The void, toward the clouds and stars.
A forward roll for two and a half weeks, then a front somersault of 360 degrees, and then a small jump, landing perfectly!
Niu Dafa finally regained his "dog chewing mud" posture from last time. When he turned around, he saw Feng Nanzhi holding the little princess and looking at him like a fool.
Feng Nanzhi: Is this the protector of my baby?
However, the little Aowu looked very happy. His mouth was open and he kept shouting "Aowwow" and "Aowwow".
"Your Majesty, my cow is back."
Niu Dafa hurriedly walked towards Feng Nanzhi and shouted: "Mrs. Chen asked me to tell your Majesty that she..."
"Mrs. Chen?" Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly when she heard the title. The little guy in her arms glanced at her mother, and then waved her little hand...
"stop……"
Niu Dafa's figure disappeared instantly!
…
who I am? where am I? What am I doing?
Niu Dafa fell heavily to the ground, and many question marks popped up in his mind.
"Am I... back?" Niu Dafa sat up and looked around. There were green grasslands. A sheep demon glanced at him, took two steps back, and pointed at the green grass on the ground.
That means: Have you eaten? If you haven’t eaten yet, why don’t we have some together?
Niu Dafa: Who do you look down on?
"My little ancestor is so naughty..." Niu Dafa sighed, re-arranged his dive landing posture, and waited for the call...
…
Finally, after sticking his butt out for a long time, Niu Dafa was called into Chaoyun Star again.
After landing, Niu Dafa first looked at his little ancestor.
Well, little ancestor fell asleep, which is good.
So Niu Dafa quickly stepped forward and told Feng Nanzhi about Yun Siyao's plan.
After listening to this, Feng Nanzhi fell silent.
Yun Siyao actually asked her to hand over all the important information about the Tiger Clan!
You must know that a rich family naturally has a rich heritage. It is not important to put this heritage on the table. The key is what is hidden underneath.
That is the foundation of a clan!
Now you want her to tell the truth?
Then didn’t he just sell out to the Tiger Clan?
Of course Feng Nanzhi understands Yun Siyao's saying that "the tiger clan will always be defeated," and he also knows that after Feng Bugui takes power, especially after the Presbyterian Council falls to Feng Bugui, the only way for the tiger clan to cut off their wrists is for a strong man to do so.
But...she is not willing to give in!
She knew too well that after the Tiger Clan's defeat, it would be difficult for them to stand up again.
In fact, her goal is not that big.
She just wanted to protect the Tiger Clan and maintain its independent status under the current trend of the human race.
But now, her efforts were in vain.
The inner struggle made her feel exhausted.
When did she start losing the authority of the empress for so many years?
By the way, it started from the first time I saw that bastard.
Do you regret it?
Feng Nanzhi glanced at the little meat dumpling sleeping peacefully in his hand, with milk bubbles still spitting out from his mouth, and felt a warmth surge in his heart.
If everything was for this little thing, no matter how difficult it was, she would still do it.
"By the way, Chen...Sister-in-law Yun asked me to tell you..." Noticing Feng Nanzhi's eyes, Niu Dafa said quickly, "Your Majesty and eldest brother's daughter should be the most noble princess on this earth!"
The wind stops in the south: o(′^｀)o
This is of course, Yun Siyao still needs to say it!
But then, a light flashed in Feng Nanzhi's mind.
yes!
How could I have forgotten this?
Even if the Tiger Clan loses, it will still be the little guy’s mother clan!
If the little guy is allowed to take charge of the tiger clan in the future...
That's all, let me, the mother, bear all the sins.
"What she said is wrong." Feng Nanzhi looked at Niu Dafa, his eyes shining with the light of hope, "This child is not a princess, but a future king!"
"I'm going to tell you some details about the Tiger Clan right now. Remember it all and don't make any omissions!" Feng Nanzhi took a deep breath and said, "Go over there and talk about it. Don't disturb the children while they sleep..."
…
Weihu Mountain.
Since the day when Feng Bu returned to his master, he mobilized his blood energy to cover up the starry sky.
At this time, he was sitting back where Feng Nanzhi had been, listening to his subordinates' reports.
