The rest of the people were puzzled, puzzled by Ling Wenxuan's sudden relaxation, and puzzled by Huang Qingrong's agreement. Why? But the boss decided, and they didn't say anything more.

The revelry did not disperse until midnight.

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"Knock ......"

The majestic sound of the bell resounded in the valley, and Ling Wenxuan climbed the stairs surrounded by mountains.

The crisp chirping of birds, the rubbing of leaves blown by the wind, and the distant chirping of cicadas are intertwined. Surrounded by green hills, the scent of fragrant earth wraps around the nose. At a glance, it is the green of life, which is fascinating.

There is a stone step to the sky at the foot of the green mountain, the stone steps are full of greenery, perhaps this stone step is rarely stepped on, so that the green moss is lying on it.

Ling Wenxuan looked up at the wisps of green smoke in the deep mountains. There was a strange expression on his face, which looked like a pious apostle or a tourist who admired famous mountains and monuments.

The bell in his ears became louder and louder, and the green smoke in the mountain changed from the thickness of his fingertips to the size of an arm. Ling Wenxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking about the past, and his eyes were shining.

It took a long time for Ling Wenxuan to find the green smoke halfway up the mountain.

This is a temple, the decoration does not look like it was built in modern times, brick by brick, all of them seem to be old. The red lacquered wooden doors are faded and do not look very strong. There is no temple name on the gate, and this temple is nameless.

Ling Wenxuan looked at this temple in a daze, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and stepped forward and knocked on the temple door.

"Tuk tuk tuk ......" Ling Wenxuan knocked on the door with his knuckles.

The door rang but no one responded, and Ling Wenxuan was not in a hurry, turning around to look at the scenery in front of him.

The temple layout is arched by mountains, built in the middle of the mountainside, and it is enough to overlook the mountains in front of the temple gate. Broaden your horizons and see it at a glance.

"Ka ......"

The temple gate, which had fallen into disrepair, made a screeching sound. From the temple gate peeked out a bright brain, and a small novice appeared. Seeing Ling Wenxuan's slight astonishment, Xiao Shami didn't expect that there would be people in such a place.

Ling Wenxuan saw the joy on the face of the little novice, and stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what the little master should call him?" ”

"Enlightenment." Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and said solemnly.

Ling Wenxuan nodded: "Little Master Yuanwu, is the Zen Master Shiyan here?" ”

Xiao Shami's heart sank: "The master has gone." Could it be that you are the destined person that the master said before the tour will come? ”

"Someone who is destined?" Ling Wenxuan whispered, thought for a long time and nodded. I guess so......

"Donor, wait a moment." Xiao Shami Yuanwu bowed slightly to Ling Wenxuan and closed the temple door.

Ling Wenxuan had a wry smile on his face, it seemed that the Zen master still didn't want to see him. Ling Wenxuan shook his head and turned to look at the mountains again, his thoughts going back to two years ago.

At that time, I was still a fledgling. thinks that he has succeeded in his studies, his heart is higher than the sky, he sees nothing in the world, and he wants to dominate in the music center. When traveling through the mountains and rivers, I came to this place by chance, and heard that there was an old monk in the mountains at the bottom of the mountain, who was very accurate, but he was often not in the temple.

Ling Wenxuan became interested, wanting to see if this old monk was the same as what the people under the mountain said.

After searching for most of the day, Ling Wenxuan found this temple on the mountainside, it was no different from now, it was so quiet, and there was no one around. The difference is that it was not a little novice who received Ling Wenxuan at that time, but an old monk.

It was not an old monk to receive, when the old monk was sitting cross-legged in front of the door, Ling Wenxuan saw this old monk at a glance.

The old monk's Dharma name explained, the old dragon clock, a tattered robe, and the old god was meditating.

Ling Wenxuan stepped forward to say hello. At that time, the old monk did not have a second sentence except for saying that he had a Dharma name. Ling Wenxuan chuckled lightly and sat on the boulder in front of the temple gate to enjoy the scenery, no longer caring about the old monk. Although he wanted to know about the "old fairy" mentioned by the people under the mountain, he didn't have the heart to talk about himself because of the arrogance of the people.

Ling Wenxuan's attitude was reckless, he glanced around, and the corners of his mouth always had a smile on his lips. Until it was getting late, Ling Wenxuan was about to go down the mountain, and the old monk didn't say a word, and he didn't want to come forward to talk. People who are too young always have some peculiar ideas, Ling Wenxuan at that time thought that people would not talk to you, but you would lose face by talking with a shy face. Although he was interested in what the people of Yamashita said, he didn't want to lose face.,I'm ready to leave.。

Ling Wenxuan got up and was about to leave, and the old monk finally spoke: "Since the little layman has been waiting here for a long time, he can't let the little layman go home empty-handed. ”

"Huh?" Ling Wenxuan paused when he heard the old monk's opening.

"Since the little layman is willing to wait for me for a long time, I will give you a word." The old monk never opened his eyes.

"Hmm......" Ling Wenxuan looked at the old monk and listened thoroughly, but he was mostly playful in his heart. Yamashita is interested in his words, but he is only interested. What the old monk said was extremely accurate, and he didn't take it to heart.

