Tai Xuan Jing

"You..." Wei Xuan was so angry that blue veins stood out on his forehead, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only stare at Lin Zongyue angrily, after a while, he forced the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "Lin Zongyue, back then you and I didn't know each other. We make friends based on literature. Since ancient times, martial arts have never been the second, and literature has never been the first. I didn’t win, and you didn’t lose. Even if we have some verbal conflicts, it’s just a small fight, and it doesn’t hurt at all. I didn’t expect you to hold grudges all the time. heart."

"Why don't I hold grudges." Lin Zongyue raised his eyebrows, and said triumphantly, "Actually, revenge on you is only second, and the main reason is that you are too talented."

"What?" Wei Xuan was startled when he heard the words, and frowned in confusion, "How do you say that?"

Lin Zongyue smiled, tapped the table with five fingers, and said proudly: "I have to admit that you are really talented. Looking at the world, I am afraid that no one can match it. If you get fame, you will definitely be reused by the Holy One. When the time comes And my foothold, you know, the easiest way to destroy a towering giant tree is to break it when it is still a sapling, the water in the officialdom is very deep."

Wei Xuan was so angry that he clenched his fists and trembled all over. He was speechless for a long time. Lin Zong felt refreshed when he saw his appearance. Finished talking, it's time to go, if you are smart enough, don't waste any more time, go home and farm the land, or I'm afraid you will end up begging on the street." He said and laughed a few times , turned around, opened the door and left, leaving Wei Xuan alone in the room, angry.

Wei Xuan is full of talent, and since he was a child, he has been aiming at the title of the gold medal, and his father repeatedly urged him to achieve fame, so how could he give up so easily, after returning home, he continued to study hard, never slacking off in the severe cold and heat, and in the blink of an eye Another four years later, he packed his bags again and went to Beijing to take the exam.

But the result was very cruel, he still failed to make the list, and he didn't need to think about it, it was Lin Zongyue who made troubles.

Wei Xuan has only been focusing on studying these years, and his savings have been spent. He has no money to go home, so he can only stay in the capital, setting up a stall to write and paint for others to earn some food money.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zongyue killed them all and sent people to make trouble every day. For several days, Wei Xuan didn't even make a penny, and the stall was smashed to pieces.

This time Wei Xuan was really empty-handed and desperate. He stood in the street in a daze, looking at the beggar sitting slumped in the corner begging, suddenly remembered Lin Zongyue's words four years ago, and never thought that he had really fallen to such a point.

Now it seems that he can only survive by begging along the street, but Wei Xuan has been influenced by the saint's words since he was a child, and his integrity is hard to lose in his heart. How could he want to be a beggar? Step out of the city and come to the moat.

Seeing the weeping willows on both sides of the bank are green and the grass is shining, he is really reluctant to leave this world, but now that he is at the end of his life, he has reached a desperate situation, even if he does not commit suicide, he will starve to death in the end, he is going to die anyway, it is better to have a good time, hesitate After a long time, he finally made up his mind to close his eyes and jump into the river.

"It's easy for you to jump down like this, but it's hard to get up." Just when he was about to jump into the river to commit suicide, an old voice suddenly came from behind.

Wei Xuan was shocked when he heard this, stopped his movements, turned around and looked back, and saw an old Taoist priest with gray hair and long beard looking at him with a smile.

Wei Xuan was disheartened at the moment, and said dejectedly: "If you can't come up, you can't come up, anyway, I don't plan to come up."

Hearing this, the old Taoist walked up to him with a smile, looked at him carefully, and said, "You seem to be a scholar too, you should know the saying 'your parents don't dare to harm your body, hair and skin', you are so committed suicide , how can you stand up to your parents' hard work in raising you?"

When Wei Xuan heard this, he immediately thought of his parents. They worked so hard to raise him up and cultivate him, but he didn't expect that he not only failed to repay them, but also caused them to die of hatred one after another. When he thought of this, his heart suddenly Unceasingly miserable, she lowered her head and shed tears, said shyly: "I don't want to, but I can't help it, Lin Zongyue is too hateful, I really have nowhere to go, nowhere to go."

Seeing his appearance, the old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "How many smart people in the world are fooled by books."

Wei Xuan was startled when he heard the words, raised his head to wipe away his tears and said in surprise, "Daoist, do you think I'm stupid?"

The old Taoist nodded his beard and said, "That's right, you are stupid and stupid."

Wei Xuan's face instantly turned pale when he heard the words, startled like a thunderbolt, and shouted: "You...you say who is stupid, talk about who is stupid, I..." He has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child, and he can learn everything at once Yes, he is often praised as a child prodigy, which is something he has always been proud of, but now he is called stupid and stupid, and he is suddenly stunned.

"You still don't admit it?" The old Taoist smiled lightly and said slowly, "There are tens of thousands of ways in this world, why did you choose to read this single-plank bridge?"

Wei Xuan said angrily when he heard the words: "How can this be a single-plank bridge!"

"Why is this not a single-plank bridge?" The old Taoist raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Let me ask you, the palace exam is held every four years, how many students come to take the exam each time?"

Wei Xuan thought for a while, and replied: "However, there are several thousand."

The old Taoist nodded, and asked again: "Then how many people can win the list in the end?"

Wei Xuan said helplessly, "Less than 100 people."

