Assistant God of Life in Another World

In the southern suburbs of di du, in a manor.

"I say goodbye. There are three paths. Don't open three doors. One is the first to fight against heaven and earth, the other is the first to be good at dancing with long sleeves, and the third is the first to have insight into the three trends. Which path do you want to enter and which door do you choose?"

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy held a thin booklet, read this sentence softly, then raised his head, and said to the old man sitting on the opposite stone table: "Teacher, what does it mean to be good at dancing with long sleeves?"

"A person like your father is called a good dancer with long sleeves." The old man said with a smile.

"Oh." Hearing the words, the young man frowned, with a look of disapproval on his face, and then said puzzledly: "Teacher, are there any good skills in the cultivation of our magicians?"

"For me, no. For you, no. For your father, there is." The old man said slowly.

These words were clearly beyond the comprehension of a young man, and the young man respectfully said, "Please enlighten me, teacher."

"Look at this little tree." The old man pointed to a big tree not far from the two of them in the courtyard, a big tree surrounded by several people, and at the root of the big tree, seven or eight feet away from the big tree, a small sapling was coming from the tree. The roots extend out.

"For such a small sapling, we don't need to do anything, just let it grow to its heart's content." The old man said, paused, and then said: "But when it grows taller and stronger , we can’t let it go. Because it will grow many oblique branches on its trunk.”

"Some slanted branches can be kept, but we must remove some slanted branches. Otherwise, the tree will grow crooked and broken. Then, even if we want to clean up those slanted branches, Can't clean it up."

"Because, they and the trunk can no longer tell who is big and who is small, who is dominant and who is secondary."

"What does the teacher mean, do you have to distinguish between the practice of meditation and the training of spells early?" the boy said.

The old man probably didn't mean that, but he didn't criticize the young man's words.Instead, he nodded and said, "How do you understand the relationship between meditation and spells?"

"According to what you just said, teacher, meditation should be the main branch, and the training of various spells should be those oblique branches?"

"No!" Just after saying that, the boy immediately corrected himself: "Meditation should be... tree roots? Only one of the four spells should be selected as the main body, and the others should be prepared to give up?"

"You are right in saying that. Taking one step on all four roads, never taking two steps on one road will make you go far." The old man said, "So the most important thing for a cultivator is to treat himself as a cripple, Don't have so much thought and energy, go to many, many paths, just focus on one. Go on, and you'll be fine."

"In this world, the road that a cripple can walk is generally farther than the road that a normal person can walk."

"Over the years, all the mages I've seen have been lame willingly."

"On the contrary, the ones who don't want to be crippled. They're going in circles all the time. When, when they break a leg, when. They can break that circle."

Empire, Southern Border.

This is a strange building. The whole building is built with huge blue stones. From the outside, this small and narrow building is like a long arrow stuck upside down on the flat ground, reaching into the sky.

Under the evening light of the setting sun, the green arrow-shaped building looks extremely hard and cold.

Inside the building, an old man in a gray robe stood by the window.

Many faces, young, young, young, old, gentle, cold, numb, hideous, flashed in his consciousness one by one.

Here, rather than a battlefield, it is better to say that it is a training camp for the children of the major families of the empire, but those who have not passed the training will never be able to leave here.

Every generation of outstanding descendants of any family that has a name in the empire must spend their time here.

It is hard to tell when and from which generation this rule came into existence, even the old man is not clear, all he knows is that such a rule has existed for a long, long time in the entire continent.

There are also some families that reject such rules.

However, judging from the reality, it is difficult for those in power of the family who have not survived here to lead the family smoothly.

Many, there will be such and such problems in the middle.

So slowly, such a seemingly cruel rule has become a matter of course for all major families.

However, the cruelty does not fade slightly because of this taken for granted.

"My lord, I believe that I can go back!"

It was a young man with an imposing manner as sharp as a sword, and even his eyebrows were drawn obliquely like a sword.And for a long time before, he also performed very well.

It's just that, later, it seemed that because of too many battles, it became more and more crazy.

When a person falls in love with fighting and keeps taking risks, he may win 99 times out of a hundred battles, but if he only misses once, it may be at that time, and there will be no future.

There are many such people.

Moreover, they are all talents, among the outstanding members of each family, especially the outstanding ones.

