I thought I was going to break some organ of my body, which scared me to death...
The third elder's eyes scanned his face, but instead of panic, he saw relief. What's going on?...
Lin Su poured a glass of water for the elder: "Master, this disciple has no Tao roots. Without cultivation, it is impossible to say that cultivation is useless, right?"
The third elder was stunned...
In his eyes, the punishment measures used by cultivators to change their attitude were indifferent, and the reason was actually here.
Lin Su added: "As for expelling the master, it is even less important. To be honest with the master, even if there is no such thing, the disciple would still want to go down the mountain. The disciple has no Taoist roots. Being in the sect is a waste of time.
Why bother? So today, I ask the master to tell the disciple where he is from? Does he have a family?"
This question is strange. Where do you come from? Why do you need to ask others?
But coming from Lin Su’s mouth, it was normal.
Because when he traveled through time, the predecessor of this body was struck by lightning, and his consciousness disappeared at that time. He asked the master who he was, but the master refused to tell him. He only said that you should concentrate on practicing from now on, and it would be better if you forget about the distracting thoughts of your family.
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Today, his path of cultivation has ended and he is about to go down the mountain. The master should inform him.
The third elder looked at the water cup in front of him for a long time. The water in the cup moved on its own without any wind, causing ripples in circles. After a long time, he slowly raised his head: "Now that the matter is over, I'd better tell you what I want to say.
Everything you know is actually what you told me as your master when you first entered the sect. Whether it is true or false is your own words..."
Hearing this, Lin Su looked a little constipated. Old man, what do you mean, are you shirking responsibility?
But what the old man said next shocked him...
He, Lin Su, is the third son of Dingnanhou Mansion in Da Cang Kingdom. Dingnanhou Mansion is facing a disaster. His father, Dingnanhou Mansion, seeks help from Buddhism. A Buddhist eminent monk gives him an eight-character speech: "Three ways will unite into one, and the calamity will be overcome."
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What does it mean? A more convincing explanation is that the Lin family has three sons, and if they each choose a path, they can overcome the disaster and bring the Lin family into prosperity.
His eldest brother is a border general, corresponding to martial arts.
His second brother had great literary talent and was already a scholar, corresponding to his literary talent.
But he had no choice but to choose the Immortal Way (cultivation is also called the Immortal Way), so his father, Marquis Dingnan, sent him to the Lingxi Sect to practice in the Lingxi Sect.
——This is the reason why he went to Lingxi Sect.
This is also where the third elder is quite troubled. At that time, he respected Nanhou to guard the border for the country and took over this job. In the end, he was unable to let Lin Su enter the door of practice. Now he is facing the punishment of being expelled.
I feel very sorry for this commission.
Lin Su sighed: "It turns out that my coming to Lingxi Sect came from a Buddhist message. Master, is this eminent monk reliable?"
The old man said: "I don't even know who this eminent monk is as a teacher, but since he has such trust from your father, he must be an expert with extraordinary background."
Damn! This ball is flying!
Lin Su shook his head: "No matter how extraordinary his origins are or how advanced his cultivation is, he can't get around the deadlock: I went to Lingxi Sect. It was obviously a mistake." He has no Taoist roots and cannot practice. This is an ironclad fact.
The old man agreed with this point: "Actually, as a teacher, I had a suspicion very early on. It was not that there was something wrong with the Buddhist monk's speech, but that... you and your elder brother made a mistake. Maybe you are suitable for martial arts, and you
Brother, it’s suitable for practice.”
Lin Su smiled: "I agree with the master's judgment. We brothers must have made a mistake in assigning tasks. But it is more likely that I and my second brother made a mistake. I may be more suitable for Wen Dao."
Literary, reading!
There is a dead tree in his brain, and every leaf is a copy machine. He gets excited when he encounters books and makes copies directly. This kind of golden finger that is highly related to books is used in literature and art. How about a word?
I mean? A match made in heaven!
The old man directly rejected this statement: "This is absolutely impossible!"
The tone is decisive!
Lin Su was really dissatisfied now: "Why?"
The old man said: "What do you think Literary Dao is? Do you think you are suitable for Literary Dao just because you know a few words? Literary Dao is broad and profound, and Literary Dao is the first of the five Dao. The top literary scholars can kill powerful enemies with one stroke and destroy them with one word."
How miraculous is it to change the sky and change the earth? Correspondingly, the threshold is also incredibly high. Your second brother is already a scholar and has built a green literary world. He is the best candidate for literature. Do you still want to exchange with him? "
What?
Lin Su was a little confused.
What does it mean to kill a powerful enemy with one stroke, break the sky with one word, and change the world?
What is the cyan literary world?
Why does this literary education seem to be different from the literary education in his understanding?
"Master, the disciple is about to go down the mountain. Maybe he won't be able to listen to the master's teachings in the future. It's better for the master to talk to the disciple about worldly matters. As the old saying goes: preaching, teaching, and solving doubts are the kindness of a teacher."
Perhaps it was the "old saying" that put a deep-rooted yoke on the old man's head.
Maybe it's a trace of sadness about the upcoming departure.
Perhaps the old man's nature of discussing Taoism has developed as he has been a cabinet keeper for many years.
He said it in quite detail...
Lin Su's heart was in turmoil, and she instantly withstood a Category 12 typhoon...
