Zhang Deming followed the gaze of the disciple just now, paused slightly, in the corner of the pond, there was a pavilion, and at this moment, in the pavilion, there was a figure standing quietly.

Confucian shirt with long hair, handsome face and long legs, should have been a living and unrestrained person, but at this moment he stood in the pavilion, like a sculpture, looking at the lotus leaves of a pond for a long time.

It's none other than the previous Nangong Cheng, the Liangyi calligraphy of the word Qinglian.

Zhang Deming looked around and found that there was no one around, only the person, standing there quietly like a sculpture.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Deming walked towards the pavilion.

The two disciples who followed behind him paused slightly, one disciple stretched out his hand to speak, the other stopped him, shook his head silently, and then the two stood there and did not follow again.

Zhang Deming walked to the pavilion, and looked at Nangong Cheng in the pond from the pavilion, like a sculpture, and did not move.

Zhang Deming walked into the pavilion, sat down, and said without a beginning or a tail: "Zi Qinglian, do you like lotus?" ”

The sculptural Nangong Cheng did not fluctuate, and Zhang Deming was just about to speak again, when a figure floated directly outside the pavilion and said, "Fellow Daoist, the dean is invited." ”

Zhang Deming paused slightly, glanced at Nangong Cheng, got up and walked out of the pavilion, and said, "Let's go." ”

The visitor led Zhang Deming through a lot of buildings and came to a meeting room.

At this moment, Gu Donglin sat on the main seat with a sad face, losing the casualness and uninhibition he had before.

The old monk Fuyuan was sitting next to him, and the other party's expression had not changed, his face was wooden, and he couldn't see much emotion, but the priest who had been together several times did not appear again this time.

"The younger generation has seen Dean Donglin and Master Fuyuan." Zhang Deming was led into the living room and saluted to the two.

Gu Donglin looked at Zhang Deming and said, "It's just that I neglected the little brother, and I didn't know your identity ······ little brother yesterday."

Fuyuan also turned his gaze at this moment, looking at Zhang Deming seriously, thinking that the two of them had also investigated themselves in the past half a day, and they should have found nothing at present.

After all, his current face, body shape, and temperament are all brand new and different from when he participated in the auction before.

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "This is not the junior, the junior Zhang Wu, the core disciple of Tianlingmen." ”

Zhang Deming said that the appearance on his face, his body shape and temperament changed rapidly. In a moment, he became Zhang Wu's appearance.

Gu Donglin and Fuyuan all looked at each other for a moment, and both shook their heads slightly.

Neither of them had seen Zhang Deming's disguise before, and now that Zhang Deming had transformed in person, neither of them could see what kind of disguise technique it was.

This alone and the matter of Huang Lao's body yesterday is enough for the two of them to attach great importance to it, after all, although one of them is a blessed person, he is a marginal person.

Although the other is the dean of the academy, in the eyes of the big sects, he is just a casual cultivator, and neither of them is really a big person.

"Little brother, are you a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Sect? So who was ······ yesterday? Gu Donglin asked.

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "It's just an elder in the family." ”

Seeing that Zhang Deming didn't want to say more, Gu Donglin paused, and didn't continue to ask.

He waved his hand gently, and a disciple carried a tray with a white jade box on the tray, walked up to Zhang Deming, put the jade box on the tea table in Zhang Deming's hand, and hurried down again.

Gu Donglin waited for the disciple to go down before he said to Zhang Deming: "Little brother, you can open it and take a look." ”

When Zhang Deming heard this, with a slight excitement, he opened the jade box in his hand.

I saw that in the box, there was a verdant and green spirit grass, and the chopsticks looked like seedlings, but the heart of the seedlings had a peculiar grass seed.

It was a transparent light cluster, and there was a smart green aura in the light cluster, and the breath was like smoke, and in the light cluster, it was constantly changing. Sometimes like a spirit seed, sometimes like a spirit plant, sometimes like an animal.

Looking at this thing, Zhang Deming's face couldn't help but be happy, that's right, it's it, Bailing Heart Grass, the last important auxiliary material in his Liangyi formula.

