Mu You looked at Jun Mo's head, held her clothes tightly with her right hand, bit her lip hard before she woke up, and said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do? Are you really going to practice Buddhism?"
Jun Mo had just washed his hair by the well, and the clear well water flowed down on his head, wetting his clothes. Listening to the sound coming from behind, he did not turn around and said, "It's okay to read Buddhist scriptures."
Mu You said in a trembling voice: "You respect your senior brother so much, but even if your senior brother wants you to read more Buddhist scriptures, you don't pay attention to it. Those are just two children who don't understand cultivation, but you want to listen to them?"
Jun Mo looked at the scum in the water on the ground beside the well, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I hate the Buddha Sect the most in my life, but now I want to come, or have missed something because of it."
Mu You said sadly: "Just because you want to find a way to reply from Buddhism, you want to become a monk?"
Jun Mo turned around and looked at her, looked at the tears on her face, and said in a daze: "When did I say I want to become a monk? I hate the Buddha sect because those bald donkeys do not give birth and do not worship their parents. How could they be
Becoming a monk? What I mean by practicing Buddhism is just reading Buddhist scriptures, wanting to see if it can help me calm my mind.”
Mu You felt even more sad when she heard his explanation, and she cried and said, "You shave your hair and come to lie to me."
Jun Mo explained a little clumsyly: "I just feel my hair gray and ugly, and now you have some troubles in taking care of it every morning, so I shave it."
Mu You was stunned and asked in disbelief: "It's because of this?"
Jun Mo nodded, walked up to her and said, "You will get used to it for two more days, don't be sad."
"It's good to shave it, maybe the newly grown hair will turn black in the future."
Muyou burst into tears and laughed, and subconsciously reached out to touch Junmo's head.
Jun Mo valued etiquette and would not let his junior brothers and sisters touch their bodies at all, let alone let them touch their heads. He did not avoid it at this time.
It was just obvious that he endured it a little hard and his expression was very stiff.
Mu You gently touched his bare head, and suddenly thought of something, looked at him and said seriously: "I know you hate the Buddha Sect, but in the future, you can't just call monks a bald donkey."
Jun Mo frowned and said, "Practicing Buddha does not mean respecting Buddha. Even if the Buddha is reborn, I will still scold him a few words."
Muyou smiled and said, "Even if you want to scold, you can't scold those two words anymore."
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Jiange welcomed a guest. The guest was wearing a blue shirt and a long sword on his waist. He looked at the vicissitudes of his eyebrows and eyes. He was already middle-aged, but his demeanor was extraordinary and he had a sense of elegance.
He is a powerful man in the realm of Zhiming and deserves courtesy, but the disciples of Jiange have seen many realm of Zhiming and Zhiming. The reason why he treats him so courtesy is not because he admires him, but because of the instructions of the Sword Saint and this person
The most important thing about the background is that this person is easy to admire.
The disciples of Jiange admired him, because they admired his courage and courage. They obviously were seriously injured by the Sword Saint several years ago, and now the Tang Kingdom has become the enemy of the world, so he still dares to come here.
Cheng Ziqing looked at the man in blue and said slowly, "Please come in with Mr. Chao."
The man in the green shirt is the old Chaochao in Chunfeng Pavilion, facing the small tree.
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Jiange is built among the cliffs like swords.
The mountain behind the cliff is hollow, and there is a hidden pool inside. Only the uppermost hole can shine with the sky. A thatched hut was built by the pond, and the sword saint Liu Bai lived in this thatched hut.
When he walked into the cliff cave towards the small tree, Liu Bai was not in the thatched hut, but was fishing by the pond. The figure of swimming fish could be vaguely seen in the cold water of the pond, but the hook could not be seen below the fishing line.
He walked to Liu Bai's back to the little tree and bowed to him.
Liu Bai did not look back and said, "I heard that Mr. Da never used a fish hook when he was fishing, so I also wanted to learn from him. But after fishing for so many days, no fish came up, but you came."
He said to Xiaoshu: "Why should the Sword Saint learn from others?"
Liu Bai put the bamboo pole aside, shook his head and said, "Anyone should learn from others. Even the Master once asked Yu Lao Gang, let alone us."
He said to Xiaoshu: "This statement makes sense, so I came to ask Lord Sword Saint today."
Liu Bai said coldly: "A few years ago, you only knew your fate in the Chang'an Palace. After passing through the Southern Jin Dynasty, he invited me to draw a sword. For the sake of Emperor Tang, I gave you a sword, so you were blind.
Several months. Even if you make progress now, how can you be my opponent? If you entered the second floor of the academy directly, or there was hope, now the word "Ask" is so arrogant and stupid, it is really not like you would say
If you get it."
"You are like a big river above the sword path. I am just a stream in the mountains. How can I be more magnificent? It's just that the flowing water finally goes to a low place, and the principles between them are still the same."
Smiling at Xiaoshu, he said, "I understand very well that I am not qualified to challenge you. It's just that I'm going to do something that may lose something very important and want to make up for the shortcomings of life before that, but looking back
Go, I have friends, brothers, wives, children and daughters. Although my father is old, he can still eat two bowls of rice every meal. He still has the strength to denounce the audience on the streets of Chang'an. I have not done anything, and have done some careers.
Although those careers are not big, I am willing to do it. I missed some opportunities, but I don’t feel regretful. I have never lacked the courage and dared to draw my sword in the face of powerful enemies. I have never lost my calmness. I have confirmed the number of
The past ten years of life have been very valuable, and it is really not wasted."
