Probably as Cao Weiying said, the world is like a fruit platter.
So I eat whichever piece I want.
Chen Qingshan was still sitting by the stream in a daze. Of course, being in a daze is not necessarily a daze.
It can also be for healing.
This Taoist man is naturally covered in wounds.
Just because of my short-sightedness, when I sat there, my eyes looked a little dull, as if I was in a daze.
Zhang Lizi finally felt the first trace of Qi, and ran to the stream very excitedly, looking at her master.
"Master, I have touched that sense of Qi. Does it mean that I am about to enter the Tao?"
Chen Qingshan looked back at Zhang Lizi and struck her mercilessly.
"Still a long way to go."
Zhang Lizi lowered his head silently and whispered: "Okay then."
He probably realized that such words were a bit hurtful, so Chen Qingshan smiled again and said: "Actually, it's quite good. Most people in the world don't even feel angry."
Zhang Lizi said softly: "But am I not a disciple of Shanhe Temple? Will I embarrass the temple in the future?"
Chen Qingshan turned his head and said calmly: "Shame is never a matter of one person. What's more, Shanhe Guan has a good reputation as Guanzong, but it doesn't have much face."
"once?"
Zhang Lizi asked.
"Yes, it was once." Chen Qingshan looked up at the place behind the mountains and forests, and smiled.
"Because now Guan Zong has probably the worst reputation, even worse than our He Zong."
The He Zong Taoist said with a sigh.
"After all, our He Sect has never thought about causing chaos in the world. But they Guan Sect does."
Zhang Lizi nodded in understanding.
"So, Master, what are you doing?"
Chen Qingshan listened to this question and sat there quietly for a long time, and then said lightly: "What do you think of the human world?"
Zhang Lizi didn't know why Chen Qingshan suddenly asked such a question. After thinking about it, he said: "The world is very good, and it keeps moving forward."
"Yes." Chen Qingshan said softly, "But they are still not enough. The world moves too slowly. Many things, even in Huaidu, are in a state of accumulation. Although the world always says Sophora japonica can suppress half of the cultivation world, but if we really exclude His Majesty, the Heavenly Prison, the demon clan, and many other things that do not belong to the human world, do you think they can really suppress half of the cultivation world?"
This is naturally impossible.
It's just that Zhang Lizi, who is just a little girl from Shanyue, doesn't understand these things, so she just shakes her head in confusion.
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "So we are balancing the world."
Zhang Lizi said thoughtfully: "So that's it?"
Green Pepper not far away smiled coldly.
Chen Qingshan ignored her.
It was probably like when Le Chaotian played the first piece of music with the boy under the umbrella.
Watching, clapping and laughing, it doesn't matter if you are sparse, what's the problem of being crazy?
The Taoist just continued: "At the same time, we also need to balance ourselves."
"What's the meaning?"
Zhang Lizi asked puzzledly.
Chen Qingshan said seriously: "We always stay awake - that is such a thing, it is correct but also sinful."
Zhang Lizi turned to look at the sword cultivator in red clothes from the East China Sea who had been obsessed with killing Chen Qingshan.
So those cold sneers represent the sinful part of what this Taoist did.
Chen Qingshan has never refuted any cold remarks about what he has done in his life.
He just boasted that he was a little saint and a true god.
Gods will naturally carry sins with them.
There is no conflict between the two.
Just like the time when a monk from Ami Temple killed an entire city to sacrifice to ghosts and gods in exchange for the peace of the Styx.
Nothing is absolute.
There is life and death, right and wrong.
While the two were talking there, the young Taoist Gu Wenzhi, who had met once before and would not have come here, came over with some anger.
"Chen Qingshan, where are the people from the He Sect?"
With that kind of momentum, he would act like brothers and sisters if they disagree with each other.
Chen Qingshan raised his eyes and glanced at him - it actually didn't matter whether he could see it or not, he couldn't see clearly anyway.
"Going to Liuyun Sword Sect."
