Early in the morning after the snow, the empty valley is very new.

Although the stream is frozen, there are still small streams.

The willows are hanging by the stream, and crystal clear ice spirals are hanging.

The chickens and ducks whispered behind the house, tick and chirping.

Occasionally, one or two winter birds glided past and fell into dry bushes.

It snowed all night and the yard was covered with a thick layer of white snow.

A tall man was shirtless cleaning up the snow, and the white snow piled into a small snow mountain in the corner of the yard.

"Your place is a paradise." A slightly old voice sounded in the valley.

The man glanced at the old man who suddenly appeared, walked into the house with a broom shovel, and soon moved two stools, a coffee table and a pot of hot tea came out.

The old man sat on the stool, half-squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, and then smiled and said, "Good air, no smell of blood."

The man poured the tea himself, and the sound of the tea purr and the sound of the jingle of the stream not far away were in harmony.

The old man raised his legs and picked up the cup and took a sip, "Well, good tea, it's made from this stream."

The man looked at the sky, never speaking, not knowing what he was thinking.

The old man put down the teacup and sighed: "I have been thinking about it for decades, but it is difficult to meet each other without seeing each other. I understand your mood, but isn't the greatness of fatherly love reflected in this?"

The old man glanced at the man who was thinking about something, and his eyes turned to the sky. "The sky is so high that everything in the world seems small. If there is a god in the sky, in their opinion, the love, hatred, fame, fortune and wealth in the world would be so childish and ridiculous."

"This is your way" asked the man who had never spoken.

"Are you curious about my words"?

"I'm curious why a person like you, who believes in the way of heaven, is still lingering in the world."

"Why does God exist without a person? No one is known to the heaven and earth." "All living beings are suffering, and one person is saved by one person." "My way is to save people."

The man withdrew his gaze and glanced at the old man wearing a mask, "I only see you killing people."

The old man smiled faintly, "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who is like hell? If you want to save someone, kill someone first, it's not a contradiction."

"Who are you going to save?"

"In this world where the strong prey on the weak, cut some flesh from the strong to the weak

Eat, help the weak and let them see hope.”

"The weak will become a strong person after eating meat, and it will also eat the weak person."

"Then weaken the weak who becomes the strong and feed the weaker ones. The cycle will be repeated, and the world will sooner or later become even."

"Robbery the rich and help the poor"?

"That's right, but not all."

The man sneered, "This is the reason for your loyalty to the person behind you."

The old man shook his head, "It's not loyalty, it's resonance. People talk about ideals and beliefs, and for me, this is my way."

"Have you heard a saying that you will never leave the rich and help the poor and the poor."

"Then you should have heard a saying that it is never easy to do it even though you know it is impossible."

"The Tao can be told, but it cannot be told. Whether or not it is realized, the Tao is there. Standing on the top of the mountain with a high attitude and manipulating the life of the weak is the greatest sorrow of the weak."

The old man smiled, "Without me, the sword that practices the way for heaven, there would be a bloody knife of the strong. Do you think there would be no other shadow without me? Shadows are everywhere, and they exist for thousands of years in the long river of time, and they exist in any corner of the world. Under the sunshine, there will be shadows."

The man also smiled, "You are right. Looking at the sky is so high that it can dilute all love, hate, love, grudges and grudges in the world."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Chenlong, I am very pleased that you can realize this. You did not disappoint me after all."

Lu Chenlong looked up at the sky, "Everyone can change, but the only thing that remains unchanged is this world."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "I prefer to call it enlightenment, transcend human desires, transcend self, transcend all grievances, and from self-consciousness to awareness of him. This is a difficult journey, but it is also the essence of man. Otherwise, what is the difference between man and chicken, duck, birds and beasts?"

Lu Chenlong said lightly: "I never thought about proof of any Tao. I am just a person, the same person as the ordinary people you call me. I am just an ordinary father who hopes that my son can live well."

The old man nodded, reached out to cover his cheek, and removed the bronze mask, revealing his true face under the mask.

"It's you"!

"It's me."

Looking at Lu Chenlong's puzzled expression, the old man said lightly: "I know I was back then."

Why did you come to you? Because from the first glance, I decided that you will become my heir. I have been waiting for the day when you get enlightened. You can go to Daluo Mountain to stop Lu Shanmin, and you can look at everything in the world from the perspective of heaven."

"Did you choose me, or the person behind you choose me"?

"Is there any difference?"

"I am not as noble as you think."

"It doesn't matter, decades have passed, so why not wait for a few more years? The word "子" cannot be achieved overnight."

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Lu Shanmin had locked himself in his room for three days.

Hai Dongqing did not disturb him. It was difficult for people who reached their level to open a person's heart. What's more, comforting people, the innate talent of this woman is not obvious in her.

She believed that Lu Shanmin could adjust himself. She had experienced so many life and deaths, and nothing could defeat him.

As soon as he walked out of the Tiandu Hotel, he saw Tian Heng climbing up the steps, and he also saw the black clothes.

"You come to find him?" Hai Dongqing asked coldly.

"I'll come to find my father." Tian Heng's voice was also cold.

"You came to the wrong place."

Tian Heng stood under the steps and looked up at Hai Dongqing. Every time he saw her, he felt an inexplicable pain and anxiety in his heart.

"He and Lu Zhenchi of the Lu family disappeared on the Daluo Mountain Outer Ring Expressway."

"So what"?

"You don't seem to be surprised at all"?

"Why am I surprised when the way of heaven is circulating?"

"I have to ask him for an explanation"!

"You"? Hai Dongqing raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and this sneer penetrated Tian Heng's heart deeply.

"You can't stop me."

"Why should I stop you?" Hai Dongqing turned sideways slightly and made the way. "It is very unwise for you to go find him now."

"That's my business," Tian Heng and Hai Dongqing crossed their shoulders and walked straight towards the elevator entrance.

Hai Dongqing looked back, walked down the steps, and disappeared into the crowd.
Chapter completed!