Konghou said that everyone was very happy when discussing the Dharma with everyone.
But the reality soon told everyone that the reason why geniuses are called geniuses is because they have a terrible ability to understand, and they can't understand what this mental method means at all.
Konghou soon realized the problem. She looked at everyone and hesitated for a moment: "Everyone doesn't seem to be interested in this mental method, so let's change the topic again?"
"Okay, let's change the subject again." The disciple of Longhumen blinked his sour eyes, loosened his grip on his thigh, and finally regained his strength, "I wonder what Fairy Konghou thinks about kendo?"
A few other people turned their heads. Is this fellow Daoist from Longhumen without a brain? Fairy Konghou is an internal Taoist cultivator, not a sword cultivator. The two most proficient swordsmen in their group had already been teleported out because of the fight.
"I don't major in kendo, but because the sect attaches great importance to the all-round development of the disciples, I also practice some swordsmanship formulas." Konghou's understanding of kendo comes from Cheng Yi and Huan Zong, but both of them are swordsmen. The best, what Konghou understands is a very useful thing for the disciples of the small sect.
"So that's the case." A monk who had not made an inch in the heartbeat period for more than 100 years suddenly realized, got up and gave a big gift to Konghou, "Thank you Fairy Konghou for preaching and instructing me, and I opened it in the next moment."
"You're welcome, the kendo knowledge I'm talking about doesn't come from me, but from senior brother Cheng Yi and his friend Zhong Xi." Konghou returned a salute.
On the night of the end of the exchange conference that day, the cultivator, who had not made any progress in his cultivation for many years, suddenly opened his mind. For a small sect, it is very rare to have a Jindan cultivation base disciple, and their entire sect was so happy that they didn't sleep all night.
The next morning, Konghou opened the window and found that it had rained last night, and his spiritual energy had condensed into fog. She took a deep breath, washed and had breakfast with her classmates. This is the habit of most people in Yunhuamen. As long as they do not retreat, they must adhere to the good habit of three meals a day. In order to entertain the people of Yunhuamen, Ming Jianfeng carefully selected the ingredients, and specially hired a few ordinary people from Peicheng who were good at cooking.
"Did anyone get promoted to the cultivation base last night? There was a spiritual rain last night." Taking the tea from the servant to rinse his mouth, Konghou wiped the corners of his mouth.
Although she had seen Konghou being served many times, Linghui still couldn't help but sigh: "You are really born to be served by people like you."
Konghou shook his head: "I'm used to it." During the years of being the righteous daughter of Emperor Jinghong, in order to make her demeanor in front of others so that the people of the previous dynasty felt that she was not mistreated, the female officials in the harem taught her manners again and again. These actions are engraved in her bones, as long as there are servants to serve, she will not consciously bring out her previous habits.
In order to develop these habits, she was punished for copying books, and she was praised and criticized by female officials, which is really not a good memory.
When other people think of Konghou's identity in the mortal world, they don't mention this topic. Linghui could see that Konghou had come out of the past in the mortal world since he returned from his training. She smiled, "The important thing is to look good."
Guilin, who was sitting at the adjacent table, couldn't help but secretly glanced at Konghou. He heard others say that Konghou's uncle was born in the mortal world, and it seems that his identity is not low
After breakfast, as soon as Yunhuamen got off his sword, he saw a few smiling strangers standing outside Fengmen. As soon as they came out, these people smiled brighter and swarmed towards Konghou.
"Fairy Konghou's merits are boundless."
"The villain has not made any progress for many years. Fortunately, Fairy Konghou helped him break through his mood. Please accept this small gift."
"Please don't refuse, this is our little intention."
On the flying sword, Huan Zong smiled as he watched Konghou surrounded by a group of monks giving gifts.
"Young Master, won't you go down and help?" Lin Hu looked at Konghou who was covered with gifts, and felt amused for a while, but also felt a little pitiful for the blank-faced Konghou girl.
"No need." Huan Zong shook his head, "It's not good for me to go out at the moment."
