"There is a bright moon on the sea," Fan Caiyi lowered her head and looked down with an indifferent expression. But the next second, her eyes suddenly flashed, "We are at this moment even though we are apart from the world."
She muttered silently, repeating it twice, and her breathing became disordered.
Su Daoshan seemed to be writing poems seriously, but in fact his perception was focused on the girl next to him, and he couldn't help but sneer when he saw this.
Isn't it because Brother Yuan Shen is pretending to be a coward and the debt is being collected on me? In this case, let me take a look at what Mid-Autumn Poetry is. This Mid-Autumn Festival poem is an eternal masterpiece. Would you dare to use it to slap you in the face and say that you are piecing together things and talking nonsense?
After finishing writing for a moment, Su Daoshan raised his head and was about to speak, when Fan Caiyi pulled away the paper on the small table in the car.
Fan Caiyi read carefully: "There is a bright moon on the sea, and we are at this moment in the world. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, but I still have a good night's sleep."
After repeating this process several times, her eyes flashed with color, and her expression became extremely complicated for a moment.
Recalling the doubts last night, she already knew that this guy was not some stupid nerd with a clumsy heart and a soft mouth. The reason is simple - not only can he see himself and Tu Sen, he can also break free of his own illusion, and even pierce Tu Sen's flaw with a sword!
And to do all this, you must have extraordinary insight. This kind of talent, which is exclusive to Wenlinggen, requires the most understanding and talent. If he wasn't extremely talented and knowledgeable, it would be impossible to have such a vision.
He can pretend to be a nerd, but his vision cannot be faked!
What's more, I just lent my Tao seed to him, and within just a few hours, he was fused by this guy.
As for establishing a Taoist heart, all other Taoist schools are fine, but the Literary Taoist school is the most difficult.
Literary scholars are not only tested for their heart, but also for their intention and words. If the artistic conception is not lofty and the voice is deafening and enlightening, it will not be recognized by heaven. Throughout the ages, countless talented men and scholars have failed at this level. But this guy just said it.
Because of this, Fan Caiyi took this opportunity to force him to write poetry. First, I wanted to confirm my judgment. Secondly, it was for the teacher Pu Dongge.
To counterattack those opponents who criticize teachers, what better weapon is there than a good poem written by "Yishan Su Er" whom they are ashamed to share the same name with?
But even so, Fan Caiyi still didn't expect that this guy could write such a beautiful poem. "The bright moon shines on the sea, and we share this moment with each other across the world." This sentence is timeless and can be passed down through the ages. The poem takes advantage of the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival to convey the feeling of missing each other, which is even more melodious and pathos, touching the heartstrings.
Fan Caiyi can fully imagine how much shock this poem will cause once it spreads.
How many people who claim to be talented will be left speechless and ashamed!
But...
Fan Caiyi lowered his head and glanced at Su Daoshan. This guy was looking at him eagerly, with a humble and flattering look on his face, and he knelt straight!
"..."
With a complicated expression, Fan Caiyi put the poem away and put it in his arms. He put away the sword neatly and made up his mind at the same time.
Su Daoshan stood up, rubbed his knees, and sat down in front of Fan Caiyi. I know that this level has generally been passed. However, when the other party comes to find me, it is definitely not just a matter of scaring him or forcing him to compose a poem. The real purpose has not been revealed yet.
Fan Caiyi pondered for a moment and then asked straight to the point: "Have you integrated Tao seeds?"
"Yes." Su Daoshan nodded frankly.
Since the Tao seed was injected into my body, and today I took the initiative to find myself asking this question, there is no point in hiding it or pretending to be confused.
"You're not polite." Fan Caiyi gritted his teeth.
"I was in a daze last night," Su Daoshan clarified, "I thought it was a dream. When I woke up and thought about it, I realized that it was sent to me by the fairy at that time."
He looked ashamed: "It's really..."
"You try to act for me again!" Fan Caiyi's hand grasped the hilt of the sword again.
Su Daoshan immediately fell silent. Speaking of which, most of the reason he tried to fuse Taoism last night was because he wanted to take revenge on this woman. Now I am pretending to be sad and sad, for fear of accidentally revealing my schadenfreude.
"Since you have integrated the Tao seed, I have nothing to say." Fan Caiyi snorted heavily, "The matter has come to this, I can only say that it is God's will. But... I can't get the things back, so I should forget it. We still have to settle the account clearly."
Su Daoshan laughed dryly, not surprised at all. It goes without saying how precious Tao seeds are. Being able to fuse them by yourself is just an advantage of temporarily falling into your hands.
This was already a huge advantage. Besides, I was embarrassed to say that even Taoist prostitutes were for nothing. I knew with my toes that this was not possible.
People were fighting to death over this thing yesterday.
Even at the last moment, Fan Caiyi was unwilling to let Tu Sen take it away.
"I'll give you two choices," Fan Caiyi said coldly, "First, I'll kill you. Let's settle the matter. Second, I've reported this matter to the sect. The sect has summoned you. If you worship in Hangu, You may be my direct disciple."