This world is an extremely magical world.
There are civilized and martial arts, spiritual practice, monsters and demons, which together form a magical tone.
The most amazing thing is undoubtedly Wen Dao.
Literati are not representatives of weakness, on the contrary, they represent the top combat power!
Poems, songs, chess, calligraphy and painting can evoke the power of literature and art, and can create real lethality!
Killing a strong enemy with one stroke is not an abstract description, it can really cut off someone's head.
One word breaks the sky and can really fly.
Changing the world is not an abstract writing technique. A high-level scholar can really make mountains fall, water flow backwards, and the earth turn over...
He also deciphered a sentence in the library yesterday. A certain disciple said: The saint is unhappy. Could it be that her journey south is not going well?
Another disciple replied that it was indeed not going well and he encountered a big fish.
At that time, he thought that these illiterate senior brothers did not understand how to use quantifiers, but now he knew that they were not talking about "big fish" at all, but "big scholars" - a special species in literature and Taoism!
However, there's something a little strange.
Lin Su asked: "Master, the way of literature is so magical, why has no one in the sect ever mentioned it? I have been in the sect for several months, but I only heard the master mention it today."
As soon as these words came out, the third elder became silent, with a rather strange expression on his face...
Finally, he said...
In the Lingxi Sect, there are quite a few taboos in the literary arts. I will tell you the causes and consequences as a master. Firstly, I am afraid that you will not know your basics and violate the sect's taboos again. Secondly, it is also a master-disciple meeting to tell you some principles of life.
The sect listed Wen Dao as a taboo because the sect leader was deeply hurt by Wen Dao.
When she was still a saint, she traveled around the world and met a great scholar. She was harmed by this great scholar and gave birth to a daughter, the young lady Lin Su saw today - she removed him from the Taoist Pavilion.
The one that was brought out.
This great Confucian was not a thing, he was in trouble at first but abandoned it in the end. From then on, the sect leader forged a deep hatred with Wen Dao.
Five years later, the sect leader traveled thousands of miles to seek revenge on that beast.
The result is a bunch of gibberish...
After she came back, she gave birth to another daughter. This daughter was Mengzhu, the saint of Lingxi Sect.
Being humiliated twice, the sect leader's moral roots were damaged and his reputation was severely damaged.
The entire Lingxi Sect shares the same hatred and has the consciousness that insulting my sect master means insulting my ancestors, and lists literary education as a taboo.
Therefore, when you face your fellow disciples in Lingxi from now on, you are forbidden to mention literary principles. In addition, you also need to remember that the most important thing in life is to stick to the bottom line and do something that you should not do...
Lin Su's eyes widened...
Sect Master, the first time you were "harmed", you can still explain it by treating someone unkindly, but the second time you were "harmed", what do you call it? In search of revenge for thousands of miles, Xiongjiujiu left high-spirited and returned pregnant.
, Damn it! What kind of hatred are you looking for?
Out of respect for the sect leader and considering that he was still a disciple of Lingxi, Lin Su did not express any sentiments and could only nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
The third elder thought about it, weighed many aspects, and finally made up his mind, forget it, you are not suitable to stay in Lingxi Sect due to emotions, reason, and law, let's go...
Lin Su packed her belongings, and Xiao Yao followed him in and out. Her cute face lost the smile for the first time. Lin Su touched her head by the door and told her, Xiao Yao, brother is leaving, you
Follow the master...
Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly became misty and tears sparkled...
Lin Su couldn't say any more: "You want to go with me, right?"
Xiaoyao nodded desperately: "Brother, Xiaoyao can cook and wash clothes. Xiaoyao has memorized all the dishes I taught you. I also said just now that Xiaoyao is particularly good at plucking chicken feathers..."
She recounted all her advantages in one breath, then raised her head and looked at Lin Su longingly.
The third elder's voice came from the side: "Take her away. There must not be many pairs of chopsticks like this in the Marquis Mansion."
Lin Su thought for a moment: "It's peaceful and peaceful on the mountain. Everything below the mountain is unknown. It may be the rich clothes and food in the Hou Mansion, but it may also be a disaster. Okay, let's go together. If we can't survive by then, let's go together.
Just hold your head and cry."
Xiaoyao cheered, grabbed Lin Su's sleeve, and wiped his tears with his sleeve.
On the last night of the Lingxi Sect, Lin Su once again cooked a sumptuous dinner for the third elder, but unfortunately there was no wine.
After eating, the third elder sat alone on the top of the Lundao Pavilion and fell silent.
Xiaoyao sat in front of Lin Su's bed and asked her to go to sleep, but she refused to go no matter what. Lin Su fell asleep, and the girl grabbed his sleeves. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and her eyelids started to fight. She fell asleep, the deepest sleep ever.
, did not loosen Lin Su's sleeves, she was worried that her brother would run away in the middle of the night.
The next morning, we were ready to hit the road.
Just when the third elder was about to give him a ride, a silver boat dropped from the sky and landed outside the courtyard gate. Lin Su couldn't help but feel nervous. Is there another disaster before leaving?
Although he "cured" her the day before yesterday, he really didn't cross the line in his conscience, but she was a saint who was influenced by feudal etiquette!
And he later learned that her family had "tragic" memories of being injured again and again by men!