Mei Zhenyi was still in retreat, and Zhiyan met with the two heads of the mountain worship in the main hall of Wuhu Villa, and Liu Hai and other disciples were also present.

The Four Seasons Scholar is as his name suggests, the green shirt and big sleeves are very elegant, this sword fairy is very much like a scholar, but the conversation is not pedantic and has the meaning of dust, from the temperament point of view, Yun Miao has the true inheritance of the master. Zhiyan was slightly surprised by the repeated return to dust, she was very delicate, her appearance looked less than thirty years old, wearing an apricot yellow skirt with purple silk at her waist, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyebrows looked cold.

Gu Yunchuan's stunt talisman Xianxia technique really lived up to its reputation, and the Four Seasons Book sat down only after a seat from her, and within two feet of his body of Repeatedly Guichen, he couldn't get close, and there were invisible needles in the air.

The two heads of the sect first expressed their gratitude to Zhiyan and conveyed their admiration to Zhengyi Zhenren, who was still in retreat, and then talked about business. Yun Miao and Shui Wuxian became Taoist couples, and they were happy to see it, and Gu Yunchuan set up another head disciple. After so many years of fighting between the two factions, it has finally been repaired today.

The sword washing pool sword fighting meeting will be held as scheduled, the invitation has already gone out, and some guests such as Bao Feng Zhenren, who has ascended to the immortal realm, cannot be notified separately, so they have to welcome guests in the sword washing pool, as if this is a grand event in the cultivation world, Mei Zhenyi and Zhiyan are still invited to bring their disciples to the meeting.

Zhiyan nodded and smiled: "Zhenyi had already expected this, and he left a sentence before the retreat - if the Qingcheng Sword Sect and Guyunchuan no longer compete for the Sword Washing Pool, this grand event will still be held as scheduled, I have a suggestion." The Four Seasons Book and the Returning Dust asked in unison, "What do you suggest?"

Mei Zhenyi's suggestion is to still fight for swords, but it is not to fight for the sword washing pool, nor is it a fight between the two factions of Qingcheng and Guyun, since the elders of each faction have been invited to come and observe, these elders will definitely bring the younger disciples. Let these junior disciples go down to the field to learn from each other, exchange and confirm with each other, the so-called sword fighting does not have to be fought with swords, and all kinds of magic weapons and spells that they are good at can be cast.

The Four Seasons Book praised: "This plan is very wonderful, and it can be used to play the magic methods of each family and learn from each other." ”

Repeat Guichen thought for a while: "I also agree with this proposal, but if the younger disciples are not careful, will it hurt the harmony." If there is a dispute in the heart, it will damage the state of mind. ”

Zhiyan explained: "It depends on the comprehension of each of the younger disciples. It is so rare to confirm the competition, but he can't see through the opportunity between victory and defeat, it is not a material for cultivating immortals, Changzheng can use this to examine his disciples and know how to teach. ...... As for the acting, there is no need to hurt people, such as the Qingcheng Sword Sect's Split Blade Feihong, and my Qingyi Sanshan's Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder, which are powerful spells. Demonstrate to each other to know that the two sides are highly cultivated, and there is no need to fight together. ”

Repeatedly Guichen patted the case lightly and said: "I didn't think so deeply, it is wonderful to promote the art of the competition in the door among the various factions!"

The matter was decided. Four Seasons Book and Repeated Returns glanced at each other, got up together and walked to the middle of the living room, bowed to Zhiyan: "There is one more thing, I implore the fairy to agree!" The two heads don't need to be polite!" Zhiyan stretched out his hand to help in the air, but now the two of them were reluctant to get up with their mana, so they didn't force it, and held the table with their hands and said: "What's the matter, it's okay to say it directly." ”

"After thirty-six years of fighting for the Sword Washing Pool, and now that we have found something more important than the Sword Washing Pool, we suddenly realize that this battle is not profitable. Our two factions no longer want to fight. However, the ownership of the sword washing pool has not been decided. According to the theory of fate, all the elders in the sect unanimously agreed. In the name of our two factions, we will give the Sword Washing Pool to the Flame Fairy. Please do not refuse. ”

The two factions discussed that they would give the sword washing pool to Zhiyan, either to Mei Zhenyi or Qingyi Sanshan, or to Zhiyan Fairy himself. The disciples of Guyunchuan have great favors to the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and Qingcheng can't compete with Guyunchuan for the sword pool, on the other hand, the disciples of Qingcheng also have great favors for Guyunchuan, and Guyunchuan is not easy to fight again.

Simply cut off the dispute and give the sword washing pool to Zhiyan, this is a good way for them to think of. The recovery of the Qinglian Treasure Lantern and the confirmation of the inheritance of the Guyunchuan Dao system were done on the surface by the clouds and the water without a trace, but the discerning people knew in their hearts that this was facilitated by Zhiyan's efforts. As for Mei Zhenyi, he really didn't make any effort, he has been in retreat.

