Apart from practicing, the two of them chatted happily.

Yu Hua lives in the ivory tower of the sect and rarely comes into contact with people like Gu Wen who are apostate and deviant. Many of his ideas are strange and weird, but she can't help but agree with them.

Especially the other party's understanding of the relationship between sect, family, elders, parents, master and disciple.

The sect protects them, the masters nurture them, and the elders protect them. I will naturally treat them kindly, and if they don’t, I will strike hard at them.

You can make the decision, why can't I?

You insect will only harm the sect.

Gu Wen's words awakened her: the animality of power is always higher than emotion, and all attempts to compete for the right to speak will be suppressed.

What's more, when it comes to sects, have you ever met, talked to, or had meals with those in power?

A sect cannot represent an individual, and an individual cannot represent a sect.

Heavy topics only last a moment.

Yu Hua took out from his sleeve the notebook he used to practice calligraphy that he had left with Gu Wen yesterday, and read:

"Who by the river first saw the moon? When did the moon on the river first shine on people..."

Her voice was elegant and soft, revealing a hint of etherealness under the moonlight. After reading, she asked: "Is there anything more behind it?"

Many sentences in this book are basically incomplete due to Gu Wen's personal preference, or laziness, and to preserve the idea of ​​"occasionally getting an isolated piece".

Gu Wen could feel that Yu Hua liked this poem very much, so his tone became lighter.

It's troublesome. He knew it was going to happen today, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who can eat people with a soft mouth and short hands with others.

Fortunately, he had already prepared his words and said, "This article was acquired by Gu by chance."

"Huh?" Yu Hua frowned slightly, making a slightly dissatisfied nasal sound, and said, "You make one up."

Auntie, you really don’t know much about the world. Can you just make this up?

Gu Wen was a little ashamed. How could he edit "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"? The adaptation is not random editing, and the play is not nonsense.

The most he can do is copy the original text, but he doesn't dare to change it randomly, because the secret will definitely be revealed. But he has to say that he must give Yu Hua a satisfactory answer.

Maybe Yu Hua didn't mean anything else, he simply loved "Spring River and Moonlight Night" and was eager to know the follow-up. But Gu Wen couldn't fully understand his mood, as the other party was his investor.

When a person puts expectations on someone who has invested money into it, it should not be a sign of clumsiness, but a response.

If you don't rise, how can others continue to sell?

If you are not good, how can you make others think favorably of you?

I'm in a different world and I'm controlled by others. What's wrong with asking my ancestors to take care of me?

Yu Hua read the poems over and over again.

She can feel the charm contained in this poem, which can make her practice a step further. This is also the mystery of going down the mountain to experience the world of mortals. Sometimes the Tao is not something that is flaunted by the realm of magic. It exists in all things and also in mortals.

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This is how literature conveys the truth.

The sentence "Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon on the river shine on people for the first time?" revealed a sense of loneliness, using the color of the river and the moon to illustrate the eternal immutability of heaven and earth and the transience of individuals, which already made her heart palpitate. She thought

There should be a next section, but I'm a little unsure.

Suddenly, a calm voice came, neither slow nor slow, with a slightly calm melody.

"Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon look alike every year. I don't know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds fade away leisurely, and I am filled with sorrow on the green maple pond."

Yu Hua's eyes brightened slightly and he urged: "What else?"

"Whose family is in trouble tonight? Where can I miss the bright moon in the building? It's a pity that the moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be reflected on someone's dressing table."

Gu Wen continued to talk, and as he expected, the goddess bathing in the moonlight in front of her stopped moving and became entangled.

Obviously he is not satisfied, which is also normal. There is a saying: "Who first sees the moon by the river? When does the moon on the river shine on people for the first time?" If you are in front, you can't surpass it no matter what.

Otherwise, the quatrains would not be called quatrains.

Yu Hua was a little dissatisfied and said, "Why did it turn into Si Chou later?"

"Because it was written by a mortal."

Gu Wen seems to want to guide the other party to separate the first part from the second part, and the latter part is indeed different. He likes the magnificence of the first half, and also likes the human touch of the second half, but his ancestors cannot cultivate immortality.

"Life is only a few decades, and there are many emotions and desires. Only longing is always the same. Immortals should not be able to appreciate it."

It rises from the bright moon and falls into the world of mortals.

Yu Hua suddenly realized something. He stood up and raised his hands to Gu Wen, saying, "Fellow Taoist, I have learned from you."

Gu Wen returned the gift with a cupped hand, which was regarded as the establishment of their relationship, except for the interests.

