Zhou Fei does have a lot of questions to ask.
But at this moment, he was speechless.
He didn't know where to start asking.
The master didn't look for it, he drank the wine leisurely, and then conjured a bag of beef out of it.
Zhou Fei looked a little hungry.
The master pushed the bag in front of him: "You are welcome."
Zhou Fei twisted a piece of beef into his mouth, and his eyes lit up: "What kind of beef is this, so delicious?"
The master said: "Is this also a problem?"
Zhou Fei shook his head quickly: "It doesn't count."
The master smiled and pointed his finger forward: "What do you see?"
Zhou Fei thought for a while before answering this question. "Chang'an."
"Other than that?" the Master continued to ask.
Zhou Fei said: "Li Min."
The master nodded: "Yes, I ask you, what is the most important thing for the Li people?"
Zhou Fei was lost in thought.
"Stupid stuff, such a simple question, does it take so long to think about it?"
Zhou Feiqi Ai Ai said: "Eat and drink Lazar?"
The Master smiled with satisfaction. He twisted a piece of beef with two fingers and put it in his mouth to chew slowly. Then he drank a drink: "There is food and drink, there is eaves when it rains, there is a lover when sick, and there are children in old age. This is the life that ordinary Lebanese people pursue."
Zhou Fei felt that what the Master said was very philosophical.
But philosophy is often the most difficult thing to understand.
So many philosophers throughout the ages have eventually become "philosophers".
"Have you figured it out now?" the master asked, "your question."
Zhou Fei nodded: "Think clearly."
"Ask." The Master said.
"What am I?" Zhou Fei asked.
With an unprecedented serious tone.
The master said: "You killed a person, do you think the other person hates you more or hates you for more knives?"
Zhou Fei answered honestly: "Naturally he hates me."
"Weapon is not guilty, the same reason, martial arts mentality is not guilty, the key point is still people." The master took out a dagger from his arms and threw it in front of Zhou Fei: "This was the last Ice Age, the biggest in the world. The weapon used by the demon of the world has become the world’s number one weapon, which can devour the soul and counter-kill the host."
"Since I got it, this knife hasn’t left my body for one meter. I’m now
It was still fine, without any harm. Its evil name is only given by human beings, and it does not produce any killing intent by itself. Of course, this knife drank too much blood, and it was easy to be affected if it was changed to a person who was not determined. But that was just the negative emotions in the heart magnified by the knife, and the ultimate cause was in oneself. "
Zhou Fei picked up the knife, feeling a little cold when he started, and at the same time, he was a little restless in his heart, and a certain kind of whisper sounded in his ears.
The master glanced at him: "This knife is given to you."
Zhou Fei grimaced, "This is not so good."
"Are you afraid of it? afraid of a knife?" the master said coldly.
Zhou Fei shook his head: "I am mainly afraid that my Xueyin Knife will be jealous."
The master was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed: "Interesting and interesting, your kid is really a funny guy. There is no reason to take back the things I sent out. Hold it properly. When will you be able to suppress the evil of this knife? Give it back to me."
Zhou Fei could only accept: "Master Xie."
After a while, Zhou Fei continued: "Master, I had a dream."
The master took a sip of wine: "What about eggs?"
Zhou Fei was choked by this answer, "You are in my dream."
The master squinted at Zhou Fei: "What's wrong, are you still in love with me?"
Zhou Fei: "Master, if you want to do this again, we can't talk. Anyway, it's also a teacher. Can you maintain the majesty of a teacher?"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to stand my dignity," said the master.
Zhou Fei: "..."
"Let's talk normally, I feel that if we use the same chat method just now, this book will easily be harmonized."
"Ha ha."
"I dreamed of an ice field. The whole world was covered by glaciers, the sky and the earth were vast, and only a few strong men were still alive. I could see the backs of those strong men, but apart from the master, I didn’t recognize anyone else. ."
The Master's face sank, and a moment later he let out a sigh.
"Winter is coming," said the master.
"What is Winter?" Zhou Fei was puzzled.
The Master said: "This is a legend that few people know, but it does exist. From its origin, this world has only two seasons, one warm as spring and the other as cold as winter. Two seasons alternately rule this. In the world, the cycle time is in ten thousand years. According to the temple, when the goddess ruled the earth, it was warm spring. The devil ruled
In the world, it is Winter. "
"After the winter comes, the Golden Crow will disappear, the world will be shrouded in the night forever, white ice and snow cover the whole world, animals die, plants die, humans die, everything will cease to exist, in the powerful practitioners, I can only linger in the winter and wait for death."
Zhou Fei asked in a low voice, "Who has survived the winter?"
The master pointed to himself.
Zhou Fei's eyes widened.
I know that the Master is so good, but I don't know that the Master is so good.
"Are there anyone else besides your old man?" Zhou Fei continued to ask.
"There are three more." said the master: "a blacksmith, a carpenter, and a woman."
woman? "Zhou Fei's eyes widened again.
The master said, "Be careful that your eyes fall out! You look down on women so much."
Zhou Fei's head was about to show the afterimage: "No, no, there is absolutely no such thing. I'm just... a little surprised. Master, since those people have survived the winter, their strength should be as good as you, incomparable. Is so powerful, why has there never been a legend about them in the world?"
The master smiled: "The reason is simple, they are too old. After the winter, they can't survive the time."
Zhou Fei was stunned.
This is his inertial thinking, ignoring the most important point.
What is the fairest thing in the world
That is time.
It treats everyone equally, and no one can stop the torrent of time.
Winter can kill the undead, time is okay.
The master added: "What's more, in my eyes, they are not strong, they just escaped the winter by luck."
Zhou Fei didn't think so.
In his opinion, being able to survive the winter of lack of anything can no longer be summed up by just two words of luck.
This must be accompanied by strong strength.
Of course, the master himself is a powerful generation, he can look down on those people, but Zhou Fei can't.
The master noticed Zhou Fei's expression, and he said in a very indifferent tone: "What do you think is the end of practice?"
Zhou Fei answered honestly: "The disciple doesn't know."
The Master said: "The path of cultivation is lonely. To the end of cultivation is to cultivate the mind. The stronger the cultivation, the more proud. And the proud people, how can they choose to stay on the verge of life?"
Zhou Fei understood immediately.
(End of this chapter)