Master Wen Sheng pointed to the high and dark sky above the bamboo forest, pointed to the starry dots hanging in between, and said, "There is an immortal realm above the nine heavens, and the path to immortality is also the ultimate goal of cultivators. The world says that cacti are in charge of the wind and rain in the world, and every star in the night dome is an immortal, but there are not a few cultivators who have become immortals for countless years, and those stars have not changed in any way. What's more, those stars will also fall, be refined by craftsmen, and then become the outer iron. ”

Bai Jiu followed the teacher's finger and looked at the night sky, but he didn't know what the teacher was saying.

"There are immortals above the Nine Heavens, but they are the same as us, but they have reached a higher upper realm, just like the demons of the underworld who want to climb out of the abyss and come to the human world."

"How can the fate of man be arranged one day?"

Wen Sheng suddenly laughed.

Bai Jiu was still silent, but in fact, these words that he had never heard before fell into his ears, and a huge wave had already been set off in his heart.

Wen Sheng continued: "Spring flowers, summer Zen, autumn moon, winter snow and four seasons are reincarnated. The sun rises and sets, the clouds return to the clouds, the moon is full and the moon is broken, and birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. When you are in the middle of heaven and earth, you will learn to think, and you will have countless questions, and you will also have fears. When the First Wise Man looked up at the starry sky and people had doubts about the world, that was the moment when that question was born—who was in charge of everything in the world? ”

Bai Jiu replied, "Isn't the righteousness of heaven and earth the way of heaven?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng shook his head and continued: "A hundred years ago, Emperor Tang wanted to become an immortal and left, and the Southern Heavenly Dao Gate found the blood of the Heavenly Dao in the spiritual rain, but what is the blood of the Heavenly Dao? ”

Bai Jiu remembered the words that the Tang Emperor said in the Tang Tomb - such a great existence.

Bai Jiu suddenly felt cold all over his body, and his back was full of cold sweat. His voice trembled and he asked, "Could it be that Heavenly Dao is actually a creature?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng looked at his pale face and comforted: "Maybe the two Heavenly Dao are two things. ”

Bai Jiu suddenly said: "If it is something outside the sky, there are nine heavenly immortals above the human world, there is nothing to do in the upper realm, how can the blood of the heavenly dao fall in the lower realm?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng glanced at him, sighed softly, and said: "In the past hundreds of years, there has been no one in the world who has risen except for the east wind, the real people of the Daomen have chosen to practice in the pure peak and valley, the Buddhist temples have been guarding the deep mountains and not moving, and the Sword Sect is fearless but unwilling to open the sky with a sword, why is this?" ”

Bai Jiu was silent, but his wet back was about to form ice.

Lord Wen Sheng looked at the night dome above his head, and after being silent for a moment, he said: "The immortals of the two forgotten peaks of the Daomen are strange, the underworld of the Western Wilderness Abyss is restless, and the Sword Sect Spirit Sword Mountain has fallen to the Immortal Sword. More than ten years ago, the spiritual rain fell on the world, and the broken sword that fell into the South China Sea. ”

"There may be something in the sky."

Speaking of this, Lord Wen Sheng suddenly sighed and shook his head with a self-deprecating expression: "Of course, these are not evidence, and we can only get closer and closer to this speculation." The truth may be completely different from the guess. ”

Bai Jiu asked, "Is there anything in this world that a teacher can't know?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng shook his head and said slowly, "The length of cultivation time may represent the realm, but it cannot represent omniscience. Although reading is like traveling thousands of miles, but the hardships of the road will not be understood, not to mention that there are millions of books in the world, how can there be a time to finish reading. ”

Bai Jiu was silent for a moment and said, "It turns out that the teacher is not omniscient. ”

Lord Wen Sheng smiled and said, "Born as a human being, how can there be a person who knows everything." It's just that experience is experience, and reading is to look at other people's hearts, as the so-called standing on the shoulders of giants to look at high places, such as climbing high and looking far away. Therefore, reading will take into account, although it cannot be omniscient, but it can understand the truth....... For example, this one. ”

Bai Jiu was puzzled: "What is the truth?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng suddenly looked at Bai Jiu, his eyes gradually deepened, and he said slowly: "There is no such thing as an existence in this world for no reason, just like you. ”

There is indeed no reason in this world, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects, fish, ants, and ants still spare their lives, and a flower is a world, and naturally each has its own reason.

