Lu Shanmin woke up from a pain. When he woke up, his mind was blank. He didn't know where he was or where the pain in his whole body came from.

After staring at the ceiling for a long time, the memories gradually came out from the depths of my mind.

The snowflakes covered with snowy floors, the ravines, the last blow, and the last light that disappeared in front of you.

Lu Shanmin was confused in his mind, not sure whether he was dead or still alive. If he was dead, why could he still see things? If he was still alive, he didn't believe that he could still survive.

It was not until he saw the boy walking into the room that he realized that he was really alive.

The boy looked at him with a sharp look like a knife. If his eyes could kill people, he had already killed Lu Shanmin thousands of times with his eyes.

He moved very rudely when he removed the gauze, changed the dressings, and wrapped it in again.

Lu Shanmin couldn't move all over and allowed the boy to vent his hatred on his wound, causing him to sweat profusely.

In the next few days, most of the time, Lu Shanmin lies alone in bed. The boy walked into the room on time every morning, noon and evening, changed his medicine and fed him.

The freshly cooked porridge was steaming with a strong heat. The boy didn't care about the hot porridge, so he broke open Lu Shanmin's mouth and poured it into it.

The hot porridge is like a fire dragon, from the mouth and the esophagus to the stomach, and wherever it passes, it is like burning fire.

After a few days, the corners of my mouth were covered with burns, and the old wounds had not healed and new injuries were added.

From beginning to end, Lu Shanmin didn't say a word.

In fact, Lu Shanmin was able to move his hands the next day, but he did not let the boy know, and he still let the boy do whatever he wanted to do with him. It has nothing to do with anything else, because he understood the boy's mood from the bottom of his heart.

On this day, he got up and sat on the bed, slowly mobilizing his internal energy to repair the meridians throughout his body, and meditating on the insights he brought after the battle with Lu Bugui.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a bowl of hot porridge and staring at him fiercely.

"You can get up long ago"!

Lu Shanmin nodded and looked at the boy calmly. He hated the Lu family, but he couldn't hate the boy in front of him from the beginning.

"Compared with the sorrow in your heart, a bowl of hot porridge is not worth mentioning. I just want to make you feel better."

The boy gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes turned red, and the bowl on his hand trembled slightly.

"One day, I will turn your head and avenge them."

The boy put the porridge heavily on the table and turned around and walked out.

Lu Shanmin got up and got out of bed, took a step, and the muscles in his body were incredibly painful. He tried to go out a few steps before he got used to this pain.

After drinking the porridge on the table, Lu Shanmin walked out with the wall.

Outside, it was still snowing in the sky.

The boy danced wildly among the snowflakes, with his strong murderous aura, and some weak aura fluctuated and fluctuated in the yard.

Lu Shanmin stood at the door and watched quietly.

The young man's agile figure rolled up snowflakes in the sky in the yard, and the snowflakes gathered and dispersed.

In the snowflakes, the boy fell again and again, getting up again and again.

Blood was overflowing from his palms, and there were mottled scarlet red on the snow in the yard.

Lu Shanmin said lightly: "The mind is like a mirror, and the environment is born from the mind. The internal energy comes from heaven and earth, not outside oneself. All external things must be mutually exclusive with oneself. If the mind is not calm, the greater the repulsion."

"You can already accept the energy of heaven and earth into your body at such a young age. It is a rare talent. It is not impossible to surpass me by time. However, the internal school is the most taboo to be eager for quick success and instant benefits, and hasteness will not be achieved."

Lu Shanmin's words not only did not calm the boy's heart, but instead angered him even more. The fluctuations of the qi in the yard became chaotic and complicated, and snowflakes fell in the air.

The boy suddenly stopped moving, stood in the local area, stared at Lu Shanmin hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You don't have to worry about it"!

Lu Shanmin continued: "I have a way, maybe it will be helpful to you, do you want to listen?"

The boy's face was full of cruelty, but there was a little more entanglement in his eyes.

Lu Shanmin said lightly: "I have read some psychology books, which say that people cannot have hatred in their hearts, but they can hide hatred and make people not affected by hatred."

Seeing the young man's eyes flashing with suspicion, Lu Shanmin said lightly: "The most famous in history is the King Goujian of Yue who slept with firewood and gall. He perfectly buried hatred deep in his heart, so that it did not affect his performance in front of King Fuchai of Wu.

The look of hatred”.

Lu Shanmin sat slowly on the threshold, and this slight movement was so painful that he took a breath.

"This is very difficult. After all, there is no one in a thousand people like King Goujian of Yue. But I believe you can do it."

