Start into the abyss

Chapter 100 99. The Land of Tier-4.1 Spiritual Energy, Two Choices of Immortal Fate ([-]K words)
This was the first time Fairy Ying spoke since the poetry meeting began, and it was still a compliment.

Before Baishan could respond, Miss Song immediately became happy as if she had eaten honey. She looked at the husband beside her excitedly, her cheeks were as red as flying clouds, "The fairy is praising you, the fairy is praising you!" You!! Ahhh~~~"

Bai Shan nodded casually, but he was not ready to end.

His power "is of unknown origin", and he is destined not to be exposed to the public.

However, there is no such problem with his talent.

Then trade talents for resources.

At least it can be exchanged for the opportunity to visit the Zongmen.

However, fighting poems are just fighting one.

After finishing one song, if I want to write a second one, I have to find a title.

Therefore, he looked at the gifted scholar who was competing with him in poetry next to him and said, "Do you think that this poem was not written by me, that Ning Ning bought it from outside for my performance today?"

Miss Song was excited, when she heard what he said, her face was filled with question marks.

And the talented man who was questioned was also stunned, then shook his head again and again, and said with a smile: "Young Master Bai misunderstood, I have absolutely no intention of that.

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun. Isn't it blasphemy to use the word "buy" to describe such a poem?
Mr. Bai is a great talent, I am convinced. "

Seeing that the other party didn't cooperate, Bai Shan felt helpless, so he turned his head slightly and looked at the other young masters and ladies.

However, the other young masters and ladies didn't have any intention of jumping out to ridicule, they all smiled slightly, obviously they all thought it was good.

Seeing that there was no taunt, Bai Shan couldn't help "turning into anger from embarrassment", and said directly, "One more song."

Miss Song was stunned, and said softly with some worry: "Sir, just accept it when you see it."

"It's okay." Bai Shan said calmly, "I said, you write."

far away,

It was also the first time that Ying Qingque looked at the son-in-law of the Song family with interest.

And her great-grandmother watched quietly.

The entire open space in the middle of the lake suddenly fell silent.

Bai Shan closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the railing.

The cool breeze is blowing, the lotus leaves are in fields, and the dense gaps open and close quickly like lightning bolts. Many lotus flowers have bloomed, but some are just budding.

The underwater fish jumped out of the water from time to time, making a "plop plop plop" sound, the bugs on the water were crawling and jumping, the dragonflies by the lake were flying back and forth, and a summer picture scroll slowly unfolded.

Miss Song dipped in the ink and picked up the pen, feeling apprehensive.

Baishan read out a sentence: "The eyes of the spring are silent and cherish the trickle"

Read again: "The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun."

There was a lot of discussion.

Fairy Ying closed her eyes slightly, savoring the artistic conception.

Artistic conception is perception.

Comprehension is very important for both warriors and immortals, because if you have not realized the "realm" in some exercises, you will never be able to reach the peak.

Therefore, when Baishan practices the exercises, he will also encounter various needs for enlightenment.

Therefore, poetry has naturally become a means of "assisting practice and exercising mind".

Therefore, this fairy, who was stuck at the bottleneck and went to the world as an elder to relax, was willing to come to the mansion in the world to attend the poetry meeting.

Baishan paused for a while, looking at the lotus in the distance
The buds swayed, the lotus leaves fluttered like skirts, and an abrupt dragonfly flew from afar and slowly landed on the tip of the buds.

This feeling and this scene just correspond to the poem.

Bai Shan threw out the last two sentences:
"Xiao He just showed her sharp corners,

Dragonflies have already stood on their heads. "

As soon as these two sentences were written, and before everyone had time to taste them, Fairy Ying opened her eyes, and her icy expression melted slightly, "You are not bad."

After the three words fell, Miss Song immediately became happy, and the previous depression was swept away.

Fairy Ying ignored her, and ignored everyone, as if Miss Song and everyone were just dust and ants in her eyes, and there was no need to care about it at all. She settled on Bai Shan and said, "I'll take you to a place."

Miss Song took Bai Shan's arm and said happily: "Go, go!"

Bai Shan saluted and said, "Thank you fairy."

Fairy Ying raised her hand, beckoned a cloud, stepped on the cloud, and waved to Bai Shan: "Come here."

Bai Shan walked quickly, looked at the cloud, and stepped on it tentatively.

As soon as he stepped on it, he felt that the surface of the cloud was like flat ground, neither shaking nor shaking.

Fairy Ying flexed her fingers slightly, and the clouds floated up.

Then, without saying anything, the fairy drove the cloud to go far away, gradually going away and disappearing.

This happened in a twist of events.

Fairies do whatever they want.

The young masters and young ladies who participated in the banquet began to discuss after a while.

