fairy wife

This was the first time Qiuqiu had seen the head of the sect clearly from the front.

Her eyebrows are light, her eyes are like a cat that hasn't woken up, her whole face is delicate and delicate, with a lazy look like a cat that hasn't slept enough.

It's not what Qiuqiu originally imagined.

Qiuqiu originally thought that the head of the sect must be a flamboyant and domineering beauty.When I watched her dance that day, I couldn't see her face clearly, so I could only imagine it.

But I didn't expect... Well, in terms of appearance alone, most of the disciples in the Purple Jade Pavilion are probably better than the head of the sect.

Maybe this is another manifestation of being incapable of appearance?

Qiuqiu stepped forward and dipped her hand into the jade basin.

She did not understand what kind of trial this was.

Just now, after someone dipped their hands in it, they suddenly jumped up with a groaning sound, as if their hands were not dipped in water but in boiling oil.

Does it hurt so much?

Qiuqiu was also unavoidably a little apprehensive.

It obviously looks like water, does it really hurt?

As a result, after putting the hand in, it was soft and warm...it was lukewarm water.

Qiuqiu raised her head in surprise, and the sect leader nodded to her with approval in her smile.

Qiuqiu was surprised to pass the trial so easily.

After returning home, she was curious in every possible way. When she asked Master about it, Aunt Yan said softly, "Do you think it's lukewarm water?"

"Yeah, it's like a hot spring..." Qiuqiu froze for a moment.

She seemed to have never been in contact with hot springs, so she didn't know why she said that the water looked like hot springs.

as if.It's like she's been in touch.

"I was the same at the beginning, and I was stuck before this level." Aunt Yan said: "The test is not the hand, but the heart. What you think it is in your heart is actually what it is."

Qiuqiu thought, could it be that she thought it was a basin of warm water, did the water really turn into a warm hot spring?

The fellow who passed by in front of him was thinking about what kind of pot it was that would cause such pain?

Qiuqiu really wanted to ask Master. At that time, she thought it was a pot of something, but thought that this should be Master's sad thing, so she changed the subject considerately.

"Master, if we want to learn the Purple Jade Jue, do we need to go somewhere else? I don't want to leave Master, I don't want to leave the flower garden."

"You don't need to leave. The master will teach you the Purple Jade Art in two days. How much you can understand depends on everyone's understanding."

"To be the head of the sect, do you have to master the Purple Jade Art?"

Aunt Yan stroked her apprentice's hair in satisfaction: "That's right. The founder of Ziyu Pavilion left Ziyu Jue. It is said that she comprehended Ziyu Pavilion to the tenth level, and her enlightenment soared. No one can reach this height, and the highest is Kunou."

The one who masters the best can succeed as the head?This method of competition is undoubtedly fair and transparent, and it is clear at a glance.

But what Aunt Yan said next broke Qiuqiu's thinking: "Those who have never learned the Purple Jade Jue cannot be the head of the sect. But those who have learned the Ziyu Jue best may not necessarily be the head of the sect. "

Qiuqiu felt something stuck in her throat.

Yes, the truth is very simple.People who can only practice.As the head of the sect, he neither knows how to play tricks to balance the internal affairs, nor does he know how to socialize with the outside world. How can he support such a sect?

Qiuqiu thought, anyway, she doesn't have that talent, and she is definitely not the one who learns the best, and she has no chance of being the head of the sect.

ah.By the way, Sujuan lost in this election.She passed out at the basin.Her face was blue and she was terrified. No one knew what terrible thing she saw in that basin of water.

The secret buried deep in everyone's heart can be hidden from those around him, but it is revealed in front of a basin of water.

When the master taught them the Purple Jade Art, they didn't teach them by word of mouth, and the seven of them who were selected stood around the master.

The woman with peerless charm stood beside the crape myrtle tree, and reached out to pick off a flower spike.

The gently swaying flower spikes transformed into countless phantoms in her palm, and the afterimages of flower shapes scattered like tangible objects.

Qiuqiu felt something imprinted in her mind.

Qiuqiu closed her eyes.

Those are not words, but a kind of comprehension, a kind of experience.

The master used this method to convey her understanding of the Ziyu Jue to them.

Ziyu Jue has no formulas, no words, and even no specific method of how to practice.

The flowers bloom happily in spring, and the vigorous flowing vitality makes people tremble.The breeze brushes the cheeks, the time flies, the stream flows into the sea, the sun shines on everything, and people struggle in the vast world, repeating the constant cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death.

And cultivating the Tao is to jump out of this cycle and seek the truth between heaven and earth.

Her eyes suddenly opened, and she found herself standing in a vast sea of ​​crape myrtle flowers in full bloom.

The master stood beside her, looking at her with a smile.

"Master."

The leader nodded to her, turned and walked forward.

