The green pine is lonely and arrogant in the stone, and the young branches sway with the breeze.

The yellow finch nests and hides in the trees, and the summer cicadas drum their wings and chirp on the branches.

The clear spring gurgles out of the mountain stream, and flows straight down like Bai Lian.

The goshawk flapps its wings and scales, and the white clouds greet the sunrise.

It is a nameless lonely mountain in the middle of a long range of mountains, independent and not connected to other mountains.

When Yang Congyi woke up again and opened his eyes, he saw a dim stone wall above his head, struggled to sit up, turned his head to look, and found himself in a stone room.

Apparently, his life was saved.

Looking at the few daily necessities placed in the room, my heart was full of questions.

He lifted his legs down from the stone bed with difficulty, and walked barefoot to the outside of the stone.

As soon as I got out of the cave, I saw a person, sitting cross-legged on the rocks outside the cave, facing the outside of the mountain.

"You're awake." The man heard the movement at the entrance of the cave and opened his mouth to inquire without looking back.

Yang Congyi was shocked, this was a woman's voice, crisp and pleasant, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Save your life, you can't repay it, and you didn't ask for the surname of Engong?" Just woke up, Yang Congyi's mind was very confused, and he couldn't remember who the other party would be, so he asked respectfully.

I saw that the man slowly got up and got off the mountain stone and walked towards Yang Congyi.

"Dust Clearer Dao Chief!" Yang Congyi saw the other party's eyes clearly, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

"Master Yang, your injuries are not light, so you should rest more." Qingchen Dao Chang was wearing a cyan cloth coat at this time, and his clothes were relatively casual, looking very plain.

Yang Congyi said: "It's okay, the time to lie down should not be short, and the whole body is stiff." I have a lot of questions for the Taoist. ”

Qingchen Dao Chang turned to look out of the mountain, and said calmly: "That day, I practiced at the bottom of the mountain according to Master's instructions, and I was practicing light exercises in the river, when I suddenly heard a shout from far away, I was worried about whether someone had fallen into the water, so I stopped on the big stone in the middle of the river and waited, and it didn't take long to see a person in the river being washed down by the water, and when I pulled the person up, I found out that it was you." At that time, you had no breath and no pulse, and I couldn't carry you ashore, so I went back and called Master. Master came to see you and said you were still alive, so he brought you back here. You had a lot of injuries on your body, and you soaked in sewage, and when you came back, you had a high fever that didn't go away, and Master used a lot of medicine to cure you. ”

After the Taoist chief finished speaking, most of the doubts in Yang Congyi's heart were gone, and he immediately bowed down, made a big salute, and sincerely thanked: "Qingchen Taoist saves his life, Yang is unforgettable!" ”

Qingchen Daoist didn't look back, naturally he didn't see Yang Congyi saluting, but just replied: "Don't keep it in mind, it's all a gesture." As soon as you wake up, rest first, and I'll go and find Master to come back. Without waiting for Yang Congyi to say anything, he walked directly along the stone cliff and disappeared.

Yang Congyi looked at the disappearing figure of the Qingchen Dao Chief, and sighed secretly, fate is really a wonderful thing, in this mountain, he encountered two life dangers, and was saved by the two Dao Masters, I really should think about how to repay them.

After Qingchen Dao Chang left, Yang Congyi took a few steps forward to the edge of the cliff, raised his eyes and looked at the reckless mountains opposite, his thoughts flew around, and his brows gradually tightened.

After experiencing life and death again, his mind has changed.

To be born as a human being, how to live, how to die, to be self-determined, how can you let others manipulate you!

People, you still have to do something for yourself, even if you can't control your own destiny, you have to live with style, otherwise why live!

Those who regard others as pawns are ultimately other people's pawns.

After figuring out some things, Yang Congyi took a few deep breaths of the fresh mountain air, and his heart was a little calmer. When you come to the rock, sit down cross-legged, close your eyes and reflect on yourself, and when your tumbling thoughts gradually return to calm, you will begin to practice Taoist exercises.

It has been a long time since there has been such an empty environment, which can allow him to practice with peace of mind, and this sitting is like entering a meditation, forgetting himself, forgetting his body, and forgetting the world.

