Juejian Peak, in an elegant courtyard.
The peach blossoms in the surrounding peach blossom forest are already in full bloom, clinging to the branches. When the breeze blows, the fragrance is fragrant. The pink petals fall from the branches and sway gently with the wind, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
The breeze blew Gu Gengren's hair. Gu Gengren sat cross-legged, with a guqin in front of him. His fingers plucked the strings, and a sound like the sounds of mountains and flowing water echoed around.
Suddenly, the butterflies and bees in the peach blossom forest flew to his side as if they were attracted, and danced with the music of the piano.
There was a row of silence and peace. He paused with his fingers, and the music of the piano also slowed down. He raised his white and slender fingers, and a colorful butterfly gently landed on his fingertips and flapped its wings gently.
Just at this moment, an old man with a strong sense of death walked in.
Just when he was about to speak, Gu Gengren made a silent gesture and looked at Butterfly, his eyes full of joy.
After half an hour, the butterfly flew to the peach blossoms. Gu Gengren smiled, with a beautiful smile, and asked: "Is he here?"
The old man's fingers were withered, leaving only a little bit of skin and bones. He pinched them together gently, making a "squeaking" sound, and replied: "It's already here. I've been waiting outside for more than half an hour."
"It's okay to wait and sharpen his temperament. As soon as he steps into the middle level of a spiritual person, he won't know how high the sky is." Gu Gengren's voice was very soft, and it was like the sound of nature in his ears. Looking far away, looking at the white clouds in the sky, he whispered: "Life is just like the clouds in the sky. It seems random and unrestrained, but you can't help it."
The old man followed his question and asked, "Why did the young master say this?"
Gu Gengren changed his mind, mobilized the spiritual energy in his Dantian, raised his hand, and a wave of air rose into the sky, blowing away the floating clouds above his head, and whispered: "The wind is coming, and the clouds are coming." There is still a whole sky covering his head. How far does this person need to cultivate to break out of this vicious circle and do what he wants to do?" He walked towards the courtyard and picked a peach blossom casually. He added: "I always feel that I am just like this peach blossom, and I don't know when someone will pick it off without even a little room for resistance."
"Young master, you are worrying too much. With your talent, you will definitely become a venerable person within a hundred years. Why are you so pitiful?" Although the old man was trying to comfort him, his voice was dry and uncomfortable.
Gu Gengren is a disciple of Tianxuan Sect. When he was born, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and purple energy came across and enveloped the courtyard where Gu Gengren was.
The place is not big, and in just one day, this incident has spread mysteriously and mysteriously. Some people say that Gu Gengren is the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei, some say that it is a saint appearing... But they all have the same meaning. This generation of the Gu family is going to produce an extraordinary figure. Later, he was admitted to the Tianxuan Sect, but I don’t know if it was a prophecy or something. Gu Gengren didn’t like practicing since he was a child, but he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and gradually lost sight of everyone, and he had a vision from heaven. The matter just faded away and no one talked about it.
But just when everyone in Tianxuanmen no longer held out hope, Gu Gengren, who was nearly 40 years old, broke down.
He played the song "Da Jiangdong" on the guqin that had been with him for thirty years. Starting from a mortal, he took one step forward and reached the high level of a spiritual being.
This time, it was also the first time he came out of the sect after breaking through the realm, in order to enter the Great Ruins, and before entering the Great Ruins, it was to get this quota.
Although Tianxuan Sect is only a small and weak sect in Zhangzhou, its ancestor is inextricably linked to the Seven Star Sect. If not, they would not have such extravagant hopes.
"Invite him in." Gu Gengren put away his guqin and sat down quietly.
Not long after, Jian Chengzhe trotted over with a flattering look on his face and said softly: "Brother Gu, how are you? It's been three years since we last saw each other at Tianxuanmen. I didn't expect that Brother Gu would reach the sky in one step, which makes people envious. ah!"
Gu Gengren's smile was gentle, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm, and he whispered: "Brother Jian is so praised. I'm just lucky. I just had a whim and lost track of time as soon as I talked about music. I hope Brother Jian won’t take offense.”
Jian Chengzhe shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, no."
Gu Gengren had no intention of chatting and went straight to the point: "Brother Jian, you said in your letter that Senior Wen still has one spot left to enter the Great Ruins? Is it true or false?" This is the purpose of his coming here. .
"Of course, how could I tell lies about this kind of thing! But..." He paused, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Gu Gengren frowned.
Jian Chengzhe was happy in his heart, but said with a bitter look on his face: "It's just that I heard that Junior Brother Ling Yue brought a spell caster back, and he also asked for this quota. Now..."
Gu Gengren looked calm, showing no emotion or anger. He nodded and motioned for him to continue.
Jian Chengzhe immediately understood and said in a low voice: "When I received the news from Brother Gu, I mentioned this quota to the Master in a hurry. Although the Master did not express his position, he also had this intention. However, on weekdays, the Master said My junior brother loves me very much. If he says a word on the side at this time, it may cause trouble." He looked bitter, worried about Gu Gengren.
