reason
Changxia was silent for a while.
The cyan aurora on Cangfeng Mountain had mostly dissipated due to the light from the sky, but a few streaks still hung high in the sky, like a dream, adding a touch of tranquility to the hazy sky.
She looked up and thought to herself that it would be beautiful here at night.
only--
Lingyao, your senior sister has never been worthy of you.
Compared with other children in Zangfeng Mountain, Lingyao has always been the one who is least troublesome. She is just a little introverted and doesn't like to talk to others.
In front of Changxia, she has always been like that - well-behaved, obedient, and sensible.
In fact, many times, Lingyao was the one who took care of the other between them.
Later, when Li Bai went up the mountain, Changxia focused most of his attention on her again, leaving even less time for Lingyao.
When did her junior sister know why she was here? And when did she make this decision?
Changxia thought of Lingyao's departing back. She ran to her own end in such an ordinary way, as ordinary as every time she went down the mountain before.
So much so that Chang Xia suddenly felt for a moment that she would come again tomorrow, bringing new cakes, new storybooks, and new dresses.
She would stand in front of her window, as she had done every time before, smiling and saying to her, "Senior Sister! Look!"
Changxia closed his eyes.
Lingyao finally said that she was no longer afraid, but she didn't even know when her junior sister was afraid or what she was afraid of.
"Master, please go back. We are not seeing guests at Zangfeng Mountain today."
guest.
Xun Ansheng pondered the meaning of these two words. There would be a day when he would be considered a "guest" here in Changxia.
The old man didn't think much of it and waited until the sealing formation of Cangfeng Mountain was raised before he rode away on a crane.
Ah Kui was waiting for him outside the gate of Yunting Mountain. When she saw him come out, she started waving from afar.
"Master!"
She skillfully jumped onto the crane's back and stood behind Xun Ansheng.
"You didn't take me this time."
Xun Ansheng said: "This time I am going to do something that is against my conscience. You are young, don't witness these things."
He paused, looking at A Kui kindly: "When you grow up, I will take you there."
Ah Kui looked at the teacher helplessly. She actually didn't know when the teacher meant to grow up. She could eat alone, sleep alone, and read the 100,000 volumes of books in Luhu alone.
She only had a little time every day to think about Pei Xilai.
Sometimes I get so busy that I don’t even think about it.
She felt that she had grown up, but the teacher said she was still far from it.
Xun Ansheng said: "For most of the first thousand years of my life, I was doing three things: reading, sweeping the floor, and teaching students."
Unfortunately, he didn't do any of the three things very well. He read through the 100,000 books in Lu Lake's collection, but he couldn't cultivate the righteous spirit of a Confucian scholar. He couldn't even break through the Nascent Soul stage. The floor he swept was always messed up by the two bastards Bie Jingchun and Zuo Qin, and the students he taught didn't like him either.
But so what? If you don’t understand the book, just keep reading. Don’t be surprised if you make the floor dirty and then sweep it again. If students don’t like it, then let them not like it.
"For many years I studied, swept the ground, and taught. Then one day, I was standing in the bamboo forest of Luhu Lake, looking up at the sky. Suddenly, I saw how vast it was. I asked myself why I had lived such a mediocre life."
Ah Kui was listening intently. She asked, "Why, Master?"
Xun Ansheng looked up and saw that the sky today seemed to be no different from that of thousands of years ago.
“My answer at that time was, because the books are there, the land is there, and my students are there too.”
"However, I thought I had realized it at that time, but I didn't expect that I still hadn't broken through to the Nascent Soul stage."
Ah Kui had heard the story of the Master's sudden rise to fame, so she asked knowingly, "What happened next?"
Xun Ansheng turned his head and looked at the towering Cangfeng Mountain again. The snow-capped mountain was illuminated by the sunlight, a soft golden hue, and every speck of dust shone with warm light.
He didn't know whether Changxia was listening or watching.
But that doesn't matter.
Just like the students he has taught over the years.
He wanted to tell her, but it didn't matter if she didn't listen.
He pondered for a moment, stroked his beard and pretended to be serious, but he saw the sword energy on the mountain suddenly cleared for an instant.
"Later," the Master suddenly lost interest in telling the story. He then lay on the crane's back, his arms and legs spread out, his face facing the sky.
He laughed heartily and said, "I see how vulgar the heavens are, and I bet the heavens see me... in the same way."
Akui opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth, which was open in shock, with her hands - she saw the teacher giving the middle finger to the sky.
For the first 990 years of Xun Ansheng's life, he saw mountains as mountains and the sky as sky. From the next 990 to 1,000 years of his life, he saw mountains as mountains and the sky as sky.
On his thousandth birthday, he continued reading, sweeping the floor, and teaching students as usual.
Knowing that his life was coming to an end, the world he saw was still the same world. Then he just thought he should see the scenery up there, so he went up so simply.
He loved to study the world and acquire knowledge. Others would take his few words as the golden rule, but he could not study anything in the vast world - it was as it should be.
There is no truth in this world. It is just a false doctrine that people use to deceive each other.
So after Xun Ansheng ascended to the sky, his first words were to point at the heavens and earth and curse loudly: "Damn Heaven, you've been afflicting me for a thousand years. I know my principles were right a thousand years ago!"