I don't know how long it took, when he heard a light cough, Yang Congyi came back to his senses, and opened his eyes to see the green pines and cypresses, and the reckless mountains in the distance. When your mind turns, you know where you are.

got up and turned around, Daoist Zheng and Daoist Qingchen were already behind him.

Yang Congyi turned around, bowed deeply to the two Dao Chiefs, and said very sincerely: "The Dao Leader saved the kid's life twice, and now he is in the grass, I don't know when I can repay one or two!" ”

After the two Taoist leaders returned the salute, Zheng Daochang replied: "It is also fate to meet again, since it is fate, it should be determined by heaven, and those who are monks have nothing to ask for, so why should they repay." Qingchen does not avoid danger, when Xie Qingchen. ”

Yang Congyi gave another salute to the Qingchen Daoist, and said in his mouth: "The life-saving grace of the Qingchen Daoist will never be forgotten!" "A weak woman, pulling him up in the turbulent torrent, how dangerous and difficult, he can fully imagine, with this thank you from the bottom of his heart, sincere,

Zheng Dao said: "Master Yang, how are you recovering from your injuries?" ”

Yang Congyi endured the pain and moved his arms, and said with a smile: "It's all trauma, it should be fine." ”

Zheng Dao said: "It's okay if it's okay." When I saw you in the river that day, my body was full of wounds, my breath was weak, and I took you back and started a high fever, and I didn't go back for three days, thinking that I couldn't save it, but I didn't want to be fatal, and today I suddenly had a fever. When you are recovering from a serious illness, you should take a good rest and recuperate, and do not act rashly. ”

Yang Congyi said: "I know, thank you chief." ”

Zheng Daochang didn't say anything more, and carried a pheasant to the other side of the cliff. The Dust Cleaner also followed.

Yang Congyi was grateful in his heart, and this kindness should be repaid no matter what.

He turned around, sat down cross-legged on the rock, and continued to meditate. But his stomach was empty and he was hungry.

I don't know when the chicken soup will be cooked, Yang Congyi is itchy for a while, and his tongue is full of relish. This meditation is no longer in concentration.

The sun rose, and a ray of sunlight hit the cliff, and the surroundings suddenly became much brighter.

Cicadas chirp and birds chirp, goose wings flapping in the air, ancient pine trees, new leaves and dead branches, alone on the mountains, stone cliffs are empty.

After two bowls of mushroom and chicken soup, Yang Congyi suddenly felt full of strength and energy, even if he lifted the stone table in front of him. He hadn't drunk such a delicious chicken soup in a long time, and he really wanted to drink all the rest of the chicken soup in one go, but after drinking the third bowl, he put down the soup bowl.

"Dao Chief, don't you drink?"

"This pheasant is boiled for you to nourish your body, you drink it first, we don't eat much, and it's the same if we drink it later."

Yang Congyi didn't agree with anything, and he had to ask the two Taoist masters to be together. The Taoist chief did not argue, and drank half a pot of chicken soup together.

"Master Yang, I don't know why you suffered from this?" The three of them returned to the mountain stone in front of the stone chamber and sat down, and Zheng Daochang asked.

Yang Congyi will talk about the general process of being forced to throw himself into the river from Panlong Mountain and Dao Chang to Nitou Mountain, and then to Fairy Peak.

Hearing this, the two Taoist elders sighed.

Yang Congyi said remorsefully: "Who would have thought that people's hearts are so sinister, for their own selfishness, they regard other people's lives as grass mustard, and their subordinates as pigs and dogs, I am careless, and I hurt them." ”

Zheng Daochang was silent for a long time, and then persuaded: "It's no wonder you, people's hearts are like this, either good or evil, one black and one white, interdependent, good will not completely swallow evil, evil can not completely swallow good, there is no good in the world, there is no evil, there is no evil without evil." If you don't go into the mountain, there will be others in the mountain, and in front of the wicked, everyone will inevitably die. ”

Yang Congyi said: "There are hundreds of people who have entered the mountain, I don't know how many can go back, they are all living people, are they so lowly in the eyes of those who are high, at their mercy, dispensable?" Do you deserve to be dead? ”

