Early the next morning, I got up early after a sleepless night. I had breakfast with Chu Yan and Jiang Pan in a restaurant, paid off the food and lodging expenses, untied my horse outside the inn, and prepared to climb the mountain.
Last night's sandy snow fell behind and turned into freezing rain.
Therefore, the imaginary scene of snow-covered mountains and snow-covered mountains did not appear. Instead, there was a gray and dark icy rain that kept falling.
The icy rain was not heavy, so holding an umbrella felt like a fuss, but if I didn't hold an umbrella, my clothes would get wet.
I had no choice but to buy coir raincoats and hats at the inn, one for each person.
Yun Sheng was still held by Chu Yan. The little guy was lying in Chu Yan's arms and seemed to be smiling happier than when he was in Ye Wumian's arms.
Just as he was about to walk up the mountain, Xiao Qianyun's cry came from behind.
"Brother Luo, why did you leave us and go alone?"
Ye Wumian looked back and saw Xiao Qianyun leading Wen Jia and Yin Tai, each wearing a raincoat, walking towards him.
"Haha, I saw that the three of you were sleeping very soundly, and I couldn't bear to wake them up, so I took the first step."
Ye Wumian explained with a smile.
Last night, Xiao Qianyun's snoring made the whole room resound, and the smell of his feet was so pervasive that it became pervasive.
If Ye Wumian hadn't luckily enlightened him last night, it would have been difficult to sleep with the smell of feet.
Xiao Qianyun was just snoring, but Wen Jia, who was sharing the bed with him, was grinding his teeth sharply all night long.
During sleepless nights, I would sit up in shock from time to time, wondering if this man had the habit of cannibalizing people in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, he just chewed his cheeks dryly and didn't see any crumbs falling out, so he felt relieved.
After lying down for a while, I heard Yin Tai, who was lying alone on the bed, suddenly say: "Brother Wen, that brother Luo must be a young lady, he is a woman disguised as a man. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet. If If you lose, go steal two of your father's paintings and give them to me."
After saying this for a long time, Ye Wumian still didn't wait for Wenjia's answer. He wondered in his heart: Does Yin Tai really think he is deaf when he plots so loudly?
Suddenly, Yin Tai turned over and said in a different tone: "Haha, what if you lose?"
He said in his normal tone: "If I lose, then you can steal Tang Bohu's painting and give it to me."
"Well, okay, it's a deal."
…
Ye Wumian listened for most of the day and finally came to a speechless conclusion. It turned out that Yin Tai was talking in his sleep.
It’s still a dream talk that plays two roles!
In this way, Xiao Qianyun, who snores and has stinky feet, Wen Jia, who grinds his teeth, and Yin Tai, who talks in his sleep, all three talents gathered together, each doing their own unique skills, one after another, complementing each other, torturing sleepless nights all night long.
Fortunately, if you don't sleep at night, you will feel less sleep, so there is no problem if you stay up all night. Unable to say anything else, he took the time to study the "Heart Sutra" that Yue Buqi gave him, and then spent a long night.
After chatting for a while, Yin Tai asked Ye Wumian, "Brother Luo, are you also going to attend the poetry annotation conference?"
He smiled and pointed at himself: "I came here just for this poetry annotation conference."
Ye Wumian shook his head.
For the sake of friendship, he showed a slightly curious look: "Poetry Annotation Conference? What is that?"
Yin Tai caught a glimpse of Chu Yan out of the corner of his eye.
Chu Yan tilted his head, covering most of his face, blocking people's sight.
But just the small part of her beautiful face and her slim figure under winter clothes had already made Yin Tai's eyes shine, and he concluded that she was a stunning beauty.
There is a beautiful woman accompanying him, and he suspects that Ye Wumian is a woman disguised as a man, so Yin Tai seizes the opportunity to show off.
He introduced diligently: "The Poetry Annotation Conference is a grand event proposed by Wugongshan people."
After clearing his throat and typing up some drafts, Yin Tai continued: "As we all know, except for a very small number of geniuses and some people who like to be creative, most people who learn martial arts from poetry need to learn through annotations. Martial Arts Shanren The purpose of proposing a poetry annotation conference is to call on poetry friends and martial artists from all over the world to discover the true meaning of martial arts from unannotated poems."
Ye Wumian was not interested in this so-called "Poetry Annotation Conference" at first, but became interested after hearing that it was held by Wugongshan people.
"oh?"
He simply said "Oh", which inspired Yin Tai to continue talking.
Yin Tai took the time to glance at Chu Yan, hoping to see more, but he didn't dare to stay too long and quickly looked away.
"Brother Luo, it seems that you don't understand much about this poetry annotation conference, so I'll explain it to you."
He temporarily gave up observing Chu Yan, stepped forward, got closer to Ye Wumian, and told Ye Wumian in detail about the "Poetry Annotation Conference".
