Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 539 Gu Xian
Mirror lake?

Li Xiu flew far in the air, looking down.

The surface of the lake is calm and the shape is indeed a mirror. When he looked down, he couldn't see his own shadow, but he could see the shadows of his senior brothers Teng Yunzi, Shikong, Baiyun and others.

"Master, look, the Taoist priest's shadow is not on the lake." Bai Yun asked curiously after discovering this.

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Master Shikong took a look and it was true.

His expression immediately became serious, and he couldn't help but look at Li Xiuyuan again, and couldn't help clasping his hands together, lowering his head and singing the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the mirror lake can only reflect people's shadows, this Taoist priest is not very human, Naturally there is no shadow."

"So that's the case, then this Taoist priest must be a very high-level immortal." Bai Yun said.

"People who become monks should be quiet and inactive, and should not pry into other people's privacy." Master Shikong said.

Bai Yun looked like he was being educated humbly, so he didn't ask any more questions immediately.

Li Xiuyuan flew all the way, and saw many practitioners living in huts by the lake beside Jinghu Lake. They either sat by the lake to fish, or played chess and sipped tea, or wrote and painted. To comfort and fascination.

"Brother, how many cultivators and immortals are there in Tianzhu Mountain?"

After watching for a while, he asked curiously.

Teng Yunzi smiled and said: "This is too many to count. There should be 10,000+ people practicing in Tianmu Mountain, and there should be thousands of immortals. Some immortals are famous and their names will be sung in the world, and some immortals become famous silently. Don't show it, don't say it for outsiders, why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that the immortal who is rare in the world seems to be worthless here." Li Xiuyuan said.

Teng Yunzi said: "After becoming immortals, immortals generally dare not get involved in the world of mortals. Firstly, there are too many causes and effects in the world of mortals. Once entangled too deeply, even immortals will fall into reincarnation. After they attained the Tao in that era, a hundred years passed, and there were no relatives in the mortal world.
If there is no love, staying in the mortal world will lose its meaning, so it is natural to be friends with immortals and live here in peace. "

"Since junior brother is so interested in Tianmu Mountain, it's still early, why don't junior brother go for a visit? It's fine to just go to Master's place."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he nodded immediately and said: "It's the first time you come to such a fairyland, you really should go and see it carefully. Since the senior brother suggested it, then I'd rather be respectful than obey the order. The senior master will also ask the senior brother to take me to say hello. But if If possible, please brother to inquire about the third sister for me
, There are so many gods and Taoists here, if you want to find out, you may have to rely on the magic power of your ancestors. I am not proficient in deduction. "

"This is a matter of duty, junior brother, don't worry." Teng Yunzi said.

Li Xiuyuan nodded, bid farewell to Master Shikong again, and then flew towards another direction of Taimu Mountain in auspicious clouds alone.

It is false for him to play, but it is true to inquire about the news.

The reason why Teng Yunzi broke up with him was because Teng Yunzi saw the urgency in his heart, so he didn't want to delay him with this matter.

Li Xiuyuan fell to the side of Mirror Lake.

There are many practitioners here, and there are immortals who live in huts.

Maybe we can get some news from here.

Along the way, he saw a Taoist who closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep fishing, but the fishing line on the fishing rod in his hand fell into the mirror lake and remained motionless. This may be something like practicing.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't go up to ask, but just passed by.

Not long after he passed by, the man's fishing line trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

But after taking back the fishing rod, there was no bait to take the bait, he let out a long sigh and had to continue to hang on the ground, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, motionless.

Continuing to walk forward, Li Xiuyuan saw two old men sitting in front of a thatched hut playing chess on a white jade platform.

The black and white chess pieces fought back and forth, and each other seemed to be deeply involved in it, unable to extricate themselves.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Xiuyuan still felt that it was not good to disturb him, so he continued to walk forward.

Then I saw a man who looked like a madman of the Jin Dynasty painting with splashed ink, sometimes painting landscapes, sometimes painting flowers, plants, insects and animals.

