The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

Zisang Junyan looked at Yetan in the crowd.

No one can see the emotion from that ascetic and quiet face, but everyone knows that for this man who looks indifferent, even if he is holding a hoe and weeding in a serious manner, he looks like a swordsman holding a sword. The person who is so beautiful that he can't even imagine it is the one where all his feelings are tied.

Ye Tan also knew this.

Yetan likes watching Zisang Junyan and watching him do everything.

Whether it is practicing swords, or meditating, is alone with no expression, or standing in the crowd.

Is it indifferent but patiently and calmly pulling out the evil spirits of a group of old men and women, or standing on the roof to repair the leaky houses of the old people in the village, or weeding the barren spiritual fields with that handsome and dignified face? farming.

All Zisang Junyan and Ye Tan like it very much.

He especially likes to look at Zi Sang Junyan, whom he has never seen before.

Seeing Zi Sang Junyan, who was used to being feared and feared by a group of monks in the cultivation world, and Zi Sang Junyan, who was surrounded by a group of villagers laughing and laughing, the latter was more interesting.

Although, Zisang Junyan is still Zisang Junyan.

What was Zisang Junyan like when he was besieged by the top monks in the comprehension world, and what was Zisang Junyan like when he was surrounded by these old people who were only a little stronger than ordinary people.

The same ascetic and calm, indifferent and calm face, the old monsters who have lived for thousands of years are afraid of death, and they are regarded as inhuman monsters. These villagers, whose life span is only a short hundred years, seem to adapt well.

Aside from the fact that he was a little rusty and cautious when they first met, and soon disappeared, it seemed that in their eyes, this expressionless man was really just an ordinary casual cultivator who traveled and practiced, and he might have some mysterious and powerful abilities, but It's people like them.

Zisang Junyan in the crowd was still silent, and he didn't blend into it. There was no warmth on his face, and there was no more twitch in his eyes.

However, Ye Tan liked it very much.

He himself doesn't like too much noise, crowds, or being in the sun and warm wind.

But it doesn't prevent him from knowing that it's all good.

Yetan hoped that if Zisang Junyan was in such a clear and beautiful place, he should look like he should be in it.

He likes to see Zisang Junyan, who is loved by the world, and the way Zisang Junyan, who is loved by the world, looks at Him from the crowd.

—No need to go to Him, no need to stay with Him.

——It’s good to stand in the sunshine and look back at Him in the vibrant vegetation.

Just like, the lone wolf walking from the snowy area, bathed in the sun and carried the silver moon of the wasteland, passing through the grass and trees, reflected in his lake.

The lake is still and the flowers don't grow in new places, but that doesn't stop the lake from liking the lone wolf to have them.

Yetan's eyes were clear and gentle, and he narrowed his eyes lightly, wanting Zisang Junyan to know that he didn't feel neglected or lonely.

Zisang Junyan's feelings are tied to him, how could he feel lonely?

Zisang Junyan lifted his footsteps towards him for a moment, and soon stood on the spot again.

The eyes like Changye Hantan are focused, quiet and profound.

In his line of sight, in the warmth of harmony and vitality, that clear and beautiful flower is alone on the edge of warmth.

Sitting next to Yetan was a thin little girl, with worn clothes and withered hair, only her face was clean, and her clear eyes did not smile.

These two people, they seem to be the same.

It seems that they were warmly forgotten together by the fireworks of this harmonious world, and it seems that they abandoned this world first.

Zisang Junyan stopped in Yetan's gentle and clear eyes and didn't walk over, but he kept paying attention afterwards.

Ye Tan and the little girl were not very close.

Not only Ye Tan Wuxin, but also the little girl kept a certain distance from Ye Tan.

But ignoring that little distance, the way they see the world is surprisingly consistent.

Someone is closer to his flower than he is.

Perhaps, after understanding why this little girl behaved like this, one can understand why Ye Tan doesn't like this world.

But Zisang Junyan didn't start with that little girl.

He always likes the most direct way.

"What's wrong with these?"

Zisang Junyan wanted to ask Yetan directly.

However, Ye Tan himself did not know the answer.

Yetan's eyes were clear, without any shadow: "Maybe it's because I never grew up here from the beginning, I grew up in a place without sunlight and temperature."

Not only is there no sunlight and temperature, but the hell is far below the sky, and in the snow valley, it is even lower under the underworld, abandoning the world and the nether world.

Spring breeze, sunshine, warmth, human fireworks, all these are very good, but this flower does not belong to these.

He has never seen it before, but now that he has seen it, he just feels that these are very good, but no matter how good they are, they have nothing to do with him.

Yetan knew what Zisang Junyan wanted to do, but...

He said: "Udumbara is the flower of salvation, devouring the demons and catastrophes of future gods and Buddhas. The moment the flower blooms, it is a sign of auspiciousness and purity, but it exists by itself and is not under the light of the world. How can you plant Udumbara if you are out of the gods?"

