Taoist world

"Master!"

Seeing his master, Jiang Yun suddenly stopped feeling cold. He shouted hurriedly and wanted to stand up to greet his master.

It's a pity that he has no food in his belly, is old and frail, and is so weak that he can't stand up!

He could only sit there leaning against the pillar and said to Gu Bulao: "Master, why are you here?"

Gu Bulao walked into this ruined temple and came to Jiang Yun. He completely ignored the miserable state of his precious disciple and said with a slight smile: "Because, I have a question to ask you!"

Although Jiang Yun felt a little strange in his heart, why did the master appear so well at this time and what questions did he have to ask himself, he still nodded and said: "If you have any questions, master, just ask."

Gu Bulao said with a smile: "The only cultivation technique that my master passed on to you is the way of the world."

"Now, you have grown from a child back then to a strong man today, and you have had many incredible experiences."

"Therefore, I came here today to ask you, have you realized the way of the world that belongs to you?"

This question from the master made Jiang Yun fall into deep thought.

Unknowingly, Jiang Yun lowered his head and looked at his ragged clothes and shriveled belly.

Then, he looked up at the dilapidated temples around him that were being blown by the cold wind, and the image of himself having just killed his wife and children before committing suicide emerged in his mind.

After a long time, Jiang Yun said with some hesitation: "Go back to Master, what I have learned about the way of the world is that there is too much suffering in this world, living is too tiring, and it is far easier to die than to die!"

Listening to Jiang Yun's answer, the smile on Gu Bulao's face remained unchanged and he shook his head.

After a moment of silence, Gu Bulao slowly turned around and looked at the flying snow outside the door. He turned his back to Jiang Yun and said: "When I gave you the skills of the human world, the master of the Taoist sect Dao Tianyou thinks that this technique is not suitable for you."

"But I think you are the most suitable person to practice this technique."

"Because, although you cannot be said to be spotless, your experience of growing up and living in Jiang Village has made your soul much purer compared to the creatures living in the world."

"I think that with this pure heart as the root, you may be able to understand a different way of life!"

After the words fell, Gu Bulao suddenly took big steps and walked towards the door of the temple.

"Master!"

Jiang Yun saw that his master was about to leave, and it was obvious that he hadn't finished speaking yet. He didn't know where he got the strength to stand up, holding on to the pillar beside him.

After breathing heavily for a few times, Jiang Yun stumbled and chased after his master.

However, before he could catch up with the master, the master who had already walked out of the temple suddenly disappeared without a trace. Only his voice still sounded in Jiang Yun's ears.

"Your pure heart gave birth to your way of protection."

"So, if you think about it again, is what you just said really the way you perceive the world?"

Jiang Yun froze on the spot, and the feet that were about to step out of the temple door were also frozen in the air, and his eyes were almost dull as he stared at the flying snow in the sky outside the door.

There are so many sufferings in this world. In my two lifetimes, survival has been difficult, living is painful, and death is the only relief.

Isn't this the way of the world that I have realized?

When Jiang Yun was lost in thought, the four-petaled flower in bloom between his eyebrows suddenly began to have streaks of light flowing on it.

This light seems to be alive!

Jiang Yun still knew nothing about this, until suddenly another voice sounded in his ears.

"Fourth, although this snow scene is beautiful, you are not so mesmerized by it, are you?"

"Why, you couldn't be more moved by the scene and miss your younger siblings, right?"

This familiar voice made Jiang Yun's body tremble. He suddenly turned his head and saw his senior brother holding a wine glass and looking at him with a smile on his face.

Next to the senior brother, there were more than a dozen familiar figures such as the second senior sister, the third senior brother, Ji Kongfan, Shura and so on.

Everyone is looking at themselves with a narrow smile.

Only then did Jiang Yun notice that he was in a restaurant without knowing it. The table in front of him was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

There was a pot of red charcoal fire at his feet, exuding bursts of warmth.

He was sitting by the window, looking outside in a daze.

Outside, it was still icy and snowy, with heavy snow falling and a blanket of silver.

But at this moment, I couldn't feel the slightest chill.

Jiang Yun did not respond to his senior brother's teasing, but instead looked down at the wine glass he was holding in his hand.

Looking at the turbid wine that reflected his face, Jiang Yun suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something extra between his eyebrows.

But unfortunately, the wine was too turbid, and Jiang Yun couldn't see clearly what was between his eyebrows even if he concentrated his eyes.

Jiang Yun reached out and touched his eyebrows, but didn't feel anything unusual.

This made him too lazy to pay attention to it. He stared at the drink and murmured: "My way in the world...what exactly is it?"

As Jiang Yun murmured, the figures of the senior brothers and others around him, as well as the restaurant, the flying snow outside the window, everything began to become blurry.

A breeze blew by, blowing everything away. At the same time, Jiang Yun suddenly received a gentle blow on his head.

This made him quickly raise his head and saw that the senior brothers in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

But what appeared at this moment was grandpa's kind face.

Grandpa took back the wooden stick in his hand, looked at Jiang Yun with a smile and said: "Yunwazi, you are half-hearted when listening to the story. Is it because the story Grandpa told is not good to hear?"

Jiang Yun lowered his head again and found that he had changed into his childhood appearance.

What he held in his hand was no longer a wine glass, but a piece of animal bone.

The animal bones were as smooth as a mirror, which not only reflected his own face, but was also much clearer than the drink just now.

Jiang Yun remembered clearly that this was the bone of a kind of mirror beast.

The Mirror Beast has this name because its bones are extremely smooth and can be used as a mirror with a little polishing.

At the same time, mirror beast bones are also used to make medicine and are quite rare.

On top of the animal bones, Jiang Yun finally saw the four-petaled flower between his eyebrows!

"This is……"

Jiang Yun reached out again and gently touched his eyebrows.

Although he still couldn't touch anything, Jiang Yun suddenly realized something and blurted out: "The ancient mark!"

Yes, the ancient mark cannot be damaged!

As Jiang Yun recognized the ancient mark, in an instant, countless memories and pictures appeared in Jiang Yun's mind!

Raising his head and looking at the grandpa in front of him, Jiang Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Of course the stories grandpa tells are good."

"But, I just had a dream."

"Grandpa, it's you who tells me stories all the time."

"Today, Yunwazi will also tell you the story of my dream."