Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 17

Zhou Xuanming followed Su He into the room, learning to sell now, learning from the method of the third junior brother, and took out Su He to give him a mental method: "I don't understand the content."

Su He took the mental method and walked to sit under the candlelight. He followed Su He's side step by step and sat down on Su He's left.

"Looking at this, your ancestors are very bright. You can control demons from the inside and enemies from the outside. You can say that you can only open up the profound entrance to make a firm mind and surrender to the distracting thoughts in your mind."

Zhou Xuanming listened absent-mindedly, and his eyes seemed to fall on Su He's side face.

The small bridge of the nose and the long eyelashes are extremely gentle under the candlelight, and the voice, neither high nor low, is dressed in an intoxicating tone and symphony in his ear.

The red lips were opened and closed, and the white teeth could occasionally be seen. The woman seemed to have dry lips as she spoke. The tip of her tongue licked the inside of her red lips unconsciously.

After Su He finished speaking, he turned his head and asked the boy, "Do you understand?"

Zhou Xuanming lowered his head and long eyelashes trembled, and his long fingers casually pressed a sentence on the book: "Can you explain this sentence in detail? The disciple feels that he does not understand it deeply."

Su He glanced at the sentence he pointed to, "Don't call it arousing the emptiness, the essence is exhausted", a little puzzled.

Is this hard to understand?
Although she was a little puzzled, she still explained with due diligence: "This sentence is just a word of exhortation, admonishing young people not to be lustful. A person who cultivates self-cultivation has a pure heart and few desires. The road is farther."

Hearing Su He's explanation, Zhou Xuanming finally realized what he was pointing at, and his ears filled with enthusiasm for a while.

But he asked such a stupid question. If he didn't extend some new content, wouldn't the master see that he didn't really ask for advice, so why would he ask next time?

Thinking of Zhou Xuanming, he said slowly: "What my disciple is wondering is that if a person has emotions and desires, then he must not be able to cultivate the Dao? Is there a necessary connection between the two?"

Su He paused and said with a smile: "There is no definite evidence in the cultivation world to prove that the two are necessarily related. From an orthodox point of view, of course, as a teacher, you must be taught the Dao of pure heart and few desires, but from a personal point of view, as a teacher, I don’t think there is anything wrong with the seven emotions and six desires. There is a limit to everything, as long as all thoughts are within the balance that can be balanced, there will be no major problems.”

Zhou Xuanming looked at Su He's speech, and his eyes flashed brightly.

"Does Shizun mean that you don't think it's wrong for people to have feelings?"

Raising his hand to touch the boy's head, he said kindly and kindly, "Of course not, it's just human nature and what's wrong."

The boy's eyes were stained with a dark color, and when he looked at the person in front of him, there was a hint of happiness in the bottom of his eyes: "Xie Shizun has solved the puzzle for the disciple."

"Well, if it's not early, if there is nothing else, you should go back to rest early."

When Zhou Xuanming got up and left, Su He thought of something and stopped him: "If you can't find a teacher again next time, go back first, you don't have to wait."

within three days.

The 32 aristocratic families of the seventeen sects in the Lingyuan Continent all rushed to the Jiqing Sect in the past few days.

Every day, there is an endless stream of spiritual ships landing from the silent Qing sect. Shen Zilian sent people to strengthen the guard of the sect again, and specially set up a peak to hold a grand meeting.

The people of Zongmen and the family are arranged on both sides of the peak, one north and one south. The center is a concentric circle shape to the ground, which can accommodate [-] people. The huge barrier seals the arena and can only be entered on the day the game starts.

The first night of the event was a celebratory banquet among the important figures of the families of the sect masters. Each sect master and family master could bring his own disciples to attend.

Sword Peak.

"Tonight's banquet is a time to recognize people. At that time, the teacher has a task for you: remember the names of the important people who came from each sect, the appearance, the relationship between each sect, the characteristics of the relationship between the sects, and the skills and weapons.

"If there is anything unclear, go check it out when you come back. Three days after the banquet, in the evening, organize a detailed record and submit it to your teacher." Su He explained one by one.

This very meaningful move made Xiao Jingyi's eyebrows move slightly.

Zhou Xuanming sat next to Su He and looked at her with his chin up: "Does Master want us to find out about the various sects in the cultivation world?"

Su He slowly raised his hand and took a sip of tea: "Yes. This is the first step you need to learn in order to take over all aspects of affairs in the future. I look forward to your surprises for me."

"The disciple will not disappoint the master," Zhou Xuanming said with a smile.

Eve of the dinner.

It was rare for Su He to wear a more serious dress today. The light golden clothes shone with a low-key and thin luster, and the dark patterns woven and embroidered with silver threads harmoniously blended into the clothes.

The girdle of the same color is equipped with a silver belt, and on the waist is a jade card symbolizing the identity of the Silent Qingzong.

The long hair, as always, did not have too many accessories, a hosta held half of it, and the rest hung down behind him, only embellished with the curved vertical lines depicting the body of the hooked moon sword in light golden fine color between the foreheads.

The three had already been waiting outside the main hall and went to the banquet with Su He.

After packing up, Su He walked out the door.

While walking, the streamer floats, and a touch of flower tin on her forehead makes her like a goddess in legends, which cannot be approached or desecrated.

Looking at such a master, Zhou Xuanming had a certain and strange idea in his mind.

Blasphemy
Xiao Jingyi and Mo Changsi were also a little surprised. The woman did not wear makeup, her skin was already congealed, her lips were a little red, and this unusual outfit made it even more beautiful.

The three of them had a particularly tacit understanding this time, and they all lowered their eyelashes at the moment when Su He looked over to hide their emotions.

Su He smiled when he saw the three disciples who had also done some cleaning up.

A few disciples are all good-looking, tall and straight, standing there is the facade of Jianfeng.

"Let's go." Su He walked down the steps and walked in the front.

Several people took a step behind and followed behind Su He.

at the banquet.

The sect masters of the various sects in the hall brought their own disciples to the table early, waiting for the protagonist of today's banquet.

When Su He walked in with the three of them, he immediately received a lot of attention.

Su He faintly released some coercion, and a slight sense of oppression spread in the hall.

All the sect masters were stunned.

As the Sect Master of Mufeng Sect, Murong He turned his head to see a familiar face following Su He, the smirk on his face disappeared instantly, and the cup in his hand almost shattered.

Why is he here? !
What a wicked obstacle, how could he say that he couldn't find it after a hundred searches, so he hid here.

Zhou Xuanming stood beside Su He, noticed his father's gaze, evoked a provocative smile, and looked back.

The angry Murong He wanted to draw his sword, but had to endure it because of the occasion.

The lawsuit between Tu'er and Murong He was received in Su He's eyes without a trace.

Is this the disciple's father?
The eyebrows are somewhat similar.

It's just this look on the face of seeing the enemy, the disciple doesn't know how sad he is when he sees it.

Thinking about it, Su He's coercion towards Murong He was even more extroverted.

(End of this chapter)