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Chen Xuzhi's mood was extremely complicated.

Even though the monks didn't believe in fate, at this moment he couldn't help feeling a sense of reverence for fate from the bottom of his heart.

No matter what he does, will he end up in the end?

Jiancheng left the Great Sun Immortal Sect because of him, but still entered this secret realm and got the golden finger of his previous life.

It's even ironic that even if this half and the golden lotus pod were in front of him, he probably wouldn't recognize it himself, and would just throw it away as trash.

Jian Cheng looked at Chen Xuzhi in a daze, and couldn't help throwing the golden lotus pod back into the pot.

He came to Chen Xuzhi's side and asked, "Why are you in a daze again?"

Chen Xuzhi asked abruptly, "Do you believe in fate?"

Without even thinking about it, Jian Cheng said, "Believe me!"

Chen Xu was stunned, and he couldn't help but said, "Didn't you say that monks don't believe in fate?"

Jian Cheng laughed: "Fate is determined by the sky, luck is born by oneself, the combination of the two is fate."

"We can't choose our origin, but we can choose our own future." Jian Cheng said with a smile: "Our origin and environment are determined by God, but what kind of person we want to be, what kind of path we take, and what goal we achieve depend on what kind of person we want to be. It was decided by myself, so I believe in fate.”

"But I don't believe in destiny."

Heaven favors my blessings, and I honor my virtues to welcome them;

Heaven toils my body, I rest my heart to make up for it;

When the sky is in trouble, I meet, and I prosper and my way leads to it.

Therefore, the sky is healthy, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement.

Chen Xuzhi lowered his head, his long hair fell down, covering his cheeks.

His eyes were slightly moist, with tears flashing faintly.

In fact, he understood these things, but gradually, he couldn't do it, and he couldn't think so.

Everyone knows that when you are fat, you need to lose weight and exercise, but can you do it if you know it?not necessarily.

Everyone knows that one has to be kind to others and be willing to do good, so that good people will be rewarded, but even if they understand this, how many people can forget their own interests and be sincere to others when encountering troubles?

Everyone knows that a monk must have a firm belief, not be moved by external things, and devote himself to cultivating the Tao in order to realize longevity. However, if this is the case, where does the monk's struggle come from?

Some things are known to be known, to understand is to understand, but how many people can really do it by themselves?

Even the so-called knowing or understanding is just self-righteous, but in fact, they have not realized the true meaning at all.

Before practicing, Chen Xuzhi also knew a lot of so-called theories of Taoism. What is the three realms of seeing mountains and waters? ...

It's all fart.

These are all just imaginations of people in the Dharma-ending Age about their attainment of Taoism and immortality in the past.

After Chen Xuzhi came to this world, he kept changing until he became completely unrecognizable and his obsession became a demon. If he hadn't met Jian Cheng and broke through the confusion in his heart, he would have died soon.

It is not so easy to cultivate immortals and become enlightened, it is much more difficult than the college entrance examination.

If you fail the college entrance examination, you will not die. If you take a wrong step on the road of cultivation, it will be the difference between life and death.

Never be self righteous.

Chen Xuzhi raised his hand to cover his face, and he put it down after a while.

He said to Jian Cheng, "Thank you."

Jian Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and stared blankly.

He couldn't use the words he knew to describe the beauty of this smile, it was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, with a clearer sound, a more beautiful color, and a more gorgeous shape.

Breathtaking beauty.

The beating pill fire in Jiancheng's hand got stuck.

The next second, with a bang, the pot exploded, and the boiling spring water splashed Jian Cheng and Chen Xu.

Chen Xuzhi was expressionless, he raised his hand to wipe his face, boiling water slid down his scarred arm, and then those scorched skin turned into dry skin and fell off?

Seeing Chen Xuzhi's surprised expression, Jian Cheng twitched a bit, and he said dryly: "...Using these kinds of elixir for torment can speed up the circulation of spiritual power and the regeneration of essence and blood. You can wash more."

Chen Xu choked, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Really convinced this guy.

At any rate, it is also a potion boiled with elixir. Based on the principle of not being wasted, Chen Xuzhi is going to wash his face with a pot ==

Jian Cheng immediately took out all the elixir from the pot graciously, just as he brought back a lot of pots and pans from the ruins, he temporarily put the elixir in a small basin.

The half of the golden lotus pod that showed its true colors was placed alone by Jian Cheng, and he even arranged a small formation.

The golden lotus pod is a good thing, if it can be raised with formations before it is used as medicine, the effect will be even better.

After Jiancheng processed the potion, he put the pot in front of Chen Xuzhi, and Chen Xuzhi immediately reached out, scooped up some potion and patted it on his face.

Not to mention, Jian Cheng's folk remedies are indeed very effective. The moment the potion slid across his cheeks, he could even feel the tiny nerve endings on his face stretch out, and the itchy, sticky feeling on his face disappeared.

Chen Xuzhi regained his energy, put the black robe aside, got up and walked to the side, and tore off the tattered clothes on his upper body in two or three strokes.

The cyan robe had been burnt to black gray long ago, and it was full of holes, making it impossible to wear it anymore.

