Chapter 99 Brainwashing Yanyun Tower

Lu Mengqing followed Ning Mingmei all the way north, leaving the muddy season. There was no spring mud along the way, only ice and snow.

Ning Mingmei took the lead in his speech: "Brother, in preparation for the arrival of Yanyun Tower, I was worried that you would not be able to adapt to the local climate, so I specially set up a four-season spring formation on Changchun Peak, which has many lakes. But here on my Piaomiao Peak, it's relatively simple."

Lu Mengqing said, "Master Ning, what are you talking about? The scenery of Piaomiao Peak is also very mysterious. For example, this tree... is really vigorous and tall."

Although it looks like no one has taken care of it, it still has a wild beauty.

Lu Mengqing added: "The river at Piaomiao Peak... is so crystal clear."

Everything was frozen, there was no scenery at all.

Lu Mengqing was a little embarrassed: "The snow on Piaomiao Peak is really... not as good as the willow catkins blowing in the wind."

Isn't there snow everywhere in the Qingji Sect?

Ning Mingmei smiled: "My furnishings here are simple, I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Lu."

Lu Mengqing: "No, no, Piaomiao Peak has scenery that is unique to Qingji Sect. This is the unique beauty of Qingji Sect. Fourteen years ago, when we came to Qingji Sect for the competition, we stayed at the snow peak that is common in Qingji Sect. But on that snow peak..."

Ning Mingmei: "Hmm?"

Lu Mengqing: "The snow is not as thick as that on Piaomiao Peak, the pines are not as numerous as those on Piaomiao Peak, and this ice lake...is not as thick as the ice on Piaomiao Peak."

The close disciple following Lu Mengqing: ...

OP, I really can't find any place to praise this.

Ning Mingmei said to the system: "Lu Mengqing treats me so politely, I have to show ten times the sincerity of cooperation."

system:?

How can you be sincere in cooperation?

Ning Mingmei: "At first glance, Lu Mengqing has a good temper and is suitable for cooperation. But it is one thing for the other party to have goodwill, and it is another thing not to let the other party look down on you. Cooperation cannot be carried out with only goodwill but no respect. Of course, if there is no goodwill, but only respect and fear, it is also OK."

System: “…So?”

"So, I have to let her see my strong cooperation ability from this empty mountain. Only in this way will she be afraid of me." Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses.

When well-intentioned people help the weak, they often unconsciously think of themselves as being in a higher position. They are well-intentioned and will see their cooperation as charity.

Therefore, fear is the spark of cooperation.

system:?

He is the owner of Yanyun Tower and has seen all kinds of good things. You are poor and have nothing, what can you use to scare others?

"A sword is sharpened by grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The way sword cultivators practice is different from music cultivators. The colder and more austere the place, the more it can temper our will." Ning Mingmei said, "I heard that Yanyun Tower is practicing by the blue sea?"

Lu Mengqing: "Yes. The word "music and cultivation" emphasizes "emotion". We enter the Tao through music and move our hearts with emotion. An environment with birds singing and flowers blooming is suitable for evoking emotions."

Ning Mingmei said: "This is the difference between music cultivators and sword cultivators. The sword cultivators focus on the word 'one'. Unlike music cultivators who have a lot of notes, sword cultivators advocate simplicity, and there is only one sword in the world. Therefore, those who truly pursue the ultimate sword spirit will pursue an extremely simple life. Therefore, I gave up everything that would distract sword cultivators on Piaomiao Peak, leaving only mountains, snow and ice."

Lu Mengqing: "Is that so?"

As expected of the poster, he really doesn’t seem to believe it so quickly.

However, Ning Mingmei is familiar with the routines of argumentative essay writing. Now that the argument has been made, it's time to give two detailed examples and a bunch of group examples.

Ning Mingmei smiled slightly and said, "I wonder if Master Lu has ever heard of the story of a great swordsman named Hua Shengdun?"

When Lu Mengqing came into contact with a field that he did not understand, he finally shook his head in confusion.

"The world is vast, and in ancient times, there were many extraordinary people." Ning Mingmei said, "This sword cultivator named Hua Shengdun, in order to temper his will, pulled out all the flowers, plants and trees in his yard since he was a child, leaving only a cherry tree. He watered it carefully every day and took good care of it."

…

"Later, on the day when the sword was about to be completed, he did one last thing—"

"He personally chopped down the cherry tree he had planted!"

"From then on, the last trace of complexity disappeared. His eyes were empty, with nothing but the sword intent. The stars twinkled, and Hua Shengdun's magic power was perfected. This is the proof of killing Ying."

It’s not the Ying with the English character.

