Chapter 76 Chapter 76 Timing
Sang Ling simply patted him lightly, and at that moment all his anger disappeared.
The fans present immediately gathered around. This time, their faces were no longer filled with joy at seeing Sang Ling, but instead with worry and fear, fearing that Sang Ling would know what Saint Ci Yu had just said and get hurt.
Saint Ci Yu also raised her eyes at the right time, with a smile on her face, as if she thought Sang Ling was just an ordinary monk who came to receive the cleansing of holy water.
Sang Ling bowed to Saint Ciyu and said, "Lady Saint, I am a little late and I was unable to catch your sermon. What a pity."
Sang Ling was smiling and very polite, but Prince Jiecheng was indignant. He was still thinking about Saint Ciyu's comment about Sang Ling's records being decadent.
Although it only took one sentence from Saint Ci Yu, it was enough to negate all of Sang Ling's efforts over the past few days, so that now he always feels that Sang Ling has been wronged.
Hearing Sang Ling's words, Saint Ciyu showed pity on her face and advised: "It's okay, there will be another sermon before leaving the demon world."
As soon as the Saint Ci Yu opened her mouth, the people in the queue immediately burst into cheers.
Sang Ling nodded, still with a look of regret on her face, "But I am really depressed about missing the Saint's sermon this time. I have a question, Saint, can you answer it for me?"
The Saint of Ci Yu put away the willow branch, which hung lightly on the side of her wall, emitting a soft glow.
"Can."
Sang Ling straightened her body, a gentle and harmless smile on her face.
"Lady Saint, there are thousands of paths in the universe. Some people attain enlightenment by realizing the Bodhi seed, some attain enlightenment by realizing the stone, and some attain enlightenment by realizing the essence. So, how do we define what can be realized and what cannot be realized?"
The Saint of the Fish Curled her lips and smiled. She lowered her eyes to look at Sang Ling. Her divinity was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at her.
“The Tao is in all things, and can be comprehended.”
Sang Ling nodded in confusion and repeated, "The Tao is in all things, and we can comprehend it..."
The Saint Ci Yu ignored her and lightly touched the holy water with the willow branch in her hand. The next monk in line immediately stepped forward, bowed and waited for the Saint to wash him.
The sound of willow branches surging in the water began, and then my forehead felt a chill, and my mind became clear, so I could hear Sang Ling's next sentence very clearly.
"Lady Saint, since everything can be considered, why is music so decadent?"
The willow branch that was placed on his forehead was put away dejectedly. The man looked up and saw Saint Ci Yu frowning and looking at Sang Ling beside him.
Perhaps because of the cleansing by the saint, he was also thinking, yes, since everything can be participated in, why can't music be participated in?
Saint Ci Yu stared at Sang Ling, and at this moment Sang Ling had a smile on his face, looking as if he was humbly asking for advice.
After a long time, when everyone in the queue was surprised by the silence, the Saint of the Fish spoke:
"If the lewd music I said harms your interests, I can only apologize first, but as a saint, I must remind all living beings."
Sang Ling just smiled without saying anything, quietly watching the Holy Maiden Ci Yu evade the main issue and accuse herself of being so eager to run away because her interests were damaged.
She shook her head, "Lady Saint, you haven't told me the answer yet."
The smile of the Saint of the Merciful Fish faded, "Preachers should not speak directly, all morality can only be understood by oneself."
Sang Ling smiled more sincerely. The Saint Lady Ci Yu was indeed good at being ambiguous.
"Lady Saint, as a person of the Heavenly Dao, your teachings are respected by all living beings. If you make a mistake, it will have a huge impact, so it will be difficult for you to admit that you made a mistake."
The man who had just been washed by the holy water suddenly straightened up, as if he had attained enlightenment.
Yes, the words of the Saint Ci Yu were illogical, and even if they were wrong, it would be difficult to correct them. If they were to be corrected, wouldn't that mean she would be admitting her mistakes in front of so many people?
As a saint who is high and mighty, I'm afraid she can't do this.
The smile of Saint Ci Yu disappeared completely. She stared at Sang Ling, and the soft light on her body dimmed a lot.
"You mean, I am wrong?"
This is a fresh conclusion. In the Three Realms, apart from the fearless Demon Lord Fu Ying, who else would dare to question the words of the Saint Ci Yu?
Her words have always been revered as half the words of heaven. If you question them, it would be tantamount to not believing in heaven.
Sang Ling smiled and immediately said, "Don't get excited, Saint Lady. I am just really curious. I am a rash person and I didn't consider the impact..."
She raised her eyes to look at Saint Ciyu, and her smile became more genuine. "That's all for today. I'll wait for Saint Ciyu's next sermon."
After saying that, Sang Ling left.
She left so decisively that if Saint Ci Yu had spoken out in defense it would have seemed like she was being hasty in her explanation.
As soon as Sang Ling left, tens of thousands of fans immediately followed. In an instant, the long queue was empty.
Soon the gap was filled, and Saint Ci Yu continued to wash with holy water using a willow branch. However, the monks who were washed with holy water all had strange expressions.
In fact, it was not weird. The expressions on their faces were normal, but they were a little bland compared to the fanatical respect for the Saint Lady Ci Yu before Sang Ling came. They only had the most normal gratitude.
Although Sang Ling is gone, her words were indeed powerful.
After leaving the area around Mo Sheng Ze, the fans immediately began to feel sorry for Sang Ling, and spoke indignantly, as if they were suffering more than Sang Ling.
