The clinic owner looked at the nervous Yang Min and said with a smile: "Do you want to know? If you want to know, go to the kitchen and get some delicious food. I haven't had a hot meal for several days."
Yang Min didn't speak, but proved her will with actions. She walked into the kitchen. Half an hour later, she made three dishes and one soup, which were placed on the stone table. The aroma was fragrant.
The stone table has been repaired and repaired, but it is still the same as before. The antique-grade jade bowl placed on it shines in the photo and has a unique feeling.
Du Shiqi looked at the fragrant home-cooked dishes and sighed: "Sister Yang, your craftsmanship is much better than mine."
The boss underestimated: "Of course it's much better, you can only make breakfast."
After grabbing the boss's chopsticks, Du Shiqi said pitifully: "What did you say?"
The boss quickly said: "I mean no one can compare to the breakfast you made. It's very good. Lei Feng likes it very much. Come on."
After finishing the meal, the boss burped, stood up and said, "You guys chat slowly, I'll go back to recharge my batteries first."
"Look at ###." Du Shiqi hummed.
The boss glanced at Yang Min awkwardly and said in shock: "How can a child open his mouth ### and shut his mouth ###? Learn more, be polite, and be sensible like your sister Yang."
When he was about to leave, Yang Min called out: "Old man..."
The boss stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Yang Min hesitated and said, "That...about Lei Feng..."
The boss suddenly realized and shouted: "Well, I almost forgot, what do you want to know? Even though I will tell you everything I know, I will tell you everything."
Yang Min asked: "Lei Feng, is he okay now?"
The boss shook his head and said: "Of course it's not good. I don't know how to stay in that corner now. Two women are doing it for him... Oops... What are you doing?"
Du Shiqi stopped the boss and said: "Lei Feng is not bad. He is not in Xijing City now. He just left. I guess he has been in Shanghai for a few days, right?"
Yang Min's eyes flashed and she murmured: "Shanghai City?"
Seeing the light in Yang Min's eyes, Du Shiqi felt uncomfortable and said: "Of course, he has a heavy responsibility, so don't bother him."
Yang Min nodded and said goodbye.
On the way back, her eyes showed firmness and she walked into the drizzle. But not long after, Yu from Xijing City actually listened. The sun penetrated the clouds and showed its body.
After Yang Min left, Du Shiqi said coquettishly: "You shouldn't have told her Lei Feng's whereabouts. She likes Brother Lei Feng. What should I do? It's going to be bad this time."
The boss said helplessly: "It's obviously you who said it, but you still blame me."
Du Shiqi blamed herself: "How can I say it? What if she goes to Shanghai to find brother Lei Feng? If senior sister wakes up and asks me to copy the scriptures, I will be dead."
The boss shrugged and said: "That is a matter between you two sisters and has nothing to do with me. I will leave first to study my knowledge."
Du Shiqi returned to the room. Under the precious bookcase in the room, there were books on the martial arts and mental techniques of the plain female disciples. They were all the mental techniques of the upper class and had been completed by the boss.
The owner of the clinic seems to be a know-it-all. He knows a little bit about any martial arts in the world. He even knows a little bit about Lei Feng's Five Elements Acupuncture, although he doesn't know it completely.
The female killer is not here, but in the sky tomb, lying in the crystal coffin, waiting to wake up. By then, Lei Feng should have mastered the fifth needle of Five Elements Acupuncture.
The boss guessed that only by mastering the fifth needle could he save the female killer. However, Lei Feng's top priority was to master the fourth needle, because there was still one person who needed Lei Feng's rescue - the goblin and the female killer sacrificed themselves at the same time to save
The dying Lei Feng.
Du Shiqi looked at the secret book and thought of the figure who left decisively, and murmured: "Master, why are you so heartless? The world and I are your relatives."
…
In the south, in an unknown deep mountain, a beauty was walking barefoot on the road, surrounded by giant trees. This was a primeval forest where no one came.
But in the deepest part of the primeval forest, there is a quiet place, as peaceful as a paradise, with flowers, birds, fish and insects, and life everywhere.
Flowers bloom here all year round, and white clouds float in the sky, which cannot cover up the beauty of the bells and souls here. The stunning figures walk slowly, carefully experiencing the sounds around them, and feeling the throbbing of the soul again and again, in harmony with nature.
The Tao made her back become illusory.
When we went up the mountain, there was thick fog everywhere, and we couldn't see our lower bodies. Only our backs appeared and disappeared, gradually being covered by the thick fog. This place was a fairyland, full of spiritual energy and it was hard to extricate ourselves.
If an ordinary person were to succeed here, living to be a hundred years old would definitely not be a problem.
It doesn't matter whether it's Ding Yuluo or Pan Xiaoting. She has almost forgotten her name, her expression remains unchanged, and she is walking in the clouds and mist.
Step by step, they are deeply carved on the stone path. This is the embodiment of Tao. This is the ultimate artistic conception. Everything is extraordinary. Her back lights up with a colorful halo. As the steps move, the mist on the mountain rises.
Reduced.
One step at a time!
Ding Yuluo's steps were smooth and smooth, like wind and rain, just like nature. The little birds in the forest flew on her shoulders, thinking that she was a part of nature.
After walking for a long time and arriving halfway up the mountain, Ding Yuluo stopped and looked up. Deep in the clouds and mist, there was a calming artistic conception.
