Jian Youfeng
In the thatched house, the commoner old man sat on a wooden chair. Standing in front of him were Zifu, Xin Wanyou, and Luo Yuan, who had not yet started and had been meditating under the evergreen tree for four years.
As time goes by, people change.
Luo Yuan and Xin Wan came to Jian You Peak one after another and became apprentices to the same master. As time went by, their personalities would inevitably change.
Under the influence of the old man and senior brother Zifu, some of the obsessions in their hearts gradually began to waver, and in the end, they were basically eliminated.
The old man looked at Luo Yuan and said calmly: "In the past month, Xiaofu has been praising you in front of me. He said that you are open-minded and have a high level of understanding. You are much better than the stubborn boy four years ago."
Luo Yuan handed over his hand and said without being arrogant or impetuous: "This is all the result of Senior Brother, I just listened to his teachings."
Zi Fu, who was standing on the far left, had a smile on his face. He was originally standing upright, but after hearing Luo Yuan's words, he couldn't help but straighten his back.
It was as if he was showing off his achievements over the past four years, bringing out a good youngster with great potential. Of course, his little move was caught by the old man.
"Drinking honey water? You smile so sweetly?" The old man walked up to him, put his hands behind his back, tilted his head and asked with a smile.
Zifu suppressed the joy in his heart, shook his head and replied: "No, no."
The old man sternly rebuked: "You didn't drink honey water, so why are you so proud? Huh?!"
Before the old man finished speaking, Zifu and Xin Wanyou's bodies trembled. Only Luo Yuan looked unusually calm, as if he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.
Zi Fu was okay, after all, the incident was caused by him, but Xin Wanyou, who was standing on his right hand side, was cursing in his heart.
In the past, because of his outspoken words, Xin Wanyou was punished along with him. Judging from the current situation, Xin Wanyou was already prepared to share in the trouble.
Zifu's face was tense, and he said righteously: "Master will naturally be happy to have a disciple. You can't be sad about such a good thing, right?"
Xin Wanyou hurriedly agreed: "Elder brother is right. Today..."
Just when Xin Wanyou was about to open his mouth to excuse himself, when he felt the old man's gaze, he immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything.
"Does the master have the final say on whether to accept a disciple or not, or do you two have the final say?" The old man straightened up and pretended to be confused.
The two of them cupped their hands together and said with a smile: "Master has the final say, Master has the final say."
The old man ignored the two of them, raised his feet and came to Luo Yuan, asking: "What is the meaning of cultivation?"
"Perform filial piety and be benevolent and righteous." Luo Yuan said seriously.
The old man turned to look at Xin Wanyou and said, "Is he right?"
"It always feels a little weird, but I can't say what's wrong. It seems like something is missing." Xin Wanyou frowned.
"What about you?" The old man looked at the eldest disciple Zi Fu again.
Zifu smiled and said confidently: "It is natural to practice filial piety and benevolent and righteous. But before doing the two, you should first learn to distinguish right from wrong."
The old man nodded slowly, sat back on the chair, and said, "Go on."
Zifu explained: "A person who cannot distinguish between right and wrong and who is difficult to distinguish between good and evil is most likely to be used by people with ulterior motives, leading him to step into darkness."
The old man suddenly said: "Xiaoyuan, if your close relative was a person who did all kinds of evil, what would you do?"
Luo Yuan shook his head blankly and did not answer.
"All things."
Xin Wanyou looked a little unnatural and whispered: "I don't know."
Before the old man looked at Zi Fu, he took the lead and said: "Get stronger! Only when you become stronger can you have the power to change others, otherwise everything is just empty talk."
After Zifu finished speaking, Luo Yuan and Xin Wanyou looked at him with joy.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The old man clapped his hands and praised: "You have followed me for so many years, and finally you have not wasted your time."
"The same goes for practicing swordsmanship. The way of swordsmanship is learned by oneself, not by relying on others. If you follow other people's paths, you will have to rely on others for the rest of your life."
"Only by constantly innovating can you go further." After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at Zifu intentionally.
"I will go to meditate under the evergreen tree for a few more years." Luo Yuan turned and walked out the door.
"No need. When I taught Xiaofu sword moves, he was not as enlightened as you." The old man said with a slight mockery.
As soon as Zifu heard this, he knew what the old man was going to say next. He said with great reluctance: "Master, I will teach my junior brother swordsmanship tomorrow. What do you think?"
The old man pretended to be so: "Originally, I wanted to take action personally. Since you are so filial, I can't help but give you this opportunity, so let's teach Xiaoyuan first."
Although the old man said this, he was already happy in his heart.
Xin Wan looked at Zi Fu with a grateful face. If the senior brother had not had the foresight to take over this matter in advance, the master might have punished him for both crimes.
"Go down." The old man lay on the chair and yawned, saying lazily.
The three of them bowed slowly and then exited the thatched cottage.
"Thank you for taking action this time, senior brother, otherwise I would have suffered along with you, senior brother." As soon as he came outside the house, Xin Wanyou hurriedly thanked him.
Zi Fu grabbed Zin Wan You's shoulders and said cheerfully: "We are all brothers. We should share blessings and share hardships."
Xin Wanyou's expression changed slightly and he was about to refute.
