Chapter 2 Water Tune Song Head
The gray-robed old man finished all the exam papers in his hand, then returned to the front of the crowd again, with his hands behind his back, and quickly glanced at the faces of all the candidates, and said: "The purpose of this test is to observe the fate, and the observation is whether you are related to our sect." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The old man flicked his sleeve robe, and the idle clouds in the sky suddenly retreated, revealing the Guanyu on the top of the mountain cliff. ”
Su Yang, like the other candidates present, raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain.
The avenue is Sanskrit, and the purple air comes from the east.
All the candidates looked at each other with burning eyes, swallowing their saliva and revealing a yearning look.
Su Yang was also a little shocked by the magnificence of this view, but more of it was the hand of the old man just now, as soon as the sleeve was fanned, the cloud was avoided, it was really full of unknown worlds, which also deepened Su Yang's desire to become stronger, not only to be responsible for this body, but also to submit a new answer sheet for himself who had done nothing!
The old man's robe turned over again, and the auspicious clouds covered Guanyu again, but this did not affect the fiery emotions in everyone's hearts, but deepened everyone's determination, so the old man heard the old man speak again: "The Guanyuan test of the three pavilions is an assessment method that has been passed down since ancient times, strictly speaking, no matter what your cultivation talent is, as long as you have a relationship with my sect, you can join in, but, for the convenience of both sides, I think some people are better to retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise they will become the laughing stock of others, and the gains outweigh the losses, so why bother?" ”
After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at Su Yang with a hint of mockery on his face, and all the candidates naturally knew who the old man was referring to, so they immediately looked at Su Yang one by one, and then replied with a smile: "Yes, what the elder said is right." ”
The old man sneered, stopped and turned around, and then came an indifferent word: "Then let's start, time, a stick of incense." ”
After saying that, the old man sat down on the yellow futon, closed his eyes and became calm.
Su Yang looked at the old man with gloomy eyes, his palms clenched slightly, and just when he was resentful, a voice came from the position next to him: "Are you okay, brother?" ”
Su Yang turned his head to see that it was a young man about the same age as himself, with a few small freckles on his face and black hair.
"It's fine." Su Yang glanced at the man a few more times, and finally smiled with his fists, and then looked down at the test paper on the case.
The test paper is large enough, perhaps because there are too many blank spaces, only a row of small print at the header, that is, there is only one question in the written test.
The questions in this exam are different from those of Su Yang's past twelve written exams, the previous questions are about the sun, about the sky and the earth, and about spring, summer, autumn and winter, and so on......
And this time, the question is about the moon.
The test paper reads: Master, why do you observe the moon?
Who is the Master? Su Yang didn't know.
Why did he look at the moon? Su Yang didn't know either.
But there is one thing that Su Yang knows very well, that is, the master is very empty and lonely, why he looks at the moon is because he is thinking about people.
The moon, in Su Yang's world, is what the ancients used to send their thoughts, Comrade Li Bai, the poet immortal, wrote in the moon alone, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio.
The list goes on and on.
Then as human beings, there will always be commonalities, the ancients saw the moon and thought about people, and the master looked at the moon, presumably also thinking about people.
Su Yang thought of the twelve written exams in front of him, and thought of what kind of cultivation was written on the answer sheet submitted by Su Erniu every time, comprehending the world and sleeping, which made Su Yang disagree.
Since the purpose of the test is to be a fate, what's the point of writing something that everyone knows? If you want to write, write your own opinions!
Su Yang thought so, and then he did it.
Immediately pick up the pen, "Water Tune Song Head"!
When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.
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I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.
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The yellow-robed old man sitting on the stone was a little bored, and he wanted to enter the meditation practice, but his mind was uneasy at this time, but he squinted his eyes and wandered over the group of candidates below, and his movements seemed a little mechanical, because he was thinking about a question.
Master, why do you look at the moon?
This is the question of this exam, and he feels that it is a little difficult, even the most difficult question in recent years, after all, who is the Master? How could his mind be something they could fathom?
The old man vaguely remembered that the master had written such a poem, called Untitled, and it was also recorded in the Three Thousand Collections of Shanhaidao, which was about the anecdote of the master's life.
Presumably, the topic this time was also selected from that article by those old pedantics in the Wenge.
Master's poem is called Untitled, not because he doesn't want to mention a question, but because he didn't finish it at all, and no one knows why he didn't finish it, and the old man doesn't know.
When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.
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Dancing and making light shadows, how it seems to be in the world.
The old man muttered in his mouth, what a beautiful poem, but unfortunately it was not written, and it is even more a pity that among the candidates in the audience, there are probably very few who can pass the exam this time, or even one.
The old man shook his head without a trace, a little pity, after all, there are some young people with good qualifications, if these young disciples can't pass the exam this time, I'm afraid they won't have anything to do with him, so it's a pity.
However, after a while, the look on the old man's face was replaced by disdain, not for anything else, because of the young man who had already buried his head in sleep, and the old man remembered that his name was Su Erniu.
"I finally know how to give up, I knew it was like this, why bother in the first place!"
"Other people's persistence is perseverance, you are stupid!"
"It's really stupid and shameless to give birth to a waste life, but still obsessed with cultivating!"
The old man in the yellow robe stopped looking at him, looked away coldly, glanced at everyone's faces, and closed his eyes again.
The next time you open it, it's after a stick of incense.
The old man in the yellow robe stood up faintly, and all the candidates looked at him with worried faces, and then saw the old man palm out of thin air, and suddenly all the test papers on the table flew and floated in the air, and then with the old man's palm, all the test papers flew away in his hand.
When Su Yang saw it, he shouted magically, but when he saw that the people around him didn't react, he forced it and didn't show it.
"If you feel hopeless, you can go down the mountain." The old man put the test paper in his armpit and continued: "If you feel that you have hope, you can go to the next courtyard to rest for a day, and the results of the assessment will be announced tomorrow." ”
After the old man finished speaking, he walked along the path to the mountain, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
As soon as the old man's voice fell, several candidates walked down the mountain in a depressed mood.
Maybe it was because Su Yang was a celebrity here, and soon someone noticed him, and then, the words of ridicule and ridicule came again.
"Yo, it looks like he's really a stubborn bone!"