Of course they were angry. You gave up Sang Ling's performance and came here, so you felt guilty. You presented your gifts with all your heart, but the thing you love was belittled. Who can bear it?
Sang Ling calmed them down before returning to Chunming Pavilion.
Chunming Pavilion is too close to Moshengze, and the noise over there can be heard clearly inside the pavilion, which makes Gou Qiu even more irritated.
She was even more angry than Sang Ling about this matter. She complained in public that the record was lascivious and affected cultivation, which was tantamount to cutting off the path of their Chunming Pavilion.
If that were the case, their Chunming Pavilion would be filled with decadent music.
There are already many courtiers releasing records now. Chunming Pavilion is thriving and is now getting infinitely close to Wanshen Tower in the fairyland. A single word from Saint Ciyu is enough to make all their efforts collapse.
Gou Qiu was indignant and looked at Sang Ling and said, "You should have said more just now. She obviously can't make up for what she said before. You should let her admit in front of everyone that she was wrong."
Hu Yanyan's face was also full of anger. She had just gained unprecedented satisfaction in her record career and even had her own fans. This was completely different from the psychological satisfaction she had gotten from the guests of Chunming Pavilion in the past. This period of time was the happiest time for her since she became a court official. Although Saint Ciyu's words were referring to Sangling Records, they actually belittled the entire record industry, or the entire music industry.
"That's right, mom is right. She should admit when she is wrong."
Sang Ling was not swayed by emotions and replied calmly: "You underestimate her too much. How can a person of heaven not be self-consistent? She is just waiting for mistakes in your words. Once she catches them, she will overturn them immediately. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. It is better to just fight and leave."
Gou Qiu was a little skeptical and was still wondering if Sang Ling had overestimated the Saint Ci Yu.
Saint Ci Yu also suffered a setback at the Three Realms Peace Conference, and Gou Qiu subconsciously felt that she was easy to deal with.
But she is a saint after all. Before today, the entire Chunming Pavilion respected the Saint Ci Yu equally.
Facts have proved that Sang Ling's words were correct, and Saint Ci Yu really justified her own words. After the sermon, the conclusion that Sang Ling's singing was decadent music spread throughout the entire demon world.
The record shop closed down, and Sang Ling's singing could no longer be heard outside the shop. Only the snack shop, which has now become a restaurant, continued to play her songs, but business was extremely poor.
Even Chunming Pavilion was implicated and was directly labeled with four big words: "Delaying cultivation".
Gou Qiu found Sang Ling with a worried look on her face. She had been extremely anxious these past two days but couldn't find any solution.
"Sang Ling, what should we do? I don't know what Saint Ciyu said that day. Everyone who heard her words seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. They all boycotted our Chunming Pavilion. Now the Jiaotai Banquet can no longer be held."
The tradition of Jiaotai Banquet has continued for hundreds of years without interruption.
But recently, whenever a Jiaotai Banquet was held, many monks came to cause trouble, accusing them of openly delaying their cultivation and having ulterior motives. After several incidents, the performers didn't even dare to go on stage, and there were no guests, so the Jiaotai Banquet could naturally not go on.
Sang Ling sat quietly. Compared with Gou Qiu, she was much calmer.
Gou Qiu should have been even more angry, but seeing her calmness, he felt inexplicably at ease.
Sang Ling always has a way, which is why she, as the manager of Chunming Pavilion, relies so much on Sang Ling.
Since Sang Ling came to Chunming Pavilion, so many things have happened to her. She has worried again and again, and has also witnessed Sang Ling's turnaround against the wind.
There are many followers of the Holy Lady Ci Yu, and now there is another devastating event, but Gou Qiu just believes in Sang Ling.
She must have a way.
Gou Qiu stopped walking around anxiously and sat down next to Sang Ling. Even her tone became calm.
"What should I do? Is there anything I can do?"
Sang Ling replied calmly: "Wait a little longer."
Gou Qiu was suspicious, "Waiting for what?"
"Wait until public opinion reaches its peak, wait until they think we dare not speak, wait until they completely take the words of the Holy Lady of the Fish as the truth."
Gou Qiu frowned, "If it comes to that, it will be too difficult to turn the situation around."
Sang Ling smiled and said, "No, by then their faith will collapse, and we will rebuild our faith on top of their ruins."
Gou Qiu actually didn’t quite understand what Sang Ling said, nor could he guess what Sang Ling wanted to do, but he just felt inexplicably at ease.
In the following days, the situation became increasingly severe, and records were almost tacitly considered banned items. The autographed records that had once been sold for two thousand spirit stones were now worthless.
I don’t know if someone is guiding public opinion, but public opinion is increasingly directed against Chunming Pavilion. It can no longer operate normally, and even the normal life of the court officials cannot be guaranteed.
As the day of reckoning approaches, there are still many courtiers who cannot collect enough 3,000 spirit stones.
This time, Sang Ling bought all the spirit stones of all the courtiers, even the courtesans like Hu Yanyan who had no worries about spirit stones.
After all, this crisis was directed at her.
Not only does she want to be reborn from the ashes herself, she also wants to lead the entire Chunming Pavilion to be reborn from the ashes.
On the fifteenth day after the incident, Chunming Pavilion closed down and the record shop was completely smashed.
Sang Ling finally found Gou Qiu.
"Okay."
Gou Qiu immediately perked up.
Sang Ling opened the tightly closed southeast gate of Chunming Pavilion.
“The time has come.”
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