Chapter 592: Looking back, it has always been bleak

Nowadays, Xingyue Hehuan’s performing arts are becoming more and more proficient. It has thoroughly combined the songs with the stage short drama performances. Even with the previous songs, choreography and dialogue have been added, and the performance form is closer to the earth and more. It is easy to make people feel substituting.
What Luo Qianxue sang solo to Xue Mu was a pure song version, and what was brought out to Xuantianzong's heart was a performance version with scene performance and sensationalism added.
The heart of Hehuan Sect is performing a Taoist monologue: "The rain in Luodao that day was so heavy, and there was a person in the crowd. He was looking at me, but he was walking towards me."
"That person said he likes me, I think I should like him too."
"At other people’s wedding banquets, he and the person he likes also went, so what about me, who am I? Everyone says they are a natural match, and I think they match very well, but I still want to ask him, I think about him I asked him if the harness I sent was not good enough, and if the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I didn’t warm up that day, did it...
Xin’er paused, and his vocal cords choked hoarsely:
People in the world are like this, even myself. You can take back the pledge you promised."
Yulin in the front seat finally pushed aside the crowd and fled.
He is close to the one who sang the song, but not exactly the same.
Once young, he used to ride horses, a pot of wine and a sword, indulging unruly. He would also go to drink wine with Shi Lei and laugh. When he was that kind of slutty teenager, of course he was merciful in the arena, and there was a person from each other.
But with the breakthrough into the Dao period, the heart stopped, and Huajiu didn't want to go anymore, besides... the person who was drinking Huajiu together now is no longer there.
Monasticism, as the deeper the practice, the more joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow in the world that have been seen, and gradually they will all be indifferent and the more they want to be born. From the time when the rivers and lakes met each other in the mountain league, it turned into a blind eye, and then... the girl chased after him, worshipped Xuantian, and became a Taoist aunt.
When the girl talks about being a Taoist couple, the sect cannot help. But he dare not.
He was afraid of becoming a Taoist companion, so he indulged in love, and no longer meant to come out of dust.
He does not have a new love, but his new love is to seek the truth. For the woman, there is no difference from being negative.
Heaven does not return, one loses, one cries.
Qing Deng Ye Yu, Qing Si Dao robe, did not meet at the same door, living like a joke.
The so-called substitution of art into the so-called resonance does not require you to be exactly the same as in the words. As long as a wisp is close, you can quickly contaminate and fill your chest. Qin Wuye set off a ruthless argument, and Acacia was overthrown; Yulin touched the guilt in his heart, and Xuantian was silent.
Don't think that this trivial love is making a fuss, because it is part of asking questions for them, asking questions above all else.
One can imagine how many sympathizers there are in Xuantianzong at this moment. Being born out of the world to seek the truth and human love are originally very conflicting things. Even if the sect cannot help, as long as you pursue the pursuit of the truth, you need to make a choice. It is difficult to have both.
Therefore, the huge Xuantianzong has few pairs of Taoists, and there is not one at the top, all of them are bare old Taoists.
Yulin also felt that he should be a polished Taoist priest, and Wentian Taoist's form of dusting was his future pursuit.
He rushed all the way to the deserted mountain in despair, holding a green pine and breathing heavily. Just as Yunzhou heard Qin Wuye's song, his heart was cramped, this time it was even more cruel, the dialogue still echoed in his ears, straight into his heart, and pictures flashed before his eyes.
As if seeing the shame under the oil-paper umbrella when the rivers and lakes met, as if seeing him back to the mountain with a look of despair.
Seeing her self-winding green silk, putting on a Taoist robe, Yingying hit him: "Brother, the same door back, please give me your advice."
Xue Mu was right when he said that a song urges the liver and intestines, showing that the love is deep in his heart, never or forgotten. With a little traction, it spreads unscrupulously.
"Idiot, can you drink it?"
Yulin raised his head, and the Taoist Wentian stood by the tree with a tattered wine gourd in his hand, shaking.
"Master, I..."
The Taoist asked the heavens and took a sip, then threw the wine gourd over: "Come on, take a sip."
"You just drank it and you didn't wipe your saliva."
Wentian raised his slap, and Yulin retreated.