Chen Xuzhi wrapped the tattered robe around his waist, revealing his muscular upper body.

Jian Cheng's eyes couldn't help but stick to it.

Chen Xuzhi's body was not as thin and slender as when he had clothes on. After taking off his clothes, he could clearly see the muscle lines.

His shoulders are not very broad, but they are thick. The muscle lines on his shoulders are very full. His arms are long and powerful, and they become slender at the wrists. His fingers are as white as jade, and his skin is tender and smooth.

When such a pair of hands was lifted up to tie the long hair behind the head, the jade-colored fingers overlapped with the long dark red hair, the red became redder, and the white became whiter.

The red-haired young man tied his obstructive long hair behind his head, and the broken hair in front of his forehead was scattered on his cheeks. He couldn't see his expression clearly, but his slender neck was exposed.

Jian Cheng swallowed subconsciously.

Heart pounding.

Brush pull.

The red-haired youth raised the pot and poured the potion inside from the top of his head.

The transparent potion fell down the hair. Because the potion contained strong spiritual power, when Chen Xuzhi circulated the spiritual power in his body at the same time, the spiritual power and spiritual power attracted each other. The potion did not splash as before, but flowed along The skin flows down slowly.

The potion was viscous and slow flowing, and as it glides over exposed skin, traces of dry skin began to peel off.

Chen Xuzhi's black and red face finally returned to normal. The medicine slid over the cheeks and then to the neck, spun around the Adam's apple, and slid to the collarbone.

His collarbone is extremely delicate, when the medicine washes the collarbone, it seems to let the dusty ancient jade see the sun again, blooming a warm and restrained brilliance.

The potion continued to fall, and the scar on the chest slowly healed under the action of the potion, and a little potion was hung on the green and pink spot, which was extremely crystal clear.

Seeing this, Jian Cheng couldn't help but gasped.

He subconsciously covered his face, but it was useless, who made his fingers subconsciously open such a big crack.

Like a hand full of magic power, the potion wiped away all the scars on Chen Xuzhi's body and restored him to a perfect state.

When the potion fell down Chen Xuzhi's eight-pack into the rag wrapped around his waist, Jiancheng sighed uncontrollably.

Chen Xuzhi naturally felt Jian Cheng's burning eyes.

He opened his eyes, thinking that Jian Cheng also needed healing, and felt a little guilty.

Speaking of which, it was the potion made by Jian Cheng, but he used it first when Jian Cheng didn't use it.

Chen Xuzhi put down his hands, there was still some potion in the pot, and he immediately walked to Jian Cheng's side: "Sorry, you need it too?"

Jian Cheng looked at the red-haired young man who was close at hand, and his nasal cavity was suddenly filled with the strong breath of flames belonging to Chen Xuzhi... Jian Cheng rubbed his nose silently, and said dryly: "It's okay, you are seriously injured, you should use it first Well, I can cook a second pot."

Chen Xuzhi: "The effect of the second pot is not as good as that of the first pot."

Jian Cheng: "...I am not seriously injured, and the medicine is too effective to be of any use."

Chen Xuzhi was right, so he poured all the remaining potion on his body.

In the next second, the flame ignited, and the jade buttons coiled between the hair turned into a red robe, and the tattered robe wrapped around Chen Xuzhi's waist was completely burned to ashes.

Chen Xuzhi felt much better.

Jian Cheng coughed, and he took out a black robe: "Let's put on the outer robe."

Chen Xuzhi waved his hand: "No, I have it myself."

Thinking of the cyan robe, Jian Cheng muttered: "...You used to have black hair, so wearing a cyan robe is not bad, but now your hair has become wine red, and you wear cyan..."

This is the second time that Jiancheng has disliked Chen Xuzhi's clothes.

Chen Xuzhi reluctantly took Jian Cheng's black robe: "I didn't realize you still cared about this."

Jian Cheng plausibly said: "What is beauty? Powerful beauty, pure beauty, soul beauty, natural beauty, silent beauty... Many times, beauty can be used to praise a person, but from another perspective, beauty can also be called Perfect."

"Perfection is the ultimate. The so-called three thousand avenues can become immortals. In fact, it means that when any path reaches the extreme, it can also step into the realm of Tao."

"I've always felt that when a monk ascends to immortality and enters another indescribable realm, it is the process of a person transforming from incomplete to perfect, his spiritual power from being small and complex to pure and vast, and his level from being low and vulgar to being equal to all beings."

"A fairy is perfection."

"So the pursuit of beauty is a manifestation of Tao."

Chen Xuzhi was dumbfounded.

After talking a lot, Jian Cheng finally got to the point.

He said: "...I think you are more beautiful in a black robe." After a pause, he added: "Much more beautiful than a blue robe."

Chen Xuzhi: "........."

He felt that he was a fool for believing Jian Cheng's nonsense a second ago! !

The author has something to say: I am blessed when the sky is thin, but I welcome it with thick virtue;

Heaven toils my body, I rest my heart to make up for it;

When the sky is in trouble, I meet, and I prosper and my way leads to it.

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These few sentences were written by Chen Jiru, a hermit of the Ming Dynasty.

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Jiancheng is a typical visual animal 23333.