Chao yang

The sword dance showed a cold light, the river and the sea condensed the clear light, and after a moment Pei Ziyun's long sword stopped, exhaled deeply, and took out the flute to play. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiao flute communication, blowing no big problem, with Pei Ziyun playing, the flute sound is tactful, swimming in the quiet of the valley, the most peculiar thing is that this flute sounds like it is condensed, and the heart of practicing sword killing gradually subsided.

"Soldiers, weapons of murder. ”

Pei Ziyun walks in the valley path, wearing a small black wood crown, wearing a white robe, the sleeves of the robe are fluttering, the sound of clogs is crisp, it is already a strong spring at this time, presumably the capital is already a palace test, last night a rain washed the valley fresh, the sun shines, the roadside dendrobium, daylily, mulberry and other flowers are embellished, just like a picture.

At this time, he secretly thought: "No wonder there are few people who are profound in swordsmanship, this killing technique also consumes itself, hurts the body and hurts the mind, and must be healthy to appease, after the Qingsong Daoist is 30 years old, he will place his affection on the two arts of Xiao painting, and gradually condense and purify, so as to go further in the swordsman." ”

"Qingsong Dao people began with killing, raised in Xiao, condensed in painting, entered the Tao with a sword, Xiao painting and sword are inseparable, so I inherited these. ”

Thinking of this, I took a look.

"Xiao Yi: Proficient. ”

"Painting: proficient. ”

"Pine Wind Kenjutsu: Grandmaster (6.5%)"

"I've already digested all the experience points of the Qingsong Dao people, and I've only come to this point. Pei Ziyun sighed, returned to the room, took the ink inkstone and grinded it gently, calligraphy is patient, heart, grinding is also tuning, took a blank framed picture scroll and laid it, dipped it in ink, and thought about it.

After a while, I had a plan in my mind, and the capital itself had looked at the mountains and seen the whole picture of the capital.

There are flags in the city, a group of people at the city gate are driving ox carts, a few donkeys are making trouble, the streets in the distance are full of people, an old man is chasing a rooster on the street, there is a hawker carrying a burden, and the capital is painted into a roll.

Thoughts, sustenance, and condensation, flowing under the pen with the scroll, the schematic map of the capital is gradually outlined, and what he sees in the capital is drawn bit by bit, as if he is about to come to life.

Pei Ziyun gradually devoted, as if he had returned to the capital again, strolling through the streets, and the surrounding streets and crowds were gradually condensed.

The prosperity on the five-meter paper is abnormal, the city wall, the canal, the wharf, the palace, as small as a vendor and selling goods, the signs on the store are not bad, just look at it can experience all kinds of capital.

"Ziyun!" only listened to the voice, the door was not closed, Yu Yunjun snorted outside the door, but there was no answer, so he looked inside, and a young man was writing or drawing with a pen.

Yu Yunjun was a little curious, pushed open the door and came in, the room was also elegant, behind Pei Ziyun was a bookcase, there were many Taoist scriptures on the bookcase, Yu Yunjun did not pay attention to these at this time, but approached Pei Ziyun and looked at the table.

A picture of the capital on the table is gradually perfected, broad, majestic, detailed, vast, depicting a prosperous era, prosperous and coming, only dazzling, it seems that you can see the capital, Yu Yunjun couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear of disturbing Pei Ziyun and ruining this painting.

Yu Yunjun is a beautiful girl from everyone, and his family has a family of poems and books, so it can be said that when he saw Pei Ziyun writing, he was immersed in this way for decades, and he was shocked: "When did even Danqing have this atmosphere?"

Looking closely, Pei Ziyun was painting and smelled a faint fragrance, at this time he didn't move, he continued with the pen, seeing this demeanor, Yu Yunjun looked at it intently, it was in a trance.

As if upstairs, the indoor bronze lamp emits a soft yellow light, the ground is spread with a trimmed reed mat, the young man is sitting in the north, in front of him is a wooden case, at this time he is waving a pen and writing, and he kneels on one side, just staring at it, it seems that he has been happy, has been happy, and his mind has been peaceful.

"Yu Lang!"

Yu Yunjun almost shouted, at this time, Pei Ziyun hooked the last corner and turned around with a stroke, but she came back to her senses, he was not the person he was back then, the deceased can never be found again, even if he is reincarnated, he has no memory temperament, a burst of confusion hit her heart, settled down, and cleaned up her mood, she exclaimed: "Good painting, this is a painting of the capital?"

Pei Ziyun put the pen aside, hung the picture, and saluted: "Yes, Master, this is indeed what I did when I saw the prosperity of the capital and felt it." ”

Hearing this, Yu Yunjun smiled: "Ziyun, I always knew that you were a great talent, and I saw many amazing things about you, but today I don't want you to show your first-hand painting skills again, this painting is really wonderful." ”

Listening to Yu Yunjun's words, Pei Ziyun also laughed: "Master, this is related to my kendo practice, sword refining, Xiao Yangzhi, painting condensation, I understand the samadhi in this trip, painting is to condense the sword intent, how deep the painting is, how condensed the sword is." ”

Pei Ziyun said carefully at this time: "My painting is not very strong, it can only be regarded as entering the house, but it is not perfect." ”

Yu Yunjun listened to Pei Ziyun's words on the side, and clapped his hands: "Ziyun, you already have the foundation to enter the Tao with a sword, even if you don't cultivate Taoism, I'm afraid you can enter the Tao, but why have Taoists rarely entered the Tao with this in the past?"

