Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 2198: Teachership
"Speak, you are all too old, mother can not worry about everything for you!" Wang Zhenfei mother asked nods, asked, "And mother does not know how to paint, you can say what you think mother Listen first! Is it possible that you do n’t like painting? "
"mother ..." Wang Zhenfei said, pushed the bowl aside, stood up, and said, "Baby naturally likes to paint. However, since yesterday ’s matter with Wang ’s family, he feels that painting alone What's the use? Even if the child becomes a master painter in Pingxi City, it's the same as his father, no ... different ... can't control his own Fate? "
Speaking of this, Wang Zhenfei sneaked a look at the back room. Although his mother never told his father how he died, he knew a few things from the mouth of the villagers. I am as honest as myself, because some things offend the dignitaries?
The mother of Wang Zhenfei is silent, how can she not know this, but what can she do?
Wang Zhenfei does n’t know what mother thinks, but he hurriedly explained: "Maybe the detailed things mother may not be known yet?"
When Wang Zhenfei made the matter clear, he said again: "mother, you see, facing a local rich man in the countryside, when the children resisted a little, they took mother over, Put it in a dog cage, where is the life of the person as a life! In the end, even if the child struggles and wins, the child still has to succumb, if the child does not succumb, even if it is today's thing, they do n’t What to say, it will inevitably embarrass us in the future, we ... are fish meat! "
"Also. Yesterday's events, if there was no good-hearted Wang Family Young Lady, not only the portraits can't give up, it is the life of the child ... all dangerously tight!"
"It feels bad to hold your life in the hands of others!" Wang Zhenfei said very seriously. "From this matter, the child has seen it, even if the child has become the best big painter in Pingxi City, even if Babe ... became the most famous master painter of the whole Buddha State, but it is still a plaything for others. Others let the children draw anything. The children have to draw what they want. The other people do n’t let the children paint, and the children ca n’t draw anything. Such a big painter , What else does it mean? Just like today. The children's painting is good. Wang Family rewards a piece of gold. Praise two words, saying that the child's talent is good, and he is a useful person. After he succeeds, others will give more gold. , To give more praise, even if the child is the best painter of all time, what is the use? Fate is not in his own hands, after all, it is empty! "
"Er ..." Wang Zhenfei ’s mother was stunned. She could n’t think of a ten-year-old child who could think so much, “Which ... who did this tell you?”
Wang Zhenfei hesitated for a moment and said: "Little half of the children said it by Lesser Monk, most of them were thought by the children themselves!"
"Lesser Monk?" Wang Zhenfei mother's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly asked, "Then ... then you don't learn to paint anymore, what are you going to do? Do you want to be a Monk?"
"mother, this World has many people like Monk except Monk supernatural power vast & great ..." Wang Zhenfei smiled. He knew that mother worried that he could not marry when he was Monk, so he broke the incense of Wang Family.
The mother of Wang Zhenfei is puzzled and asks: "This World, in addition to Great Master in the temple, what better than being a big painter?"
"cultivator!" Wang Zhenfei said without hesitation, "mother, this World has a person called cultivator. Monk also seems to be a kind of cultivator, in addition to Monk, there are scholar and Taoist!"
"scholar mother has heard of it!" Wang Zhenfei's mother is no longer frowning, "Kao Taoist mother has never heard of it. But mother knows that scholar are people who have no power, they ... "
"The children don't know!" Wang Zhenfei smiled wryly. "These are all things Lesser Monk said to the children."
"Oh, these are all vain things, then ... then ... how do you do now?" mother of Wang Zhenfei is not Heart Motion, but still talked about reality in front of Wang Zhenfei.
Wang Zhenfei was firm-eyed and replied: "Since this World has cultivator, that child will be able to find ..."
The mother of Wang Zhenfei smiled and said, "Well, mother, let ’s clean up. Let ’s go find it together!"
"mother ..." Wang Zhenfei immediately awakened, the family was two, and they left, how is mother? Not to mention how she survived out of the mountain village. She said that mother was at home alone. How would she live without her son?
Alas, ideals are always ideals, and there is always an illusory side in front of reality. A country child less than ten years old wants to leave the orphan's and widow's home to go to cultivation, it's just ... dreaming! !
Hearing here, Xiao Hua suddenly realized that he finally understood what the Senior of Buddha Sect had brought him here! However, he is still a little puzzled. Since the Senior is an Vajrayana master, 10,000 years has already certified Buddha Fruit. Then he will turn this king Zhenfei and lead him into Buddhism. Even if Wang Zhenfei estimates the incense of Wang Family, he will get married and have children in the future. After all, Vajrayana doesn't care about this? Why do you have to come by yourself?
