Tiantan six

"Ah! I understand! I understand! It is good to cultivate with a body, and you don't need to enter reincarnation!" The little fox became happy, and jumped up, shaking his tail left and right.

"After hearing the words of the immortal, I am more willing to cultivate immortality and become the favorite of nature." The little fox stretched out two small paws, stood up and looked at Feng Lang, but still couldn't look at him.

"Why? Are you willing to be controlled by nature?"

Feng Lang was quite surprised, and lowered his head to take a closer look at the little guy in front of him, but at this time the sun had already risen, and he could only see the brilliant golden light above the little fox's back.

"The karma of reincarnation is just the difference between Yin and Yang, good and evil, and righteousness and evil. If I become the evil side, I am doomed to be suppressed by justice and live a life of hiding. When I saw my eldest sister when I was young, I was killed by lightning for eating people." He chased after him, from Dongshan to Xishan, but he still couldn’t escape being hacked to death. Thor is a big fiery red rooster. He stood in front of my sister’s body and told me arrogantly that this is for evil. In the end, the little fox must not imitate her! Only then did I know the power of immortals! So I want to become an immortal and have boundless magic power! Although immortals are controlled by nature, at least they know their mission and the fate of others , with the ability to judge and punish, I don’t want to be a selfish and arrogant person in reincarnation, I want to become a fairy! I want to stand tall and see far away!”

Feng Lang was stunned, and put his hand on the little fox's head, but cast his eyes on the red sun behind him: "It's really rare for you to think so much! I hope you will keep this heart forever, practice diligently, and be able to ascend to the blue sky."

The little fox excitedly walked around twice on the ground, rolled to Feng Lang's side, and asked, "Then can I worship immortals as teachers?"

As a teacher?

But he stood up, waved his sleeves, only left the little fox with a side face, and said indifferently: "I have no other thoughts. I am living this life just hoping that my master will be reborn and return to his position. I know that the devil in my heart Thoughts have been born, the foundation of cultivation has long been unstable, now it is just nature taking pity on me, and I have been disturbed after several times of being enchanted, when this natural grace is gone, after many lifetimes of merit, my soul will be scattered and my soul will be scattered."

He turned around, paused as if thinking of something, and said again: "You can do it yourself, little fox, always have a heart of justice and benevolence, some things are not as simple as you see, under the blue sky, there are many cultivators. Each layer forms a realm. Above the blue sky, there are sub-layers. The highest ones practice with their bodies. They are ruthless and desireless, so that they can do things without worry. The difference between immortals and gods is very deep. A single thought can destroy the hard-won cultivation base , especially when it comes to human affairs in the world, don't interfere, nature has its own laws, just keep them safe from evil spirits."

He tapped his toes and disappeared into the air. Even the golden red light of the sun could not catch the white shadow. The little fox sat there for a long time, his eyes regained consciousness from confusion, and then he moved his body and shook his tail. also left.

Xiaotan was dressed in a pure white long dress, standing gracefully, her slender fingers were like the soft and tender white petals of a newborn white lotus, and her five fingers lightly turned to reveal a fresh and elegant light. Willow, has indescribable softness, but there is no trace of frivolity. In the jade bones, there is an arrogance that is higher than all things and more precious than all living beings.

Xiaotan's fingers flicked across the nothingness in the air, and many dots of colorful light flowed out. It was confusing and fantastic in this dark night. Her eyes were deep and deep: "Everything in the world, all destiny tracks, are passing before our eyes. We seem to be Seeing all this, I clearly know the fate of all things, but in the vast universe, countless layers of space, countless worlds, multiple reincarnations, what you know is quietly misplaced when you are about to touch it. At that moment, I just Know how big nature is."

Feng Lang nodded and said: "That's true, we seem to be a few chess pieces that fell from the void of the universe, and an invisible hand fiddled with the square we should be in. It seems that we have boundless space. Strength, in fact, is to know more about where you should stand and what you should do."

Xiaotan's brows and eyes were slightly raised, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at him nimbly and smiled, "What are you doing so clearly? Don't look at the world with sober eyes, it is like a star that cannot be dissolved. The ice needles pierced into your eyes, cold and stinging. Your mood is unstable, and the more you think, the more you feel that the resentment cannot be stretched. At least you are a golden dragon, and you can’t swim in this world. It's ridiculous that ordinary people down here want to break through this world and look at the outside world, and don't think about whether their own cultivation and morality are enough.

"They have a body of a hundred years, how can they think about it, and find some exciting and novel ways to play life and death. We demons just look at it for fun, those immortals." Tan Yuan looked at Feng Lang and smiled slowly, and said: " Guarding the so-called justice, they are all silent. Originally, mortals are not qualified to know this secret, and they don’t have the brains to think about it. Thinking about it can only make them dazed, fearful and worried... tsk... really weak!"

Seeing Tan Yuan's appearance, Feng Lang frowned severely, and left directly.

Xiao Tan didn't know why, so he looked at Tan Yuan and asked, "What's going on between you two?"

