Nightfall Chapter 201: If there is real heavenly way
The master asked: Have you ever thought about what kind of existence is heaven? "
Ning Que thought for a while. He really has no idea about the existence of Heaven's Path and the emptiness.
"No, didn't you just say that when the world thinks, Haotian is always laughing?"
"But sometimes, even if we are teased, we still have to think. If a baby falls down when he takes the first step and is laughed at and then stops trying, then he will definitely not be able to walk forever. If you learn calligraphy At that time, the first word you wrote was too ugly, so you won’t continue, then you must not be the current Ning master."
"Teacher, I think you are making fun of me at this time." Ning Que said with a smile.
He remembered that he had been struggling for many years to find a way to embark on the path of spiritual practice. When he was holding the Taishang induction chapter for tea and rice without thinking, he was also made fun of by the people in Weicheng, and he did not give up. Up today.
Then he remembered the wandering and miserable life of himself and Sang Sang Dianpei, and confirmed that he had always held the correct view. Then the heaven must not have a pair of eyes that always overlook the joys and sorrows of the world, because fate does not treat the world fair.
So he replied after thinking for a while: "The Way of Heaven is a very nihilistic existence."
The master was somewhat satisfied with his answer and said: "Is there life in Haotian, we don’t accumulate goodness, whether there is a specific form, we don’t know, where is Haotian, we still don’t know, but does he have Awareness, Junior Brother, he once again confirmed at the cost of death."
The slightly cold night wind swept the flowing clouds under the cliff, and the pomelo crashed into the cliff without any waves, and then scattered around, gradually spreading over the cliff flat, adding a bit of coolness.
The master raised his head to look at the high and indifferent sky, and said leisurely.
"If there is a way of heaven, it overlooks the world, the people on the earth who are struggling to survive, and even those who seem to be able to call the wind and rain, can only exist like ants."
"If there is a god, it will not give the slightest sympathy and attention to the ants, and when a few of those ants suddenly raised their heads to look at it, they even began to grow thin wings and fly into the sky, trying When challenging it, how can its consciousness and will allow this to happen?"
"If there is a way of heaven, then the way of heaven is invisible and more ruthless."
Ning Que looked at the teacher standing on the edge of the cliff in the night breeze, thinking about these three consecutive sentences, if there is a sense of heaven, and after a long silence, he suddenly said firmly: "But teacher, you are not an ant."
The Master laughed loudly, full of grandeur.
This laughter suddenly rose from the cliff ether, and pierced into the indifferent night sky, the sea of clouds between the cliff walls flowed in fear and turbulence, until the master's laughter faded away, and the clouds returned to calm.
The master stood on the cliff and looked at the night star and chaotic clouds. After a long period of silence, he suddenly said with emotion: "Bangzi tiger chicken, unfortunately there are no insects."
Bangzi Tiger Chicken is the simplest wine punch, but Ning Que knew that the Master did not want to drink at this time, so he said this sentence. He thought this simple or even superficial description must be the teacher's life Tian's cognition is only profound in words and meanings, and he cannot understand it temporarily.
The previous words of the Master solved some doubts in his heart, but gave birth to some new doubts. If the little uncle was the ant ant that gave birth to two wings, he wanted to fly to the sky because it touched the heavens. Tianzhu died for his dignity, so why did he cheat like this
There must be more than one of the hundreds of millions of ants in the world who have raised their heads and glanced at the sky. In the long years, there must be many people who have tried to fly to the blue sky that day.
Where did all those people go? Did he die as heroic as the little uncle, or did he really return to the embrace of Haotian's glory and entered the perfect eternity like those emergence stories recorded in the Xiling Church?
If the realm of the young master uncle back then did not allow him to stay in the turbid world, why did he not choose to enter eternity, but choose to challenge Heaven?
Is it just because of pride?
But no matter how fierce and proud a tiger is, it won't scream at the hunter's whistle for no reason.
One more question, why is the Master still in the world? Where did the master hold his wings? Doesn't the Master want to see the true appearance of Heaven?
He looked at the Master by the cliff and said, "Teacher, there are many things I can't understand."
The master said: "When will you understand the third book completely, you will probably understand it too."
Ning Que knew that it was definitely not something that could be done in a short time. He was silent for a moment, and got rid of the atmosphere of complete retreat and mysterious conversation tonight, and returned to the real world. He sincerely asked: "The student is now The aura of Haoran can be disguised as the aura of heaven and earth, but this body is not easy to cover. If people’s weapons are dropped on the body, the Haotian Daomen will definitely be able to see weirdness."
The master said: "Aren't you letting people tell the world that you are doing Fuwu Shuangxiu?"
Ning Que smiled awkwardly, and said: "Where can I deceive people in martial arts practice?"
The master laughed slightly and said: "In the matter of cultivation, as long as you can beat others, you can naturally deceive others. Don't let people hurt your body. Who knows the weirdness of your body?"
