Xiuxian: The lady is a vegetable, I am so happy

Chapter 103 Baiyun Huanghe Dao family, a piano, a sword and a cup of tea
The next morning.

Early in the morning, everyone was dragged to offer incense and worship.

"You still get up so early as usual." Mu Zibai saw Zhongli Junxuan practicing in the courtyard early in the morning, and it was the same when he was in Wenren Mansion. Every time Zhongli Junxuan got up the earliest, sometimes he didn't sleep, Basically, they are all practicing, or they are being dragged around by Jiang Yuyu.

"I'm used to it. It doesn't matter if I sleep or not anyway." Zhongli Junxuan shrugged his shoulders. For a cultivator like Zhongli Junxuan, it doesn't matter whether he sleeps or not, as long as he doesn't do anything that consumes energy , you can never sleep.

Mu Zibai took a glance, but didn't see Zhongli Liunian, and asked, "Why didn't you see your brother?"

"He said to look around and see how different this scene is from the Dojo of Lishan Academy. Now he doesn't know where he went."

"So that's the case. Speaking of which, I didn't take a good look at this Taoist temple. The scenery around here is pretty good. Let's go for a walk?" Mu Zibai said with a smile.

"Okay, it's just that you don't accompany Mrs. Ni?" Zhongli Junxuan said with a smile, he has nothing to do, he just knows that Mu Zibai is a master who loves women, so why not accompany Wenren Lingmeng?
Mu Zibai sighed, and said: "Don't mention it, early in the morning, after offering incense and prostrating, he was dragged away by Qingyi and the others. Their female relatives had their activities to pray for blessings. It's strange for me, a big man, to follow embarrassing."

There are many female relatives of Wenren Mansion in their group, although Mu Zibai is with Wenren Lingmeng when he is free, but it is not good for him to stay aside in this scene.

"So that's the case, let's go." Zhongli Junxuan nodded slightly, making a gesture of invitation, and played with Mu Zibai in the Nantai Mountain Dojo.

The Nantai Mountain Dojo is very large, and you can’t finish it in a day or two. The scenery in the mountains is also good. To see all these, it will take about ten days at least. Now that the Chinese New Year is free, you can take a good look around.

Mu Zibai and Zhongli Junxuan chatted very well, and their views were very similar, and they felt like meeting a confidant.

Zhongli Junxuan was generous, forthright, rather than rough, with a chivalrous demeanor, he looked like a true brother, not in words.

"By the way, which faction do you belong to in Lishan Academy?" Mu Zibai asked curiously.

"I didn't clearly join which faction. I didn't like the struggle between those factions very much. I often quarreled over some trivial matters or a difference of opinion. I didn't like it, so I didn't join." Zhongli Junxuan said, he He doesn't like these troubles very much, they are meaningless in his eyes.

"That's true. They have different views. There are good and bad. If you learn from each other's strengths, it's okay. I'm afraid that each will hold his own and become paranoid." Mu Zibai said.

"I think the same way, so I'm not used to it, and I don't bother to care about it. I have my own ideas. Everyone has different ideas. They have different views on the same issue, different positions, and different right and wrong. You don't know. , Schools in the academy often quarrel over these things." Zhongli Junxuan let out a sigh of relief, not understanding the meaning of it. "However, Fleeting Nian likes to express his own opinions, and often debates for a long time."

Zhongli Junxuan didn't understand the meaning of this. In his eyes, if he had this time, he might as well use it for cultivation.

Mu Zibai smiled and said: "This is actually a good thing for the school, and it is beneficial to the growth of the university schools and students."

"Oh? How did you see that?" Zhongli Junxuan asked in bewilderment.

"To put it simply, take the martial arts competition as an example. Two people have the same strength, and neither can beat the other, but I just want to beat you, so I have to constantly improve my strength, and the opponent is the same. Isn't this an improvement? The same is true for academics, continuous improvement is extremely helpful for personal enlightenment." Mu Zibai explained.

Thinking back to my own world back then, a hundred schools of thought were contending, isn’t that the case, various schools of thought were born and flourished like never before, and it’s similar in this era.

"I seem to understand it. It's easier to understand than what Liunian said." Zhongli Junxuan smiled, remembering that every time Zhongli Liunian explained those things to himself, he said them one by one, so that a vulgar martial artist like him could listen I don't understand.

Zhongli Junxuan suddenly thought of another thing, and asked: "By the way, I heard that you will also enter the Lishan Academy in the future. Have you ever thought about what school you want to join?"

"Let's see when the time comes, but Jiang Yuyu is going to join the Taoist school, he likes to watch the excitement the most." Speaking of Jiang Yuyu, why didn't I see Jiang Yuyu, "It's weird, Jiang Yu What about Yu? Let him take a good look around the Taoist temple, if he disappeared, he must not have woken up yet."

"With Yuyu's temperament, he must have gone to play. He can't sleep." Zhongli Junxuan thought of the days he spent with Jiang Yuyu, but Jiang Yuyu tormented him a lot.

"That's right, this guy can't stay idle."

The two then wandered around in the Taoist temple. From time to time, they came to the front of the mountain gate hall and saw the door gods outside the mountain gate, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right.

Taoism incorporated Sixiang into the god system as the god of guardians, but later Xuanwu believed in the dominant family, stood out from the four images, and leapt to the position of "Zhenwu Emperor", while the green dragon and white tiger became the door gods, guarding the Taoist temple. mountain gate.

Mu Zibai looked at the scenery outside the mountain gate, the blue sky and white clouds, even the scenery seemed a little lazy, the Taoist priests passing by were like idle clouds and wild cranes, it was the life of immortals written in the book, it is not an exaggeration to call it a paradise.

Mu Zibai breathed a sigh of relief, and read: "Baiyun Huanghe Taoist family, one piano and one sword, one cup of tea."

This poem is most suitable to describe the present, every word and sentence is full of the scene in front of you, and it vividly shows the Taoism's carefree, extraordinary and refined.

Zhongli Junxuan didn't understand poetry, but after listening to the superficial meaning of the poem and matching it with the scenery in front of him, he understood and felt right.

"Brother Mu can also write poetry?" Zhongli Junxuan asked.

"It's okay, I used to be a Confucian scholar, and I know some writing, but not much." Muzibai said with a smile.

"that's humble."

"This little friend's poem is well written, and Pindao likes it very much. If it is matched with my fortune-telling, it will be even more exquisite."

Hearing the sound of yawning lazily behind them, Muzibai and Zhongli Junxuan turned their heads and looked at this person, only to see that this person was an old Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he had just woken up.

"Oh? I don't know how much it will cost?" Mu Zibai asked curiously.

"For me, fortune-telling depends on fate. For the sake of the two lines of your poem just now, I don't charge you money, and I will do the fortune-telling for you two for free." The old Taoist glanced at the two of them again, and said, "Don't worry. Well, I'm not a charlatan."

I saw that there was a picture of the Eight Diagrams in front of the old Taoist priest, and there were two sentences next to the picture of the Eight Diagrams.

I dare not count all the hexagrams, fearing the impermanence of heaven.

Mu Zibai and Zhongli Junxuan looked at each other, feeling a bit interesting, and asked: "I also ask the Taoist priest to calculate a hexagram for each of us, I don't know what the chief needs to know."

The old Taoist straightened his expression and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?"

Mu Zibai smiled and said: "Didn't you say that you are not a charlatan? Then try it. Besides, let's do some divination, the Taoist priest should not eat us up."

The old Taoist laughed loudly, patted his thigh, and said with a smile: "You guys are interesting, let the poor Taoist count it for you."

(End of this chapter)