Tao and Heaven

Chapter 30 People of Heaven and Earth

Apart from practicing, the two of them also had a great time chatting with each other.

Yu Hua lived in the ivory tower of the sect and rarely came into contact with people like Gu Wen who were heretics and deviants. Many of his ideas were strange, but she couldn't help but agree with them.

Especially the other party's understanding of relationships such as sect, family, elders, parents, and master-disciple.

They are protected by the sect, raised by the master, and cared for by the elders, so I will naturally treat them well. Otherwise, I will strike them hard.

You can make the decision, why can't I?
You insect will only bring harm to the sect.

Gu Wen's words woke her up: the animal nature of power is always higher than emotion, and all attempts to fight for the right to speak will be suppressed.

What's more, if we expand it to the sects, have you ever met, talked to, or had meals with those who are in power?

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

The heavy topic lasted only a moment.

Yu Hua took out the calligraphy practice book that she had taken from Gu Wen yesterday from her sleeve and read out:

“Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people?”

Her voice was elegant and soft, revealing a hint of emptiness under the moonlight. After she finished reading, she asked, "Is there anything else?"

Many sentences in this book are basically incomplete because of Gu Wen's personal preference, or laziness, and also in order to preserve the saying of "occasionally found a lonely piece".

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

He knew he was in trouble this day, but there was nothing he could do. It was because he was grateful for the favor he received.

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

"Hmm?" Yu Hua frowned slightly, snorted with a hint of dissatisfaction, and said, "Make one up."

Auntie, you are really ignorant of the world. Can you make up such a story?
Gu Wen felt a little ashamed. How could he have the right to edit "Spring River Moon Night"? Adaptation is not random writing, and parody is not nonsense.

At most, he could copy the original text, but he didn't dare to change it randomly, because it would definitely be exposed. But he had to say that he had to give Yu Hua a satisfactory answer.

Perhaps Yu Hua had no other intentions, but simply loved "Spring River Moon Night" and was eager to know the sequel. But Gu Wen could not completely follow his own mood, because the other party was his investor.

When someone who has invested in you places expectations on you, you should not hide your shortcomings but respond.

If you don’t raise the price, why would others continue to sell?

If you are not good, how can you make others look up to you?

I am in a different world and am controlled by others. What's wrong with asking my ancestors to possess me?
Yu Hua read the poem over and over again.

She could sense the charm of this poem, which could help her practice further. This was the mystery of going down the mountain to experience the mortal world. Taoism was not something that could be advertised by the realm of magic power. It existed in all things, including mortals.

This is what literature does to convey the truth.

The sentence "Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people" reveals a sense of loneliness. By using the color of the moon by the river, it explains the immutability of the world and the transience of individuals. This has already made her heart palpitate. She thinks there should be a next part, but she is a little uncertain.

Suddenly, a calm, neither slow nor slow, yet with a slightly steady sound came.

"Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon on the river looks the same every year. I don't know who the moon on the river is waiting for, but I can see the Yangtze River sending away the flowing water. A piece of white cloud drifts away slowly, and I am filled with sorrow on the green maple shore."

Yu Hua's eyes lit up slightly, and he urged, "Anything else?"

"Whose boat is this tonight? Where is the moonlit tower where I miss you? The moon on the tower is so dim that it should shine on the mirror of the person who is leaving me."

Gu Wen continued to mutter, and as he expected, the goddess in front of him, who was bathing in the moonlight, paused and became entangled.

Obviously, he is not satisfied, which is normal. There is a line "Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people" in front, and nothing can surpass it.

Otherwise, the quatrain would not be called a quatrain.

Yu Hua was a little dissatisfied and asked, "Why did it become sorrow later?"

"Because it was written by a mortal."

Gu Wen seemed to want to guide the other party to separate the first part from the second part, and there was indeed a difference between the first and the second part. He liked the grandeur of the first half and the human touch of the second half, but the ancestors could not cultivate immortality.

"Life is only a few decades long, and there are many emotions and desires, but only longing is forever common. Immortals probably can't appreciate it."

Rising from the bright moon, ending in the mortal world.

Yu Hua suddenly realized something, stood up and bowed to Gu Wen, saying, "Fellow Daoist, I appreciate your teaching."

Gu Wen bowed in return. This was the establishment of their relationship, a relationship beyond just interests.

Fellow Daoist, this is the beginning of a good relationship. I wonder if Zhao Feng, the bootlicker, has been called?

At Yu Hua's request, Gu Wen copied the entire "Spring River Moon Night" into a book, but for some reason his writing book seemed to have become the other person's.

He picked up the pen and she ground the ink, leaving flowers on the green curtain and adding fragrance to the red sleeves.

While writing his own "dog-crawling handwriting", Gu Wen asked Zhao Feng, who was ten thousand meters away: Did Yu Hua grind ink for you?
Yu Hua's mind was clear and she didn't have many distracting thoughts. She focused her attention on every stroke of Gu Wen's pen, otherwise she would have found it difficult to recognize.

“Why add a first work on the side?”

“Two readings, different words, same meaning.”

Since ancient poems are very old, different versions or wording differences may appear in the process of circulation, and "one work" is often used to mark these differences.

Yu Hua recited "Spring River Moon Night" in a low voice

Gu Wen thought of what happened in Ya City, and then asked, "Gu has never competed with anyone since I started practicing. If I were to fight with someone, what would my chances of winning be?"

"With whom?"

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

"I cannot estimate the difference between life and death, but with your current cultivation level of the first stage of Dao-building, it would be difficult for a mortal to stop you." "What if it is a cultivator?"

