"Thank you so much, don't blame me."

After hearing Lu Qingyun's words, Ye Jiansheng thanked him again. He suddenly remembered his ten-year agreement with a swordsman. His heart tightened. He wondered if the ten-year period had passed. He couldn't help but ask: "May I ask my benefactor, is it tonight?"

What year?"

When Lu Qingyun heard Ye Jiansheng's words, his expression froze, and then he became weird again. He looked at Ye Jiansheng jokingly, and asked instead of answering, "First of all, tell me where you are from and where you live? And where are you?"

Young people? I can answer them one by one for you."

Ye Jiansheng saw Lu Qingyun's expression was very strange, as if he was joking, and he was a little confused. Could it have been a long time? After hearing Lu Qingyun's words, he suppressed his thoughts and replied: "

The younger son, Ye Jiansheng, was born in Sanchuan, Luoyang, during the Wushen period of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty."

After telling his story, Ye Jiansheng looked eagerly at Lu Qingyun, hoping to find out from him what year it was now? So as to know whether the ten-year agreement had passed?

Emperor Hongzhi of the Ming Dynasty was a renaissance figure in the Ming Dynasty. As a wise emperor, although Lu Qingyun didn't know much about him, he also knew that he was active in the late 15th and early 16th centuries.

Sure enough, after hearing Ye Jiansheng's words, Lu Qingyun showed a trace of pride in his eyes, thinking that his previous guess was indeed good. This ancient man has a history of more than five hundred years. Looking at Ye Jiansheng's anxious eyes, Lu Qingyun couldn't help but feel

live

He let out a long sigh, then shook his head at Ye Jiansheng, and then replied: "The Ming Dynasty has been dead for hundreds of years, followed by the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, then the Republic of China, and now it is the People's Republic. It has been 20 years since you were born.

It’s more than five hundred years old.”

Although Ye Jiansheng saw Lu Qingyun's expression was strange and he kept shaking his head, he had long been suspicious in his heart. Could it be that many years have passed now? But when he heard Lu Qingyun say that the Ming Dynasty had been dead for hundreds of years and had changed several dynasties, five hundred years had passed in a hurry.

Suddenly it was like hearing a thunderbolt from the blue, my scalp was numb, and my thoughts were all over the place. Fortunately, I had some preparations in my mind beforehand, and my mind was strong, otherwise I would have almost fainted.

Ten years have passed, and this person has passed away; if my father and brother are not here, what should I do with this person?

Although Ye Jiansheng did not faint, his eyes were blank, and his mind was numb and ashes. He didn't know what to think. He could only turn his thoughts into a faint sigh, which came out through his mouth and nose. Then he smiled bitterly and looked at Lu Qingyun again.

Say thank you.

Lu Qingyun saw that although Ye Jiansheng had regained consciousness, his eyes were extremely blank. Putting himself in his shoes, Lu Qingyun secretly thought: If it were me, Bai Jun passed by in a hurry, and it had been five hundred years since I opened my eyes. My parents and family were not here, and my relatives and friends were gone.

Without seeing it, only the vast sky and earth remain. If I am alone here, I am afraid that I am worse than that.

Thinking about it, Lu Qingyun glanced at him again, knowing that he was heartbroken at this time. If he could not inspire his motivation to live, he would probably go on like this. If he did not seek short-sightedness, he would become a walking zombie. But he must inspire him to survive.

Lu Qingyun knew not to say anything more, he could only reaffirm his faith and his lifelong pursuit.

After thinking about it, Lu Qingyun shouted loudly at Ye Jiansheng: "Ye Jiansheng, what is your belief and what is your pursuit in life?"

Everyone living in the world has his pursuit and his faith. Faith is not about praying to gods and Buddhas, entrusting oneself to those clay puppets, but a spirit of living and working hard for one's own survival.

, a spirit that transcends all things and makes people the spirit of all things.

