The surrounding crowd was also shocked by the sudden outbreak of the battle. However, their eyes did not look at the Buddhist monks who were shot away, but at the broken arm Buddhist monk. Most of their faces were full of shock.
They can't believe that such an insignificant figure with a broken arm is a hidden expert. Just sitting there and not moving, he can easily defeat several high-level imperial figures. His strength is terrible.
"What happened just now?" Someone asked.
"If you can't find the way, you'll be taught a lesson." Some insiders explained in a low voice.
They witnessed what happened. The Brokeback figure had refused twice, but those people didn't listen at all. They even wanted to hold the Brokeback figure. They didn't think that the strength gap between them was so large.
It's ridiculous that you can't even bear the slap of the other party and want to be strong.
"Who is that broken arm figure?" Another person asked, such a terrible figure must be famous.
However, no one responded to the man's words and didn't know the origin of the broken arm figure. It seemed as if, as he said before, he was just one of the people, nameless and nameless.
"Cough." The defeated Buddhists coughed up blood in their mouths, got up from the ground and looked at the broken arm figure sitting there still quietly. Their eyes were full of fear. They were not only proficient in Buddhism and Taoism, but also their strength was so terrible?
"Go!" One person opened his mouth, and then several people left here in embarrassment.
The crowd around took a meaningful look at the broken arm figure, and then dispersed one after another. What happened just now is just a small episode for them. Although Nanxiao city is calm, it does not mean that there will be no struggle. As long as there are people, there will be no struggle.
Qin Xuan's eyes twinkled, raised his feet and walked in a direction. A moment later, he stood in front of the broken arm figure.
With the strength of the broken arm figure, he naturally perceived the existence of Qin Xuan, but he didn't respond. He lowered his head slightly, as if he were asleep.
But Qin Xuan didn't bother the broken arm figure. He also sat down and didn't say a word. People didn't know what he wanted to do.
They sat like this. I don't know how long later, the Brokeback figure suddenly said, "what are you doing here?"
"Just like those people just now, ask for the way." Qin Xuan responded.
"Since you ask for the Tao, why don't you speak?" The broken arm figure asked again.
"Seeking Tao lies in the heart. If the elder is willing to preach, he will preach naturally. If the elder is not willing, my end will be the same as those people just now. Then why open your mouth?" Qin Xuan asked back.
Hearing Qin Xuan's answer, the broken arm figure was silent for a moment, and then said, "everyone has different ways to repair. My way, you can't repair it. Let's go."
"The way of the elder is to understand the sufferings of the world. This way is really unbearable. The younger generation thinks they can't fix it." Qin Xuan nodded. Although he has experienced many hardships and struggled at the boundary of life and death for several times, he can't do it if he is allowed to practice the way of broken arm shadow.
At least, he has a long relationship with his children. He has parents, wife, friends and teachers, which he can't give up. The way to break his arm must cut off all worldly relationships.
The broken arm figure stared at Qin Xuan and seemed surprised at Qin Xuan's answer. Then he asked, "since you know you can't fix it, why do you want to sit here?"
"Although it can't be accomplished, the three thousand roads in the world actually lead to the same goal by different paths. I want to ask you, elder. How do you feel now when you cultivate this way? Has your heart wavered?" Qin Xuan looked at the broken arm figure and asked, this is the first time he met an ascetic monk. He was very curious about how the other party insisted.
Hearing Qin Xuan's question, the broken arm figure was silent again. This time it took longer.
It seems that Qin Xuan's question baffled him.
"In one's life, there are many hardships. Face them with a smile, don't complain, leisurely, follow one's heart, follow one's nature and fate, and just wait for the time when the flowers bloom a hundred years later." The broken arm figure suddenly spits out a voice, and the tone becomes much milder than before.
It seems that these words are not only an answer to Qin Xuan's question, but also an answer to his original intention.
Qin Xuan's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He could understand the front part, but the last two sentences were very profound, which made him very confused.
He couldn't help looking at the broken arm figure and asked, "what's the explanation for the time when that flower blooms a hundred years later?"
"A hundred years is only an empty reference, maybe ten years, maybe ten thousand years. As for that flower, it refers to the flower of the avenue." The broken arm figure responded.
After the explanation of the broken arm figure, Qin Xuan immediately understood.
No matter how hard and bumpy life is, just smile at everything, let go of your inner worries and let it go, and sooner or later, the flower of the road will bloom for yourself.
This is the way the Brokeback figure believes in, and it is also the strength to support him to persevere.
Qin Xuan looked at the figure of the broken arm, and a trace of admiration suddenly appeared in his heart.
With his strength, he has been able to regenerate the broken arm for a long time, but he did not do so. He is willing to face the world in this way. It can be seen that his state of mind has reached a detached state. He has no desire and no desire. He doesn't care what the world thinks of him. He only pursues the freedom of his own heart.
"The elder's state of mind is extraordinary, and the younger generation admires it." Qin Xuan arched his hand towards the broken arm figure. Such an extraordinary figure is indeed worthy of respect.
"Benefactor, it's too much praise. It's not easy to be extraordinary." The Brokeback figure smiled bitterly. Although he has always adhered to his Tao, he has not yet understood it. It can be seen that his heart has always been unable to achieve real transcendence.
Qin Xuan's eyes coagulated when he heard this. It seemed that he could feel the idea in the heart of the broken arm figure. He smiled and said, "I believe that the elder will one day be able to make the Taoist flowers bloom!"
"Let the flowers bloom?" The broken arm figure murmured to himself. There seemed to be a ray of light shining out of his muddy eyes. Then he looked up at Qin Xuan and said, "thank you, benefactor."
"Master, continue to practice." Qin Xuan said goodbye to the broken arm figure, then got up and left here. He had a dialogue with this person. He had a lot of harvest in his heart.
The broken arm figure looked at Qin Xuan's back when he left. His eyes seemed to contain an unfathomable meaning. After a while, he also stood up and disappeared into the crowd.