Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 82: Relentless may not be true hero

Qingxuan Daozhu 82, Chapter 82 Ruthlessness may not be a real hero-567 Chinese song will have a long time to sing, and the long song will also have a moment to disperse.

When Lei Jing finished her song, the slender figure of the high priest leaned against the white dike, with his hands on his knees, closing his eyes, never opening them.

Lei Jing freed herself from the faint sound of the piano. When she watched this scene, her mood fluctuated violently, her fingers accidentally panicked, the strings broke, and drips of blood flowed from the belly of her white fingers. Her light green skirt was dyed red, but she was too late to treat the wound, just staring at the high priest in a daze.

Is he really dead.

Lei Jing approached the high priest cautiously, unable to hear his breathing or heartbeat, and tore his eyelids away, unable to see the slightest expression.

He quietly seemed to fall asleep, but he actually died.

All sentient beings will die, but how could Lei Jing expect the high priest to die beside her.

Youhuang can call souls, but the high priest has no souls anymore.

Lei Jing felt a blazing heat, and then saw her uncle. His eyes were indifferent and cold. Without even looking at Lei Jing, he hugged the high priest and walked into Yuhu. Where did he go? The water in the lake was steamed clean, and he walked directly to the center of the lake. There was an underground space there, slowly opening, and King Xia walked in.

Lei Jing did not follow in, even though she felt that her uncle, who had always been tough and tough, was so fragile and sad.

Even if it can move mountains and seas, it is difficult to reverse life and death. This is not the sorrow of King Xia alone, but the sorrow of most practitioners.

Lei Jing went to Zhiwei with the broken string in her arms. She is in a rather unquiet mood now, only her husband can help her.

I know that the summer canal in front of the microcosm continues to flow. The white clouds in the sky gather and disappear. The view is full of green radish, grass and plantains. When the wind and rain begin, there must be an extremely desolate scenery here.

The one who led Lei Jing was Tianma. It was already able to speak. Seeing her master Yurong shrouded in melancholy, Tianma just followed her silently, and occasionally rubbed Lei Jing with the hot horse's nose.

Shen Lian is in the quiet room to the east, and the morning light in the morning will directly shine into his room, and at night you can also directly see the eastern blue dragon and stars, the stars are shining, and you have a panoramic view.

He knew that Lei Jing was coming, so he made tea here, and there are two cups.

When Lei Jing walked into the quiet room, Shen Lian just finished pouring the tea, a lot of drops, not a lot of drops, twisted into a dragon shape with the curling of tea smoke, which lasted for a long time.

The two cups of tea already have spirituality, and the creation is spiritual. That is the realm of Taiyi. Shen Lian seems to have touched a little mystery about Taiyi.

Of course Lei Jing is far from aware of this, but she thinks that her husband's tea is far better than her.

Shen Lian took the opportunity to put down the teapot and said: "You are not at peace now, drink tea first."

Lei Jing has no reason to refuse, but looking at the tea with the tea smoke, she naturally knows that it is very hot. Fortunately, her physique is not afraid of tea scalding her throat, so Lei Jing is very clean and tidy. Unexpectedly, the tea was cold, and she drank a cold stream from head to toe.

Looking at Lei Jing’s startled eyes, Shen Lian smiled and said: "Don’t make a fuss, the hot and cold are only produced by the external senses. In fact, there are many ways in the world to reverse the hot and cold senses. I will pass on this technique to you, but I know you have no intention of learning these now."

Lei Jing nodded silently, and muttered for a while before saying: "Sir, can you tell me why the high priest died like that."

"Since you asked, I won’t talk about the nonsense that people are naturally going to die. In fact, in a certain situation, it is as difficult for a person to live and die. The high priest can live from the establishment of Xia Kingdom to the present, of course You can also live for a few more years, and even if Tian Yi and I take action, we can remove the root of the disease for him, but you must know that even though survival is the instinct of sentient beings, there are some things in life that are more precious to some people than living. , He even sacrificed his life for this." Shen Lian sighed, he thought of Zhang Ruoxu.

Shen Lian admires such a person, but he can't do it himself, it has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation.

Lei Jing bit her lip and said: "So the high priest begged to die by herself? For what reason he wants to do this."

"Because Tianyi and I couldn't save him, because he wanted King Xia to become the real King Xia." Shen Lian suddenly said in a very cold tone, like a sharp knife.

Lei Jing said: "I still don't understand. Mr. and Tianyi can save the high priest but not. I can understand, but isn't the uncle the Xia King anymore."

"Xia Kingdom is a rigorously hierarchical country, from the bottom to the top like a tower, and King Xia is at the highest point, you know, people standing at the highest point can't help but see the farthest and most beautiful scenery. You have to withstand the strongest and most violent storm, and you will be blown off if you don’t pay attention. You can’t tolerate the slightest weakness in that location, and you can’t show you half of the weakness. And the high priest has become the weakness of King Xia~IndoMTL.com~This is Fact." Shen Lian said lightly.

Lei Jing understands. Uncle is strong, but there is still a soft place in his heart. That is the high priest. If the high priest is gone, uncle will not have any weakness. A strong person without weakness is extremely difficult. Defeated.

If King Xia is not defeated, Daxia will continue to exist until the ages of generations.

Of course this is a very good thing, but she is very sad for the high priest, must she die.

"Do you have to die?" Not only did she say this in her heart, but also came out of her mouth.

Shen Lian whispered softly, like the wind at night, a bit cold, but not hurting, and said: "You don't have to die, but death is the cleanest way. He lets you play the piano to help you calm down. But he died and made you uneasy, just to make you understand a truth."

Lei Jing did not ask, and replied: "The high priest wants to tell me that'this heart cannot be controlled by others'. The fluctuations of the mind cannot be absolutely controlled. It will be interfered by the outside world, but we can use it. The ups and downs of the spiritual power. My husband taught me to call the wind and call the rain because thunder and thunder fell silently, and then the wind and rain breed. The calmer, the stronger the mood will be when the mood fluctuates. So I am right, but the purpose is wrong. ."

Shen Lian smiled and said: "Now I don't have to teach you anything. You will stay with me until three days later. You can't refuse."

Lei Jing was still a little grudged in her heart. She wanted her husband to explain why she treated her father like that, but Shen Lian was so overbearing once that she couldn't resist.

She was a little aggrieved, what is she in front of Shen Lian, as if she counts nothing. And she also lost her distinctive self, which was very different from before.

Finally, Shen Lian looked at the sunshine outside the window leisurely, and said in a low voice: "No mercy is not necessarily a real hero."

(To be continued.) 8