When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
Yuwen Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't hate it."
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
An Zheng pointed at the people on the wooden floor: "If I kill all those people, don't you hate me?"
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
Yuwen Wushuang seemed to be curious about An Zheng's answer and looked back at the wooden building. Among the so-called big shots on the wooden floor, her eyes did not stay on any one of them for even a second. When she saw her father Yu Wende, she glanced past them.
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Then you really think too highly of them. Will they really fulfill what they promised on the surface?"
"Dead once?"
Yuwen Wushuang: "I still have to ask again, why do you think you can punish others?"
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed to be curious about An Zheng's answer and looked back at the wooden building. Among the so-called big shots on the wooden floor, her eyes did not stay on any one of them for even a second. When she saw her father Yu Wende, she glanced past them.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
Yuwen Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't hate it."
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
She knows her own beauty and her own strength, so she has the pride of being the only one in the world. It is precisely because of this pride that she seems to be high up, standing in the clouds all the time.
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
When he saw Yuwen Wushuang appear, Yuwende on the five-story wooden building was so excited that he almost shouted.
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
"The one above?"
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
An Zheng pointed at the people on the wooden floor: "If I kill all those people, don't you hate me?"
An Zheng said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. These are just so-called beautiful terms created by those practitioners. In fact, their state of mind can be simply summarized into two types. The three mentioned above are their own It’s just a good word I came up with, but in the end it’s almost the same. The first one is that I want everything, and the second one is that I don’t want anything.”
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
She knows her own beauty and her own strength, so she has the pride of being the only one in the world. It is precisely because of this pride that she seems to be high up, standing in the clouds all the time.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
"The one above?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. No matter what grudges are, if you let go, there will be no grudges."
Sanctioner? Who in this world dares to say that he is an absolutely fair sanctioner? If a sanctioner has a bias in his heart, it will be the most tragic thing for this world.
"The one above?"
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
Yuwen Wushuang: "I still have to ask again, why do you think you can punish others?"
Yuwen Wushuang looked like a fairy walking down from the altar. She didn't have any shoes on her feet. That was because no pair of shoes could match her beautiful feet. She stepped off the Phoenix without her feet touching the ground. When walking, the soles of her feet were about an inch above the ground. Every time she took a step, something like a faint cloud rose up to support the soles of her feet. Wherever she walked, even the scenery seemed to darken.
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
Yuwen Wushuang looked like a fairy walking down from the altar. She didn't have any shoes on her feet. That was because no pair of shoes could match her beautiful feet. She stepped off the Phoenix without her feet touching the ground. When walking, the soles of her feet were about an inch above the ground. Every time she took a step, something like a faint cloud rose up to support the soles of her feet. Wherever she walked, even the scenery seemed to darken.
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
"what's your name?"
An Zheng said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. These are just so-called beautiful terms created by those practitioners. In fact, their state of mind can be simply summarized into two types. The three mentioned above are their own It’s just a good word I came up with, but in the end it’s almost the same. The first one is that I want everything, and the second one is that I don’t want anything.”
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
After his excitement subsided, he smiled awkwardly: "Just come."
Is this kind of question and answer a confrontation
"The one above?"
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
An Zheng asked: "What is good?"
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
Yuwen Wushuang looked like a fairy walking down from the altar. She didn't have any shoes on her feet. That was because no pair of shoes could match her beautiful feet. She stepped off the Phoenix without her feet touching the ground. When walking, the soles of her feet were about an inch above the ground. Every time she took a step, something like a faint cloud rose up to support the soles of her feet. Wherever she walked, even the scenery seemed to darken.
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
There was something complicated in Yuwen Wushuang's eyes that flashed away. Maybe deep down in her heart, she was not as Gujingbubo as she said.
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
There was a red rope tied to the perfect white ankle, and there was a very small bronze fish-like ornament on it. Hanging on her ankle, the red rope, herring, and fair skin are already countless times more beautiful than the surrounding scenery.
An Zheng pointed at the people on the wooden floor: "If I kill all those people, don't you hate me?"
He had gone to Yehu Mountain several times to ask Yuwen Fangge about Wushuang, but the old man simply refused to see him. This matter has simply become a worry for Yu Wende. His three children, whether they are Wuchen, Wuming or Wushuang, are all the most talented people in the family. This was enough to make him proud, but in fact, the relationship between the three children and him was extremely cold. Since the death of his wife, even Yuwen Wuming and Wuchen have had little communication with him, and sometimes they may not be able to exchange a word with each other for a month or two.