There are thousands of truths in the book, this kind of truth is the most obvious, Bai Jiu naturally understands, but he knows that what the teacher said is by no means so simple, and there is a deep meaning attached to it.

Bai Jiu was born in the Bai family in Nanyang, grew up in the Chen family in Xiliang, practiced in Yongan Qingfeng Temple, and is now studying on Zhushan. Life is only 20 years, but I have already experienced too many things. If you are born like this, this is fate, but what is fate?

Looking at Bai Jiu's puzzled and wrong expression, Lord Wensheng shook his head slightly and said, "Life is like grass and trees, born for the sake of it. Facing the rising sun, he also walked on the road. The Taoist sect calls it the Mandate of Heaven, and those people in the Buddhist sect are also called Hongchen cause and effect, in fact, they are all the same truth, that is, the past life and this life. ”

Lord Wensheng's gaze gradually deepened, and he looked at the sky in the distance, as if he had passed through time.

"Do you believe in past and present lives?"

Bai Jiu knelt on the ground, and when he heard Lord Wensheng's question, he slowly raised his head and replied seriously: "My memory starts from this life, and I only think about the current moment. If there really is an afterlife, it will be later, and the disciples have not considered it. ”

Lord Wensheng smiled lightly when he heard this, and praised: "It's not in vain to study for many years. ”

Scholars read to breathe a sigh of relief, and if they still think about the strange forces that have not been reached, it is really ridiculous.

"It all started a hundred years ago, and although it was strange from the sky, the world was still peaceful. Now because of your appearance, the world is not ready to wait. Those in Yew Garden think that you are an immortal in the sky, Buddhism believes that you are the reincarnation of a great demon crawling out of the abyss, and the Dao Gate tends to be in between. ”

His gaze retracted from the distance, turned to Bai Jiu, and asked slowly, "So what do you think?" ”

Everyone's belief is just speculation.

Bai Jiu didn't know how to answer this question, his body didn't tremble, but his heart had already set off a monstrous wave, it turned out that this was what everyone really thought of him.

He was silent for a long time, not thinking, but making up his mind.

"For many years, disciples have been just ordinary people. It was only from the beginning of my contact with the practice that the disciples found that I was actually unusual. ”

Lord Wensheng asked, "What's unusual?" ”

Bai Jiu said: "There is a sea in my body. ”

.............

The stars are high in the sky, but the night is no longer so deep, but gradually brightens with the starlight. The crescent moon in the distance hangs obliquely, not competing with the stars, and showing a faint light. Two different kinds of brightness fall into the bamboo mountain, the stagnant water flows in the mountain, and the bright light is reflected in the pool.

The edge of the pool was very quiet, and both the master and apprentice fell into silence for a long time.

Lord Wen Sheng looked up at the tall and arrogant Sky Dome and said leisurely: "If it is really as you say, there may really be no one in this world except the Tang Emperor who can solve your physical problems. ”

But if it is really as he says, what is the way of heaven? If it is just a natural rule in people's mouths, then why is it such a great existence in the mouth of the Tang Emperor? ”

"If it is really a conscious existence, why is it falling into the world at this time? What happened in the sky, the people in the world are like ants, the way of heaven is invisible, more ruthless, I am afraid that something big will happen. ”

Bai Jiu looked at the starry teacher standing by the pool, thought for a moment, and said in a deep and firm voice: "But teacher, you are not an ant. ”

Lord Wen Sheng laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of grandeur and heroism.

The calm bamboo mountain suddenly burst into laughter, and followed the cliff away, piercing the sky. The clouds in the sky creeped around in horror, as if they were avoiding in terror. It wasn't until Lord Wensheng's laughter stopped that calm returned to the place.

