139 Awe

One hundred miles away from the capital.

Snow Peak Mountain.

Of course there is no snow in Xuefeng Mountain today, because it is a hot summer day.

The bright sun hangs in the sky like a glowing mirror.

There is no cloud in the sky, and it is as blue as clear as a washing.

The sky is deep and mysterious.

At the foot of the mountain, under the shade of shade.

The old and the young walked slowly.

The old man is in his fifties, with a fairy-like appearance and looks like a master.

The young girl is a girl who looks like she is sixteen or seventeen years old. She wears simple clothes and her clothes are washed white. However, no matter how inconspicuous the clothes are worn on her, she shows a different style.

The little girl is not old, her face is still childish, her eyes are watery, and her girl's tenderness and youthfulness are also the girl.

However, her figure is far beyond what she should be at this age, and her figure is different from that of ordinary girls. It should be so prominent and concave. Even if she is wearing loose coarse cloth clothes, it still cannot block her charm.

Along the way, as long as you meet someone, no matter how old or young you are, your eyes will be frozen on her.

At the beginning, the girl found that she would be noticed wherever she went, and she was immediately at a loss and didn't know what to do, but now she can face it safely and stay calmly.

Just as her master Yang Zailong said, whether it is good or bad, it is all given to you by your parents, and this is yourself.

She suddenly realized that from then on, she didn't care about all the strange looks and was calm.

My mind has grown a lot since then.

At this moment, the old and the young came slowly.

Yang Zailong teaches Chuchu's way is different from teaching other students.

Other students teach them the principles of practice and the methods of practice, and teach them step by step, in every detail, in all aspects.

But Chuchu was different. He rarely taught her anything except some basic principles and methods.

But he took her out to walk and watch more.

The most common thing he said to Chuchu was that it is better to walk ten thousand miles and watch ten thousand people than to read ten thousand books!

Today, he naturally brought Chuchu outside again, but he had already begun to turn back now.

"Chuchu, how are you getting today?" Yang Zailong asked as he walked.

The girl who followed closely replied quickly: "Master, I have gained a lot today!"

"Tell me, what have you gained?" Yang Zailong asked while splitting a trace of spiritual thoughts and searching from all directions.

"Master, I think any of us practitioners must have a sense of awe in our hearts!" Chu Chu blinked her eyes, thought for a while, and then spoke.

Um?

Yang Zailong stopped, turned his head, and looked at the little girl with a little surprise.

He didn't expect she would give such an answer.

His appearance scared the little girl. The little girl suddenly felt guilty and asked weakly: "Master, did your disciple say it wrong?"

Yang Zailong withdrew his gaze and continued his previous investigation.

Xuefeng Mountain is not far from the capital, only about one hundred miles away, and public security should be relatively good, not to mention that there are several Golden Dragon Guards guarding him around him, but he still dare not take it lightly, and his nerves have been tense all the time.

Because of assassination and anti-assassination, since he became the super sword master of the Great Chu Empire, he has been playing on him repeatedly.

Kill him, this is something the tycoons of the other empires dream about.

So, he had to be careful.

While exploring, he smiled and said, "Chuchu, your summary is very good. To be honest, it is far beyond my expectations.

The most important thing for a practitioner is to have his own thinking and judgment, and not follow others' opinions.

For example, Fukong Mountain, many people now say that it is hell, but is it really hell?

And...what is hell?

Is your hell necessarily my hell?

Self-discipline, diligence, and hard work. The daily life of these practitioners is naturally hell for those who are lazy and have no pursuit. But is he hell for those of us who are eager to do something about us?"

Chuchu's big eyes blinked, and she seemed to understand it!

Yang Zailong did not explain in detail. For Chuchu, he had his own separate teaching method. He smiled and changed the topic: "But... Chuchu... I'm very curious, why did you sum up such a conclusion... Why did you say that people should have a sense of awe!"

"Master, I think that only by having a sense of awe can we practitioners go further on the path of practice.

Only with a sense of awe can one not kill innocent people.

Because even an ant, he is a life!"

Chu Chu talked happily.

Yang Zailong listened calmly, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Chuchu said seriously: "No matter how strong a practitioner is, he does not have the right to dominate others' lives at will, because if he dominates other people's lives at will, then those who are stronger than him will dominate his lives at will?"

Um?

Yang Zailong was stunned.

Chu Chu's words just now were like a thunder bomb, rumbling in Yang Zailong's heart.

However, Chuchu didn't know the shock in Yang Zailong's heart, but continued:

"The reason why we need to have a sense of awe is not only respect for life, but also very important, that is, no matter how strong a practitioner is, he is actually a weak person!

The first-grade Qi refining is very strong, right? But there is a foundation building on him!

The foundation building of the first grade is very strong, but there is also a golden elixir!

The golden elixir is very strong, but when it comes to Fukong Mountain, the golden elixir is nothing?

Even if a saint is invincible in the world, he is just an ant in front of the vast universe!

Therefore, no matter how powerful a practitioner is, he must have a sense of awe and knows his insignificance in order to make himself stronger!”

"We must have a sense of awe, but we should not be afraid!"

After saying that, Chuchu raised her head, looked at Yang Zailong and asked, "Master, am I right?"

But Yang Zailong did not answer because at this moment, he was already shocked by Chuchu's summary.

At the same time, he was also inspired. Some of his previous incomprehensions and some of his incompleteness were immediately supplemented.

The Tao in his heart became more and more complete, and his realm, even if he deliberately suppressed it, was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If he continues at this speed, it won’t take long to go to the Golden Pill Realm.

"Master!" Chuchu shouted again.

At this moment, Yang Zailong suddenly woke up. His lips pulled back and his face suddenly had a bright smile. He looked at the little girl beside him indulgently: "Chuchu, you are really my precious disciple. What you said is really good. I was inspired. Although I am your master, many times, Chuchu, you are also my master. I have truly experienced it when teaching and learning from each other."

When Chuchu heard this, she immediately laughed happily, her eyes curled like crescent moons.

Yang Zailong asked curiously as he walked: "Chuchu, did you think of all the things you just said?"

Chuchu said: "Some are, and some are told by Mr. Su!"

"Su Qi?" Yang Zailong was stunned.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a popping sound in the lake water not far ahead. In an instant, a stream of light broke through the air, and then flew towards him like lightning!

Flying sword?

Assassination?
Chapter completed!