Yu Hua paused. He could not hear Gu Wen's thoughts from the spiritual music in his ears. He was not nervous or afraid.

"If you encounter a cultivator, flee to my side and do not fight with him. All those who enter the world are descendants of large sects. Their methods are not something you can contend with with a magic treasure. Moreover, you are new to cultivation and have little experience. You may not recognize many of their methods."

She has changed a bit now and is no longer reluctant to spend money just because she likes it.

"What if it's an emergency?"

"Just attack with all your strength. If you kill the opponent, you will be safe."

"What you said is absolutely right." Gu Wen agreed very much. Many times, troubles cannot be avoided.

The best way is to solve the problem of people who cause trouble.

He then asked, "Do you know how many Daqian monks there are?"

"Normally speaking, there are 300 people. Every time the Immortal Land is opened, the Tianji Pavilion will list the three lists of Heaven, Earth and Man, listing the geniuses of all the major sects one by one. To be included in the lowest human list, one must cultivate to the Golden Core before the age of 50 to be included."

Yu Hua replied, and after hearing the word "vulgar" in Gu Wen's mind in surprise, he said, "Do you know where I rank?"

Gu Wen complimented, "Naturally the first."

Unexpectedly, Yu Hua did not deny it. He raised a finger and said, "There are 100 people on the Human Talent List, 50 on the Earth Talent List, and 10 on the Heavenly Destiny List. And I am at the top of the list, number one on the Heavenly Destiny List."

Is she so strong?

Gu Wen paused, but seemed to think it made sense. If there were many monks in the world, Yu Hua was the only one who was on par with the imperial power.

Yu Hua continued, "Those with strong destiny are invincible, those with extraordinary bones are naturally gifted, and there are countless outstanding talents. There is no distinction between the three lists. The Heaven List depends on destiny, the Earth List depends on bones, and the Human List depends on strength."

"And in order to prevent a large-scale sect fight, each sect with a True Lord can only have three people enter. One is to enter the secular world, the second is to protect the law, and the third is to protect the Tao."

Yu Hua turned his head inexplicably and looked at Gu Wen. He paused at this point. The candlelight on the table reflected the faint outline of his chin through the veil.

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

It is obvious that the Gu family was the protector, and now it has become the Zhao family.

"You don't blame me?"

Yu Hua asked softly.

The breeze beside his ears brought silent thoughts, but Gu Wen still lowered his head to write poems for her. The candlelight illuminated his facial features, and his eyes were deeper than the night.

He cannot be called handsome, but he is definitely not ugly. He is like a loach in the mud or a fish in a deep pool.

"This is the karma of the Gu family. I sold it to save my life. It's not what Gu Wen wanted."

"I'm worrying too much."

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

The internal disputes of the sect are ambiguous, the guardians are taking benefits wantonly, and the guardians are not the rulers. She needs a new ally, otherwise she will be unable to support herself, and she is not the only one in the world.

If there is a lack of Dharma protectors and guardians of the Way, even if one finds the elixir of immortality, one may not be able to leave the land of immortality.

But what Gu Wen said was right. The sect had already taken the initiative to cut off the cause and effect. How could they come to ask for help again? Abandoning a genius who built the Dao in four days and refined the spirit in one day, in exchange for a fool who had not yet built the Dao.

She didn't force it, she just hoped that this good relationship would be useful in the future.

Gu Wen put down the brush and changed the subject, "Just because of the temporary favor of knowing me, I am willing to go through fire and water for it. It has nothing to do with Dao Zong, the Gu family, or the Zhao family. I am just an ordinary person who does not know the principles of heaven. I only know the favor of knowing me."

He didn't know what Yu Hua was going to do, but he could sense his uneasiness. He knew he had to reassure the investor and tell Yu Hua that there would be a thousand-fold return.

So hurry up and go all in and invest heavily.

Yu Hua was stunned. Although he was like a fish on the edge of a deep river, hiding from everyone he saw, at least he blew a bubble at me now.

"That's fine too."

It was the first time she showed obvious emotion, a cry of joy like a lark.

Then, as if he felt that he had overreacted, he changed the subject and said, "Your handwriting is so ugly."

If a peerless genius who can build a Dao in four days completely rises up, he will become his greatest help besides the sect.

Yu Hua felt that karma was quite strange. Initially, he helped the other person out of guilt and pity, but now he hoped that it would become his greatest help. Although the original karma between the two had been severed, a new karma would connect them.

It seemed destined that the cause and effect determined three thousand years ago could not be severed overnight.

"I am just a businessman. I am sorry to make you laugh."

Gu Wen smiled back.

The scorching sun nourishes the vines, and the vines take root. The tender branches that are accustomed to the sun will not be willing to return to the gutter, and the buds that break through the soil will not grow back into the soil.

He didn't know what the future held. Ten thousand years of Tiansui and Dijiang meant that he couldn't stay dormant forever. Since he was enjoying Yu Hua's investment, the return was inevitable. There was no business without capital in the world.

In this way, you can only become the best in the world, unparalleled in the world.

He asked seriously, "How can you not be on the list?"

The prerequisite is to wait until he is invincible. He wants to be the best in the world, not to compete with others for the best.

Yu Hua was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Others fight to the point of bloodshed, but you do the opposite. It's impossible not to be on the list. When you are weak, no one knows, but when you are strong, everyone knows."

She stood up and prepared to leave. The bright moon set off the goddess. Gu Wen looked up at her, and the goddess was also looking at him.

"I am already at the top of the destiny list. When will you become the number one talent, the most talented person on earth, and unrivaled in the world?"

(End of this chapter)