Before he finished speaking, the clear stream turned into a mountain river, and a finger came suddenly.
Chen Qingshan calmly raised his hand, and with his Taoist charm flowing, he stopped the mountain and river with one finger, and the mountain wind filled the river was stagnant.
The black-robed Taoist looked at his junior fellow apprentice, who was no more than a junior high school student, and said calmly: "If you are not talented enough, you have to practice hard, instead of following the example of senior fellow apprentices who fight and kill outside."
Gu Wenzhi was a member of the Shan Sect, and Chen Qingshan was the former top disciple of the Shan Sect. The gap between the two was naturally quite significant.
Probably among the young disciples of Shan Sect, only Zhang Xiaoyu can compete with Chen Qingshan.
Gu Wenzhi took back his hand with a pale face. The Taoist's knuckles were all over Dao Wen, but they were twisted in a ferocious manner.
It's just that things like anger, even if only a skeleton is left, can be seen in the form.
"What exactly do you want to do? Do you really want Shanhe Temple to fight with Liuyun Sword Sect?"
Chen Qingshan was very calm and looked up at Gu Wenzhi.
"Any questions?"
"So this is what you said, He Zong will not cause chaos in the world?"
Chen Qingshan chuckled and looked down at Qingxi.
"So after all, those who came out of Xuanxuyuan are still too pedantic. Gu Wenzhi, I don't believe you can't see that there is something wrong with Liuyun Sword Sect."
Gu Wenzhi was silent for a while and said softly: "Yes, but I don't think it should be solved in this way."
Chen Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said: "Then how do you think we should solve it? Take ten thousand taels of gold with you, go to the mountains, and ask a certain sword cultivator if he is the mastermind behind everything? Or go outside the pass and ask Li Shi, who does Guanzong rely on to do these things in the world?"
Gu Wenzhi fell silent.
"Have a fight, break those clouds, and go see what they are doing in the night rain. This is the easiest way."
Chen Qingshan looked at Gu Wenzhi quietly.
"Otherwise, you think that I don't want to live so much that I must kill people in Liuyun Sword Sect? Although I also admit that Shanhe Temple does not have a good reputation, but the sewage in the world should not only be on us. A place of observation cannot be chaotic. The whole world. From a certain point of view, you should thank me and thank He Zong for trying to clarify many things so that your Shan Zong can have a clear name."
"I, Chen Qingshan, am not afraid of walking in muddy water. If you are standing on the shore, what do you have to be afraid of?"
"You'd better be quiet and go make some medicine for your master. The sound is too loud and it disturbs the senior brother outside the pass. You may not be able to get out of the siege alive."
Gu Wenzhi looked at the former Shan Sect senior brother in silence.
Chen Qingshan was covered in injuries. Maybe someone like Zhang Lizi couldn't see it, but it was impossible for him, Gu Wenzhi, not to see it.
Those injuries came from some sword cultivators and some Taoists.
Some are profound, some are shallow.
But there is no doubt that what this senior brother experienced in the human world was naturally not as ordinary as when he came back.
After a long time, Gu Wenzhi said slowly: "Are you measured?"
Chen Qingshan turned back and said calmly: "The people of He Zong have always been measured. If they can kill one person, they will never kill more."
The Donghai sword cultivator who followed Chen Qingshan with murderous intent is probably the best example.
The He Sect man who chased and killed a certain boy in Nanyi City was also a good example.
"So they will only kill people from Liuyun Sword Sect there."
"It's just a matter of showing off one's skin and seeing who is hiding the dark night of the world under his robe."
Taoists probably always act with discretion.
Gu Wenzhi stood by the stream for a long time, then looked deeply at the black-robed Taoist and said slowly, "Senior brother, it's best to be like this."
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "Otherwise? People in the world may not have a thorough understanding of the mountain and river view. You are also a person in the view, so don't you know?"
Gu Wenzhi said nothing more, glanced at the little girl from Shanyue City who was a little frightened, and turned to leave silently.