"Clan Chief, currently the Sword Tiger line and the Nine-Tails line have agreed to leave the mountain. The Eight Heads line and the Shadow Tiger line have to wait for His Majesty's order. Especially the Shadow Tiger line is extremely determined and must see His Majesty. As for the Xuanhu’s lineage…”
"What do you mean by Xuan Hu's lineage?" Feng Bugui asked calmly.
"The envoy was directly blasted out, and Xuanyou Mountain was also sealed."
Feng Bugui sat up straight on the throne and said: "The Xuanhu lineage is the protecting lineage of the Tiger clan. If they don't want to interfere, just let them..."
"Bashou and Yinghu..." Feng Bugui raised his head, looking at where he was looking, and then looked back, "Feng Nanzhi has given them so many resources. So far, the Luanghun who is in charge of the lineage The situation is still the same as that of those who are immortal..."
The great sage below just wanted to burst his eardrums at this moment. Feng Bugui dared to say this when discussing the ancestor demon privately, but he didn’t dare to listen!
There are six branches of the Tiger Clan, and each branch has a Desolate Soul Realm to guard it. But as Feng Bugui said, the ancestral demons of Bazhu and Yinghu were actually people from a thousand years ago, especially the one from Yinghu's lineage. It is said that he has lived for more than two thousand years and has not been concerned about family affairs for a long time. .
Among the six currently sitting ancestral demons, the youngest is from the Wild Soul Realm of the Yihu lineage. He became enlightened six hundred years ago, around the same time that the Daxuan Dynasty of the human race was established. It is said that at that time, the Northern Barbarians invaded the human race, and the tiger tribe also took the opportunity to plunder a wave, and it was during this that that man got a great opportunity and successfully advanced to the Desolate Soul Realm.
"Go down..." Feng Bugui waved his hand, and the great sage quickly bowed and retreated, leaving the palace.
Feng Bugui looked at the shadow cast by the candlelight on the ground and said, "Continue hunting."
The shadow suddenly swelled, and there was a wolf-shaped shadow in the middle of the lake. The wolf shadow hesitated and said: "Master Tiger, if you use the knife too fast, it will break."
Feng Bugui's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "No, he will only break it when I let him break it."
"As long as the sword does its job well, I will take care of the rest!"
The wolf shadow nodded: "The shadow tiger pulse head is a good target."
After saying that, the wolf shadow was about to sink into the shadow again, but Feng Bugui waved his hand, and a bloody ray of light penetrated into the wolf shadow. The wolf shadow let out a muffled groan, and it could be seen that it was a little dazed to the naked eye.
"Remember, the knife can't talk!"
The wolf shadow did not stay any longer and escaped into the shadow again...
…
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
Feng Bugui's progress in controlling the Tiger Clan continues, but on the other side, in Daxuanling City, the rain still doesn't stop.
This is mostly the case during the rainy season in the south.
It started raining when Chen Luo left Guanzhu Square, and it has been five days now.
The pattering of rain gave this mausoleum city a layer of foggy feeling out of thin air.
Yesterday, people from Wenchang Pavilion blocked Guanzhu Square. It seemed that his anonymous reporting letter had an effect.
However, at the same time, the story of his rejection of the Tao in studying things was also quickly spread. For a time, praises such as "I seek my way is not the way of others" and "it is not a great Confucian who is better than a great Confucian" came one after another and were slapped on his head. There was an endless stream of people coming to visit, and the mere greeting made the bookboy Aping smile from ear to ear.
But these days, he has been thinking about the Fang family's way that he sensed from Ruan Zhu.
If this body hadn't followed the Confucian path, even he himself wouldn't have been able to feel that truth so clearly.
After all, the premise of the Tao is that you must be in the Tao.
The mysterious great scholar of the Fang family laid down "Heaven is the principle" in Ruan Bamboo. With Ruan Bamboo as the sky, all the principles used by Masters to examine objects must succumb to it and operate according to its principles.
However, unlike Fang Sheng's majestic and righteous "Heaven is Reason", this version of "Heaven is Reason" is full of evil.
