"Wow."
Under the rushing waterfall, Leng Shuangrong and Leng Yueyan chatted for half an hour. During this period, some of the knots in Yueyan's heart were resolved.
"You usually don't like to talk much, so my teacher is worried that you will hold back your thoughts. If you don't get rid of this kind of thing as soon as possible, it may be inner demons." Leng Shuangrong said seriously.
"Disciple, I am ashamed that I have made Master worried." Leng Yueyan lowered her head and said.
Leng Shuangrong shook his head slowly and said: "When you are in the mortal world, you are trapped in the mortal world. This is something you must experience in your life. This is also a must-pass for cultivation. There is no need to blame yourself."
"Don't think too much about things like this in this mortal world. Sometimes it's a good choice to be open-minded."
"Thank you Master for your guidance. My disciple will not be trapped to death by a word of love. The relationship between me and him only depends on his words." Leng Yueyan also nodded.
"Do you know the story of the Huangshan Fairy Playing the Piano scenic spot?" Leng Shuangrong asked again.
Leng Yueyan nodded and said: "On the left peak in front of Paiyun Pavilion in the West Sea, there is a stone shaped like a human being, and right in front there is a stone shaped like a harp. The stone figure resembles a fairy, and the stone harp is like a phoenix harp laid flat."
"It looks like a fairy sitting next to the piano, her body slightly bent, and she is stroking the strings attentively, so it is called 'Fairy Playing the Qin'. According to legend, she is a fairy from heaven with excellent piano skills."
"I was allowed to go down to earth by the Jade Emperor, but I was fascinated by the scenery of Huangshan Mountain. I played the piano here for a long time and did not return. I was turned into a strange stone by the Jade Emperor in anger and stayed in the mortal world for the rest of my life. I was not allowed to return to heaven."
"Then do you know the real story of this strange stone?" Leng Shuangrong asked again.
"My disciple has never heard of it." Leng Yueyan said truthfully.
Leng Shuangrong sighed briefly and said: "Actually, this story is about one of the ancestors of our sect. He was not fascinated by the scenery, but trapped by love."
"Is this happening?!" Leng Yueyan opened her eyes wide, showing a shocked look.
"Let me explain to you the story of this ancestor." Leng Shuangrong looked up to the sky and said.
Leng Yueyan immediately cheered up and listened attentively. Then I heard a tragic story. The founder's name was Yun Zhiyi, and she was not only the most accomplished young woman in her generation.
Moreover, her superb piano skills have attracted a generation of young talents to fall under her skirt. But she was not tempted by this, but had an unrequited love for one person, the genius of that life, Xiang Yixi.
The two are also in love with each other, one plays the piano and the other plays the harp. The sound of Taoism produced when the two perform together can even rejuvenate the earth.
The music of the piano, the harp, and the sound of the music describe their inseparable love. However, fate played tricks, and dark turmoil appeared in that life!
Xiang Yixi led all the outstanding monks in the world to fight hard. Before leaving, he left the harp behind and told Yun Zhiyi to wait for him to come back and play the good news again.
But the night before the battle ended, when Yun Zhiyi was playing the piano, the strings suddenly broke. The next day, bad news of the battle came. Xiang Yixi and his party of three thousand people all turned into non-returners.
They fought desperately, successfully stopped the dark chaos, and managed to defend their homeland of China, but no one survived. Yun Zhiyi shed tears day and night, sitting alone on the peak of Huangshan Mountain and playing the piano.
The harmonious sound of the two pianos was so sad that all the creatures in Huangshan shed tears involuntarily. But the sound of the piano never ceases, echoing in the mountains day after day.
Yun Zhiyi gave up her cultivation, gave up her position as the leader, gave up her affairs in the world, and stayed alone at the top of the mountain to play the piano. But she has been waiting for hundreds of years, but she still hasn't returned.
She missed him day and night and became ill, and finally her life span was reduced. Now that she is old, she is afraid that Xiang Yixi will not recognize her when she comes back, so she tries her best to restore her original appearance.
At the end of his life, Yun Zhiyi turned himself into a stone. They will stay forever in Huangshan, the peak where they played together, and continue to wait for Xiang Yixi.
That's why the beautiful scene of "Fairy Playing the Piano" came about, but the sad story in it is unknown to ordinary people.
"How about it? Do you have any thoughts after hearing this past incident?" Leng Shuangrong asked.
"The word love is really the most difficult word to see through in the world. Is it true that God is so unfair and makes things difficult for all lovers in the world?" Leng Yueyan looked up to the sky and asked.
"Then what do you think of your relationship with Ning Zhe?" Leng Shuangrong asked again.
Hearing this, Leng Yueyan turned her head to one side and said slowly: "If he forgets me for the sake of the holy life, then my relationship with him will be severed for two lifetimes. If not, I can renew our relationship with him."
"Um."