Seeing Zhang Deming's happy face, Gu Donglin also smiled and said, "Because of its characteristics, this thing is needed in many Liangyi formulas.

Especially the summoning category, the entire category, this thing is all universal, so this thing is really a scarce resource.

It's really a fluke, old man, I rummaged through all the three warehouses of Huayue to find such a copy.

This is still eighty years ago, the disciples of the Wu family saved it from their mouths.

If it weren't for that, I guess I'd really be talking to my little brother. ”

"That junior is here, thank you seniors for searching so hard." Zhang Deming said with a smile.

Gu Donglin waved his hand and said, "It's okay, after all, yesterday's incident was something I and a few others did wrong, and these compensation should be deserved."

Little brother, since you are a disciple of Tianlingmen, why did you go to Huayue City alone to find resources, I think you should be preparing Liangyi promotion resources, right? ”

Zhang Deming smiled when he heard this, and said, "That's right, the junior is indeed preparing the recipe for Liangyi.

Because of the road, juniors can only use the promotion formula that summons universally, and cannot use the branch formula.

In the early days of the sect, some senior brothers chose to summon the promotion of the Dao, so that the general formula for summoning was somewhat lacking, and the juniors did not want to wait for tens or hundreds of years.

So I simply searched for it myself, and by chance, I knew that Huayue City had such a main material being auctioned, so I rushed over.

Originally, after he succeeded, he wanted to hurry back to the sect, but he never thought about it, but later encountered such a thing. ”

The old monk Fuyuan looked moved at this time, and said: "I don't know if Master Zhang knows that the remnants of the five elements yesterday, why did he look for you to be unlucky?"

A few days ago, because of Huineng's wish for help, I found out that the donor's bad luck has been some days. ”

When Zhang Deming heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "The younger generation is also confused. ”

When Gu Donglin heard this, he spoke: "I heard that your sect recently captured the Aoki Secret Realm Cave Heaven of the Five Elements, is it because of this?" ”

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "This junior is not very clear, this kind of thing, how can a core disciple of the junior be clear?"

However, because of a coincidence before, the younger generation passed through the turtle water broken secret realm of the Five Elements Blessed Land.

I once glanced at that one in a hurry, when he was sealed, the junior and a few Taoist friends, at that time I thought the other party was a corpse, but now I think it's because of the reason at that time.

But at that time, I got a few second-order spells, and I just chose a sword master, I really don't know why this person is staring at the junior.

Hmm······ Maybe it's not staring at the juniors, I watched it yesterday, he seemed to know that the seniors would come, and he deliberately set up an ambush, especially for Master Fuyuan. ”

Zhang Deming's words were sincere, he didn't say any lies, after all, he had a dialogue with Sancai Daxiu who had his heart, and under the power of his heart, the exposure of the fake was not beautiful.

However, Zhang Deming spared the problem in a few words, from being spying to spying.

Fuyuan and Gu Donglin were both slightly stunned, glanced at Zhang Deming, and Fuyuan said: "This should be a disciple of the door, and he was found to be a horse's foot when he passed the message, so he was calculated, and the three of them ended up like this."

As for the old man, in fact, it is not for the old man, the fall of the Five Elements Blessed Land back then has more or less something to do with our Leiyin Temple.

Therefore, yesterday's person did not have hatred for the old man, but hatred for the blessed land of our Leiyin Temple. But because of this, it hurt Huineng's child, alas······"

Zhang Deming's face twitched, looking at Fuyuan, a little speechless, you probe my bottom, I'll touch back, it's normal for everyone to come and go!

You suddenly play this kind of card, is this because I can't take it!

Being a monk is really not a good thing, the disciples are like that, and you have to be used as a gun to block me, has your conscience been eaten by dogs!

Or am I overthinking?

Are you pure, but suddenly you have a feeling?

Or both?