His calm and gentle voice echoed in the quiet cliff cave, colliding with those stone walls as hard as swords, becoming extremely certain, like metal hitting.
Liu Bai's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt that this person was really interesting, and asked, "I think I know what you want to do."
At Xiaoshu, he smiled ashamed and said, "My biggest regret in my life is that I couldn't even catch a sword at you back then, so I would like to ask you to give me another sword. It's just because it's still more important than my life
I will do something, so please save my life. I know this request is indeed a bit ridiculous, so please satisfy it."
Liu Bai patted his legs and laughed, saying, "How can I not satisfy you with such a ridiculous request!"
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It was almost noon, and the skylight finally fell from above Jianlu Ya Cave, landing on the cold pond. The fish hidden in the water plants swam out happily, greedying for the warmth that had not been long.
After a while, the fish hid back to the depths of the water plants in horror. Because the sky light in the cliff cave was suppressed by several stunning sword lights, the sharp sword intent seemed to be about to cut the pool water into countless fine pieces.
Four extremely crisp sounds sounded, and then everything returned to silence.
Liu Bai sat by the pond, as if he had not moved.
The ancient sword beside him had already returned to the sheath, as if it had not moved.
Chao Xiaoshu had only half a broken sword left in his hand, and four sword pieces were sprinkled in front of him. He had turned into five swords with one sword, and four of them blocked Liu Bai's four swords, but he finally lost.
Chao Xiaoshu's face was slightly pale, and his chest was covered in blood, but his eyes were bright and he looked very satisfied because he took the four swords, and the most important thing was that he had no regrets in his life.
Liu Bai looked at him and suddenly squinted his eyes and asked, "Tangren is so cruel to himself?"
Liu Bai is the world's strongest man. In the past few years, he even had countless opportunities to cross that threshold and enter the five realms, but he has always suppressed his mood with this cliff cave until Qingxia
In the battle, he was stimulated by Jun Mo with the strongest sword intent. Even if he didn't want to step through that threshold, he still exceeded half a step. When he reached this state, he had an indescribable magical response to everything in the world.
The moment his sword intent invaded the Xiaoshu's body, he knew what Tangren was thinking.
Looking at him and smiling at Xiaoshu, he said, "There are many people as cruel as me. If the Southern Jin and the Tang Dynasty join forces, Jiange and the Academy will be side by side, they may be so cruel that even the sky will be scared."
Liu Bai remained silent.
He stood up to salute the little tree, then walked out of the sword pavilion, and the autumn wind lifted up the blue shirt cut by the sword wind, revealing the long sword wound between his chest and abdomen. A bloody stroke seemed to penetrate the world.
His snow-capped mountains and seas were destroyed by Liu Bai's powerful sword intent. From then on, he could never practice again and could only be an ordinary person. However, when the autumn wind came, he felt refreshed.
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Chao Xiaoshu left Nanjin and came to a small town at the junction of Song and Yan. He bought a yard in the town, rented a house on the street, and started a calligraphy and painting business.
Then two young men from distant villages also came to the town and were hired as helpers by him. The business of the calligraphy and painting shop quickly got on track. Not long after, even the wise and famous people in the county town knew that there was a presence in the town.
A elegant businessman. People only know that the businessman comes from Chang'an, acts freely, has an ancient style but no arrogance, is good at dancing but does not dance with golden wind, and is welcomed by guests but does not deceive poor people. It is as refreshing as the breeze.
Although he is not a fool, even if a beggar comes to his house, he will give alms to Xiaoshu and even pour tea with his own hands. However, such elegant business is to pick customers after all. No matter how unreasonable the beggar is, he is moved by his kindness and kindness.
How dare I drink tea with a porcelain bowl every day? The only butcher in the town who was covered in oil was not interested in appreciating paintings and writing. The butcher was more willing to do just eating meat.
Elegant things about calligraphy and painting are always related to tea and wine. The butcher is not willing to stay there, but the people who love to drink are different. When the drunkard discovered that Chao Xiaoshu was indeed very appreciative in these aspects, he refused to leave the calligraphy and painting shop again.
, I talk about calligraphy and painting with tea and wine every day, and I will only go back to the butcher shop when I eat.
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When Xiaoshu walked into the town, Liu Bai also left Jiange and walked into Linkang City.
Liu Bai's sword was the greatest pride and glory of the Southern Jin Dynasty in many years. In Linkang City, he was like a god. However, when he walked into Linkang City, no one noticed it.
Because no one believes that the extremely ordinary person would be the Sword Saint, and no one believes that the Sword Saint would walk in the streets and alleys full of sewage in the East City.
Liu Bai walked to the dilapidated house and looked at Ye Su who was teaching the children. Ye Su looked up and saw that it was him, shook his head helplessly, and said to the children: "This is the end of today."
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(Yes, that's all today, the end of Chapter Three, see you tomorrow. In addition, Chapter 33, we need to change one word. The host is sitting in front of the window and cannot stand in front of the window unless he uses a prosthetic limb and his fingers
Head, even if Sangsang let him grow, otherwise it would be too miserable. Regarding the second senior brother, I initially wanted to write about his hair white all night, but I thought it was too old-fashioned, so I made him look like gray. When I wrote it, I wanted him to write it.
Taking this as an opportunity to shave off your hair, a brand new second brother appeared, haha...
Finally, please vote for recommendation.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)