…

The system felt like it was about to collapse again.

Ning Mingmei told the story of Hua Shengdun, who killed Ying to attain enlightenment, the story of Qi Fenda, a powerful man who focused on painting an egg with a sword ("So at that moment, only this egg was left between heaven and earth"), and the story of Ai Disheng, a sword practitioner who used a focusing magic sword. Finally, he quoted a group example and made a summary, which sublimated the theme.

Along the way, the expressions of Lu Mengqing and others became more and more dizzy and more and more convinced - they didn't know whether the incomplete knowledge reflected by these three great men gave them more humility.

Finally, they believed it.

"So that's how it is." A close disciple whispered, "Now it seems that only Piaomiao Peak is the peak that has inherited the true meaning of sword cultivation!"

Look at them, throwing away everything, everything is so simple.

Lu Mengqing also nodded. The gentleness in her eyes faded away, and she gradually became cautious.

Seeing the Caixue Palace right in front of him, Ning Mingmei made the final sublimation of his argumentative essay by connecting it to reality.

"…At first glance, there was only a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth. We took the initiative to abandon all the complexity just for this purpose."

Lu Mengqing said: "So that's how it is..."

A few people turned the corner and saw a pile of messy stones.

Yes, a lot of big white stones and small white stones. Piaomiao Peak now looks like a construction site.

These are all new money-saving tricks Ning Mingmei came up with as the construction of the administrative building was about to begin. He asked his disciples to bring ten white stones up the mountain when they returned to the pine forest every day, in order to strengthen their bodies.

Ning Mingmei called this a "daily task" and said the same thing when he was shocked by the system: "You see, in the game, the leader of a sect will also issue some meaningless daily tasks."

I didn't even ask them to go find the little sister who was playing hide-and-seek.

In the eyes of some disciples, Piaomiao Peak is now a weather vane for cultivation. Seeing that Piaomiao Peak started to carry white stones up the mountain, the other peaks followed suit. It just didn't turn out well.

For example, Chang Feichang finally couldn't stand it anymore after Mu Hanshan and a group of disciples moved a pile of white stones up the mountain. The sleepy boy opened his eyes for the first time and swung his sword expressionlessly to knock them down.

Chang Feichang: "Don't throw garbage into my house."

Mu Hanshan was very frustrated about this. Ning Mingmei showed the generosity and kindness of an elder at this time - he allowed Mu Hanshan and others to use their own peaks for white stone training.

Ning Mingmei: "It's okay, just move them to my mountain."

After these words, everyone felt spiritually enriched.

But at this moment, this scene is not easy to explain in Lu Mengqing's eyes... Lu Mengqing said: "Master Ning Feng, what is this pile of white stones used for?"

This looks really weird. It's a great loss to the unfathomable swordsmanship just now.

"Karesansui is a kind of ultimate Zen." Ning Mingmei said expressionlessly, and translated karesansui into his own language.

This is the beginning of using the metaphor of "a grain of sand, a world" to cover up the country's own scarce resources.

Even the stones for building the building had to be carried one by one by the disciples.

Disciple: "But isn't Zen the practice of Buddhism?"

Isn’t it the Tao that sword practitioners cultivate?

Ning Mingmei pushed up his glasses and said, "This is called interdisciplinary study."

Ning Mingmei led the music practitioners into the only visible palace of Caixue Palace on Piaomiao Peak. The music practitioners have been brainwashed by Ning Mingmei's "dry landscape", "kendo" and "Zen", and are completely unaware of Ning Mingmei's lack of resources. They only think that their minds are not calm enough and their souls are not rich enough, so they cannot see the profound meaning of Piaomiao Peak.

There are enough seats in the Caixue Hall, thanks to Qi Miancheng's donation. Ning Mingmei invited the music practitioners to sit down, and the eighteen disciples of Piaomiao Peak walked in in fluttering white robes.

After Ning Mingmei's brainwashing, the Le Xius looked at their simple attire and felt that it was very simple and had a lot of meaning.

Especially their uncontrollable frowning brows, which are simply like the sea embracing all rivers.

Ning Mingmei raised his hand, motioning for Wen Siheng to speak.

"Master Lu, the disciples of Yanyun Tower have been coming back late these days because they are teaching them the Fengge song, which is used to sing during the competition." Wen Siheng explained, "This is a gift from Mingke and the others regarding the Yaochuan incident."

"Feng Song?" Lu Mengqing became excited. "The song they composed? What do you think of this song?"

Wen Siheng: "...very good."

The other Yanyun Tower disciples looked at the Piaomiao Peak disciples behind them and felt that they were even more tolerant.