It turned out that a year ago, Wugongshanren discovered a batch of poems left by their predecessors from the ancestral hall of Jinding Gate.
These poems are all about Wugong Mountain.
This major discovery made Wugongshan people very excited.
You must know that before the Chinese Dynasty, although Wugong Mountain had long been a famous Taoist mountain, and Ge Hong's grandfather and grandson used it as a Taoist temple, there were almost no famous poems handed down to the world.
This also resulted in that the Jinding Sect lineage of Wugong Mountain did not have its own exclusive swordsmanship.
Other famous mountains, rivers, famous families and sects have more or less famous poems and articles written by their predecessors specifically for these mountains, rivers and cultural landscapes.
At the same time, they also adapted to local conditions and relied on the study of these famous works to develop those sects into giants in the world.
For example, with the help of Wang Bo's "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", the Prince Teng Sect flourished for hundreds of years.
For example, Fan Zhongyan's "The Story of Yueyang Tower" made Yueyang Tower catch up.
Not to mention such giants.
The Hengshan sect, which is slightly worse, also has Mr. Han Yu's poem "The fire dimension, the earth, and the wild-footed monsters, and the false gods in the sky are dedicated to their heroes", which is powerful in southern China.
Although the Lushan sect has declined now, there is no shortage of swordsmanship in history: Li Taibai's "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky", Su Dongpo's "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am there" "In this mountain", the ancestors of the Lushan Sect also lived a prosperous life for a while. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Xi lectured at Bailudong Academy, which made the Lushan School the most powerful Beidou school in the world at that time.
But in Wugong Mountain, there are almost no poems spread.
This has always made Wugong Shanren very embarrassed.
This embarrassing situation was not broken until he discovered the poems of his predecessors.
"Think you...?"
Ye Wumian couldn't help but interrupt: "Why do you think so?"
Seeing that Ye Wumian listened with great interest, Yin Tai smiled proudly and said, "Because he got the batch of poems without annotations. With the talent of a martial artist, he doesn't know how to learn without annotations. Even if he understands it, , his disciples were not as good as him, and they were even more blind. Therefore, he quickly realized that even if he got this poem, it did not break the embarrassing situation in Wugong Mountain. "
After hesitating for half a year, Wugongshanren made a decision that went against his ancestors.
In the name of Jindingmen, he posted hero posts widely in the world, and agreed that half a year later, on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of Jiajing, heroes from all over the world would gather at the top of Jinding Mountain to annotate the batch of poems he had discovered. .
It may be difficult for a single person to interpret the poetry to a high level due to limited intelligence and talent, so as to discover the true meaning of martial arts in the poetry.
But what if all the heroes in the world came together to comment?
With the combined efforts of everyone, it is possible to create some amazing swordsmanship moves.
Such events are not unprecedented in history.
According to Yin Tai, Teng Wangzong once held a poetry annotation conference, and there was only one poem that needed to be annotated at that time, namely "Ode to the Goose" by King Luo Bin.
"Ode to the Goose" is originally an enlightenment poem, and the swordsmanship in "Ode to the Goose" is just a very ordinary swordsmanship.
However, due to the great appeal of Teng Wang Zong, many unprecedented big names in the arena came to compete with each other and contribute their talents. They annotated the simple "Ode to the Goose" to the point where it almost triggered the heaven and earth.
Ye Wumian was fascinated by what he heard, and couldn't help but think: "The only thing I have ever seen that can stir up strange phenomena in the world is Yueyang Tower's 'worry before the world's worries'. But that is Mr. Fan Zhongyan's worry about the country." The people’s swan song.”
And the "goose goose" that is as simple as a child's open mouth can actually almost trigger a strange phenomenon in the world. This has to make people sigh. After everyone gathered firewood and the heroes of the world conspired, the poetry annotation conference ended. Strength.
The poetry annotation conference held by Teng Wangzong is unique and cannot be copied.
Considering Wugong Shanren's status in the world, it is impossible for this small Golden Dome Sect to invite any heroes in the world.
Most of the people who come here should have good luck, and there may be a small number of bad luck.
As for the masters in the third level, there is no need to think about it.
Which third realm can appreciate the poems of Wugong Shanren?
Yin Tai pointed at Wen Jia and said: "Brother Wen, for example, even if he is only in the second realm of reversal, he still doesn't like those poems. Let alone the third realm."
Xiao Qianyun suddenly interrupted: "In that case, Second Nephew Wen, if you don't like those poems, why are you attending the poetry annotation conference?"
Yin Tai answered for Wenjia: "Uncle Xiao, Brother Wen is not here to participate in the poetry annotation conference. He is here to worship his ancestors."
"Sacrifice to ancestors?"
Under the attention of everyone, Wen Jia looked up to the sky and recited: "Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history! Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty who sacrificed his life for the country and died for his country, is Xiao Ke's ancestor. Xiao Ke is here Wugong Mountain is coming to worship Wen Tianxiang!"
