The two walked side by side in the death row, and the dark and cold environment gave people an extremely depressing feeling.
Ji Wuqin's mood seems a little dull, because the cell is not a good place. It contains not only pure blood, but also the evil deep in the heart of the people.
Sin is like an abyss, and those who stare into the abyss for too long are always easily touched. Whether it is the fate of Tmall Girl and Lang Wusheng, or the fate of Taoist Cang Jie, they all faintly touch the string in Ji Wuqin's heart.
.
These three people have a lot in common. They are all traitors, they are all monks with strong cultivation, and they are all over a hundred years old...
What makes Ji Wuqin a little panicked is that she also has the same powerful cultivation level and is no longer young...
"Perhaps, cultivation is really a road of no return." Ji Wuqin said leisurely: "If you live too long and are exposed to wind and rain in time, you will always decay..."
When Shen Lang heard these words, he didn't express any emotion, and his expression was still relaxed and comfortable, as if those heavy problems did not exist for him at all.
Ji Wuqin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little stupid. Although Shen Lang's performance always gave people a mature and steady feeling, but if you think about it seriously, this guy is actually only twenty years old, and his cultivation level is far from that
The realm of emptiness and darkness.
A twenty-year-old young monk, no matter how extraordinary, can he go through many trials and hardships? His life and practice have just begun, how could he have so many sighs like himself?
But for me to say that to him, I was just talking to a cow.
However, just when Ji Wuqin planned to stop talking to Shen Lang about these profound and difficult issues, Shen Lang suddenly said: "Practice? To practice, you must first cultivate your heart."
"Practice first cultivate your heart?" Ji Wuqin's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Shen Lang in disbelief, because this sentence was not unfamiliar to her, because Her Majesty the Queen often mentioned this sentence in her heart.
"When a person's heart dies and he forgets who he is, he is actually dead. No matter how long he lives or how powerful he is, he is just a walking zombie dominated by desire." Shen Lang said casually.
: "So, before you practice, you must first cultivate your mind."
"Her Majesty the Queen always says this, but how should we cultivate our mind? How should we understand our original mind?" Ji Wuqin asked.
Shen Lang thought about it seriously: "As long as it doesn't go against your will."
"But people's hearts are fickle, and one thought can give rise to thousands of things. Maybe today you will have a clear understanding of something, and suddenly you will be enlightened. The day after tomorrow, you will fall into new confusion again." Ji Wuqin looked at the dark corridor and said: "The road ahead
It's always dark, and no one can see clearly, so we can only move forward by feeling for the stones. If we can't see clearly, and we don't know the answer, how can we not go against our will?"
"Haha..." Shen Lang chuckled twice, and his answer was still simple and direct: "As long as you have no regrets."
"No regrets?" Ji Wuqin wanted to argue something, but stopped. Because when she saw the vitality in Shen Lang's brows, she suddenly understood what he meant by "no regrets".
Having no regrets is not a choice given by God, but a choice made by oneself. This kind of choice may not be correct, and it may not have a good ending. Maybe you will stumble a few more times when you are feeling your way around.
But even if you fall down, you will have no regrets.
This is a kind of open-mindedness and cheerfulness, and it is also a kind of forgiveness and forgiveness for oneself. It is also the courage to admit and correct mistakes. So no matter what happens in the future, there can be misunderstandings.
Because youth has no regrets. Because he is very young.
Thinking of this, Ji Wuqin couldn't help but envy Shen Lang's youth again, but this time she didn't envy his age, but her young heart at that moment.
At the same time, she finally understood what cultivation of the mind meant.
A powerful monk has a long lifespan and an almost ageless appearance, so of course he should also have an ageless heart.
The so-called cultivation of the heart is to cultivate the youthful and unrepentant heart that will never decay in the wind and rain at that moment.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel enlightened, and my mood suddenly became much more relaxed. When I looked at Shen Lang again, feeling the strong vitality in his body, I couldn't help but feel a lot of yearning.
Shen Lang suddenly said: "I want to go see Mo Yingyou alone. The sun outside is very bright. It is better to bask in the sun than here."
"Then hurry up, I'll wait for you outside." Ji Wuqin responded. Although Mo Yingyou has a high status, he is also a fourth-level alchemist. But his strength is really average and he is not a threat to Shen Lang at all. She also
There really isn't much reason to follow.
The sun outside the dungeon was bright, and Shen Lang looked at her back walking towards the light. His originally relaxed and comfortable expression suddenly became a little solemn and a little sighing.
He talked about not going against your will before. But how can it be so simple to not go against your will? There are so many beautiful things in the world that people are greedy for. Maybe as long as you go against your will a little, many beautiful things will be at your fingertips, and the road in the future may be smoother.
Thinking about many things that had happened in the past, thinking about the fairy's explanation before leaving, thinking about the nameless old devil's terrifying description of the devil, and thinking about the mysterious fifth token, Shen Lang suddenly understood many things.
Then, he took one last look at Ji Wuqin who had left the light, and walked alone into the deep darkness.
The future in the dark is not clear, and it is confusing to feel the stones. But if you already know what kind of abyss is at the end of the darkness, and you have to walk into the abyss, the feeling is even worse.
He did push Ji Wuqin away on purpose just now.
Because he has already guessed the answer and doesn't want anyone to know the answer yet. And what he wants to do now is just to confirm his guess.
"Alas! I hope my guess is not true, if not..." Shen Lang frowned and clenched the knife in his hand tightly.
At the end of the darkness is an isolated cell.
There was dead silence in the cell. Mo Yingyou sat cross-legged, looking calm and calm. This calmness was broken by Shen Lang's footsteps.
Mo Yingyou was obviously stunned, as if he was a little panicked. However, he did not shout or get angry. Instead, he immediately saluted Shen Lang and said: "Mo Yingyou, special envoy of Cangming Sect, pays high respect to His Majesty."
Shen Lang ignored him and instead walked around the cell leisurely. There were no fist prints or claw marks left by the prisoners when they were angry, and there were no traces of graffiti on the walls of the cell.
The hay in the corner was neatly arranged, without any appearance of clutter. There was a very simple table on the hay futon, and there was a small bowl on the table. The porridge in the bowl had been drank cleanly, and the porridge on the plate was
There weren't even a few pickles left.
"Your Majesty must not have come here just to see me, right? If you want to ask something, you might as well ask directly." Mo Yingyou said straight to the point.