Saint Immortal Way

"Father, brother Yiyi has known for a long time about his poetic talent. When he lived away in Qingyang in Luqiu Xian, he accidentally inscribed two poems on "The Picture of the Yin Emperor Lanning the Moon". They are both excellent masterpieces, sister." Take it out for observation almost every day!" Huang Yiyi spoke quickly, and the words came out as soon as he slipped his mouth.

Huang Daoyun couldn't help crying secretly.

"What's going on?" Huang Zongxi immediately lowered his face.

"It's okay, father. It's not a big deal that Junior Brother Lu Yang wrote two poems on the Yin Emperor's Moon Moon Map while we were away!" Huang Daoyun said hastily.

"Bring me the picture scroll!" Huang Zongxi became serious.

"Yes!" Huang Yiyi flew to the bedroom, took out the picture of Emperor Yin's Lanning the Moon, and handed it to Huang Zongxi. He unfolded the scroll, and when Huang Zongxi saw the two poems above, he couldn't help closing his eyes for a while, then opened them, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it's a good poem. I won't say anything about it, but you don't want to mention it again in the future, do you understand?"

"Yes!" The Huang family sisters nodded obediently.

"Yiyi, you go play first, I still have something to tell your sister!" Huang Zongxi waved his sleeves.Huang Yiyi muttered, turned around and went out, Huang Daoyun had a strange expression, looked at Huang Zongxi, and stopped talking.

"Daoyun, do you often observe this painting?"

"Back to Daddy, it's... yes!" Huang Daoyun hesitated for a moment, with a strange expression on his face.

"Are you emotional?" Huang Zongxi stared at Huang Daoyun's white and flawless face, thinking about it, the Lu family was the royal family of the previous dynasty. Even in the Great Kuang Dynasty, Emperor Yang still continued the blood of the Lu family, and he was known as the descendant of the gods. The ancestor of the clan was a god-man descended from the sky.Although Lu Yang was born in a poor family, it does not hinder his noble blood, and Lu Yang is a handsome young man, no matter his appearance or talent, there is no girl who does not like him.

Lu Yang is shrouded in light and mysterious mystery, which makes people look sideways.

"There is no Daoyun, absolutely not!" Huang Zongxi's face showed a trace of panic. Huang Zongxi had never directly discussed this kind of topic with her, and the sudden appearance of it really made people panic.

Huang Zongxi didn't speak, sighed for a long time, and said: "You and Chunyang have both reached the age of first love, at this time, you must grasp the propriety, and you must not miss Chunyang's training. You have also seen Chunyang's aptitude. I'm afraid your achievements are far higher than mine, so you can't be fettered by love, at least not in the past few years of training in Chunyang, so you know what to do?"

Huang Zongxi's face was pale, she gritted her teeth, nodded and said: "Father, please rest assured, for the future of junior brother, Daoyun knows how to do it!"

"Just know, go!" Huang Zongxi sighed and waved his hand.

Huang Daoyun walked into the boudoir in a daze, looked at the picture of Emperor Yin holding the moon in his hand, gritted his teeth, walked out of the other courtyard, arrived at Chunyang Residence, entered Lu Yang's study, and saw Lu Yang watching Zhengqi Song with his hands behind his back.

"Junior brother, this picture is for you!" Huang Daoyun put the picture of Emperor Yin holding the moon on the desk.

"Senior Sister, I heard that this is an authentic work, you want to give it to me?" Lu Yang was taken aback, knowing that the Yin Emperor's Painting of the Moon is very valuable.

"Well, you've already mentioned poems on it, and it's hard for me to take them anymore, you know?" Huang Daoyun pointed out, his eyes fixed on Lu Yang.

Feeling the determination in Huang Daoyun's eyes, Lu Yang couldn't help being shocked, as if his heart had been gouged out by a knife, he couldn't help being stunned.

