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Chapter 139

This time, Jing Yingrong thought for a long time before speaking slowly:
"Find something to do."

The elder was obviously taken aback.

She seemed to want to ask clearly, but she gave up after opening her mouth, and just said in a tone as impersonal as possible: "A brief description."

Jing Yingrong: "To try and experience different things."

The elder frowned slightly, his eyes contemplative.

Her fingertips tapped on the table again and again, and suddenly stopped at a certain moment.

The wrinkles between the brows were flattened, and the elder's gaze on Jing Yingrong became softer.

She unrolled the last scroll.

"Why do you practice?"

"instinct."

Jing Yingrong answered very simply.

Simply until the elder didn't react for a while, he asked, "What?"

Jing Yingrong spelled out every word clearly: "Ben, I can."

There was a trace of surprise in the elder's eyes.

She put down the scroll, rested her forehead with one hand, rubbed her temples with her thumb, and sighed.Then, as if he had made a certain decision, he raised his eyes and looked at Yingying in the mirror seriously.

"I ask you a question that has nothing to do with the assessment. It is out of my personal question. Your answer will not affect the result of the assessment. You can also refuse to answer."

Jing Yingrong: "Okay, you ask."

"Instinct, why?"

Jing Yingrong thought for a while and said, "Cultivation is a natural thing for me."

Elder: "Isn't it for becoming stronger, longevity or the Dao?"

Jing Yingrong: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

The elder's probing eyes looked into her clear and dark eyes.

When she was young, she looked back, shook her head, and there was a smile on her lips.

"Very good." said the elder.

Jing Yingrong was slightly puzzled.

Before she asked, the elder had already started to organize the scrolls spread out on the table, and said at the same time: "That's fine, go outside and wait for the results."

Jing Yingrong got up and opened the door to go out.

"Wait" suddenly came from behind.

Jing Yingrong stopped and looked back at her.

The elder frowned gracefully, and said softly, "I hope you will always find what you want to do."

Jing Yingrong blinked.

In her field of vision, the elder's young face had an inexplicable vicissitudes and exhaustion, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Jing Yingrong nodded and said, "Thank you."

Then, she stepped out of the room and closed the door.

The deacon waiting outside took her back to the original hall.

The three spirits in the sea of ​​consciousness talked all the way.

Ji Sha Sword: "Another one who is numb after cultivating."

Ji Yanzhu: "At least she can still realize the problem, which is very good."

Jisha Sword: "How do you know she is aware of the problem?"

Ji Yanzhu: "Didn't she give the mirror a blessing? Hey, too many people have lost interest in everything in the end after cultivating, and they are just like us. At least we can absorb external energy all the time. Mirror Even if you can't find what you want to do, you can practice automatically when you are asleep."

Jijie Pen: "So for most monks, it is very important to have hobbies other than cultivation. When they find that they can't make further progress in cultivation and give up the path of cultivation, because they have There's a lot of life to squander, so you have to find something else to do for yourself."

Ji Yanzhu: "Well, I don't know if they have achieved their own cultivation goals in their hearts."

Jijie Pen: "Speaking of this, the purpose of a monk's cultivation is nothing more than becoming stronger, longevity, and seeking the Tao, that is, the pursuit of strength, longevity, and the mysteries of heaven and earth. Whether it is revenge, founding a sect, punishing Whether it is doing evil to promote good or being free and unrestrained, most of them can be classified into these three categories. As for whether they have achieved their goals, ha, I think, in the end, many people have forgotten their original purpose of cultivation.”

Jisha Sword: "They think too much."

Extreme Flame Bead: "Yes, it's much simpler for us. Once the spiritual consciousness is opened, it will be cultivated naturally, and it doesn't matter what the purpose is."

Jing Yingrong has been listening quietly, without speaking.

Yin Xueze and two other disciples were already in the main hall.Yin Xueze stood leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, the two disciples were far away from him.

Seeing Yin Xueze, Jing Yingrong remembered something, walked over and said:
"You didn't finish your previous answer."

Yin Xueze's forehead twitched, slowly opened his eyes, and said coldly: "Why are you pursuing this?"

Jing Yingrong replied honestly: "Curious, want to know."

Yin Xueze: "..."

He took a deep breath, suppressed his temper forcibly, and said to the mirror: "I don't want to say."

Jing Yingrong: "Oh."

Yin Xueze: "Anyway, don't tell him."

Jing Yingrong: "Okay."

Yin Xueze breathed a sigh of relief when Jing Yingrong said, "You don't hate him, but you didn't choose him because you didn't want to use him, right?"

Yin Xueze punched the wall next to Jing Yingrong.

The wall trembled, and patterns appeared on the surface, offsetting the impact of the force.

Several deacons heard the sound and looked over, and scolded: "Don't make trouble!"

Yin Xueze ignored them, but also withdrew his fist, only stared at Jingying with a fierce face, and said in a low voice, "Shut up."

Jing Yingrong: "I don't."

Yin Xueze: "You!"

Jing Yingrong: "You can't beat me."

Yin Xueze: "..."

Yin Xueze was so angry that he turned his head and left, but when he turned around, he almost bumped into Wu Yaochen who was walking towards the hall just now.

He subconsciously took half a step back, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he said "Get out" and immediately pushed the opponent away with his shoulder, and rushed out of the hall full of anger.

Wu Yaochen looked blank, he looked outside the hall, then turned to look at Jing Yingrong.

"I didn't recruit him, did I?"

Jing Yingrong: "Not just now."

"Senior Sister Jing, you don't have a deep meaning to the word 'just now'."

Wu Yaochen said with a smile.

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

Wu Yaochen changed the subject and said, "By the way, Senior Sister Jing, do you know the 'Supreme' Realm?"

Jing Yingrong: "I know."

Wu Yaochen was not surprised by Jing Yingrong's answer, he smiled and said: "In the past, I only heard about the Supreme Realm. After I came to the Taichu Temple, I looked up some materials, and only then did I know something about this mysterious and mysterious realm. Learned a little bit."

He paused, and continued: "I'm thinking, if someone from our clan can reach the Supreme Realm, will they be able to break the shackles of our clan's longevity."

Jing Yingrong: "You can try."

Wu Yaochen couldn't help laughing: "Senior Sister, you said it so easily. There are very few people who can glimpse the mystery of the supreme realm throughout the ages. No matter how confident I am, I am not sure at all."

After that, he raised his head and sighed softly.

"It is very possible that before that, I died due to the exhaustion of life energy, just like——my grandmother."

(End of this chapter)