Miss Song was full of joy, she ran to Ying Qingque and asked, "Si Niang, where are they going?"

Ying Qingque smiled and said, "It's a chance after all."

Afterwards, she said again: "I didn't expect this uncle to be really good and talented. The two poems are top-notch works. I was mistaken."

Miss Song was happy in her heart, but her face was not happy, she said: "Who knows, he usually doesn't write poems at home."

Ying Qingque knew that she was really proud, so she didn't answer, but said: "Grandma is gone, and I won't stay anymore. The leader of this poetry club can also be decided."

Miss Song nodded, feeling a little lost.

At this time, Zhang Xiuxiu ran over and said, "Ning Ning, is it true? Doesn't Mr. Bai usually write poems at home?"

When Miss Song heard this question, she regained her spirits immediately, and sighed: "Yes. He was silent, and suddenly he wrote these two poems. I don't know if they are good or not."

Zhang Xiuxiu said: "Of course it's well written."

Miss Song suddenly said: "Really?"

Zhang Xiuxiu said: "Of course it is! Whether it is the sentence 'The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun', or the sentence 'The little lotus just shows its sharp horns, and a dragonfly stands on its head' are all poems. The picture scroll is too beautiful to behold.”

Miss Song held her chin and asked doubtfully, "Is that so good?"

Next to him, another lady answered, "It's very good, Ningning, where did you find this talented husband-in-law?"

"It's really capable."

"He was also taken away by the immortal. This is due to the immortal fate. Ningning, your man is also very good, right?"

"It's really a man and a woman, it's a match made in heaven."

Various voices gradually sounded.

Miss Song seemed to have gotten into a honey pot, her face was calm, but she was overjoyed in her heart, she felt a sense of elation and comfort, and when she thought about Bai Shan's face, she felt much more handsome, and her heart couldn't help but flutter.

The cloud landed on a green peak shrouded in mist.

Baishan looked left and right, only to see a spiritual spring hanging down from the sky,

Blossoming spiritual flowers, rootless and floating,

In the depths of the forest, there are still fairy fruits.

The fairy fruit is bounded on the rootless spiritual flower, and naturally it is not the nutrients in the soil, but the essence of the sun and the moon.

When Bai Shan was in the country of ice and fire, he once asked the little prodigal.

Lingquan is a place of first-level spiritual energy, but it is a pity that the spiritual energy is insufficient to produce rootless flowers.

The spiritual flower is a place of second-level spiritual energy, but because of insufficient spiritual energy, the flower space cannot produce spiritual fruit.

With the spiritual fruit, it is naturally a place of third-order spiritual energy.

Although Baishan practiced in a place of second-order aura before, it was completely unsuitable for human habitation, where the "power of fire" was rich in second-order aura, and there was still a difference between a place with second-order aura suitable for long-term living.

But now, here, it is a land of third-order spiritual energy.

Fairy Ying walked ahead without saying a word.

Baishan followed behind.

The green peak twists and turns, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and a small small building near the cliff appears in front of you.

Fairy Ying pushed open the door and entered, beckoned and said, "Come."

Bai Shan didn't know what the fairy meant, but since he got here, he didn't think too much, so he followed closely without asking any questions.

The small building is quite quiet, the south window leans against the cliff, looking out, you can see clouds and mists rushing past like tides, thousands of peaks like reefs, stirring up many snow waves and silver waves.

Fairy Ying sat under the table in front of the window, pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Sit."

Bai Shan sat down.

Fairy Ying said coldly: "If I practice a method, it will be useless anyway."

Bai Shan said politely: "I may not be able to help the fairy's magic."

Fairy Ying tilted her head slightly, looked out the window indifferently, and said coldly: "Cultivation involves not only cultivating strength, but also state of mind.

This state of mind is not necessarily your temperament, but the state you have and the artistic conception you enter when practicing this method.
When I practiced that method, I reached a bottleneck. I wanted to feel the mighty power in my daily life, and I wanted to feel the vastness in the pureness.

I couldn't comprehend it, so I came to the world, looking for an opportunity. "

She looked at Baishan, and said suddenly: "The two poems you wrote before have a very good artistic conception, so I want you to help me.

You have lived here for three years, and you will leave when you write the artistic conception I want.

After three years, if you still can't write, then don't go back. "

Her voice was flat, but Baishan could tell that her "don't go back" meant "If you can't write, you will die".

The reason why she is plain is that in her eyes, Baishan is not equal at all, but an ant-like existence.

Although it is an ant, it is a special ant after all, otherwise she would not have brought it here.

Bai Shan's expression froze.

The hostility of this fairy is actually greater than that of the little prodigals?

