Chapter Ninety-Five: All Degraded
I went out of the hall and met a young Taoist with a face full of indignation, but it was also a person in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and when he saw Wang Cunye, he snorted coldly, and when he passed by, a low and clear voice: "Shameless!"
Wang Cunye knew that this person had misunderstood, so he ignored it and went down the mountain.
Even if it is a human immortal peak, it is not easy to go down the mountain, and it took the two of them an hour to go down to the foot of the mountain, but this is a town.
The two people stopped at the same time, only to see the two mountains between the two mountains, the stone gate sealed the sky, a town below, but the mountains and rivers are beautiful, take a closer look, there are thousands of households in a row, the river in front of the town is clear and green, the flow is meandering, it is a good land.
The two of them went down and walked along the bluestone road, along which there were groceries, bamboo and wood workshops, porcelain, silk and satin, inns, and wine shops......
There are not many pedestrians on the street, but they come and go very energetically, and it is very peaceful, Wang Cunye was stunned in his heart, and said with a smile: "If it is a direct collar, it is extraordinary." ”
After saying that, he said, "When we see a carriage and horses, let's rent one and go to the dock?"
Yang Xuan smiled: "What Brother Dao said is true." ”
After looking for a few streets, and seeing the coachman, he went up to talk, and neither of them was the master of the matter, and after a few words, he gave a tael of silver, and went to the dock.
The coachman invited the two of them into the car and smiled: "The two Taoist masters, there are oily paper buns and newly bought dim sum, which you can use when you are hungry on the road." ”
With a shout, the car moved, and only the sound of hooves on the road was heard.
Looking outside, out of the town, and seeing patches of farmland, Wang Cunye was a little surprised, and said, "It's really big, how many people are on this island?"
"This island has the prefecture of Zhi'an Liangfu, and there are six counties of Johor Bahru, Zhongyuan, Lanping, Huazhi, Yunshan, and Gaotai, with a population of 300,000. Yang Xuan said lightly, and when he said this, the two of them were speechless and looked out.
I saw the carriage galloping, gradually smelling the sea breeze, with a burst of sea smell, and then a little further, I listened to a ** wave lapping on the shore, the tide rose and fell.
Yang Xuan and Wang Cunye waited for another half an hour, and when the carriage arrived at the wharf, they got off the wharf and saw more than 100 ships coming and going on the wharf.
Many of them are ordinary ships, not to mention, there is a three-sailing ship not far ahead, which is engraved with mystical patterns, and the spiritual breath flows, which is not an extraordinary ship.
When they got to the sailboat, they showed their papers, and someone on board said, "It just so happens that this ship is about to sail, so come up!"
Wang Cunye jumped and climbed onto the boat.
At this time, a tide came, splashing some fish that were pushed to the shore by the rising tide, and they couldn't stop struggling, Yang Xuan waved his sleeves, and a soft force pushed them all back into the sea, and jumped up without speaking.
"Let's sail!" "The boat is coming, not much to say, then start the sailboat, towards the sea coast of Annan County, at first I don't think, after a while, the sea breeze blows, the ship Lingwen gradually brightened, a layer of red and yellow light appeared, resisting the surging waves, in the sea safely through, the speed is getting faster and faster.
The dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and seeing the heavy rain at sea, Wang Cunye couldn't help but be a little worried, could this ship resist?
"Don't be careful, this sailboat is a master's magic weapon, although it is not as good as a flying boat, but it is extraordinary, unless you encounter a stormy sea that is rare for a hundred years, it is impossible to drown in the sea. ”
Wang Cunye turned his head, but saw that it was Yang Xuan who comforted him.
"I've seen descriptions in the Daozang, but I haven't experienced it myself, so I can't help but feel uneasy. After that, Wang Cunye also smiled.
"Oh?" Yang Xuan seemed to be smiling, raised his eyebrows but did not speak, retreated to the cabin, this cabin still has a platform, there is a tea seat, sat down, took out a piece of rice paper, a brush, and depicted the sea scenery by himself.
When Wang Cunye saw him rising, he didn't bother, and turned to look at the sea and sky.
On the dark sky, at this time, a little heavy rain poured down, hitting the sea, rolling up ripples, Wang Cunye looked down, deep and faint, really can't see the end, it is difficult to measure.
"Boom!", the dragon and snake raged in the sky, and the lightning flew across the sky, and the sky of the sea was lit up by this dazzling electric light, which was a little dazzling.
The heavy rain slapped on the light curtain of the sailboat, rippling and rippling, Wang Cunye turned around, but saw Yang Xuan still waving his big hand inside, and stepped forward to take a look, but saw a girl stepping on the waves jumping on the paper, Wang Yang set off her, the thunder in the sky was raging, and there was only one person between heaven and earth.
Wang Cunye was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but praise: "Dao's friendly handwriting, it's really wonderful, wonderful!"
Just on the good Danqing, Wang Cunye will not praise it like this, what is commendable is that there is also a wonderful rhyme contained in it, which is amazing.
But seeing that Yang Xuan finished painting, he shook the scroll, rolled up the income, and said: "I have nothing to do, I like to paint, and I have been immersed in silver for thirteen years.
When Wang Cunye heard this, he smiled loudly: "Daoyou is such a wonderful pen, if you can't read it all, it is really a big regret in life, this time I go back, don't hide my secrets, but let me appreciate it carefully!"