Lin Hu thought about it for a while and then understood.
Yunhuamen has always acted mildly and has a harmonious relationship with various sects. Although this kind of thank you scene is too warm and people can't bear it, the son's rash appearance not only makes the atmosphere of the scene awkward, but also makes it easy for people to have Yunhua. The door and the Glazed Light Sect are one.
The Glazed Light Sect is stronger than Yunhuamen. If this kind of fixed impression is formed, it is not very good for Yunhuamen.
Lin Hu nodded in relief, the son has really grown up. Loving someone and learning to think about her represents growth.
Looking at the other people in Yunhuamen, they were also smilingly watching Miss Konghou cope with the people who came to thank them, without any intention of stepping up to help. Seeing this scene, Lin Hu couldn't help laughing out loud, "These monks from Yunhuamen are really interesting."
Konghou sent away the monks who came to thank him, and after finishing his clothes and hairpins, he hurried to attend the second exchange meeting. There are three exchanges in total. In order to allow everyone to communicate and understand more about each other, different people are assigned to the discussion room for each meeting. There is a huge teleportation array in the courtyard, and each disciple who stands in the courtyard will be teleported to a different discussion room. There is a magic tool to monitor the spiritual energy in the room. Once the spiritual energy used exceeds a certain standard, the person who uses the spiritual energy will be teleported out of the courtyard and taken away by the elders of their respective sects.
This time Konghou was teleported to the discussion room. Just as he sat cross-legged on the futon, the other nine people were teleported in one after another.
The monk of Qingjing Temple, the chief disciple of Zhaohan Sect, Changde, the female disciple of Moon Star Sect, the male disciple of Biyu Sect, and the disciple of Beast King Sect, and the remaining four were disciples of small sect and loose cultivators. Ten people were sitting around the table, and the eyes of several small sect disciples were glowing when they looked at Konghou.
I heard that a certain monk who discussed with Fairy Konghou yesterday was promoted to the cultivation base after returning. I wonder if they have such good luck today
Seeing the eyes of these four people felt a little guilty, Konghou took out his storage ring, took out a plate of biscuits, a basket of spirit fruit, and a plate of dried fruit: "Everyone...let's chat while eating?"
These people here today should not be able to fight or fight, right
The Yuexingmen, Biyumen, and Beastmaster Sect disciples looked at the food on the table: "..."
Are they here for the tea party
"Thank you, Miss Konghou." The bald-headed monk reached out and took a spiritual fruit, wiped it with the sleeve of his monk robe, and then nibbled on it, "Miss Konghou has Buddha nature, but she wants to enter my Buddhist sect?"
"Thank you, no need." Konghou politely and firmly refused.
"That's a pity." The bald-headed monk sighed regretfully, lowered his head and quietly nibbled the spirit fruit.
Others, you look at me, I look at you, don't know how this exchange conference should start. I heard that the list of the disciples who fought at the exchange meeting yesterday has been passed on to the elders of each sect. They don't want to do such a shameful thing.
Compared with yesterday's heated discussion, today's exchange meeting is too polite and can be called a large-scale mutual support scene. Seeing that the melon and fruit snacks on the table were eaten, Konghou hurriedly continued.
The monk from the Qingjing Temple took out a set of tea sets and used magic to cook a pot of tea for everyone. The whole discussion room was full of tea fragrance.
"There is tea and fruit, it seems that there is something wrong." The monk of Qingjing Temple touched his bare head, and took out a piccolo from the Buddha beads, "Why don't the poor monk play a song for everyone?"
Seeing his confident appearance, everyone who no longer wanted to praise each other nodded: "Well, listening to the Buddha's voice is also a practice."
"That poor monk is showing his ugliness." The monk smiled shyly and put the jade flute to his lips.
As soon as the jade flute came out, everyone's smiles froze. It turned out that this monk was not humble, but was really "showing his ugliness", but the other party was so devoted to it that they had to smile and show admiration and intoxication.
