After the five fairies left, Li Qingru stood there nervously. Shuanghenmo's beautiful green eyes looked at her. She knelt on her knees, and big tears could no longer be suppressed from rolling down her big eyes. A series of emotions such as touching, loss, surprise, and excitement were mixed in her heart. She couldn't tell exactly why she cried because of that emotion.
Shuanghenmo looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Do you know how old Shen Yanxi, the youngest of my five disciples is, besides you?"
Li Qingru wiped her tears and shook her head.
Shuanghenmo looked out the window at the majestic snow-capped mountains, her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a holy light, and said: "Shen Yanxi came to Tianshan when she was five years old. She is exactly six hundred and five years old this year. I have been six years old." I haven’t accepted a disciple in a hundred years. I accept you as a disciple today. This is not only a big event in Tianshan, but also in the entire Chinese cultivation world. So, please put away your crying look and don’t make me regret it. The disciple who has been closed after six hundred years is a loser!"
Li Qingru wiped away her tears with her palms, stood up straight, then knelt down again with her hands clasped together, and performed the master-disciple ceremony of the Tianshan Sect that she had seen many times in the past few days: "Li Qingru pays homage to the master."
There was no excitement or sob in his tone, only stubborn determination remained.
The corner of Shuanghenmo's mouth raised, he turned around and continued to look at the snowy mountain and said: "Li Qingru, listen carefully. I, Shuanghenmo, have three things that I don't want. First, I don't need a disciple with average bones, who is said by the world to be 'not bad, pretty good, even I don’t want anything that’s very good.”
Li Qingru listened quietly. Shuanghenmo said this, which proved that his talent was at least very good. So this one is obviously not among them.
Shuang Henmo's voice continued: "Second, I don't need a disciple who is weak, indecisive, and cries when something happens."
Li Qingru's two jade hands subconsciously clenched tightly in her sleeves. She knew that the new master's second point was almost clearly to beat her.
Shuanghenmo twisted her body slightly, glanced at Li Qingru, and said slowly: "Three, I, Shuanghenmo, don't need to be a penniless disciple for the sake of a man!"
Li Qingru's delicate body shook violently. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Shuanghenmo in disbelief.
Shuanghenmo said: "That boy named Wang doesn't understand shit now, but sooner or later he will grow up. He is a good man who knows you, understands you, pities you, and cherishes you, but he is also a bastard who only knows how to attract bees and butterflies. You bastard, we won’t know for sure in ten years. Your talent is so good, but now your mind is full of all this. I can’t just sit back and let you return to Wangxue Sect and waste your life.”
Li Qingru's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Shuanghenmo but couldn't make any sound.
As if Shuanghenmo didn't see her reaction, he continued: "My disciple, Shuanghenmo, is worthy of any man, no matter if he is the amazingly talented Emei young hero, or a congenital genius who only comes across once in thousands of years." Chaos body, we Tianshan girls should let him chase us instead of us holding back our unrequited love at home every day."
Li Qingru lowered her pretty face. At this moment, she completely understood that her little thoughts were so obvious that there was no place to hide in front of the most powerful man in the world. Not only is the new master's cultivation as high as the heavens, but she is also as beautiful as a flower. The things that she once imagined and expected must have happened to her. Li Qingru was born to be sensible, well-behaved, and good-natured. She naturally listened to every word spoken by this senior "experienced person". Although the new master's words were harsh, none of them came from his heart's concern for her. The more extraordinary his talent was. As a person, the more you need to maintain the calmness of your inner lake when cultivating. Having a rippled inner lake like yours now is harmful to your cultivation but not beneficial at all.
Thinking of this, Li Qingru eliminated distracting thoughts, and her heart suddenly became lighter. She had the courage to ask what she had always wanted to ask: "Master, have you ever met the good man you call a good man?"
Shuanghenmo didn't feel dissatisfied at all, but sneered and said: "No."
Li Qingru became bolder and asked, "So, who among the people you know?"
Shuanghen Mo said: "Perhaps my master's good friend is Lin Shigong. But even if he is such a perfect person, he is still looking at the entanglement between Xia Xianzi and your master. The relationship between the three of them In fact, it can be said that if you continue to cut things, it will become chaos. The deceased is the big one, and I can’t say whether he is wrong or not. This kind of thing has always been difficult for honest officials to resolve. Moreover, the authorities are confused. People in the situation are always ignorant and ignorant, and it is useless no matter how high their cultivation level is."
Although Li Qingru was very curious about the love triangle between her master, Lin Shangxian and Kanxia Fairy, she naturally knew that this was not the time to inquire about gossip, so she asked: "Master, at your level of cultivation, you will also be attracted by emotions. Are you disturbed?"
Shuanghenmo said: "Love and desire are the basic manifestations of human nature, while the lack of desire and seeking is a symbol of divinity. My cultivation is not enough to completely strip away human nature. In addition to cutting off the human nature like the Lingjing Bodhisattva in Mount Putuo, As Buddhist monks with six senses, none of us can reach the state of no joy, no sorrow, no otherness, no self, so there is nothing to be ashamed of talking about love and love."
Li Qingru nodded in agreement.
Shuanghenmo said: "From today on, you will live with me in the master's room. You can practice on your own until I help you clear your mind of all the distracting thoughts."
Li Qingru bowed again to thank his teacher.
Saturday, August 28, 2004
jeju island
Standing at any corner of Bubong Park west of Jeju Island and looking westward, you can see the boundless Yellow Sea. Four hundred kilometers to the west of the Yellow Sea is one of the most famous metropolises in China, known as the Magic City. Shanghai. A group of bungalows and houses are located in Fufeng Park and blend in perfectly with the surrounding scenery. However, the "Tourist Stop" sign written in eight languages at the entrance of the community and the menacing security personnel at the gate seem incompatible with this pleasant park.
A man with a blue dragon tattooed on his cheek and several companions were standing on pins and needles under the shade of the trees in the courtyard of a bungalow. This person was Fukuoka Shiro who used magatama runes to rob Wang Shen, Lu Yixiao and others to Almaty, Kazakhstan. His fierce-looking face was filled with anxiety and worry at the moment, and several of his His companions were no less relaxed than him. They all looked up to the east, as if waiting for something extremely important to come.
At this time, two black spots appeared in the eastern sky, getting bigger and bigger until they could be clearly seen as two figures.
Fukuoka and the other companions stood upright solemnly, and then bowed in unison to the figure in the sky. The two figures had arrived a hundred meters away. They were two men. One was tall and thin, wearing a straight khaki military uniform. His thick hair was parted in the middle and his eyes were as sharp as knives. The other one is short and fat, but has a handsome face and a short beard on his lips. He is also wearing an khaki Japanese military uniform with a very contemporary feel. The two of them landed on the ground, and Fukuoka and the others' hunched backs were lowered by an inch.
"Colonel. Why didn't the goddess come with you?" Fukuoka asked while keeping his bow.
The tall and thin man in military uniform said: "Your Majesty the Goddess has other important matters. She ordered us to come here to maintain order."
Fukuoka then straightened his waist, looked forward and asked, "What order do we need to maintain here?"
The tall and thin man in military uniform said: "You went to the Tianshan sect without authorization to arrest people. This has aroused the alarm of this big China sect! What's ridiculous is that you just moved here from Laoshan, Shandong, but you immediately couldn't wait to expose yourselves. Could it be that you Are you afraid that Your Majesty the Goddess is not busy enough?"
Being scolded by the tall and thin man in military uniform, Fukuoka Shiro was suddenly speechless and could only bow straight again and remain silent.
The tall and thin man in military uniform said: "From today on, the Shinto Taiyuban will be under the direct command of Matsui Murawa. It is codenamed "Army". Fukuoka, your people have been organized into the 29th Division, and your military rank is the 29th Division." Major General. Do you have any opinions?"
The veins on Fukuoka Shiro's forehead popped out. He suppressed the urge to have an attack on the spot, and looked directly at Matsui Murakado: "Colonel Matsui, I know you are a militarist, but the Shinto Taiyuban was founded by Her Majesty the Goddess. Here is This is no place to experiment with your military dreams."