Zhang Lizi was naturally frightened.
Sitting by the stream, a Taoist priest suddenly came and started fighting before he could finish a few words.
Fortunately, although Chen Qingshan was seriously injured, his level was also extremely high.
That finger of mountains and rivers will break away in an instant and end in a hurry.
Chen Qingshan looked back at Zhang Lizi. After thinking for a long time, he probably couldn't find any reason to excuse his brother and friend, so he said sincerely: "Just get used to it."
Zhang Lizi said softly: "Okay."
Naturally, the little girl from Shanyue City could understand the conversation between the two.
So why did Chen Qingshan make people from the He Sect go to the Liuyun Sword Sect?
Zhang Lizi remembered the day when she steamed fish.
...
Xu Chunhua opened the steamer drawer, took out the steamed fish, and kept pinching her ears, which were so hot, that she felt that the temperature on her fingertips had dropped a lot.
Although she has been working as a cook here for a long time, this small town girl still often forgets that she cannot handle it directly with her hands.
Although people often do this at home.
But this is in a restaurant.
Touching the hot porcelain plate at home, I accidentally spilled it.
But in this kind of place, sometimes it will cause a lot of trouble. For example, if a customer has been waiting for a long time, the waiter will be very embarrassed and run over and say, I'm sorry, sir, your fish just spilled and we are re-steaming it for you.
If you encounter someone with a bad temper, you'll probably get scolded.
Xu Chunhua rubbed her hands, picked up the tongs and put the dishes on the serving plate, and then looked around. Fortunately, the kitchen was very busy, so no one else probably noticed, otherwise they would have been scolded anyway.
Xu Chunhua thought happily, and then walked out with the plate, handed it to the waiter at the door of the kitchen, walked back, and continued to work. Although Xu Chunhua can also cook, her skills are It was probably enough to be a cook in a restaurant, so naturally he was busy processing the raw materials for dishes or doing some chores.
The day was very busy again, and the small town girl finally took off her apron and left the restaurant exhausted.
The long street in the world is still extremely lively and bright, emitting infinite light in the night.
Just like the night Chen He left.
Although Xu Chunhua no longer actively thinks about that young man who left suddenly for unknown reasons, but sometimes when she sees similar scenery, she still subconsciously thinks of that person.
It was the young man driving the shabby car who showed her what Huaido looked like for the first time.
Whether it's clouds and rivers in the rain, or it's as prosperous as brilliant mountain flowers.
In those first encounters, there was naturally the shadow of such a young man.
So when I see those things, I always think of many things involuntarily.
Xu Chunhua stopped on the long street, with the steady earth beneath her feet. There was still a human world under the earth, and there was still a human world above the earth.
Everything is brilliant and dazzling.
The woman from a small town stood there quietly, letting the April wind blow.
She wasn't wearing a floral skirt or holding a small white umbrella. Just like an ordinary passerby, he stood there and looked at the night view of Huadu for a long time.
In fact, Xu Chunhua hasn't seen it for a long time.
Chen He left some money behind, which he saved from selling sizzling tofu.
It is enough for Xu Chunhua to live in this capital for a long time.
But the small town girl still kept herself busy.
He didn't raise his head, but just looked down at the road under his feet, watching how the stone slabs changed at any time from a wet look in the early morning to a bright look in the night.
So naturally she never looked for the Taoist who suddenly left Qingtian Road.
She felt guilty.
Three years is still a long time anyway.
People always have to slowly walk back from the wrong path they accidentally took before they can face many things in the past calmly.
Xu Chunhua stood there for a long time, then found her way in the streets of Huaidu and headed towards such an alley.
But for some reason, this small town girl felt that the atmosphere in the city today seemed a bit weird.
People looked weird and were in a hurry, as if they were looking for something.
Xu Chunhua stopped and walked, not knowing what was happening.
Of course she knew that the world was not peaceful this year.
For example, a rift gradually developed between the two races.
