Dao Fruit

"It seems that after I go back, I will read the classics again. Maybe I can find a way in the future, but I don't know how unfamiliar I am."

Since ancient times, the poor in culture and the rich in military affairs.

Most people who practice martial arts come from a wealthy family. Even if they are poor but have talent, they can join some martial arts sects, and then they can practice martial arts without worrying about food and clothing.

However, in addition to some secrets of unique skills passed down orally, most of the skills are still recorded in books, which requires many people to be literate before practicing martial arts. Even if they cannot write well, they must still be able to distinguish. If you don't give a rough idea, otherwise you won't be able to practice some martial arts classics, let alone understand their profound meaning.

Zhang Yue was dressed as a Confucian scholar, and he once had the idea of ​​obtaining fame. Later, he completely embarked on the path of martial arts. He learned by analogy, and his spiritual realm improved rapidly. He understood the power of the sword and became invincible at the same level.

It wasn't until he reached the pinnacle of foundation building that he couldn't be promoted and was stuck at a bottleneck, then he stopped advancing. However, in terms of age, he was still proud of the martial arts world, which shows his talent and understanding.

Listening to Qiu Yan's words tonight brought back memories of the past and gave me a lot of insights. The realm that had been stagnant for a long time showed signs of loosening.

For a moment, everyone was deep in thought. Deep in his heart, a little fragment of inner demons quietly seeped into it. As his thoughts flowed, a little memory from Qiu Yan's theory was integrated into his heart, but it was still relatively thin. .

"The method of doctrine coincides with the purpose of sacrifice, but I don't have a specific idea of ​​how to spread it. I just used these people as examples and spent several years observing and building a foundation. After all, whether it is doctrine or Shinto, it must be laid out from top to bottom, with a high-level building. If you have it, the basic branches must not be bad, and you must have a sufficient understanding of each step, so as not to be controlled by the Shinto system. The world is complicated and the world is changing. When you are walking in the world, you should preach to others. "

When the eastern sky turned slightly white, Qiu Yan stopped teaching and then said goodbye to everyone.

Of course they were reluctant to leave, but they also knew that the time had come.

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."

With a sigh, Zhang Yue straightened his clothes and saluted Qiu Yan again. This time, his respectful attitude was sincere.

Xiong Ling and others also saluted normally, no longer showing Qiu Yan's magical power, but showing genuine respect.

"After tonight, we will definitely make progress in martial arts. No matter how successful we are in the future, we will never forget what happened today." The two well-dressed men also gained a lot. Although they were reluctant to give up, they also restrained themselves. Got the thoughts in my mind.

Their employer, the young man in brocade uniform Zhao Dayou, shook his head: "Even a layman like me has heard a lot of profound ideas from your husband's words. I need to clean up my life after I return. It's a pity that my husband doesn't want to accept me as his apprentice." , I can’t serve you, otherwise I would be willing to do it even if you are a book boy. However, Dayou also knows that immortality cannot be achieved easily, and I think it will take several tests. "

When this man spoke, he sounded quite domineering, but after a night of conversation, everyone else could see that this Zhao Dayou had lived in flattery and compliments since he was a child, and did not know the details of how to behave, and he lacked consideration when speaking. A dandy, but not a bully.

At this time, the middle-aged scribe came over and asked cautiously: "I also want to let you know that I have been traveling around the world in the next few years and want to record some strange things. I encountered something strange tonight and I want to compile the experience into a book. I’ll also write down my husband’s affairs, is that okay?”

This middle-aged scribe also introduced himself as Wei Zongyuan. He was a failed scholar who failed to succeed in many trials and became frustrated.

When he was young, this man was also called a child prodigy and was considered a talented person. After he realized that there was no hope for the imperial examination, his mind changed and he actually became interested in the supernatural things that he had stayed away from when he was studying, and his behavior became more and more cynical.

Qiu Yan knew that this was a kind of indulgence for scholars when their future was hopeless. Wei Zongyuan said that he wrote "Zhiguai", but in fact it was an allusion to the current world, and he wanted to use it to express his depression of not being able to recognize his talents.

Noticing the changes in the person's three fires of happiness, wealth and longevity, Qiu Yan realized that this person would inevitably be entangled with ghosts, gods and monsters in his life, which was both destiny and opportunity.

"Of course I won't interfere with whatever you want to write." Shaking his head, Qiu Yan's words reassured the other party.

Wei Zongyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt happy. He felt that today was the most important thing he had experienced in his life. If he could record it and pass it down to the world, it would be a life worth living.

Sure enough, a few years later, Wei Zongyuan returned to his hometown and built a study with a tea shed in it. He often sat in it and wrote furiously, recording the strange things in the past few years, and adding his own opinions and hidden insights. , and created a notebook of ghosts and monsters, called "Night Talk in the Forest", which can be regarded as a commemoration of today's events.

This is also a later story.

However, Wei Zongyuan asked a question and received Qiu Yan's reply. A drunken scholar came over with a painting in his arms and frowned: "Looking at Sir, he should be walking in the secular world. If it is known that he is mixing in trivial matters with gods and monsters, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers. I advise him." Mr. Wei, please don’t write down too much or in detail.”

