Cinderella: The Legend of Yunhua

"800 years ago, during the sea battle of Guixu, the god Ziwei caressed the Fuxi Lingqin, and the above-mentioned sound of good water virtues performed immeasurable merits of enlightenment, and subdued the nine-tailed fox, the chief evil in the southern region. Since then, it has returned to China Qingning." A green robe The man sits on the high platform and presses the horn lightly. The ancient melody of the piano is long and long, coiling around the peak for a long time.

The six hundred disciples under the high platform listened quietly and felt the sound of the piano.

"Since ancient times, all things have been divided into five elements. There are gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The sage Fuxi took strings to make a qin, and turned them into five tunes corresponding to the five elements to practice the virtue of education. These five tunes are Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu." Colorful, the cloud peach petals around the high platform just fell off the strings, the man stopped the strings, picked up the petals and put them in the palm of his hand to look at them. After a long time, he continued, "Since ancient times, water has the virtue of superior goodness, which benefits all things without fighting. What everyone hates is mostly Taoism. The virtue of water, this seat recommends "Tonghui". Water, not rigid, not paranoid. It changes with time, summer is rain, winter is snow; The stream is steep and becomes a waterfall; it changes because of the utensils. When it meets a circle, it becomes round, and when it meets a square, it becomes square. Those of us who seek the Tao must possess this quality of wisdom in order to understand the beauty of the Tao.”

The disciples under the seat nodded one after another, thinking in their hearts, the top of the mountain was silent for a while, and there was no sound.

The men in the audience all had a good understanding and were quite satisfied. After everyone realized it through introspection, they put away the piano and said, "This is the end of today's lecture. I hope you will calm down after you leave, so that you can think for yourself. On the road, There is no need to argue, you can't lie, you need to be enlightened to be considered superior, and I will come back next month." After saying that, he stepped on the floating clouds and left.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to walk, a female disciple called from behind, "Zhenjun Xishu, Zhenjun Xishu—please stop for a while!"

The man stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering, he looked back, wasn't the person who came was the female disciple who was rejected by him in the martial arts field that day?

"Why did you call me this time?"

"True...jun, this disciple has offended you again! Disciple has deliberately chased you to the music circle today, and I still have something to ask Zhenjun." The female disciple stepped on the flying sword to catch up. Yuanshu, the Lingyuan is rampaging on the soles of the feet, this way rushing forward, the sword traces are twisted like a drunk, it is funny to watch.

"Why did I refuse to accept you as an apprentice that day in the martial arts arena?" The man laughed softly.

The female disciple finally managed to stand still, fluttering in the wind, holding her strength to stabilize her footing, "I asked someone to inquire after I went back that day, and it has been 600 years since the day when the golden elixir reached its peak. There are dozens of general elections in the family, but there is no man or woman in the seat. Could it be that no one has been favored by the real king for 600 years? The disciple asked himself that the best among his peers was isolated. Also, please tell Zhenjun why he refuses to accept disciples as disciples every time?"

"I heard that you rejected the invitation from his peak and went to the inner sect alone and insisted on being an ordinary disciple?" The man smiled cleverly, and looked at the light blue mountain in the distance with long eyes.

The female disciple followed the man's gaze and replied solemnly, "I have witnessed the demeanor of Zhenjun in the early years, and admired Zhenjun's superb swordsmanship. There are endless masters of music in my school, but Zhenjun, who is unparalleled in swordsmanship, It should be number one, the disciple wants to follow the True Monarch to practice swordsmanship, and doesn't want to worship under others!"

The man glanced back at the female disciple, and said quietly, "It's somewhat similar to me back then...what's your name?"

"Mr. Shen Yan!" The female disciple smiled happily when she heard the words, as if she had received a commendation, "Where is the real king? This disciple only knows the true name of the real king, but not the name of the real king."

"Song Xishu..." The man said the name, as if recalling that distant dream.

The exchange of names seemed to break a barrier. Mr. Shen Yu felt that the god who looked up to him was one step closer. He couldn't help being very happy. Have you ever been so young and frivolous?"

"Maybe frivolity..." Song Xishu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the ruddy girl, "But she's not young..."

"How do you explain this?" Jun Shen had a rare chance to talk to the senior whom he admired in his heart, how could he give up?

"I have been in the secular world for 28 years. I used to be materialistic and dusty. Once I was enlightened by others, I escaped into the Taoist door. I am no younger than you, and the spiritual platform is clear. Where is the youthful ambition? It's just what I want. That's all." Song Xishu glanced at it indifferently, it seems that he has not told this story to outsiders for many years.

Shen Yujun was fascinated by what he heard, but once he lost sight of the other, he didn't know that the strong wind was galloping, she was unstable with the sword, and fell into the clouds when her body swayed.

"Go—" Song Xishu pulled out the long sword from his waist and sent it lightly to Jun Shen's feet, and relieved Jun Shen from the encirclement.

Shen Yujun wobbled and stood firm, and the sword sent her back to Song Xishu again.She squatted down with joy in her eyes, touched the bright white sword carefully, and couldn't help but tsk-tsk, "Zhishui sword... I actually have the opportunity to stand on this today, it's a dream, this is also my sword." Never dared to make mistakes, Xie Zhenjun fulfilled it today!"

This female disciple's words are lively and forthright, like a man's temperament, which made Song Xishu feel a little more fond of him, "The meridians in your body will only expand, and the control of spiritual energy is not yet perfect. It takes time to hone it.”

"I would like to follow the teachings of Zhenjun." Shen Jun winked at Song Xishu with a sly smile, "Zhenjun mentioned some disciples today, are you willing to accept disciples to start?"

"Let me ask you, why do you insist on learning from me?"

"A good bird chooses a tree to live in. The disciple just wants to choose a good teacher from among the sect to learn the sword, and hope that the real king will make it happen!" After finishing speaking, Shen Yujun knelt on the sword and looked at Song Xishu sincerely.

"Just to... learn sword?"

Mr. Shen Yu didn't have time to think about the deep meaning of the words. Seeing that Song Xishu finally let go, he hurriedly replied, "It's just for practicing swords!"

"Willing to suffer?"

"Disciple is willing!"

"Get up and follow me somewhere." Song Xishu said lightly.

"Disciple, I can't afford it!" Shen Yujun leaned on the sword anxiously, she was waiting for the ceremony of apprenticeship, if she didn't fulfill her wish, how could she give up?

"You kneel here, how can you learn swords with me?" Song Xishu smiled, thinking back in the past, how could he be willing to put down such a face and wholeheartedly seek a teacher...

"Is this true?" Jun Shen's eyes widened, but he still couldn't believe it in his heart, "then the disciple will first perform a teacher's ceremony before he can feel at ease." He pointed to the sky, and he was about to swear.

Seeing this, Song Xishu waved a wave of true energy to help Shen Yujun up, and said, "Don't salute, I just teach you how to practice swords, and I don't want to accept apprentices. I have one person in my heart in this life, and I must follow him. Learn from others, and don't want to accept disciples, I hope you don't force this matter." Seeing that Jun Shen's expression was weak, he put away the Zhishui sword, "Come to my side, follow me to a place." Then he took the girl The disciples flew towards the distant mountains together in the sky.

"Zhenjun, where are you going?" Shen Junjun looked at the mountains under the wall cover, his heart fluctuated slightly.

"Music Cloud Peak..."