Chapter 212: One foot high

Longquan Town, a young schooler who has abandoned and used it, the young Taoist man with a lotus crown on his head, sitting alone at a small desk, looking at the position where Qi Jingchun stood a singularity, the Taoist silent, finger subconscious Gently wipe it off the table.
After returning to God, Lu Shen raised his arm, and then grabbed it. He Xiaoliang, who left the barge of the barge, was directly "salted" from the sea of ​​clouds, even if it was such a golden glory as He Xiaoliang. Practicing the spirits, thousands of miles on the way to the moment, they feel dizzy, stunned, only stand firm.
He Xiaoliang has a good capacity, the clothes are squatting, the heart of the lake is condensed, and the three steps back, the squatting worship, "the disciple He Xiaoliang, see Master."
From the jade girl of Yizhou Dao, the rumored disciple of the Taoist school is the same as the squid jumping dragon gate.
Lu Shen nodded and raised his hand to indicate that He Xiaoliang could get up. "Get up, under the poor road, you don't have to be loyal to your teacher. You can do it now. You don't believe it now. I have been together for a long time. Wait until you have seen the other five brothers." Sister, I will understand. Outside the avenue, it is illusory."
For the Confucian worldly etiquette, even the golden rule in his own Taoism, Lu Shen, who was born in the world and really grew up in the world, never cares, or before he is soaring, he is such a person who deviates from the world. Therefore, the work is very lively and unrestrained, and the articles left behind are also known as "Happy".
Different from the master's brother, the second brother's sense of proportion, his younger brother, even if he is in front of the master, is not too disciplined. For this reason, he was also persuaded by the master, even after being smashed by the second division, then Lu Shen is still doing his own thing. Fortunately, Master, who occasionally appears in Little Lotus Cave Day, does not mind this.
Lu Shen looked at the slightly cramped young Daogu and smiled. "Why, when I was bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope. I always felt that the poor road is a master. Every day I think about giving people a set. So I say every sentence. If you have to be careful and careful, then you are wrong. You are too late. It’s not good. The reason why you can become a rumor of poverty is that you have passed three hearts. First, you are aware of poverty. The calculation of the Tao, acting decisively, quickly traced back to his own heart, and set aside the illusion of 'the perfect match of heaven' and seized the truth of 'the shallow edge'. After this pass, you will not die prematurely in Jialuzhou. Otherwise, it will go to the place where the sword is repaired everywhere, and everything is only by the fast sword and the fist. You will eventually encounter big setbacks in the future. Once your mind is exposed, you will be completely broken because your life is too smooth. You don't have to look for your next life."
Lu Shen reached out and pointed his finger at He Xiaoliang. He smiled and said: "You have to know that this time, Xie Shi and the big beg are asking for three people. Li Xisheng does not say him. Ma Xixuan is the lucky one of my two brothers. One old and one small, the smell is similar, as for whether there are other insiders, the Tao has its own rules, and the three brothers and sisters are not allowed to make mutual calculations. And if you are Xiaoliang, it is the candidate of the poor road, because your way The heart is very similar to the practice of the poor road. It breaks the barriers and points to the heart. So what is better than the chess piece you imagined, the layout of the Taoist battle in this world is much simpler. The poor road is just to see you as a pleasing eye, then you will be chosen as a disciple."
"Do you really think that the old man in the Temple of Literature will not stare at the every move of the poor road? So, this is a righteous conspiracy. After He Xiaoliang, can you stand firm in Heluzhou and live to the end? Only look at your own ability, after the poor road goes to the world, you will not deliberately take care of your disciples, Confucian saints will not deliberately harm you, and you also have a brother in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, and in the long Sword Great Wall experienced the teacher and sister, there is something wrong, you can find them to help, since you are now the same person, with the same door of friendship ... ... to give the poor road to be a master, sigh of relief.

Having said that, Lu Shen smiled and said: "Reassure, the poor road is not your master in the gods, you will not want you to do double monks."
He Xiaoliang has become the temperament of the beautiful and beautiful, and the outside of the avenue is the body. She asked a question that had been thought for a long time. "Do we have the Taoist master of everything, and do we have the secret layout of Confucian saints?"