"I see, thank you senior sister!" Lu Yang's face was a little pale, and he forced a self-deprecating smile. He took the picture of Emperor Yin holding the moon and remained silent. His heart was really desolate. This was the first time Huang Daoyun clearly hinted , true and passionate since ancient times, there is no room for hatred, love is always hurt by ruthlessness, and my first love has died before it even started.

"Okay, junior brother rest, I'm leaving!" Huang Daoyun turned around and left Chunyangju, she looked up at the sky, although the sky was clear, but in her eyes it was full of haze.

Lu Yang spread out the painting of the Emperor Yin's Lantern, his mood was agitated, and he felt an indescribable sense of loss. With a wave of his sleeves, a surge of timeless energy poured into the painting of the Emperor of Yin, and the two poems immediately emanated spiritual light, and slowly collapsed. She pulled it out and hung it on the picture scroll. Lu Yang looked at the verses on it, thinking of the Taidao Temple and the scene where Huang Daoyun stood up for him without hesitation when facing the corpse monster, Lu Yang couldn't help but feel bitter.

After a long while, Lu Yang shook his head and said with a sad smile: "Yes, the Huang family is a scholarly family, and Huang Daoyun is also the proud daughter of heaven. Looking for a spouse with excellent family background and morals, how can I dream of climbing high when I am just a poor student?"

Lu Yang sighed, feeling a little overwhelmed, shook his head to get the complicated emotions out of his mind, and then slowly walked to the book case, glanced at the celestial companion on the book case, and smiled helplessly.

"There is still some time for Su Xing, why not write other novels as soon as possible to fulfill the promise to Her Royal Highness!" Lu Yang took a deep breath, settled down, sat down, took out a black ink stick, Then he grinds the ink himself until a puddle of black ink emerges, then he gently puts down the ink stick and replaces it with a high-grade timeless ink stick, which melts the timeless air in the black ink.

I closed my eyes and meditated for a while, then opened my eyes, picked up a pen and dipped the black ink mixed with the spirit of eternity, and pressed it heavily on a piece of custom-made white paper.

"Whoa..."

The black ink mixed with the red and white timeless air spread out, as if it had life and will, spreading and interweaving, interweaving into one piece, covering the whole paper, and quickly condensing into prints the size of soybeans Character.

Lu Jianjia leaned against the door of the study, boredly watching that Lu Yang was brushing the neatly printed pages one by one. It was difficult for him to enter the study for a long time, for fear of disturbing Lu Yang's thoughts.

Throughout the morning, Lu Yang didn't say a word, let alone look at himself, Lu Jianjia turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought lunch, "Second brother, it's time to eat!"

"Take it out. I don't have an appetite. I don't want to eat. Don't bother me if I have nothing to do. Do you understand?" With an expression on his face, Lu Yang tapped the last piece of white paper, which was covered with neatly printed words. .

Lu Yang exhaled, feeling a little tired in spirit and spirit, a little dazed in front of his eyes, and even more depressed. This is already the third novel "Legend of the White Snake" after "The Story of the West Chamber" and "The Butterfly Lovers".

The spirit of eternity soared ten times, and the spiritual light in the divine court was ten times brighter. It seemed that the brain power had been developed a lot, and the wisdom had been improved again. Writing novels was already handy without hindrance.This is like printing, which consumes some spiritual thoughts and timeless energy.

Lu Jianjia pouted, so she had no choice but to take out all the food, and just stayed in the living room, sitting alone bored, playing with her feet.

The light was like water, the day was over, night fell quietly, candlelight was lit in the study, and Lu Yang was still tirelessly "brushing" the book.

Although his spirit was a little weak, Lu Yang didn't stop. There were several piles of blank paper on the desk, and every page was filled with words the size of soybeans.

Lu Jianjia is carefully sorting out the manuscript beside the desk. This is already the seventh novel. All day long, Lu Yang has been working hard on writing the book, as if possessed by a demon. The atmosphere in the study seems to be very strange and dignified, which makes Lu Jianjia Never dared to say anything.

