Chapter 120 Blowing the Flute

Chapter 120 Blowing the Flute

Chapter 120 Blowing the Flute (Subscription Request)

At night, after Xu Qing healed Fa Yue's injuries, Master Fa Yue entered into a state of meditation and regulated his qi and blood.

Xu Qing walked out of the room, and Feng Wu was waiting in the yard.

Autumn trees in the courtyard, moonlight shining brightly.

Feng Wu was wearing the fox fur coat that Xu Qing had given her, and she looked extremely beautiful. In addition, her spiritual injury had not yet healed, which made her look even more sad and beautiful.

The hazy moonlight also makes her graceful and charming.

Xu Qing couldn't help but stare in a daze.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Xu Qing praised sincerely.

Girls of this age have just left their teenage years and are entering their prime, gradually entering the best period of their lives.

Of course, girls in puberty change every day. Some grow uglier and uglier, while others become prettier and prettier.

It is undeniable that the young master belongs to the second type.

Feng Wu chuckled and said, "Let's go for a walk by the lake."

There are many lakes in Tianjing City, big and small. If you look down from the sky, the stars and the moon are reflected in them, just like the stars falling into the world, like a dream.

The two walked out slowly.

Feng Wu said leisurely, "When my master was young, she traveled all over the country, both north and south of the Yangtze River and inside and outside the Great Wall. She once went to Qinghai and told me that there was a beautiful place there called the Xingxiu Sea. I was fascinated by it. Since then, I have been thinking that the world is so vast, and I must go out and see it."

Xu Qing: "Life is like a fleeting moment. If you have something you want to do and you have the ability, just do it. Don't regret it later."

Feng Wu smiled playfully: "Then it depends on you. I hope that Brother Gongming will become a general or a prime minister in the future, drink water from the Chi Le River, chase the enemy to the north, go to the Xingxiu Sea, and go to the grasslands outside the Great Wall, and take me with you."

Xu Qing said seriously: "When you go to war, you can't bring your family with you."

Feng Wu blushed: "It's boring."

Xu Qing smiled gently: "Let me borrow your jade flute. Beautiful scenery and good weather will naturally bring you joy."

"Among the six arts of a gentleman, music comes after etiquette. Then let me see Brother Gongming's skills."

She took off the jade flute from her waist and handed it to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing took it. He was actually not very proficient in music, but as a master of practicing Zang, coupled with the magical use of Bu Tian Jie Hand, he had no problem playing the jade flute on the stand.

But when it blows, it...

Feng Wu suppressed his laughter.

But she was soon surprised.

At the beginning, Xu Qing's flute sound was not very beautiful and the pitch was not good either.

But it didn't take long for Xu Qing to find his form.

It’s hard to say that the technique is particularly good, but the artistic conception and emotion are there.

Gradually, the sound of the flute drifted to the lakeside, making the listeners feel as if they were sitting on the clouds.

Feng Wu was immersed in the sound of the flute and could not help chanting slowly:
"Five days have passed since the beginning of the year, and I am returning to the end of my life... Although I am a humble figure, I have no equal... With a cup of wine, I indulge in my distant feelings and forget the worries of thousands of years. Let me enjoy myself to the fullest today, and I will not look forward to tomorrow."

The sound of the flute and the singing express the feeling of the passing of time and the impermanence of life, the joy of traveling through mountains and rivers and feeling the natural scenery, and the desire to be a hermit who is detached from the mundane world and away from right and wrong.

The artistic conception is profound and the aftertaste is long.

At some point, the flute music stopped and the singing ceased as well.

Feng Wu felt her soul lighten up, and she felt indescribably refreshed and relaxed. She asked in surprise, "You just used the sound of the flute to heal my soul?"

Xu Qing smiled. He had just taken this opportunity to open up the last star official acupoint of the Canglong Kangmai in the hidden meridian of the soul. Thus, he opened up the first two meridians of the Canglong Qisu hidden meridians.

It is also the head and neck of the Eastern Azure Dragon.

Feng Wu: "Thank you very much."

Xu Qing waved his hand and said, "It's just the beginning. It will take about seven days to completely heal the hidden injuries of your soul. I didn't tell you before because I wanted to prevent you from having such thoughts in your mind and being nervous, which would be detrimental to the healing of your soul."

After the soul manifested and the internal organs were trained through martial arts, combined with Danxi Weng's medical knowledge and Xuantian's visualization method's theory of the soul's hidden meridians, Xu Qing had a plan for treating Feng Wu's soul injury.

I just tried it and it really works.

However, this also requires Feng Wu to be completely defenseless and let go of her whole body and soul, so that Xu Qing can use the sound of the flute to penetrate into her soul.