Zifu said again: "I know you feel sorry for your senior brother. How about this? I teach you one day and you teach one day? If that doesn't work, I can teach you two days and you teach one day."
"Senior brother, I still don't quite understand what Master just said. Please give me some time to think about it carefully." Xin Wanyou said as he walked towards the evergreen tree.
Seeing this, Zifu took two deep breaths and was about to leave with Luo Yuan when there was a crash and the evergreen tree fell down at this moment.
Xin Wanyou stood stunned in front of the evergreen tree. This sudden situation made him confused.
When Zi Fu saw the fallen evergreen tree, he felt an inexplicable pain in his chest. He clenched his fists and walked over angrily, grabbing Xin Wanyou's lapel.
"Say! What did you do! How could this evergreen tree fall down for no reason!" Zifu stared angrily, holding Xin Wanyou with one hand and pointing at the evergreen tree with the other.
Xin Wanyou said in confusion: "Senior brother, the fall of this evergreen tree has nothing to do with me. It fell before I even got over."
"How could the evergreen tree fall down? It must be you who are doing something secretly. I'll kill you first." Zifu held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and glared at him fiercely.
The hilt of the bodyless sword in his hand was passed down to him by the old man, and it was called the Fantasy Sword. The blade of this sword is hidden in the void, and people with insufficient realm cannot see what its blade looks like.
Seeing him take out the phantom sword, Xin Wanyou asked quietly: "Senior brother, do you really want to kill me?"
"Wanwu! It's not that I, as a senior brother, can't tolerate you, but that you did something that made me extremely angry and cannot be forgiven." Zifu said word by word with bloodshot pupils.
"Okay! Senior brother, let's do it." Xin Wanyou had no choice but to close his eyes and appoint.
Zifu roared angrily, stopped looking at him, and stabbed his throat with the phantom sword in his hand.
clang!
The old man stood in front of the thatched hut. With a wave of his long sleeve, the phantom sword in Zifu's hand was knocked away and pierced into the ground.
"What are you doing! Do you see clearly who he is? He is your junior brother Xin Wanyou. Is it because I taught you the magic sword so that you can kill your fellow disciples?" When the old man saw this scene, he was so angry that he trembled all over.
Zifu knelt in front of him and choked with sobs: "Master, any tree in Jianyou Peak can fall, but this evergreen tree can never fall."
"Since this evergreen tree fell in front of him, I must kill him, otherwise, otherwise..." Zifu looked up at the old man in pain.
"That's enough!" The old man sighed: "Xiaofu, I thought you were open-minded and difficult to be swayed by trivial matters. But now it seems that you have really disappointed me."
Xin Wanyou slumped on the ground with an ugly expression. In just a few moments, the elegant and easy-going senior brother who used to get along day and night actually wanted to kill him for a tree.
Luo Yuan looked at the tree debris scattered around the tree stump and the squirming beetle larvae, and made an accurate judgment on the fall of the evergreen tree.
He held a thick beetle larvae and placed it in front of Zifu. The latter's face changed with shock, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Master, you often say that I am content with the status quo and do not understand the spirit of progress. You are right, but I also have my own difficulties." Zifu stood up and helped Xin Wanyou, who was in despair.
Before he could speak, Xin Wanyou held his hand tightly and shouted sincerely: "Senior brother."
Zi Fu patted the back of his hand and said in frustration: "Senior brother is leaving. As for my younger brother, I'll ask you to teach me the sword for me."
Xin Wan nodded slightly and said: "Eldest brother has been following Master for many years. There are some things that I don't know and don't want to know. But no matter where I go, eldest brother will always be my eldest brother."
Zi Fu looked back at the beetle larvae still wriggling on the tree stump. Before he picked up the phantom sword and swung it down, the edge of the celestial sword was already touching his eyebrows.
Xin Wanyou knelt down and cried: "Master, Master, please be merciful, Master!"
Luo Yuan grabbed the old man's arm with both hands, knelt beside him, and said: "Elder brother is not wrong. Please let Master spare him this time."
The old man held the Heavenly Sword in his hand and showed no intention of putting it down. He said coldly: "Is it wrong to commit a crime knowingly?"
Zifu threw away the phantom sword and said with a sad smile: "Master gave me this life. If master wants to kill me, just kill him."
Snapped!
Zifu received a loud slap and was knocked to the ground, blood stains sliding down the corners of his mouth.
Xin Wanyou gently pushed his arm and whispered: "Senior brother, while the master still has some sense, you should leave quickly. You go out to avoid the limelight. After a long time, when the master's anger subsides, you can come back. "
"Although I don't know why Master is angry, I don't want to watch you and Master fighting each other."
Zifu kowtowed to the old man three times, and then jumped down from the top of Jianyou Peak. The old man didn't even look at him.
Xin Wanyou pointed at the phantom sword inserted into the ground and whispered: "Master, senior brother's sword..."
The silver-white heavenly sword in the old man's hand dissipated, and the phantom sword flew into his hand. He said: "He is not worthy of using this sword. At least, he is completely unworthy of it now."
After hearing this, Xin Wanyou and Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
From the current point of view, Zifu has not been expelled from the school, which is a blessing among misfortunes.