Because it was too boring, Lu Jianjia read Liang Zhu. When she saw Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's different paths, she couldn't help crying. When she finally saw Liang and Zhu turn into butterflies, she was both sad and happy.

"Second brother, this Liang Zhu is really well written, but it's a bit long, and I struggle to read it!" Lu Jianjia said as she sorted out the manuscript, her mouth pouted slightly.

"I've tried to cut it down as much as possible. Hehe, a novel has [-] words, no more and no less. It's just right. It's just that you can't even recognize the characters, so it's hard to read!" Lu Yang didn't raise his head, directly refute.

"I've worked very hard. I already know [-] commonly used characters. What I don't recognize are some uncommon characters! This Liang Zhu is not bad, but are the others about the same?"

"Almost, but these novels about wits and beautiful women are not suitable for you, you are still suitable for reading fables!"

"What is a fable?" Lu Jianjia was curious like a good baby.

"Uh..." Lu Yang didn't know what to say, so he took a piece of white paper, picked up a pen, and wrote an article on the tortoise and the hare, only a few hundred words, and handed it to Lu Jianjia.

"Interesting, second brother, how can the tortoise and the rabbit talk, and how can they run a race? It's impossible..." Lu Jianjia laughed after seeing it.

"So it's a fable, and it's an excuse!" Lu Yang began to educate his younger sister.

"Then what does the tortoise and the hare mean?"

"Think about it yourself!"

"Oh...probably admonishing us to persevere and persevere?" Lu Jianjia thought for a long time before opening her mouth.

"That's right!" Lu Yang nodded, it seems that his sister is not stupid.

"Are there any other fables? I think fables are very interesting!" Lu Jianjia said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll write a few more for you..." Lu Yang thought for a while, and wrote a few small fables for his sister, one "Hiding the Ears and Stealing the Bell", one "Carving a Boat to Seek the Sword", one "A Good Fortune Lost a Horse", and one "Bringing a Seedling to Encourage Growth". ", one "Wait for the Rabbit", and the last one is "Buying the Tree and Returning the Pearl".

Where did Lu Jianjia read such an interesting little story? She couldn't help opening her eyes, and at the same time understood a lot of truths, so she couldn't help but feel happy.

Lu Yang was about to drive him away so as not to disturb her writing, but she didn't expect Huang Yiyi to barge in as soon as Lu Jianjia walked out of the study. rest?"

"It's okay, what's the matter, Junior Sister?" Lu Yang looked up at Huang Yiyi and asked.

"Well...that's right, my sister is sick!" Huang Yiyi hesitated.

"Sick?" Lu Yang was slightly startled, surprised in his heart, thinking that it shouldn't be, since he cultivated righteousness and protected himself with righteousness, how can he allow diseases and evils to invade?

"It seems to be suffering from the wind and cold, and I feel drowsy. Daddy said my sister is hurting herself!"

"what?!"

Lu Yang put down his pen and stopped writing. He stood up and walked to the edge of the window, looking at the gurgling water outside the window. In the stream, there were occasional pieces of plum blossoms chasing the water.

"The flowers drift away and the water flows by itself..." Lu Yang sighed, but his heart no longer had the previous sorrow, but a faint joy.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Jian Jia frowned. "Go to rest!" Lu Yang waved his hands, telling Huang Yiyi and his sister to go to rest.

Huang Yiyi muttered a few words, snatched a few fables from Lu Jianjia's hand, and returned to the boudoir without mentioning them, and Lu Jianjia followed suit.

"Senior Sister gave up her life to help again and again, what kind of friendship is this...Could it be that this Senior Sister is encouraging me to concentrate on my studies, and not to waste my studies on youthful infatuation?"

In the night wind, Lu Yang's body trembled slightly, he couldn't help but smiled wryly in his heart, and murmured: "Senior sister, senior sister, who in this world understands me, thinking that I have been a human being in two lives, could it be that I can't bear the temptation of youthful madness and infatuation, and thus be abandoned? Can’t you finish your studies? Hehe, if that’s the case, then the senior sister will underestimate Lu Yang too much!

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