As the old lady continued, An Yi finally understood why she did not let Zhao Bin learn Taoism. In summary, she just called four words: "transmitting the family line".

The inheritance of the family line was the first major event in ancient times, and even in modern times, it was not changed, which shows its importance.

As the saying goes, "No one can be a home, no home can be a country." If everyone in the world does not know how to give birth, then even the human race will be gone.

Once the human race is destroyed, humanity will disappear immediately, so after the old lady brought out the matter of "transmitting the family line", An Yi immediately kept silent and waited for the old lady to take over the next sentence.

The old lady seemed to turn her mind, sighed and said, "What Taoist said is all about metal and stone; the Taoist priest's heart is actually the heart of heaven and earth. The old woman has a simple opinion, which has almost misled the child. Now that the Taoist priest's teachings, she has already realized that since the child has such a background and fate, the foolish woman cannot delay his future for her own selfishness. Since the child has become a disciple of the Taoist priest, he is a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest is kind to cultivate the child, and my mother and son should be deeply moved. Even if the deceased husband knows that he will be very grateful. But 'the wise man is inevitably licking the calf's selfishness,' the foolish woman just wants to ask the Taoist priest, if he wants to take my son to travel around the world. If he goes away, he will not know when he will come back?"

An Yi was surprised, but he didn't expect that the old lady would be able to understand so easily. To be honest, he thought it would take more time to talk or the old lady would hesitate for a few more days. He really didn't expect that he would understand it in a few words? So easy?

An Yi passed the words he said in his mind from beginning to end, and couldn't help but maliciously wonder whether this old lady was moved by the last paragraph, "One person attained enlightenment, mother and son ascended to heaven."

Eternal life is the biggest ** in the world since ancient times. The old lady never realizes it early but does not realize it later. But she really has the suspicion of "understanding" at this time. However, these are not important, so An Yi just wandered around in her mind, then threw away this boring thought and looked at Zhao Bin.

At this time, Zhao Bin looked stunned, as if he had not yet escaped from what his mother said just now. I believe he did not expect that his mother would agree so quickly.

An Yi shook her head helplessly, just about to wake Zhao Bin up, but she glanced at the old lady from the corner of her eyes, but suddenly she was stunned.

In the dim candlelight, the old lady's hair was dyed white and frosted, her face was full of wrinkles, her whole body leaned on the chair weakly, and her feet curled up slightly. She was like a helpless old man left behind, radiating a kind of loneliness that was isolated from the world. Especially at the crow's feet at the corner of her eyes, a teardrop was already at some point.

Tears rolled, in the dim room. They seemed so turbid, flowing through the old lady's wrinkled cheeks, and were drawn into a tortuous tear mark by the wrinkles. It was like a lightning bolt, slashing hard on An Yi's heart.

Once upon a time, he also had a mother who loved him in all his heart; once upon a time, he also had a father who was strict with him and kindly.

But at some point, everything had gone away with the passing of the two close relatives. It was buried deep in his heart, and even he himself couldn't remember...

Is it because of a cold heart or a resentment in your heart?

Is it caused by the cold and weak heart that there is resentment in my heart? I blame my parents for leaving them alone and leaving them helpless. Or is it caused by the cold and weak heart that caused by the cold and weak heart that caused by the cold and weak heart that caused by the cold and weak heart that there is no one in the world, and I am ruthless.

In a vague way, two blurred faces appeared in front of An Yi's eyes. They floated quietly in the air with smiles and doting, quietly watching him.

It seems that all voices have been lost in this moment.

An Yi looked up and looked at him seriously, but the next moment, he suddenly realized that these two faces were so blurry. Even he could only recognize himself by feeling.

A kind, yet unfamiliar feeling...

A peaceful heart slowly sank.

It turned out that before we knew it, time had passed so long. After a long time, he had begun to forget it; after a long time, he had changed.

From a child with a happy family to a single-parent family, to the end, he became a lonely person. From an ordinary person who could no longer be ordinary, he became a monk who travels around the world now.

There are stories tightly separated from here, but behind the stories there is sadness that is not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Why did he wander around the world, and why did he want to appreciate the glitz?

If it weren’t for too many lights and wine that made people bored, then only after experiencing endless wind and rain, can people become vicissitudes.

In the room, I was unknowingly silent...

In this silence, only the burning candles radiate a faint light, and from time to time, a "beep" burst sounded, slowly sliding down with drops of scarlet wax drops, like blood and tears.

Zhao Bin came back to his senses at this time and looked at the two people who were in silence. For some reason, his heart suddenly became empty and he felt indescribable. Especially when he saw the tears on his mother's face, he felt a little nervous and couldn't help but shout:

"mother……"

The old lady woke up in an instant, wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, raised her head to face Zhao Bin again, but smiled, but there was a few rays of bitterness in this smile.

"My son, since you have decided, let's go with the Taoist priest..." the old lady said softly.