"Why do you need to go back, I'll take all these ink treasures with me, so why not let Taoist friends read them!" he said and untied a wooden box behind him, and unfolded a picture scroll from it, which was about a hundred thick.
Wang Cunye was suddenly surprised, and didn't want him to carry it with him, so he reached out and took one of them, sat down cross-legged and read it carefully.
Each of these has a different artistic conception, and mixed with nature, at the beginning there was still a little childish, and later Zhang Zhang was extraordinary, with the flow of Taoism, or the bright moon, or the mountains and rivers, or wild flowers, all implying this person's understanding of the avenue.
Flipping through them one by one, Wang Cunye couldn't help frowning while appreciating them: "Fellow Daoist, I look at your paintings, although they are all top-notch, why are they all pictures of ladies!"
Yang Xuan listened, first stunned, and then sighed: "She and I grew up together, but later for the sake of Taoism, but I gave up this relationship, but I missed her so much over the years, and I often painted her in my free time!"
Wang Cunye saw that he said it freely, he couldn't help but look at him, thought about it, and said: "The Tao is friendly to creation, the Danshu is full of feelings, and all of them are cut off, but they are clean and clean, good means, good creation." ”
But he sighed again and again.
Seeing Wang Cunye say this, Yang Xuan didn't reply, just smiled slightly, looked at Haitao with a leisurely look, and stopped talking, just watched quietly.
The next morning, the heavy rain stopped, but the light wind and light rain did not stop, and in the afternoon, the wind and waves rose again.
At this time, the two were already familiar with each other, and they talked about the Tao again and again, or they made a difference, or they talked about the fire, or they called Huang Ting, or they studied their surnames.
Yang Xuan came out of the Xuanmen, his roots were red, and between his words, he could always benefit Wang Cunye a lot.
Yang Xuan was surprised in his heart, although this person in front of him was well-known in the county, he did not have a good teacher, he didn't want to see and hear so widely, and his insights were also profound, which was really extraordinary.
It was another two days, all the way to the west, and the land was faintly visible in front of it, although the hull itself was a magic weapon, but after three days and three nights of wind and rain, the hull was slightly dimmed.
"Land! Daoyou, but it's almost there!" Seeing the land in front of him, Wang Cunye smiled loudly.
Yang Xuan nodded, with a smile: "Well, it's coming, looking at the voyage, you can reach the other side in the afternoon, it's really hard to endure three nights of wind and rain!"
"Hmm. When Wang Cunye heard this, he agreed.
In the same way, you can see that the mainland is also very far away, and it is already seen in the morning, and it is close to dusk before arriving on the land.
Wang Cunye sighed again and again: "Such a long waterway, but it has never been traveled, although in Hongming County, it is often up and down the Xin River by boat, but it is not as vast as this cloud barren sea area." ”
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Naturally, it can't be compared, but I don't know how many steps it takes to get to Annan Dao Palace if I go now!"
It has been a month since the new disciples arrived, and the various foremen and elders already knew it, and in the afternoon, several Taoists came to the hall to discuss with each other.
At this time, the hall master had not yet come, and a Taoist was pondering, and someone asked, "What are you thinking about this?"
"Oh, I'm thinking about the fact that I led these twenty people, I have seen all these twenty people, and they are basically qualified, it is really difficult to really select the top seedlings!"
A Taoist on the other side smiled disapprovingly: "It's the first time for you to think like this, I've taken it a few times, and I've removed this heart." ”
"These people are all immortals, except for a few people who have piled up medicines, the other ones don't have roots, luck, and talent? ”
Another person smiled: "This is true, but even in this, there is still a difference between advantages and disadvantages." ”
Before the words fell, I heard a noise outside, a Taoist wrinkled, and as soon as his long sleeves were full, the water mirror was unfolded in the hall.
Take a closer look, I saw more than 20 new Taoists making noise in front of the door, the voice came faintly, these Taoists glanced at each other, they all sneered, they had presided over such many assessments, I had never seen such a bold and reckless person, at this time a Taoist said coldly: "Such nonsense, besieging the front of the palace, I thought it was okay?"
Before the words fell, I listened to a person say: "That's right, these people are going to be degraded." ”
Everyone was shocked, looked up, and saw that it was the hall master who came in and said, these elders saluted together, the hall master nodded and smiled, and sighed: "This cultivation material also has luck." ”
Everyone was surprised, they didn't know why he said this, and they were busy asking for advice, so they listened to the hall master say: "Heaven and earth are all the same, only a few people are not thin, or lucky, or have the earth's leylines, or have ancestors, or the current situation, but even so, the spirit of Qingming is always a minority." ”
"The Taoist monks were originally placed above tens of thousands of people to select people with a strong foundation and wisdom, but now more than 600 people are selected in three years, and there are 3,000 in a generation and 20 years, which is several times more than the imperial court elected jinshi - the imperial court selects jinshi at a time, but there are only 200 people. ”
"Those who have been chosen in this way are not pure, although they all have some foundations, but there are also many perverse and evil people, so those who should be degraded must be degraded, and these people are like this, in order to emulate, what do you think?" said the hall master at last.
Although some people think that this is a bit too ruthless, everyone present has a mind, this quota is only ten, and they should respond immediately: "What the hall master said is true!"
(To be continued)