As for the fact that he was just a baby a thousand years ago and didn't understand any reason - what does it matter?
When he became widely known, he already had the image of a reliable elder. To the point that when they walked together, everyone would develop an inexplicable reliance and trust in him after seeing the youthful faces of Bie Jingchun and Zuo Qin. Even his equally willful behavior would be interpreted as the cunning and kindness of a master.
This world is so unreasonable.
Later, he was in charge of Lu Lake. People praised him for his impartial teaching and his exemplary teacher style, but he just smiled.
There is no such thing as similarities between people. We all have two eyes and one nose.
Xun Ansheng looked at the blue sky, the flowing green water, and the green mountains. He turned around and answered A Kui's doubts: "Little Sunflower, when you see the mountains collapse and the waters turn, you will be a disciple."
Ah Kui said: "That will take a long time."
Xun Ansheng smiled and took off the wine pot from his waist. He didn't drink alcohol, and Bie Jingchun didn't drink tea, so the pot was divided into yin and yang sides.
He took a big gulp and realized that what he drank was the strong liquor from Bie Jingchun.
But what does that matter.
The old man with white beard had a dazed look in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and drew a circle. Then, in his eyes, the green mountains collapsed and the green water flowed backwards.
This is what he sees: mountains collapsing, rivers changing, stars moving, what does it have to do with the world.
Do not rejoice in things, do not grieve over yourself.
He looked at Akui with a smile. This was the student Changxia had chosen for her by coincidence, and should also be his last student in Cangxuan.
"Little Sunflower, you have to look at yourself first."
——
Changxia leaned against the sycamore tree with his eyes half closed.
Shen Siyan held a cup of hot water in his hand and walked over slowly.
"What are you looking at?"
In the sky, two Heavenly Daos were locked in a life-and-death struggle. The elder Heavenly Dao was the more powerful, but he had been weakened several times by Zen Master, Bie Jingchun, and Pei Miaoyi, and was unable to determine the winner against Lingyao, a latecomer.
No one dared to hang around Changxia now, but he felt that this was not a solution, so he went up to talk to him.
Changxia didn't even lift her eyelids.
"I'm watching the Master teach students according to their aptitude."
Ah Kui always follows in the footsteps of others, first Pei Xilai, then Master. She always tries to become the Ah Kui they all hope for.
Pei Xilai hoped that she would be innocent and bright as the morning sun, and the master hoped that she would be knowledgeable and polite, free and courageous, and she tried her best to achieve that.
There's nothing wrong with this. After all, many people and demons spend their lives in ignorance, living under the expectations of others.
But the Master felt bad.
In the past, Xie Fengxue gave up swordplay to learn divination, and even Qian Xiangyi advised him not to lose sight of the important things.
Only the Master asked calmly, "Have you really thought it through?"
Xie Fengxue said he had made up his mind, and Xun Ansheng turned to Bie Jingchun and said, "If you don't want to learn sword, then don't learn sword."
Qian Xiangyi muttered, "His master is a sword immortal, he doesn't want to learn swordsmanship..."
Xun Ansheng said, "Master is a sword cultivator, so does that mean the disciple must learn swordsmanship? The only thing that is rare in this world is the word 'willingness'."
The Master is such a person. In his eyes, there is no difference between gods and immortals, demons and humans, flowers and grass.
He believed that all beings were equal and that everyone should follow their own desires as long as they did not overstep the boundaries.
He hopes that Aki will be free and brave, but he doesn't want his expectations to trap Aki, a soul that should be free.
So he asked Akui to look at himself first before looking at other people.
Shen Siyan asked: "What about you? What did the teacher teach you?"
Chang Xia opened his eyes: "Master, there is nothing more to teach me."
She didn't want to listen to or think about what he told her.
At least not now, so she swung her sword to interrupt Xun Ansheng's words.
Changxia raised her head. Her previous sword move had split the clouds apart, and the sky was clear blue.
Such a clear blue sky swallowed up many important people to her.
Was the sky like this ten thousand years ago?
——
Yixiangjun was half lying on the couch, her eyes wide open and lifeless.
He tried to utter syllables, but only heard his voice echoing in the empty palace.
Xiao Shi came over hurriedly, holding a lantern.
"Your Majesty..."
Yixiang Jun smiled soothingly: "Nothing."
He just had a dream.
Do gods also have dreams?
At this moment, the sound transmission jade slip suddenly vibrated, and Xie Fengxue's smiling voice came from the other side: "Your Majesty, did you sleep well last night?"
Yixiangjun's pupils shrank, and her throat seemed to be tightly gripped by something.
The hand holding the jade slip couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously threw it away.
When he managed to sit up, breathing heavily to calm himself down, and when he finally had the mind to look at the jade slip on the ground, he found that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
At this time, he finally realized what it meant to seek the skin of a tiger.
Xie Fengxue was sitting in a rocking chair. In front of him was a water mirror, reflecting the blue aurora on Cangfeng Mountain.
He opened and closed the fan in his hand, and finally the accumulated emotions seemed to reach a peak. The unspeakable anger and resentment finally turned into a sarcastic smile.
"Master is worthy of being a master." He said softly, "Zuoqin."
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