Who is the immortal and who is the evil spirit from the abyss?
No wonder the hermit would say that immortals are the cause of the turmoil in the world, but just looking at Fairy Ying, he really felt that what he said was true.

Not eating the smoke and fire of the world, it is just saying "powerful", not temperamental.

Think about it, the world is already so intriguing, and the immortals can only upgrade.

With a wave of her hand, Fairy Ying threw out the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then threw out a jade box.

The two fell on the table and spread out in front of Baishan.

Fairy Ying said coldly: "In the box is a Bigu Pill. After eating it, you don't need to eat or drink for a month. I will come to you again after a month."

After that, she got up and wanted to leave.

But as soon as she got up, she heard the mortal on the opposite side read leisurely: "The cloud in the pillow is near a thousand peaks"

Her fairy body shook, and she stopped the steps she was about to leave.

Because these short seven characters actually express a different kind of artistic conception.

It is obviously an ordinary object like a "pillow", but it has turned into a hidden universe.

Close your eyes and enjoy it for a while, as if sleeping on the clouds above thousands of peaks.

Bai Shan continued: "The sound of pine trees under the bed is mournful."

He stood up slowly and looked out the window.

Then he said: "It depends on watching Yinshan shoot the waves of the sky, and open the window to let it into the river."

At the point of these two sentences, Fairy Ying was stunned, and after reading a few words, she felt her heart tremble. The artistic conception in it sorted out her bottleneck that had not been shaken for a long time, and made it loose.

The cloud in the pillow, the sound of pine under the bed, open the window and put it into the sea of ​​clouds, just like putting it into the big river
A vast and majestic aura rose up.

It seems that the infinite sword has turned into the tide of the river and sea, galloping out from the two sleeves, majestic and shaking the sky.

The ice and snow in Fairy Ying's pupils melted more and more.

Bai Shan said lightly: "Fairy, can I go?"

Fairy Ying said: "You must not leave."

After thinking about it, she added: "My name is Yingfengxian."

After a while.

One person and one fairy came to the cliff behind Xiaozhu.

Ying Fengxian stood quietly, her pretty face was covered with frost, her cold and charming posture was like a cold peak in the sky, in her phoenix tail-like dress, her long legs like icy crystals and jade slipped like lotus stems standing quietly, floating out of the dust, inviolable .

Bai Shan stood beside her, looking at the sea of ​​mist and clouds in the distance, flowing through thousands of mountains and ravines.

Ying Fengxian suddenly said: "Bai Shan, I see your wife's demeanor, she probably wants you to cultivate immortality? What do you think?"

Bai Shan said politely: "Senior, I've reached the fifth level of martial arts, and I'm thinking about going further."

"That's good. From now on, you can stay in Qingyun Sect to practice, and it will be regarded as repaying the karma for helping me practice." Ying Fengxian said, her voice was not so cold.

She thought for a while, and then said: "As for how to stay, I will give you a few options.

One, hang it under my name and worship me as a teacher. You can go anywhere in Qingyun Sect. You can go to places that outer disciples cannot go, and places where inner disciples need the master's permission to enter. You don't need to report, you can go directly. enter.

But after I break through the bottleneck, I will leave here.

And before I leave, I will watch your performance and make a decision.

If you don't satisfy me, I will expel you from the house, and even abolish your practice.

The cause and effect of you and me are also cut off directly, and there is no relationship anymore;

Second, I asked the Qingyun sect master to accept you as an inner disciple. The suzerain will definitely teach you carefully for my sake.

You will also have many brothers and sisters, and there will be people who will discuss with you.

After that, it doesn't matter to you or me. "

After all, she said, "Which one do you choose?"

Bai Shan thought for a while, what he wanted was exercises, not teaching, so the first condition should be the most suitable.

but
He has concerns.

That mysterious "Miss" once said that it would definitely be inappropriate for him to spend this life with Song Youning well if he stayed here in Qing Yunzong.

So, he asked: "Excuse me, senior, if I become your disciple, can I return to the Song Mansion every day?"

"Dear one?" Ying Fengxian asked indifferently, "Eternal life is not the same as short life, her life is just your day and night."

However, she looked into the young man's persistent eyes, thought about the young man's talent, and said, "Family affection and love will only affect cultivation.

At our level, all we want is to find a Taoist partner who can be mutually beneficial and accompany us for a long time.

Mortals are obsessed with sex and pay attention to reproduction.

But we have intercourse with Taoist companions, but it is only for the harmony of yin and yang, to eliminate demons, and to seek allies.

If you are really talented and able to cultivate, then I will help you find a suitable Taoist partner for you.

Let go of these meaningless feelings.

Mortals are nothing but ants and dust.

The mortal world is nothing but a place for games and leisure. "

(End of this chapter)