If she is always on guard against Xu Qing in her heart, then this move will not work.

Xu Qing was actually also surprised. He thought Feng Wu would always be a little wary of him.

This is actually judging others by one's own standards.

Because Xu Qing has a strong sense of self-defense.

Feng Wu is different. To reach the stage of love, one must first devote oneself wholeheartedly. If one has distracting thoughts in his mind, he cannot truly enter the stage of love.

This is similar to the visualization picture of Arhat subduing demons in the Dachan Temple and the Taoist wordless heavenly book.

In Buddhism, it means "abandoning worldly worries and distractions, and having a mind that has no place to stay."

In Taoism, it is "the heart of a child".

In Confucianism, it is called "the way of utmost sincerity".

The Book of Destroying Love uses "love" to enter the Tao, which is a clever trick.

After all, adults have complex emotions and many thoughts, so it is almost impossible for them to return to their "innocent heart".

It is easier to achieve this by entering into the Tao with "emotion" and discarding other distracting thoughts.

Feng Wu: "You should prepare well for the provincial examination. There is no need to rush my matter."

Xu Qing: "As for the level of my essays in the provincial examination, I don't think I can improve any further in the short term. Whether I can win the title of Jieyuan depends on fate."

Feng Wu smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that you won't even be able to get into the top five?"

Xu Qing smiled faintly and said nothing.

With his level, he cannot get the top ranking in the Five Classics, which means that the central government of the court is planning to abandon him.

This is not his loss, but the court's loss.

Xu Qing knew very well that Wujing Kui was a bottom line. If he could not enter Wujing Kui, those people he had offended would see the big guys above and would not support him at all.

By then, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the pressure Xu Qing would face was like a tsunami.

If that were the case, he would not play with the court.

With his current abilities, as long as he arranges the whereabouts of the people around him, it would be very easy for him to hide if he can't win.

Even if Duke Wei had vision, he could cooperate with the Duke Wei's Mansion.

Let's all be rebels together.

With his current strength, he doesn't have to get close to the big figures in the imperial court.

If all else fails, you can stay in seclusion like the king of learning and wait for the right time.

King Lin can be the king of an island in the East China Sea, or he can go to the Western Regions to be a city lord and dominate the ancient Silk Road which is now gradually declining.

"Ah, no wonder there are so many rebels in history. Once people have power, they don't want to be restrained by others above them, so they have to rebel."

"I am the emperor. I am afraid I can't help wanting to fool the people, weaken the local governments, and control the ministers. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep."

The height is not cold.

The poem by Su Daxueshi fully expresses the state of mind of those in high positions.

The young men and women continued to walk slowly along the lake.

The moon and stars at night all serve as embellishments.

Feng Wu just thought that it would be great if they could continue to walk together like this forever.

The successor of the way of destroying emotions, if you don't feel emotions, it's fine, but once you are moved, it's deep.

In fact, in this sect, there are only a few people who have cultivated the Book of Destroying Love since ancient times. Most of them are deeply immersed in it, unable to get out, and ultimately unable to extricate themselves.

When it was almost midnight, the two returned to Danxi Weng's yard and said good night to each other.

Back in the room, Feng Wu sat cross-legged in meditation. A thread of love entangled his soul, which could not be cut or sorted out. It kept absorbing various distracting thoughts, strengthening the thread of love. At the same time, his soul also grew stronger.

She was immersed in the practice of the Book of Destruction of Love, with no distractions.

Unconsciously, the love thread changed, as if it turned into a soul weapon in the shape of a "hatchet", appearing and disappearing.

This is the unique Horcrux of the Book of Destruction of Love.

If one cultivates to the point of manifesting a physical form, he can use this as a basis to look for materials to refine a natal magic weapon that can be stored in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of his soul.

It can also be used to weave a web of love with the Heavenly Net to trap and kill the soul of a Taoist master.

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On the other side, Xu Qing returned to the room, with all the details of his previous fight with Gu Wuji in his mind.

The experience of fighting against an expert in dirty tricks is extremely valuable.

Moreover, both of them showed their true abilities, and their hostility was strong, which further stimulated the martial arts of both sides.

"Another characteristic of an expert in practicing Zang-Chang is that his spirit and body are one, and he will not be disturbed by ordinary Taoist magic. Instead, he can burst out blood and qi with just a move of his hands and feet. Even Taoist magic that can reveal his body will not work on him. To deal with an expert in practicing Zang-Chang, you must use a magical weapon made of lightning-struck wood, such as the peach wood sword, which has a strong resistance to blood and qi. Ordinary magical weapons are not very effective."

