Chapter 510

With Fangyan's cultivation at this time, he has extremely keen feelings for the surrounding environment. A feather cannot be added, a leaf cannot fall. The wind blows and the grass moves. All the rats and snakes are in my heart.

However, Fang Yan didn't feel anyone around. That is to say, the man is close to himself, and he has no consciousness.

On the one hand, it proves that this person is outstanding in ability, does not eat fireworks and has six clean roots, and has entered the realm of "no self". It is described as "semi God" in a slightly mysterious way.

On the other hand, it also shows that he is kind and has no murderous spirit. No matter who he is, no matter how strong he is or how strong he is. As long as he is murderous, it is easy to be detected - at least Fang Yan can detect it.

Of course, if that person enters the realm of Vajra, he can hurt people only by his mind, even Fang Yan is hard to find. Because people's minds are intangible and uncertain, which is the most difficult to capture.

There is a monk and a monk sitting on the knowledge seeking stone. The monk is an old monk with white eyebrows and the Taoist is an old Taoist with grey robes.

These two are Fang Yan's old acquaintances. Of course, if you study them carefully, you are not familiar with them.

Fang Yan, with a surprise on his face, reaches for the hand of the old man in the grey robe.

With a wave of Lao Dao's sleeve, the hand magically disappeared.

Fang Yan reached out and shook it again, and the other hand of Lao Dao disappeared.

Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I just want to shake hands with you to show my closeness. What are you hiding from?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to take it back." Said the old grey robe pun. After several previous contacts, he has had a deep understanding of each other's inflammation. This guy has no profit and can't get up early. If he suddenly gets intimate with you, he must be trying to make an idea about your treasure. If you don't want him to take advantage of you, don't have any contact with him. It's just a handshake to show etiquette.

"Why can't you smoke it? I can't marry a Taoist. " Fang Yan said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for many days. Are you still strong?"

"Yesterday was good, but tomorrow is not. I don't know today. " Said the Taoist.

"Yesterday was very good, today is very good, tomorrow will be better -" Fang Yan said firmly with a face: "both teachers haven't had dinner yet, have they? I know there's a hot pot shop in front of the school. It's good. Oh, by the way, you don't have any gags. I know a vegetable restaurant is very good. Shall I invite you to eat vegetable? "

Seeing the monk and the old Taoist looking at him smilingly, Fang Yan was frustrated and said, "well, I know that two of them are one exception. It's ok if they don't eat or drink for several days. Since you came to me, there must be something -- "

the white eyebrow monk looked at Fang Yan and asked," there is hatred in his heart? "

"Yes." Fang Yan nods. "I hate you so much."

"What do you want to know?"

"With blood." Fang Yan said, "return blood with blood."

If an outsider asks him such a question, he will slap it in the face and say, "it's none of your business.".

If relatives ask him such a question, he will say a vague answer, and then reply: don't worry, I will be OK.

However, the people who asked him this question were monks and Taoists, and Fang Yan had no need to hide it.

For all concealment is deceit and blasphemy. Maybe they need to know more about Fang Yan themselves.

The monk and the Taoist looked at each other, and the monk said with a silent smile: "because of love, hate comes into being. Because there is hate, so there is the heart of killing. He who knows only kindness is good, and he who does evil is bad. However, those who have great love and can tolerate great hatred are really great wisdom. "

Fang Yan stared at the monk warily and said, "what do you want to say? My mother was born into a family of scholars. My grandfather is the Prime Minister of the academic world. I studied a lot when I was a child. Don't think saying something I don't understand can fool me - "

monks and Taoists laugh. Tianji son looks at Fang Yan and says," I ask you, how hard have you been? "

This problem immediately let Fang Yan stagnate.

Did he have a hard time? Of course he had a hard time.

It's hard to say!

His father died at the gate of yanziwu, but he still couldn't see him at the last time.

There are too many regrets in his heart and too many regrets. He has too much to say and too much to do. Even, when he faced the man, he only knew to take, but he didn't have time to return.

He felt that he owed too much, so he stayed with him for three years. However, every day of those three years is a kind of torment, and every night of those three years is a torment.

He can't sleep at night without knowing what to eat.

Why?

The murderer is still at large because his father was killed.

However, whenever he was filled with murderous rage, the heart of Taiji in his heart would rotate crazily again and again.

Yes, what is the heart of Taiji? It's the power of nature.Nature is green, healthy, warm and sweet.

