Xu Xian's home is in West Lake, and there is a house on the edge of West Lake. However, he did not stay in West Lake. In order to keep up with the development of the plot as much as possible, he took a boat to his sister's house in Qiantangmen.
There were too many ferries. Even though it was raining, Xu Xian couldn't think of any excuse for Bai Suzhen to get on his boat.
Soon, Xu Xian was surprised by what happened. He really chose the right boat.
Tourists on the West Lake either wanted to take a boat home, or wanted to enjoy the boundless beauty of the boating in the rain. The ferry boats all left quickly.
But the old boatman was still rowing slowly. The other boats had gone away, and the boat Xu Xian was riding was only more than ten meters away from the shore.
"Shipman, we are going to Qingbo Gate, can you make it easier?"
A soft voice sounded.
"Although this plot was fragmented, it was finally continued."
Xu Xian was overjoyed. He followed the sound and saw two beautiful green and white shadows under the tree in the distance. He hurriedly said:
"Old sir, someone called you."
The old man said with a smile:
"Obviously I called you little friend, why did you call me little old man?"
"The old man talks as if he has memorized a script. I wonder if he will sing "Love" with Xiao Qing next?"
Xu Xian's thoughts turned and he said:
"No matter who we call, we can't let the two eldest girls get wet in the rain on the shore. Please ask the old gentleman to give them a ride."
The old man said:
"As long as I don't mind the trouble, I don't care."
After finishing speaking, the old boatman swung the boat towards the shore, but this time it rowed very fast.
The process of Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing boarding the boat was a little different. Bai Suzhen did not pretend to be unsteady and have close contact with Xu Xian.
Seeing Xu Xian, Xiaoqing pretended to be surprised and said:
"Sister, isn't this the scholar who picked up the money?"
Without waiting for Bai Suzhen's reply, Xiaoqing said to Xu Xian:
"Sir, we are quite destined!"
Xu Xian was debating whether or not to hold an umbrella and go outside the cabin according to the plot, so as to "avoid getting wet on the bow of the boat". When he heard Xiao Qing's words, he nodded and said:
"It's indeed quite fate."
Xu Xian was in a dangerous situation and could not decide his own life or death. He really wanted to have a relationship with the two of them. With two people helping him, he would be able to protect himself when facing the mighty army.
Xiaoqing said:
"Since we are destined, let's get to know each other. My name is Xiaoqing, this is my sister, and her name is Bai Suzhen. What do you call the young master?"
"Why are they sisters? Aren't they master and servant?"
Since the plot didn't develop according to the plot, Xu Xian had no excuse to go to the bow of the ship, so he didn't think about it so much. He sat down in the cabin and said:
"The young man's surname is Xu, his given name is Xian, and his courtesy name is Hanwen."
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
Ahhhh! Ahhhh!
Beautiful view of the West Lake, God in March.
Spring rain is like wine, and willows are like smoke. "
At this moment, the old boatman's loud singing floated in from outside the cabin, and everything was brought back to the plot.
Xiaoqing's soft and melodious singing voice also sounded:
"We are destined to meet you thousands of miles away."
The old boatman said: "It's hard to hold the other side's hand if we don't have the opportunity."
Xiaoqing: "After ten years of cultivation, I can cross the river in the same boat."
The old man said: "We have practiced for a hundred years and slept together."
Xiaoqing: "If it were a thousand years, there would be good luck."
The old man said: "The white heads and the same heart are in front of me."
Xiaoqing: "If it were a thousand years, there would be good luck."
The old man said: "The white heads and the same heart are in front of me."
Xiaoqing: "La la la la la!"
The old boatman: "La la la la la!"
…
Xu Xian looked at the old man rowing a boat in the wind and rain wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and then looked at Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing in the boat. It felt so unreal.
Bai Suzhen asked:
"The Confucian scholar's shirt on the young master is unique to scholars. I heard that the scholars of Chu can talk about military skills on paper. I would like to see it."
Tongsheng, scholars, scholars, Jinshi, etc. in Dachu all have specific Confucian shirts.
The poems and words written by the awakened scholars can arouse the aura of heaven and earth, turn the words into reality, and form a powerful force. This is what Bai Suzhen said about talking on paper.
Xu Xian said:
"Although the young man is a scholar and can write a few limericks, because he is a mortal body without spiritual roots, he cannot arouse the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he does not know how to talk on paper. I am afraid he will disappoint the girl."
Xu Xian didn't have any spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, so he should be a mortal body. Bai Suzhen just wanted to confirm it so that she could decide on a strategy to repay her kindness.
Because she had been mentally prepared, Bai Suzhen did not feel disappointed and said:
"I'm more interested in poetry. Since you can compose poetry, can you compose a poem with the title of West Lake in the Rain, so that we can also share your talent?"
"I can write poetry, but I don't have the talent."
Xu Xian pondered for a moment, and in order to appear more stunning in front of the beautiful woman, he decided to copy poems from another world, and softly read "Drinking the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty:
“It’s beautiful when the water is shining and clear, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. "
"What a poem!"
Bai Suzhen savored the artistic conception in the poem, looked at the sparkling lake, and whispered:
"The water is shining!"
Then he looked at the hazy mountain peaks in the distance in the rain and seemed to have some enlightenment.
Bai Suzhen is good at water and can control the wind and rain. With her current cultivation level, she can only make it rain within a kilometer radius.
Xu Xian's poems and the West Lake in the rain gave her some insights, but she always felt that something was missing and could not take the last step.
At this moment, the cold mechanical voice of the system sounded:
"The talent of this poem can help Bai Suzhen break through. Please confirm whether you can bestow the talent of this poem on Bai Suzhen."
Xu Xian did not hesitate to give Bai Suzhen the talent of this poem if he could help her.
system:
"The talent of this poem has been given to Bai Suzhen. As long as she reads it completely, she will naturally understand it."
Xu Xian said:
"Don't just read half of it. Only by reading the poem in its entirety can you truly appreciate its artistic conception."
Bai Suzhen's breakthrough was just a step away, but she still couldn't get over it. After listening to Xu Xian's words, she nodded slightly and read the poem softly.
The moment she finished reciting, the sun broke through the clouds, its blazing light shone in the rain, and the Tao contained in the crystal raindrops was clearly imprinted into Bai Suzhen's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Bai Suzhen broke through.
Even if Bai Suzhen went to Master Guanyin's Purple Bamboo Forest to practice, it would take at least ten years of hard training to achieve a breakthrough.
A poem by Xu Xian gave Bai Suzhen her breakthrough ten years in advance.
"You ask me to work less for ten years, and I will use these ten years to help you become successful and famous, so that I can end my fate in this world."
Bai Suzhen secretly made a decision in her heart.
Xiao Qing saw that Xu Xian was just a mortal with no spiritual roots, no possibility of practicing enlightenment, and only a few decades of life. He was not from the same world as Bai Suzhen at all.
Xiaoqing was a little worried, fearing that Bai Suzhen would end her cultivation path because Xu Xian fell into the mortal world.
Unexpectedly, Xu Xian's random poem made Bai Suzhen's cultivation breakthrough.
If Xu Xian had written a few more poems, wouldn't Bai Suzhen have directly attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven?
Xiaoqing was thinking that she should find an opportunity to ask Xu Xian to write a poem for her to give her a taste of breakthrough.
The old man on the bow of the boat felt strange fluctuations in the spiritual energy nearby and knew that Bai Suzhen had broken through because of a poem.
The old boatman felt that he had underestimated Xu Xian. Xu Xian seemed to be able to create many miracles.