Wei Zongyuan glanced at Qiu Yan in embarrassment and said in a low voice: "Of course I know this. I will still use a pseudonym when the time comes, and it won't involve Mr."

Having said this, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked Mr. Gao for his name yet."

When he said this, everyone else also became interested. It was not that no one had thought of this question, but that they were afraid of asking it too abruptly.

Qiu Yan glanced at a few people, called to Hu Qi and Dai Guo, took the luggage and package over, and finally said: "My name is not a secret. You have mentioned it before."

"Did we mention it?"

Several people fell into doubts, and soon their expressions changed. Zhao Dayou, a young man in brocade clothes, suddenly turned pale and started to tremble.

"It seems I remembered it," Qiu Yan said with a smile, "I am the Qiu Yan you call me."

"Qiu Yan!"

Hearing this name, whether they were warriors such as Zhang Yue or Xiong Ling, or Confucian scholars such as You Zui or Wei Zongyuan, or even the scholar Xiaoyu, they all looked dumbfounded.

Although they had guessed something, they still felt a little unbelievable when they heard Qiu Yan admit it personally.

"I only thought Qiu Yan was a talented scholar, but I didn't expect..." Xiong Ling murmured.

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder the hand of Mr. Painting Sutra has changed like this." Looking down at the scroll, You Zui calmed down his surprise slightly.

Zhang Yue took a long breath and shook his head: "Zhang just passed through Dongdu a few days ago. If he knew about your husband, he should have paid a visit at that time."

"Even if you go to visit at that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see Mr. Zhao." Zhao Dayou walked up to Qiu Yan and apologized for his rude behavior in the inn and asked for forgiveness.

In order to show off, Zhao Dayou wanted to improve his knowledge by slandering Qiu Yan. Looking back now, he was certainly afraid. Fortunately, he saw that Qiu Yan was not a narrow-minded person, so he did not run away.

"There is no need to say this again. Just when you are out, you still need to pay attention to some words. You should not belittle others for no reason, even if that person is not acquainted with you."

Having said this, Qiu Yan handed over his hands and said goodbye to several people.

"This place should be not far from the official road. The sky will be bright and there won't be much danger. Just say goodbye."

After hearing this, You Zui and others realized that Qiu Yan was willing to stay for the night talk for safety reasons.

At this time, Yang Zhong, a thin scholar, suddenly said: "Sir, since you are Qiu Yan, are you going west this time to take the imperial examination? However, I heard that those who have cultivated themselves will be successful in the imperial examination, but they will also have problems in the officialdom in the future. It's hard to get into the hall because of the constraints. I hope sir can pay attention. "Yang Zhong also went to rush for the exam, but he didn't ask to go with him. He just reminded him.

"Oh? I've heard about this, but I don't know much about it." Qiu Yan's heart moved and he captured some information from Yang Zhong's words, "What does Brother Yang know?"

Yang Zhong waved his hands repeatedly: "Sir, please don't call me that. I am Zhe Sha. You are older than me. If you don't give up, I will call myself my younger brother."

Qiu Yan nodded, knowing that although he had shown his knowledge and gained Yang Zhong's respect, he was still a self-respecting person after all, and he would not be humbled by this.

"There have been rumors about this magical monk since ancient times, and there are also people who are officials. I just heard that the luck of the dynasty is difficult to reconcile with it, and it is difficult to set foot in the court. Most of them are left to the outside, so there are many restrictions. However, generally there are cultivators. People with magical powers are all Taoist priests and cannot easily become officials." As he spoke, Yang Zhong's face showed a look of reminiscence, "I heard these things in Jiangnan Academy, although I didn't know them there. You can get some anecdotes even if you are taken seriously, but I won’t be able to know more.”

"The luck of the dynasty?" Qiu Yan frowned slightly after hearing this and had some ideas. Then he thanked Yang Zhong and set off on the road with Hu Qi.

Looking at Qiu Yan's retreating figure, everyone had different thoughts.

"I didn't expect that such a person would take the imperial examination. He really lives in seclusion in the city and gains wisdom. I have to be more careful when I see scholars in the future." Xiong Ling muttered.

You Zui looked down at the scroll in his hand and smiled softly.

Then, the group of people said goodbye to each other, some left, and some stayed together. Little did they know that this gathering would become a popular anecdote decades later.

A night chat left the seeds of Qiu Yan's theories and ideas in the hearts of several people. These seeds will blossom and bear fruit only after people have experienced the ups and downs of life as time goes by.

At this moment, on several people, a thin ray of luck could be vaguely seen across time and space, connected with the outline of a god.

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"Sir, why are you wasting so much time on those people?"

On the way, Dai Guo finally had a chance to speak and couldn't help complaining. He wanted to find a place to take a bath, but ended up in the demon's den. He fought hard for a long time and was sweating profusely. He has been unable to do so until now.

"Today's cause will be tomorrow's result. These people may be the foundation for my enlightenment in the future." Qiu Yan glanced at Dai Guo and saw that the latter was disapproving, so he added: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, how can you Knowing who they are today, what will they look like in a few years?" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)