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
"what's your name?"
An Zheng said with three fingers: "There are three most respected states of mind for practitioners in this world. The first, and the most poisonous one, is to do whatever you want. Eight words to explain, to relax your mind and do whatever you want. So in this world Only those bastards can plausibly claim that they are pursuing the natural path after doing bad things. If this were the case, I don’t know how many people would die. Those so-called practitioners who can do whatever they want will cause harm to ordinary people. What will it become?”
She knows her own beauty and her own strength, so she has the pride of being the only one in the world. It is precisely because of this pride that she seems to be high up, standing in the clouds all the time.
"what's your name?"
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
He pointed to the sky: "People who don't want anything think that they are beyond life and death and only care about cultivation. They do not do evil or good, but only seek the great road."
she asked.
"oh?"
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
An Zheng said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. These are just so-called beautiful terms created by those practitioners. In fact, their state of mind can be simply summarized into two types. The three mentioned above are their own It’s just a good word I came up with, but in the end it’s almost the same. The first one is that I want everything, and the second one is that I don’t want anything.”
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
After his excitement subsided, he smiled awkwardly: "Just come."
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
"The one above?"
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
"Names don't matter."
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
"Names don't matter."
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
In fact, he also knew very well that his wife died of depression precisely because she suffered from his doubts.
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
He pointed to the sky: "People who don't want anything think that they are beyond life and death and only care about cultivation. They do not do evil or good, but only seek the great road."
"oh?"
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
Yuwen Wushuang seemed to be curious about An Zheng's answer and looked back at the wooden building. Among the so-called big shots on the wooden floor, her eyes did not stay on any one of them for even a second. When she saw her father Yu Wende, she glanced past them.
There was a red rope tied to the perfect white ankle, and there was a very small bronze fish-like ornament on it. Hanging on her ankle, the red rope, herring, and fair skin are already countless times more beautiful than the surrounding scenery.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
There was a red rope tied to the perfect white ankle, and there was a very small bronze fish-like ornament on it. Hanging on her ankle, the red rope, herring, and fair skin are already countless times more beautiful than the surrounding scenery.
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Then you really think too highly of them. Will they really fulfill what they promised on the surface?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
When he saw Yuwen Wushuang appear, Yuwende on the five-story wooden building was so excited that he almost shouted.
An Zheng said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. These are just so-called beautiful terms created by those practitioners. In fact, their state of mind can be simply summarized into two types. The three mentioned above are their own It’s just a good word I came up with, but in the end it’s almost the same. The first one is that I want everything, and the second one is that I don’t want anything.”
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Then you really think too highly of them. Will they really fulfill what they promised on the surface?"
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
There was something complicated in Yuwen Wushuang's eyes that flashed away. Maybe deep down in her heart, she was not as Gujingbubo as she said.
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
There was something complicated in Yuwen Wushuang's eyes that flashed away. Maybe deep down in her heart, she was not as Gujingbubo as she said.
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
He had gone to Yehu Mountain several times to ask Yuwen Fangge about Wushuang, but the old man simply refused to see him. This matter has simply become a worry for Yu Wende. His three children, whether they are Wuchen, Wuming or Wushuang, are all the most talented people in the family. This was enough to make him proud, but in fact, the relationship between the three children and him was extremely cold. Since the death of his wife, even Yuwen Wuming and Wuchen have had little communication with him, and sometimes they may not be able to exchange a word with each other for a month or two.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. No matter what grudges are, if you let go, there will be no grudges."
"what's your name?"
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
she asked.
In fact, he also knew very well that his wife died of depression precisely because she suffered from his doubts.
"Names don't matter."
"Some people even say that if everyone in the world does nothing and the world does nothing, there will be no disasters and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. This will be a perfect world... So, what kind of bullshit is this? There is no one who loves me and no one who loves me is the best. Dao? That’s nothing more than nonsense that combines some Buddhist theories with Taoist theories.”
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
"The one above?"
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
she asked.
She knows her own beauty and her own strength, so she has the pride of being the only one in the world. It is precisely because of this pride that she seems to be high up, standing in the clouds all the time.
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
Yuwen Wushuang looked like a fairy walking down from the altar. She didn't have any shoes on her feet. That was because no pair of shoes could match her beautiful feet. She stepped off the Phoenix without her feet touching the ground. When walking, the soles of her feet were about an inch above the ground. Every time she took a step, something like a faint cloud rose up to support the soles of her feet. Wherever she walked, even the scenery seemed to darken.