Su Daoshan was speechless and couldn't believe his ears. Of course he wouldn't take the first choice given by Fan Caiyi seriously. But he didn't expect that the other party would give such a second choice.
That's the cold valley!
One of the three strongest sects in Xiazhou! No matter in terms of strength, status or reputation, they are far above ordinary sects!
Let’s put it this way, every one of these sects gathered in Yishan City for the county examination is a younger brother in front of Han Gu!
The sphere of influence of these sects is only in the three cities of Yishan, Huoniu and Xisse in Xiabei County. And Hangu is superior to the four counties of Xiabei, Xianan, Xiadong, and Xiaxi!
Regardless of whether it is Qilingmen or Mohu Sword Sect, although they are high in front of ordinary people, if you want to get in, you only need to pass the county examination. But to enter the Cold Valley, ordinary warriors are not qualified at all. Only the best and most promising children from each major sect can take part in the state examination and compete for only three or five places.
The county exam is once a year, but the state exam is once every three years!
As far as Su Daoshan knows, his eldest brother Su Daoyu is now the head of the Mohu Sword Sect. To go further, he needs to pass the state examination competition. But now that he has cheated on someone else's Taoism, the price he pays is that he is forced to rise to the top of the clouds and reach the sky in one step?
After a moment of surprise, Su Daoshan quickly understood, knowing that this should be the treatment that one would get after becoming an extraordinary warrior.
There is no doubt that extraordinary warriors are mysterious.
But no matter how mysterious it is, as long as you are human, you cannot escape society. This is true for one person, and it is true for a group of people.
Marx once said that the essence of human beings is the sum of all social relations.
Whether human abilities or wisdom, they can only be effective and generate value among the crowd. If he is isolated from society and no one knows him or her, then even if he has extraordinary powers, he is essentially the same as a piece of stone.
Therefore, even if Su Daoshan's understanding of the world is not deep enough, he still knows that this mysterious group of extraordinary warriors must be at a certain level of this social system.
Ordinary people don’t know, but what about the royal families of various countries, what about Fengyuan Palace, and what about sects? Even if ordinary lower-level members don’t know, what about the top levels of these institutions and organizations?
Even demon cultivators and alien species have extraordinary warriors. Will these people with scepters let this powerful mysterious power escape their control?
That is of course impossible.
Thinking about it this way, it was natural for Han Gu to accept him as his disciple. Anyway, Taoist seeds must be integrated with people in the end. It is not a loss to lose one Taoist seed but to have one more disciple with a clean family background.
As for why Fan Caiyi directly gave him the qualification of being a direct disciple as soon as he opened his mouth - obviously, even in the cold valley, extraordinary warriors are not something that just anyone can know and come into contact with. At least it must be the circle above the head, elders, and direct disciples of these few.
"I choose the second path." Su Daoshan said without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Daoshan saw Fan Caiyi shaking out a portrait scroll with his left hand and hanging the portrait on the roof of the carriage. Then he took out an incense burner with his right hand, put it on the small table, took out three incense sticks and handed it over: "This is the portrait of the founder of Hangu. He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to swear to enter."
Su Daoshan took the incense and was confused for a moment.
Obviously Fan Caiyi came prepared. But this is too hasty. Shouldn't a direct disciple announce it to the world, open the gates of the mountain, entertain all the sages, and watch the ceremony... Why does it feel like it's like a private life-long contract, done secretly on a carriage?
Moreover, I don’t even know who I want to be my teacher.
"Hurry up." Fan Caiyi said coldly.
So Su Daoshan knelt down again. After respectfully bowing and kowtowing three times and following Fan Caiyi to read the sect rules and make an oath, he accepted a waist badge handed over by her.
"Put a drop of blood on it." Fan Caiyi said.
Su Daoshan checked his waist badge. The waist tag is about half the size of a cigarette box, made of white jade, and is completely snow-white and crystal clear. There is a snowflake engraved on it, and four small characters in seal script are engraved under the snowflake.
Hangu, personally passed down.
Use your inner energy to force a drop of blood from your fingers and drop it on the jade tablet. The blood spreads instantly and turns into extremely fine blood streaks, which blend into the jade tablet and disappear immediately.
"Okay, from now on, you are Han Gu's direct disciple," Fan Caiyi signaled Su Daoshan to stand up and saluted, "Junior Brother Su."
This junior brother's cry was really emotionless... Su Daoshan cursed in his heart, put on a smile, and happily held his hands in his hands: "Senior Sister Fan."
With such a title, I suddenly felt that my identity was different. Han Gu personally passed this on, this needs to be spread...
Su Daoshan's mind was still full of thoughts, while Fan Caiyi received the portrait of the ancestor and the incense burner, and said calmly: "However, today I am just taking you in on behalf of the sect. I will formally become a disciple in the future and then perform the formal ceremony. In addition, today Things should not be made public..."
Hearing this, Su Daoshan was stunned.
The reason why he agreed so readily before was not only because he knew that he could not escape, but also because joining Hangu would be of great benefit to himself and the entire Sujiabao.
But he didn't expect that he would have to sneak in after entering the door...
