In the distant Haoqing Sect, there is a misty sea of clouds where many male monks live. They practice hard day and night in order to master more powerful spells and to stand out among countless practitioners. However, in this sect that values strength, the male monks all have a special expectation deep in their hearts.
That day, Senior Sister Ling appeared in their sights. Her beauty, elegance, and nobility captivated all the friars. Her smile is like the spring sunshine, warm and bright; her eyes are like the autumn lake, deep and charming. The appearance of Senior Sister Ling allowed those male monks who were tired from practicing to find a ray of comfort and hope.
"Hey, look, Senior Sister Ling is smiling at me!" a monk exclaimed.
"Go away, senior sister Ling is obviously smiling at me, okay?" the monk next to her retorted.
"Senior Sister Ling seems to be more beautiful! What do you think?" Another monk couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes! Senior Sister Ling's eyes are even more seductive!" Everyone agreed.
However, one day, Senior Sister Ling suddenly disappeared. Without any warning, without any message, she just disappeared. The friars were in panic. They searched everywhere but could not find any clues. Her disappearance made the hearts of the monks feel as cold as if they were covered with ice and snow.
Then, one night, a letter arrived among the friars. That was written by Senior Sister Ling. She said in the letter that she left because she found a new way of practicing, a way that could make her stronger. She hoped that the friars would understand her decision and support her.
After reading the letter, the monks felt a little disappointed, but they were more filled with blessings and expectations. They knew that Senior Sister Ling chose this path in order to pursue a higher realm and to protect the male monks like them. They decided to practice harder and make themselves stronger to protect Senior Sister Ling and the sect.
Senior Sister Ling's beauty, elegance, and nobility, as well as her smile and eyes, have become the motivation for the male monks to practice hard. They knew that only by becoming stronger could they be worthy of Senior Sister Ling's beauty and elegance. They know that only by becoming stronger can they protect this sect and protect Senior Sister Ling.
As the days passed, the male monks finally made significant progress in their practice. Their strength has been significantly improved, and their temperament has become more mature and stable. They knew that all this was brought to them by Senior Sister Ling.
That day, Senior Sister Ling came back. She became more beautiful, elegant and noble. Her smile is like the spring sunshine, warm and bright; her eyes are like the autumn lake, deep and charming. She looked at the mature, stable, and powerful male monks in front of her and smiled with satisfaction.
"Senior Sister Ling, welcome back!" the male monks said in unison. Their faces were filled with happy smiles. Their hearts were filled with expectations for the future and admiration for Senior Sister Ling.
Since then, Senior Sister Ling has become the role model and goal for male monks to practice. They know that only by constantly pursuing higher realms and practicing hard like Senior Sister Ling can they become truly strong.
Above the sea of clouds of Hao Qing Sect, the male monks and Senior Sister Ling practiced together, progressed together, and grew together. Their story has become the most beautiful legend of the Hao Qing Sect. Their stories tell us that only by constantly pursuing higher realms and working hard to practice can we become truly strong and protect everything we cherish.
In the vast universe, Ling Xue's residence is like a bright pearl, independent of the world, shining with mysterious and alluring light. Here, with cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, it is spacious and comfortable, and the windows are bright and clean. It seems to be a fairyland that cannot be touched by dust.
Outside the courtyard, various rare spiritual plants and spiritual beasts live among them. They are of different shapes and colorful, as if they are a collection of all the beauty in the world. Some spiritual beasts spread their wings and fly across the sky; some rare spiritual plants sway in the wind, dancing through the years. This pure land seems to be the spiritual home of Lingxue and these rare and exotic animals. They depend on each other and share this paradise.
Within the courtyard, there are a series of well-proportioned buildings. Some live alone in a corner, quiet and elegant; some cling to each other, intimate. Each building has its own unique temperament and charm, as if telling their own story. The cave is deep and mysterious, as if it contains endless mysteries and power.
