Dharma

On the second day of the grand ceremony, Xia Jingge and Feng Fuling changed their appearances and mingled among the registered disciples, and quietly went to the grand ceremony in the team of head master Liu Xiangchen.The heads of various factions and those famous monks have been grinding for a long time, and finally they have decided on the future leader of the alliance.Although something went wrong in the middle, someone wanted to force Liu Xiangchen to take over as the leader of the alliance, but in the end the Jiuhua faction stopped him.Today, the position of the leader of the alliance is basically determined by default, and it will fall on Yu Shangxi, the head of the Qingchen sect.

After arriving at the Yunjian Sect Square, the two of them, like other ordinary registered disciples of the Jiuhua Sect who were not qualified to go up to the height of the podium and did not belong to the phalanx, scattered among the disciples of other sects in twos and threes, looking up into the distance. The rare leader selection meeting on the podium.On that high platform, there are faint fairy sounds everywhere, and the appearance of smoke and mist, like a half fairyland.There are also starlights in the sky, which decorate the conference under the night sky like sparks.

Xia Jingge was looking up at the high platform, and Yu Shuguang on the high platform was worried, so he used his peripheral vision to locate the two of them from a distance.She stood on the corner of the high platform, the white fairy mist under her body and the hem of her skirt were blown tangled by the wind.Everyone only said that she was looking at all the cultivators below, and they didn't think about anything else.She only stood there for a moment, and Liu Xiangchen also stood beside her.

Yu Shuguang turned his head, before he could speak, Liu Xiangchen said to her: "It's windy here, junior sister don't stand here anymore."

Yu Shuguang smiled slightly, revealing a bit of radiant beauty, obediently answered yes, and followed Liu Xiangchen to the middle of the high platform.Liu Xiangchen showed a slight smile to her as he walked, "Thank you, Junior Sister, last night."

Yu Shuguang covered his sleeves and frowned with a smile, wanting to argue: "I only think that I have done what I have to do. If the head brother wants to thank me, I won't accept it."

"Then I won't mention it." Liu Xiangchen also smiled.But like the bright wind and the bright moon, the clear stream is shining at sunset, making Yu Shuguang's crooked eyes unable to move away.

Who should be the leader of the alliance, who should not be, and how to choose, probably didn't care about her that much.For her, the most important thing in this world is to follow the senior brother who is in charge as always.

Xia Jingge and Feng Fuling naturally didn't care who became the leader of the alliance, they just wanted to watch the excitement.When the grand ceremony, which was a bit of a fairy, came to an end, they quietly left from the group of monks.The scenery in Jiangyun City is completely different from that in Yunjian Sect. The common people just happen to have a good time, and they can't get away from eating, drinking, playing and having fun, because it is full of excitement and pedestrians.There are countless things to eat, play, coax and scare people on the street, and there are even more people around.People are clustered in colorful clusters, like colorful flowers and leaves blooming in the dark night.

Xia Jingge loves the excitement and the atmosphere of the fireworks. He drags Feng Fuling around here and there, always asking silly questions.Questions such as "Why can Tang make such lifelike dolls? Can the master make a pair for us?" After making it, it looked like it didn't look like it, and then I remembered that the two were easy-to-grow five big and three rough appearances; For example, "There is a lamp in this world that can go to heaven without spiritual power! After all, who is Kong Ming..." and other words, so lack of proper common sense, others see him as a monk, and they all think that he has no common sense, but actually No one laughed at him, they all looked at Feng Fuling with sympathetic eyes.If the heart sounds can be heard, Feng Fuling has probably heard countless words such as "The Taoist is so patient!" "The Taoist is hard!" "The Taoist is not easy!" and so on.

As they walked, Xia Jingge's gaze was attracted by a shadow puppet troupe.The show under the bright moonlight was Chang'e Flying to the Moon. Xia Jingge watched it all, and when she came out, she said to Feng Fuling: "Fu Ling, this Chang'e..."

"Don't tell me you don't even know who Chang'e is." Feng Fuling preemptively made up his mind that as long as he said he didn't know, he would immediately go back home.

"No, I know who Chang'e is. What I want to say is that Chang'e died a long time ago, and there is no Guanghan Palace on the moon."

Feng Fuling turned his head halfway, "How do you know Chang'e is dead?"

"I remember reading it in a book of the Jiuhua School when I was a child. This story is different from Chang'e Flying to the Moon in the world of mortals from the very beginning." Xia Jingge hesitated for a moment, but said, "Our records of the Jiuhua School , should be true."

"tell me the story."

"Although Chang'e and Hou Yi are husband and wife, Hou Yi didn't shoot Jiu Ri. At that time, the ten suns were shining in the sky, but it was because the golden crow above our heads was sick. Jiu Ri came to save it." This statement is a bit new, Feng Fuling motioned him to continue, Xia Jingge recalled and said, "Later, Jinwu was healed, and Jiuri left. Hou Yi came to the world of mortals because he committed a crime. I made a mistake and was demoted, but he had nothing to do with leaving on the [-]th. Chang'e originally followed him to the lower realm, but the God Realm is Chang'e's home after all. Soon after, she began to miss the God Realm. Plus the world of mortals Chang'e couldn't get used to the turbid aura in the world. She lived by the aura, and it was difficult for her to live in a place without aura. After all, she didn't want to stay in the world of mortals any longer, so she thought of a way to go back to the world. The method of the God Realm full of spiritual energy left Hou Yi...but something went wrong on the way, and she couldn't return to the God Realm."

"This also has something in common with the legend of Chang'e flying to the moon."