"In addition, the spiritual essence of the master of internal organ training is also very good. When the soul and flesh are united, the on-the-spot physical reaction is actually faster than mine without the unity of soul and flesh. Otherwise, I would have taken the initiative, even if my blood and energy were not at their peak, it would have been enough to severely injure Gu Wuji instead of being turned back to a disadvantage by him." Xu Qing summed up the pros and cons.

The advantage of practicing both magic and martial arts is that there are many methods, the changes are ingenious, and it can increase the distance without reducing combat effectiveness.

A warrior who has achieved the unity of body and soul is good at close combat and has outstanding single combat capabilities.

The shortcoming is that once the distance is widened or the enemy is surrounded, there is little room for change and the ability to survive is weak.

However, the ability of a warrior whose soul and body are one to counterattack before death and take someone with him is extremely terrifying and cannot be ignored.

“In the future, when I meet a warrior who has achieved unity of body and soul, I still shouldn’t get too close to him.” Xu Qing concluded and reflected.

In close combat, the outcome is actually very difficult to control. If one detail is not done well, even if you win, it will be a miserable victory and your foundation will be damaged.

The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall.

For those who practice both magic and martial arts, their accumulation and foundation cannot be compared with the simple unity of spirit and flesh. Temporary victory or defeat is not important at all.

If a pure warrior wants to make progress, he must gain experience and stimulate the growth of his martial arts in repeated life-and-death battles.

This is a dangerous but extremely rewarding road.

Xu Qing summed up the gains and losses, and his heart was as clear as a mirror, as if a layer of dirt had been wiped off, making it brighter.

The process of spiritual cultivation is also a process of constantly wiping the mirror in one's heart, so that one can gradually see one's true heart and grasp one's true nature.

This is also the correct path to becoming a ghost immortal.

"Gu Wuji is not bad, but Old Monk Yankong is even more unfathomable. This time the two of them will compete, it will be a good show to watch."

Xu Qing knew in his heart that although Gu Wuji was extraordinary, he was not as unfathomable as Yan Kong.

The old monk is equivalent to an incarnation of Zen Master Hongyue. Even though he is far inferior to his heyday in the past, he is still not comparable to Gu Wuji.

Overall, the old monk has a better chance of winning.

But Gu Wuji didn’t understand and probably wouldn’t think that way.

They even think that they are young and strong and have more advantages.

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In Yingtian Prefecture, the ships on the Huai River are brightly lit.

"I will always remember the rivers and lakes when I return with white hair. I want to return to the world in a small boat. Wenyuan, do you still remember what you said when you left Yingtian Prefecture?"

Feng Xifeng was drinking and chatting happily with a scholar, and said while drunk.

The meaning of this poem is that after a scholar has accomplished a great cause that has changed the world, he goes boating on the rivers and lakes.

There is both a pursuit of achievement and a yearning for a secluded life.

The scholar laughed and said, "Qiu Yuan, are you saying that if I fail in my mission, I will follow Brother Junshan back to Nanzhili?"

Feng Xifeng: "No, I just want to accomplish the great cause that we both wanted to do together with Wen Yuan."

The scholar said calmly, "Qiu Yuan, we are poor friends, so there is no need to say polite words. You have never had much money in your pocket. You invited me to the most elegant pleasure boat on the Huai River for a drink, so you must have something to ask for. You tell me what to do. If I can do it, I will do it for you. If I can't do it, I will find someone to do it for you."

Feng Xifeng smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to talk to Wenyuan. I know that Brother Wenyuan came back this time to participate in the Nanzhili Provincial Examination and enter the court with an upright identity. I am worried about you because of this."

The scholar pondered after hearing this, and then looked at Feng Xifeng with burning eyes: "I heard that Qiu Yuan's future son-in-law will also take part in the provincial examination. Are you worried that I will block the way for the younger generation by relying on my relationship with Shen Junshan?"

Having said this, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then smiled faintly: "The father-in-law is the champion of the Five Classics, and the son-in-law is also the champion of the Five Classics, which is also a good story."

Not only did he know that Xu Qing was going to take part in the provincial examination, he also knew that Xu Qing and he both used the Book of Changes as their main scripture and were real competitors.

Feng Xifeng sneered, "Wenyuan, do you think I, Feng Xifeng, am such a despicable person?"

The scholar saw that his friend was angry and hesitated. He asked, "What do you mean?"

Feng Xifeng: "Wenyuan, you are a smart and conceited person. Because of your relationship with Shen Junshan, you will not show your full potential in this provincial examination, lest you rank too high, attract attention and cause trouble, right?"

The scholar was startled when he heard this and said, "How can I give up fame and honor so easily? You think too highly of me."

Feng Xifeng: "If it was ten years ago, you would definitely not give in. In the past few years, you have been working as a staff member in Yanyue Hall. Don't you understand the principle of hiding one's shortcomings to protect oneself?"

