"Oh, you haven't accepted him as a disciple yet, why?" Daojun Fenghua refused to be vague. He keenly sensed something from the other party's subtle attitude.
Although he had only met the child a few times, he had a certain control over his temperament. Considering the other party's current status, he must not be an ordinary disciple if he said the words "I appreciate it very much".
True Lord Yuan Heng was stunned when he heard this and shook his head: "It's inappropriate." No matter from any aspect.
These words were vague, and people couldn't figure out what they meant. Zhenjun Fenghua was also a little confused for a while.
But as the person who knows True Lord Yuan Heng best, Tu Kong is different. His expression immediately changed, and his face became a little gloomy: "Why is it inappropriate?"
True Lord Yuanheng was asked. Why is it inappropriate... Of course it is inappropriate. There was indeed a reason, but it was also a consideration that even he himself found ridiculous. He had a hunch that if he really spoke out these "coquettish" thoughts, Zhenjun Tukong would not just be angry.
Looking into those eyes that seemed to be forbearing, True Lord Yuanheng sighed secretly, his eyes slightly shifted: "Disciple can't."
"Asshole!" What are you hesitating about? It’s good to not learn, but I learned this, this… completely! Zhenjun Tukong seemed to have understood something from his unfinished words. When he saw the other party's acquiescence without any rebuttal, he was even more angry and trembling, and his hands on the desk were clenched tightly.
True Lord Yuan Heng lowered his head, feeling inexplicably complicated. I didn't know what to say for a moment.
In fact, he never thought that he would form such a deep bond with that little girl who seemed inconspicuous at first glance.
At the beginning, it was just a simple feeling of cherishing talents, but as time went by, he developed the affection of an elder. After getting to know each other thoroughly, he was touched by the simple and pure soul of the other person.
What kind of person is Ningxia? If Zhenjun Yuanheng were to answer, he would say... he is just an ordinary person.
Yes, that's right, an ordinary girl, this is the most essential thing hidden under the skin of her increasingly powerful monk.
What kind of people are cultivators? A group of people who are essentially arrogant, full of desire and pursuing power. Their original intention to become cultivators is destined to make their hearts harder than anyone else's.
The vast majority of monks, no matter how much they pretend to be gentlemen, are not really like those in the mortal world who carry the "blue-blooded heart" and are not afraid of being "broken into pieces". If you can sweep away the snow in front of your own door and avoid adding insult to injury, you are already a good person.
Ningxia doesn't look like a monk at all. She is more like those little girls in the mortal world whose life is short. She has the most common love and hatred among mortals, and every move she makes is full of human qualities.
However, she is a monk. As a result, her human qualities were infinitely amplified, and after being mixed with various wonderful memories, she finally became this monk with a contradictory temperament who looked more like a mortal.
This kind of mentality and characteristics are not only firmly rooted in her deep inside, but also reflected in her external energy. Ningxia's Qi has always been restrained, her aura is harmonious and self-contained, and it is easy for her to not leak out.
This is why there are always some people who don't know Ning Xia's diamond and always want to use her to build up their pitifully fragile self-esteem. Compared with those powerful people who can be directly sensed as not being easy to mess with, Ningxia's "ordinary person" aura looks easy to bully.
In short, contradictory temperaments have created Ningxia today. The other party is exactly like her combination of qualities, always doing some incredible and amazing things.
Cultivation, rebirth, and joining the world... are never separated. Only by keeping your original intention at all times can you achieve success.
Zhenjun Yuanheng also discovered from her the Taoist heart that was never perfect hidden deep in his heart.
At the beginning, the previous great masters retreated from the world and withdrew from the world chess game to seek further development. Their generation soon began to rise to prominence, gradually replacing the legends of the previous generation.
It was only at this time that True Lord Yuanheng came to the stage. Before, he was just a tough "rogue" who was well-known among all the major sects. During those days, his cultivation level increased rapidly, and he was promoted to Nascent Soul monk at a speed that ordinary monks could not imagine, and he completely stood his ground.
It's just that the glorious time was shorter than imagined. Day after day life continued to wear away his experience and aura. He could never regain the indomitable momentum and spirit he had in the past, and he could even feel that something as hard as iron in his body was constantly decaying.
...Maybe this is the limit. There was a cold voice in the heart of Zhenjun Yuanheng.
Just like all predecessors, after passing through the prime of life full of hope and vitality, they got stuck at a certain node. From then on... the sky that can be seen is only so big.
He realized very clearly that this sky was incomplete and restricted the pace of all of them. This is also the reason why generations of predecessors have chosen to retire in their heyday. They all feel the limitations imposed on them by this world.
Only by withdrawing from the distractions, cultivating quietly, finding the true self, and investing in a more essential state can we make further progress.
Even without waiting for the next generation of young monks to emerge, Zhenjun Yuanheng became the first man of the hour to retire. He seemed to have fallen into this long-lasting state of emptiness, feeling the cultivation in his body gradually improve in the blankness.
After a hundred years of dreaming, when I woke up it was a different scene, but this world remained unchanged.
He fell asleep and woke up again, repeated several times, and hundreds of thousands of years passed by inadvertently, and his brightly beating heart became calm.
Until he woke up not long ago, he let go of his consciousness and heard some different sounds, which were the fresh breath of young disciples. He came out as soon as his heart moved. He just wanted to take a stroll, but he was really caught. True Lord Yuan Heng can no longer return to his past state of isolation.
If he hadn't accidentally left seclusion and met her this time, Zhenjun Yuanheng would not have known how many more years it would have taken for him to understand this truth.
Perhaps he had wanted to take this child under his wing for more than a moment, but in the end he gave up the idea due to various reasons. The deeper the bond, the more he carries. As the head brother said... this child is destined not to be bound by this narrow sky.
Now he just wants to see how far this girl who has brought changes to him can go?
He raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhenjun Tu Kong: "She doesn't need it either."
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The man looked down at the stubborn young man below with a complicated expression, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "This is my choice."
The scroll of memory is cracked inch by inch, and as time goes by, things have changed and people have changed. The young True Lord has grown old, and the stubborn young man he once was is no longer there.
…This is also the disciple’s choice.