Here, every corner is full of life. Some spiritual plants are blooming, releasing bright light; some spiritual beasts are leisurely and contented, enjoying the quiet time. In this paradise, Ling Xue lived a leisurely and comfortable life, enjoying the fresh air and bright sunshine.
Compared to Ling Xue's residence, Zhou Xing's residence in Qingtian Peak looked dilapidated. The houses there are dilapidated, the air there is turbid, and everything there seems to be filled with endless vicissitudes of life and exhaustion. Every time Zhou Xing returns there, he feels extremely lost and helpless. He had tried to take care of everything here, but no matter how hard he tried, the place could never hide the dilapidated atmosphere.
For Zhou Xing, Ling Xue's residence is a dream world. Here, he can feel the vitality and power of life, and feel the mystery and magic of the universe. He envied Lingxue's freedom and ease, and envied her being able to have such a perfect residence.
In Ling Xue's residence, Zhou Xing found an unprecedented peace and comfort. He was immersed in this paradise, feeling the charm and power exuded by every detail. He tried to understand everything here and learn the wisdom and power of life from it.
However, he knew that everything here was just his dream. He knew that he could not have such a perfect home and live such a perfect life. But he knows that he can work hard to get closer to this dream and work hard to create a better life of his own.
As a result, Zhou Xing began to change himself. He began to learn from Ling Xue's wisdom and courage, and began to try to accept the challenges and difficulties in life. He began to work hard to take care of his life and improve his cultivation.
Although his changes are not obvious, although his progress is not huge, he knows that he is moving towards his dream and he is moving towards a better self. He believes that as long as he perseveres, he will be able to realize his dream and have a beautiful life of his own.
The difference between being a true genius and a tool is reflected in their understanding of their own value and the meaning of existence. Genuine geniuses believe that their existence is not just to achieve a specific goal or complete a certain task, but to experience the colorfulness of life and understand the truth of the universe. Therefore, they are willing to take on more responsibilities and obligations and constantly expand their abilities and horizons in order to become true leaders and mentors.
In contrast, instrumental people closely tie their value and meaning to a specific task or goal. They often think that their work or responsibilities are all they have, while ignoring their own intrinsic value and spiritual pursuits. Their behaviors and decisions are often affected by external factors and lack the ability to think independently and make decisions independently.
After visiting the sect where Ling Xue was located, Zhou Xing discovered that Ling Xue was not lying. All the food ingredients in this sect came from the eleven-petal black lotus platform. Even though Ling Xue left Hao Qing Sect and went to Liu Bi Sect, everything in this sect was still running as usual. This example illustrates the difference between a true genius and a tool man. As a true genius, Ling Xue not only pays attention to her own responsibilities and tasks, but also pays attention to the operation and development of the entire sect. She is not only a powerful practitioner, but also a leader with vision and ability.
In contrast, tool people tend to focus only on their own tasks and responsibilities, while ignoring the development and interests of the entire team or organization. They often only do what they are asked to do, but do not take the initiative to expand their abilities and horizons, and do not think about and solve higher-level problems.
The difference between true talent and tool people is also reflected in their way of thinking and behavior. True geniuses often have high insight and analytical skills, and can see the essence and deep connotation of things. They are good at thinking and analyzing problems, and can comprehensively consider problems from multiple perspectives and make wise decisions. At the same time, they are also good at learning and absorbing new knowledge, and constantly improving their abilities and qualities.
Tool people, on the other hand, often only see superficial phenomena and problems and lack in-depth thinking and analysis capabilities. They often can only make simple decisions and cannot deal with complex situations and problems. At the same time, they also lack the willingness and ability to learn and improve themselves, making it difficult to adapt to changing environments and challenges.
In short, there is a big difference between the true genius and the tool man. The true genius not only has strong ability and wisdom, but also has a far-sighted vision and leadership qualities. Tool people, on the other hand, only focus on their own tasks and responsibilities, lack the ability to think independently and make decisions independently, and find it difficult to cope with complex challenges and changes. Therefore, we should focus on self-improvement and growth, and constantly expand our abilities and horizons in order to become true leaders and mentors.