It's like a certain great sword cultivator died.
It's just that things like that, in her stories, are as distant as some unreal legends.
There is a huge difference between the two.
Xu Chunhua walked on the road for a long time before she understood what happened.
I heard that many sword cultivators entered Huaidu.
Is it something related to the great swordsman who died in the world?
Xu Chunhua thought a little confused.
I heard that the man was killed by His Majesty. There is also a theory that he had a fight with His Majesty and finally died at the hands of one of his rebellious disciples.
That person's name is Zhang Xiaoyu.
This name made Xu Chunhua feel very friendly.
Such a name has a very human flavor.
Not like Kamigawa, nor like the swordsman named Cong Ren.
Of course, in such a story, even if it is called Xu Xiaoyu, it is still an extremely distant and elusive story after all.
However, Xu Chunhua is not thinking about whether to call her Zhang Xiaoyu, Li Xiaoyu or Xu Xiaoyu.
I just thought a little worriedly, no wonder people were leaving in such a hurry. Are they afraid that those sword cultivators are here to seek revenge?
Sophora japonica should not be greatly affected.
Xu Chunhua thought silently for a long time, then hesitated, and followed the flow of people who were clearly going in a certain direction.
In such a strange atmosphere, even the lights in the night were probably much quieter.
Xu Chunhua walked all the way and didn't stop until she reached a long street in the east of the city.
Everyone is looking at the same place.
Xu Chunhua also looked up with them.
Just one glance made this small town girl startled.
That's the Huaidu Inclined Platform.
At night, such a high platform rises to the very top of such a capital city.
The long street near the oblique platform was crowded with people from top to bottom. Everyone looked up at the high platform in the prosperous lights.
In the past, there would always be some people drinking wine and admiring the moon up there, but not today.
There were just countless overflowing sword lights that almost suppressed the color of the stars and the moon, and many sword cultivators sitting with swords in their hands - no one could tell their names.
But when some sword cultivators cannot be named, the world naturally knows where those people come from.
And far away, countless people in black robes with gold patterns were slowly coming among the gradually separated crowds. The leader was a tall man.
Xu Chunhua vaguely remembered that she had met that person once.
It was when I was passing by Heavenly Prison that I saw him smiling and talking to a certain gray-haired old man.
He still seems to be smiling today.
It's just that maybe it's too far away, and this small town girl can't see it clearly.
This small town girl watched from a distance such a farce that attracted Huaidu's attention, not knowing what exactly happened.
It was only when this small-town girl once again withdrew her gaze from the people of hell walking through the lights of the long street in the distance and looked towards a slanted platform.
The whole person's eyes widened instantly, showing an expression of extreme surprise.
Above the earth, under the high platform, on a suspended street somewhere, a Taoist man was standing there in a daze, his eyes falling towards the world, separated by countless lights and the world, and fell on the dazed and tired small town girl. .
Mei Xiyu felt that there must be many crystal things in her eyes.
April is of course also a great time to bloom.
So a flower like that really took root and sprouted in spring after the winter snow, and bloomed far away in such a vast capital city.
"May......"
Mei Xiyu's name was just a surname, and he stopped in a daze.
Because he saw that among the flowing lights and crowds of people, the small town girl quickly put on a very complicated look in surprise, and then she lost some of her smile and opened her eyes wide. Gradually he lowered his eyes, then turned around and walked towards the crowd without looking back.
The Taoist, who was also disturbed by Jian Zong's movements, stood there in a daze. In that moment, he saw countless dodges from the woman.
Shouldn't he be running towards me with a smile and saying, 'Look, the flowers are blooming beautifully in April, so am I'?
Mei Xiyu stood there in silence for a long time.
Xu Chunhua walked away in silence for a long time.
There is a very touching conversation in the human world that falls in Sophora Capital.
...
"The Human Sword Sect came all the way, why?"
"Where's Kamikawa?"
...
But Xu Chunhua had no intention of listening.
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