Infinite true path

In this way, three days passed in a flash. Nothing changed in the past three days, and Wei Qianlong and Wei Bujue never appeared again. This made the neighbors who had been worried about Huan Yin and his wife slowly feel relieved.

Huan Yin and the others naturally did not take this matter to heart. He still made swords every day, got up early every day to watch the sunrise, and chatted with the neighbors about daily life, living happily.

This morning, Huan Yin came to the door before dawn, sharpening his sword rustlingly. He turned around and saw that Lu Shu had just walked out.

"Mr. Lu, can you tell me your insights today?" Huan Yin said to Lu Shu with a smile.

Lu Shu nodded: "It seems that the sun will definitely come out today. I will tell you about it after I take a look again."

Huan Yin said: "Okay, thank you sir."

While the two were talking, the sky was already glowing with red light. Huan Yin stopped what he was doing, looked at the sky intently, and began to realize.

Not long after, Chuyang finally showed a sign, and gold slowly appeared in the red light on the horizon. Huan Yin stared at it, unwilling to let go of this process.

He has not had time to appreciate the power of heaven and earth for a long time. This time, becoming a mortal has given him such an opportunity to observe and figure it out.

In fact, all great avenues and magical powers all come from the world between heaven and earth, and they all originate from the various forces in heaven and earth. The so-called cultivation means to understand and observe like Huan Yin is doing now. The so-called training refers to the many hardships he has experienced over the years and the various opportunities he has gained.

Huan Yin's "refining" is far superior to ordinary people, but his "cultivation" is greatly lacking.

Most of the monks in this world have higher cultivation levels than the younger ones. It is precisely because they spend more time in "cultivation" and have more insights. Even if you are a mortal, nothing can be better than this. Among mortals there are masters and bachelors, most of whom are over fifty years old, precisely because they have seen a lot, experienced a lot, and learned a lot.

Lu Shu is now over fifty years old. His observations and insights into the world are much greater than those of Huan Yin.

Finally, the sun finally rose into the sky, and the early sun was no longer there. Huan Yin let out a gentle breath, but felt a little regretful in his heart.

During this more than a month of observation, Huan Yin actually realized some things from Chuyang Shangming other than tearing the night, but he can't sum up the truth of these things now. He feels vague and difficult to understand. Puncture.

Sometimes he would often think about how great it would be if the first sun could last longer every day. However, "cultivation" is such a doorway. If you want to realize it, you only have a few hours in a day. If you want to be able to gain something, you have to accumulate it every day.

Finally, Huan Yin turned around and bowed respectfully to Lu Shu: "Mr. Lu, can you give me some advice for this junior?"

Lu Shu smiled, feeling that Huan Yin's set of etiquette was very useful. He, a failed scholar, lives in this urban alley and is forced by life. As for being called poor by neighbors every day, although he accepted it and knew that the neighbors did not mean any harm, he still felt a little sad in this life.

Huan Yin was the only one who addressed him as sir. His etiquette was as good as everyone else's, and he had the temperament of a scholar, which was very good. Not only that, Lu Shu could see the sincerity in Huan Yin's eyes. He called him "sir" and treated him with courtesy not just pretending, but from the bottom of his heart.

"I can see the 'chu' in the chuyang." Lu Shu finally spoke, and his face began to look brighter.

"At the beginning?" Huan Yin seemed to have caught something in his heart and asked.

Lu Shu nodded: "Yes, in my opinion, the difference between the early sun, the scorching sun, and the setting sun, etc., lies in the word 'initial'. The first is the beginning. The light shining from the early sun can be called It is the beginning of light, although it is weak, it cannot be left without it.”

"Because without the beginning, the light of the scorching sun will lose its source, and the setting sun will no longer exist. The beginning is the source of all the light in the day, it is fundamental and irreplaceable. If there is no beginning, then There is no ups and downs, no end.”

"With the beginning, there is the source of all possibilities, there is hope, and there are seeds. Therefore, my experience can be summed up in three words: beginning, beginning, source!"

"Chu... Shi... Yuan, Shimang!" Huan Yin repeated softly, and the feeling of grabbing something was more obvious. He bowed deeply to Lu Shu and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Lu, for your teaching. I will be very grateful to you."

After saying that, Huan Yin turned around, stopped practicing his sword, walked directly into the courtyard and closed the door.

Lu Shu's words inspired Huan Yin a lot. He needed to digest what he said, so when he returned to the courtyard, he found a stool and sat down. He closed his eyes and began to constantly recall the form of Chu Yang to explore the traces of Chu Yang. The power of the beginning.