Ning Que remained silent, thinking that the battle between practitioners was unprovoked, and even if his realm improved a lot, how could he ensure that he would not let the opponent's natal sword touch his body? Even if it is Dao Chi Ye Hongyu, I must not dare to boast such a Haikou.
The master looked into his eyes and said after a moment of silence: "After the junior brother left the cliff, he didn't let anyone touch his body until the day he died."
The Master left the cliff. During the rest of the night, Ning Que had been sitting between the cliffs, thinking and analyzing all the words the Master Xiantao said, and did a review of the three months when he was imprisoned in the cliff cave. The meticulous combing transforms those mental gains in the realm into actual existence in the body.
When the sky was light, Sangsang returned to the cliffs... After serving him, he took all his bags and walked down the mountain along the diagonal and narrow stone path.
The cliffs all the way still have the same scenery, the stone paths follow this steep, waterfalls into the sea of clouds.
Only a few steps eastward along the gorge, I saw Chen Pipi.
Then you brothers and sisters.
The disciples on the second floor of the academy are all here today to welcome the junior disciples to leave.
Tang Xiaotang hopped over and untied some luggage from Sangsang... He glared at Ning Que, then took Sangsang's little hand... and walked to Taotou.
Master, just look at Ning Que with a gentle smile, and said: "It's been hard these days."
Ning Que bowed his hand, saluted the brothers and sisters, and said, "The brothers and sisters have worked hard."
Everyone happily gathered around and congratulated him.
Sangsang was a little unhappy when Brother Eleven gave him a bouquet of wild flowers.
Ninety two brothers started to play the piano and flute, unlucky.
The five or eight brothers found that they couldn't do anything, so they couldn't take Ning Que to play chess at this time, so they had to repeat the congratulations and congratulations, like a boring cycle of four calamities.
Sixth Senior Sister slapped him on the shoulder for comfort, and the double-handed hands almost hit him to vomit blood... Seventh Senior Sister Shang Tao pinched his cheek lovingly, almost bleeding.
The second senior brother stood in the distance, his face was a little ugly, looking at Ning Que's somewhat nervous gaze, but he nodded...the corners of his lips even squeezed out some extremely rare smiles.
Today, there was laughter and laughter in the back of the academy, the big grass house was ventilating all around, and the aroma of the food was overflowing...Senior Sister Seven and Chef Tang Xiaotang, Sangsang, made a good feast.
The feast is to welcome the little brother Ning Que to finally successfully break through... without being imprisoned in a cliff cave to die tragically and dying, but also to welcome the teacher to return from his journey around the world, although the welcome time is three months late, the most important thing is The reason is that this is Ning Que's teacher apprenticeship, and he will officially worship under the master's school.
Ning Que knelt in front of the Master's chair, respectfully, honestly, and did not steal any tricks. He knocked his head three times. It's a pity that his body was too strong after practicing Haoran. These three beating his head The blue brick smashed to reveal a crack, but there was still no bleeding on his forehead, not even bruises, only dust.
He didn't take the opportunity to let the teacher see his sincerity and flattered him by the way. He felt so sorry.
Standing up, took a cup of warm tea from the third sister, Ning Que walked to the master and offered it with both hands, the master took a sip, and the apprenticeship was officially completed, which was very simple.
Senior Sister Seven came over with a pile of clothes and asked: "Little Junior Brother, choose a Yan Ji..."
Ning Que was stunned and looked into the arms of the senior sister, only to realize that she was holding all the college uniforms. Every spring, naturally they are all spring uniforms. Compared with the Taoyuan uniforms, the two-story building There is no obvious difference in the uniforms of the students, but there are many more choices in colors.
He looked at the brothers and sisters around the grass house, and noticed that everyone's choices seemed to be very random. The third sister still wore the generous light blue uniforms, while the senior brothers wore old coats, not uniforms at all. , The colors of the rest of the hospital uniforms vary, ranging from red to gray.
Senior Sister Seven looked at him hesitantly, and said jokingly: "You really have to be more cautious. If you choose, you can't change it."
Ning Que looked at Sangsang subconsciously. Ever since he left Ohshan and entered Weicheng as a savage animal skin, Sangsang has always made the decision on what clothes the two wear.
Sangsang nodded.
Ning Que understood what she meant, and said, "Sister, I want the black one."
Senior Sister Seven said with a smile: "You are the first person to pick black in the back mountain. The younger brother really has a good eye, a man is pretty, and he is dressed in soap. This is the truth. Some stupid people never understand. ."
The second brother standing behind the master is serious and inexplicable.
The big brother looked at Ning Que, who was putting the black uniform on his body, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
The master stroked his beard lightly, looked at Ning Que and asked, "Why choose the black one?"
With the help of Sangsang, Ning Que fastened the slanted cloth button and answered honestly: "Black is forbidden."
This is the real answer. He and Sangsang didn't even think that the man would want to wear soap. The master and servant were more concerned about how to wash them a few times less and save some water and soap.
The big brother is startled.
The master stroked his beard fingers stiffened slightly, smiled and shook his head.
(This is the second chapter, the third chapter strives to come out a little earlier.)