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
An Zheng smiled and replied, "Those vulgar people you are talking about."
"Dead once?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
An Zheng smiled and replied, "Those vulgar people you are talking about."
An Zheng asked: "What is good?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself. No matter what grudges are, if you let go, there will be no grudges."
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
When he saw Yuwen Wushuang appear, Yuwende on the five-story wooden building was so excited that he almost shouted.
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
she asked.
An Zheng pointed at the people on the wooden floor: "If I kill all those people, don't you hate me?"
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
she asked.
Yuwen Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't hate it."
An Zheng asked: "What is good?"
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
"The one above?"
she asked.
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
"The one above?"
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
There was something complicated in Yuwen Wushuang's eyes that flashed away. Maybe deep down in her heart, she was not as Gujingbubo as she said.
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
Yuwen Wushuang looked like a fairy walking down from the altar. She didn't have any shoes on her feet. That was because no pair of shoes could match her beautiful feet. She stepped off the Phoenix without her feet touching the ground. When walking, the soles of her feet were about an inch above the ground. Every time she took a step, something like a faint cloud rose up to support the soles of her feet. Wherever she walked, even the scenery seemed to darken.
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
"Some people even say that if everyone in the world does nothing and the world does nothing, there will be no disasters and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. This will be a perfect world... So, what kind of bullshit is this? There is no one who loves me and no one who loves me is the best. Dao? That’s nothing more than nonsense that combines some Buddhist theories with Taoist theories.”
"Some people even say that if everyone in the world does nothing and the world does nothing, there will be no disasters and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. This will be a perfect world... So, what kind of bullshit is this? There is no one who loves me and no one who loves me is the best. Dao? That’s nothing more than nonsense that combines some Buddhist theories with Taoist theories.”
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
He had gone to Yehu Mountain several times to ask Yuwen Fangge about Wushuang, but the old man simply refused to see him. This matter has simply become a worry for Yu Wende. His three children, whether they are Wuchen, Wuming or Wushuang, are all the most talented people in the family. This was enough to make him proud, but in fact, the relationship between the three children and him was extremely cold. Since the death of his wife, even Yuwen Wuming and Wuchen have had little communication with him, and sometimes they may not be able to exchange a word with each other for a month or two.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
"Dead once?"
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
"Who should be punished?"
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
Is this kind of question and answer a confrontation
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
"Names don't matter."
An Zheng said with three fingers: "There are three most respected states of mind for practitioners in this world. The first, and the most poisonous one, is to do whatever you want. Eight words to explain, to relax your mind and do whatever you want. So in this world Only those bastards can plausibly claim that they are pursuing the natural path after doing bad things. If this were the case, I don’t know how many people would die. Those so-called practitioners who can do whatever they want will cause harm to ordinary people. What will it become?”
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
"Dead once?"
He pointed at the ground: "People who want everything think that since they are practitioners, they are naturally higher than others. On the surface, they say things like doing nothing, but in fact, deep down, they wish they could be the ruler of the world for thousands of years. That’s good.”
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
"Dead once?"
"Dead once?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
Yuwen Wushuang's voice was not that light and sweet, but had a slight hoarse feeling. This voice gave her a more mature air, which not only did not affect her beauty, but also added a bit of charm.
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
An Zheng pointed at the people on the wooden floor: "If I kill all those people, don't you hate me?"
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
"Some people even say that if everyone in the world does nothing and the world does nothing, there will be no disasters and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. This will be a perfect world... So, what kind of bullshit is this? There is no one who loves me and no one who loves me is the best. Dao? That’s nothing more than nonsense that combines some Buddhist theories with Taoist theories.”
"Names don't matter."
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
An Zheng said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. These are just so-called beautiful terms created by those practitioners. In fact, their state of mind can be simply summarized into two types. The three mentioned above are their own It’s just a good word I came up with, but in the end it’s almost the same. The first one is that I want everything, and the second one is that I don’t want anything.”
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
He pointed to the sky: "People who don't want anything think that they are beyond life and death and only care about cultivation. They do not do evil or good, but only seek the great road."
He pointed at the ground: "People who want everything think that since they are practitioners, they are naturally higher than others. On the surface, they say things like doing nothing, but in fact, deep down, they wish they could be the ruler of the world for thousands of years. That’s good.”
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
He pointed at the ground: "People who want everything think that since they are practitioners, they are naturally higher than others. On the surface, they say things like doing nothing, but in fact, deep down, they wish they could be the ruler of the world for thousands of years. That’s good.”
