The Headmaster asked, "Have you ever thought about what kind of existence Heaven's Way is?"
Ning Que thought for a while. He really had no concept of the Heavenly Way, which was an illusory existence.
"No. Didn't you just say that Haotian is always laughing when people are thinking?"
"But sometimes, even if we are ridiculed, we still have to think. If a baby falls down on his first step and is ridiculed by others, then he will never try again, then he will never be able to walk again. If you learn calligraphy and the first character you write is too ugly, then you will never become the current Honorable Ning."
"Teacher, I think you are making fun of me now." Ning Que said with a smile.
He thought of how he had been searching for a way to cultivate for many years. He was also laughed at by people in the City of Wei when he was reading the Article on the Response of the Tao. But he did not give up and finally got to where he was today.
Then he thought of his and Sangsang's miserable life and confirmed that his view was correct. Then Heaven definitely did not have a pair of eyes that always looked down on the joys and sorrows of the human world, because fate was not fair to people.
So he answered after thinking for a while, "Heaven's Way is a very empty existence."
The Headmaster was satisfied with his answer and said, "We don't know whether Haotian is alive or not. We don't know whether he has a specific form or not. We still don't know where Haotian is. But Younger Brother confirmed whether he has consciousness or not at the cost of his death."
The chilly night wind rolled up the drifting clouds at the foot of the cliff, carrying with it the damp and cold water vapor. The clouds crashed into the precipice and then dispersed in all directions, gradually spreading to the cliff plateau, adding a bit of coolness to the atmosphere.
The Headmaster looked up at the high and cold sky and said slowly.
"If Heaven's Way really exists and it looks down on the world, those people who are struggling to survive on the earth and even those cultivators who seem to be able to summon wind and rain are just like ants."
"If the Heavenly Axiom does exist, it won't show the slightest mercy or attention to ants at all. When some of the ants suddenly raise their heads to look at it and even begin to grow wings that are as thin as feathers and fly to the sky, trying to challenge it, how can its consciousness and will allow that to happen?"
"If Heaven's Way really exists, it will be invisible and even more ruthless."
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Ning Que looked at his teacher, who was standing on the edge of the cliff like an immortal in the night wind. He thought about the three consecutive sentences of "if there really is Heaven's Way." After a long silence, he suddenly said firmly, "But teacher, you are not an ant."
The Headmaster laughed loudly. His laughter was full of grandeur.
The laughter suddenly rose from the edge of the cliff and pierced the high and cold night sky. The sea of clouds between the cliffs was terrified and turbulent. It was not until the laughter of the Headmaster gradually faded away that the clouds returned to calmness.
The Headmaster stood at the edge of the cliff and looked at the stars and clouds. After a long silence, he suddenly sighed and said, "It's a pity that there are no bugs."
The Korean tiger chicken was the simplest form of drinking, but Ning Que knew that the Headmaster did not say it because he wanted to drink. He thought that this simple or even superficial description must be the Headmaster's understanding of Haotian in this life. However, he could not understand the deep meaning of the phrase.
The Headmaster's previous words solved some of the doubts in his heart, but also gave birth to some new doubts. If Youngest Uncle was the ant that grew wings and wanted to fly to the sky, he would be punished by Heaven because he offended the dignity of Heaven's Way. Then why did he do that?
There were billions of ants in the world, and there must have been more than one that raised its head and looked at the sky. In the long years, there must have been many people that tried to fly to the clear blue sky.
Where did those people go? Did they die heroically like Youngest Uncle, or did they return to the embrace of Haotian and enter the perfect eternity like the stories of immortalization recorded in the West-Hill scriptures?
If Youngest Uncle's state did not allow him to stay in the world, then why did he choose to challenge Heaven's Way instead of entering eternity?
Was it just because of pride?
But no matter how fierce and proud a tiger was, it would not roar at a hunter's whistle for no reason.
There was another question. Why did the Headmaster still stay in the world? Where did the Headmaster keep his wings? Did the Headmaster not want to see the true appearance of Heaven's Way?
He looked at the Headmaster at the edge of the cliff and said, "Teacher, there are still many things that I don't understand."
The Headmaster said, "When you fully understand the third book, you will probably understand."
Ning Que knew that it was not something that could be done in a short period of time. After a moment of silence, he got rid of the atmosphere of this mysterious conversation and returned to the real world. He sincerely asked, "The Great Spirit in my body can disguise as the aura of Heaven and Earth, but it is not easy to cover up my body. If I let someone's weapon fall on my body, Haotian Taoism will definitely find out that something is wrong."
The Headmaster said, "Didn't you ask someone to spread the word that you are cultivating in both talisman and martial arts?"
Ning Que smiled awkwardly and said, "How can I deceive people in the cultivation of martial arts?"
The Headmaster said mockingly, "In cultivation, as long as you can beat people, you can naturally deceive them. Don't let people hurt your body. Who will know about the strangeness of your body?"
Ning Que was silent. He thought that the battle between cultivators was unpredictable and dangerous. Even if he had improved a lot, how could he ensure that his opponent's Natal Sword would not touch his body? Even Ye Hongyu, the Tao Addict, would not dare to boast like that.