Lu Shen laughed. "This is of course, everything is the same. Everyone is very busy. Do you think that Ma Weixuan, Wei Jin, Song Changjing, is the top of the sky?"
Lu Shen smiled very happily. "Then you should really go to Middle-earth Shenzhou to see, or you will go to Bai Yujing in the world, you will understand that there is always a mountain in the mountains."
He Xiaoliang sat at a desk not far away, and his waist was twisted, so he looked at Lu Shen. After she heard the words, her brow was slightly wrinkled. It seemed that she could not understand.
Lu Shen asked: "You want to ask why the three religions don't make a good appointment. Only develop their forces on their own sites, crowd out other sectarian doctrines? Save so bad?"
He Xiaoliang nodded, this is exactly what she thought.
Lu Shen said with emotion: "Because this site is now the largest of the ancient battlefields, it is the result of the sages who have exchanged their lives. We are also afraid of the disintegration of the world. If you choose to rest on your own, or let the people below I feel that the avenue is blocked, how is it going to end, and today's world is the best proof."
Lu Shen took a hand and pointed out the direction of the fairyland of the town. "The mountains and rivers are still the same, but the masters who once stood tall have broken down a pile of residual limbs in the mud."
He Xiaoliang has some understanding.
Some things that are too far away are hard to understand. People who know do not want to say it, and do not write it in books. People of later generations are certainly stunned.
Too many speculations, the novelist's pushes, the literati's essays, and the essays of the high-speaking eunuchs, countless years, the sands of the year after year, I am afraid that occasionally a little truth has surfaced, and they have been It quickly submerged and eventually became a fallacy.
Lu Shen smiled and said, "Through the distance, go back to the topic. Your second level is that you need to make sure that you are going to Goluzhou, whether you are attached to Tianjun, or you are self-reliant. So open the school. So deliberately set a trap for you, let you think that you have abandoned the two right choices, but chose the most wrong decision, let you mistakenly think that you must pass the road I want you to be remorseful and question your own heart."
He Xiaoliang said calmly: "Only by the lack of a clear line in the mind, can you pass the customs."
Lu Shen smiled and said: "On this point, the poor road is finally used as a finale to explain why you and Chen Ping can become attached. First, the last level is relatively complicated. It is a series of links. Everything is solved."
"Between men and women, it is the most tempting, so the poor road planted a kind of love between your heart and lake early. In the unconsciously, it will take root and germinate when it encounters the chance of rain. This is a quick method that does not flow into the stream, but it is useful to you, but not to the law of the inflow, the poor roads, and the same inflow."
"The gods and masters who have the grace of mentoring and sorrow, the stunned peers, the wind and snow temples, the Weijin, the market boy in the mud bottle lane, the first two of you have successfully passed through, successfully defending the heart, and are unmoved Only the last level, because the poor road is deliberately difficult to help paving the way, let you Xiaoxiaoliang fall into a dilemma, if you are..."
Lu Shen stood up, his fingers bent, and tapped on the lotus crown that symbolizes his identity. He continued: "Bewildered, the heart is shocked by the word Lu Shen, and you choose to walk in the road to help you open up the road." Up, then the poor road will still allow you to open a school in Kluang, but will never accept you as a disciple."
"It’s hard to accept a person."
Lu Shen converges and smiles. "If you want to become a disciple of Lu Shen, you should have the idea that one day, my Tao is higher than Lu Shen, and the road is longer than Lu Shen. From the rebellion, what is the sage. What is written, what is the rebellion? The road is just the way the sages have gone. Why not try it yourself?"
Rao is a cool and cool character of He Xiaoliang, and his heart is full of sorrow and respect.
She stood up and said to Lu Shen’s reverence: "I hope that one day, my brother He Xiaoliang can sit down with Master and sit down and talk."
Lu Shen said: "It's a bit difficult."
He Xiaoliang sat down again and asked: "What is the solution of Master's so-called "closing"? The relationship between the disciple and Chen Pingan is also profound?"
