Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 604 Letting go is also a kind of thoughtfulness

A gentle breeze blows away the flowers hanging on the branches, and the petals dance with the wind, falling on the piano table in the courtyard, wisps of fragrance, swaying in the breeze.

People, but still sitting in front of the case, motionless.

The boundless years seemed to engrave a bit of vicissitudes on that handsome face again.

at this time
"Sit here as soon as you come back, do you have something on your mind?"

Qing Leng Qianying approached, took off the wine bag from her waist, and put it on the table.

Lin Chongyang pointed to the plum trees in the courtyard and said, "Wuxia, tell me, what are their moods at the moment?"

The sudden question made Ji Wuxia a little stunned. She walked around the piano case and walked to Lin Chongyang's side, then reached out and touched his forehead.

After a strange silence, she withdrew her hand and spoke slowly:
"You and I are not trees, how can we know the mood of trees?"

She felt that the other party should have something on his mind, but he didn't completely care about it. It's just that someone needs to listen and tell the matter, and it's over.

At this stage of his life, the only things that can affect his mood are the people around him.

Lin Chongyang stretched out his hand to pick up the petals that fell on the case, put it on the palm of the other hand, and sighed softly:

"Blessed by the formation, the flower buds will last for thousands of years, which should be considered a good thing for the tree. After all, all things have spirits, and survival is one of the most primitive instincts of living things."

On the other side, Ji Wuxia picked up the wine bag from the table, pulled out the cork and took a sip:
"Animism?"

This does not seem to be a statement of Confucianism, but more of Taoism.

"Spirit is the foundation of life in the world, whether it is human, animal or plant."

Letting the breeze blow the petals off his hands, Lin Chongyang pressed his hands on the strings and continued:

"In terms of specific performance, when animals interact with people, they will give different responses according to people's moods, and plants will do the same, but their movements are relatively small and difficult to detect."

He cast his eyes on the plum tree in the courtyard, and in his deep golden pupils, it seemed that time was passing by, breaking through the appearance of things and pointing directly at their most essential parts.

That bit of spiritual existence, no matter whether it is traced upwards or downwards, what you get is a plum tree.

"The next step is the example." Ji Wuxia followed his words as usual.

"Ha, when I communicated with King Xuan in Cailuxian Hom, I heard him tell that someone under his command once conducted an experiment."

The strings of the zither were caressed, but there was no tune. Lin Chongyang withdrew his gaze from the tree:
"Divide the same plant into two pots for planting, and under the premise of ensuring the same objective conditions, praise one of the pots every day, and hum a few ditties when watering; Express negative emotions and often complain about them.

In the end, the praised pot not only grew rapidly, but also bloomed for a long time, while the other pot grew slowly and showed symptoms of shrinkage. "

He also knew about similar things, but what he said now was indeed what King Xuan had talked to him before, the man of colorful green and dangerous, who had quite unique research on plants.

Talking about this matter, the role is not in itself, but for extension.

Ji Wuxia praised: "He is also a wonderful person who can come up with such a method."

"The emotions of plants are far less abundant than those of humans. It is their instinct to survive, but for humans, life, old age, sickness and death are objective existences."

Lin Chongyang frowned slightly, the chords were still fragmented, out of tune:
"In the past, when I replenished my qi and blood for Master Jianru, he was very repulsive, and the other masters even bluntly said that I would not let me visit them for no reason.

Mu Ci also told me that if he dies in battle in the future, don't give birth to the idea of ​​resurrecting him.

Humans are subjective creatures, so it is sometimes not the best choice to be comprehensive.

Perhaps, letting go is also a kind of comprehensiveness, a kind of fulfillment.

Deceiving myself and others, once is too much, but...

How could it be so easy to let go. "

He was sighing, and there was still a bit of struggle in his words, which showed that this was not an easy choice for him.

However, he also understands that some things cannot be prevented by him.

As far as the personalities of the elders in my family...

They feel that they have already lived enough, life and death, they all go with the flow, and there is no need to force anything. When they decide to leave everything to the younger generation, this path is set.

Mu Ci's words were just a reminder to him.

Letting go is a kind of comprehensiveness, a kind of fulfillment, and a kind of respect.

The broken piano sound stopped, Lin Chongyang's brows did not stretch, his deep eyes seemed to span thousands of years, or even thousands of years, looking towards the distant future...

As a listener, Ji Wuxia didn't say anything to disturb him, but raised her wine bag to drink lightly, quietly waiting for him to make a decision. In fact, she herself is the same. If she dies in battle in the future, she doesn't want him to make her think Resurrection...

It's just that such a decision is a bit cruel to those who survived.

Especially for someone like him, who doesn't care much about his own life, but attaches great importance to the people around him. The little selfishness under the big wish, in the end, he can only choose to let go.

She believed that he would choose to let go.

Because, although he is promiscuous, he is also fickle.

"The inheritance of the fire is the cycle between addition and subtraction.

As an inheritor, you will take on more and more responsibilities on your shoulders and carry the expectations of more and more people;

After becoming an inheritor, they must be entrusted to the younger generation so that the torch can be passed on. "

The person who came back to his senses slowly relaxed his brows. He turned his head, met those elegant blue eyes, and continued:

"After the sword judging meeting, accompany me to meet the three uncles."

The so-called inheritance is somewhat similar to practice. The process of accumulating one's own cultivation is doing addition. If you choose to pursue ascension, you need to do subtraction.

The cycle of addition and subtraction is a major element of this world.

Similar people, the matter of reincarnation, even if there is his influence in the process, but some things are destined to be unavoidable.

"Okay."

Ji Wuxia smiled softly, and handed him the wine bag in his hand: "It's still four years before the Sword Judgment will start, what plans do you have next?"

Taking a sip from the wine bag, letting his taste buds be filled with bitterness, Lin Chongyang handed the wine bag back:

"In the next period of time, there is nothing going on in the door, so I can just visit a friend first, and the existence of the Sword Appreciation Club is a very good opportunity.

Some of the atmosphere in the arena should also change. "

He has always remembered it in his heart. He once told her that if he had the opportunity, he would take her to Tiannan Mountain to visit some friends, and now he just has the time.

The homework of Confucian students in the sect has come to an end for the time being, and Mu Ci and Jun Fengtian can handle the rest.

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(End of this chapter)