Lord Wen Sheng stood on the edge of the pool, looking at the wrinkled pool gradually calming down, and after being silent for a long time, he said with emotion: "Fighting big with small, gamblers are also changing their lives against the sky." ”

There is no shortage of gambling houses in Yong'an City, and even at the time of the Qianlong test, because the number of bets in the Liberal Arts Academy is extremely large, Bai Jiu has also become an incredible existence among gamblers. At that time, Bai Jiu had not yet made a name for himself in the world, and people didn't understand why the liberal arts academy at that time was so desperate, like a gambler, and now they can only sigh that it was the eyes of those big names in the liberal arts academy at that time.

Of course, those big people are not gamblers, and Lord Wensheng is not, this is actually a kind of atmosphere.

If you fail, it will be an ant shaking the goshawk, but if you succeed, you will create a legend. The words of Master Wensheng represent the scholarly vitality that contemporary scholars should have, and it is also the concept of today's liberal arts colleges. Bai Jiu understood the meaning of these words, and he understood the deep meaning of this, it is not suitable to be born as a human being, and he should give it a go.

Bai Jiu leaned down, his head was heavily buckled on the edge of the pool, and he said with a sincere expression: "The disciple has been taught." ”

Tonight's conversation is a bit mysterious, even completely retreating, back to reality. What he really has to face now is what the cultivation world thinks of him. The forces of all continents may be afraid of Zhushan behind Bai Jiu, but for the sake of the righteousness of the world, the sects of thousands of ages, such as Daomen, Wuwu Temple, and Sword Sect, naturally do not care about Zhushan's opinion.

The challenger that awaits at the foot of Zhushan today is a good illustration.

What Bai Jiu has to face now is not the mysterious Heavenly Dao, but the troubles that continue to gather under the mountain over time.

He looked up at Lord Wen Sheng and asked, "Teacher, what should the people under the mountain do, there is a swordsman in the morning, who should be a follower of the Sword Sage." ”

Lord Wen Sheng didn't go to see him, nor did he go to see Ye Poor, but glanced at the West and smiled indifferently: "The monk has been doing things that are beneficial to the world, but after sitting alone in the abyss for so many years, there will always be times when he is confused." ”

Bai Jiu was puzzled: "What does the teacher mean?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng sneered slightly: "The problem is here, of course, you have to solve it, do you still need to ask?" ”

Bai Jiu's face was a little ugly and asked, "Do you want to fight?" ”

Lord Wen Sheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "The challenge is naturally to fight, when the problem under the mountain is solved, I will tell you the next thing." ”

..........

Lord Wensheng disappeared into the night breeze and the sea of bamboo, and Bai Jiu had been sitting on the edge of the pool, holding the piece of paper with the book of heaven written in his hand, thinking about the previous words in his mind.

When the morning light was faint, Bai Jiu woke up from the silence and quietly stared at the pond.

The still water reflects the morning light, like a jar of sake, which is more and more mellow.

There was clear water and light in Bai Jiu's eyes, and the two gradually merged, as if reflected in the glass.

The bamboo mountain woke up in the light, and a heavy fog arose in the mountain, and the green bamboo was hazy in the fog.

He got up and left, and then walked down the wet mountain path towards the mountain.

The morning mist is still hazy all the way, and the green bamboo sandwich road greets each other, and the top of the mountain reaches the clouds.

When I came to the top of the mountain, the stone passed over and the cliff came out, and I saw a piece of flowers.

Hua Jin was waiting for him.

In a pavilion in the middle of the ping, Lord Wensheng sat in it, and beside him were two senior brothers

Chai Le looked at Bai Jiu and smiled gently, and said, "It's been hard these days. ”

Wen Yuan glanced at him and didn't speak, but his expression was a little softer than before.

Bai Jiu knelt in front of Lord Wensheng and kowtowed respectfully three times.

The dust in the pavilion was imprinted on his forehead, and he stood up, took a new cup of tea from Hua Jin's hand, and then walked up to Lord Wensheng and offered it with both hands.

Lord Wensheng took the tea and took a sip slowly, and the apprenticeship ceremony was completed.

Since then, Lord Wensheng has one more disciple, and Zhushan has one more junior brother.

The light fell to the top of the mountain, and the figures of the five fell into the morning light.

In the hazy morning mist, Lord Wensheng stroked his beard, looked at the round warmth in the distance, and smiled.

At this moment, the mountains and rivers are in the arms, and the saints are like immortals.