Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 192
Moon stars are rare.

Luohe was already lying in the back room and fell asleep, so he gave a separate room to Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng.However, even though Baili Dongjun was tired, he could not fall asleep while lying there. He got up and walked to the courtyard alone when he heard Sikong Changfeng's breathing gradually calmed down.

The moonlight shone on his body, and he felt a little cool.Baili Dongjun let out a long breath, and picked up the long sword beside him.

"Master..." he called softly.

Baili Dongjun has had two masters in his life, one is Western Chu Confucian Immortal Guchen, and the other is Mr. Li from Jixia Academy, but for Mr. Li, he often calls him "Mr." It's still the old man in white who likes to play tricks.

"I taught you to ask Yu Tian, ​​but you must have heard of it. The other really powerful move is called Dao facing the sky. I will show you. But this is my Dao, your real Dao, you Go on your own. One day, when you walk out of your own avenue, you will definitely be like what you said!"

"Famous all over the world!"

Gu Chen's words were still in his ears, and Baili Dongjun touched Bu Ranchen in his hand, and murmured: "My own way...what is it?"

He recalled that day in the Tang Sect, when Nangong Chunshui lifted it up, he entered the Happy Heaven Realm, raised his hand again, and entered the Mysterious Realm again, everything in his eyes was terrified, the sky changed color, he watched from the side, There is a strange feeling.At that time, I seemed to have been withdrawn from the whole battle situation, not suppressed by Nangong Chunshui's realm, but also seemed to be integrated into the battle situation as a whole, every detail seemed to be experienced personally.He knew that this was done by Nangong Chunshui on purpose, and after watching that battle, he always felt that there was a surge of power in his heart, but he couldn't grasp that point, so that his heart was itchy and he couldn't say anything. uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter, let's practice again!" Baili Dongjun flicked his long sword, and got up to perform a sword dance.

Western Chu Sword Song!

There was no one here, so he no longer had to hide his secrets, and used the Western Chu sword song passed down by the Confucian fairy to the fullest, and finally fell to the ground and retracted the sword, a sword intent suddenly rose in his heart, he was happy and angry Drink: "The road is facing the sky!"

But when the sword was swung, the momentum dropped suddenly, only causing the small trees in the courtyard to shake slightly.

"This is the best swordsmanship in the world. Is the avenue up to the sky?" A mocking voice sounded. Baili Dongjun turned his head and saw Sikong Changfeng leaning against the door with his hair loose. Baili Dongjun accepted it. Jian: "It woke you up."

"It's not a wake-up call, I didn't fall asleep just now." Sikong Changfeng yawned and took a few steps forward.

Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng sat down on the steps, Baili Dongjun put the sword aside, and suddenly asked: "Sikong Changfeng, I want to talk to you about a question."

Sikong Changfeng nodded: "You say."

"I want to chat with you, Dao." Baili Dongjun said solemnly.

Sikong Changfeng was taken aback: "Are you planning to become a Taoist priest?"

Baili Dongjun smiled wryly: "I'm serious. My master said that his Dao is different from mine, but I don't know what Master's Dao is. What is my own Dao, I can't find it." .So I want to ask you?"

"I once knew a scholar. He said something to me. It is basically that the sky and the earth are self-contained without being pushed, the sun and the moon are self-luminous without being ignited, the stars are self-ordering without being listed, and the animals are self-produced without man-made. This is a natural act." Why bother?" Sikong Changfeng thought for a while, then continued, "It probably means that Tao is formed naturally. So I guess, you don't need to deliberately find your own Tao, just follow your heart." Sikong Changfeng pointed to his heart.

Baili Dongjun thought about it, but shook his head.

"Because I have no time to come and no time to go, so my surname is Sikong. I also wish to turn into a gust of wind and never return when I go, so I named myself Sikong Changfeng. I originally imagined that the sound was carried A gun, riding a horse, just wandering around the world, and finally died drunk in a temple. I think this is my way, I don’t care where I come from, and I don’t care where I end up.” Sikong Changfeng smiled smiled.

Baili Dongjun suddenly became curious: "Sikong Changfeng, you said you are an orphan?"

Sikong Changfeng nodded: "Yes."

"You never met your parents?" Baili Dongjun asked again.

"I haven't even heard of it." Sikong Changfeng shook his head.

"Then how did you survive when you were young and was adopted?" Baili Dongjun asked again.

Sikong Changfeng continued to shake his head: "No."

"Impossible, a newborn baby cannot survive without someone to take care of it." Baili Dongjun said firmly.

"The day I remember, I woke up from a ruined temple, and there was no one around. I went to the street, hungry, and wandered around. Later, a boy in ragged clothes gave me a piece of cake and asked me Who. I said I don’t know. He said that I’ll hang out with him from now on. I don’t know how old I am, but that boy is as tall as me. He said he was 13 years old, so I treated myself as 13 years old. I My life started from that day." Sikong Changfeng said casually, as if he was talking about something unrelated to him.

But Baili Dongjun was shocked: "You are not an orphan, you have lost your memory! Didn't you think about recalling it?"

"I tried to think about it before, but every time I try to think about it, my head hurts badly. Later, I was relieved. Even if I met the king of medicine, Xin Baicao, I didn't ask him to help me restore my memory. I just said that, I don't care. Where I came from, I don’t care where I end up, this is already my Tao. The term Tao is too abstruse, and it’s the rule of life in layman’s terms.” Sikong Changfeng shrugged, “It’s no big deal. Don’t talk about me, Let’s continue talking about you, where’s your way?”

Baili Dongjun scratched his head: "When I was young, I didn't like to practice martial arts. I liked to make wine. My parents didn't allow me, but my grandfather indulged me very much. I was happy with it. Then I met Master Guchen, who is the world's top winemaker. After the master died, I made up my mind to start practicing martial arts, and after that, I successfully entered the world's number one school, Mr. Li, as my teacher..."

Sikong Changfeng interrupted: "Are you showing off?"

Baili Dongjun shook his head hurriedly: "I just feel that my life seems to be too smooth. The only thing I haven't realized is to marry that beautiful fairy sister into the door. As for the way that Master asked me to find, I don't seem to have touched it at all. .I just feel that I can live on in such a logical way..."

Sikong Changfeng nodded, and patted Baili Dongjun on the shoulder: "Perhaps this is the reason why Nangong Chunshui let us go to Dengtian Pavilion. You have a very smooth life!"

(End of this chapter)