The Headmaster looked into his eyes and said after a moment of silence, "After Younger Brother left this cliff cave, he did not let anyone touch his body until the day he died."
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The Headmaster left the cliff plateau. In the rest of the night, Ning Que had been sitting between the cliffs, thinking and analyzing what the Headmaster had said. He also carefully sorted out the three months he was imprisoned in the cliff cave and turned what he had gained in the state and will into the actual existence in his body.
At dawn, Sangsang came back to the cliff platform. She helped him wash up, packed all the luggage, and walked down the mountain along the narrow stone path.
The cliffs were still beautiful, the stone path was steep, and the waterfall poured into the sea of clouds.
After walking along the canyon for a few steps, he saw Chen Pipi's figure.
Then the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.
The disciples of the Second floor of the Academy were all here to welcome Youngest Brother.
Tang Xiaotang skipped over and untied some luggage from Sangsang. She glared at Ning Que and then took Sangsang's little hand and walked to the front.
The Eldest Brother looked at Ning Que and smiled gently, saying, "You have worked hard these days."
Ning Que bowed to the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters and said, "Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, you have worked hard."
The crowd happily surrounded him and congratulated him.
The Eleventh Brother gave him a bunch of wildflowers, but Sangsang was not happy.
The Ninth Brother and the Ninth Brother began to play the zither and flute proudly.
The Fifth Brother and the Eighth Brother found that they could not do anything. They could not drag Ning Que to play chess at this time, so they could only keep congratulating him, like a boring cycle of four tribulations.
The Sixth Brother patted his shoulder to comfort him. His hands, which were used to forging iron, almost made him spit blood. The Seventh Sister went forward and lovingly pinched his face, almost making him bleed.
The Second Brother stood in the distance and looked a little pale. Looking at Ning Que's nervous eyes, he nodded and even squeezed out a very rare smile.
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Today, the back of the mountain of the Academy was full of laughter and laughter. In the big thatched hut with ventilation, the aroma of food filled the air. The Seventh Sister and Tang Xiaotang cooked a sumptuous banquet.
The banquet was to welcome the Youngest Brother, Ning Que, who had successfully broken through and did not have to be imprisoned in the cliff cave to die miserably. It was also to welcome the return of the Headmaster after traveling around the world. Although the welcome time was three months late, the most important reason was that this was Ning Que's apprenticeship ceremony. He would officially become the Headmaster's disciple.
Ning Que knelt in front of the Headmaster's chair and kowtowed three times respectfully and honestly. Unfortunately, his body was too strong after cultivating the Great Spirit. The three kowtows caused cracks to appear on the black bricks in front of him, but his forehead still did not bleed or even bruise. There was only some dust on it.
He felt very sorry that he could not take the opportunity to show his sincerity to the Headmaster and flatter him.
Standing up and taking a cup of warm tea from the Third Sister, Ning Que walked to the Headmaster and offered it with both hands. The Headmaster took it and slowly took a sip. The apprenticeship ceremony was officially completed, and it seemed very simple.
The Seventh Sister walked over with a pile of clothes and asked, "Youngest Brother, choose a color."
Ning Que was slightly startled. He looked at his Senior Sister's arms and found that she was holding the Academy uniforms. It was spring, so it was only natural to wear spring clothes. Compared to the uniforms of the front yard, there was no obvious difference between the uniforms of the students of the Second floor and the Academy uniforms of the Front Yard. The only difference was that there were more colors.
He looked at the Senior Brothers and Sisters around the thatched hut and noticed that everyone's choice seemed to be very random. The Third Sister was still wearing the loose light blue Academy uniform, the Eldest Brother was wearing an old coat and did not wear the Academy uniform at all, and the rest of the Academy uniforms were of different colors, including red and grey.
The Seventh Sister looked at his hesitant expression and joked, "You really have to be careful. You can't change it after you choose."
Ning Que subconsciously looked at Sangsang. Since they left Min Mountain and entered the City of Wei, it had always been Sangsang who decided what they wore.
Sangsang nodded.
Ning Que understood her meaning and said, "Senior Sister, I want the black one."
The Seventh Sister smiled and said, "You are the first one to choose the black one in the back of the mountain. Youngest Brother really has a good taste. A man must be handsome and dressed in soaps. This is the truth, but some stupid people never understand."
The Second Brother standing behind the Headmaster was inexplicably serious.
The Eldest Brother looked at Ning Que who was putting on the black Academy uniform and could not help but sigh softly.
The Headmaster gently stroked his beard and looked at Ning Que, asking, "Why did you choose the black one?"
With the help of Sangsang, Ning Que buttoned the slanted cloth and answered honestly, "Black is to prevent dirt."
This was the real answer. He and Sangsang did not think that a man must be handsome and dressed in soaps. They were more concerned about how to wash less and save water and soap.
The Eldest Brother was stunned.
The Headmaster's fingers slightly froze and he smiled and shook his head.
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(This is the second chapter. Try to finish the third chapter before one o 'clock.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for it. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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