"Names don't matter."
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
Yuwen Wushuang suddenly smiled: "So you are also a common person."
In fact, he also knew very well that his wife died of depression precisely because she suffered from his doubts.
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
"Some people even say that if everyone in the world does nothing and the world does nothing, there will be no disasters and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. This will be a perfect world... So, what kind of bullshit is this? There is no one who loves me and no one who loves me is the best. Dao? That’s nothing more than nonsense that combines some Buddhist theories with Taoist theories.”
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
"Who should be punished?"
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
"oh?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked immediately.
She walked to a place about ten meters away from An Zheng and stood there, looking at An Zheng up and down with her bright eyes.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed a little annoyed, and his face changed slightly: "You are too arrogant to say this."
She was too lazy to speak at all, and she was not even willing to explain that she was not here for the Yuwen family at all, but for herself. Because of this cold, indifferent look, the excited Yu Wende felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
An Zheng smiled and replied, "Those vulgar people you are talking about."
Sanctioner? Who in this world dares to say that he is an absolutely fair sanctioner? If a sanctioner has a bias in his heart, it will be the most tragic thing for this world.
"The one above?"
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
Yuwen Wushuang was silent for a long time, seemingly unable to find a certain direction. An Zheng's words were new to her, because no one had ever mentioned these words to her. Even the old man Yuwen Fangge, who in her opinion could be ranked among the top three in the world, would not say such arrogant words.
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
Yuwen Wushuang seemed to be curious about An Zheng's answer and looked back at the wooden building. Among the so-called big shots on the wooden floor, her eyes did not stay on any one of them for even a second. When she saw her father Yu Wende, she glanced past them.
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
"Who should be punished?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
Sanctioner? Who in this world dares to say that he is an absolutely fair sanctioner? If a sanctioner has a bias in his heart, it will be the most tragic thing for this world.
Yuwen Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't hate it."
In fact, he also knew very well that his wife died of depression precisely because she suffered from his doubts.
Yuwen Wushuang: "I still have to ask again, why do you think you can punish others?"
An Zheng laughed: "The Yuwen family are so pathetic."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
"Dead once?"
An Zheng replied: "The third type is Zhongmo, which combines the so-called inaction and the so-called smooth mind. To put it nicely, it is mellow. To put it badly, it means swinging from side to side. I will not refute anything you say, and I will not care whether it is good or bad. . I am not afraid of offending many people. Let me say something here... All practitioners who live in seclusion and abandon their own responsibilities as practitioners are garbage, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how high their status, no matter how senior they are. , it’s all rubbish.”
He pointed to the sky: "People who don't want anything think that they are beyond life and death and only care about cultivation. They do not do evil or good, but only seek the great road."
After his excitement subsided, he smiled awkwardly: "Just come."
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
"Who should be punished?"
Is this kind of question and answer a confrontation
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "What's the explanation?"
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
For the past ten years, the old man from the Yuwen family has personally taught her how to practice. What annoyed Yuwende the most was that the old man never seemed to intend to explain it to him. If he hadn't suspected that his wife was having an affair with a man outside, he wouldn't have wanted to throw Wushuang to death in anger... But after so many years, his wife has been dead for many years, and he doesn't understand why Wushuang can't forgive him.
An Zheng replied: "At least it's not important to you, it's important to some people, but he doesn't seem to intend to face me directly."
"Dead once?"
"Who should be punished?"
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
Not only was Yuwen Wushuang not angry, but his eyes became brighter: "Then what do you think, how should people behave in the world? And how should practitioners behave?"
Yuwen Wushuang couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean?"
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
The voice of these words was not too low. Although it was not shouted, it was just spoken lightly, but the voice happened to float to the five-story wooden building, and everyone on the wooden building could hear it clearly. Yuwende looked at Chen Zhongqi subconsciously, but Chen Zhongqi still stood there motionless, without any change in his expression. But his eyes were always fixed on An Zheng and never looked away.
Yuwen Wushuang: "I still have to ask again, why do you think you can punish others?"
"what's your name?"
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
The women around An Zheng were all beautiful, but they were different from Yuwen Wushuang's beauty. The beauty of Quliuxi is that she is still in the world and a living person. And Yuwen Wushuang's appearance seemed not to belong to this world.