Zhiyan got up and saluted back, "Thank you!" She never did things unnecessarily polite, and she didn't say anything prevaricated, since the two factions wanted to send it, she accepted it.

Mei Zhenyi is still in retreat, the heads of the two factions want to rush back to the sword washing pool to prepare for the grand meeting a month later, so they have to say goodbye first, because after this grand meeting, the sword washing pool will return to Zhiyan, Zhiyan sent Hu Chun and Yuan Chong to lead more than ten junior disciples to go with the two heads to assist in the preparations.

On the third day after they left, Mei Zhenyi walked down the Fangzheng Peak, this time without alarming the disciples in the mountain, and came to the Dianxia Pavilion of Chengshu Peak, and asked the master for peace first. His eyes were clear and his expression was calm, he no longer had the trance-like state he had after the last time he went out of the customs, and he walked up the mountain with his clothes fluttering, but there was no trace of abnormality, and he looked more like an ordinary person.

"Master is not here, since the last time I went to Heaven to visit the red sperm, Master said that it would take a long time to see, and I went to the fairy world to hang out. Left a sentence to answer your question, the heart ape Wukong was once a flickering wick cut by immeasurable light. The Zhiyan Fairy was waiting for him in the Dining Xia Pavilion and relayed Zhong Liquan's words.

"I see. Mei Zhenyi didn't say anything more, sat down beside Zhiyan, and looked at the Taoist monk smiling without saying a word.

Zhiyan asked a little strangely: "Why are you looking at me like this, don't you know?"

Mei Zhenyi held one of her hands and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't know, but I see that the old man is like new, so I have joy in my heart, I have been in retreat for a year, and you have solved everything." ”

Zhiyan also smiled: "Look at you again, you are also different, you only left two sentences after the two exits, one is to ask Qingcheng and Guyun what is more important than the sword washing pool? Now I see you have a feeling. ”

Mei Zhenyi: "How do you feel?"

Zhiyan: "I can't tell, I can't tell you clearly, I can only see it in people like Qingfeng, Guan Zizai, and Da Tianzun, but now it seems to be felt in you." ”

Mei Zhenyi smiled and asked, "Do you only feel it now?"

Zhiyan blinked his eyes and said, "You and the Heart Ape Wukong tried the method, in my opinion, it is still a complete period of cultivation, and it can't be regarded as a halfway out." Actually, it should have been there a year ago, but until today. I can see it clearly. ”

Mei Zhenyi nodded: "It's normal, I didn't realize it myself until today." ”

Zhiyan leaned on his shoulder and asked playfully: "As soon as you become an immortal, then I will test you, Qingcheng and Guyun have eliminated their previous suspicions, and Yun Miao and Shui Wuxian have also become Taoist couples, these should not be talked about in your expectation, but who does the Sword Washing Pool belong to now?"

Mei Zhenyi reached out and hugged her shoulders and laughed: "Then you still need to ask, of course it's yours." ”

Zhiyan: "How can you say anything?"

Mei Zhenyi: "The sword washing pool is the origin of the dispute, if I incarnate as the elders of the two factions of Qingcheng and Guyun." There is no better solution. Since they all receive your great favor and don't want to fight anymore, the best way is to give it to you, and cut off the obsession of right and wrong. Such a rare blessing, if you can't see the gains and losses, it will be in vain for a lifetime of cultivation. After speaking, he nodded and said, "Hmm." This can be regarded as the method of cutting the heart ape. Zhiyan covered his mouth and smiled: "Don't talk about the heart-cutting ape, there is another happy event in the mountain, see if you can deduce it?"

Mei Zhenyi said without blinking: "Zhang Guo became an immortal." ”

Zhiyan pinched him: "Zhang Guochengxian, you already knew it in your heart, but you didn't say the whole thing." Zhang Guo and Xingyun returned to the mountain yesterday, and there was one more person in the entourage. ”

During Mei Zhenyi's retreat, Zhang Guo, who was far away in Guanzhong's Mei family, cultivated to the end of the world's law, and flew into an immortal three months ago, and did not stay in the immortal world for a long time, and immediately returned from the boundless mystical Fangguang world, because before he ascended, Xingyun gave birth to a big fat boy for him, named Mei Sien.

Why didn't Zhang Guodi's son have the surname Zhang? This was decided after he discussed with Xingyun, and Zhang Guoben had no surname. This surname is taken casually. He is a black plum into the essence, and he is a slave of the Mei family and receives the grace of the fairy fate. So the eldest son's surname is Mei Sien. This kind of thing was very common in ancient times, and it was generally necessary for the head of the family to give a surname. And Zhang Guo and Xingyun decided so by themselves.

