The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 343 Reflexive and sincere, the joy is great

Seeing Zhou Yi's reply, Jiang Yang felt a little touched: "Old Zhou, what book did you find it in?"

Zhou Yi sat at the desk by the balcony of his home, pressing the book with his hands, and poking at the phone. The sun shone down the window sill on the table and the yellowed old books: "The books of modern scholars, I think this may be easier to understand than ancient books."

"But you said that martial arts has something to do with these things." Zhou Yi continued to reply, "Does it mean that future martial arts will involve 'state of mind'?"

"Guess it?" Jiang Yang was lying on the balcony basking in the sun, holding the mobile phone in his hand, moving his fingers like flying, "Almost. The Eight Scenes used to be purely accumulating levels and practicing skills, but it started to change later on."

He pondered Zhou Yi's reply in his mind, "Know your heart and see your nature, seek it with sincerity, and get rid of the concealment of material desire": "That sentence you just said..."

"It means to be sincere inside, and not to be blinded by material desires outside?"

"I think that's pretty much what it means."

Jiang Yang pondered deeply: "It seems to make sense."

"It's like some children who don't have much desire for materialism and utilitarianism, but are sincere and straightforward." Jiang Yang recalled Si Chenzong's innocent little guys who had never seen the outside world, Maybe that's it?

Seeing Jiang Yang's reply, Zhou Yi looked at what was written in the book, and immediately said with a smile: "It's also said in the book, it probably feels like this."

"Deliberately dignified and non-desireless, it's inferior. It's better to look at children more naturally."

"It makes sense." Jiang Yang smiled, feeling something in his heart.

"What other books do you have?" Jiang Yang said, "Let me read it myself?"

"to make."

He feels that he can use his spare time to read books. He needs to "see" and "learn" first, and then think about how he should "do".

But he is not doing learning, nor is he really going to be a child, but he is thinking about the realm, and he needs to decide how to do it.

……

In a few days, Jiang Yang completely slowed down his pace.

I will go out for a walk in the early morning, eat breakfast by the way, and occasionally go out for a walk, listen to the chats of passers-by, and listen to what happened recently.

He was dressed in casual clothes, came and went casually, and not many people knew who he was.

I also occasionally "look at the children". Unfortunately, there are mostly children in the neighborhood, and I always feel noisy when I watch them play around occasionally.

Not as well-behaved as Si Chenzong's little guys.

Whenever this time comes, Jiang Yang simply goes home to study.

Because I stayed in another world for a long time before, so the return time this time is really not short.

Such a long period of time is enough for Jiang Yang to think about it.

……

It is already deep winter, and the weather is a bit cold.

However, Jiang Yang was in the south, so there was only a little snow in this season.

In such weather, there would not be many people outside, so Jiang Yang simply read in the room.

Thin snowflakes drifted outside the window, and Jiang Yang's gaze stayed on the lines of text on the page.

Some people say that in life, the more scheming, the more unnatural behaviors, and the thicker the skin, compared with children, there is always one thing that cannot be said.

Now thinking about it carefully, recalling his own experience and actions, from being sincere with others at the beginning to always covering up later, he probably lost a word of sincerity in his heart?
Everything is ready for me.Reflexive and sincere, there is no joy.

He was relieved, but also touched.

Be honest with yourself, with your sword, and with others.

Through all acquired concealment, he saw his real self, and also saw a brand new realm, and the truth of this realm was completely different compared to the past.

He was leaning on the chair in front of the desk, looking at the snow outside the window, suddenly his eyes were like sharp swords, and his heart was surging. If he used this state of mind to draw the sword...

He pointed and swung his sword.

A slender ripple leaked out of the window soundlessly.

……

In the sky of Nanshi, fine snow was flying, and an extremely eye-catching sword mark shook off the flying snow, and across the sky, it reached the depths of Chang Tian.

"You see what that is?"

"Is there a plane flying over?"

"Ma Ma, there are aliens flying over!"

On the street, many pedestrians stopped and talked a lot.

……

Nan City Spirit Holder Base.

The boys and girls who were training raised their heads one after another, looking at the distant sky.

"Look over there!"

They stopped what they were doing and stared at the sky intently.

A lean young man with short shaved hair was also staring at the sky above his head.

"Is that... a sword?"

This sword is shocking, leaving marks on the world!It almost made everyone's breathing stagnate.

"Captain Xu, who do you think would have made this sword? And why did you make this sword?"

"I heard that Shen Xi came to Nanshi recently, could it be her?"

Everyone looked solemn and shook their heads.

It stands to reason that Shen Xi should not have reached such a state, could it be the top few in the national list?
Just based on their cultivation and knowledge, it is really impossible to determine what kind of cultivation realm is needed to create such a momentum.

……

A black car drove through the bustling street, with the back seat in the car.

A woman in a brown trench coat and sunglasses stared out the window.

A blue sheathed sword with a whole body lay across his knees.

Her eyes suddenly stared out of the window, dazed.

"Miss Shen, what's the matter?"

The driver seemed to be vaguely aware of her strangeness, and turned his head to look at the sky: "That's it!?"

Seeing the snowflakes in the sky parting, it seemed to be cut by an extremely pure sword intent.

The car stopped slowly, like other passers-by.

Shen Xi opened the car door and walked out of the car. She took off her sunglasses and saw the sword marks in the sky gradually dissipate.

Flakes of snow fell down the cheeks.

The master said that only when you see yourself thoroughly, can you see the world, see, and Tao clearly.

But that kind of realm is too far away for her, hopeful, but unattainable.

She stretched out her hand and caught a snowflake. The snowflake in her palm did not wither, but instantly turned into two petals.

Along with her palm, there was a tingling pain.

A thin bloodstain was cut between the palms.

Her eyes trembled, the sword seemed to be engraved in the palm of her hand.

She seemed to see a sword, and seemed to see a person.

One, a person who has entered the Tao.

This is really a shocking thing. It has only been less than two years since the spirit bearer stepped into that world.

In such a short time, who can enter the Tao?
Who will it be?

……

In the bright room, Zhou Yi opened the window and looked out the window, the snow outside the window was falling down the window sill.

He stretched out his hand, letting flakes of snow fall on his palm.

Suddenly his heart was touched, and his thoughts circled, as if he saw the sick and strong young man in that narrow building, seeing those clear and clear eyes that seemed to be able to emit brilliance: "Old Jiang?"

He smiled casually, picked up the phone, as if chatting with a close friend: "Old Jiang, I saw it."

Jiang Yang sat in front of the window, looking at the message sent by Zhou Yi: "What did you see?"

"You."

Jiang Yang looked at the sky outside the window, and suddenly his face twitched: "Damn it!?"

(End of this chapter)