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Zhao QIu and I looked at each other and could only nod helplessly.

We are here to seek help from others, and they have the initiative. Naturally, we don't have any requirements. I just hope that this old man in front of us didn't intentionally make things difficult for us. If that's the case, then we really came here for nothing.

"What is the Dao?" The old man stared at us, his eyes shining.

"Eh …?" "What is the Dao?" Thousands of possibilities flashed through his mind, but he didn't expect the old man to ask such a question. I couldn't help but to think of the time when I had nothing to do and read the Buddhist scriptures, the discussion about the Dao of Han Mountain Temple written by Monk Han Shan and the monk who picked up the Dao. "

"The world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, underestimates me, despises me, loathes me, deceives me, and how is one to deal with it?" The monk replied, "Just endure him, let him, let him avoid him, tolerate him, respect him, ignore him, wait a few more years before you look at him again."

I thought to myself, actually, the way of these monks is not the way of my heart. As for the Dao, I have never thought about it before. Who would have the time to think about something that would be so boring for an outsider like him? Everyone was busy all day long with their dreams and dreams, or they were forced to run around due to the helplessness of reality. Even if they sometimes had feelings, they would just forget about it in the blink of an eye.

"Whatever you want to say, just say it. I just want to hear your understanding of the Dao." The old man was still staring at me and Zhao Qijiu with a burning gaze. Zhao QIu thought about it and then gave a pretty straightforward answer, "Old Taoist, let's be honest. Don't be angry. Actually, I think that this thing is a bitch. If your ability is strong, then it will listen to you. If your ability is insufficient, then it will listen to it. But I don't go along with other people's ways, even if it's a bitch, it won't affect me, will it? And my path can only be walked on my feet forever. Wherever I want to go, it has to extend to. I am the person who made it … "

The old man slowly nodded and said, "Ah …" "You sound a bit crooked, but you're actually a rather angry brat. To be honest, it's a pity that you don't have a heart that transcends the mundane world."

"Don't! Don't! "I am just speaking nonsense like a child. Perhaps tomorrow, I will have another idea …" I don't know why, but when the two of us look at this old man who is over ninety-seven years old and is still full of energy, we always feel that there aren't many things in this world that he can't accomplish. This feeling was very strange, but it was actually very real.

The old man chuckled as he teased Zhao Qijiu. He found it quite interesting. Then, he turned his head and looked at me. He said in an extremely serious manner, "Brat, you have to properly answer this old man's question. Otherwise, I won't say a single word about you."

Me: "…" I didn't expect the old man to say such words. I originally thought he was a Taoist who valued righteousness and righteousness immensely, but I didn't expect him to be so proficient in using such a 'shameless' method of coercion.

When one was under a roof, one had no choice but to lower their head. It wouldn't be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Twenty years later, he would be a good man again! Pui! Unlucky! I randomly comforted myself and met the old man's incomparably clear eyes.

In a trance, a clear stream flowed by and I felt as though I had fallen into a dream. After that, I said something that even I could not believe, "To cultivate one's body in the mortal world is to cultivate one's thoughts. Now that I've mastered it, I'll be like a god in my own world. I'll be like a Buddha, or a Daofather. "

These words of mine were said with extreme seriousness and a mysterious feeling lingered in the depths of my heart. It was as if it had been guiding me in some mysterious way, letting me know where my goal was. [That is right. If I think it is round, that man will have nothing more to ask for in his life. That means he can face everything with a calm mind.]

Unknowingly, the obsession in my heart had already reached such a point that it was unable to be dispelled. If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't have the heart to say these words today, even I wouldn't have known about these subconscious things.

I looked at the old man, who fell silent. After a while, he suddenly turned around and let out a long sigh while looking at the dharma form of the Spiritual Treasure sect behind him.

The green smoke scattered for a while and then became fainter and fainter until there was no longer any smoke coming out from the furnace.

The old man did not speak again. After a long period of silence, Zhao QIu still clasped his hands together and said, "Old Taoist, then our question …"

The old man shook his head. He didn't look at Zhao QIu but stared at me and asked, "Do you still want to ask? If you ask, this old Taoist will definitely speak his mind, and will speak without end. "

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao QIu's eyes. He quickly winked at me, signaling me to quickly ask. I gave him an apologetic look, then shook my head firmly and said, "Never mind."