Zhou Xing stood in Ling Xue's yard, looking at the busy maids and craftsmen, and couldn't help but be surprised. Each of them is busy with their own work, and there is almost no extra time and energy to care about other people's affairs. Zhou Xing couldn't help but think of the ghost puppets. Are these mysterious ghost puppets these busy people?
Zhou Xing couldn't help but sigh, the disciples of the Hao Qing Sect indeed lived an enviable life. It was indeed a rare enjoyment to have private slaves to accompany them and not have to run around for life. However, Zhou Xing couldn't help but think of the feud between Ling Xue and Qin Shou. What made these two former friends so estranged?
"But, what exactly is the festival between you and Qin Shou?" Zhou Xing couldn't help but ask.
Ling Xue smiled slightly and did not directly answer Zhou Xing's question, "Sometimes, past experiences can make people unforgettable, but I also believe that time can dilute everything. Maybe, in some time, we can find the truth."
Zhou Xing nodded, trusting Ling Xue's judgment. After all, Ling Xue is a disciple of the Hao Qing Sect, and she knows much more about the internal affairs of the sect than Zhou Xing. Moreover, Zhou Xing also believes that time can dilute everything, whether it is hatred or grudges, they will gradually dissipate under the erosion of time.
However, Zhou Xing couldn't help but wonder, if time can dilute everything, then why are so many people still clinging to their obsessions and unwilling to let go of the past and welcome a new life?
Perhaps, this is precisely because everyone's life experience is different, and everyone's obsessions are also different. Some people can easily let go of the past and welcome a new life, while some people always stick to their obsessions and are unwilling to give up.
In short, time is a good medicine, it can heal all pain and dilute all obsessions. However, some people need more time to heal their pain and dilute their obsessions. There is nothing wrong with this, because everyone has his own life trajectory and everyone has his own way of life. As long as we face our past bravely and welcome new life bravely, we can find our own happiness.
After Ling Xue and Zhou Xing walked around the Hao Qing Sect, they finally landed at Zhou Xing's residence at Qingtian Peak. In this mysterious and ancient place, the two of them couldn't help but feel a chilling atmosphere. There was silence all around, as if even breathing became cautious.
They walked on the path towards the exquisite house that was completely different from the surroundings. The windows are bright and clean, and they are kept spotless. It seems that even the wind has been infected by this place, gently walking around the eaves, not wanting to break the tranquility. This is a place where Qiu An lives alone. He is an ordinary cleaning boy. His daily task is to clean the fallen leaves in the Cuiwei Pavilion in front of his residence. This has been the case for the past three years.
Qiu An, a seemingly ordinary man, has an extraordinary background. His ancestors were once the heads of the Hao Qing Sect, and they were famous for a while. However, as time went by, the family gradually declined, and he was demoted here and became a handyman disciple. Although his status has been reduced, his heart still carries his love and loyalty to the Hao Qing Sect. He stuck to his duties, repeating that seemingly simple task day after day, year after year.
In this desolate place, Qiu An's presence is like a bright light. He not only fulfills his duties, but also actively helps other handyman disciples and has formed a deep friendship with them. His kindness and tenacity allow him to still retain a sense of warmth and humanity in this indifferent world.
Ling Xue and Zhou Xing came to Qiu An's residence, stopped and looked at the exquisite house quietly. They seemed to be able to feel Qiu An's tough and loving heart. Here, they saw a kind of persistence and perseverance, a love for life and loyalty to the sect.
Zhou Xing knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered. They knew that Qiu An was cleaning fallen leaves in Cuiwei Pavilion at this time. So, the two returned to Cuiwei Pavilion and saw Qiu An holding a broom, silently sweeping the fallen leaves. His eyes were firm and focused, as if he saw his own shadow in these fallen leaves.
