Chapter 72 Only belongs to the heart of the college

Nangong Lie looked at Zhao Feng lying in ** and felt extremely guilty. Originally, Zhao Feng would not be involved in this matter, but because of a decision at that time to involve this teenager who was not masked with himself in the Nangong family, now he has been seriously injured in order to protect Nangong Hui. Of course, Nangong Lie did not know Zhao. If I knew Feng's true identity, I would never think so.

At this time, the whole Nangong family had been cleaned up, but the smell of blood in the air still told the only remaining people in the Nangong family the terrible fact last night.

Because of Nangong Lie's cultivation, Qihai Danxin was forced to be more than ten years old, and his body also left terrible sequelae because of yesterday's battle,

The whole Nangong family now has only a few maidservant except for Nangong Lie's eldest son, the second son, Nangong Hui and the hostage Lin Yalan.

In Zhao Feng's room, Nangong Lie had gone out to order the maidservant to do things, leaving only Lin Yalan. Lin Yalan looked at Zhao Feng with bandages on her chest and left arm, and was extremely confused.

Whether it is the power behind or her own reasons, the assassin Lin Yalan wants to kill Zhao Feng, but she doesn't know why she hesitates so much in her heart.

Lin Yalan sat in a chair and looked at Zhao Feng lying in **. She was extremely surprised at this moment. From the poem "Who said that water is beautiful in Philadelphia" to the meeting in the painting, Lin Yalan somehow had such a trace of affection for Zhao Feng.

"Lin Yalan, you are a member of the King of Chu. How can you be moved by this young man of unknown origin?" Lin Yalan warned herself in her heart.

It's just that love, even Qingtian Haoyang can't guess how a secular woman can guess. At the beginning, even Lin Yalan herself didn't know from that poem. From the first time she saw Zhao Feng in the painting, there was a trace of affection in her heart.

Indeed, whether it is Zhao Feng's literary talent or temperament or the intoxicating face, it will make every woman secretly fall in love.

At this time, when Lin Yalan was extremely contradictory, Zhao Feng really had another scene in her mind.

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The smell of red dust, the end of the fireworks alley, the brothel inn. It is the heart disaster that Zhao Feng is experiencing at this time. Normally, practitioners of the Book of Heaven will not have heart disaster, because the skills in the Book of Heaven are given by God to the world, which depicts the road of heaven and earth as the most profound source of heaven and earth.

But now Zhao Feng is experiencing a heart disaster. In addition, Lu Xiaoxiao, who is unconscious in the college, is also experiencing a heart disaster at this moment.

The teacher stood by Lu Xiaoxiao's window and looked at Lu Xiaomei in a coma, showing sadness. Only the teacher knew that the fearless realm of the college was to experience heart disaster. Even if you practiced the skills of Tianshu, you still couldn't do it. Because fearlessness is fearlessness of anything and difficulties in practice.

Because the fearlessness of the academy is to experience the world and all things. Since we want to understand the world and all things, these things must leave traces in the mind, and these traces of the world are even difficult to erase the origin of heaven and earth in the book of heaven, because it is the world or the most real existence in the world.

Taoist practice pays attention to calmness and self-evidentness, Buddhist practice pays attention to good and evil cause and effect, and magic practice pays attention to self-cultivation. These are all in order to make there no trace in your heart and only leave the existence of the road, while the college pays attention to real existence, so some things will contradict the origin of the road.

But both the teacher and Lin Zichun have experienced the heart disaster. They know what kind of suffering it is. If they can't pass the heart disaster, they will sink in the sea of hearts forever until the body dies.

At this time, both Zhao Feng and Lu Xiaoxiao are experiencing the disaster of the world, but the experience of both of them is different.

Zhao Feng experienced the fireworks at the end of the alley from Wu Xiuzhi's red dust, like a brothel inn, but Lu Xiaoxiao experienced the scholarly atmosphere in the outer city of Lin'an when he was a teenager, teaching people and educating people.

Different scenes, different heart disasters, different places.

In the end of the fireworks alley, Zhao Feng looked at the brothels around him. Countless young women were waving and holding the guests. Zhao Feng walked on the street like a transparent person. Neither prostitutes nor those people paid attention to Zhao Feng's existence.

The whole street seemed to have no end. Zhao Feng's eyes were confused and kept looking at the front mechanically, bumping into the lively crowd.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng stopped walking mechanically, looked at a brothel next to a three-water building, and walked in without any hesitation.

