"You..." Wei Xuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped up when he heard this. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He could only glare at Lin Zongyue. After a moment, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a cold voice, "Lin Zongyue, you and I were nothing.
Therefore, since ancient times, there is no second in martial arts and no first in literature. I have not won and you have not lost. Even if we have some verbal conflicts, it is just a small fight and is not harmful at all. I didn’t expect that you would always hold a grudge.
Heart."
"Why don't I hold grudges?" Lin Zongyue raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Actually, revenge on you is only secondary. The main reason is that you are too talented."
"What?" Wei Xuan was startled when he heard this, frowned and asked, "How do you say that?"
Lin Zongyue chuckled, tapped the table with his five fingers, and said proudly: "I have to admit that you are indeed talented. Looking at the world, I'm afraid no one can match it. If you gain fame, you will definitely be reused by the emperor. When the time comes,
There is also a place for me to stand. You must know that the easiest way to destroy a towering tree is to break it when it is still a sapling. The waters of officialdom are very deep."
When Wei Xuan heard this, he clenched his fists in anger and trembled all over. He was speechless for a long time. Lin Zong felt more refreshed when he saw him like this. He put his hands on the table, stood up and said leisurely: "Okay, what I said is fine.
That's it, it's time to leave. If you are still smart, don't waste any more time and go home and farm the land, otherwise I'm afraid you will end up begging on the street." After he said that, he laughed a few times.
, turned around, opened the door and left, leaving Wei Xuan alone in the room, feeling angry.
Wei Xuan is full of talents. He has been aiming to win the gold medal since he was a child. In addition, his father repeatedly told him before his death that he must obtain fame. How could he give up so easily? After returning home, he continued to study hard. He did not slack off in the severe cold and heat, and in a blink of an eye he was
Another four years later, he packed his bags and went to Beijing to take the exam again.
But the result was very cruel. He still failed to make the list. You don't need to think about it to know that it was Lin Zongyue who caused the trouble.
Over the years, Wei Xuan only focused on studying, and all his savings had been spent. He no longer had to travel home, so he could only stay in the capital, setting up a stall to earn some money by writing and painting for others.
Unexpectedly, Lin Zongyue killed everyone and sent people to make trouble every day. For several days in a row, Wei Xuan didn't even make a penny, and his stall was smashed to pieces.
At this time, Wei Xuan really had nothing to offer and was desperate. He stood in the street in despair, looking at the beggar sitting in the corner begging. He suddenly remembered Lin Zongyue's words four years ago. He didn't expect that he had really fallen to this point.
Now it seems that he can only survive by begging on the street. However, Wei Xuan has been influenced by the saint's words since he was a child, and his integrity is hard to lose. How could he be willing to be a beggar? In shame and anger, he suddenly had the idea of committing suicide.
Walk out of the city and come to the moat.
Looking at the green weeping willows and bright grass on both sides of the bank, he really couldn't bear to leave this world. But now he is at the end of his rope and has reached the point of despair. Even if he doesn't commit suicide, he will eventually starve to death. He is going to die anyway, so he might as well have a good time and hesitate.
After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind, closed his eyes and was about to jump into the river.
"It's easy for you to jump down like this, but it's hard to come up." Just when he was about to jump into the river and commit suicide, an old voice suddenly came from behind.
Wei Xuan was shocked when he heard this, stopped his movements, turned around and looked back, and saw an old Taoist priest with gray hair and a long beard looking at him with a smile.
Wei Xuan was frustrated at this moment and said dejectedly: "If you can't come up, you can't come up. Anyway, I have no intention of coming up."
Hearing this, the old Taoist smiled and walked up to him, looked at him carefully, and said: "Looking at you, you seem to be a scholar. You should know the saying that 'the body is inherited by your parents, and you dare not harm it.' You commit suicide like this."
, how can you cope with the hard work your parents put in giving birth to you and raising you?"
When Wei Xuan heard this, he immediately thought of his parents. They worked hard to raise him and become a successful person, but he did not expect that not only did he fail to repay them, but he also caused them to die with hatred. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt
He was so miserable that he lowered his head and shed tears, and said in a bitter voice: "I didn't want to, but I can't help it. Lin Zongyue is so hateful. I'm really desperate. I'm desperate."
Seeing him like this, the old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "There are many smart people in the world, but they are dumbfounded by reading books."
Wei Xuan was startled when he heard this. He raised his head and wiped his tears and said in surprise: "Taoist Priest, do you think I'm stupid?"
The old Taoist twirled his beard and nodded: "Yes, you are stupid and foolish."
When Wei Xuan heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and he was startled like thunder, and shouted: "You... Who do you call stupid? Who do you call stupid? I..." He has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child, and he can learn everything with one lesson.
Yes, he was often praised as a child prodigy, which was something he had always been proud of. But now he was scolded as stupid and stupid, and he was immediately confused.
"You still don't admit it?" The old Taoist twirled his beard and chuckled, and said slowly, "There are millions of paths in this world, why would you choose the single-plank bridge of reading."
When Wei Xuan heard this, he said angrily: "How can this be a single-plank bridge?"
"Why isn't this a single-plank bridge?" the old Taoist asked with a smile on his face, "Let me ask you, the imperial examination is held every four years. How many students come to take the examination each time?"
Wei Xuan thought for a while and replied: "It must be several thousand anyway."
The old Taoist nodded and asked: "How many people will make the list in the end?"
Wei Xuan said helplessly: "Less than a hundred people."
"That's it." The old Taoist laughed, stroking his long beard and said, "Thousands of people came to take the exam, but in the end less than a hundred people were on the list. The remaining thousands of people can only go back and study hard again, and wait four years later.