It is the sunshine, the rain, the banana, the butterfly, the plum.

It doesn't contain darkness, it doesn't accept extreme negative things or emotions.

Such things as violence, murder and hatred run counter to Fang Yandi's nature.

In other words, you want to use Taiji heart to help you revenge. But the heart of Taiji strongly repels the feeling of Fangyan - the separation of body and spirit in this state.

It is against Fang Yan's nature to give up violence, murder and hatred. He can't, and he can't.

Therefore, Fang Yan entangles between ice and fire every day and night, between liberation and hatred, and between picking up and putting down.

It's a heart attack!

Let life be worse than death!

Ye meekness knows that ye meekness can only accompany silently.

Fang Huwei knows. Fang Huwei asks Fang Yan to go out and have a look.

No one else knows, no one else can.

The surface is calm, the dark is rough.

Fang Yan is calm and happy, but this kind of pain is really immersed in the heart and bone marrow.

"Bitter." Fang Yan said. It's just a word, but it's powerful.

"All living beings suffer. We are here to understand your suffering." Said the monk.

Fang Yan was very happy and looked at the Taoist in the grey robe expectantly. He said, "master, you only need to teach me the skills you used to make rotten wood. I don't feel bitter in all my sufferings --"

Fang Yan thought that he was a happy school and a good man to kill. A sports car, a villa, and a little beauty are going to follow you.

Tianji son shook his head and said, "you can't tell if you see through, you can't tell if you see through - even you said just now, this rotten wood is mine, so it can only be mine. When you really see through, you will have your own rotten wood. At that time, it was very difficult for you to break it again - the avenue incarnated into tens of millions and thousands of avenues returned to one. Which road is the right one? Which is the right way? Who can know if you haven't walked by? "

Fang Yan wants to beat these two old guys on the ground again. If you refuse, you can refuse. What else can you do with all this grandiose nonsense? It seems that he is very ignorant and naive to ask for it by force.

But I really can't understand what you are talking about.

Although Fang Yan feels that he is also knowledgeable, he still likes to communicate with people in colloquialism. Then, he looked at the white brow monk and Taoist with a bad face and asked, "do you mean not to teach me rotten wood for spring?"

"Can't teach. I can't teach you. " The monk said with a smile.

"Then what are you doing when you come to me?" Fang Yan looks at the monk and the Taoist with disgusted eyes, and says, "two old men are sitting on the couple's path, which is easy to cause misunderstanding, OK? What if you frighten the students of the school? "

The monk and the Taoist looked at each other and laughed. The Taoist said, "look, look. Fortunately, I didn't shake hands just now, but I can't draw them out when I shook hands."

the monk has a gentle smile, and he has a peaceful atmosphere that makes people close. He looked at Fang Yan with wisdom and said, "the heart of killing is also the heart. All kinds of things in the world are the honing of the original mind and the original self - Fang Yan, get rid of the burden and stride forward. It's just a small world. You'll step into the real big world and get great freedom. "

"What is the big world?" Fang Yan asked. I remember that there was a nightclub called big world nightclub in Shanghai many years ago. I don't know if it's closed now.

The monk smiled and said, "there is a day when he knocks, there is a man who opens the door.". There is no hurry. "

"-"

Fang Yan was really worried, and said: "you don't believe in the word of God, but you always talk about the big right and big wrong - just give me a real word, just a word. What do you want to say to me? If you don't say a clear word, others will say that we are watering. "

The monk took a look at the Taoist. The Taoist looked at Fang Yan and said, "the heart of the three treasures has got two. It's not far from the day of knocking."

"Three treasures heart?" Fang Yan is stupefied for a moment. He thinks this statement is very fresh and a little familiar. It took a long time to understand that this was what tianjizi had said to himself in the park before. Which three treasures? Brave heart? The heart of killing? The heart of justice?

Fang Yan grinned and said, "master, do you mean I have the heart of justice and the heart of killing and cutting?"

"Not bad." Tianji nodded. "The heart of Taiji is the heart of justice, and unjust people cannot have the heart of Taiji. To return blood to blood is to kill. "

"Do you think I'm not brave enough?" Fang Yan is in a hurry. "How can I not be brave enough? Can you tell me what I dare not do in the world? "

"Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, we don't know." The monk laughed and said. "Do as you please."With that, the monk and the Taoist stood up and walked towards the outside of the school.

"Ah -" Fang Yan shouted, "where are you going? I'll drive you -- "