"That's it." The old man laughed, stroked his long beard and said, "Thousands of people came to take the exam, and in the end, less than a hundred people made it to the list. The remaining few thousand people can only go back and study hard again, and wait four years later. Furthermore, going back and forth like this, the number may increase or decrease, but there is not much discrepancy, the winner is naturally happy, but what should the loser do for a living?"

"That's not the point!" Wei Xuan said loudly, "I, Wei Xuan, have the talent to be on the list, but Lin Zongyue took the lead by using dirty means, and now he is suppressing me everywhere to prevent me from being on the list. How did it get to where it is now!"

The old Taoist shook his head and said with a faint smile: "You haven't seen it through yet, you know that Lin Zongyue stepped onto the single-plank bridge before you, and no matter what method he used, he has already gone up anyway. The single-plank bridge is only so big, how can it accommodate you?" And you."

Wei Xuan was startled when he heard the words, and lowered his head, as if he had understood the deep meaning of the old Taoist's words, he nodded and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Senior Daoist, you are very insightful, can you give me some advice, what should I do? ?”

The old Taoist laughed and said: "The poor Taoist has already said it, be more flexible, don't hang yourself on a tree, this road won't work, just change the road."

"However, wouldn't my hard study for so many years be in vain? Besides, my father told me on his deathbed that I must achieve fame and glory." Wei Xuan was obviously not reconciled.

The old Taoist thought for a while and asked, "Little brother, have you ever seen a corrupt official?"

Wei Xuan immediately said: "Of course I have. The county magistrate and magistrate in my hometown are all corrupt officials. I feel disgusted when I see their faces."

The old Taoist sighed after hearing the words: "In fact, they were just like you at the beginning. They were full of enthusiasm, studied hard, and vowed to gain fame and help the country and the country. However, when they entered the officialdom, they changed. The dye vat is still turbid, no matter how determined you are, you will still be polluted in the end, otherwise you will not be able to survive in the officialdom, and if you achieve fame and fame, you will eventually become such a disgusting person."

Wei Xuan was dumbfounded when he heard the words, unable to say a word.

The old Taoist took two steps, came to the river, pointed to the lotus in the river, and said with a light smile: "If it were me, I would only be a green lotus in the heart of the river. No one can contaminate me. You What do you think?" When he said the last sentence, he turned to look at Wei Xuan, with a deep smile on his face.

Hearing these words, Wei Xuan was like a blow to the head, Mao Sai suddenly opened up, bowed to the old Taoist priest, and said respectfully: "Master Daoist, the boy is dull, today I need your enlightenment, suddenly I feel that the past 20 years have been in vain, and the boy wants to follow By your side, I will study Taoism for a lifetime, and seek a trace of cleanliness in the turbulent world."

"Okay, you have the root of wisdom!" The old Taoist laughed when he heard the words, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said cheerfully, "You disciple, the poor Taoist accepts it!"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he turned around and left, Wei Xuan didn't ask any more questions, and followed behind him unhurriedly.

Since then, Wei Xuan has followed the old Taoist wandering around the world. The old Taoist is a master of martial arts. Since he accepted Wei Xuan as his apprentice, he naturally wants to teach him his lifelong martial arts. To defend the righteousness of heaven and earth.

It wasn't until this moment that Wei Xuan really realized how ignorant he was before. He said the words of the saints all day long, "Cultivate one's morality, regulate the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world." To achieve this, only with a heart detached from the world of mortals can we forget our selfish desires and help the world.

Another ten years later, Wei Xuan was the only one left to roam the rivers and lakes when he was a veteran. For the world of mortal martial arts.

When Wei Xuan was 50 years old, he took a ten-year-old boy named Yan Lun as his apprentice. The boy was smart and smart, and he was just suitable for practicing his worldly martial arts.

Nearly 20 years later, Wei Xuan was too old, his body's profound skills gradually faded, he fell ill, and passed away. Only his apprentice, Yan Lun, died for him.

The moment Wei Xuan died, his soul left his body and floated into the air. He could see his body lying there quietly. He wanted to go back, but he couldn't control himself.

Gradually, his soul also lost consciousness, gradually returning to chaos, only a tiny light wandering around, flying into the sky full of white clouds.

I don't know how long it has passed, and how far it has flown. The light came out of the clouds and fell into the mortal world. It entered a family at a speed that the naked eye could not detect. This is a rural farmhouse with dilapidated earthen houses. .

Not long after the bright light entered, the sound of a baby crying came from inside, and Li Qianmo's second reincarnation began.

His life in this second life was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. He became a farmer, and he was a tenant farmer who didn't even have a field.

With his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky, Li Qianmo's second life passed by like this, and soon began his third life.

His third life was still born in the countryside, but he did not inherit his father's business. He was unwilling to be a farmer all his life. He left his hometown and went to the city. Gong, who specializes in delivering food and drinks to people, and if someone makes trouble, he will beat them.

In this kind of place, he meets all kinds of people every day. Gradually, he is no longer as dull as before, but becomes more tactful, and this life will pass like this.

His fourth life was a teacher, and his fifth life was not bad. He was born in a nomadic family in the grassland and became a herdsman.

This kind of reincarnation reincarnates one life after another, and each life has been experienced for several decades, but this is just a dream, and in the real world outside, even one day has not yet arrived.