The smoke and clouds of Yukong Mountain linger all year round, isolated from the world of mortals, like an old world forgotten by the world.
On the way, I encountered a man who had been dormant in Cangming Pavilion for nine hundred years and never stepped out of the mountain gate. Watching the clouds rise and mist fall every day, listening to the wind blowing through the pavilions, others are practicing hard and competing for fame. She prefers to spend her days hiding among the trees and fishing, living a casual and sober life. The years in the empty mountain are gentle, without hustle and bustle, without entanglements. It is probably the most stable scene in the world.
But all stability in the world probably has an expiration date.
At the age of 900, she received permission from her master Gu Junxiao for the first time to go down the mountain to attend a banquet with her senior sister Gu Yangzi. When he first entered the world of mortals, his heart was pure and magnanimous. In a moment of enthusiasm, he cut off the sword of Miss Longjianzhong's cause.
A sword fell and grudges arose.
Long Jianzhong is in charge of half of the sword cultivators in the world. He maintains the orthodoxy of his famous family and has a dignified character. For this incident alone, Yu Kongshan was labeled as the "Immortal Sect Bully", and rumors spread across the three realms. No one investigated whether it was true or false. Everyone in the teacher's sect was eager to defend themselves and save their face, but they didn't care about anything they encountered on the way. They just continued to lie down in a tree and listen to the wind, letting the world comment.
Junior brother Zhong Ling advised her to bow her head and apologize, so as to preserve the dignity of the sect. She could see through the young man's delicate thoughts at a glance, and she felt it was absurd. The so-called disputes over character, fame and fortune in the Immortal Sect are, in the final analysis, just shackles of the world, far less valuable than a wisp of breeze or a bright moon on Yukong Mountain.
No one knew that this dispute between the Immortal Sect, which had lasted for several years, had never arisen out of nowhere.
The centuries-old martial arts competition is a foreshadowing buried in the years. When he first entered a desolate and desperate situation, Cheng Yin was exhausted and on the verge of death, but a soft-hearted man reached out to rescue him. The two of them once broke through the situation side by side and came out of a desperate situation, and had a moment of pure sympathy for each other. It's just that the human heart is the most unpredictable. Fame comes first, and there are many pros and cons. A thin amount of goodwill is ultimately no match for obsession and calculation.
Conspiracy and alienation, conspiracy behind the scenes, the chess game quietly unfolded.
The reason was that he was obsessed with winning and losing, and would do whatever it took to win the ranking, trapping his peers; Mengda from the Tianji Sect was weak-minded, blindly obedient, and quietly disappeared after several swings. A much-anticipated fairy sect competition turned upside down, and in the end only the journey and the cause were left, the two faced each other, and the superior and the superior competed.
Stigmas followed one after another, and the world arbitrarily fabricated her character and concluded that she was opportunistic and cheating. Her classmates were jealous, everyone was criticizing her, and her opponents were pressing harder and harder, harassing her day and night, just to mess up her mood and force her to admit defeat and give in.
Gu Junxiao always protects the calf, but she is in someone else's realm and is controlled by others. He can only whisper to her to give in in order to calm the situation and preserve the overall situation.
But Tu Yu had an open heart, and his laziness hid a proud character that refused to bend.
From beginning to end, she only said lightly: If she can't commit the crime, she is not qualified enough.
Don't argue with rumors, don't shy away from disputes, and don't give in even half a step. After six rounds of competition, she competed at all levels with strategy, endurance, and force. She narrowly won by relying on her own abilities. She was criticized a lot, but she kept her innocence and true heart.
When the competition came to an end, the master and apprentice returned to the mountains overnight, closed their doors and died, never hearing the hustle and bustle outside the window again.
There are constant turmoils in the outside world, entangled grievances and grudges, and everyone is trapped in the chess game of fame and fortune, tossing and turning anxiously. Only when I met the boating mountain lake on the way, pillowing on the boat and listening to the wind, I still felt as relaxed as I had for nine hundred years.
She never seeks to reach the top of the Immortal Path, nor is she greedy for fame in the three realms. The honor, disgrace, character, and sect's reputation that the world pursues all their lives are all vain and dusty to her. What she wants is nothing more than an empty mountain with nothing to do, years of leisure, fishing every day, and peace every year.
All the entanglements in the world of mortals cannot disturb her in the slightest. She turned her head and leaned close to the master, with lazy eyebrows and a wanton smile, breaking the silence in the room.
Encounter on the road: "Master, how about fishing together?"
Gu Junxiao glanced sideways: "Who is a good person who fishes every day?"
Tu Yu tilted his head and asked, "Does Master seem to be a good person?"
Gu Junxiao was silent for a moment, sighing secretly in his heart.
After all, he and this young apprentice were not good, well-behaved people to begin with.
People in the world compete for fame and fortune, calculate wins and losses, whitewash their integrity, and are trapped in the chess game of the mortal world without being able to escape. Only the master and apprentice in Cangming Pavilion were too lazy to go to the hustle and bustle of the world, lazy to argue about right and wrong. In the misty empty mountains, they stole a lifetime of leisure and spent the year peacefully.
Intention: Watch the clouds rising every day, listen to the wind passing through the pavilion; stand in the mist and rain in the sky, and the world of mortals is covered with ice.
