Four hundred and twentieth eight chapters fight for one
"My own path is certain." Lin Xin looked stunned, and was a little distracted unconsciously.
The tea on the table slowly evaporated, turned into white mist, and disappeared without a trace in a few seconds.
When he came back to his senses and looked around, he couldn't see anything.
"I now combine the three major parts of the Formation Talisman, Sword Intent, and Attributes to form a unique killing technique. Whether it is Heart Eye Kendo or Red Flower Kendo, no one can imitate it. Isn't this unique to me?
Road?"
"Then where is my Yuanjing and Yuanying Road?"
"The power of Youfu belongs to Zhiyin. Maybe I must neutralize the power of Youfu first before I can see the future clearly."
He had a vague hunch in his heart that when he truly got rid of the power of Youfu, that would be the day when he was qualified to enter Yuanjing.
The Red Leaf Sword Master is no longer here.
He stood up to pay the bill and walked out of the store. The breeze was blowing outside, blowing on his face from left to right, but it gave him a faint sense of harmony and tranquility.
A few children with croissants tied up were chasing a little girl who had snatched an embroidered purse not far away. The children's laughter was a little noisy, but they didn't feel boring.
He left the shop and took a casual walk along the streets of the small town.
Walking on the uneven stone road, some of the stone slabs have even been damaged by heavy objects, exposing the loess underneath.
Some of the shops on the right were open, and the waiters inside were yawning, basking lazily in the midday sun.
Some stores have notices posted saying how many days they will be closed.
He was dressed in an ordinary Confucian scholar's Tsing Yi, and when he walked by, he was no different from the scholars who passed by on the road from time to time.
"It's so relaxing. If I hadn't lived in this era, I might not have imagined that this place is actually an underworld full of dangers and threats."
Lin Xin sighed.
He walked to a small black two-story building that seemed to be a restaurant, a teahouse, or a private residence.
On the balcony upstairs, a young man in black was talking quietly to a woman, looking down from time to time to admire the street view below.
The two of them talked quietly and laughed faintly.
Lin Xin stood in front of a signboard at the entrance of the alley on the side of the small building. He stood still.
The notice board is filled with various nearby notices and announcements.
‘On May 1st, the Seven Emotions Sword Sect will expel alien beasts in the south of the city, and a curfew will be imposed in the city’
‘On the afternoon of May 20th, Wanxisha recruited laborers to excavate ruins, and they were well paid’
'No. 321 Orchid Street is for sale. The price is negotiable. Interested parties can contact Chun Sheng House.'
'A thousand-mile horse for sale, price negotiable, location Chun Sheng Building.'
'Tomorrow the silver-level convoy will pass by, and those who collide will be killed without mercy.'
'Recruiting a dyeing workshop manager. The salary will be favorable.'
Notices were posted one after another, some even covering each other.
Lin Xin stood and watched for a long time without realizing it. Perhaps even he himself didn't know why he stood here inexplicably reading such irrelevant notices.
"Buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cake before going home!"
A father and son passed by him. The chubby son sat on his father's neck and tore the strips of cloth from his bun.
"I want to eat chestnut cake!" the son said in a milky voice.
"Isn't it the chestnut cake you just ate yesterday?"
"I want to eat it!"
"Just buy chestnut cake."
The two father and son slowly walked away. Lin Xin turned his face slightly and looked at the father and son, who were wearing white washed clothes, and felt surprisingly calm in his heart.
"Brother, what's wrong with this notice? Brother, I've been standing here looking at it for half an hour."
Suddenly, a mellow man's voice came slowly from the second floor of the small black building.
Lin Xin looked up and saw the young man in black from before.
He was smiling and looking towards me in a friendly manner, obviously talking to himself.
The woman who was joking with him before has disappeared, and he is the only one standing on the balcony.
"There's nothing wrong with it." Lin Xin shook his head and said calmly.
The young man in black smiled and did not stop because of his cold attitude.
"If you don't give up, brother, how about you go upstairs and have a glass of wine?"
Lin Xin's eyes, as calm as a lake, suddenly undulated slightly.
His dress is no different from other ordinary Confucian scholars, and in the eyes of ordinary people, because he has activated the hidden array all the year round, his appearance looks no different from ordinary people.
Apart from his extraordinary temperament, he has no other redeeming features. But even so, the other party still took the initiative to invite him.
This actually made him a little interested.
After a slight pause, Lin Xin met the eyes of the young man in black, a pair of pure and passionate eyes.
"good."
He walked towards the entrance of the small building.
It was empty inside. The door was open and no one was looking after it. As I walked up the small stairs to the second floor, I saw at a glance the banquet that had just been set up but had not been put away.
The young man in black stood beside the bed, and a waiter was wiping and clearing a low table in front of him.
"Brother, please sit down."
Lin Xin walked over and sat down opposite him.
The two sat down, and the waiter served wine and food. In a short time, the entire table was filled.
"See, brother, you have such extraordinary bearing. You keep standing in front of the notice, but just to find something to do?" The young man in black said with a smile.
Lin Xin shook his head, picked up a glass of wine, and took a sip.
"Brother, your brows are slightly furrowed. Perhaps you are encountering something difficult to decide?" the young man in black asked again.
"no."
Lin Xin answered softly.
"It's not something difficult to decide, so why are you frowning?" The young master picked up the wine glass and drank a full drink. "Forget it, don't talk about this. Drink!"