He himself was born with the demons in the world, and feeds on the demons.

Zisang Junyan heard it but there was no disturbance. He knew it, but he didn't believe it.

"I've seen where the problem is."

This village is too typical, like a miniature version of the world of self-cultivation, where the human fireworks and evil spirits are extremely balanced.

I have seen the darkest and most chaotic appearance of these people's hearts. Even if I see the clear light and warmth after the dirty air has settled, I will believe that the darkness and chaos are the true nature of the human heart.

What the little girl saw consciously was the most filthy and ugly side of these people after being polluted by evil spirits. Even if the pollution was cleaned up and everyone returned to their original pure appearance, in her eyes, these are now fake , the world and these people will return to the way they were before sooner or later.

The coldest and selfish eyes and faces of these people have been engraved into her consciousness and become the original face of the world.

No matter how warm the sun is, no matter how warm the smiles of the adults are, no matter how beautiful the world is, in the eyes of the bullied little girl, no matter how much she likes it, she cannot believe it is true. outside of the beauty.

To this world, Ye Tan is just like that little girl.

Since Zisang Junyan wanted him to like the fireworks in the world, he shouldn't let him see the evil spirits on the other side of these wonderful people.

Xuan Ye has already shown Yetan the suffering of all living beings, the desire of all living beings that cause this suffering, and the evil of all living beings behind this desire.

Zisang Junyan's fireworks in the world must have a stronger power than desire and evil to heal this Udumbara's sickness to the world.

For example, to cover up the darkness and only see the purest white.

Shadows make sunlight brighter and hotter, but for plants accustomed to shadows, that warm white makes the world darker.

Zisang Junyan knew, but he was unwilling to cover up and lie to Yetan.

"I want to show you what I see."

Ye Tan emerald eyes only had clear, unguarded gentleness, he nodded: "Yes."

He is not interested in this world, nor does he care about life and death.

But He is always curious about Zisang Junyan, wanting to know what he likes and why he likes it, what he sees in his eyes, what he thinks in his heart when he closes his eyes in silence.

I want to know what the world looks like in Zisang Junyan's eyes.

Why, it was different from what Ye Tan knew and thought.

……

The young and strong villagers who faintly rejected and feared but did not dare to act rashly, and could only pretend to turn a blind eye, also changed on a certain day.

Old people who fully accept and like Zi Sang Junyan, because the quilt Sang Junyan has pulled out the evil spirits, have become more and more peaceful, and the atmosphere at home has become much warmer.

A young man was injured outside and was carried back, and the village medical practitioners were unable to recover. At this time, the old people thought of the wandering cultivator who had traveled.

Although the other party said that he was not a medical practitioner, he cured many people's illnesses.

This time, their luck was not bad. This level of injury was something that Zisang Junyan could "handle with ease".

After that, these people with the heaviest miscellaneous and demonic aura were sent to Zi Sang Junyan by the elders of the family one after another.

Zisang Junyan cleared away the miscellaneous qi in the whole village one after another.

That day, a group of people came back here.

The little girl who had been following Ye Tan from a certain distance ran fast and rushed towards the entrance of the village.

The mature, stable and majestic man in the lead showed a kind smile on his face when he saw the running child.

He opened his broad chest, picked up the thin child, and threw it on his strong arms: "Daughter has grown taller."

The little girl hugged his head and cried, "Why did you come back? I don't want Daddy anymore."

"It's all daddy's fault, did someone bully you?"

She was sobbing, shaking her head for a while, nodding for a while.

Said no, she was fine.

She also said that many people bullied her, and her father beat bad people.

"Daddy will never leave again."

The man is a monk, and so is his wife. Their aptitude is not bad, and they were once the best among the young people in the village. They left the village together to make a fortune.

However, his wife failed to come back, and her soul was buried in another country.

He is back now, bringing back his wife's remains, and also his last dream about cultivation and the world of comprehension.

"In the future, Dad will never leave."

On the second day after the son brought the ashes of his daughter-in-law, the old mother finally passed away. She was already very old.

Ye Tan watched quietly.

In this continent, there are geniuses like Jiu Shichen, who have been full of bumpy roads since birth, but there are more ordinary people like this.Life is smooth and ordinary, with a little ability to establish the world, only when you look up can you realize that the world is vast.

The greatest sorrow and joy is parting from life and death, but this wave of ups and downs only happens once in a lifetime.

Countless deaths in life seem to be so natural and peaceful, with no resentment, no enmity, and no demons in the heart.

Their sorrows, joys, desires, and hardships are also the sufferings of all living beings, the desires of all living beings, and the evil of all living beings.

But this evil is just a little bit of fireworks in the world.

The lights are lit in the long night, and the lights are blown out in the morning.

Send away the sorrow of yesterday and welcome the light of tomorrow.

Life is short, so sorrow is also short, but looking at it in a lifetime, it is long.

Only immortal cultivators with long lives are stuck in the demons of the past, day after day.

But still, cultivate this longevity.