Lu Shen nodded: "Of course. If you are an ordinary person, you are not He Xiaoliang, he is not Chen Pingan, then the poor road is so hard to be the old red line, and you can't see Gaoming at all. Qi Jingchun's chaotic point is to give The burden, I hope that one day, the youngsters will be able to pick the mountains with the hearts of the people. The two sides of the red line in the hands of the poor road are two people, and they are mirrors of both sides, reflecting each other, not just letting Chen Ping share your blessings. Take Chen Pingan to help you through the customs."
Lu Shen turned his head and looked at the direction before He Xiaoliang appeared. "Chen Ping’s heart, the world is full of strangers and thousands of people, and the poor road has seen thousands of people. It may not be surprising, but it just happens to be with you." Similar and not the same, there is a good fit in the dark, so even if you meet for the first time, the two are disparate in identity, you still see the 'marginal shallow', in fact, you are not a shallow, but you are limited, Look down."
He Xiaoliang whispered softly: "Master, is this a test again?"
Lu Shen laughed happily. "You have already become a disciple of the poor road. What more tests are you going to do? How do you want to become a rumor of the Taoist ancestors and stand up with Lu Shenping before you stop?"
He Xiaoliang’s eyes were clear and he shook his head and said:
I don’t want to do this.

Lu Shen smiled and said: "Since you are a master, you should send a new disciple a face-to-face ceremony. This ceremony is not small, or it is a little "dao" that you got from your ancestors before your master came down."
He Xiaoliang stunned.
Just cut off the "bridge" with Chen Ping on the barge, and he became the Xiaofu of the Hongfu Qitian again?
Lu Shen seems to see through the eyes of the beautiful woman, and laughs loudly. One palm is on the table. "The poor road takes you to take a trip to the river and go upstream!"
A beaded hole in the sky, even if the law is banned, it is natural to escape the big rules between the heavens and the road, such as spring, summer, autumn and winter, old and sick.
Then I will teach under the great power of Lu Shen.
Winter, autumn, summer and spring, dead old students.
He is still in the school between the heavens and the earth, but he seems to be temporarily unrelated to the heavens and the earth, He Xiaoliang, watching the scenes of the strange and fascinating scenes go backwards, and the beautiful eyes are stunned.
This is the way she wants to go!
Lu Shen smiled and said: "After the poor road, go to a place and show you two people."
The two started to leave, behind them are more and more new learning and children's reading, the children of the school are literally backwards, but it is probably a certain prohibition, or Qi Jingchun has done a transaction with Daozu, childish The children's looks, the sounds are complete, the voices are clear, but the teacher who they face is no longer there, as if it has completely disappeared in the long river.
All the way through the street, He Xiaoliang followed closely behind the lotus crown, fearing that one of them would go wrong and lose it.
Finally, Lu Shen stopped and said that he waited for a moment, and He Xiaoliang did not dare to move and stood in the same place.
Lu Shen waved his sleeves, and Qiankun reversed. Everything returned to normal order, and the river began to flow down the river.
Later, Lu Shen took her to a stall near him. He Xiaoliang didn't know why the father of the palm had to bring himself here. Is the stall strange? He Xiaoliang looked at it, a middle-aged man who looks like a simple and honest man. He is selling sugar candied fruit.
Then He Xiaoliang saw a dark and thin child slowly coming, standing next to her, quietly looking at the busy stall of the business, swallowing, and waiting for the business to be deserted, the child walked away silently.
Lu Shen made a snap, and the night was fleeting.
The street vendor is doing business in an ordinary day after day. The child returns to the mountains to collect medicines, or go to the stream to catch the fish, or help the neighborhood neighbors to pass the water, passing the stalls again and again.
Finally, one day, the child who should have gone to the mountains to collect medicine for money, even if he had already carried the basket to the mouth of the mud bottle, but when he thought of the luck before, he picked up a few valuable herbs, the home millet cylinder, the skybreaker Filled with most of the time, at least after the first ten days, don't worry about being hungry, so the child looked up and looked at the dark sky. It seemed to tell him that it was going to rain heavily. Even if he went to the mountain, he would probably return halfway.