Ruan Shushu noticed Huan Yin's strange behavior, so she didn't disturb him and didn't even ask him to eat breakfast. At noon, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door of Huanyin's house, which startled Ruan Shushu who was embroidering.

"Everyone in the house, come out quickly, or I'll knock on the door!" A man's voice came from outside, very rude.

Ruan Shushu walked out into the courtyard and saw Huan Yin frowning and opening his eyes.

Huan Yin stood up, walked to the door of the courtyard, unbolted the door, opened the door, and saw a group of officers and soldiers standing outside, all looking at him with ferocious expressions.

Behind these officers and soldiers, many neighbors were looking around, all frowning, worried about Huan Yin.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Huan Yin asked calmly.

The leading officer and soldier was a middle-aged man, and he shouted: "You have committed a crime, and you are asking me what's the matter?"

Huan Yin looked confused: "What crime did I commit?"

The officer and soldier said: "Did someone die here yesterday?"

Huan Yin nodded, and the officer and soldier said: "Was it the sword you made that killed him?"

Huan Yin nodded again, and the officer and soldier immediately shouted: "Then why are you asking, follow me!" As he said that, he directly asked the people behind him to come up and tie Huan Yin up.

Huan Yin knew that someone was targeting him, and it was probably Wei Bujue's side. Even if he explained, it would be useless now. So he wanted to go and see what was going on.

So, Huan Yin did not resist, and let the officers and soldiers tie him up tightly. The soldier sneered: "You are quite honest. Why were you not honest when you committed a crime?"

Huan Yin ignored him, and the soldier wanted to take Huan Yin away, but heard the leader shout: "Wait!"

Huan Yin looked at him and found that his eyes were staring at Ruan Shushu, and then said: "Why is this young lady so beautiful? She must be an accomplice, take her back to me, hahahaha."

Huan Yin's aura suddenly changed, and he shouted: "You dare!"

His shout scared the leading soldier so much that he felt like his soul flew away. Although he didn't know why, he was shocked, so he stopped looking at Ruan Shushu and took Huan Yin and a group of soldiers away directly.

Ruan Shushu walked to the door and shouted to Huan Yin: "Husband, come back early for dinner."

Huan Yin turned around and smiled: "Okay, I won't delay."

...

After a long while, the people finally left, and Wang Po ran to Ruan Shushu and said anxiously: "Your husband was captured by the soldiers, and you still expect him to come back for dinner tonight?"

Wang Po obviously thought that Ruan Shushu had never seen the world and didn't understand that her husband was being plotted against and was in danger.

Who knew that Ruan Shushu smiled gently: "Grandma, he's fine. He will definitely come back for dinner." After saying that, regardless of how surprised Wang Po was, she turned around, walked into the door, bowed to Wang Po, and closed the courtyard door.

...

The east of Qingzhou City is the location of the imperial palace, and it is also the residence of various dignitaries and big merchants.

In the afternoon, many people saw a team of soldiers escorting a young man into the Fifth Prince's Mansion, and they never came out again.

This young man was naturally Huan Yin. After being taken to the Tianlao of the Prince's Mansion, he was directly locked up.

After waiting for more than an hour, no one asked Huan Yin. He estimated that it was almost time to have dinner if he walked back slowly. He thought that no one cared about him and he would not get any meaningful information if he stayed like this, so he prepared to leave.

However, as soon as he stood up, a series of footsteps came, and then he saw Wei Bujue and two servants walking outside his prison, and said coldly: "Do you still recognize me?"

Huan Yin replied: "It turned out to be you."

A servant behind Wei Bujue said angrily: "What do you mean you, this is my little prince of Qingzhou!"

Huan Yin ignored him, and Wei Bujue laughed: "Do you know who you have offended? You are a foreigner, and you should live a timid life in a strange place. When I killed someone that day, you dared to lend him a sword. Are you tired of living?"

Huan Yin looked at him, Still no words, Wei Bujue was surprised: "Are you scared silly?"

Huan Yin felt that he had known what he should know, and finally said impatiently: "Have you finished? I should go back to eat."

Wei Bujue was furious and shouted: "Damn it, you are about to die and still talk to me like this, I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. Go in and chop him up for me, a lowly person, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! I'll let you reincarnate and eat the food of the underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two servants behind him had red lights, and drew a long knife from behind, ready to open Huan Yin's prison door.

At this moment, a roar spread throughout the prison: "Wei Bujue, if you dare to touch that big brother, I will kill you!" This voice was exactly Wei Qianlong's.