It's just robbery!
To give an inappropriate example, one is the Forbidden City, where all the cultural relics are created and inherited by the nation; the other is the British Museum, where the cultural relics come from, hum...
However, evil will return to evil. This principle is much stronger than that of the Fang family who is "eternally friendly" to him.
Did he accidentally draw the Fang family's trump card?
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain!
Chen Luo was not in a hurry, because he knew that the other party would come to him sooner or later!
If not for anything else, it was for him to release the power of "Heaven is Reason" on the spot!
Sure enough, before the rain stopped, two figures appeared behind Chen Luo.
Chen Luo turned around, looked at the two figures, and suddenly smiled——
"It's a bit flattering to use two great scholars to invite Wang."
Half a quarter of an hour later, when the book boy Aping opened the door and asked Chen Luo to come to have a meal, he found that the room was empty, except for a cup of tea on the small table by the window.
…
Thirty miles outside the mausoleum city.
A small farmyard is located next to a pond. Frogs are croaking in the pond, which is quite wild.
Chen Luo followed the two silent scholars into the small courtyard. There was a thatched hut in the small courtyard. In the middle of the hut was a stove with a pot of tea boiling on it. Some baked refreshments. Next to the stove is a Go board, with not a single word left on the board.
When the two great scholars arrived here, they stopped moving forward. Instead, they motioned for Chen Luo to take a seat and wait. Then they retreated outside the small courtyard as if they were guarding.
Chen Luo looked at the two great scholars again, sighed softly, walked under the thatched shed, poured himself another bowl of tea, and seemed to begin to appreciate the world.
…
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.
I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
Chen Luo waited until the sun set and the moon rose, at midnight.
At this time, Chen Luo was minding his own chess game and had already reached the official stage.
The next moment, Chen Luo dropped a white piece on the chessboard, and a murderous intention suddenly rose from the chessboard. In an instant, the frogs in the pond stopped suddenly, and even the continuous drizzle seemed to have stopped for half a minute.
Until this time, the space in front of Chen Luo rippled, and the mysterious scholar Chen Luo had seen in Guanzhu Square appeared in front of Chen Luo. .
He didn't explain much, just stared at the chessboard in front of Chen Luo, and tacitly picked up the black stones and dropped them on the chessboard, as naturally as if he had been playing chess with Chen Luo all the time.
Chen Luo didn't seem to be surprised by the sudden appearance of this mysterious scholar, but quickly dropped another white stone.
After the two parties quickly made more than a dozen moves, the mysterious scholar placed the black piece in his hand in one position and finally spoke.
"you lose!"
On the chessboard, a dragon formed by black stones seemed to rise into the sky, trying to swallow up all Chen Luo's white stones.
But the next moment, the black dragon suddenly bit into Chen Luo's eyebrows, but just when the black dragon was about to touch Chen Luo, it suddenly disappeared.
Chen Luodan smiled: "The loser is the chess player, not me!"
The expression of the mysterious scholar changed from laughter to solemnity, and he looked at Chen Luo with piercing eyes.
Chen Luo's words sounded like rogue words, but they actually broke his spell.
Outsiders cannot see or enter this small courtyard world.
Because this is his home, country and world.
His technique has two levels. The first level is to sit alone in a straw hut. If you are impatient and your mood is a little chaotic, you will be affected by the "law of heaven" and become a part of this world.
Do you really think that the frogs croaking in the pond are frogs?
The second level is this chess game.
Regardless of winning or losing, as long as the opponent's mood is disturbed, it will also become a part of this world.
But the rogue words from the fourth-grade master opposite him actually made him feel uneasy, and he couldn't make a move.
"Confucianism is firm!" The mysterious scholar finally nodded, "Wang Yun, Wang Bo'an. I have never heard of a person like you among the scholars..."
"What's the name?" Chen Luo said casually, "It's just a shackle."
"Why should I put it on myself?"
Hearing this, the mysterious scholar nodded: "Your Excellency's views are quite a bit like the Zen Buddhism that has flourished recently."
"Could it be this force that dispersed the power of the truth in Guanzhu Square?"
