Celestial

The courtyard that Liu Tong arranged for Lin Fei was located on the mountainside of the main peak of the Mojin School, covered by green trees, a stream passed by the front of the house, the water was clear, and the leaves were floating. After entering the courtyard, you can see the green bamboo bushes, the houses built by bluestone are clean and refreshing, and the furniture is not much. It is very comfortable and neat to look at a glance.

The monks of the Taoism are striving to compete with the heavens, regard the heavens as the ground, and never care about these things outside. Even a thatched house and a cave, they can retreat and practice, and they don’t understand it for hundreds of years. Seeing such a quiet and soothing house, I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart.

In the main house, a room is warm, the breeze is blowing outside the window, the water vapor is lingering in the air with the breath of grass, and the green branches enter the room from the outside, cute and lovely.

Lin Fei was dusty and refreshed. He sat cross-legged on Tuanpu and closed his eyes.

The Heart Tribulation has passed, and the Six Souls of Life and Soul only have the Dust Tribulation. As long as they pass through the Dust Tribulation, they can form a golden pill and enter the rank of master.

Yingying Jianmang circulates around Lin Fei, Zhenyuan circulates continuously in the body, and five swords are circling inside Zhenyuan like a dragon. Because of the dust robbery, his current practice has fallen to the middle of the foundation.

But Lin Fei did not have any slight worry, and he was calm all over the world. After cutting off the back of Yuan Huang, there was no fear in his heart. Lin Fei clearly realized that at this moment, even if he faced life and death directly, he could calmly be right. .

A little time passed, Lin Fei crossed his head and closed his eyes, but suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "How could this be?"

He should obviously retreat and practice, waiting for the dust to rob in the past, but he has always been determined to be immobile, but at this time he has always been unable to completely meditate and cultivate, as if there is something wrong, what has he ignored...

This feeling was lingering and lingering. The more I thought about it, the deeper I fell. Lin Fei frowned, gradually distracted.

What's wrong?

It shouldn't be...

This place has nice scenery, green trees and green trees, it is very safe, and I don’t feel any hostility to him; but he himself, the heart robbery has passed, the dust robbery is also very stable, everything is under control, and no unexpected happened. Things other than that are still wrong...

Lin Fei carefully realized that what permeated his mind was indeed a disorder that rarely appeared. The doubts in his eyes grew deeper. Since waking up in this life, he has never shown such emotions as now...

For more than a year, Lin Fei has been walking on the road of monasticism without looking back, according to his own thoughts. If anything prevents him from progressing, a sword will be cut...

But now, obviously everything looks very good, without any flaws, only need to pass the dust robbery steadily, then you can step into Jindan, but it is still not right, although he does not know what is wrong...

Lin Fei lowered his eyebrows for a moment, then stood up and looked out the window. His instincts were correct, something must have been ignored by himself.

Lin Fei walked to the window, looked at the green branch that had come in, and smiled softly: "Since there is something that I have overlooked, it's good to find it out."

Lin flew away from the courtyard. He wanted to urge Zhenyuan to fly away like a wind, but looking at the green eyes, his thoughts moved, he concealed Xiu Wei, and began to raise his feet to go outside.

When he came outside the courtyard, the steps covered with bluestone slabs spread out. There are roads to go up and down the mountain. Lin Fei chose to walk around the mountain and follow the small stream in front of the courtyard, where the stream flows, he Where to follow.

On both sides of the creek, fine willows help the wind, Lin Fei walked slowly, the restlessness in his heart calmed down a little, the tip of the nose smelled of the fresh grass, and the surrounding body was a cluster of green trees, he stepped on the stone paving On the ground, listening to the sound of the streams of streams, the feeling of tranquility and comfort that made him feel strange spread out from the bottom of his heart.

It’s been a long time since I walked quietly. It seems that for more than a year, he has been fighting and cultivating. Unlike the last life, he has been tired of reading books. He also has three or five friends, drinking spirits and drinking, and stealing for a long time. .

But those guys are busy, either absent from school all the year round, or closed down. Most of the time, he drinks alone, and the one who drinks the most with him is the old man. Lin Fei pouted, he doesn’t like to drink with the old man. Not to mention, wine is not good...

It turned out that after so long, Lin Fei sighed in his heart. Waking up in this life, he experienced horror, fear, life and death choices, and the rest of the life after the robbery. What he saw, heard, thought, and thought, A little bit came to my mind...

Gradually, Lin Fei let out his thoughts, his face calm, walking slowly behind his negative hand, looked up, the grass beside the stream, various wildflowers spread on the ground, occasionally birds crowed, butterflies fluttered.

Speaking of it, the Mojin School is really a strange martial school. The gate court is broken, and it occupies an extremely wide area. Several mountain peaks stretch for hundreds of miles. The mountain is amazing, the scenery is beautiful, but there are too few martial disciples, zero The total number of zero totals is not more than a hundred individuals, and most of them go out to practice and are not in the school on weekdays. Now the disciples in the Jin school are only a dozen people, and half of them are not able to live together...

Lin Fei bypassed the stream and saw several people meditating cross-legged in the shade of the tree. They thought they were practicing. As a result, they walked in for a while and snored, suddenly bursting into tears.

After walking through the front mountain, to the back of the mountain, Lin Fei saw a lush green field, where he planted some spirits, and when they were mature, they could be used to brew spirit wine and refine potions. A few simple gatherings were laid around the Lingtian. Three or five disciples were irrigating and irrigating. They could hear the sound of laughter and quarreling at a long distance.

These disciples are not of high cultivation level, basically in the late foundation period or early Yuan Dynasty. This is the most lonely and desolate sect that Lin Fei has seen so far, but also the most relaxed and happy sect he has ever seen.

Rather than being monks, it is better to say that they are like mortals.

Mortal?

Lin Fei walked slowly, getting farther and farther away from the piece of Ling Tian behind him, feeling carefully in his heart, doubts kept pouring into his heart, what did he ignore?

Life Tribulation Six Heart Tribulation, Heart Tribulation is for the monk to face the fear in his heart.

He killed the Emperor Yuan, and obviously he has survived the heart-robbing, but why, still feel, what is wrong?