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
An Zheng did not answer, but made a gesture of invitation: "The leader of your Yuwen family said that I can only win three battles to save my two friends from being criticized. I won one battle and tied. After one game, if you come to play a third game with me, then you can start. Although I don’t think people from your Yuwen family are much more valuable than other families, but at least I believe that people from your Yuwen family keep their word. . Especially... in front of so many years."
Yuwen Wushuang asked: "What about you?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Those people above are standing too high. No matter their status or cultivation, even their pitiful self-esteem, they deliberately let themselves stand higher. They always say that they can only see if they stand high. But in fact, they are not trying to see far. They are just standing tall because they want more people to see that they are standing tall. And if you have a grudge against such a person... you are also a common person."
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
"oh?"
Perhaps because the voice was louder, even Yuwen Wushuang, who was far away, could hear clearly. She looked back at the people on the five-story wooden building. There was neither sadness nor joy in her eyes, but because of this, it was pure contempt.
He had gone to Yehu Mountain several times to ask Yuwen Fangge about Wushuang, but the old man simply refused to see him. This matter has simply become a worry for Yu Wende. His three children, whether they are Wuchen, Wuming or Wushuang, are all the most talented people in the family. This was enough to make him proud, but in fact, the relationship between the three children and him was extremely cold. Since the death of his wife, even Yuwen Wuming and Wuchen have had little communication with him, and sometimes they may not be able to exchange a word with each other for a month or two.
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Then you really think too highly of them. Will they really fulfill what they promised on the surface?"
She knows her own beauty and her own strength, so she has the pride of being the only one in the world. It is precisely because of this pride that she seems to be high up, standing in the clouds all the time.
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
"what's your name?"
In fact, he also knew very well that his wife died of depression precisely because she suffered from his doubts.
It seemed that no one was in her eyes, not even any life in her eyes.
Sanctioner? Who in this world dares to say that he is an absolutely fair sanctioner? If a sanctioner has a bias in his heart, it will be the most tragic thing for this world.
An Zheng was silent for a while and then replied: "Me? I am a person who lives for sanctions."
Yuwende pointed at Yuwen Wushuang and said: "After all, the blood of the Yuwen family flows in her body. When the family needs her, she will not let me down."
An Zheng: "I do things with integrity and responsibility. I can do what others can't do, so I can sanction others..."
An Zheng said calmly: "I know that about a thousand years ago, a way of cultivation emerged in the Central Plains, which can also be said to be a new direction. Some people interpret it that the inaction of the ancestors of the Dao Sect is to let go of everything. ... The simple meaning is that no matter what happens in this world, it has nothing to do with me. I am a separate world, act according to my own rules, and have nothing to do with anyone else... After this statement came out, there were actually a lot of people. 's entourage.
Yuwende's fists clenched slightly, suppressing his anger. In fact, a long time ago, almost ten years ago, Yuwen Wushuang had no contact with him. Although he often sends people to Yehu Mountain to deliver some things, those things are always sent back intact. The child on Yehu Mountain said that Miss Wushuang's seeing these things would affect her state of mind and destroy her practice.
"what's your name?"
An Zheng smiled and replied, "Those vulgar people you are talking about."
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
Yuwen Wushuang: "I still have to ask again, why do you think you can punish others?"
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Whether it is ordinary people or the big shots in the wooden building, they do not want a person like the Sanctioner to exist."
Yuwen Wushuang said: "Then you really think too highly of them. Will they really fulfill what they promised on the surface?"
Yuwen Wushuang shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't hate it."
Yuwen Wushuang asked with a smile: "What about the third type?"
There was a red rope tied to the perfect white ankle, and there was a very small bronze fish-like ornament on it. Hanging on her ankle, the red rope, herring, and fair skin are already countless times more beautiful than the surrounding scenery.
she asked.
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
An Zheng: "With four words...the conscience of heaven and earth."
When the woman in fluttering white clothes stood on Phoenix's back and slowly descended, several of the people who had just woken up fainted. That's not because of Yuwen Wushuang's pressure, but because she is so beautiful. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen Wushuang's beauty is not the beauty of the world.
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
An Zheng nodded: "So I died once."
"My daughter, I said my daughter will never forget her identity!"
"There will be no sanctioners in this world."
"The second type is what you call inaction. This kind of inaction means no one cares about anyone, no one interferes with anyone, and no one cares about anyone. Everyone is the world, and everyone is the center. It sounds beautiful, It's just a high-sounding reason to throw away one's own responsibilities. I guess the person who first proposed this state of mind must be a very irresponsible person, probably a man. "