Looking at Fuyuan's joyless and sad appearance, Zhang Deming couldn't see the slightest doorway, he was really an old monster. After a pause, thinking of what happened to Huineng yesterday, after all, he still couldn't continue to talk with a clear conscience.

simply didn't continue to entangle with the old monk, turned his head and found that Gu Donglin also looked low at this time, with grief, Zhang Deming said: "Before I came, I met Qinglian Daoyou, and Daoyou seemed to be a little ······."

When Gu Donglin heard this, he paused and let out a long sigh.

"Alas······ The courage of the literature is broken, the literature is extinguished, the air in the chest is scattered, and the will to die is very strong.

If it weren't for Daoist Hua's prophecy yesterday and his words before he died, Qinglian probably wouldn't even have the motivation to live.

Even today······ Alas······

The road ahead is cut off, the road is hopeless, and the only thing that supports him to survive is probably hoping that one day, he can see that prophecy. ”

When Zhang Deming heard this, his expression flickered, and he thought of the idea of going to the pavilion before.

Changing one's life is waste, there is merit and luck, so what if it is a genius who changes his life and falls?

Before, because he had this idea, he planned to try it, and he didn't lose it anyway. As a result, before he could act, he was suddenly called here.

With all kinds of thoughts flashing in his mind, Zhang Deming hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps, it's not completely hopeless. ”

Gu Donglin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Deming in surprise and said, "Little Brother Zhang, do you have a way?" ”

Zhang Deming paused and said, "Well, I have some ideas, but I don't know if it will succeed or not." ”

Gu Donglin was overjoyed and said: "As long as you have a way to help Qinglian, little brother, if you need anything in the future, you can just say it." ”

Zhang Deming said: "That······ Why don't I try it? ”

Gu Donglin paused and said, "If it doesn't work, what are the consequences?" ”

Zhang Deming shook his head and said: "If it doesn't work, it won't be done, what is he now, what is he still like." ”

When Gu Donglin heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "In this case, little brother, you can just try." ”

With that, he got up and walked out.

Fuyuan glanced at him and didn't say anything to stop him.

Although Huineng was also dead yesterday, their Buddhist family has always paid attention to the penance of entering the world, and there are few people who can make a big wish and have not experienced the misery of the world.

It's just that Huineng, yesterday was a little too bitter.

However, Huineng made a wish yesterday that his cultivation will enter a period of rapid growth, but because of his great wish, he will never be able to enter a certain height in this life.

After all, his original wish had no chance of success, and with his talent, there was hope.

But no matter what, Huineng has survived yesterday's incident, and he will not have the will to die.

And Qinglian ······ In this case, Fuyuan also hopes to improve, after all, the two have been close friends for many years.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming also got up and followed.

······

When everyone came to the place quickly, Zhang Deming took the lead and said: "I'll go alone, I'm afraid that if there are too many people, there are some things that are difficult to say." ”

Gu Donglin paused, glanced at Zhang Deming seriously, nodded for a long time, and said, "Then it's troublesome little brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just try." ”

After that, Zhang Deming left alone, Gu Donglin looked at his back, his eyes were full of expectations.

A few people were about to arrive at the lotus pond, so after a few steps, Zhang Deming came to the pond.

At a glance, in the corner of the pond, in the pavilion, Nangong Cheng is still standing there like a sculpture.

It's also that his body cultivation hasn't been wasted, otherwise standing like this, his body is estimated to be about to be wasted.

Zhang Deming walked into the pavilion again and sat next to the other party standing, so that Nangong Cheng Yuguang could just see him.

Zhang Deming said again without a beginning or a tail: "Let's continue!" ”

Nangong Cheng didn't move, Zhang Deming was not surprised, he sat in the gazebo, changed his posture, folded his hands in front of his chest, and half-leaned on the railing, so as to look at Nangong Cheng's sideways.

"Actually, it's nothing." Zhang Deming said.

The sculptural Nangong Cheng, his body did not move, but his breath fluctuated slightly.

Zhang Deming continued: "Where I used to live, yesterday's events, there were many people who were willing to do so.