"That's right. But there is no Guanghan Palace on the moon. It is a place where spiritual energy is barren, and it is far away from the God Realm. Chang'e flew near the moon, and her spiritual power was exhausted, so she had to land on the moon. No How long before she died."

"Dead? How do you know?"

"That's what it says in the book." Xia Jingge said sadly, "She stayed on the moon forever, but she didn't live in the Guanghan Palace, but died there forever.  … She failed to return to the God Realm, She also failed to return to the world of mortals. She died on the way home due to insufficient spiritual energy and mana failure. Xian, is there such a big difference between her story in the Jiuhua Realm and the story in the Red Dust Realm?"

Feng Fuling was speechless for a moment, walked side by side with Xia Jingge in silence for a while, and then said: "Because everyone loves to listen to stories. The more novel the more, the more you like to listen. You monks in the Jiuhua Realm have always regarded cultivating immortals as your mission, and storytelling is naturally inseparable People in the world of mortals value love and love for things like opening spiritual energy and cultivating immortals, so they want to tell this story in a more sentimental way."

"Love love?" Xia Jingge was a little bit puzzled.

"Chang'e's flight to the moon is still in the second half of the world of mortals. After she lived in Guanghan Palace, another man named Wu Gang came. It is rumored that this son loves her, and he has no regrets about cutting down trees every day."

"This is too nonsense." Xia Jingge immediately said, "Although moonlight is an important source of spiritual energy today, it is not spiritual energy itself, and there is not a blade of grass growing on the moon, not a single tree."

"It doesn't matter whether it's nonsense or not. This is the story that we people in the world of mortals love to hear. Where there is loneliness, there are beautiful women with company." Feng Fuling told Xia Jingge the legend of Wu Gang's conquest of laurel in the world of mortals.

"Oh... Does Fu Ling also like to hear this story?"

"I don't like it." Feng Fuling frowned.

"Why? Because... you are not a member of the world of mortals now?" Xia Jingge teased him with a smile.

"It has nothing to do with this." Feng Fuling only said one sentence, seeing that Xia Jingge was still looking at him with great interest, but he didn't understand, just said, "Guess."

Xia Jingge: "How can I guess?" Even so, he really guessed the reason why Feng Fuling didn't like to hear this story, "It's because Wu Gang was also punished, sounds too unreal?"

Feng Fuling shook his head, Xia Jingge made a few more guesses, and all he got was shaking his head, Xia Jingge had already made up his mind to ask Feng Fuling himself to say it, and said randomly: "That's because you don't like these stories. It's not what they used to be. Wu Gang and Chang'e were forcibly made into a pair by later generations?"

Feng Fuling nodded, "It's almost the same. The reason why Wu Gang was punished for cutting down trees was that his wife betrayed him. How could he fall in love with Chang'e, who also betrayed her husband? Staying under the same roof, I'm afraid they will fall in love with each other. Seeing that both annoyance and annoyance are mild."

Xia Jingge suddenly understood what Feng Fuling didn't like.People love to read love stories, and the two gods who were supposed to be bored with each other became admiring, and it was spread widely, and everyone said that there was a story between the two of them.How do you know if Wu Gang's heart is ashamed, or if he already has his own heart?It's just that the trees are cut down every day, and the trees are cut down, and there are mouths that cannot be spoken to others, and no one knows.But Xia Jingge felt that Feng Fuling's attitude was still a bit strange.He wasn't the type to get annoyed by an unrelated story.However, Xia Jingge did feel some irritation from his words.

"What happened?" Xia Jingge asked.

Feng Fuling shook his head, looked at Xia Jingge, hesitated for a while and said, "Have you ever thought about what it would be like if someone came to write your story?"

"My story?" Xia Jingge tilted her head slightly, thought for a while and smiled, "That's not my story, it's someone else's. The story about me in the imagination of others, no matter how he tells it, no matter how many people listen to it, even if People all over the world believe that it is me, it is my story, and that is not my story, it is his. Fu Ling, what did you hear? So you are angry?"

Feng Fuling's expression froze, and after a while he said unnaturally: "I listened a few times in the past two days, and it was clear that I was the one who had been with you in the enchantment for 12 years, but that person portrayed me as a The insignificant passers-by portrayed Li Yuchong as an upright and upright person, and the audience still applauded, it's disgusting."

When Xia Jingge heard this, she just stared at Feng Fuling and said with a smile, "Why are you angry at other people's stories? In my story, Fu Ling, you are the most important."

Feng Fuling blushed slightly, coughed and said: "Come on, you're the only one with a lot of nonsense. What other people's stories, with your name, can't be put on your head?"

"Oh, then what are you going to do? You can't take him out and beat him up and ask him to rewrite it, right?" Xia Jingge stared innocently.

Feng Fuling fell silent now, Xia Jingge sensed something was wrong, and before he asked, he had already said frankly: "I've already beat him up. Let him write me in the important section."

Xia Jingge stared at him, stunned for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Then let's go and hear how he has improved, how about?"

Feng Fuling looked at the gradually shrinking crowd around him, "It's getting late." The implication was that they should quietly leave the city while the crowd was gradually dispersing.Xia Jingge felt a little regretful, and secretly wrote down the matter, and was going to use the messenger talisman to inquire about it with his senior brother.But just like what he said, the stories told by others, even if they bear his name, are also theirs.Only the life they have come out of is their real story.

Xia Jingge smiled at Feng Fuling, pulled him and said, "Let's go and write our own stories. Next time, we will go together for a long time, and never leave each other."

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My brain has been like a paste for the past few days, but today I finally feel better. .