Chapter 1167: A Smile Back
Because he, simply did not understand, the difference between these two issues.
“Once a friend once said to me, this rain was born in the sky, died in the ground, the process in between, is life …… Just, this rain, really was born in the sky? …… The rain comes from nothingness, has nothing to do with the sky, the rain falls on the earth, this moistens all the souls. With the ground also has nothing to do …… This is the fate of rain!
Rain from the vapor and the vapor from the ten thousand spirits, rain appeared, naturally, also want to return to the ten thousand spirits, this is the cycle, the cycle of cause and effect, but also where the fate is.
In the underworld, there is the rule of fate that exists, it is invisible, but it is draped around every living being, quietly changing everything …… “Wang Lin looked at the sky. His right hand waved casually, suddenly the sky thunder rumbled, but at once there was water vapor condensed from all directions, turning into what looked like heavy dark clouds, and a few moments later, gusts of rain fell from the sky and descended on the earth.
“You go to see the life of that rain, there can be a straight line and fall …… I watch the rain for a long time, such as watching the life, but has never seen any drop of rain, can not change any trajectory under the premise of such as a straight line fall, they …… Always because of the wind, because of the clouds, because of their own weight, in the adjustment of the position of the descent, you can see that the rain is not willing?
Do you know why it is so?” Wang Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at Li Qianmei.
Li Qianmei looked at the rainwater, and after a long time, she said softly, “Heaven’s will is there, and fate changes.”
“Rainwater’s life, it’s short, but because of where the cycle is, it’s long …… And the life of cultivators like me, it’s long, but because of where destiny providence is, it’s short.
But. Rainwater’s short life, have to struggle countless times to get out of the control of fate, time and again to change the location of the descent, as a silent way to fight against the will of heaven and fate!
And I and other cultivators of the life of the long, is the rain can not be compared, but, and how many people, such as rain can be as desperate to die also want to get out of the control of fate, desperate to die, also want to rebel against the arrangement of the will of heaven, desperate to die, but also want to fight against the fate of heaven madly!”
Wang Lin flung his big sleeve, the sky rumbled, but the rainwater rolled backward and rushed into the dark clouds, causing the dark clouds to collapse and the rainwater to turn into vapor and dissipate in the heavens and earth.
“You have changed the fate of the rain, you, are the will of heaven. Moths delight in dying in the funeral fire, and you blew out the fire so that the moths could not die in the funeral fire. You then changed the fate of the moth. The destiny of providence lets a person die, and you bring her back to life; you, then, are providence! There is an old mortal saying that a king and his vassal would rather have his own seed, that’s the truth!
Immortals have a saying, one man gets a chicken and a man gets a dog, and that’s the same thing. This, is my answer to your second question!”
Wang Lin’s voice was decisive, as his words fell, the surroundings were suddenly quiet, Lu Yun from staring at Wang Lin in a daze, his heart and mind reverberated like a bell, his eyes revealed complexity, he had to respect this ordinary white man in front of him.
The other party’s words, every word fell on the heart and soul, Lu Yunfeng was silent for a moment, bowed deeply and cupped his fists towards Wang Lin, without speaking, but his actions, but the word of admiration, revealed undoubtedly.
Li Qianmei looked at the sky, her eyes revealed bewilderment, for a long time, she sighed softly, her gaze towards Wang Lin was very different, she pursed her lower lip and said softly, “Brother Lu’s way. Little sister’s heart is convinced.” As she said this, she grabbed her right hand in the air and took out an elixir with a jade slip from within the storage crack and gently sent it out.
“This is a semi-finished elixir that contains the soul of a tenth-ranked ferocious beast, the specific herbs and method of refining the elixir are described within the jade slip.” She hesitated, looked at Wang Lin, and said in a low voice, “Little sister has one last question to ask.”
Wang Lin, was the first person she had encountered that made her ask a third question, with a hint of complexity, she carefully looked at Wang Lin for a few moments, as if she wanted to memorize the other person’s appearance deeply in her heart.
No one knew how important these three questions were to her and what they meant.
“I hope that brother Lu can solve my little sister’s confusion on this third question ……,” Li Qianmei’s pretty face had a hint of redness for some reason.
“The third question, or what is heaven ……” Li Qianmei looked at Wang Lin and said softly.
Wang Lin was silent, closed his eyes, time slowly passed, after half a column of incense, Wang Lin opened his eyes, looked at Li Qianmei, calmly opened his mouth.
“What you’re asking about is not the sky, but the Dao.”
Li Qianmei was silent for a moment and gently nodded.
“This question, I have also been pondering, once I had gotten the answer, only now that I think about it, it seems that that answer, too, is not complete ……”
“I don’t know what the answer that brother Lu got before was, can you tell my little sister?” Li Qianmei’s serene gaze, without the slightest impurity, looked at Wang Lin.
Lu Yun sighed inwardly from standing on the side, he felt as if he had become a superfluous existence at this moment. Shaking his head he simply sat down on the ground, flipped his right hand and took out a jug of wine, tilted his head and drank a large mouthful.
“I am the fish, the Dao is the net, the river is the sky, and the fisherman who fishes for the net is the creation that controls fate!” Wang Lin pondered for a little while and slowly said.
Lu Yun from hearing this, his right hand wine pot gave a beat, his eyes were thoughtful, after a long time he seemed to be enlightened, looked at Wang Lin, his right hand once again grabbed in the air, took out another pot of wine and threw it towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin caught it and took a big sip.
Lu Yun sighed from a long sigh and looked at Wang Lin in a complicated way, this person, despite his ordinary appearance, had an aura that made his heart break.
“My child indeed deserved to die, to die in this person’s hands, it is also counted as his destiny ……,” Lu Yunfeng was also not an unusual character, took a sip of wine and opened his heart.