"Is it because this sword is the way of killing, and the vigor hurts life, even if you have a foundation in cooperation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to live long, do you know that according to records, very few swordsmen live past seventy?"

That's why. ”

"Originally, I also wanted to remind you that now you are raised in Xiao, condensed in painting, and your future achievements are limitless, and you have discovered this drawback. ”

Pei Ziyun was about to speak, Yu Yunjun said solemnly: "The way of the Yin God, still cultivating the body, this is the right way, your master is more inclined to Taoism, and I have nothing to teach you in the way of the sword, but don't be late to the Tao, it is the right thing to open the door of heaven." ”

Listening to Yu Yunjun's words, Pei Ziyun thought for a while and smiled: "Thank you Master for your guidance, I understand that cultivation is the foundation." ”

"The way of the sword is the foundation of the protection of the Dao, and the wisdom of the Tao is the foundation of immortality, both of which are indispensable. ”

"It's really teachable, the two are fundamental, but how many cultivators can't see through it? Or only one end, seeking spiritual swordsmanship, without inner rest and longevity, will inevitably turn into ashes, if only the cultivation of the Tao is spiritual, in the face of humanitarian disasters, there is no foundation to protect the Tao, I am afraid that it will inevitably become a handful of loess. ”

Pei Ziyun listened to Yu Yunjun's words, and felt the same way, in his previous life, he was deep in the stock market, this is seeking the Tao, and obtaining a large amount of wealth from the stock market, this is the Tao, but there is no foundation for protecting the Tao, and he will eventually become a trader of a large organization, and he will be married to a person, how similar it is to the Tao, he has feelings.

After a while, I remembered Song Zhi, in the memory of the original owner, no matter how much happened, the head was partial, at this time I thought about it and hesitated.

When Yu Yunjun saw this, he asked, "What else do you have on your mind now?" ”

"Master, dare to ask, what is the relationship between Song Zhi and the master? Although they are masters and apprentices, I can see that these two people seem to have something special!" Pei Ziyun asked with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Yu Yunjun paced a few steps before sighing: "You can also see it, although their relationship is only a master and apprentice now, the matter has to be traced back to decades ago." ”

"The head of the family was young and lonely, and it was an elder of the sect who took him in, who was both a teacher and a father, raised him, and finally stood out with excellent grades and became the head of the family. ”

"This elder barely cultivated the Yin God, but he had no chance to pass it on, so he chose to be reincarnated and was sought by the master, which is now Song Zhi. ”

The head of the family personally went out to find Song Zhi, and verified that it was correct and included in the door. ”

"It's just that although this Song Zhi is confirmed, he can't become a yin god if he doesn't break the gate of heaven, his memory has not been restored, and his temperament is not the same as before. ”

"In the previous life, you were the father, and I was the teacher in this life, there are many things in the fairy gate, which is not uncommon, if I am robbed and reincarnated in the future, I also need you to protect the way for me. Yu Yunjun said.

Pei Ziyun is enlightened, the master and apprentice of the Xianmen, it is more related, no one can guarantee enlightenment in one life, this master and apprentice are closely related to the number of qi, entangled in it, and the current chief is the one: "If the master is in trouble in the future, the apprentice will definitely support him and lead the master into the Tao." ”

Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Yu Yunjun nodded, who can guarantee that he will never fall?

When Pei Ziyun got up, he understood that the head of the family and Song Zhi still had such a hidden insider, no wonder in his previous life until the end, this head of the family fully supported Song Zhi.

This is not only the respect and love for Master's upbringing, but also the father's love for raising a child to grow up.

There is no need to mention this topic, but Yu Yunjun snorted coldly: "Even so, but Song Zhicheng is a descendant, you can't do it, the head of the family is too much, even if you have a personal relationship, you can't cross the red line, I have reported this to the ancestor, but we also have to fight, if you open the gate of heaven as soon as possible, the head of the sect will no longer be able to stop you from becoming a descendant." ”

"Hmph, the head of the sect turned out to be just an ordinary elder, not a descendant, if he learned from his current style, he would not be able to be the head back then. Yu Yunjun said, resentful of the master.

Hearing this, Pei Ziyun laughed out loud and said to Yu Yunjun: "It turns out that there is still this inside story, I want to quickly break through the gate of heaven and achieve the Yin God is to live up to my master's wishes and compete with this Song Zhi." ”

As soon as Pei Ziyun's words fell, a plum appeared in front of him, and quickly enlarged, turning into a translucent data frame, and a line of red characters appeared.

"Mission: Break through the gate of heaven and achieve succession. ”

Yu Yunjun applauded when he heard this: "You have this thought, you are very satisfied with the teacher, and I look forward to you breaking through the Heavenly Gate one day, you are my only disciple, and my resources will be tilted for you." ”

"It's just that you don't have to be careless, in fact, according to the Dao method of this sect, step by step, most of them can be cultivated to eight or nine levels, but breaking through the Heavenly Gate is not a matter of course, in fact, most of the disciples have been wandering outside the Heavenly Gate for more than ten years, or even for life, even the master and I have only broken through for a few years. ”

With the memory of the original owner, after listening to Yu Yunjun's words, Pei Ziyun thought for a while and smiled: "Master, I understand, but I will live up to expectations." ”

"Believe me, this gate of heaven is still difficult for me. ”