Floating like a dream, live up to your first love

For several days, unless necessary, Hua Qiangu avoided seeing Bai Zihua, knowing that he had done nothing wrong, but still had resentment toward him, always feeling in her heart that if it wasn't for him, her sister would not have died, In fact, she knew better than anyone else that her elder sister died for her, if Bai Zihua was the only person trapped that day, her elder sister would not even take a look.

The breeze was blowing, sending bursts of peach blossom rain, Hua Qiangu walked unhurriedly along a small path on the mountain behind Jueqing Temple, after several days of recuperation, her body has recovered [-]% to [-]%, but for some reason, There is always a strange aura fluctuating in her body, and every time it erupts, her whole body seems to explode, and Bai Zihua is always needed to convey her true qi and guide the air flow.

Bai Zihua told her that Sha Qianmo gave her his inner alchemy before he died, and the reason why she felt uncomfortable from time to time was because her body couldn't bear Sha Qianmo's profound cultivation, and it was difficult to integrate it with herself.

Today, the sun was shining brightly, and You Ruo was not in the Palace of Unrequited Love, so she came out for a walk.

Suddenly, she heard the rustling of leaves, but it was completely different from the chaotic and chaotic sounds when the wind blows in the usual days. It seemed to be playing music regularly. Her hearing has always been sensitive, and she quickly found a piece of back mountain by following the sound. Coniferous forest.

But seeing Bai Zihua's white robe fluttering with the wind, a long sword dancing in his hand, the white robe fluttering, the cold light flickering, the single sword trembling, the sound of Lingling vibrating leisurely, the pine and cypress needles around him followed his swordplay Su fell, but did not land on the ground, but danced with the sword wind.

In fact, the sun is rising high, the wind blows the treetops, and the flowers fall in the forest. Bai Zi has a handsome face and a calm expression. He is clearly practicing swords, but he seems to be cultivating his mind. Fluttering like riding the wind to go back, becoming immortal.

Hua Qiangu became obsessed with watching without knowing it, and her heart couldn't help beating.

Suddenly seeing a person flying far away in the air, Hua Qiangu quickly dodges and hides behind a tree.But seeing that disciple respectfully said something in front of Bai Zi's picture, and Bai Zi's picture was sad, she became curious, concealed her figure, covered her breath, and approached them quietly.

Luo Shili simply reported the movements of the Six Realms in recent days to Bai Zihua one by one, and finally asked suddenly: "My lord, tell me, can the Six Realms hold this time?"

Bai Zihua lowered his eyes, pondered for a long time, and said: "This time the six worlds have encountered a catastrophe, even I can't see the direction of the situation..."

Luo Shiyi was startled, and asked: "Could it be that the Six Realms really can't escape this catastrophe?"

Looking up at the towering pines and cypresses, Bai Zihua said: "I have thought about this problem many times, and discussed it with your master and uncle many times, but I just think of it later, it was just a matter of devotion and death. That's all, no one can see through whether you can hold it or not, and you have to do your best."

Hearing this, Hua Qiangu couldn't help but startled.

Luo Shiyi stared at him blankly, feeling admiration in his heart. He had already put life and death aside after cultivating immortality for a hundred years, but when he thought that the Six Realms would be reduced to the world of demons, he couldn't help but panic.

He is a person who cares about his heart, and he can't achieve the boundless love of His Majesty. He still has Tang Bao, and his relationship in this world of mortals is still unbroken. It's okay for him to die. He doesn't want to see his beloved and The thing dies.

Aware of his confusion, Bai Zihua said calmly: "Eleventh, there is a destiny in the dark, a cycle of cause and effect, reincarnation and fate, there can be righteousness in the devil, and evil in the righteousness. How can you force it? "

These days, Lai Lai often feel restless about this matter, but when he explained it like this, he suddenly understood: Yes, no matter if you can hold it or not, you just have to have a clear conscience. How happy is life, and what fear is death?Rather than living a mediocre and meaningless life, it is better to die vigorously and have no regrets.Immediately bowed deeply, gratefully said: "Thank you for your guidance."

Mo Yan is impatient by nature and obsessive. Luo Shiyi has been with him for a long time. Although he has learned a lot of skills, he occasionally becomes confused and confused about some things. Mo Yan is often difficult to detect, let alone enlighten him. Whenever Luo Shiyi reaches the bottleneck period of cultivating immortals, it is difficult to break through, and Mo Yan can't prescribe the right medicine, so Bai Zihua will remind him a few words to prevent him from falling into the magic barrier.

Patting him on the shoulder, Bai Zihua taught earnestly: "Eleventh, you must know that as much ability as a person has, he has to bear as much responsibility. We are different from ordinary people, and what we undertake is naturally different from them. What we do is also different from them. Just try your best, if you care about winning or losing, it is against your heart."

As much ability as a person has, he has to bear as much responsibility.

This sentence, like a wake-up call, knocked on Hua Qiangu's head, and it was deafening, and some words about His Majesty that he had heard before rushed to his face like pieces of paper.

"Your Majesty is No. 1 in the Immortal World..."

"Your Majesty's magic power is extraordinary, and all the six worlds are under his protection..."

"Your honor..."

It turns out that this is his responsibility, the whole common people are his responsibility, every flower, every grass, every tree and every tree, he needs to protect them carefully, behind his extraordinary talent is the heavy burden of the whole world.

I don't know when, Luo Shiyi has quietly retreated, Bai Zihua took up his sword and danced again, and said in a low voice: "The world is like a furnace, and nature is made of work! Yin and Yang are like carbon, and everything is like copper! Xi, there is a long rule?"

When Hua Qiangu was young, he was always lazy in practicing spells, but he was serious about studying, so he understood the meaning of these two sentences.

Heaven and earth are a big melting pot, nature is a furnace maker, yin and yang two energies turn over the charcoal fire, all things are smelted inside, or gather, or separate, or die, or rest, where will there be a certain law?

After chewing carefully, I couldn't help being crazy.

Seeing that he is less than thirty years old, she always unnaturally treats him as a big brother. In fact, after careful consideration, her age is not even a fraction of his.Everyone praises that Bai Zihua's magic skills are superb, unprecedented, but how many people know the pain in his heart?

"Explaining wisdom is left behind, detached and self-defeating; boundless and desolate, flying with the Tao. If you ride the flow, you will pass away, and you will stop when you get it; you will be entrusted with your life, and you will not be selfish. Its life is like floating, and its death It's like a rest; it's as quiet as an abyss, it's still, and it's like a boat that is not tied. Don't treasure yourself because of life, nourish the sky and float; a virtuous man is not tired, and knows his fate without worrying. How can it be enough if it is small? suspect!"

Bai Zihua read calmly, while Hua Qiangu was standing behind a pine tree not far away, but a strong sense of sorrow and vicissitudes of life welled up in his heart.

But seeing him dancing faster and faster, in the end there was only a white shadow swaying in front of his eyes.

In a trance, Hua Qiangu thought of a time when he was playing in the mortal world, there was a private school teacher who taught his disciples: A sage has no permanent heart, and he takes the heart of the people as his heart.

Has he lived like this for so many years?

Caring for the common people, shouldering heavy responsibilities, but no one confides, no one understands, deserted, lonely?

A sage has an impermanent heart, and takes the heart of the people as his heart.

Suddenly, for no reason, Hua Qiangu's heart ached, his eyes felt sour, and he almost shed tears.

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☆, I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated