On the top of Luanlong Mountain, next to the pile of rocks.
Master Canglang held the folding fan in his hand and watched Li Yu's figure in the blue sky. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he couldn't help but tap the folding fan three times on the palm of his left hand: "Poems have different materials, not books; poems have different interests. It's irrelevant.
The fairy picked up the word "realm", which is transcendent and left behind in the world, and unique in elegance. However, the legend of Xingtan Xinhuo still relies on the wonderful enlightenment.
Mr. Canglang said: Only enlightenment is what we should do, and it is our true nature. What a sincere statement! "
Plum Blossom Fairy Hu Jiangxue sat leaning on the bank of the lonely pine, with a desolate expression. She did not turn around to stare, and had no intention of debating poetry. She only said softly: "The matter here is over. It's time for Master Canglang to return to the demon world."
A gentle word is like the sound of a wooden fish in front of the ancient Buddha with green lanterns. The silence contains endless fatigue, and the desolation hides countless sadness, making people unconsciously feel love and care.
Mr. Canglang let out a "ha" and said with a smile: "I performed this wonderful play with the fairy, and I thought it was a hard work. Before I took off my opera shirt, I heard the order to expel the guest. The fairy is too ruthless. !”
Hu Jiangxue didn't respond in silence, staring blankly at the dark night approaching, letting the pine wind and clouds blow the cold and wet wind.
Young Master Canglang laughed again: "My beauty has orders, how dare you disobey me?"
He put away the folding fan and said a serious farewell to Hu Jiangxue's back. After a pause, he said seriously: "I have ordered the boy to tidy up the C-shaped guest room where I live. The bedding, tables and chairs are all the same as before." Things have been exchanged, and there are three points of sandalwood, no tackiness left, no fairy trouble."
Hu Jiangxue nodded slightly, but still did not turn around, just said: "Have a nice trip."
Young Master Canglang laughed again, but there was a hint of ridicule in the smile: "The fairy worked hard, and he vomited out several liters of his blood. He only lamented that Li Yu was kept in the dark and had no idea. But if Li Yu knows the truth, he may not know the truth. Joy. In one thought, the master and the disciple are inseparable, the sound of mourning is heard in the pines, and the fountain of sorrow is swallowed. Why bother? Hahaha!"
Hu Jiangxue's body trembled, and Young Master Canglang flew into the air and disappeared between the clouds and Han people.
Hu Jiangxue, sitting alone by the lonely pine in the vast and chaotic Longshan Mountain, suddenly felt lonely.
It seemed that a chill had hit her, and Hu Jiangxue sighed involuntarily, but Master Canglang's melancholy and heroic laughter came from mid-air: "I only regret that I am not Li Yu, I only regret that I did not know the fairy earlier!" "
"I didn't expect that there are such characters in the demon world. Today's Li Yu is not yet in the eyes of Master Canglang. I wonder if Li Yu in the future can compete with Master Canglang?"
Thinking like this, Hu Jiangxue felt that all the efforts were worth it.
But the relief lasted only a moment. A pine breeze blew by, and a few pine needles fell on the blood-stained black clothes. It was as if Li Yu's blood and tears were burning his skin, and it was as if Li Yu's white hair was piercing the bottom of his heart. Hu Jiangxue couldn't help but of vacillation and hesitation.
Master Canglang's sarcastic laughter was really powerful, but in the final analysis, it was Hu Jiangxue who didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.
As a master, under the guise of caring for his disciples, can he make his own decisions without explanation? Is it okay to let the apprentice suffer unwarranted accusations and suffer unwarranted pain?
"Li Yu, does he really hate me as his master? Does he regret stepping into Shuying Pavilion that day and becoming my disciple?"
Hu Jiangxue was stunned for a while, and then thought again: "Oh, poetry has a different material, and it is not related to books; poetry has a different interest, and it is not related to principles.
What Mr. Canglang means is that good poetry does not lie in the accumulation of allusions or the telling of truths, but in interest and poetic taste.
Therefore, good poetry cannot be obtained by reading more or teaching more. The key lies in one's own understanding.
Young Master Canglang saw through my intentions at a glance and understood that the reason why I broke with Li Yu was to inspire Li Yu to make new breakthroughs in Shen Si Jue.
However, Mr. Canglang is not familiar with Shensi Jue, and he has never considered Li Yu's character. Therefore, his so-called wonderful understanding and the understanding I want Li Yu to make are still a thousand miles apart.
Shuying Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years, and descendants like Li Yu have not been seen for hundreds of years.
If there is anyone who can recreate the state of mind of the founder of Shuying Pavilion, I am afraid it should be Li Yu. "
It turns out that the reason why Hu Jiangxue accepted Li Yu as his disciple that day was certainly due to Shangguan Yan's letter of recommendation. Li Yu's poetry skills were also a factor, but the most important thing was Li Yu's awe-inspiring righteousness.
Hu Jiangxue said that Li Yu was "too upright". He seemed to be angry, but in fact he was happy.
If Li Yu hadn't been a gentleman, Hu Jiangxue wouldn't have been able to accept such an old disciple.
However, during the three months of getting along with Li Yu, Hu Jiangxue gradually discovered that Li Yu was actually not content to live his whole life in Shuying Pavilion.
Deep in Li Yu's heart, he always had the ambition to help the world, so he could not hide his feelings and expressed them in his words and deeds from time to time.
Hu Jiangxue gradually understood that Li Yu was not only different from her, but also different from the successors of Shuying Pavilion for hundreds of years. Instead, he had many similarities with the founder of Shuying Pavilion.
The inheritance of Shen Si Jue, like the development of poetry, has gradually fallen into the quagmire of elegance, rhythm, and desk-based thinking, and has become a dry and boring thought that cannot be integrated with the broad life.
For example, Hu Jiangxue himself studied the word realm carefully. And the so-called realm is just the west wind withering the green trees last night, climbing up a tall building alone, looking at the end of the world; it's just that the belt is getting wider and you don't regret it, and you are haggard because of Yi; it's just looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly looking back, that But people are there, in a dimly lit place.
Hu Jiangxue's realm is nothing but self-satisfaction and detachment. Not only does it have nothing to do with the common people in the world, but it also shows disdain for the common people in the world, as if touching the common people has tarnished the realm.
However, Li Yu's thoughts were full of enthusiasm. He believed in Confucianism and Taoism from the bottom of his heart and could not forget the struggles of the people.
When Hu Jiangxue understood this, she realized that she could not be Li Yu's master and could not teach Li Yu the true spiritual thinking technique.
Hu Jiangxue asked Li Yu to go to the Xianyin Sect to celebrate his birthday on his behalf, but it was just a thought.
When news of the great changes in Fengming Mountain came, Hu Jiangxue was also restless and looked around for Li Yu's whereabouts.
When the news came that Li Yu had killed Master Huai Jian, Hu Jiangxue changed his mind: "Perhaps, letting Li Yu wander through the fairy forest by himself, experience intrigues, and feel the suffering of the world is a better way for him to practice the Divine Thought Art." Bar."
Therefore, Hu Jiangxue chose to be a bystander, secretly guarding Li Yu, silently watching Li Yu transform into a Suanni monster, facing the people of Yuntai Mountain alone; silently watching Li Yu being fooled around by the Demonic Sect Master, Trapped in the barrier for half a year.
Even later, Hu Jiangxue returned to Shuying Pavilion and could not bear to care about Li Yu's life or death.
Even later, when Li Yu returned to Shuying Pavilion, Hu Jiangxue had to keep a straight face and drink Li Yu away from Shuying Pavilion.
The wind in the fairy forest is getting stronger and stronger, and the wind in the demon world is getting stronger and stronger. Li Yu finally has his own goal.
However, Li Yu's cultivation is still far from enough to stand in the center of the whirlpool, let alone his ambition to help the world.
Hu Jiangxue hesitated again and again, and finally decided to use the relationship between master and apprentice to temper the unopened sword, and use extreme emotions to forge extreme people.
If Li Yu couldn't withstand this tsunami, the Shuying Pavilion inheritance would be completely cut off in Hu Jiangxue's hands, and Hu Jiangxue would lose a good disciple forever.
But if Li Yu survives the ordeal and the pain, he can further break through the Divine Thought Technique, and then it is possible to regain the state of the ancestor, truly proud of the Immortal Forest, and truly display his ambitions.
"The country is unlucky and the poet is lucky to have a poem about the vicissitudes of life. The great changes occurred at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, and the waves after the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference were treacherous. Li Yu, you must hold on!"
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Hu Jiangxue had been sitting there for a long time, the moon and stars were sparse in the sky, and his body was actually filled with a bit of coldness.
But she suddenly remembered the day she accepted Li Yu as her disciple. She asked Li Yu why he wanted to choose to practice.
Li Yu's answer was to find his parents, but that was actually not Li Yu's real idea of cultivating.
But what about Hu Jiangxue herself? Why choose to practice?
There seems to be no reason, just because the master took a fancy to her talent and chose her as an orphan, and made her the successor of Shuying Pavilion from the age of one.
Fortunately, she was accompanied by poems, and she didn't seem so lonely after her master disappeared.
Later, Li Yu became her apprentice.
In her world, besides Master and Shici, there was suddenly another person.
As for now, it is just the same as before, there is still a master in her world, and there are still poems.
She won't be lonely.
Another gust of pine wind blew by, as if it was Master Canglang's sarcastic laughter again: "Why bother?"
Hu Jiangxue shrank and suddenly felt lonely for a moment.