Zheng Dao said: "All things are born in their own positions, respect the elders and the young, and each has its own reason. People claim to be the primate of all things, and there are also high and low, the difference between the strong and the weak, the old and the young, but also have to respect their own position, each has its own law, serve heaven and earth, and the law is natural. Those who are in the upper position have their own high standards, and those who are lower also have the basis for the lower position. From the top to the bottom, there is no texture, and from the bottom view, the overall situation is not distinguished, the top and bottom are different, and the actions are also different. If there is injustice in the heart, the upper can go down, and the lower can go up. You ask if the general public in the lower position is dispensable, and the poor Tao says yes, and so is the person in the high position. If you are in a lower position and have compassion in your heart, you can help one person, you can help ten people, but if you want to help hundreds, thousands, or ten thousands, you can't. But ascending to a high position has its own law of high position, and it is not a matter of giving to hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand people. In front of the laws of heaven and earth, everything is dust and smoke, unable to jump out of the world, unable to be liberated, and eventually being burdened by it, and unable to rest in mind. ”

Yang Congyi said: "Although the Dao Chang's Dao is reasonable, but I am from the world, and now I am also in the world, I can't see human life like a mustard, I can't stand the mercy of wanton, my heart is uneven, and it is difficult to calm down. ”

Zheng Dao said: "All things evolve, self-improvement is endless, the strong and weak can be easy to change, and the weak also have a time to become stronger, and there is also a day to reach the top." But if he reaches the top one day, when he can turn over the stormy waves, he can still see these people who are surviving at the bottom today, and they should live up to what they think today. If by that time the clouds and rain have been overturned, your eyes have been full of mustard, you have lost your original intention, and you can't turn back again, then you will think about why you did it in the first place, and what is the use. Heaven and earth have a common way, there are no saints in the world, sorrow and self-determination, and happiness and longevity can be sought. Since the donor has grievances and is difficult to let go, then he will be a blockbuster. If you go to a day when your heart is calm, you have no nostalgia for the world, no worries, choose a high mountain cave house, and concentrate on cultivating, you should be able to understand what the poor Tao is saying today. ”

Yang Congyi said: "What the Taoist said about the Heavenly Dao Dao, I can't understand it now. But the way of the world should not be like this, there was no grass mustard before reaching the top, but I believe there will be in the future. If he reaches the top one day, I will change the way of the world, which regards human life as a mustard, so that there is no difference between high and low, and fortune and misfortune are self-determined, rather than being manipulated by others. ”

Zheng Daochang sighed and said: "The donor has such ambitions, and he should be congratulated. I hope that no matter where you live in the future, the donor will not forget where his heart started today, and who he will make a wish for today. ”

Yang Congyi said: "Unforgettable, never forget in this life." ”

Zheng Dao said: "In this case, you have a good rest, and he will show his ambitions one day." After saying that, the Taoist chief said no more.

Yang Congyi committed suicide by throwing herself into the river, and now she is resurrected, when she asks for an explanation and a result, it is understandable, she can't stop it.

Since then, Yang Congyi has been recuperating in the cave where the Taoist master cultivates, there is mushroom and chicken soup every day, and the injury recovers quickly, and within a few days, the wound has slowly healed and scabbed, and he can also help make some sundries within his ability, collect firewood and make a fire, no problem. These days, he put aside distracting thoughts for the time being, concentrated on conditioning his body, and like the Taoist elders, he did his homework in the morning and evening, cultivating his self-cultivation and recuperating his energy.

Every time the Daoist practiced swordsmanship these days, he didn't avoid Yang Congyi, and he had seen it a few times, but his martial arts were low, he could only use a set of marksmanship, and his swordsmanship had never been touched, so he naturally couldn't see the way, even if he wanted to learn, he couldn't start.

He privately asked Qingchen Dao Chang how long it would take to practice swords, and Dao Chang told him that she had practiced by herself for eight years, and the master had practiced for no less than forty years, and I heard the master say that her swordsmanship was only average, and there were many people who were better than her.

Hearing what Dao Chang Qingchen said, Yang Congyi gave up the idea of learning swordsmanship, and he didn't practice his marksmanship well, so he didn't have so much time.

Since then, he didn't care about swordsmanship, and when his body was almost recovered, he also began to practice boxing, slowly regained his strength, and began to prepare for the descent of the mountain.