Chen Luo smiled slightly and did not answer the other party directly, but looked around.
At this time, the frogs croaked again, the raindrops fell, and the teapot steamed. But if you look at it for a long time, you will find that——
This frog croaks, the first breath sounds three times, the second breath sounds six times, the third breath becomes two times, and the cycle repeats.
The same is true for raindrops. Every three breaths, the raindrops fall on the same position without any deviation. The speed of the rainwater dripping from the straw shed, the amount of water splashing on the ground, and the angle of the splash, Exactly the same.
And the flame under the teapot, with ten breaths as a cycle, the temperature rises and falls again and again.
Everything seems to be a written program, precise and precise.
You say he hasn't changed, he is changing every moment; but you say he has changed, as if everything is repeating.
"Is this your theory?" Chen Luo said softly.
"No, this is the way of heaven." The mysterious scholar smiled and shook his head, pointed at the stove, and then pointed at a scholar outside the small courtyard, and said, "This is his way!"
Then, he stretched out his hand, caught a drop of rainwater, pointed to another great scholar, and said, "This is his way."
Then, he shook off the rainwater on his hand, and it poured back into the sky like crazy. It quickly followed its original trajectory and landed in its original position, splashing the same water at the same angle.
"We all have our own reasons, but, God, he already has his own reasons."
"What we have to do is turn our Tao into the power of this principle so that everything can continue over and over again."
"At that time, no matter how powerful the outsider is, he will integrate into this world and become a part of the natural order."
"Isn't this bad?"
Chen Luo looked at the great scholar of the Fang family in front of him, and after a moment, he said, "Who are you?"
The great scholar of the Fang family raised his eyebrows, and just when he was about to deal with it, Chen Luo said again: "Who am I?"
Then, he pointed to the two great scholars standing outside and said, "Who is he? Who is he?"
The great scholar of the Fang family frowned slightly and remained silent.
"A drop of water that falls into the sea will never dry up; but is this drop of water still the drop of water it once was?"
"There are all living things, billions of creatures, but in this world, there is only one me!"
"The unique me!"
"And this world, isn't it precisely because of countless unique things that it shows vigorous vitality?"
"This frog's cry must have different ups and downs, and different distances, so that it can feel pleasant to the ears, and listen to it so that it does not disturb the nature."
"The raindrops must sometimes be misty and sometimes drifting. They come at an uncertain time and go at an uncertain number, so that they can moisten the world."
“If you don’t have the mind of Heaven, don’t try to learn from Heaven.”
Listening to Chen Luo's talk, the great scholar of the Fang family frowned and asked: "How big is the mind of heaven? You have such a big tone. Who in the whole world can say that you are so serious?"
"Of course there is." Chen Luo's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "The current martial arts master and Daxuan Dharma Prime Minister is Chen Luo and Chen Dongliu!"
"He wants everyone to be like a dragon and use the fireworks to practice in the world of mortals. How come he doesn't have the mind of heaven!"
"Chen Luo..." The great scholar of the Fang family did not rush to refute, but just thought for a moment and said, "His martial arts comes from the world of mortals, but the mortal world is complicated and people's hearts are treacherous."
"Even on the first-level road, a warrior can calm down the ape and tie up the horse, but this road is destined to be inseparable from the world of mortals. If he has been in the mortal world for a long time, the monkey will sometimes escape, and the horse will eventually break free!"
"It's destined to be a dead end."
This time it was Chen Luo's turn to be a little surprised.
Sima Lie said before that "deep love will not last long, and wisdom will be damaged" is actually the same truth. He cultivated the mortal realm to hide the sword and cast the scabbard in order to apply this patch. He did not expect that the wild Fang family scholar he met could actually see it. To this level of crisis in martial arts.
The other party is definitely not an ordinary person.
Seeing that Chen Luo was silenced by what he said, the great scholar of the Fang family also showed a smile.
"Whatever self is, it's all for human desire!"
"People have many desires and deceptions, and there is no certainty."
"Human desire lasts only a hundred years, only the laws of nature last forever!"
"Preserve heaven's principles and destroy human desires; this is the way of a saint!"