First has a son and then becomes an immortal, I have to take the child back to Qingyi Sanshan to let Mei Zhenyi meet, and he and Xingyun will come back.

Mei Zhenyi said with a smile after hearing this: "Zhang Guo and Xingyun Shi Tai have children, and it is also expected, Shi Tai is very embarrassed to be thin-skinned, so he has not said the news." ”

Zhiyan: "Don't always call someone else's teacher, it's not for a long time, now it's Mrs. Zhang, the Nebula Layman." ”

Mei Zhenyi patted her head: "I really can't call her that anymore, I've been used to it since I was a child, and I can't change my mouth." ”

Zhiyan quipped: "You helped the old slave kidnap the pretty abbot of Cuiting Nunnery, I don't know how the Guanzi Bodhisattva will feel?"

Mei Zhenyi: "This is what Zhang Guo and Chu Yunxing want, as it should be, no matter what the Bodhisattva thinks, he will not care about me." Do you still remember when we went out of Wuzhou and traveled to the West Sea? Zhang Guo went to invite Xingyun and asked her if she would like to change into civilian clothes and travel with the mountains and rivers, Xingyun readily agreed, and the fate was there. ”

Zhiyan: "You suddenly mentioned the events of the year again, do you want to travel again?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded: "I haven't seen each other for a year in retreat, Gu'er and Sui'er are okay to say, but they will inevitably snub Yuzhen and Xing'er, this time the scenery along the way to the sword pond is good, we will take a boat from Qingyi into the Yangtze River eastward, and you can also travel for more than half a month, then you and I will go to the sword pond again." ”

Zhiyan: "Very good, Xing'er and Tiyo must be happy, so I will tell Ying Yuan to prepare." ”

After the discussion, the two Taoist couples walked down Chengshu Peak to meet Zhang Guo in the grass house, and Master Xingyun held his son who was less than one year old, and his face was flushed and he was embarrassed to look up. In terms of seniority, the infant Xiao Sien can be regarded as Mei Zhenyi's peers, but Zhang Guo and Xingyun don't want to say so, so they let Liu Hai call Mei Sien his junior brother.

Of course, there must be gifts when they meet, whether it is to reward red envelopes according to the customs of the world, or to give a panacea as an immortal, Mei Zhenyi will definitely not be stingy with this child. Zhang Guo came just in time, and stayed in Qingyi Sanshan for the time being, and there was nothing serious, occasionally instructing Liu Hai and others to deal with the affairs of Sanshan, he was the first head of the Mei family. And Mei Zhenyi was ready to leave the mountains for a tour, and went back to tell Princess Yuzhen that she would take her and Xing'er to play in the mountains and rivers, and Yuzhen was of course high

Three days later, two boats sailed out of Qingyi Lake into the Qingyi River. In front is a big boat, the upper and lower two layers of carved beams and painted columns, embroidered brocade floating curtain lacquer jade for the column, as graceful and luxurious, at a glance is the pleasure boat of the public waiting house, ordinary people have money and dare not publicly decorate, of course the boat is Princess Yuzhen and other relatives. Behind is a brand-new caravan, with three large warehouses in the front, middle and back, which can accommodate more than a dozen people and daily necessities.

There is a small hall in front of the second floor of the boat, and on the bow side is a crescent door with a curtain and a balustrade. Princess Yuzhen and her son sat behind the curtain and watched the scenery along the river. Don't look at Xing'er, who usually looks like a naughty monkey. But in front of his mother, he was like a kitten, eating snacks and talking to Princess Yuzhen.

Mei Zhenyi stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the stirred waves and the passing river with her back hand. These two boats walked much faster than ordinary boats, and they did not raise their sails or oars along the river, and at noon they arrived at the foot of Qingyi Mountain, and the distant shore was where he and Qingfeng met Huanglong Zen Master. It is also the place where Zhang Demon King painted the land and crossed the river to block the good and fearless.

Mei Zhenyi's boat gradually caught up with a slightly smaller boat in the middle of the river, and heard a sound of knots and strings, and a man chanted aloud in the boat—

Xisai along the river island, Nanling asked the post building.

The tide is flat and wide. The wind stops the sails.

Go to Huaiqianpu, the vast sunset.

The stone is in the way of the rakshasas, and the mountain is secluded.

The fiery Mei Genye, the smoke fan Yang Yezhou.

Who's home is rejuvenated and stays, accompanied by Lai Shagull.

The faint sound of poetry was very ethereal, but of course it was heard clearly by Mei Zhenyi's ears, and at this time a few gulls and herons flew over the river. This poem has a good artistic conception, the person who wrote the poem is very talented, and mortals speak without the witty words of the immortals, and there are a few sentences that he does not understand too clearly. Mei Zhenyi also became interested. Clenched his fists and said, "The ark in front of you." Can you have a chance?"