"Qi Qiao!" Zhao QIanjiu called for me urgently, but I still shook my head. "Ol'ninth, there's really no need to ask."

There was no need to ask any further. The obsession was so deep that no matter what difficulties or obstacles lay ahead, I had to keep going and keep going. Even if I were to kill myself on the streets tomorrow, I still wouldn't be able to turn my back on such stubborn thoughts. I still wouldn't be able to do anything against my will. Good luck or bad luck, I'll have to bear them all. Knowing is no different from not knowing what it is to me. On the contrary, he felt even more depressed when he found out. Why did he have to suffer?

From that day on, my fate with the fortune-teller has been cut off completely for the rest of my life. I don't care about cause or effect, I don't care about fortune or misfortune. I just follow my own thoughts and walk forward step by step. Even if there are raging waves in front of me, even if there are raging floods behind me, as long as I can stand, I will have to walk a path forward.

Some people say that I left too selfishly, ignoring other people's feelings. Sometimes I don't bother to explain. Sometimes I tell the person who told me that what I want in this life isn't that big of a deal. It's just to make sure that every step forward is a relief. I do not regret the past, and I do not regret anything, because I have always believed that the path I have taken, the fork in the road that I have chosen, must have been the most correct one at the time. In this way, I will always have my own right life, no longer ask where it came from, no longer ask the end. Other people are right, not mine. They thought it was wrong, and it might be right for me.

Although there are millions of people here, I am on my own.

"Such a good thing … this kid can teach you!" A smile appeared in the old man's eyes once more. He looked at me and Zhao QIu and continued, "I have lived a lifetime of ninety-seven years and asked the heavens for seventy years. I didn't expect fate to be here. Since the Dao already exists, why ask again? The people of this world are delusional, the buddhist faith is delusional, and once it is broken today, one can take off their bindings and roam the world. "

With that, the old man shoved a thin notebook into my arms. Furthermore, he told me that this was the fist technique that he had performed a moment ago.

"This technique cannot be taught to outsiders. It is not suitable for anyone. Unless someone is fated to forcefully practice it, it will harm the body. Take care, we are fated to meet again. " After saying that, the old man walked out of the temple door gracefully. Zhao QIu and I didn't even have time to react.

"Old Taoist, please wait!" Zhao QIu shouted in panic and chased after them. When we arrived at the entrance of the temple, there was no sign of the old man. It was as if he had suddenly disappeared into the mountains, never to be found again.

"This old Taoist is an otherworldly expert." Listening to the water still gurgling, I thought of some of the things I'd heard my grandfather nagging about in my childhood. He said that there were many experts in this world. Some of them lived in seclusion in the mountains and rivers, while others lived in the depths of the city, never showing their skills. They were just like ordinary people who played in the secular world.

"Hey, Zheng Qiqiao, what were you trying to do just now? It was so easy to seize this opportunity, but you didn't even ask anything. Now that he's gone, it's just a waste of effort."

I asked Zhao QIu, "Old Ninth, actually, there's no need to ask anymore. Just now, I had a good understanding of the situation. Everyone's path was fixed. From the beginning to the end, as long as there was an obsession, then no matter what, it would be impossible to avoid problems during the process of walking. Didn't you also say that knowing too much isn't a good thing? Actually, it's the same. Even if I knew what was bad for me, I would still do it according to my plan. So what if I knew? It's just adding trouble. "

Zhao QIu fell silent. After a long time, he finally said, "It's up to you. Anyway, this is your problem. Since you think it's fine, then forget it." Right, what was that thing that Taoist gave you just now? "Hurry up and take it out."

"He said it's the boxing style he used just now. Didn't you hear what he said?" I took out the old thin notebook and asked Zhao QIu curiously.

Zhao QIu glared at him and said, "Where did he say that? I heard him say, "You're a good boy," and then he left it in your arms and disappeared. "My god, could this be the legendary martial arts technique?"

The thin book only had nine pages, and not a single page had a simple yet strange gesture. Zhao QIu looked at this thin notebook and started to run with his mouth full of trains, which made me break out in a cold sweat.

"Martial arts secret manuals my ass, it's a set of life force fist art. It's the same as Tai Chi." I looked at two positions, exactly the same way the old man did when he was punching. The painting looked like it was about to break out of a piece of paper.

Zhao QIu looked forward to opening it and closed it in disappointment. He really thought it was a martial arts manual from a martial arts novel. Looking at his expression, I was speechless.