"The road of fighting the sky and the earth can be rampant. But if you are a sword and a sword, you will end up self-destructing for a long time. It really is like this!" The old man sighed deeply.

There is only life and death in which there is no winner or loser. Even if the advantages are full, it cannot continue forever.

If you can't see this clearly, the ending is almost doomed.

However, how many outstanding people can let go of their pride?It is pride that makes them outstanding, and it is also pride that makes them believe in themselves too much when they are not broken.

In this regard, the old man sighed again.

"My lord, are you allowed to form a team here?"

It was a young man who stood in front of him and was able to keep laughing. Although the laugh was a bit forced, it was already commendable.

The old man clearly remembered that he didn't make any statement at that time.

Of course, not making a statement is itself a statement.

So that young man from a certain family in di du, with his background and means, easily gathered a large group of people around him.On the battlefield, even though no one blocked him, many dangers were blocked early on.

So the boy believed in the correctness of this method even more.

A few years later, his methods became more and more mature, but his cultivation was imperceptibly behind his group of "brothers".

As the battlefield progressed, a sudden fierce battle came.

Then, the boy who was called "the boss" by many of his "brothers" never came back.

"On the road of being good at dancing, you can use your strength. But you can't do it yourself. Even if you are proud, one out of ten times you will be frustrated. It is inevitable." The old man sighed again.

For thousands of years, who ever heard that a sheep with mature means can live in the habitat of wolves all the time?

When the wolf is not hungry, maybe you can make friends with it, and even take care of it.But when the wolves themselves are miserable, the sheep are their backup food.

Those who have been borrowing strength will one day pay the price for that borrowing strength.

"The way to gain insight into the general situation can be subtle. However, if you have the eyes to learn from the world, it is rare to have the ability to reincarnate. If you are in the world, you can be an assistant, but you can't be right. If you are famous all over the world, you will be ruined."

"Isn't this sentence about me?"

"It's ridiculous. Over the years, I haven't seen it through. I thought I had seen through the ups and downs of forces, but I didn't see that even those forces that have been frustrated repeatedly are on the road to success."

"And someone like me will never be qualified to be proud."

"There will be no road of frustration, in fact, there will always be frustration."

"Because of frustration and pride, Ben is on the same road. When I refuse to be frustrated, I have already taken another road, another road that will never be proud."

"ridiculous!"

"ridiculous!"

"The world has evolved to the present, and I don't know how many years. If there is a perfect road, where is it your turn to do it? That's what Da Ye said!"

"Little friend Fang Tian, ​​if I can be promoted to the ** through this, you should be worshiped by me in the next year!"

On the mainland, somewhere in a secret place.

This is a misty world that is almost glazed, with large flakes of snow falling from the sky.

Looking from the ground, the high and low mountains are winding and stretching for thousands of miles. However, all the ground and mountains are covered with thick snow, and the depth of the snow is even more thick. solid ice.

From time to time, a strong wind swept across the world, wrapping the snow flakes and turning them into pieces of sharp flying knives.

Of course, accompanied by this process, there was also a terrifying howl.

In such an environment, in this world, there is a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, walking unhurriedly under the snow falling all over the sky.

All the wind and snow, beside him, passed without any hindrance.

It was as if what was walking here was just a phantom.

"There is a mixture of things, and the birth of the heaven and the earth. If you are lonely and lonely, you can't change your body, you can go around without perishing, you can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name. The name of strong is Dao, and the name of strong is Da. Da. It is called death, death is far away, and far away is reverse. Therefore, Tao is big, heaven is big, earth is big, and people are also big. There are four great things in the domain, and people live in one of them. People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the way, and the way The law is natural."

In the mouth of the middle-aged man, he chanted.

It's just that his reciting is very weird. His enunciation is almost one word at a time, and the interval between pronunciations and words, some are very short, some are very long, until the word is finished. , For a long time, there is no next word.

Coupled with his inexplicable accent, which is not very easy to describe, it sounds like it doesn't seem like a person's chanting, but more like...

It's more like the sound of wind and snow in this world.

After reciting this passage intermittently for many times, the middle-aged man focused his attention on the end of the passage, "People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows...naturally."

After a long pause, there was a low question: "Naturally?"

When he got here, the middle-aged man stopped and looked up at the sky.

"What is nature?"