It's not as good as praising each other just now.
After the song was over, the disciples of the Beast King Sect laughed dryly and applauded: "Master is really deep in practice, and even the sound of the flute carries Buddha's meaning, so that my heart can be quiet."
"Since everyone likes it, why don't I come again..."
"I heard that Fairy Konghou is Yinxiu. I wonder if I can have the honor to listen to the fairy play a song." The disciple of the Beastmaster Sect immediately turned his head and looked at Konghou expectantly.
What kind of eyes are these, there is apprehension, fear, and begging in them.
As disciples of the Beastmaster Sect, they had to practice music temperament since childhood, which was a means of controlling spirit beasts. The sound of the monk's flute was devastating to his soul. He was afraid that if he listened to it any longer, even the demons in his heart would escape. He heard that Fairy Konghou is Yinxiu, so she shouldn't be as horrific as this monk in musical rhythm, right
"How embarrassing this is, I think Master's music is very good." Konghou squinted his eyes and smiled.
Everyone: "… "
As a cultivator, are you not afraid of thunder and lightning when you say such hypocritical words
"Fairy Konghou, don't be humble, please play a song, so that we can make progress together." The monk of Qingjing Temple was very sincere, he raised the jade flute in his hand, "What's more, the poor monk can sing a song with the fairy. ."
Everyone: "… "
Be a good monk, don't eat fast and recite sutras honestly, play the flute, and make a fool of yourself!
"If that's the case, then it's better to be respectful than to obey." These pairs of eyes full of desire for survival were too pitiful, and finally awakened Kong Hou's sympathy. She pulled out the phoenix head hairpin in her hair, and the phoenix head hairpin fell to the ground and turned into a streamer. The colorful phoenix head Konghou, before the song starts, is so beautiful that everyone can't take their eyes off it.
The plain hand plucked the strings, and at the moment when the sound started, the hearts of the people who were tortured to death by the flute suddenly became quiet. They flew over mountains, over rivers, and saw blooming flowers, fluttering butterflies, and a vast blue sky.
If they have never heard the flute of the monks of Qingjing Temple, they may not think that Konghou's tunes are so magical, but after being tortured by the monks of Qingjing Temple, they will listen to the rhythm played by Konghou, that is the sound of nature.
Seeing that the monk of Qingjing Temple was about to take out the jade flute to play, the disciples of the Beast King Sect hurriedly flew, grabbed the monk's hand, and held him firmly.
"Master's flute is clear and powerful, and Fairy Konghou's music is quiet and quiet. It's better not to play in an ensemble." The disciple of the Beastmaster Sect forced a smile, "Let us listen quietly, the music is wonderful."
When the song stopped, everyone still hadn't come out of the music. Konghou put away the phoenix head, and saw the disciples of the Beast King Sect hugging with the monk of Qingjing Temple, and raised his eyebrows.
There was a crackling applause in the discussion room, and everyone praised how nice and beautiful the song Konghou played. If it wasn't for Konghou's self-knowledge, he would almost have been bragged to be believed by them.
But no matter how much they boasted, the monks at Qingjing Temple didn't have the chance to play another song until the discussion was over. Everyone was in unanimous agreement on this matter.
That afternoon, the disciple of the Beast King Sect, who had been devastated by the sound of the flute of the monk in Qingjing Temple and comforted by the music of the Konghou, suddenly realized something and entered a state of meditation. That night, the sky was full of thunder, and his cultivation level jumped to a golden elixir. Expect.
The entire cultivation world was boiling, and two disciples in succession were promoted to the cultivation base after participating in the exchange meeting. What kind of major event was this
Before dawn, Jin Yue heard a report from his disciples that several sect masters had given him generous gifts.
"A generous gift?" Jin Yue was puzzled.
"Several sect masters said that this exchange meeting was held very well, and they were very grateful. They heard that Fairy Konghou is very accomplished in practice. They hope that the disciples can have a chat with Fairy Konghou at the exchange meeting."
Jin Yue: Huh