Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan knew that this was the time spent alone by the two old men who were separated by Yin and Yang. After worshiping by themselves, he did not disturb them and just quietly watched the clouds and mist on top of the Jade Emperor.

"...Old friend, drink more. We haven't seen each other for seven years. We won't come home until we're drunk. Haha, today, you can't leave even if you want to. You've been busy all your life. You deserve to be worthy of heaven, and worthy of earth. You must be worthy of the common people. You will do your best throughout your life and you should not have any regrets. You can be satisfied..."

Zhang Zhiling was drinking, spilling wine, smiling and talking to himself. There was no sadness or melancholy, just chatting and smiling like old friends.

"...The world says that the Holy Land Sect is a perfect person, but in my opinion, where can a perfect person come from? If you can uphold good thoughts and do one thing well all your life, you are already a saint. So, today, I, Mr. Zhang, want to If I praise you, you are a saint. We have known you for most of my life, but I have never praised you, right? You know, today is enough for you to be happy for a year. I will still be here in a year. When I can no longer come, you Don't worry, just tell me I'll find you down there..."

"The great worshiper is a saint, and so is my father."

A voice came softly.

Jiang Fan turned his head and saw the familiar Qilin Prime Minister, the contemporary Taiyue Walking, Zhang Yi.

Zhang Zhiling didn't look at him, but said calmly: "It's hard to be a father, but he is indeed a saint. Although you didn't go to the mountain to worship specifically, you still have the intention."

Zhang Yi approached slowly and looked at the large enshrinement tablet, with a lot of emotion in his eyes.

"Although Yi doesn't agree with the way of worship, he admires the heart of worship. What's more, Lao worship has the righteousness of being my teacher for three days."

Zhang Zhiling said calmly: "It's a pity that this three-day master is indeed a lifetime regret for the great worshiper. You have failed him in the end."

Zhang Yi remained silent, arranged her clothes in front of the memorial tablet, burned incense and bowed to worship.

After the salute, Zhang Yi came forward and knelt down side by side with Zhang Zhiling, took the wine flask, filled a cup, and slowly poured it out.

"There are three thousand avenues in the world. Flowers bloom and fall. It is still unknown which one can reach the sky. Great worship, compassion for heaven and humanity, and putting kindness first in everything. But can this world be truly changed? This world of great strife and chaos cannot be changed by persuasion and enlightenment. Ruling the world If you want to follow the heart of a Bodhisattva, you must first use thunderous means."

Zhang Zhiling shook his head: "The difference between you does not lie in skills, but in the heart. Skills follow the heart. Those with a righteous heart will treat the world for the common good. Those with an evil heart will do everything for selfish reasons. Big Fatty, you always lack the Dao. Heart……"

Zhang Yi was silent and Jiang Fan just listened quietly from behind. But for some reason, the four sentences Zhang Yi gave him in Jing'an came up again in his mind. He felt that he could understand the first three sentences, but it was only the fourth sentence that had hidden secrets and never concluded the order. Convinced conclusion.

After Zhang Yi drank three glasses of wine, she stood up, bowed slightly to Zhang Zhiling, turned around and walked back the way she came. When she passed by Jiang Fan, she paused slightly.

"...Have you ever conveyed my words to your junior brother?"

When he said this, Jiang Fan knew that he finally realized that he was not Li Xiu, but he didn't know when.

Jiang Fan chuckled and nodded: "That's the age of you political leaders. It's useless for me to keep it."

Zhang Yi concentrated slightly, but still looked forward, without turning her head to look at him: "Thank you, I hope your prince's trip goes well."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I've always had a good time, didn't I get a lot of help from you?"

Zhang Yi Gujing Bubo said: "The dust has not settled yet, as you said to Zhang at the beginning, why should you be conceited."

Jiang Fan said: "It seems that someone is very angry about this matter."

Zhang Yi said: "What should you do if someone robs something important that should belong to you?"

Jiang Fan chuckled: "Try to get it back, maybe we will take revenge."

Zhang Yi stepped forward: "You understand this."

Jiang Fan didn't reply, just watched him slowly leave, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, an old voice came from behind: "King Xiaoyao."

Jiang Fan turned around and looked back, only to see an old man with a pale complexion and a sickly aura standing behind him.

It’s the sick man elder. Jiang Fan was secretly shocked. He had the intuition of strange beasts and his cultivation level was not too weak, but he didn't notice it at all. The five elders of Taiyue are indeed unpredictable.

"I've met Mr. Zun."

The sick man may be the only outlier among the five elders, but Jiang Fan still treats this man with considerable respect.

The sick man looked him over and pointed to a thousand-year-old pine not far away: "I would like to chat with the old man for a few words."

"As you wish, please ask the elders."

When he came under the big tree, the sick man raised his head slightly and looked at the tree crown standing quietly. He seemed to be in a trance and did not make a sound for a long time.

Jiang Fan was not in a hurry and also stood silently. But he didn't know what was so attractive about the old pine tree, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart that the elderly just took their time in doing things.

After a while, the sick man finally looked away and sighed softly: "This tree is dying."

Jiang Fan looked at it suspiciously. The ancient pines were vigorous and leafy, and they didn't look like they were going to die.

The sick elder said calmly: "The disease is in the bones but not visible. This ancient pine was planted by Emperor Wen himself when the Holy Land was opened thousands of years ago. It took root on the top of the Jade Emperor. It once accompanied the strong wind and drifting clouds, and also smiled proudly in the wind and clouds. Na. However, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life and seeing all the changes in the world, although the branches are lush on the surface, they are riddled with holes on the inside. "

Jiang Fan heard what was moving in his heart, but he didn't know how to respond, so he had to remain silent.

The elder sick man sighed for a while, and finally turned his eyes to him: "You... are very good..."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Good? What's good about it?"

The sick man smiled faintly: "Good, it's good. You need to see clearly what's good about yourself. Why ask others?"

Jiang Fan nodded, "Thank you for your advice, elder."

The sick man shook his head: "I can't give you any advice, Jiang Yulang. I want to see how you swim in the rivers and streams of the world."

Jiang Fan said faintly: "Just swim freely."

The sick elder nodded gently: "Do you know me?"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment and finally nodded: "I know a little bit."

He didn't continue. He knew that he was the prince's teacher, but the prince never said that he was also aware of his identity as the grandson of the prince.

The sick man said: "Of course, I know you only a little bit. I can't see through it and can't figure it out. I just hope that the mountains and rivers will turn. Don't forget who you are. I don't want to become your opponent in the end."

Jiang Fan couldn't and didn't want to easily intervene in this. After a moment of silence, he smiled and changed the subject: "The old master asked me to take Huiming down the mountain to experience the secular world. Now he is on the mountain. Senior, do you want to see him?"

The sick man's expression changed slightly: "Huiming... Forget it, since he has gone down the mountain to experience, why should he go up the mountain again."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Fan with a meaningful look: "You are really good. Take good care of him."

Jiang Fan bowed: "It's my duty."