The old monk finally opened his eyes, glanced Ling Wenxuan up and down for a few moments, and then said: "If the donor is not as ordinary as an ordinary person, his life will be extraordinary, but there is nothing easy in the world. He looked at Ling Wenxuan's eyebrows and said, "If the heavens descend on the people, they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones." There will be calamity. ”

The old monk's words Ling Wenxuan sneered, there is a catastrophe? Amusing. Do you think that what the people under the mountain say, you expected me to believe it? If you drag a paragraph of classical Chinese, I will think that what you say is the truth?

Fish for fame and reputation. Ling Wenxuan thought so in his heart. Two years ago, Ling Wenxuan was arrogant and arrogant, his eyes were empty, and he thought that the world was under control, and it was impossible to listen to this passage. The old monk smiled lightly when he saw Ling Wenxuan leave without looking back, and was noncommittal to Ling Wenxuan's disdain.

As a result, not long after that, Ling Wenxuan had an accident. Lin Jiacheng's incident happened at that time.

Ling Wenxuan shook his head, if he believed what the old monk said at that time, would he be more cautious after going back, would something like that happen? What would he have done if it hadn't happened? Unfortunately, there was no if. Ling Wenxuan didn't believe it, so he had the current Ling Wenxuan.

It was only after the incident that Ling Wenxuan remembered the master's words and immediately rushed back here. It's a pity that the old monk was no longer here when he came back. Ling Wenxuan was received by a small novice named Yuankong. He handed Ling Wenxuan a note and said, "The master said that someone will come here to look for him, and hand him this when the time comes." ”

Ling Wenxuan's heart jumped, this Zen master was really not simple, and he even knew that he would come.

Ling Wenxuan opened the note, and there was a sentence written in it: "Go to the poor place of water, sit and watch the clouds rise." ”

Looking at this note, Ling Wenxuan pondered. The meaning of this sentence is very obvious, casually, unconsciously, actually came to the end of the flowing water, and saw that there was no way out, so he simply sat down on the spot and watched the leisurely and unintentional clouds rise and drift.

The meaning is obvious, and the artistic conception is also remarkable. There are two realms in this sentence. First, don't be disappointed when you're in a desperate situation, because that's where hope begins. The water in the mountains is due to the rain, and if there are clouds, it means that the water is coming. The other realm is that it doesn't matter if it doesn't rain now, it will rain someday.

To put it more bluntly, when encountering adversity and desperation, put down the gains and losses, and there may be a new situation. Life should not be discouraged, even when life comes to the end of the mountains and rivers, you can also have leisure to watch the white clouds. In the face of adversity, you can also see the flowing water, and everything is relieved. It's a very high level.

Ling Wenxuan was stunned for a long time and came back to his senses, his eyes gradually becoming firm. Don't be blind and keep your eyes fixed on the music, and now this situation also means a new beginning. Relaxation is king.

Because of this sentence, Ling Wenxuan went back and began his path as an actor or stuntman. Under that extremely difficult work, Ling Wenxuan persevered for a year, and the year's work was not the music career he loved, so Ling Wenxuan was naturally confused. But when he thought of what the Zen master said, he insisted on it for a year.

In one year, from the beginning when I first saw the words of the Zen master, I was completely settled, to the beginning of impetuousness after three months of work, and after half a year of confusion, I finally fully understood. I realized the true meaning of the sentence "go to the poor place of water and sit and watch the clouds rise". There was no more wavering in his heart.

Therefore, a year later, Ling Wenxuan went to the nameless ancient temple again. He's got it all right, so what's next?

This time, it's still the same. The Zen Master Shi Yan wandered away, and Xiao Shami handed Ling Wenxuan a small note again. Zen Master Shi Yan left a note again, perhaps, there are really gods and men in this world...... Ling Wenxuan thought so at that time.

"The jade scripture is pondered into many instruments, and the sword is drawn and buried, and it will lean on the sky......" Ling Wenxuan read softly.

In other words, isn't it time for your own training? The jade is still not ready, and the sword is not sharp. Now I still lack tempering.

After a moment of silence, Ling Wenxuan left and began the year's struggle. Exercise himself, no matter how hard the stuntman works, he still does not forget the music, and nothing can stop him from moving towards music. Crazy hard practice of the previous weak singing skills, so that they become an advantage. The practice of stage performance has never stopped. The strength is constantly improving.

On this day, the "Happy Camp" started and stepped into a variety show. "Alliance of Betrayers" became a regular guest, and was invited to "Star Lyrics" to release "Unfortunately Not If". Began to officially step on the road to the pinnacle of music. Two years of accumulation, two years of Tibetan Feng, two years of jade, now, the jade has become a weapon, and the Tibetan sword has become a heaven. Two days ago, he drew his sword and danced, and the sword shined in the music world, shocking the world.

The jade scriptures are pondered into many instruments, and the sword is drawn and buried in the sky. The jade has become a weapon, and the sword has become a heaven. It's time to come. So, Ling Wenxuan is here again today. Next, what kind of guidance will the Zen master give him?

After a long time, the little novice opened the temple door with a note in his hand. It's still the same as the previous two times.

Ling Wenxuan was used to it, took the note, and opened it to take a look. There was still a sentence written on it.

"There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea......" Ling Wenxuan lowered his eyebrows, nodded after thinking for a long time and turned to leave. He understood that he had to do better, and now it was just the beginning. The real start has just begun.

PS: A new volume has begun, and Ling Wenxuan's first day king's road will become more and more exciting. This wonderful world will be unfolded in its entirety. Stay tuned......