"It's just that someone was stepped on a sore spot and couldn't bear to leave for a while." Tan Yuan put his hands behind his back and enjoyed the scenery by the river, looking in a good mood.

Feng Lang had just cleaned up the two troublesome goblins at the bottom, and when he went up to the sky, he saw Zhang Ji, the apprentice of Yunsu God of War, approaching.

"Huh? Brother Fenglang, two ancient Demon Lords have come to the west of the human world, have you seen them?" Changji walked up to him and asked.

Looking at her bright eyes, Feng Lang said nicely, "Yes, I saw you just now."

"But just now, the master told me that there are two little monsters in the western realm below, are they the two of them?"

He was not in a good mood at first, but after hearing Changji's words, he immediately relaxed and disappeared. He smiled and said, "You mean to say that the two ancient Demon Lords who haven't been on the battlefield for a long time are two little monsters? Why did you come here to eat a few people? Funny, funny!"

Chang Ji raised his eyes in doubt and asked: "Any monsters and the like are like little ones in front of the master, so the master sent me to take those two little monsters away."

He laughed uncontrollably, and forced himself to say: "Yes, yes, yes, the two of them are young people, I am afraid that Yunsu God of War is barely able to fight, if you go there, it is not enough for them to move their little fingers. There are indeed two people in the world." Little tiger demon, I already cleaned up when I came, so don't go and make such a joke."

"Huh? So I don't have to go?"

Changji was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly turned around and asked word by word: "Brother Fenglang, you just said that I shouldn't go over there to make fun of you? Did you?"

"No!"

He immediately denied it, straightened his expression and said: "Sister heard wrong, it must be because you have been running up and down every day recently, you must have heard wrong, it seems that I have completed this task for you, you must not thank me, let alone go here Come on, hurry back and report to the master!"

"Oh!" Changji turned around slowly, and walked away in doubt.

Feng Lang quickly escaped and went to the human world to find his master.

Today is the twelfth of August, the day when General Liang An was buried.

Feng Lang is in a good mood, and so is Sun.

The officials are in a bad mood!

The front of the general's mansion was crowded, and the noise of people was disturbing on a hot day.

Jun She and Mrs. Jun were walking in the corridor to tidy up, completely oblivious to the noise around them.

"Why does the sun look so unpleasant today?"

The grand master was so hot that he could barely open his eyes, but fortunately, he was dressed in white for the funeral today, so it wasn't too hot. In addition, he succeeded in losing weight a little over the past month, and his stomach has lost a circle of flesh, so walking is easier.

"Yes, yes, master, I'll wipe my body for you." Mrs. Taishi ran over on her chubby legs, shaking her fat, and wiped the sweat on Taishi's forehead with a silk handkerchief soaked in cold water.

Nearly a hundred ministers shook their heads and sighed in the face of the sun, and their families all set up tents in the streets and alleys.

Many ninth-rank officials who were digging a hole on the top of the mountain were sweating profusely and complaining endlessly. Their skin was darkened by the sun in January, and the civil servants didn't have much strength. Naturally, it took a long time to dig a hole.

"It's a shame. The last time I dug a hole three feet deep, the general came to the hole and looked at it and said, "Three feet is too shallow, so add another three and a half feet. Oh my god! It's intentional to torture people!" An official sat in the pit, his body was dirty, but his eyes were clean and bright.

An official next to him grinned with big white teeth: "It's finally finished today, you have to be happy, the general didn't let us build a mausoleum, he just asked General Loyalty and his soldiers to rest in this mountain, just dig a hole, just go through it with patience, You don't know, I've worked hard these days, and I've slept much better at night."

"Yes, yes! After hearing what you said, I just remembered that I have not suffered from insomnia in the past few nights, and it seems that it is good to work."

Another official came down the wooden ladder. Feeling that the pit was really cool, he wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and said, "Go up quickly, people will come after a while. Let's go, let's pack up these clothes quickly! Your Majesty today Come back and check, it can't be like this."

The few people in the pit yawned tiredly, and went up slowly.

There was a lot of people in front of the General's Mansion, and many ordinary people gathered to watch the excitement, but there was almost no Xia Chan's voice.

The chief supervisor shook the whisk in his hand and shouted in a high-pitched voice for a long time, but no one noticed them.

"Your Majesty is here! Everyone avoids you! Kneel down quickly!"

"Your Majesty is here! Back off quickly! Back off!"

The superintendent squeezed into the crowd, shouting and sweeping the shoulders of the crowd with his dust whisk, everyone suddenly realized that the crowd of onlookers knelt down in layers from the outside to the inside. Kneeling down on the ground while pulling and pressing, brushing and pulling, the voice became much quieter.

Sitting in the shed, the ministers closed their eyes and meditated, listening to the voice of the people getting quieter, not knowing what happened, they raised their eyelids a little, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The author has something to say:

We seem to be a few pawns falling from the void of the universe, and an invisible hand fiddles with the square we should be in. It seems that we have boundless power, but in fact we are more aware of where we should stand. Where, what to do.

This is probably the case in life.