Compared with ordinary people, perhaps money, power, beautiful cars, beautiful women, power and reputation are the goals they pursue. Let’s not discuss how they capture their goals, but when they move forward hard and work hard for this on the road of life,

That spirit is faith.

People who practice spiritual practice also have their own beliefs, which is to firmly believe in themselves, move forward one step at a time, and transcend others.

Lu Qingyun also has his own beliefs. The road is vast and he seeks it with his own life. This is his belief.

Ye Jiansheng, a swordsman in green, can survive in ice sculptures for many years. His martial arts skills are not only unparalleled in the world, but also his martial arts is superb. This kind of person, like himself, Lu Qingyun does not believe that he does not have his own beliefs, but he was frozen just now

When I woke up and found that hundreds of years had passed, I was so shocked that I lost my bearings and didn't know what to do.

Lu Qingyun knew that if he was allowed to go on like this, the mixed thoughts would inevitably turn into inner demons, and his whole life would be ruined. Seeing this, Lu Qingyun suddenly shouted at Ye Jiansheng, roaring like a Buddhist lion, and woke up and

he.

"My faith? What is my pursuit in life?"

Ye Jiansheng, who was in a daze, suddenly heard Lu Qingyun's shouting. He was startled by the sound of a big stick, murmured in his mouth, and began to think about Lu Qingyun's words.

Thinking of Lu Qingyun's words, Ye Jiansheng began to recall his life:

He learned swordsmanship at the age of three, became famous at the age of five, and left home at the age of seven. Following Zhongni's ambition, he learned the art from his masters, visited famous masters, and traveled all over the country. Although he experienced hardships and thorns all along the way, he was still unyielding and finally achieved something at the age of thirteen.

Xiaocheng. Suili Qingfeng invited battles from all directions to prove the way of sword. After three years of hard work, he finally achieved it at the end of sixteen years. From then on, there is no rival in the world. Looking around blankly, there are enemies like a forest. Everyone wants to kill. My way is a sword.

The sword levels the sky.

…

There is a swordsman in the world who can open his mouth and roar, and then with a sword, he can decapitate the enemy hundreds of meters away. I long for it.

…

Ten years later, I will hone my sword skills, clean the edge of my sword, and fight again.

…

Although I am a mortal firefly, I will use the sword in my hand to cut through thorns and thorns. I vow to compete with the rising sun and bright moon, level the sky with one sword, and cut through the sky.

…

Recalling his life's deeds and aspirations, Ye Jiansheng's eyes gradually became firm. My Tao is a sword, and one sword can level the sky.

Lu Qingyun calmly watched Ye Jiansheng sinking into his own memories, and couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart. After seeing a divine light flash in his eyes, he understood in his heart that Ye Jiansheng had found the goal of his life.

In other words, his faith.

After thinking about it, Ye Jiansheng came back to his senses. A divine light flashed in his eyes, sharp as a sword, but he had found the goal of his survival. Immediately, Ye Jiansheng's eyes returned to normal, and he thanked Lu Qingyun again.

He said respectfully: "Thank you sir for reminding me, Jiansheng has found his own faith and goal."

Ye Jiansheng did not mention his benefactor, only his teacher. Obviously, he placed Lu Qingyun in the position of his teacher instead of the miracle doctor who saved his life. In ancient times, Zheng Gu changed the poems of monk Qi Ji into a one-character teacher, and now there is Lu Qingyun.

Qingyun reminded Ye Jiansheng of his life ambitions and called him Sir. For Ye Jiansheng, it was not an empty talk, but a voice from the bottom of his heart.

When Lu Qingyun saw Ye Jiansheng bowing to him, he quickly walked over and helped him to prevent him from bowing down. He immediately waved his hand, knowing that he did not understand modern Mandarin Chinese, and said: "You don't have to do this, Rao Er."

"For Mr. Jiansheng, this is just a piece of work. For Jiansheng, this kindness is as heavy as Mount Tai, and I cannot help but worship him."
Chapter completed!