And today's places, including Huayue City, where I visit these days, are not uncommon. ”

Nangong Cheng finally reacted, turned his head stiffly, and stared at Zhang Deming with gray eyes, his eyes were calm and terrifying.

As if questioning Zhang Deming and talking about him with these people.

Zhang Deming's heart jumped violently, his spiritual power was running slightly, he was really afraid of overstimulation, this guy suddenly made a move, although it was not bad.

The little monk made a vow, Hua Zhengyu predicted, and both of them vented the things in their hearts.

Only this Nangong Cheng seems to be free and easy, but he is the most unique, and he swallowed that emotion rawly, and if he continues to hold it like this, there may be a problem.

This has nothing to do with the practitioner, this is the root of human nature, or rather, the practitioner is more terrible when distorted.

But the effect of fighting and venting is not the best effect he wants after all.

Seeing that the other party had a reaction, Zhang Deming did not continue to be stimulated, but said: "Of course, yesterday's incident, after all, is not your will, so you can see that you were forced to turn it over." ”

Nangong Cheng's aura fluctuated again, and his gray eyes flickered slightly.

"Ha, it doesn't seem like a good thing, but it should be a lot better than you think now.

There are many forced women in the world, if all of them are like you, wouldn't many people be unable to live?

After all, not everyone has your self-cultivation, and Bigu is hard to resist. Zhang Deming said.

"You ······" Nangong Cheng opened his mouth for the first time after yesterday, his voice was hoarse and dry, a little harsh, in stark contrast to his previous extremely magnetic male voice.

Zhang Deming raised his eyebrows and said, "How?" ”

Nangong Cheng fluctuated for a moment and said, "Do you see the old man as a mortal who is looking for death and life, or a woman?" ”

Between the words, he tried his best to suppress his anger.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Well, it's almost!" But I don't see you as a woman, but ······

Hmm······ In my cognition, it is not an original sin to be able to accept other people's yesterday's affairs, as long as they don't care about my affairs, and it is okay to be consensual.

Therefore, you are with me, and there is no difference between being forced and being forced.

Thinking about it this way, in fact, those yesterday were not as serious as your soul nails, I don't believe you can try it like this. ”

Nangong Cheng's disgraced eyes, his emotions gradually appeared, his eyes opened, stared at Zhang Deming, and did not continue to answer.

Zhang Deming paused, saw that the other party had a look, and no longer continued to be stimulated, but turned his head to lie on the railing, looked at the pond outside, and changed the topic:

"Actually, I also like lotus flowers, I have heard that lotus is the purest thing in the world. Obviously born in a dirty place, but you can be holy and not stained with dust, speaking of which, this is quite similar to the chest qi of many of your books and cultivation. ”

When Nangong Cheng heard this, he spoke for a long time and said, "So what? The old man's courage was broken, his path was hopeless, and his cultivation was almost half useless, so he couldn't make that lotus.

With such a blood feud, it is difficult to have an idea, and he can only point to Hua Daochang's words yesterday to linger. ”

Zhang Deming paused slightly, and said: "It turns out that for this, I have a way." ”

Nangong Cheng's eyes began to have a little glimmer, and he looked at Zhang Deming quietly, waiting for his next step.

"Boring!" Zhang Deming opened his mouth and said: "Have you ever heard that there is a communication between ancient calligraphy and word cultivation?

They don't need to gather courage and condense their hearts, but they can make offerings and export chapters. Out of two, but higher than two! ”

Nangong Cheng said: "Storyteller? ”

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Well, that's right." ”

Nangong Cheng shook his head and said: "It's useless, the reason why this way is becoming more and more rare now, because if you want to cultivate this way, you must first become a Taoist with words."

After cultivating the speech to the Dharma level, you can initially get rid of the format restrictions, and then transfer to the way of calligraphy, and only after the words and books are combined, can you achieve the road of storytelling.

This path is too difficult, and in the era of today's Soul Cultivation Pearl, it is almost over.

Besides, the old man has already achieved a little success in calligraphy, and he is hopeless to enter the Tao when he says goodbye to the Dharma level. ”