The scholar's expression changed slightly, and he sighed: "Feng Qiuyuan, you are so good, you actually figured out everything in my heart."

Feng Xifeng laughed loudly: "Wenyuan, you are so confused."

"Why am I confused? You, Feng Qiuyuan, are the only one who is smart, right?" The scholar couldn't help but retorted.

Feng Xifeng shook his head: "If you want to hide your incompetence, why did you go to the capital and work as a staff member in Yanyue Hall? You got involved in such a big event, and you still want to stay out of it? I tell you, we have to do big things and climb up. Either we reach the top of the mountain, or we will take a wrong step and be crushed to pieces. If you want to do big things but cherish your life, you might as well not do it. With your wisdom, as long as you protect yourself from the beginning, you can become a provincial governor in the future and retire peacefully, isn't it possible?"

The scholar was silent for a long time, then said, "Qiu Yuan, you are right. I... have been in the capital for too long and have forgotten what I want."

Feng Xifeng: "In this provincial examination, you must not only not hide your incompetence, but also go all out, and then..."

Scribe: “And then what?”

Feng Xifeng smiled slightly: "Then be a stepping stone for my future son-in-law."

"You...you bastard." The scholar couldn't help but curse.

Feng Xifeng: "Look, you are anxious again."

The scholar took a sip of tea, calmed down, and said, "Do you think your future son-in-law is really capable of surpassing me in writing?"

Feng Xifeng: "When an article reaches a certain level, it is hard to tell which is better. But he is better than you in one respect."

"what?"

"This kid may not know eight-legged essays better than you, but he definitely knows people better than you."

"What do you mean?"

"Xu Qing is not only a scholar, he also has the spirit of a knight-errant assassin. You should know these things."

"I heard something."

"In the Strategies of the Warring States, do you still remember the chapter about Zhao Ce and Yu Rang?"

The scholar was familiar with the anecdotes, so how could he not know Yu Rang? He said, "Yu Rang served Zhi Bo and tried to kill Zhao Xiangzi several times to avenge Zhi Bo. After he was caught, he said that Zhonghang and Fan Shi treated him like ordinary people, so he avenged them as ordinary people; but Zhi Bo treated him like a great man, so he avenged him as a great man."

He said this, and was stunned when he heard it, "This kid has such courage."

"That's all I have to say. Wenyuan, please think carefully about this when you return."

The scholar pondered, "If he is truly better than me in writing and wins the first prize in the Five Classics, I will definitely not agree with him."

Feng Xifeng: "Okay."

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"The people meet me, so the people repay me; the country's heroes meet me, so the country's heroes repay me." Shen Mo, the chief examiner of the Nanzhili Provincial Examination, lived in the Gongyuan and refused outside guests.

At this time, I received a letter from an old friend.

At this time, he was accompanied by two Embroidered Uniform Guards day and night.

However, the two Embroidered Uniform Guards just glanced at the letter and didn't say anything.

There's nothing to see from this content.

Moreover, they are responsible for supervising Shen Mo, the chief examiner this time, and they can only report major mistakes to their superiors at most. They cannot be too strict about small matters, or they may cause dissatisfaction.

Who says he is the Prime Minister's favorite student? Sooner or later he will enter the cabinet.

Although the Embroidered Uniform Guards are not afraid of the outer court, they also have families and live in the capital, so they will see each other every day.

If you really want to be sincere to the emperor, the emperor must see it.

"What does Xie Wenyuan mean by writing this sentence to me?" Shen Mo pondered carefully.

He naturally knew the origin of this sentence, but what was the mystery behind it?

He looked at the next sentence again.

"I hope Mr. Shen will be strict and fair in this provincial examination and be discerning."

This is an old saying, not very surprising.

Shen Mo read this sentence and felt an indescribable sense of awkwardness.

"Stern and fair, and discerning?"

He chewed it over and over again, and suddenly he realized something. He couldn't help but slap the table and laughed, "Xie Wenyuan, you've gone through so much trouble to follow me."

"The national talent selection ceremony does not allow students like you to have any say." He said this and asked a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to go out and deliver the message for him.

He thought to himself: "This Jiangning young phoenix does have some tiger nature. It seems that this person can indeed be used."

"If you have the ambition and your writing skills are good enough, I will take a look and see if you are truly brave enough to face the test of fire."

He originally thought that the young man, as a student, was stirring up trouble and was arrogant. Without being polished, he might not be a good talent.

It is better to put pressure on him and then lend a helping hand at the critical moment and use it for your own benefit.

I didn't expect it to be so potent.

Well, that depends on whether you can bear it.

Is he a true patriot?

(End of this chapter)