The breeze washes away the dust, and the sound of pines purifies the heart. At the foot of the Defeng Ancient Road, a young man in a black gown held the road map in his hand. After confirming it repeatedly, he breathed a sigh of relief:
"It seems that we are on the right track. The ancient path of virtue that Senior Xia mentioned is here."
The young man's hair is purple and red, and there are two gorgeous horns on his head. Although he does not look like a human race, his overall temperament is quite harmonious, making it difficult for people to feel disgusted.
Judging from his appearance and conversation, it is Ning Yuan, one of the four people who came to this miserable state from the Four Realms.
As early as more than a hundred years ago, Ning Yuan was full of yearning for misery, because according to his husband, it was a broader world and his hometown.
However, he was born and grew up in the Tower of Mercy Light. He has been valued by his master and the Realm Master since he was a child, so he should take the thousands of people as his priority and shoulder that responsibility.
Identity brings rights and responsibilities, as well as pressure. It even requires people to make choices. Everything must be considered. Even if the overall interests are not put first, it cannot harm the overall interests, even for the Tower of Metta. Bringing disaster.
My husband once said that this is not something they should bear at their age, but the world is like this and the world is like this.
The senior classmate also said to them: The people of their generation are all excellent. When they grow up smoothly, they will be able to do something great if they cooperate with each other.
However, for them at that time, the Tower of Metta was big enough, but for the senior, it was too small, and he would not focus on the Tower of Metta.
No matter what, they all cherished those last moments:
In the first ten years, my husband began to teach them personally, and the content he taught was more comprehensive and profound than before. The daily sparring was done by his senior students, which laid a very solid foundation for their practice. Base.
Day after day, they absorbed that knowledge and began to forge their own path, each day gaining more than the previous day.
During that time, they often secretly competed to see who could make faster progress and leave a deeper impression on their husband.
In the second decade, as they officially graduated, the construction of the Tower of Metta began to get on track. Then, they discovered that there was still a big gap between ideals and reality.
Tall buildings rise from the ground, and the foundation is none other than education. Everyone scorns the decadent system of the Burning Mansion, Buddha Prison and the Killing Island, but the original system of the Tower of Mercy is not that good either.
The more freedom of speech is flaunted, the less freedom there is. Fortunately, there is still time to change.
The foundation of reform is education, and conversely, education is also a part of reform. Only when all the people of the Tower of Metta are literate and have the corresponding cultural foundation can the next step be implemented.
After all, if you don't even know the words, it can only prove that the level of civilization in this country is worrying.
To take a step back, if you don’t even understand the directions of the meridians in the book, how can you understand the secrets of martial arts? How to practice martial arts, even the most basic ones, which are used to strengthen the body, also require corresponding cultural heritage.
This road is very long, and it is also very difficult. They know this, but they still walk on the road unswervingly.
It wasn't until the third decade that the large framework of the Tower of Metta was completed. My husband and his senior brother left the Four Realms and went to the broader world called the Suffering Realm. Since then, there has been no news from them.
In the years that followed, he cooperated with Huai Sheng Qiao, Wei Zi, Wu Yi, Fu Ying and others. They were like forerunners, exploring together on a new road to build the Tower of Metta.
It's not that no one wants to go to a foreign land, but they can't. They can't let go of their responsibilities, and they don't want to let down their husband and the world master.
Until more than ten years ago...
The arrival of a person from a foreign land lifted the fog for everyone who was confused, and continued the previous path, causing the situation in the Tower of Metta to change again.
Later they found out that the man was the master's senior brother, and it was the master who asked him to come to the Tower of Compassionate Light to take care of and help them.
It turns out that Mr. always remembered them.
The original burden on their shoulders was shared by the senior named Xia Yan. For a moment, they seemed to have returned to the time when they were still studying in the academy.
Then, they were rehabilitated, just like the teacher gave them a lecture back then.
Ten years not only freed them from the detours of the past, but also clarified the way forward for them, whether it was the construction of the Tower of Metta or cultivation.
After hearing that there was an opportunity to go to the Difficult Realm to experience it, everyone who was looking forward to it was actually a little hesitant at first, not just at the beginning, but also hesitant now.
The purpose of going to a difficult situation is to experience it, but they don't know how to face it.
"well."
Looking up at the steps, Ning Yuan sighed, then put away the road view map and took steps.
The two of them, brother and sister, are the lives conceived by the evil Fumu of the Tower of Compassionate Light. They were born without a father or a mother. In other words, the Fumu is their parents. However, the Fumu itself has no intelligence. .
However, they were able to communicate with Lin Chongyang through Greedy Fumu, so in the hearts of Ning Yuan and others, Lin Chongyang's status was extremely special.
Climbing the steps step by step, the scene in front of you is solemn and distant, quiet and peaceful. It is a completely different experience from the Tower of Metta.
Ning Yuan didn't know what attitude he should take when facing the person he was going to meet next. He had too many things in his heart that he wanted to tell the other person.
At this moment, the firm footsteps and the confused heart formed a sharp contrast in the sound of pine waves, until——
"Ning Yuan?"
A soft call awakened the lost man from his memories. It turned out that he had arrived in front of the mountain gate unknowingly.
"gentlemen."
Thousands of words in my heart are reduced to just two words after meeting the person.
"When did you come?"
Although the hair color of the person in front of him was completely different from that of back then, Ning Yuan felt that the gentleman should be like this, with unparalleled elegance, the confidence shown in every gesture, and the fear and arrogance of his body, just like back then.
At this moment, he didn't know how to speak. Should he say that he had been in trouble for a while? Or should I say...
Without waiting for Ning Yuan to answer, Lin Chongyang continued: "We didn't encounter any danger on the road, right? The atmosphere in the misery has been good these years, let's go, it's not a place to talk outside."
"good."
Just like that, Lin Chongyang, who had just left the mountain gate, turned around and returned, with Ning Yuan following him, leaving only the Confucian scholars guarding the mountain gate, looking at each other.
They thought that the person who came this time was the same as the swordsman named Yuan Bahuang last time, who came to challenge.
As a result, looking at this situation, it seems that there is something else hidden.
"What to do now?" one of them said.
Another person replied: "Si Le is also not from the human race, and it's not a big deal."
Since ancient times, De Feng Ancient Way has been practicing teaching without distinction. As long as everyone learns the same culture, it does not matter whether they are human or not in the eyes of Confucian scholars.
