After floating back from the empty night, although Qingfang Immortal Venerable didn't make any moves for the time being, Qing Huan's "review" didn't dare to relax at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn addition to the daily regular "competition", what really gives her a headache is the content of those literary exams.

"What 'the sky is not two, all things do not die, do not live'!" She snapped the book shut, raised her head and said to Ning Hao, "It's hard to understand and hard to remember!" It's not that the gods have retired, why do we still have to learn this 'parable', why do they have nothing to say so much? ”

Ning Hao nodded in agreement. glanced at the secluded fence and listened to the waves, as if he was afraid of seeing the figure of the Qiantang Immortal Venerable. This "Heavenly God Parable" is a course taught by Qiantang Immortal Venerable.

On the side, Cheng Yao was playing chess with the two of them, and at this time, when Lonely Stream was thinking, he raised his head and looked at Qing Huan and smiled.

Qing Huan pulled the other two, and said with a bitter face: "And what are these "Shentian Minutes" and "Luojia Chronicles", there are obviously so many repetitive contents, and there is no organization at all, I can see that my head is big, and I can't remember it at all......"

"You want to eat it, don't you?" Ning Hao said.

"No, I want to tear it off." Qing Huan said.

Cheng Yao listened to the two girls talking, the smile on his face deepened, and he was unconsciously dragged by the silence under his hands.

Qinghuan said: "I wonder why some things I can still remember." But these are not at all impressive? ”

Ning Hao thought for a while and said, "The ones you can think of are the ones you liked before. These words...... You didn't like it before. ”

Qing Huan sat for a while, and suddenly lay on the table and howled, "I beg myself, I really like it, I like it so much......"

"Okay, I'll throw in the towel." Cheng Yao pushed away the chessboard and stood up, walked to Qing Huan and sat down, patted her head lightly and said, "'The sky is not two, and all things do not die or live', which originated from the question asked by Jing Mojie, a disciple of the great god Zang Jialuo in the past.

Jing Mojie asked the teacher: Liuhe is not stopping, how can he prove the way of heaven? Zang Jialuo pointed to his forehead, and then nodded his heart, and smiled without saying a word. Jing Mojie also asked: All things are dogs, and the heavens are not benevolent, so why bother to save people? Zang Jialuo was still speechless.

"In that year, the gods and demons conquered excessively, and the eighteen gods and Buddhas such as Zang Jialuo and Wuye Ming threw themselves into Jiuyang Kanhua, and were willing to give up their god bodies to seal the sky. Since then, the sky has been clear and pure, isolating the dispute between gods and demons.

"Before the incarnation of Zang Jialuo's divine body, he said to his disciples: I will answer your questions with my own body. Jing Mojie has an understanding: the sky is not two, and all things do not die or live.

"It is the invisible way of the road, the only way of heaven, if it is two, then disaster will be born; There are no more people who don't live by themselves, and the sky doesn't save people. It is the evil one who puts down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the ground, but the good person needs to go through eighty-one difficulties to become a Buddha. There is no difference between good and evil, and there is no distinction between life and death. It is the truth that Jing Mojie finally realized.

"Then there is that there is no death or life in all things, and I am afraid that it also contains a heavy Jingmo Jie to remember the respected teacher, so as to mourn the eternal existence of the master's mind, although death is still alive."

After Cheng Yao finished speaking, Qing Huan and Ning Hao were a little dumbfounded. Ning Hao said: "So that's what it means, I have always said to Qing Huan that this sentence was said by Zang Jialuo." ”

Cheng Yao shook his head and smiled, "If it is a single sentence, it is naturally easy to take it out of context, and I don't know what it means." If you know the cause and effect, it is much easier to memorize and understand. ”

Qing Huan said: "I understand as soon as you say this, but I understand this one, and there are so many things I don't understand." As he spoke, his face became bitter again.

Cheng Yao said: "There is not a lot of content in the "Heavenly God Parable", I will tell you a few every day, and I should be able to finish it within three months." You just need to write it down, okay? ”

Qing Huan immediately smiled, "Then thank you!" ”

Ning Hao said: "That's good, I also want to listen to it on the side." ”

Silent Liudao: "Ning Fupo, you have to charge for what you listen to!" ”

"Get out!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Cheng Yao smiled and said, "Actually, these things have been talked about by Qiantang Immortal Venerable in class. ”

"Have you told me?" Silent Stream scratched his head, "I don't remember." ”

Cheng Yao smiled and said to Qing Huan: "As for the "Shentian Minutes" and "Luojia Chronicle", you seem to be chaotic at first glance, in fact, it is better to try to memorize the life of the characters and the main events as the weft. For example, the Northern Immortal Venerable that we are familiar with, his personal experience is mentioned in two books, the most famous is the Battle of Fengtian 3,000 years ago, when in addition to the gods and demons, there were also many familiar characters who participated in the war......"

So all afternoon, Cheng Yao was explaining the "Minutes of the Divine Heaven" and the "Chronicle of Luojia". The long history is very complicated and boring, but after he combed it out, it was clear and eloquent. At first, only Qinghuan and Ning Hao listened intently, but later more and more people gathered to listen. It's all a past that has been known for a long time, but everyone listens attentively. It seems that as long as you listen to him talk about it, you can imprint it in your heart and never forget it.

At night, Qing Huan and Cheng Yao walked along the shore of the mirror. The young man said too much today, but he still couldn't see the slightest fatigue on his face. Qing Huan was grateful and said, "Thank you, Xiao Yao." ”

"Oh, thank me for what?" Cheng Yao looked at her and smiled.

Qing Huan said: "Thank you for teaching me the spell, thank you for explaining to me the "Heavenly God Metaphor", and a lot of history, maybe there will be "Dancao Gang", "Demon Spectrum" ......" The voice became smaller and smaller, but the clear eyes were like twinkling stars.

Cheng Yao caught a glimpse of that wicked cunning, and smiled: "Well, then how are you going to thank me?" ”

I didn't expect him to ask like this, Qing Huan looked at the young man in surprise. The young man's eyes were as gentle as water, his eyes were as deep as the sea, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a shallow smile. Just as her cheeks were about to burn, he reached out to straighten a few strands of wind-blown hair from her ears, and said, "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you. ”

Then, the cheeks burned completely.

In the following days, the handsome young man who patiently taught in the secluded and listened to the waves, and the young man and girl who listened attentively, became a fixed scenery in the smoke mirror every day. In the past, the teacher's lectures were mostly told in detail, but through Chengyao's combing, the focus was clear, and all the scattered pages were sorted into a book. His tone is soft but not procrastinating, gentle and elegant, light but with a power that makes people want to listen. Later, some disciples younger than them would also come to listen to Senior Brother Cheng Yao's "teaching".

Qing Huan sometimes wonders, what is this person's brain made of? is also sixteen or seventeen years old, why can he know so many things, and never hide his secrets. There are countless historical facts, people, herbs, utensils, and monsters...... For him, it's all at his fingertips, sometimes it's obviously talking about the deeds of the characters, and it will be mixed with the monsters that the person has encountered, and then the appearance, shape, characteristics, and weaknesses of the monsters will be told one by one, and the stiff and vague written descriptions will become so specific and sensible.

When there were only the two of them, Qing Huan nodded his head and really asked, "What is your brain made of?" ”

Cheng Yao understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "Just like there is no emotion for no reason, in this world, there will never be a harvest that does not need to be paid." ”

Time is quiet and fulfilling. The time turned to March, and then a major event for the disciples of Feiyan Jingbo finally arrived in the anticipation of everyone.