"Wang Yun, I see that you have extraordinary understanding and a firm Confucian spirit, and I am willing to accept you as my disciple. Are you willing to follow me to cultivate this way of heavenly principles?"
Chen Luo shook his head: "I have a right!"
The great scholar of the Fang family sneered: "Maybe you can compare with me?"
"Don't think that if you break my magical power, this path will be vulnerable."
"I just want to test you, so I'm going to be merciful!"
"The two great Confucians standing outside were once great Confucian scholars, but they are still convinced by my ways. The opportunity is in front of you, why do you refuse!"
Wang Yun looked at the great scholar of the Fang family, and after a moment, he smiled: "Are you afraid of me?"
The great scholar of the Fang family sighed after hearing this.
"Stubborn!"
"That's fine!"
After saying that, the great scholar of the Fang family kept talking to Chen Luo, and then disappeared. The next moment, the rain shelter suddenly disappeared, and the pattering rain fell directly on Chen Luo. The frogs croaking in his ears became louder and louder. It shook Chen Luo's soul.
"Wang Yun, let me see, what do you mean?"
The rain wet Chen Luo's clothes, and two streaks of blood left Chen Luo's ears. Chen Luo's figure seemed to slowly begin to disappear.
"Alas..." Chen Luo sighed leisurely.
Chen Luo stretched out a hand, and a flower slowly grew in his palm.
"When I don't look at this flower, this flower and my heart go to silence together."
"When I look at this flower, the color of this flower becomes clear for a moment."
Chen Luo slowly closed his eyes, and in an instant, a meaning emanated from Chen Luo's body. This meaning suddenly spread and directly enveloped the small courtyard of the Fang family.
In this meaning, the raindrops in the sky slowly dissipated, and the frogs in the pond gradually stopped.
"At this moment, there is light in my heart, and there must be light in the world!" Chen Luo said again, and then opened his eyes. Immediately, a sun appeared in the sky above the small courtyard, and the sun shone brightly.
Under the sunlight, the small courtyard, wooden house, stove, pond... all slowly dissipated. Chen Luo's eyes were filled with flowers. He was sitting cross-legged among the mountains and forests. Looking at the sky, it was not that long since he left his residence. How long.
At this time, a blue beam of light rose from the sky from his body and shot directly into the clouds.
At this moment, Wang Yun stepped out of the fourth-grade Confucian realm and was promoted to the third-grade Confucian!
What he cares about is his own heart!
Opposite him, the Fang family scholar looked at Chen Luo in surprise.
"You...what's your point?"
"The principles put forward by Mr. Lu Xiangshan..." Chen Luo smiled lightly, "I, Wang, am not talented, so I would like to be called 'Heart is Reason'!"
"There is nothing outside the heart, and there is no reason outside the heart!"
"I don't recognize your heavenly principles!"
The great scholar of the Fang family listened to Chen Luo's statement and stared at Chen Luo.
"Crooked! You are crooked!"
But then, the great scholar of the Fang family looked at the sky in the distance and said: "This principle has many flaws. We will meet again in the future."
After saying that, the Fang family scholar turned around and was about to leave. Chen Luo asked, "Your Excellency, can you leave your name?"
The great scholar of the Fang family glanced at Chen Luo, and finally said calmly: "Everyone calls me Master Fang!"
Then he disappeared.
"Master Fang?" Chen Luo frowned, this title seemed familiar!
But before Chen Luo could think about it, a blue rainbow flew over, and the majestic Haoran righteousness spread. Chen Luo only heard the sound of tongue-splitting spring thunder——
"Leng Hanbing, the deputy master of Wenchang Pavilion, I don't know which fellow scholar is so powerful and has become a great scholar here that he came here to pay his respects!"
…
Just when the man who called himself "Master Fang" left, in a small temple in the Western Region, Fang Zhigu, wearing cassock, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Daxuan.
"Wang Bo'an?"
On the other side, in a Taoist temple in Daxuan, the purple-robed Taoist prince who was smiling and watching a group of Taoist disciples practicing swords also changed his expression slightly and looked towards the south.
"Wang Yun?"
