Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Get off your clothes!"

The wooden stick on the bamboo hand slammed on the top of Fan’s head and made a loud noise of “touch”.

At this time, the infuriating rushed to the dome in the Yintang’s Yintang. It seemed that I could see a bright light in my own consciousness, especially in the top of the head, which turned into a colorful color, but it was slightly sticky, and I could never see it clearly. Spread from the stagnation, let Fan leisure not be distressed, so depressed, just head this head to the sky, want a quick.

At this time, the forehead was really smoldering, but it was born with five sticks.

The stick hits his flesh, but it is more like playing in the depths of his heart, letting him burst into the air, just like the dark clouds in the sky above the head are shattered by a flash of lightning, the sky is shining like this. It’s down.

"Get off your clothes!"

This sentence is a section of the Qing dynasty five classics - "Soul Quotations", it is said that one of the four masters of today, the Northern Qi State Guoshi's Taishi Zu Gen dust, when he was once taught by Heaven, he was convinced when he realized The body of the person is the sweatshirt, only the off, Fang Cheng Avenue.

In the books that Fan Xian’s past readings, Buddhism also had a good way to drink, and Qingyuan Zen master tasted the cloud: “With the meat and sweatshirts off, you know how to drink and stupid.”

Therefore, in the ignorance and pain in the leisure, """, this sentence, I understand what it means, plus the top of the channel has been smooth, the sky is from the bottom, the mind is responsive to the Qingming, the intention to keep the internal government, the whole body will be meridian All the pains in the world are all treated by the heavens and the earth, and others are subject to nothing.

Putting down all the attachments in life and putting all the feelings down on the body, it should fit the mood of the end of the hegemony at this time.

The hegemony of heaven and earth cannot be accommodated by one's body. Therefore, only by giving up his own body, and by connecting himself and the heavens and the earth into a section in nature, can he be so arrogant and untamed. gas.

The infuriating in Fan’s body gradually calmed down, and the mark at the top of the head was already opened. The gentle and majestic instinct flowed through it, and then descended behind the Tianzhu and directly penetrated into the snow-capped mountains.

What is wonderful is that the snow mountain has always been as calm as the sea. Today, some small changes have taken place, and some infuriating gas has begun to ooze into his dantian.

In this way, the true gas cycle in his body has finally flowed smoothly, forming a perfect cycle of recurrence, echoing the external environment.

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A long time later, Fan Xiancai woke up, and had already smashed a pool of sewage under his body. He looked at the still indifferent five bamboos, showing a weak smile, and said with a smile: "Thank you, uncle, just... the truth of your stick."

At this time, although his body feels weak, his spirit is very strong. He closes his eyes and looks at his own situation. He is familiar with the latest trend of infuriating flow. He feels the original temperament, although it is still strong, but obviously less. A lot of rest, and it is more comfortable to flow.

Fan sighed and couldn't think that he could finally practice the instinct that he had seen in the martial arts novels in his previous life. The unspeakable taste filled his mind. In the subconscious, his right hand was shot to his side.

The slamming sound was like a rag that was smashed by a red-hot iron fiber.

There was a shallow palm print on the ground, and the edges were very smooth!

Fan freed up his right hand, looked at it, then looked down at the palm print on the stone surface, and made a small stroke, confirming that the palm print was taken by himself, and after watching it for a long time, finally Woke up to God and sighed: "It's really amazing."

"Infuriating, just fine later." Wu Zhu said to him.

"Uncle, you haven't said that you haven't practiced instinct, so don't know how to teach me?"

"I see others practicing, so I know what to do today."

"It turned out that I had never eaten pork. I always saw the meaning of running pigs."

Fan Xian suddenly felt that he felt a little guilty about himself. He smiled and continued: "The pass was really dangerous. If it weren't for that stick, I was really afraid that I would become a vegetative person again."

"What is a vegetative?" Wu Zhu asked calmly.

Fan Xian looked up at the sky, and the gods went outside and ignored.

He immediately thought that the original Wuzi bamboo was also an empiricist, that... In case the stick didn’t knock himself out, but knocked himself out, the violent and violent body in the body made his own internal organs. It’s a mess of water...

After playing a chill, he got rid of this incomparable horror association, looked at the broad sea in front of him, and his heart was a smooth one. Nowadays, the practice is fascinating and fascinating, finally getting rid of the assassin’s haze emotions from the previous days. Come out.

These days, Fan Xian has never wanted to understand why the assassin actually used poison. Fei Jie came to teach his ability to poison and detoxify. Is it really true that there will be this day? That would have been too far-sighted. There is also that the second cockroach is too courageous, even if she has a high-rise house in Kyoto behind her, but the method of poisoning is equivalent to saying that even her grandmother’s life is not in her eyes. - The old lady, but the emperor's nurse.

Didn't the father in Kyoto know this thing at all?

While he was thinking about the problem, there was a singing voice under the distant cliff.

This cliff is close to the sea, away from the city of Zhangzhou, and the cliffs are full of danger. The cliffs are surrounded by reefs and the fishing boats cannot be close, so it is very quiet. It is for this reason that Wu Zhu chose to teach Fan murder skills here, so today I suddenly heard a singer of songs.

Although he was nervous, he did not have a messy degree. He carefully squatted on the cliff face, and separated from a stone, and looked at the song.

Looking around, in the turbulent waves, a leafy boat is moving between the black reefs. The black reefs are hidden in the white foam. The boat is swaying in the middle of it. It seems that it may hit the reef at any time, and it is broken. .

But just like this, the boat is walking incomparably.

There was a man sitting on the boat. The man was wearing a fight. The song was heard from his mouth: "The waves are only open for a while, but they are not very different from the millennium stone. The same is true of the clouds."

The song was soft, but it was clearly spread to the cliff in the roar of the waves.

Fan heard this song, and thought of the famous sentence of the former Song Yongde Desheng glory: "Chen Guang only opened a quarter of an hour, but it is not very different than the thousand years of pine." I only think that the characters on board are not chic, but inscrutable. .

Just thinking, but I heard the cold voice of Wuzhu: "Hide well."

Fan leisurely went to the stone to hide his body, and noticed that the shadows passed away, and then he looked at the five bamboos directly from the cliffs of several hundred feet high!

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