The Sanshui Building has been full of tables for a long time, and there are still some guests on the second and third floors. After Zhao Feng entered, he did not hesitate but went straight upstairs, and both the guests and the old ou in the brothel were still flirting with the young women or greeting the guests as if they could not see Zhao Feng.

When Zhao Feng walked to the third floor, he went straight to a guest room and stopped and then entered directly. It was strange that Zhao Feng entered the guest room directly as if he had separated time and space.

In the guest room, there is a woman whose face is not inferior to Lin's. She is watching a man painting, and the man is not dressed like a rich family.

At this time, the woman looked at the man's painting with great attention, and the man was also focusing on his painting and did not know that there was one more person in the room at this time.

Zhao Feng slowly walked over and looked at the man's painting. The portrait painted the scenery on the shore of Feishui, which was extremely beautiful and real. Slowly, the painting appeared in front of Zhao Feng as if it were the real world. Zhao Feng couldn't help raising his hand to touch the picture that had been shown.

When his hand slowly got closer and closer to the real painting, a sudden "stop" interrupted Zhao Feng's eyes, which were still full of confusion, immediately woke up and regained his previous look, and at the same time paused the whole space and time.

Zhao Feng looked around and looked at the source of the sound. When he saw the old man in a little shabby sackcloth standing at the door of the guest room, he asked, "Who are you?"

The old man did not answer but walked over. He took the brush in the hand of the painting man and clicked on the water bank. Suddenly, everything disappeared and then turned into another scene.

The mountain is not high, and the mountain is full of peach mountains, and there is a small academy at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Feng was extremely surprised when he saw it, because this was Taoshan, where the college was located, and then he looked at the old man again.

"I'm Wu Xiuzhi" The old man said the first sentence

"You are the disciple of the teacher" the old man's second sentence

"You are experiencing your heart disaster" The third game of the old man.

Three simple sentences told everything. After listening to this, Zhao Feng did not speak but quietly closed his eyes and began to recall what he had just experienced.

Slowly, the space began to break. Taoshan was not there, and even the old man disappeared in the end. The whole space was slowly extremely dark, leaving only Zhao Feng, who was still closing his eyes.

"Heart disaster, this is the fourth realm that the teacher once said that he would experience heart disaster to stabilize his life after fear," Zhao Feng thought silently in his heart.

At this time, Lu Xiaoxiao, a forbidden place in the back of the college, is also experiencing the same thing. In those days when he was a teenager, he taught in the outer city of Lin'an. The days of educating the children of poor families were slowly breaking up and slowly disappearing, and standing beside Lu Xiaoxiao was an old man he had never seen before.

The old man spent his whole life in a green robe, and a copy of the Analects of Confucius in his hand quietly looked at Lu Xiaoxiao.

The old man only said three words.

"What language am I"

"I am a teacher in the front yard of the college"

"You are experiencing your heart"

When the scene slowly turned into Taoshan Mountain after these three sentences, Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the old man beside him and knew that there was a saint with infinite merit in the college who had taught countless court Confucians to drink royal children in his life.

Then Lu Xiaoxiao also closed his eyes and began to realize his heart. The only difference was that Wu Xiuzhi had disappeared in the years, and He Yu was still teaching in the front of the college. No one knew that this was a state where a saint could already ward off evil spirits and exorcise the law.

At this time, the old man sat in the front yard study and looked at the direction of the back mountain with a copy of the Analects in his hand, and then slowly smiled and continued to look at the dilapidated Analects in his hand

The teacher stood by Lu Xiaoxiao's bed, but looked at the direction of Xianzhongzhou and smiled and then left Lu Xiaoxiao's room.

Because the teacher knew that both Lu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Feng had passed the first fearless heart disaster.

After a while, Lu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and rushed up with a fearless breath and then slowly disappeared. After Lu Xiaoxiao woke up, all the wounds in her body had disappeared and entered the middle level of fearless.

On the other hand, Zhao Feng also opened his eyes at the same time and looked directly without any breath, because Zhao Feng did not step into the middle level without fear, because the apocalypse still stayed in the lower level.

At this time, Lin Yalan, who was still sitting in the chair, was suddenly scared by Zhao Feng, who appeared beside her, and then turned her head silently. Zhao Feng did not open the door and went out to look at the sky and smile, because his brother had entered the middle level without fear.