The Prince with the Sword Goes to the End of the World

"A tree without roots, the flowers are still and secluded, who will give up if you are greedy for glory."

"Floating things happen, a boat in a sea of ​​bitterness, it's not free to swing back and forth."

"Boundless and shoreless, it is difficult to anchor, often swimming in dangerous places."

"Keep looking back, it's the shore, don't wait for the storm to break the boat."

The halberd commanded the momentum, startled like a bird, graceful like a dragon, where Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his posture, the branches and leaves swirled, and the mist was hazy.

"A tree without roots, the flowers are right and wrong, and the way of yin and yang is not complete."

"Gold separates wood, mercury separates lead, and yang and widows and yin and solitary are on each side."

"In the world, yin and yang match men and women, and children and grandchildren are passed on from generation to generation."

"Fun is mortal, rebellious is immortal, only upside down in the middle."

In a few words, he explained the vicissitudes of the world and the cycle of cause and effect.

"A tree without roots has no flowers, and it is difficult to draw a picture without a shape or shape."

"I don't have a name or surname, but I listen to it, and I'm caught in the middle of the furnace."

"Use the Zhoutian Samadhi fire, and exercise the vacuum to return to nothingness."

"To pay homage to the capital of heaven, to receive a talisman from heaven, is a real man."

He commanded the fall of his halberd, and suddenly stopped. In the distant sky, the dark clouds dissipated, and thousands of lightning lights intersected into columns, thundering down.

When he dropped his finger, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the color of the sky and the earth changed, turning the lacquered night into a gray day, which suddenly appeared and disappeared.

"Those who violate the destiny will be punished!"

"Those who violate the rules will be punished!"

"Those who violate heaven and earth will be punished!"

After three drinks, no one knows how to get punished, but they feel that there must be punished.

The ghosts and ghosts in the world are in thousands of forms. Once born, there will be extinction; once they are extinguished, there will be life.

He looked back Ling Ran, staring at his eyes with disdain, his smile was gone, and he had a bit more murderous aura.

Shang Mo suddenly felt powerless, his eyes wandered, and he was like a blunt tree.

"My child, everything is counted, so you don't have to force it too much. If you wish, it is destiny; if you don't, it is also destiny. In life, I am most afraid of changes in the middle of the life, and the direction will be shattered. However, what can be shattered is always the present, but not the way of heaven and earth."

Shang Mo was speechless, staring blankly.

"Impoverished Taoist view that your internal strength cultivation is caused by the way of heaven, and it develops according to the trend. However, how many people can see the truth of the principle of being obedient to the mortal and rebellious to the immortal... In fact, the way of martial arts also pays attention to a The word "break" breaks order, breaks eternity, breaks cognition, breaks genre, breaks moves..."

"Pimpedao, although I don't know what state your respected teacher has reached now, but if you want to make great achievements in martial arts, you must 'change the wait into the hair, change the obedience into the opposite'."

After Zhang Sanfeng's expression calmed down, Shang Mo, who heard his continuous words, gradually calmed down, "The exercises I practice are combined with wind, rain, thunder, electricity, and shock, but there are indeed restrictions based on equal forces."

"Then go break through them. Why wait under your mind? If you have it in your heart, why go along?" Zhang Sanfeng said, "It's better to wait for the wind than to blow the wind; to wait for the rain is better to turn it into rain; to wait for the thunder than to slash fiercely." ; Waiting for the electric shock to arrive, it is better to be as imposing as a rainbow."

Shang Mo, who blinked several times, gradually frowned, "You mean, move as you please, follow your thoughts?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and nodded, "In this world, there are too many people who choose to wait, and thus miss the beauty that should be there. Restricted everywhere..."

"As everyone knows, the law of heaven is reincarnated, the destiny of destiny, once the cause and effect arrives, it reverses and rewinds, and there is no escape. Xiaowa, you have to boldly trust your intuition, face your body and mind calmly, let you Your thoughts can be ravaged; let your will be eternal."

When he finished speaking, he suddenly burst out laughing, and continued: "Demons are not demons, gods are not gods, gods and demons are one, why bother to distinguish them; Enlightenment, one thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a god, that's all..."

Shang Mo couldn't help feeling a little doubtful, "Then according to what you said, how should I do it?"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Pindao said too much, you and Pindao are both internally solid and externally empty. Pindao is empty in the mortal body after breaking away from the "Yang God", but you are empty in external moves. Even if you have internal strength Exquisiteness is rare in the world, and it is inevitable to encounter limited and poisoned moments, so it is necessary to practice moves outside and stabilize the foundation."

Afterwards, he sighed slowly: "Looking at your figure, you should have learned martial arts halfway, and you have cultivated the skills in a short period of time. The difference in your foundation is like rotten wood, but it is not difficult to wither. It's just... poor way You have already entered the way of heaven, for you, there is nothing to teach, nothing to teach...It all depends on your chance and good luck..."