Fellow Taoist, it’s the beginning of a good relationship. I wonder if Zhao Feng, the licking dog, is there?

At Yu Hua's request, Gu Wen copied the entire "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" into a book, but for some reason his own notebook seemed to belong to the other party.

He picked up the pen and she studied the ink, leaving flowers on the green curtain and fragrant red sleeves.

While Gu Wen was writing his own "dog crawling character", he asked Zhao Feng, who was ten thousand meters away: Did Yu Hua grind the ink for you?

Yu Huadao's mind was clear and there were not so many distracting thoughts. She was concentrating on Gu Wen's every stroke, otherwise she would not be able to recognize it clearly.

"Why add another one on the side?"

"The two pronunciations have different words but the same meaning."

Due to the long history of ancient poems, there may be different versions or wording differences in the process of circulation. "Yi Zuo" is often used to mark these differences.

Yu Hua whispered "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"

Gu Wen thought of what happened in the tooth market, and then asked: "Gu has never competed with anyone since he started practicing. If he fights against others, what are his chances of winning?"

"With whom?"

"A mortal who is strong and proficient in martial arts."

"I can't estimate the life-and-death fight between you and me, but with your current level of cultivation at the first level of Taoism, it's hard for a mortal to stop you."

"What if it's a monk?"

Yu Hua paused, the spiritual sound filling his ears did not recognize Gu Wen's thoughts. He was not nervous or afraid.

"If you meet a monk and flee to me, don't fight with him. Anyone who enters the world is a descendant of a large sect, and their methods are not something you can compete with with a spiritual treasure. Moreover, you have little experience in practicing for the first time, and there are many You don’t even recognize the means.”

She has changed a bit now and is no longer stingy about taking action just because of her preference.

"What if it's an emergency?"

"Just attack with all your strength. Kill the opponent and you'll be safe."

"What fellow Taoist said is extremely true." Gu Wen agreed very much. In many cases, trouble cannot be avoided.

The only way to solve the problem is to solve it.

He asked again: "Do you know how many monks there are in Daqian?"

"Normally speaking, there are three hundred people. Whenever the Immortal Land is opened, Tianji Pavilion will list the three rankings of heaven and earth people in each session, listing the geniuses of each sect one by one. The lowest ranking person must be fifty years old. Only those who have cultivated the golden elixir before can be included in the list."

Yu Hua replied, hearing the word "tacky" in Gu Wen's surprised mind, and then asked: "Do you know where I rank?"

Gu Wen complimented: "Of course he is number one."

However, Yu Hua did not deny it. He raised a finger and said: "There are a hundred people on the list of outstanding people, fifty people on the list of talented people, ten people on the list of destiny, and I am at the top of them, and the number one on the destiny list."

Is she so strong?

Gu Wen paused, but seemed to think it was reasonable. If there were many foreign monks in the world, then Yu Hua was the only one who was on an equal footing with the imperial power.

Yu Hua continued: "Those with strong destiny are inherently invincible, those with extraordinary bones are inherently talented, and there are countless outstanding people. There is no distinction between high and low in the three rankings. The heaven ranking depends on destiny, the earth ranking depends on bones, and the human ranking depends on strength. "

"In order to prevent large-scale sect fighting, each sect with a true king can only have three people, one of whom will enter the world, the second will protect the law, and the third will protect the Tao."

Yu Hua turned his head to look at Gu Wen inexplicably, and stopped talking. The candlelight on the table reflected the looming outline of his chin through the gauze.

Gu Wen didn't think much about it at first, but he understood something because of the sudden silence.

It is obvious that the Gu family is the guardian and now the Zhao family.

"You don't complain?"

Yu Hua asked softly.

The breeze beside her ears brought silent thoughts, and Gu Wen still lowered his head and wrote poems for her. The candlelight reflected his facial features, and his eyes were darker than the night.

He is not handsome, and he is definitely not ugly. He is like a loach in the mud or a fish in a deep pool.

"This is the cause and effect of the Gu family. I sold it to survive. It was not what Gu Wen asked for."

"I'm worrying too much."

Yu Hua became silent, and no emotion or anger could be seen behind the veil.

The sect's internal disputes are ambiguous and the attitude is unclear. The protector wants to take benefits at will, and the protector is not a king. She needs a new ally, otherwise she will be unable to survive alone, and she is not the only one in the world.

If there is no Dharma protector and Dao protector, even if you find the elixir of death, you may not be able to leave the land of immortality.
To be continued...