Suddenly, the madman stopped writing, looked at the scroll in front of him and shook his head slightly.

But what he painted was a picture of outing and enjoying the scenery. The scenery in the picture was beautiful and lifelike, with jagged mountains and rocks and few mist waves.

With a long sigh, the madman tore up the scroll and threw it on the ground.

"Such an extraordinary masterpiece, why did you tear it up and discard it on the ground? This is a work of painstaking effort. Wouldn't it be a pity to tear it up like this?" Li Xiuyuan looked at the stained scroll on the ground and couldn't help sighing: "This painting If the painting is placed in the mortal world, it must be a treasure handed down from generation to generation."

"But in the eyes of an immortal, this is not worth mentioning, is it?" The madman threw a pen casually and said.

Li Xiuyuan said: "I am a mortal, and I don't know how immortals appreciate calligraphy and painting, but as a mortal, this painting is already at its peak."

Kuangshi looked at Li Xiuyuan suspiciously: "Are you a mortal? Why did you appear in Taimu Mountain?"

"Has no mortal ever entered Tianmu Mountain before?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"Haha, that's right. My name is Gu Xian. I don't know what your name is, young man?" The madman who claimed to be Gu Xian asked with a smile.

"I'm Li Xiuyuan."

Gu Xian said: "Young man, do you know what is the most difficult thing to draw? What is the best thing to draw?"

"I think people are the most difficult to draw, but I don't know the best ones." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Yes, the most difficult thing to draw is human beings, because human beings have various forms, their bodies are easy to draw, their demeanors are difficult to draw, and their hearts are even more difficult to draw. The best things to draw in the world are ghosts, immortals, and Buddhas. Because people in the world You have never seen ghosts, immortals, or Buddhas. You don’t know the shape of ghosts, no

Knowing the beauty of immortals, but not knowing the wisdom of Buddhas, it is best to draw, because if you draw a ghost, it is a ghost, if you draw a fairy, it is a fairy, if you draw a Buddha, it is a Buddha. "

Gu Xian shook his head and said with a smile: "But what if such paintings are spread among mortals? Fake ones are fake after all, just to fool the world, so after I saw the real fairy Buddha, my painting skills retreated thousands of miles, and I was born. Demonic obstacle, so I practiced hard, trying to get back my previous painting skills."

"Then did you find it?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"No, if I get it back, why should I do this every day." Gu Xian said, but in the end he looked at Li Xiuyuan suddenly.

"All the beautiful landscapes in my paintings have reached their peak, and only one person is missing. I think you have the grace of a fairy, the demeanor of ghosts and gods, the compassion of a Bodhisattva, and the emotions of a mortal. If you stand here for an hour and let me be in the painting, Maybe my painting skills can make a breakthrough, I don’t know

Can you grant me this request. "

After speaking, he put away his madman posture and became sincere.

"Although I don't mind helping you with this favor, there is still one thing I need to solve. After I solve this matter, I will paint the fairy." Li Xiuyuan said.

Gu Xian immediately said: "I am a god, there is nothing in the world that can hinder me, maybe I can help you."

"I'm looking for a fox. It's a red fox. It has been practiced for five hundred years, but it was captured on Tianmu Mountain. Can you help me find it?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Gu Xian replied: "Although I can't find you for a while, I know who is most likely to know the whereabouts of that fox spirit. If you are willing to stay here for an hour, I will tell you the news, not only that , and give you my paintbrush, how about it?"

As he spoke, he opened his palm, and a writing brush emitting five colors of light floated quietly.

"Is this talent?" Li Xiuyuan asked with a slight expression.

"That's right, this is the talent that I gathered all my life when I was in the mortal world. After becoming an immortal, I won't need it anymore, but you are a mortal, maybe you can use this thing." Gu Xian said.

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but lament that this fairy took out any random things as treasures.

Ordinary people can't immediately become a painter enough to be handed down after getting this thing. Fame, money, and beauty can all be possessed in an instant.

But such a thing becomes dispensable in the eyes of this immortal, and can be given away at will.

(End of this chapter)