Lu Mengqing was very happy, which showed that she really loved music and was very fond of her last disciple Song Mingke and her distant niece Lu Youyu. She said, “Who mainly composed this piece of music?”

Wen Siheng: "It was mainly Mingke and Youyu, but other disciples also participated."

"Oh..." Lu Mengqing looked very happy, "Youyu and Mingke composed a piece of music? Can you show it to me?"

“…”

The Snow-Cutting Palace suddenly became colder. However, all the disciples of Yanyun Tower who had just experienced the conversation knew that this kind of coldness symbolized the determination of the disciples of Qingji Sect to win.

Wen Siheng didn't dare to hint at Ning Mingmei with his eyes, so he could only try his best to hint: "It's a pity that we have only learned a little bit now."

Lu Mengqing smiled and said, "It's okay, just show it."

At the last moment, all the disciples turned to Ning Mingmei for help.

Ning Mingmei: "Why, are you shy?"

I'm not shy, I just don't want to kill anyone!

Lu Mengqing kept smiling as she watched their interaction.

I really want to know how wonderful this new piece of music composed by my favorite student can be.

beautiful.

beautiful.

…

The disciples of Yanyun Tower spent the longest five minutes of their lives.

Five minutes later, they were each sitting twisted in their chairs, their bodies contorted because they couldn't plug their ears. Ning Mingmei secretly lifted the blockade of his hearing at this moment.

He said to Lu Mengqing, who had lost his facial features, "Master Lu, it is indeed a good song."

…

Ning Mingmei: "The music composed by Song Mingke and Lu Youyu is really good."

Lu Mengqing regained consciousness after a long time:...

How could Song Mingke and Lu Youyu write such a song?

Anyone who writes such a song will not be able to become an outer disciple and will be directly kicked out of Yanyun Tower to feed the fish!

"Master Ning Feng." Ning Mingmei heard Lu Mengqing's weak voice, "Have you... heard this song yourself?"

Ning Mingmei said calmly, "I've heard it a few times."

Lu Mengqing began to doubt herself because of Ning Mingmei's indifference: "How do you feel?"

Why is Ning Mingmei so indifferent? Could it be that there is some profound meaning in this song?

For example... sound repair?

Lu Mengqing was suddenly startled.

Could it be that the Qingji Sect is planning to develop in the direction of sound cultivation?

Ning Mingmei's next words seemed to confirm her guess.

"We followed most of the music scores of Yanyunlou, but retained a little bit of Qingji Sect's skills. We felt that by retaining a little bit of Qingji Sect's flavor, outsiders would know that what they were listening to was a song of Qingji Sect."

Although he had a headache, Lu Mengqing felt more and more heavy-hearted.

No one would intentionally embarrass their disciples in front of other OPs. Therefore, Ning Mingmei must have other purposes.

This eerie scene was definitely not just about the singing being off-tune—who could be so off-tune?

This is a mental attack!

"Sound cultivation." Lu Mengqing thought, "Yanyun Tower has been researching for hundreds of years, but has never been able to find a new direction."

Is it necessary to develop it first in the Qingji Sect?

Was this Ning Mingmei's intention?

Ning Mingmei felt that there were many benefits to talking to smart people, such as Lu Mengqing, who started to imagine himself. He looked calm and composed, and even had someone serve Lu Mengqing a cup of Coke.

Lu Mengqing thought it was black tea, took a sip, and a strange expression appeared on his face: "This thing..."

Ning Mingmei: "Master Lu, do you think this tastes good?"

Lu Mengqing: "Not bad."

"Write this down." Ning Mingmei said to Lin Heting who was drinking Coke, "Lou Master Lu certified that it tastes good. Remember to put it in the advertising slogan."

Lu Mengqing:?

Lu Mengqing still had a lot to say during today's trip - especially when looking at Ning Mingmei's face, which had never changed expression. Until another disciple from Piaomiao Peak came in with a letter.

"Master, the headmaster has written to you again!"

Until this moment, she finally saw Ning Mingmei's face...

It's dark.

"Write a letter?" Lu Mengqing asked, "You two are both in the Qingji Sect, why do you still need to write letters to communicate?"

If you have anything to say, just go to your respective peaks.

Disciple: "Master Qi writes to Master every day..."

Ning Mingmei: "Give me the letter, and you go down."

The disciple ran away, and Ning Mingmei received the letter. He opened the letter expertly and threw the envelope away carelessly. Then he took a look at the contents of the paper - and then put it in his sleeve as if nothing had happened.

Only Lu Mengqing was shocked.

The glance just now allowed her to clearly see the signature on the letter.

"I am busy alone."