Thinking about it this way, Xiao Hua feels a little chilly because he has realized that he is pregnant with the Cultivation Art. The Senior of others Buddha Sect must have known. The Buddha Sect ’s Senior respects the choice of Wang Zhenfei, and hopes that Xiao Hua will call Daomen ’s choice. Legacy taught to Wang Zhenfei.
Since Xiao Hua has witnessed the beginning and end of this matter, he also likes the intelligent king Zhenfei, especially his kind of respect for mother makes him Heart Motion. Of course, from the king Zhenfei, Xiao Hua seems to have seen a A familiar shadow, on this Continent, or on other Continent, in a village of Guozhuang, name, a hundred or so years ago, or a long time ago, an ignorant child saw life like he did from oppression Hardship, thought of resistance, thought of his own future. In the future alone, Xiao Hua is willing to help.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hua slowly flew into the house, appeared out of thin air, and smiled and said: "Infinite Dao Venerable, this humble Daoist is polite!"
"Ah? You ... who are you?" Wang Zhenfei's mother looked very surprised. One was to pull Wang Zhenfei behind his back, his hands protecting Wang Zhenfei. Look at Wang Zhenfei, protected by mother, there is no surprise on his face, a pair of curious pupil looks up and down at Xiao Hua, and waits for mother to open, and whispers, "mother, don't be afraid! This is a Ghost wild ghost can't hurt mother . "
After finishing, Wang Zhenfei actually waved his hands disdainfully: "Go back first and tell Lesser Monk, I ’m afraid I wo n’t have time to play chess with him today! Let him think about some tricks, do n’t I was killed immediately! "
"Haha ..." Xiao Hua smiled and stretched out his hand. Wang Zhenfei's figure was involuntarily flying out of his mother and fell into the air. The body movement of mother of King Zhenfei can't move a trace.
At this time, Wang Zhenfei was stupid. He could hardly believe that he was looking at himself, and then Xiao Hua. He was shocked and said, "You ... are you not Ghost?"
"this humble Daoist is naturally not!" Xiao Hua still smiled.
"this humble Daoist? Dao ... Dao ... this humble Daoist Great Master!" Wang Zhenfei's mother is in a hurry. She has forgotten the word "Priest" that Wang Zhenfei said just now and yelled, "What are you doing, please Tell the slave family, but any slave family can agree, you can agree, you must never hurt me! "
"Numerous Dao Venerable!" Xiao Hua chanted the track number and waved his hand. King Zhenfei fell to the ground. King Zhenfei's mother was also a free activity.
"Priest? Strangely tight, how can you move me?" Wang Zhenfei landed on the ground, but did not panic. pair of eyes stared at Xiao Hua very strangely, "Yes, what are you doing with me?" "
When I saw Wang Zhenfei actually disrespected Xiao Hua, Wang Zhenfei ’s mother was very scared and hurriedly laughed with him: "Priest do n’t care, my child is still young, you do n’t know him like him."
"It ’s okay ..." Xiao Hua smiled and said, "this humble Daoist name Xiao Hua, the track number Xiao Daoist, passed by here yesterday, just witnessed the passing of Wang Zhenfei's tiger painting. When the hungry tiger roared in the mountains last night, this humble Daoist was also nearby. this humble Daoist is extremely appreciative of Wang Zhenfei's qualifications and filial piety. I just heard that Wang Zhenfei was sincere and wanted to show up. "
"Ah ??" Wang Zhenfei's mother was dumbfounded, looked up and down at Xiao Hua, and whispered, "Small ... Lesser Monk, you ... you have no fever?"
And Wang Zhenfei laughed abdomenly, pointing at Xiao Hua: "Xiao Priest, are you ... are you brushing me with Lesser Monk? You are so funny, you ... you are passing by here, you I can still look at me beside me, why didn't I see you ?? "
"Hey ..." Xiao Hua naturally knew that wise people like Wang Zhenfei could not believe themselves casually, and smiled, "How can you never see this humble Daoist in cultivation? Come, come, come, wait for you, do n’t be afraid , this humble Daoist lets you wait and see the means of this humble Daoist! "
Finally, Xiao Hua waved his hand, photographed both of them, shaped into the wind, and flew towards the sky outside the house ...
"How?" Standing at the height of 100 zhang, Xiao Hua asked with a smile.
Wang Zhenfei supported his mother and stood in the Void, pair of eyes was shining, curiously watching everything shrinking under his feet, and Wang Zhenfei ’s mother was white-faced and his hands tightly clutched his son ’s Hand, do not know how to answer.
"Go ..." Xiao Hua again stimulate to motion Wind Escape, Huo Ran rose 100 zhang again, and asked again, "How?"
Wang Zhenfei bit his lip and looked at mother who had closed his eyes and said: "Dao ... Priest, can it be higher?"
"What's the problem?" Xiao Hua one sound laughed, and led the two to rise slowly, and came to the edge of Heavenly Fire wind and thunder, and then stopped ... (to be continued ...)