Seeing that the boy still had hesitation in his eyes, Lu Shanmin continued, "You could have killed me easily to take revenge, but even if you didn't do anything and let me lie on Riyueping, I would have become a corpse long ago. However,

You control it, which is enough to show that you can do it.”

Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "You don't have to doubt that you are much better than me. You are only fifteen years old. If I were at your age, I would definitely not be able to do it. I would completely lose my mind and twist my enemy's head off."

After listening to Lu Shanmin's words, the boy slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, when I opened my eyes again, the hatred in my eyes was a little less than before.

Lu Shanmin was quite surprised. If it were him, he could do it, but the teenager was only fifteen years old and was still a child with no mental development.

"Lu Bugui is right, you are indeed a talented person, rare in the world."

"When will I kill you?" The boy's face became much calmer, at least not as cold and cruel as before.

Lu Shanmin looked at the sky and said lightly: "I can't explain this clearly. Maybe I'm dead before you can kill me."

"I don't allow you to die. If you want to die, you can only die at my hands."

Lu Shanmin looked at the boy again and smiled, "If I hadn't died at the hands of others, it would take at least twenty years."

"Okay, twenty years later, I will kill you all."

Looking at the boy's firm gaze, Lu Shanmin was shocked. For a moment, a murderous intent surged in his heart. He knew that this young man, who might have been kind and pure, would definitely do it when he said it.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now"?

Facing Lu Shanmin's cold eyes, the young man was not afraid at all and said coldly: "My ancestor said before his death that you will not kill me."

Lu Shanmin subconsciously clenched his fists. Even though he was seriously injured, the young man could not catch his punch.

The boy held his head up and looked at Lu Shanmin with a provocative attitude, "If you don't want to regret it in the future, you can do it now."

Lu Shanmin smiled bitterly and slowly let go of his fist. The old fox was the old fox. Lu Bugui not only calculated the things in front of him very accurately, but also the things behind him for decades.

It is not difficult to calculate the human heart, but it depends on who is counted and who is counted. Nalan Zijian has warned himself more than once that once he exposes his own weaknesses in his soul, no matter how powerful you are, he will always be

It's just a chess piece in someone else's hand.

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The next morning, Lu Shanmin was awakened again by the sound of the boy practicing in the yard. Standing at the window, the boy's figure was more natural, the qi in the yard was not so chaotic, and the boy's talent was even more talented than he imagined.

Be high.

Without saying goodbye, there is no need to say goodbye, Lu Shanmin walked out of the back door and headed towards the back mountain.

The Lu family cemetery, two new tombs can be seen at a glance.

Lu Shanmin came to the grave, looked at Lu Bugui's grave, and stood in front of another grave.

There is a wooden tombstone in front of the grave.

"One Yuan has begun, everything has been renewed, and Taoist priest Yuan is as its name suggests, you want the Lu family to return to their original appearance and bring a new atmosphere to the world and the Lu family. Unfortunately, the rest of the Lu family do not have it.

You are so wise”.

Lu Shanmin bowed to the tombstone, "One bow, thank you for teaching me the way of heaven is affectionate." "Two bows, thank you for bringing different colors to this world." "Three bows, you are not only a wise man, but also

A brave man, you originally didn't have to die, but for the sake of your request, to influence me, to resist Lu Bugui's ruthless Tao, you chose to prove the truth by death, and to use your life to interpret the justice of the way of heaven."

"Bow four times, I want to say sorry to you. I shouldn't question your words, I shouldn't doubt the justice in your heart, I shouldn't call you a hypocrite. If you didn't think of you so badly at the beginning, you might not be able to do so.

die".

Lu Shanmin stood up and said lightly: "Master, you have a good grandson. I know you don't want him to go on the road he is now, but God will do anything to others, and he is destined to go on a road without returning, just like the name of Lu Bugui

, The knot he planted in his heart was too deep and led him to a path that could not turn back."

"I don't know how to help him, but I promise you that in my lifetime, I will try my best to lead him on the right path, let him inherit your Taoist tradition and prove sentient beings."

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Go down the mountain along the steps of the bluestone slab, and when you come, you are full of momentum, and when you go, you are as calm as water.

Lu Shanmin walked very slowly, carefully experiencing the vastness and vastness of the world.

The mountains are rising and falling, and the plain land cannot see the end.

In this white world, the sky is particularly high and the earth is particularly wide. The sky and the white on the earth are integrated, making people unable to distinguish the difference between heaven and earth. This time, it is considered to truly appreciate the scenery of the northern country.

Things are not divided into black and white, black and white are only in people's hearts. Lu Shanmin feels that he has understood the profound meaning of this sentence more at this moment. In this white world, if the heart is open, then it is a white beauty. If the heart is dark
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