Li Qianmei frowned eyebrows, jade hand in the brow gently, whispered: “Master also said similar words, his old man once said, people mole crickets, the road for the mountain, the intention of the sky, if the sky is angry, then the road goes with the sky. If the mole crickets are angry, then they also have the power to move mountains!”
As she said that, she looked down at the ground, took out a white cloth and spread it down, and sat down on her knees as well.
“The Dao, is not a net, nor a mountain, but a thought! This thought varies from person to person, some people see it as a net, some people see it as a mountain …… “Hearing Li Qianmei’s words, Wang Lin’s eyes showed contemplation, and gradually a bright aura appeared in his eyes.
“The Dao is like thoughts? The reason why people are called people is because they have thoughts, they can detach themselves from their physical bodies and merge into the heavens and earth to ponder all the unknown places …… “Lu Yun also had a bright realization from his eyes, as if he was speaking to himself.
“Brother Lu’s statement is very peculiar.” Li Qianmei thought about it and laughed lightly.
The three seemed to have forgotten the passage of time, and just sat on the ground in this courtyard, the original murderous aura was also washed away by this discourse, as day alternated and night descended, and a bright moon hung in the sky, reflecting in the courtyard, causing behind the three, the shadow of the moon appeared.
The three people’s discourse forgot about time, but suffered the old man on top of the Manticore Spirit Beast outside of the Moro Continent, he was originally not anxious, but after waiting for most of the day, he gradually frowned.
He didn’t understand with the cultivation of the Sovereign plus Li Qianmei, why would he not come back for such a long time after going to the Moreau Continent.
After waiting for a few more hours, the old man’s eyes were more anxious, his heart was vaguely bad, gritting his teeth and no longer hesitating, manipulating the Mighty Tiger Spirit Beast, with more than thirty core disciples of the Purple Dao Sect on it, they went straight to the Moreau Continent!
But as soon as they approached, before they could break through the protection and rush in, there was immediately a majestic voice that suddenly echoed.
“Stand down! Without my command, you may not enter the Moro Continent by half a step!” This voice was precisely Lu Yun from, that old man body lurched, hastily respectfully cupped his fists and said yes, maneuvering the Manticore Spirit Beast to quickly retreat, just the heart is still puzzled.
Inside the medicine courtyard, the early morning light enveloped, Wang Lin swept a glance at Lu Yunfeng, who was silent, sitting on the side and drinking wine, not speaking. He could already tell that this white clothed man in front of him, he was not an opponent, even if everyone from the Purple Dao Sect came, it wouldn’t be able to do half the work.
“This third question, all I can say at the moment is that the Dao is like a thought.” Wang Lin looked at Li Qianmei and said calmly.
A smile appeared on Li Qianmei’s face, which was very beautiful, as she looked at Wang Lin and softly said, “Thank you, brother Lu for solving my little sister’s confusion… The third question, I hope that brother Lu will inform me in the future if he has attained the Dao. In the future, my little sister will not ask others questions.”
Wang Lin was stunned, glanced at Li Qianmei, pondered for a moment, and nodded.
Lu Yun sighed from darkness, stood up, cupped his fists to Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoist Lu, I heard the Dao for one night, and the past grudges are lifted! But that Yin Immortal Streamer, you have to return it to me!”
Wang Lin’s gaze was calm and he shook his head.
“You ……” Lu Yun from took a deep breath and smiled bitterly.
“Fellow Daoist Lu, that Yin Immortal Streamer is not a property of my Purple Dao Sect, but rather, it was given to be fostered by the main sect, and it needs to be returned after a hundred years. If you don’t return it, Mister Lu won’t force it, but if the main sect demands it after a hundred years, don’t blame Mister Lu for telling you the truth.” Lu Yun from the dark sigh, opened his mouth and said.
“That Yin Immortal, is it the main clan’s property?” Wang Lin looked as normal, but his heart was moved.
“Exactly! It’s just that, since you’re insistent on not returning it, Mister Lu will take his leave!” Lu Yun from clasped his fists, looked at Li Qianmei, perceived that the other party did not have the idea of leaving with him, inwardly could not help but be bitter, to Li Qianmei clasped his fists, turned around and left.
Lu Yun from after leaving, Li Qianmei looked at Wang Lin, gently smiled, holding the hands of Cui flute, placed on the side of the mouth blowing up, bursts of flute sound slowly, warm and elegant, elegant, elegant, refreshing into the heart of the surround, so that people can not help but be immersed in it.
This flute sound contains a serene flavor, such as the village of mortal life, but also like a mountain stream, crystal and sweet, flow wash away the dirt of the sea of the heart, it is more like a seven-color rainbow bridge, the people and the sea of the heart of the people are tightly connected to each other, so that the barrier between each other to the ashes of the ashes.
Feeling the serenity and elegance in the flute sound, Wang Lin closed his eyes, as if he had seen the Vermilion Bird Star, the woman playing the zither, as if he had seen the Land of Demon Spirits, the blind woman stroking the zither…….
The flute sound in his ears and the zither sound in his heart dazzled and intertwined, somewhat indistinguishable.
Distant away from the Lu Yun from, accompanied by the flute sound and go, the heart of the bitter more thick, look back at the return to the Yuan Sect, he sighed long, and then do not look back to leave.
I don’t know how long, the flute sound gradually dissipated, Li Qianmei stood up, glanced at Wang Lin, turned toward the door of the pill courtyard, when she was about to step out, her footsteps lurched, and she looked back with a smile.
Precisely in this smile, Wang Lin opened his eyes.
“Brother Lu, recently on Penglai Continent, there is a workshop and auction once every thirty years, are you interested in going?”