Matsui Murawa said with a slight smile on his lips: "Fukuoka-kun, so you don't trust me?"
Fukuoka Shiro raised his voice and said: "It's not that I don't trust you, I don't allow anyone to tamper with the hard work of the goddess. This is blasphemy to her!"
Matsuimura Kazuo said: "Do you know the consequences of disobeying your superiors' orders in the army?"
Fukuoka Shiro said: "You don't need to scare me. If you win the sword in my hand, my life is yours!" After saying that, his right hand, which had been pressed on the handle of the sword for a long time, drew out the sword at the speed of light, and struck the sword with "Iai". Matsui Village and beheaded.
However, this sword-drawing stab, which was countless times faster than a bullet, failed to hit his target. Matsui Murakazu's figure disappeared from the place at some point, and his figure appeared behind Fukuoka Shiro like a ghost. .
Fukuoka turned around suddenly, and regardless of the horror in his heart, he charged the blade with the sword and struck Matsui Murawa again. His sword intention transformed into countless dark purple shadows, which coincided with the earth's Yin energy. This sword had the power to open up mountains, but Matsui Murakazu didn't care. He leisurely put his hand on the handle of the sword, and then looked He pulled out the sword slowly and feebly. A magical scene happened. Matsuimura and the blade that looked like it was being gently extended collided head-on with Fukuoka Shiro's extremely fierce sword energy.
"Bang!"
There was a dull loud noise, and all the glass in the surrounding residential buildings shattered. Fukuoka Shiro spurted blood and fell backwards. Except for Matsuimura and the short and fat man in military uniform who came with him, everyone in the scene suddenly changed their colors.
Shiro Fukuoka got up from the ground and asked in horror, regardless of the blood on his lips: "When did you become a Heavenly Spirit?"
Matsui Cunhe sheathed his sword, his movements still unhurried, and asked: "When did I say that I am not a heavenly spirit?"
Fukuoka stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. He has no intention of surrendering to a strong man who is a level above himself. Only cowardly people will be afraid of power. He is not a cowardly person.
Seeing that he was ready to fight to the death, Matsui Murawa smiled and took out an envelope, held it between his fingers and flicked it lightly, and the envelope flew lightly in front of Fukuoka Shiro. Fukuoka caught it and opened it, and his expression suddenly froze.
After reading the entire content, "Whoops!" The long sword was sheathed with a sound. Fukuoka knelt down on one knee and said: "Fukuoka Shiro is willing to obey all orders of Colonel Matsui from now on!"
Matsui smiled with satisfaction, reached out to retrieve the letter and said, "You have the courage to fight with me, and you are also loyal to Her Majesty the Goddess. It seems that Her Majesty the Goddess's evaluation of you is quite accurate."
Fukuoka Shiro's whole body was shaken, and all the surging fighting spirit disappeared. His voice was slightly trembling and he asked: "How do you evaluate me, Your Majesty the Goddess?"
Matsui Cunhe said: "She said you are worthy of a big job."
Fukuoka threw the sword aside, knelt down on his knees, banged his head and sobbed: "Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor, thank you, Your Majesty the Goddess. Thank you, Colonel Matsui, for your trust!"
Matsui raised his head and looked to the east, and said in a low voice: "Seventy years ago, I had a chance to conquer that place, but unfortunately I failed. Those short-sighted peace factions and meddling allies! They are so full of spiritual energy and resources. The continent has been occupied by a group of Chinese pigs for a long time. We must rebuild the glory of the empire and let the gentle breeze blow throughout this world!"
Shiro Fukuoka and all the members of the Shinto Taigoban bowed in unison, and Fukuoka said loudly: "Since the goddess has given the order, we will do our best to assist Colonel Matsumoto in realizing his ideal!"
The August sun shines in the Fufeng Park Scenic Area, surrounded on three sides by the sea and green peaks and valleys. The residential area located in this pleasant park has become more mysterious since then. In addition to the vicious security guard at the gate, tourists from all over the world who pass by will regard this place as Never know anything.