"Plop!"

I saw Zhao Bin kneeling suddenly, kneeling in front of the old lady's knees, tears hidden in her eyes, and she said, "Mom, I won't go anymore, I'm here to accompany you..."

Tears of relief rolled out in the old lady's eyes. She raised her hand to stroke Zhao Bin's cheek, wiped away the tears from his face, and said with a forced smile: "Silly child, isn't your greatest wish in practice? Besides, since you have already become a Taoist priest, how can you regret it now because of your mother..."

Before the old lady finished speaking, Zhao Bin suddenly turned to Anyi and said in tears: "Master, I beg you to be kind to Master. My disciple is willing to serve my mother and accompany you for life. If you have a fairy fate, I will wait for my mother to talk about it a hundred years later. Please forgive me at this time, and give my disciple a few decades of vacation..."

The voice came to an abrupt end. Zhao Bin raised his head and looked at An Yi, his face was dull. The old lady was puzzled by her son's expression, and she looked at Zhao Bin's gaze and couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, An Yi's figure sitting on the chair seemed to have become illusion, making people feel like they are close to each other but far away in the sky. Especially those eyes, they looked lightly at the void in front of them, as if there was no place to land, and it seemed that each place was a place to land, but it did not make people feel strange.

The figure nestled deep on the chair has a vague temperament, like an antique that has been passed down for generations, emitting a rotten and monstrous atmosphere.

It was this breath that attracted their gaze, making them unable to take it away and dare not disturb them. They just stared at An Yi quietly.

The old lady was already in her sixties and began to believe what An Yi said before. For some reason, she felt that the "teenager" in front of her had experienced much more than she had experienced.

Zhao Bin looked at An Yi in a daze, and for a moment he seemed to have thousands of words, but he just opened his mouth and closed it unconsciously and couldn't say anything.

Just as both of them were stunned, An Yi suddenly had a certain gaze and instantly had a focal distance.

First, he glanced at Zhao Bin in a plain manner, but didn't say anything. He turned around and nodded to the old lady, then turned back and said, "Zhao Bin, what choice do you make? I will not interfere with my mother. Whether I am happy with you or traveling around the world with me, all this depends on your heart. But I only ask you one thing, have you ever thought about why you admire Taoism so much, and even abandoned the words of Confucius as if you were worn out."

Zhao Bin was stunned, with a confused look in his eyes, and asked himself in his heart. An Yi was not in a hurry at all, looked at Zhao Bin with a plain look, waiting for him to answer.

He just asked casually, and perhaps he had other thoughts, but he himself was not very clear. He just faintly realized that it was better to say that he was asking himself rather than asking Zhao Bin.

Ask yourself, why do you never give up loneliness and always persevere on this long road of cultivation.

But he couldn't find the answer, so he asked Zhao Bin.

After a while, the confusion on Zhao Bin's face finally dissipated, and gradually, his eyes began to brighten. He looked up at An Yi, and his expression was clear.

"Recalling to Master, my disciples think that although Confucius's learning is the right way to enter the world, his words are easy to understand and can be a role model. Everyone is like this, and the world can be peaceful for a while, but it is not a permanent way to govern. However, the wonderful meaning of being born in the world is still in Laojun's "Tao Te Ching". Everyone practices it, and it will be governed forever for thousands of years and there will be no trouble. The ultimate truth in this is exactly what we should obey. Although my disciple is young, he knows that there is only this way within the world and beyond the world. There is no other way outside this way, and there is no other way inside this way. The way to immortality and the way to save the world are only within this way. If the heaven does not give birth to me, Zhao Bin, then he has given birth to disciples, and the disciples vow to introduce sentient beings in the world into the great way together!"

An Yi's expression froze. Unexpectedly, Zhao Bin answered like this.

How difficult is it to introduce the world of sentient beings into the great way? Not to mention him, even Laojun and Buddha do not have that ability, let alone Zhao Bin?

However, I thought that he was a god who came down to earth and had not been exposed to practicing Taoism at this time, so it was natural that he had such a wish.

But unfortunately, it was not what I pursue...

An Yi sighed quietly, glanced at Zhao Bin faintly, waved his hand and said, "Well, since you have such ambition, you won't say anything as a teacher. But since you have decided to serve your mother first..."

"Master, don't listen to the child's nonsense." The old lady suddenly interrupted at this time: "Since the child has become a master, he has absolutely no reason to repent. The foolish woman did not understand the practice before and delayed the child, which led to him being so determined and determined but slow in his behavior. But now the foolish woman has realized how to delay his future. A child must be better by being with an immortal master than a fool, and the foolish woman is extremely relieved. In order to decide for the child, he can start his journey with the Taoist master. Since this statement is expressed, this mind is not contrary to him. Don't say twenty years, even if he fails to practice hard, and fails to learn Taoism, he will not meet him even if he comes back!"
Chapter completed!