Again, this goes back and forth, the number may increase or decrease, but there is not much difference. Of course, those who are successful will be happy, but what should those who are unsuccessful do for a living?"
"This is not the point!" Wei Xuan said loudly, "I, Wei Xuan, have the talent to win the ranking, but Lin Zongyue used dirty methods to seize the opportunity. Now he suppresses me everywhere and prevents me from winning the ranking. If he were not here, I would
How could we end up in this situation!"
The old Taoist shook his head and smiled lightly: "You haven't seen it through yet. Do you know that Lin Zongyue climbed onto the single-plank bridge one step before you? No matter what method he used, he had already climbed up. The single-plank bridge is only so big, how can it accommodate it?
And you."
Wei Xuan was startled when he heard the words, and lowered his head. He seemed to have understood the deep meaning of the old Taoist's words. He nodded and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Senior Taoist, you have such insight, can you give me some advice on what should I do?
?”
The old Taoist laughed and said: "I have just said that, be more flexible and don't hang yourself from a tree. This road will not work. Just find another way."
"But, all these years of hard study have been in vain. Besides, my father told me before his death that I must gain fame and honor my ancestors." Wei Xuan was obviously not willing to give in.
The old Taoist thought for a while and asked: "Little brother, have you ever seen a corrupt official?"
Wei Xuan immediately said: "Of course I have. The county magistrate and prefect in my hometown are corrupt officials. I feel sick when I see their faces."
The old Taoist sighed after hearing this: "Actually, they were just like you at the beginning. They were full of passion, studied hard in a cold window, and vowed to gain fame and help the country and the country. However, when they entered the officialdom, they changed.
The dye vat will still be turbid. No matter how determined you are, it will still be polluted, otherwise you will not be able to survive in the officialdom. If you achieve fame, you will eventually become such a disgusting person."
When Wei Xuan heard this, he was stunned and froze on the spot, unable to say a word.
The old Taoist walked lightly for two steps, came to the river, pointed to the lotus in the river, and said with a smile: "If it were me, I would only be a green lotus in the middle of the river. No one can touch me. You
What do you think?" When he said the last sentence, he turned to look at Wei Xuan, his smile full of meaning.
When Wei Xuan heard these words, he was enlightened. He bowed to the old Taoist priest and said with great respect: "Taoist priest, I am stupid, and I need your enlightenment today. I suddenly feel that my life for more than twenty years has been in vain. I want to
I want to follow you, study Taoism and Dharma all my life, and seek a trace of purity in the turbulent world."
"Okay, you have wisdom!" The old Taoist priest laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, and said cheerfully, "You are a disciple of this poor Taoist!"
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and left. Wei Xuan followed him leisurely without asking any questions.
Since then, Wei Xuan has followed Lao Tao around the world. Lao Tao is a master of martial arts. Since he has accepted Wei Xuan as his disciple, he will naturally teach him his lifelong martial arts. Wherever the two of them go, they will correct the good and eliminate the evil, and use the most trivial things to do so.
Use your strength to defend the righteousness of heaven and earth.
It wasn't until this moment that Wei Xuan truly realized how ignorant he had been in the past. He kept saying the sage's words "cultivate oneself, manage one's family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world" all day long. It sounded precise and righteous, but how many people could do that?
To achieve this, only by having a heart that transcends the world of mortals can we forget our selfish desires and help the world.
Another ten years later, the old Taoist immortals wandered around, and only Wei Xuan was left to wander the rivers and lakes. He traveled north and south, and gradually broadened his mind. He realized a set of martial arts from the rolling world of mortals. He called himself the Red Dust Sect, and everyone outside called him
For Hongchen martial arts.
When Wei Xuan was fifty years old, he accepted a ten-year-old boy as his disciple. The boy was named Yan Lun. He was smart and suitable for practicing his worldly martial arts.
Nearly twenty years later, Wei Xuan finally died due to his old age, his all-round mysterious power gradually dissipated, and he could not bear to fall ill. Only his disciple Yan Lun died for him.
The moment Wei Xuan died, his soul left his body and floated into the air. He could see his body lying there quietly. He wanted to go back, but he couldn't control himself.
Gradually, his soul also lost consciousness and gradually returned to chaos, with only a tiny ray of light wandering around and flying into the white clouds in the sky.
I don’t know how long it took or how far it flew. The light emerged from the clouds and fell into the world. It penetrated into a house at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye. It was a rural farmhouse with a dilapidated earthen house.
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Not long after the bright light entered, the sound of a baby crying was heard inside, and Li Qianmo's second reincarnation began.
His life in this second life could not be more ordinary. He became a farmer, and he was a sharecropper who didn't even own any land. He worked from dawn to dusk every day, and always ate moldy rice and wild vegetables. His life was extremely difficult.
With his face facing the loess and his back turned to the sky, Li Qianmo's second life passed in confusion, and his third life soon began again.
In his third life, he was still born in the countryside, but he did not inherit his father's business. He was not willing to be a farmer all his life, so he left his hometown and went to the city. After entering the city, he found work. In order to get more money, he went to a brothel to work as a brothel.
Gong, he specializes in delivering food and drinks to people, and if he encounters someone making trouble, he will beat them.
In a place like this, he met all kinds of people every day. Gradually, he no longer was as dull as before and became smoother, and his life passed like this.
His fourth life was a teacher, and his fifth life was not bad. He was born into a famous nomadic tribe on the grassland and became a herdsman.
This reincarnation goes on from life to life, and each life lasts for several decades, but this is just a dream. In the real world outside, not even a day has passed.