Gu Gengren crossed his fingers and walked to the peach blossom forest. His brows were deeply knitted together and he remained silent.
After a while, he turned his eyes and said softly: "Then according to what you said, what should we do now?"
Jian Chengzhe had been waiting for this sentence for a long time and whispered: "Before Master makes a decision, let him retreat."
The word "retreat when faced with difficulties" is used very well. Things can be big or small, square or round.
Gu Gengren did not express his position, but thought about it in his heart.
Jian Chengren knew that too much was too little, so he stopped dwelling on this topic and immediately changed to a more relaxed topic.
After Jian Chengzhe left, the old man's cloudy eyes flashed and he said, "This Jian Chengzhe can't be trusted!"
"Hmph, he has no gaps in his chest, his vision is too small, and he only cares about temporary gains and losses. It is difficult for this kind of person to become a great person. The middle level of the spiritual person is already his limit. As long as a monk loses his character in his life, he will lose everything. The strong will be strong. What matters is mentality and courage. People like this who can only conspire behind others are destined not to be on the stage." Gu Gengren let the sunshine shine on himself and commented softly.
"Then what should the young master do?" the old man in black robe asked.
"It's important to take one step and see ten steps, but now I can't even see clearly the step under my feet. Let's wait and see what happens. Moreover, this spell caster is not simple. Since I asked, even the peak spiritual person has not It made me feel in danger, but when I saw him, I felt frightened."
"What?" The old man in black robe was filled with turmoil.
In his heart, his son has never lost since he asked, and he can handle it calmly even if he encounters a peak spiritual person. But now, he actually feels the crisis from a high-level spiritual caster. Is it possible that he is more powerful than a peak spiritual person? Stronger
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At this time, Guanyue was busy in the courtyard. She first scraped off the scales of the spirit fish and washed them several times. She did it very seriously and skillfully, as if she had done it thousands of times. She moved quickly and in one go. After marinating the spirit fish and putting it into the wooden barrel, it stopped. A quarter of an hour later, the spirit fish had been sliced into thin slices, as thin as cicada wings, and stacked on a wooden plate.
Ling Yue said in a gentle voice: "I didn't expect you to be able to cook fish."
"My mother told me since I was little that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach." She pointed out.
After this voice came out, Ling Yue felt extremely happy, but he still didn't dare to say anything. He was worried about gains and losses. He just said softly "Hmm" and thought to himself, it is said in the book that people are ignorant of feelings in this life. At that time, it was also the time when my heart was the most sincere, pure, free of distracting thoughts, and free of any desire to give up. I don’t know if I count now.
After finishing all this, Guanyue glared and said fiercely: "Get out of the way!"
While talking, he poured the fish fillets into the boiling water and boiled them. He continued to fiddle with them with bamboo chopsticks. After a few seconds, he sprinkled with chopped green onions and some seasoning herbs.
Soon the fish was on the table, steaming hot, Ouyang Ming smiled half-heartedly, his eyes kept moving on the two of them, knowing in his heart that this happy event, if nothing else happened, had already happened.
The wine is a good wine. It is spicy in the mouth, as if it can pierce the intestines, but after the spiciness, it is left with a rich sweetness and an endless aftertaste.
Guanyue pursed her lips and asked softly: "Brother Yu, when I was at the lake today, looking at the waves rolling in the lake, I was thinking about a question. You said that to be a human being, you have to be the highest wave, and the glory can only bloom for a moment. , is it sunk by the waves, or is it like the deep lake, which does not show any dew, no matter how big the waves on the lake are, it has no effect? "
Ling Yue also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Ouyang Ming did not answer immediately, but thought for a while and said: "I have heard this saying before, the world is a big furnace, and whoever does not burn in it will not be able to escape. Take the lake as an example, although there is no There are waves, but there are undercurrents. People, no matter what stage they are in, will encounter troubles and difficulties. In a house of wretchedness, they only have three meals a day, and they are in a high position. They have to work hard and care about the world, so I am here. He said that as long as one has a clear conscience, has a compassionate heart and does compassionate deeds, only then can the Tathagata of my mind see the true self."
Guanyue was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, this was really the truth. Qiong's nose wrinkled upward, and she asked with a sly look: "Who taught you this?"
Ouyang Ming grinned: "Just thinking about it!"
Guanyue pouted with a look of disbelief.
Ling Yue was also thoughtful, nodded heavily, and said: "Brother Yu, you have learned a lesson."
That night, Ouyang Ming drank too much. He thought of Wu Hanning who told him that grinding ink was to refine one's heart, of Bai Shixue who managed the chamber of commerce in an orderly manner by herself, of killing people with a will to kill, of iron-blooded loyalty, and of the old man. Head Builder, all the people and things appeared in his mind, and vaguely, Xue Xuanle's graceful figure seemed to flash past.
Of course, what he misses the most is Ni Yinghong.
The sky quickly darkened, and the moonlight was cold.
He let out a breath of wine and sighed to himself, the moon is still the same moon, but are the people still the same people