Then the child ran back to the yard of the ancestral home, put the baskets in the basket, and found a few copper coins from a small pottery jar at the foot of the wall, and then quickly ran in Mud Lane and went to the stall.
But as the child gets closer and closer to the stall, the pace becomes heavier and heavier and slower, so that the child is standing in the same place, and the face looks like a funny person. He clenched his fists and held the extra copper coins.
Finally, the child walked a few steps and squatted down, so he looked up and looked at the bright red and red candied haws.
Lu Shen and He Xiaoliang stood by the child.
Lu Shenxiao asked: "If you put yourself in the ground, what do you think the child is thinking, is it human nature?"
He Xiaoliang did not hesitate: "Thinking that if you can eat candied fruit, you don't have to spend money."
Lu Shen smiled and nodded, "wait and see."
After that, the vendor finished the business. At the time of the break, it seemed that he accidentally saw the child who had passed through his own stall and never bought the candied fruit. The man thought about it and sat on the stool without sound. It was as if it was really The heart of ambiguity, stood up, and smiled at the child: "Come here, I will collect the stalls back, and I can't sell some sugar gourds. If you want to eat, I can send you a string, don't money!"
The man smiled extremely, and he was no different from the farmer. He pulled out a bunch of candied haws and shook it against the boy. "Get it."
But the child quickly stood up, smiled and shook his head, and then ran away.
He Xiaoliang has some doubts. If this is Chen Ping’s childhood, she is not surprised to make such a choice.
Lu Shen stretched his finger to the man who sold the candied fruit. "This person is a Yinyang family whose reputation is not obvious in the secular world. In fact, it is possible to counter the whole Yin and Yang family Lu, with its own power. It is quite remarkable. A geek, even a master can't fully guess the person's thoughts."
He Xiaoliang became more and more confused.
Lu Shen smiled and said: "These are not the key, the next is."
Lu Shen reached out to the palm of his hand and slowly wiped it from top to bottom. He Xiaoliang appeared a small "Chen Ping".
The child ran over and took the string of candied haws, and jumped back to Mud Lane. He was very happy. He had eaten candied fruit and was addicted. After a few days, he went to the stall for the second time. I got a bunch of candied fruit noodles. This poor child who has just been accustomed to suffering hardships, gradually becomes a bitter, and from time to time will think of those candied haws, and collecting medicines on the mountain will be less than usual. So day after day, year after year, the teenager has not become a bad person. However, in the eyes of He Xiaoliang, it is indeed no longer the first time that the young cows meet.
After that, returning to the original place, Lu Shen is a palm of his hand, and Xiao Ping appears again. This time he did not choose to collect the sugar gourd, but chose to spend money to buy. After that, the child is more willing to suffer and fight for life. Money, but tired of eating sugar gourd, and once again liked the pastry, when the child grows into a teenager every year, in the eyes of He Xiaoliang, it seems that this Chen Pingan is not quite right.
With Lu Shen lifting his palm again and again, He Xiaoliang saw Chen Ping, a kind of life situation with subtle deviations.
He Xiaoliang went to the end and fell into meditation.
Lu Shen smiled and said, "Go back."
One after the other, go to school.
At this time, this scene is actually like the long flowing river in the real world. At the beginning, Qi Jingchun took the boy to the old banyan tree and asked for a leaf.
Lu Shen walked in front with both hands and asked, "I want to understand what?"
He Xiaoliang replied softly: "Only one can keep the heart."
Lu Shen sighed and stopped talking.
He Xiaoliang asked: "Is it difficult for the disciple to think about it, or is it not high enough?"
Lu Shen suddenly turned his head and smiled: "No, I think very well. The only thing that is in the ointment is that your disciple can't be black, and you can't figure out the way of your own master."

When Lu Shen took He Xiaoliang to see all the life, between the river section of a cut-off Yinhe River, there was a gentleman with a double frosty frost. After Meng Tong’s class, he sat alone in the house and played his face. Clear, no longer vague, in the "present" of Lu Shen and He Xiaoliang, or "the year" of Qizhu Dongtian, Qi Jingchun bent over and picked up a chess piece, smiling: "But Err."