The way of heaven is that there is excess of yin and insufficient yang.
This place is extremely balanced, reaching the ultimate between heaven and earth, so the spiritual energy is so rich that it is unimaginable, and the world is cast with a mysterious brilliance.
Ding Yuluo knelt down, lowered his head, and said softly: "Disciple Qiu Yu has met the master."
Boom!
The clouds and mist parted, revealing an old wooden door. This wooden door seemed to be damaged by termites and would rot if pushed lightly. However, it was hidden in the mist and could not be found. The person inside would not be able to find it unless he opened it.
Less than.
Moreover, this is not an ordinary wooden door. It contains a kind of Tao. This Tao is integrated with the entire mountain and even the heaven and earth here. They are indistinguishable from each other. The door cannot be broken and the heaven and earth cannot collapse.
"You are finally back. Are your fate with him over?" A cold and ruthless voice rang out from the clouds and mist, filling the world. It seemed that this voice dominated the world and could not follow the rules.
Ding Yuluo said calmly: "My worldly fate has ended, please take refuge in my way."
Boom!
The clouds turned into a huge palm, and the spiritual energy of the entire world was arranged in an orderly manner, condensing into a blurry figure in front of him, and his face could not be seen clearly.
This is the ultimate luck of Jin Qi. It has broken away from the scope of Jin Qi and reached a new realm.
Ding Yuluo closed her eyes and said: "Master is merciful. Disciples must follow the forbidden teachings, practice the ruthless way, kill ruthless people, and have no regrets or regrets."
"ah--"
With a long sigh, the figure's voice gained a touch of humanity and said with a touch of emotion: "If you really kill him, there will be no evil obstacles in your heart. Am I right?"
Ding Yuluo closed her eyes, shed two lines of clear tears, and said: "This disciple is guilty, please punish me, Master."
The figure approached Ding Yuluo, stretched out his palm, touched her three thousand black hair, and said faintly: "Reincarnation in the world has its own destiny. Gratitude and resentment will always come to an end. Of course he made you fall into reincarnation.
Now you also let him fall into reincarnation. In reincarnation, it is destined by God. Nothing can be forced. He went against heaven and finally got retribution. Otherwise, there will be one more hope in our life. It is a pity.
He is possessed, and you are possessed."
Ding Qiuyu raised his head, looked at his master, and said firmly: "This time when my disciple comes back, he will no longer be contaminated by the mundane world. He will cultivate wholeheartedly and wait for the coming of our way!"
The figure shook his head and looked into the depths of the clouds. Wherever he looked, all the clouds and mists dispersed, revealing his true face, and said: "If you have distracting thoughts in your heart, you will not be able to cultivate the highest state of Cihang Jingzhai, the state of the clear heart of the sword.
You need to perfect your own path, but unfortunately, there is a demon in your heart, and it was because of him that he arose, and before he died, you perished."
There was no sound around, the figure didn't speak or give any orders, the plants and trees around stopped breathing, and the roads stopped moving.
"Behead yourself?" The voice was full of pity, and the figure sighed, "The ancestors of the past generations rarely dared to do this, because once they failed, they would fall into a situation of no return."
Ding Yuluo insisted: "Since Tao and reincarnation exist in the world, I will cut off reincarnation and myself, so that the world will be bright and the mind will return to chaos."
The figure was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head and said: "Let me think about it, your path is too difficult and dangerous. It's really not worth it for him. I shouldn't have let you enter the world to cultivate your mind. It's a pity. You are
I, Cihang Jingzhai, is the most talented disciple, but I finally met him, and this is a bad fate."
"Master, please agree to my disciple's request."
Ding Qiuyu knelt down and begged softly.
The figure slowly dissipated without any reply. It merged with the mountains and merged with the heaven and earth. Ding Qiuyu remained still, quietly prostrate.
The surrounding light shone, voices of wanting to make peace rang out, and colorful haloes of light lit up behind them.
——
On that day, I shook all the prayer buckets, not for salvation, but just to touch your fingertips;
That year, I crawled on the mountain road, not to meet you, but just to stay close to your warmth;
Those trips to the mountains again and again are not for the purpose of cultivating the afterlife, but just to meet you on the way.
——
The colorful light behind him became more and more intense. Ding Qiuyu gradually merged into the light, and his figure was melted. His voice kept ringing in the mountains, penetrating the sky and shining brightly on the world.
The rain and fog dispersed, and the heaven and earth began to open. A large amount of spiritual energy gathered on the figure. As he gradually stared at it, Ding Qiuyu's tears dried up.
The colorful light melted into his body, and Ding Qiuyu endured the pain, causing the mountains and forests to lose their color, and the cycle of heaven and earth to briefly stop.
"For her, I have endured thousands of lifetimes of pain, and for him, I have suffered the destruction of my thoughts throughout the ages. If you cut off reincarnation, you may end up being cut off by reincarnation. Have you thought about it, Qiu Yu?"
The voice came again, regaining its coldness, and seemed to be very disappointed with Ding Qiuyu.
Ding Yuluo smiled like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens and said: "Even if he misunderstands me, I am willing to do so. It doesn't matter whether he is reincarnated or not. If I kill him, I will kill him."
Then he closed his eyes.
Everything is completely silent, a place of spirituality!
