basin of water. Better, he can feel the vitality of the heaven and the earth in a wider range, and the projection is just a small pond. If he can feel a small stream or even a lake... Then he will definitely become a respected practitioner in the world."

Ning Que frowned to say something, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man continued: "There are very few people at the pinnacle of the realm of fate in the world, and among them, the aptitude of the sword sage Liu Bai in the southern Jin Dynasty is the most amazing. This swordsman entered the first stage when he was less than six years old. I saw a rushing yellow river! This is the real genius! This is why he drove the south with the sword intent of the Yellow River, and is now promoted by practitioners in the world as the person most likely to break through the five realms!"

Seeing a yellow river is the most powerful practitioner in the world, so what about seeing a sea? Ning Que remained silent for a long time. Although he had hidden a lot of secrets, he never considered himself a genius. What's more, he was a genius who was more perverted than the universally recognized genius, but he was still a little...reconciled.

"Maybe this sounds a bit arrogant, some improper or...narcissistic."

He chose the words carefully, lowered his head and said slowly: "Is it possible that I am really stronger than the Southern Jin Swordsman, not that I am stronger... It's just because I meditated for many years, so when I first met Do you have a wider range of feelings?"

"What is wider than the rushing river? I don't know, but it certainly won't be the endless sea, because these are completely two concepts."

The old man Lv Qingchen looked at Ning Que with his head down, sighed softly, and said: "My child, do you know what the ocean represents when you first met? That represents the vitality of the entire world."

"No one can see everything in the whole world the first moment they open their eyes when entering that new world, because this is an impossible thing, even the legendary saint cannot do it. "

He patted the boy's slightly stiff shoulder again, smiled comfortingly and said, "Although it is just a dream, it is also a good dream."

Ning Que left in silence.

He was already indifferent to the matter of cultivation, if it weren’t for the old man Lu Qingchen’s recent fate, which caused him to have some extra thoughts, his mood at this time would probably be much better. It is said that if there is no hope, naturally there is no disappointment. , If you are desperate at the beginning, the hope at the beginning will not appear at all.

The little maid Sangsang brought the hot water basin in front of him, swiftly twisted the towel, and then covered Xiang Wei's hot and misty towel on his tired face, and asked curiously: "Master, you What did you ask tonight?"

Ning Que’s voice came out from under the hot towel, as if it had become a lot moistened by the water mist, and it buzzed and deep: "I will tell Old Man Lu that I have a little secret and I won’t tell you but since I told you Then should you tell me that you have seen my little secret and then cast your body to this talented and talented spiritual genius?"

Sangsang repeated this sentence in his head repeatedly, and then felt dizzy and quickly rubbed his eyebrows. She tore off the towel on Ning Que's face and rubbed it in water twice, twisted her waist and poured the water out of the car, and said, "Master, this time it looks like you have become more idiot."

Like an idiot indeed, Ning Que turned around and looked at the stars above the field through the car window. He touched his cheeks with his palm subconsciously, and touched the little freckles that could not be felt, and muttered in a low voice: "Is it great to be able to play Feijian? Will Lao Tzu Xuanyuanjian play you?"

Sangsang couldn't help but shook his head when he listened to some nonsense that he didn't understand.

Ning Que sat up and found out the dilapidated Taishang Sensation chapter. He did not open it, but stared at the cover silently for a long time, as if to see what secrets were hidden inside. .

"Take the washbasin here." His voice has calmed down a lot.

Light the fire to fold and get to the corner of the book. After a while, the old yellow book started to burn. He lightly opened his finger and let the Taishang induction chapter, which had accompanied him for many years, fall into the brass basin and burn. Faster and faster.

Sangsang watched this scene in surprise.

Looking at the pages of the book curling and turning black in the flames and then suddenly flung out the tongue of flames and finally turned into layers of gray, Ning Que's right hand holding on to the car window tightened slightly, feeling that the heart became a little empty, as if A kind of friend who has been with me for many years just goes away and never comes back, and it is like a dream of a teenager that shattered like a bubble.

"Am I pretty useless?" he asked.

Sangsang shook his head.

Ning Que smiled and said: "No one is better than my arrow, no one is more ruthless than my sword, no one as old as I kills more people. I am not a waste wood, I am The firewoodmen in Subbi Lake are just not allowed to juggle with flying swords. If I have a chance in the future, I will kill a few of them like horse thief... I'll show you the big cultivator."

Sangsang pressed his lips tightly, smiled and nodded.

This is not self-comfort after self-defeating, but Ning Que's firm cognition that the brave guards at Beishan Crossing almost defeated a great swordsman, so why can't he? There are no truly invincible people in this world, and those outside the world are still human beings, then he can defeat them.

In that world, in this world, when many people find that they are actually very poor and unable to fulfill their dreams, they will feel lost, suffering, inferiority and even self-closing, and then many people will be immersed in this pain Or in the dream of success, keeping oneself locked in the cage of the soul and struggling to return to the past.

I found that I couldn't write the dream of the new four masterpieces that could be hidden in the mountains for thousands of generations, so I locked myself in a mountain village for 30 years, drinking some porridge, draped my hair, and used my left hand as a red sleeve. I thought I was Cao Xueqin?

Ning Que was never such a person. If he couldn't be Cao Xueqin, he would be Jin Yong, if he couldn't be an emperor, he would be a calligraphy master, if he couldn't be a general, he would be a bachelor, and what if he couldn't be a practitioner?

People who walk to death on a road can’t be wrong. Although the people around them will suffer, they may even succeed in the end, but those who have the will to choose a new path right away may be more respectable .

Life, a good fellow, it takes more courage to make him look back than to let him go.