"Sit down." Wentian sat on the floor, smiled and took out a bag of peanuts from his sleeves, ate a peanut, and let out a sigh of contentment.
Then... I took it back and didn't give it to Yulin.
Yulin grumbled and sat down on the floor: "I have never seen such a stingy person."
"Give you wine, you think you have drunk it. You want someone to give something, and you don't want to be flawed. How can there be such a good compromise?"
Yulin said helplessly: "This kind of comparison is very blunt, Master."
Wentian curled up his beard, "Isn’t Xue Mu knows how to cut my heart without Xue Mu? I can’t write about the white-haired witch who cleans up his great demon, nor can I write about Journey to the West to coax Yuan Zhong Le Dian, let alone Water Margin. Set a banner for the alliance of the six realms. Don't compare me to him."
"Then what will you do?"
"I will shoot you to death!"
Yulin shrank again, not crying or laughing.
Wentian drank the wine and said leisurely: "Xue Mu, this person is a little nosy. What is your relationship with him, so you are not afraid of counterproductive effects?"
Yulin shook his head and said: "Firstly, it was a friend's persuasion, and secondly, I think he was also asking. He is very interested in the differences in love in the ways of each family. Through this kind of temptation, he is trying to test the differences between each family."
Asked Heavenly Dao: "Can you get something?"
"No, it's hard to think about it in my heart." Yulin kowtowed: "Master, please help me."
"Don't send it if it's hard to send, why is it confused?"
Yulin was stunned.
Asking the sky leisurely said: "The Taoist school in the world is not limited to our Xuantian school. There are many schools of different schools. Most of them are similar to Wujiao Temple. They pay attention to cutting but vulgar origin, and the six roots are pure. Only this school can't help but let the flow go. Why are you?"
Yulin said: "Let it take its course, this is Tao."
Wentian stared and said, "Don't you know that? A tangled ass?"
Yulin smiled bitterly: "Knowing is easy and doing is hard, Master. If it is really affectionate, what kind of Tao can you cultivate?"
Wentian suddenly got closer and said mysteriously: "Have you ever heard of this kind of discussion when you walk around the rivers and lakes-is there pure friendship between men and women?"
Yulin smiled and said: "I've heard it. I think there is no such thing. It is Faming and I, who are considered practitioners. When we have such stunning friendship with Mu Jianli and Zhu Chenyao, we will inevitably have an ape and envy Xue Mu. Hate, let alone the world? Like Xue Muzhe, talking about friends, I’m afraid I’m thinking of bed."
Qiaotian smiled and said, "I do. Do you want to teach you?"
"Master, please teach me."
"Most people get married as pure friendship."
"Master, are you kidding me?"
"You can find an old man and wife and ask, if you want him to have a house, it's a wife, don't be like this... how pure and innocent."
"..."
"Doesn't the Taoist couple be the same? You still expect to be lingering forever and want to be beautiful. After a few years, she tells you you can't run too late."
"..." Yulin was sweating profusely.
"To some extent, I recognize Lin Wuya as a teacher. It's just that he is too deliberate, and his obsession is too deep, and he can't cut it with the sword. In fact, let it go, it's already thin."
Yulin complained: "Master, why are you so skilled?"
Wentian took a sip of wine and whispered: "Being a teacher was the same as you back then. I was so devoted to the truth, disdainful of mundane things, and when I was forty years old, I still couldn't see the door of the hole. Looking back and seeing that the green silk was very few, I knew I had lost. The boy took her."
Yulin was silent.
"The heart of seeking Dao is clinging, but clinging leads to vain. Looking back suddenly, the past is long and I know that I was wrong." Wentian calmly said: "Later I went to find her and traveled all over the mountains and rivers... I should say that I was lucky. If I can’t find it, I’m afraid it’s my life’s troubles, and I can’t move forward. Fortunately, I found it. Seeing her farm couple, raised eyebrows and children and grandchildren around knees. At that moment, I felt that the haze was gone and the sky was clear, so I laughed and went away that day. "
Yulin thought for a long, long time, then bowed his first three bows: "I know."
Wentian left the wine gourd, and turned away: "Xue Mu is a good friend, not only drinking flower wine with you."