Qiuqiu came back to her senses and hurriedly followed her footsteps.

Instinctively, she felt that she had fallen into a mysterious and indescribable state.

This is not the real world.

Here... flowers are blooming everywhere you can see, the sky is full of colorful and beautiful cloud shadows, and birds with long tails and colorful wings fly low over your shoulders and fingertips.A misty singing sound came from a distant place, as light as if flying in the air.

"Your savvy is higher than I imagined." The headmaster stopped, and his fingertips lightly brushed her eyebrows: "Perhaps your future achievements will far surpass mine."

Her voice is clear and pleasant.

"Are you displeased with my actions?"

Qiuqiu froze for a moment.

The head of the sect actually spoke out what was on her mind straight to the point.

Qiuqiu wanted to shake her head and deny it, but under her clear eyes, lying or denying became a stupid thing.

Qiuqiu whispered, "I don't know..."

She's not prevarication.

She really doesn't know.

Ziyu Pavilion is such a contradictory place.There is a beautiful scenery here, as clean as a paradise.There are also some beautiful girls who live here.

But this kind of beauty seems floating and fragile. The beauty of appearance and the ugliness of reality are intertwined, which makes Qiuqiu feel at a loss.

"It's nothing. You are still young and your heart is very clean. You don't understand how complicated the world is. In this world, pure black and absolute white do not exist. Even if they exist, they will be destroyed and tainted immediately. More people are mixed between black and white."

Qiuqiu heard her say: "If there is no Ziyu Pavilion, where will these disciples and disciples be? What will happen to them?"

Qiuqiu was taken aback.

If there is no Purple Jade Pavilion...

Where will these coveted girls with different physiques go and what will happen to them?

Qiuqiu thought of herself, and thought of the situation when she was taken off the hijab, but was horrified to find that she had fallen into the clutches of the clutches.

Probably... no better than death.Maybe worse than death.

"The founder of the school established the Ziyu Pavilion. It was very simple at first, just to let these women who were approached and abused have a place to stay and learn a little self-protection. Struggling to survive amidst the prejudice and persecution of the world Go on. No one knows what will happen tomorrow, but everyone must work hard to live." The head said softly: "Even if it is the sun that shines in the sky, there are places that cannot shine. There are people standing in the light .Some people live in the shadows. In the future, you will gradually understand this truth."

The surrounding flowers bloomed one after another, and then withered in pieces.The petals cover the sky, almost burying people.

Qiuqiu seemed to hear someone calling her name.

The voice was very calm, as if it was close at hand, but also as if it was far away in the sky.

Qiuqiu turned around in confusion.

The fluttering petals fell one after another, but she was still standing beside the flower tree in Ziyu Pavilion.Beside her is her fellow disciple.

In just a short breath, she seemed to have passed a long, long time.

Is this the wonder of the Purple Jade Jue?

Under the lights at night.Aunt Yan saw that her apprentice was in a trance, so she forcibly resisted the urge to ask.

Cultivating the Dao is impossible like other things, and the gestures of each move are clear so that she can do it well.Aunt Yan had never learned the Ziyu Jue, so she couldn't do it even if she wanted to teach her disciples.

She poured a cup of water, thought about it, and added some clear dew to it, so that she could calm her mind.

Qiuqiu took the water cup and said, "Thank you, Master."

But looking at her drinking water, she was totally absent-minded. It is estimated that she didn't drink out what was added to the water.

Aunt Yan comforted her softly: "Don't push yourself too hard, this kind of thing doesn't come in a hurry."

"I know, Master." Qiuqiu put down the water cup, "I'm not in a hurry, I just... don't understand something."

"What's the matter?"

Qiuqiu said frankly, "I can't tell."

Her state really made Aunt Yan both happy and worried.

The apprentice's understanding really made her not know what to do.If she had a normal mind, she would not have these realizations and doubts.And now she is at an important juncture from ignorance to enlightenment.After taking this step, there will be no limit in the future.

But Aunt Yan couldn't help her take this step.

Only by herself.

Qiuqiu was confused, she would eat when Aunt Yan asked her to eat, and she would sleep when Aunt Yan asked her to.Lie down and close your eyes and fell asleep in an instant.

Aunt Yan couldn't sleep.She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Tu'er, but her thoughts flew to a very distant place, to a long, long time ago.

The moon shadow shifted quietly, and Qiuqiu's breathing was even and steady.

Aunt Yan stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the hair sticking to her cheek.

Aunt Yan was always grateful for being able to survive the misfortune at that time.

She thought, in the dark, there should be countless gods and immortals watching them, right?

I hope they can protect Qiuqiu and let this child go on a smooth journey. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: I have to get up early tomorrow, and I may not be able to go home at night, so I have to spend the night outside. There are a lot of special things recently.