There was a middle-aged man in his forties in the front boat, drinking wine and reciting poetry with a cup. There was also a group of banquet prostitutes around to play the piano, and suddenly heard Mei Zhenyi's voice from behind the boat. It's like saying hello in your ear. The man hurriedly got up and walked to the bow of the boat, only to see a magnificent boat caught up behind him, which at first glance was the thing that the family was riding. The boatman was very skillful in handling the boat, and in a moment he had come to the side of the boat, the bow of which was no more than four feet away and was firmly parallel to the middle of the river.

On the bow of the boat stood a young man, with three strands of long hair and a handsome appearance, dressed as a gentleman. In the Kaiyuan period, it was not uncommon for the children of nobles to travel in Taoist clothes, and even a kind of social leisure fashion, even the middle-aged man in the boat here was wearing a long-sleeved shirt similar to a Taoist robe, so this dress was not very special.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the Taoist standing on the bow of the ship, he knew that this other party had an extraordinary background, and he was definitely a noble son with a very wealthy background, and he smiled faintly and said: "The people of Mengshan in Xiangyang are polite!

Isn't he Meng Haoran? A family of idyllic poets on the same level as Wang Wei, not to mention a thousand years later, is now quite famous, and the style of poetry in the Tang Dynasty is the most prosperous in the ages, and Mei Zhenyi has certainly heard of him.

"Mr. calls himself a Monsan, my surname is Mei, so call me Meishan. I heard Mr.'s poems in the boat, and the artistic conception was leisurely, and I specially presented a jar of Wuzhou wine Lao Chunhuang, a seat of specialty dishes, and added to drink and taste, and I didn't want to bother Brother Meng uninvited. "The ancients called themselves mountain people with many meanings, which can refer to people who cultivate immortals, or they may be humble and have no official position.

As she spoke, Mei Zhenyi jumped into the bow of Meng Haoran's boat, holding a jar of wine in her left hand and a vermilion lacquer food box in her right hand. Meng Haoran's eyes flickered, and the other party was already on the boat, it seems that this Meishan man is also proficient in martial arts, I didn't see anything in his hand just now, so I guess I didn't see it clearly.

The visitor's surname is Mei, this place is Wuzhou, and then look at the grandeur of the other party's ship, it must be the son of the Nanlu Mansion. Meng Haoran had traveled to Chang'an the year before last, and had heard that the Duke of Nanlu was from the Mei clan in Wuzhou. He thought that the other party would invite him over, but he didn't expect the Meishan people to jump over by themselves, and they were slightly surprised with wine and food.

"The mountain people have elegance, if you don't think this boat is cold, please go to the cabin to talk about it. Meng Haoran waved his sleeves and lifted the curtain, looking high, and welcomed Mei Zhenyi into the cabin. ordered the banquet prostitute to rearrange the table, replaced the wine and food brought by Mei Zhenyi, and the two sat down to drink and chat.

"I just heard that Brother Meng chanted a sentence to the mountain Bo Jingting, knowing that it was an improvisation, and his talent was admirable. But what is the explanation of the fiery Mei Genye in the poem? What does the stone refer to when the Rakshasa is hindered? I forgive you for being shallow in knowledge and not being able to fully comprehend it, please advise. "The ancients sometimes used the poetry too obscurely, and it was really difficult for others to understand, Mei Zhenyi didn't understand these two sentences just now, and asked Meng Haoran for advice in person.

Meng Haoran was already a little drunk, and when he heard Mei Zhenyi ask, he explained with a slight sense of self-satisfaction: Of course, Megan is not the root of the plum tree, it is the name of a place under Jiuhua Mountain, and the fire describes the vigorous fire, which is the place where copper has been produced and smelted since ancient times, and Meng Haoran traveled by not long ago. This sentence is blazing Mei Genye, and the next sentence is connected with Yang Yezhou, a smoke fan.

As for Shi Feng Rakshasa, Mei Zhenyi understood every word, but he didn't understand what it meant? Rakshasa is a short translation of the Sanskrit word Luo Chasha, and it can also refer to wicked people and evil things.

Listening to the words, Meng Haoran spoke naturally and elegantly, but Mei Zhenyi understood more clearly than the original words from a bystander's perspective-

It is said that Meng Haoran was born in Xiangyang, and in his early years, he has been a self-recluse in Lumen Mountain, watching the servants in the countryside every day, reading books, writing poems, fishing, drinking, and bubble girls.

In this way, he has been "living in seclusion" until he is forty years old, and he can no longer "hide", because he can't become Jiang Shang and Kong Ming like this, and there is no King Wen and Liu Bei to invite him. So the year before last, Meng Haoran left Lumen Mountain to be a scholar, and then he made friends with famous people in Chang'an. The characters in the sample plot are not easy to portray.

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