He just wanted to find someone to drink with, that's all.
He had a wide network of contacts in Song and Yuan Dynasties, and he had friends and brothers from all over the world. In Lucheng City, he also had the reputation of Yi Bo Yuntian. In the eyes of outsiders, he had great eyes and hands, and he could find a solution to any problem.
way.
But at this time, he had unsolvable problems like most people.
The two of them had their own thoughts and didn't speak, they just kept drinking.
One altar after another, continuously.
Neither of them spoke, they just drank.
The sky is getting darker and the sun is setting in the west. The red light slants in from the small building and falls on the food in the middle of the table. The emerald green vegetables look more juicy.
"drink"
Song Yuanchao was already drunk, but he still kept asking Lin Xin to drink hard.
Putting down the wine jar, Lin Xin wiped the drink from his mouth.
"You're drunk."
"Are you drunk?"
Song Yuanchao was drunk and his eyes were hazy.
"Yes. Drunk." Lin Xin answered affirmatively.
"Life is like a dream. What's the difference whether you're drunk or not?" Song Yuanchao chuckled. "Maybe it's better to be drunk."
"Maybe." Lin Xin could see that the other party was also troubled by something.
He suddenly recalled that the Hongye Sword asked him to bear the cause and effect. As long as the connection with the power of Youfu was cut off, he would have to bear the next cause and effect for it.
"Causation, what exactly is it?"
Unconsciously, he murmured softly.
"If there is a cause, there will be an effect. One is a seed and the other is a fruit. When you plant a seed, there will be fruit. Isn't it cause and effect?"
Song Yuanchao smiled drunkenly. Although he was drunk, he could still speak clearly. Unlike some drunkards who couldn't even speak clearly when they were drunk.
"Then why do you want to achieve karma?" Lin Xin looked indifferent, glanced at him, and asked casually.
"Ending? From the beginning to the end, let the obtained causes produce the desired results. Isn't it the end of everything? There is a saying in Buddhism: Causes and conditions meet, and the consequences are in one's own heart."
Song Yuanchao laughed a little crazily.
"To settle the cause and effect is just to settle one's own mind, that's all. Whenever you think it's settled, it's settled."
"Your argument is quite novel." Lin Xin's eyes moved slightly, and he looked squarely at the person in front of him for the first time. Although the other person did not have the power to practice, what he said had a different perspective.
"There is a way in the world, and there is a way in my heart. Where my heart is not perfect, there must be longings. If I measure the world with my heart, there will always be a day of peace and freedom." Song Yuanchao shook his head and seemed to be sighing with emotion, but also recounting.
Some kind of hope.
"Maybe on a day of freedom." Lin Xin turned his face sideways. Looking down from the second floor, he saw people coming and going on the street, and some shops began to close in the evening.
Several official sedans were slowly carried over, followed by some men picking vegetables.
"You and I are sitting here drinking together, so it's not a cause and effect? I called you first, it's a cause. It's rare that you and I are in the same mood, it's also a cause. We met here and at this time, it's also a cause, and we finally formed a relationship.
Fruit, it’s you and I drinking together now. This is fruit.”
Song Yuanchao seems to be a believer in Buddhism. Even when his eyes are blurred, he is still clear and coherent, and he always adheres to Buddhist principles.
"Then what is the Way to the Sun?" Lin Xin asked casually.
"The Tao of the Supreme Sun, the Tao of Buddhism has the Tao of the Supreme Strength, the Tao of Yuan Sheng." Song Yuanchao smiled, grabbed a jar of wine and removed the sealing mud.
"The purest thing in the world is nothing more than the moment of light that appears in the endless darkness. When I was a child, I read through the Taoist scriptures. Although I failed to enter the world of practice that I longed for, I realized some truths on my own."
"What's the point?"
Lin Xin actually already had the answer, but he was still a little confused. In fact, he just wanted to hear someone say it himself.
"From Yang to Yin, just like the Tai Chi diagram, only by putting everyone in the darkest, painful and difficult time can the purest longing for beauty and peace be stimulated."
"It will also make people fall into the abyss of hell forever." Lin Xin interjected lightly.
"Yes. Everything comes from the heart." Song Yuanchao laughed twice.
Plop.
He hit his head directly on the food in front of Lin Xin and became motionless.
Lifting the wine jar and drinking it all in one breath, Lin Xin glanced at Song Yuanchao in front of him.
"You obviously already know the answer, but you just can't make up your mind and want someone else to tell you. Haha."
He stood up and put the wine jar down.
"We met each other because you and I drank, so let me give you the fruit."
He moved his fingers, and a small black elixir bottle suddenly appeared in his palm.
‘Five Consciousness Pill’ is written in clear writing on it.
It can improve the sense of internal energy in a short time, and at the same time, the medicinal power can also enhance the body's essence and blood. It is an excellent modified version of the blood pill.
It was also one of the miscellaneous elixirs he randomly practiced while refining elixirs for others in You Mansion.
It allows ordinary people to enter the stage of inner qi cultivation. It has the same effect as the blood elixir he refined many years ago. Only the side effects are smaller, but the effect may also fail.
"Look at your good fortune."
Throwing the elixir into the opponent's sleeve and slowly going downstairs, Lin Xin walked towards the gate out of the city without any further hesitation. (To be continued.)