Shang Mo cupped his hands, "You don't have to feel sorry, in fact, what you said today has benefited Shang Mo a lot. If everything has a destiny, then Shang Mo also has his own destiny."

Zhang Sanfeng moved forward slowly, couldn't help raising his arm, but was unable to lower it, "Xiaowa, do you want to bid farewell to Pindao?"

Shang Mo didn't let go of his hand, showing a sly smile, "It's amazing to have the advice of heaven and man, so I don't dare to bother you too much. Shang Mo will also go to find the way and ask, and let go of his obsession, so as not to have any regrets."

"Xiaowa, are you going to Shaolin Temple?" Zhang Sanfeng was in a hurry, but suddenly calmed, "Some things really need to be tried, how will you know if you don't try? How can you know what to do? ... But, poor man I also want to advise you, never go against the wishes of others... Everyone in the world has a mission, and everyone has a way back, and they cannot be mixed together, and they must not be plundered or persecuted."

Shang Mo slowly replied: "Shang Mo...definitely remember."

Dan Xiao, it was a very light smile, and it was an extremely comfortable smile. This light smile only belonged to Zhang Sanfeng, and only belonged to a person in mythology.

He waved his hands, hiding his reluctance, feeling a little more emotional, "Go...tonight, it is a great honor for Pindao to have a chat with my little friend...At least, Pindao is already I don't know what loneliness is... go, do what you have to do..."

Taking a few steps sideways, looking back into the distance, the solitary shadow is still there, and the solitary cliff is still towering, but Shangmo, who is also a lonely person, does not feel lonely.

Because, tears have already flowed from his eyes, accompanying him...

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On the second day of October, night frost.

Winter is approaching, the vegetation withers, and the pinworms rest.

Outside Yingtian Mansion, the branches and leaves dyed red by frost and dew, and the golden late rice, are connected with the sunset glow, dazzling the earth.

When the "Embroidered Hibiscus" lights up the lights, the streets are already cold, but the Qinhuai River is full of laughter.

The top of the sedan chair, with a hundred feet and a thousand arms, leans down under the light of red lanterns, and changes in the voice of the girl.

The Qinhuai River, which has been depressed for more than 700 years, is now radiant and bustling.

The frost has already formed a mist in the sky, silk vines pass over the roof, wander under the eaves, hang on the treetops, seem to contain beads, seem to have tears, but they are full of vitality and green.

The honeysuckle that endures the bitter cold is also called: honeysuckle vine.

Life does not choose a place, Ling Dong does not wither.

It is a symbol of auspiciousness and is also widely used in Buddhism, representing the immortality of the soul and eternal life in reincarnation.

However, in this place like a sky tower, every time people look at Lonicera, they can't help feeling a surge of emotion and full of desire.

The evil smile, the free smile, also at this moment, all turned into a faint smile on the face of Ruo Yan.

There is a tacit understanding, and there is a tendency to compete for fame and fortune.

The chrysanthemum face has already bloomed, and the beauty of the oiran is fully displayed, surpassing the reality of a gentleman.

Honeysuckle, of course, cannot compare to the chrysanthemum, one of the four gentlemen in "Embroidered Hibiscus".

However, one of the four gentlemen is a flower, a thing, not a person.

How can flowers and things compare with people?

It can only be used as a foil, it can only be exhausted, it can only wither in this night.

Graceful dancing steps swirled on the lotus platform, white jade arms stretched out in front of her eyes, and a chrysanthemum in her hand aroused the pity of all guests.

If it is said that being able to enter this "Xiu Furong" restaurant is already distinguished, then being able to witness Chu Shanshan's dance with one's own eyes is even more difficult to obtain.

However, no one knew why she wanted to dance tonight, and why she wanted to be on stage as the first dancer.

However, how can everything in this world be flawless?

Temporary perfection never equals the succession of the past.

If the past is spliced ​​together to make it coherent with the present, then the contradictions can be found, and the flaws that seem to be perfect can also be seen clearly.

However, when does a woman whose eyes are full of love need such trouble?

There is no need to splice the past at all to connect the present.

It's just because her gaze is already betraying herself, it has completely become an expression of naked body without clothes.

This is a hot emotion that can only be felt between women, and it is only between women that they can understand heartache.

What's ridiculous is that the guests present only had good flowers, beautiful people, and beautiful dances in their eyes, but they were doing "backing leaves" without realizing it.

The sad thing is, Mr. Fang and Mr. Cao in her eyes are so stalwart and noble, but Mr. Cao and Mr. Fang never locked their eyes on her at all.

It's just because, between the two men, they are looking at each other's face and heart, they are calculating each other, and they want to cover up in every possible way...

They all turned their bodies sideways, tilted their heads, their faces were pale, and their hearts were extremely disgusted. The two of them were clearly far away, but they were standing on each other...

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