Chapter 605: Conversation between Uncle and Nephew
In the courtyard, the forest wasteland is like a loach.
Song Hanshan couldn't ask no matter how much he asked, so he simply stopped asking. He hugged his snow-white cloak and sat on the threshold, "Bring me a bottle of wine too!"
Lin Huang handed over a bottle of wine, "A bottle of wine, and I want to ask you a question!"
"good!"
Song Hanshan nodded, drank a sip of wine, and then said: "Tell me, what's your problem?"
"A warrior realizes the Tao and enters the realm of the King of Martial Arts. Isn't that right?"
Lin Huangdao.
Song Hanshan nodded.
"And if a warrior wants to become a saint, he needs to understand the world and repair the tree of mind. Is there a problem with this?"
Lin Huang continued.
Song Hanshan frowned instinctively, "Who told you that the key to a warrior becoming a saint is the tree of mind?"
"My senior brother!"
Lin Huang smiled.
"Your senior brother is amazing!"
Song Hanshan nodded, "The first time I became a saint, it was all due to chance and coincidence, and I was lucky enough to reach the realm of the Holy King. It was not until I became a saint for the second time that I fully understood this truth."
"It's not easy for your senior brother to be able to analyze the tree of state of mind. At least ninety of the one hundred warriors who have become saints have no idea why they can become saints at all!"
Song Hanshan agreed, and then added, "If you want to tell me that you have a senior brother who is at least the Saint King Realm, it's useless!"
Lin Huang waved his hand, but he had no such idea in his heart, and continued: "I just don't know very well, how does the Tao that a warrior understands be connected with the tree of mind?"
Song Hanshan took a sip of wine, then turned to stare at Lin Huang, "Boy, you are a little too ignorant. You haven't even reached the realm of King Wu, and you are thinking about becoming a saint, and thinking about the causes and consequences of the entire martial arts system?"
"Or……"
Song Hanshan tapped his knees with his fingers, hesitated for a moment and then continued: "In the killing arena, you still have unused trump cards. Have you realized the truth?"
Lin Huang spread his hands and smiled, but did not answer Song Hanshan's question.
Song Hanshan withdrew his gaze and continued: "When a warrior realizes the Tao, what he perceives is just a kind of power. Such as the way of killing, the way of hungry ghosts, the way of animals...these ways are just outward expressions. After the warrior realizes the Tao, what he has to do is
It’s about tracing back to the source and exploring its essence!”
Lin Huang frowned slightly, somewhat confused.
Song Hanshan Fuyi asked: "Tell me, what is a king? What is a tyrant? What is an immortal? What is a demon?"
Lin Huang's pupils dilated slightly, and he suddenly fell into thinking...
He found that he could not answer Song Hanshan's question.
After Song Hanshan calmly took a sip of wine, he continued without waiting for Lin Huang's answer: "The so-called tyrant is not someone with a rough body, wearing a black robe and carrying a long sword; the so-called immortal is not someone with a wide robe and big sleeves.
Like the bright moon and green pine trees; the so-called demons are not blood-stained eyes, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. These are just appearances, not the essence!"
"I have my answer to this question, and you will have your answer in the future. But I can't tell you my answer, otherwise it will affect your judgment!"
In the pavilion, Lin Huang nodded slightly, "I have learned a lesson!"
After Song Hanshan took a sip of wine, he continued: "And when you understand this essence, that is, when the tree of state of mind begins to take root and sprout, then you will have the answer to your question today!"
Lin Huang curled his lips, raised the wine bottle, and toasted Song Hanshan.
"but……"
Song Hanshan suddenly lengthened his voice, with a smile on his face, "Shouldn't you be thinking about how to survive from my hands?"
Lin Huang grinned, stood up and was about to leave, "Let's go. Next time we chat, you will probably want to kill me!"
Song Hanshan looked at Lin Huang's leaving figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a calm and elegant tiger that could kill at any time.
…
In the city of hundreds of battles.
The boiling sound is still there.
Lin Changsheng killed a hundred people in one night, which was an unprecedented feat.
In addition, Nie Jinglei, his friend, died suddenly.
There were also some old immortals from the three sects and six mansions who appeared in Baizhan City, all coming for Linhuang.
This makes Lin Changsheng's name known to almost everyone in Baizhan City.
However, the excitement is all theirs.
Lin Huang lived a very quiet and leisurely life.
Instead of living in Wutong Courtyard, he hid in a very ordinary restaurant and quietly waited for the auction to start.
Two days passed by in a hurry.
Night falls.
Lin Huang put on a black robe and went out.
…
Preparations for this auction in Baizhan City began a few months ago.
It's not a huge one, but it's the most chewy one in Baizhan City in the past three years.
After all, I have finally found a few good things in the past three years, and I have been working hard to promote them.
The original publicity was also very successful.
Just waiting to explode a few days before the auction.
The result was damn Lin Changsheng.
The limelight was immediately snatched away.
The people behind the auction wanted to cut Lin Huang into pieces with a thousand knives.
Fortunately, the items in this auction are really tough and can still attract many people.
…
In the Wutong Courtyard.
Song Changling suddenly didn't want to study anymore.
Reading can't save Lin Huang.
So he and Tang Xiaoqi squatted under the tree and counted ants.
"Come with me!"
Song Hanshan appeared behind the two of them at some unknown time and spoke calmly to Song Changling.
Song Changling turned his head and looked at Song Hanshan with a slightly cold expression. Then he clapped his hands and stood up, following the latter out of the Wutong Courtyard without asking for any reason.
The uncle and nephew walked for a long time and remained silent. Finally, Song Hanshan spoke first, "Do you know that I want to kill him?"
Song Changling nodded.
"Actually, he is very good. Except for you, he is better than anyone I have ever met."
Song Hanshan continued.
Song Changling did not reply and showed no expression at all.
"But he broke the rules of the Song family and provoked the dignity of the Song family!"
Song Hanshan continued, "Even if the second uncle doesn't want to kill him, he must be killed!"
"Aren't you tired from living?"
Song Changling suddenly said, "Aren't you tired of doing something that goes against your own conscience for the sake of vain face and for the sake of rules that are completely unreasonable?"
"tired!"
Song Hanshan nodded, "But this is the responsibility of the children of the Song family!"
"Duty?"
Song Changling suddenly sneered twice, "The strength of a family should not rely on killing and using blood to maintain its status. Those who kill will always be killed. One day, my Song family will also be in trouble for doing this.
A powerful enemy".
"I don't want to reason with you!"
Song Hanshan Road.
"I'm too lazy to tell you!"
Song Changling snorted coldly, "But I, Song Changling, will definitely die in front of Lin Huang. And... if you kill Lin Huang, you may bring great disaster to the family!"
"Huh? What kind of disaster?"
Song Hanshan asked with narrowed eyes.
Song Changling shook his head, "I can't tell you about this matter before you kill Lin Huang. If you tell him, it will be a huge disaster for him. But if you kill him, I don't need to say that my Song family will also face disaster.
This is not an alarmist statement, I hope you can think it over clearly!"
Song Hanshan frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he laughed conceitedly, "Unless this kid's master is a Holy Emperor!"