Leng Shuangrong smiled softly, then picked up the tea and invited the disciples to take a sip together. The slightly bitter taste of tea spread through the mouth, but after a while, it was replaced by bursts of sweetness.
Then she put down the teacup and said, "What did you taste?"
"Master's tea art has always been excellent, and I have never tasted any bitterness. But today's tea, I felt the bitterness first, and then the sweetness came." Leng Yueyan answered truthfully.
Leng Shuangrong put down the tea cup and said: "This is the spiritual tea that I specially cultivated. I cultivate and pick it myself. It is called Junhan. It only matures once in fifty years, and the picking time is only one day."
"As long as you miss it, the tea leaves will wither. No matter how good the tea art is, the taste of this tea will be bitter at first and then sweet."
Leng Yueyan was slightly startled when he heard this, and said, "What is Master's intention? And what does the name Jun Han mean?"
"For fifty years, I have been waiting for you to return. For fifty years, I have been keeping the world cold. It takes three hundred years for the leaves to bloom and fall for you to return." Leng Shuangrong looked at the tea leaves and said slowly.
Leng Yueyan already knew what the master was referring to from her words. It is said that Leng Shuangrong was not so cold before, and was also a pretty cheerful beauty.
Until one day, she met Yun Jinghong of the Human Race Emperor. Not long after they met, they formed a deep bond and fell in love over time.
At that time, everyone felt that they were a perfect match and would definitely become a Taoist couple. Dique and Jiutian, the first and second lineages, are well matched and should leave a good story behind.
But at that critical moment, Yun Jinghong somehow angered Leng Shuangrong. Logically speaking, at this time, one should hurry up and explain to her, but Yun Jinghong just disappeared.
And Leng Shuangrong was waiting hard in the mortal world, but Yun Jinghong didn't come back. This was fifty years of waiting. When the person she was waiting for reappeared, she was covered in bruises.
It turns out that he went to fight against evil spirits everywhere in order to protect the human race. Leng Shuangrong initially wanted to fight alongside him, but was rejected by him, so she was furious.
But in the final analysis, she still cares about him. Seeing him return seriously injured this time, she insists on advancing and retreating with him. But how could Yun Jinghong give up
On the night they met, he directly cast a spell to make Leng Shuangrong fall asleep, leaving only a note of farewell before embarking on the journey again. In this way, Yun Jinghong only came back every fifty years.
Every time, Leng Shuangrong was left alone in Jiutian Sect. Time is like water, and three hundred years have gone by forever. He finally appeared again and brought out an amazing talent.
This time Yun Jinghong did not leave, because he was gradually tired, and even if he wanted to shed blood for the human race, he did not have much strength to fight anymore.
I just wanted to stay here, put an end to all the mistakes I had made, and pay off the romantic debt I owed. In the past few years, his contact with Leng Shuangrong has never been broken.
Therefore, the feared leader Leng gradually changed his image in front of the world. The iceberg is gradually melting, and the gentle woman she once was is slowly returning.
"Master, you..." Leng Yueyan frowned slightly.
Her talent is stronger than Leng Shuangrong, so she naturally knows what the other person's intentions are.
Leng Shuangrong only smiled faintly and said: "I just want to tell you that now you and Ning Zhe are like a cup of Junhan tea. The rough taste is extremely bitter, while the fine taste is slightly sweet."
"In the first life, you only tasted the first sip of tea, which made two people bitter and astringent for thirty thousand years. In the second life, you have to taste the second sip of tea."
"It may still be bitter at first, but if you calm down and taste it carefully, you should be able to appreciate the sweetness. I also hope you can realize that it is not easy to cultivate love, so you should cherish it."
Her words made Leng Yueyan look at Jun Hancha and fall into deep thought. The green tea leaves rose and fell slowly, and the mirror-like tea reflected her confused face.
She spent the whole time of burning the incense in deep thought, while Leng Shuangrong drank the tea in one gulp. Then he put down the teacup and said, "It's almost time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light pierced the sky in the distance. Leng Yueyan felt the familiar spiritual power and immediately raised her head.
Casting a spell with both hands, he slowly brought the golden bird into his hands. Then a divine thought was transmitted into her sea of consciousness, and the golden bird turned into a jade bamboo hairpin.
"Master."
Leng Yueyan turned to look at Leng Shuangrong, but he was already several miles away. Without looking back, he just waved his hand and said: "The tea has been finished, it's time to face it."
"You go ahead. I also know about the Yuxu Pure Land. After getting your results, you can go directly to Kunlun Mountain without coming back."
"As commanded."
Leng Yueyan bowed to his master, then walked in the air, broke through the Huangshan Mountain space, and flew straight to the place they agreed on, Muni Valley.
This is a national 4A-level scenic spot. Muni Valley has two major landscapes: Zhaga Waterfall and Erdaohai. In addition, the larger sinking lakes include: Mirror Sea, Swan Lake, Rhinoceros Sea, etc.
Under the waterfall, Leng Yueyan saw a white figure standing with his back to her.