Mu You looked at Jun Mo's head and clenched her clothes tightly with her right hand. She bit her lips hard and said in a trembling voice, "What are you doing? Do you really want to practice Buddhism? "
Jun Mo had just washed his hair by the well. The clear water dripped down from the top of his head and wet his clothes. Hearing the voice behind him, he didn't turn around and said, "It's okay to read some Buddhist scriptures."
Mu You said in a trembling voice, "You respect your senior brother so much, but you don't listen to him when he asks you to read more Buddhist scriptures. They are just two kids who don't know how to practice. Why do you listen to them?"
Jun Mo looked at the hair dregs on the ground beside the well. After a moment of silence, he said, "I hate the Buddhism Sect the most in my life. But now that I think about it, I might have missed something."
Mu You said sadly, "Just because you want to find a way to recover from the Buddhism Sect, you want to become a monk?"
Jun Mo turned around and looked at her. Seeing the tears on her face, he said, "When did I say I want to become a monk? I hate the Buddhism Sect because those bald donkeys don't produce or serve their parents. How could I become a monk? I just want to read some Buddhist scriptures to see if it can help me calm down. "
Mu You felt even more sad after hearing his explanation. She said in tears, "You shaved your hair and lied to me."
Jun Mo explained awkwardly, "I just think it's ugly to have gray hair. Besides, it's troublesome for you to take care of it every morning, so I shaved it."
Mu You was stunned and asked incredulously, "Just because of that?"
Jun Mo nodded and walked to her. He said, "You'll get used to it after a few days. Don't be sad."
"It's good to shave it. Maybe the new hair will grow back to black."
Mu You smiled through her tears and subconsciously reached out to touch Jun Mo's head.
Jun Mo was very polite. Usually, he wouldn't let his junior brothers and sisters touch his body, let alone touch his head. But he didn't avoid them this time.
Obviously, it was hard for him to bear it. His expression was stiff.
Mu You gently touched his smooth head and suddenly thought of something. She looked at him and said seriously, "I know you hate the Buddhism Sect. But you can't call the monks bald donkeys."
Jun Mo frowned and said, "Practicing Buddhism doesn't mean I have to respect the Buddha. Even if the Buddha comes back to life, I will still scold him."
Mu You smiled and said, "Even if you want to, you can't say those two words now."
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The Sword Pavilion welcomed a guest. That guest was dressed in a green robe and had a long sword at his waist. Judging from the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, he was already middle-aged, but he had an extraordinary bearing and had a sense of elegance.
He was a powerhouse in the Knowing Destiny State, so he should be treated with respect. However, the disciples of the Sword Garret had seen many people in the Knowing Destiny State. The reason why they treated him so politely was not because they admired him, but because of the Sword Sage's order and his background. The most important thing was that he easily made people admire him.
The disciples of the Sword Pavilion admired him for his courage and courage. His eyes were obviously seriously injured by the Sword Saint a few years ago, and the Tang Empire has become the enemy of the world, yet he still dared to come here.
Cheng Ziqing looked at the blue-robed man and slowly said, "Mister Chao, please come in."
The green-robed man was Old Chao of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu.
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The Sword Pavilion was built between the sword-like cliffs.
The mountain behind the cliff was hollow, and there was a hidden pool. Only the cave at the top could let in the sunlight. A thatched hut was built beside the pool, and the Sword Sage, Liu Bai, lived in it.
When Chao Xiaoshu walked into the cave, Liu Bai was not in the hut, but fishing by the pool. The figures of the fish could be vaguely seen in the cold water, but there was no hook under the fishing line.
Chao Xiaoshu walked behind Liu Bai and bowed to him.
Liu Bai did not turn around and said, "I heard that Mr. First never used a hook when fishing, so I wanted to learn from him. However, after so many days, no fish came up, but you came."
Chao Xiaoshu said, "Why does the Sword Sage need to learn from others?"
Liu Bai put the bamboo pole aside, shook his head and said, "Everyone should learn from others. Even the Headmaster of the Academy once learned from an old farmer, let alone people like us."
Chao Xiaoshu said, "That makes sense, so I came here today to learn from the Sword Sage."
Liu Bai said coldly, "A few years ago, you were in the Imperial Palace of Chang 'an watching the Lake of Knowing Destiny. After that, you passed by the South Jin Kingdom and invited me to fight with my sword. For the sake of the Tang Emperor, I gave you a sword, and you were blind for several months. Even if you have made progress now, how can you be my opponent? If you had directly entered the Second floor of the Academy, there might have been hope. Now that you say 'learn from me', it is so arrogant and stupid. It does not sound like something you would say. "
"You are like a great river in Sword Taoism, and I am just a stream in the mountains. How can I compare to you? But water will always flow to the bottom, and the principle is the same. "
Chao Xiaoshu smiled and said, "I know very well that I am not qualified to challenge you, but I am going to do something, and I may lose something very important. I want to make up for the regret in my life before that. However, looking back, I have friends, brothers, a wife, a son, and a daughter. Although my father is old, he can still eat two bowls of rice, and I still have the strength to scold the Abbey Dean on the streets of Chang 'an. I have not been a mediocre person, but I have made some achievements. Although they are not great, I am willing to do them. I have missed some opportunities, but I do not feel regret. I have never lacked courage, and even dared to draw my sword in the face of a powerful enemy. I have never lost my calmness, and I am sure that my life over the past few decades has been very valuable, and I have not wasted it. "
His calm and gentle voice echoed in the quiet cliff cave, and when it collided with the stone walls that were as hard as swords, it became unusually sure, like metal colliding.
Liu Bai's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt that this person was really interesting. He asked, "I think I know what you want to do."
Chao Xiaoshu smiled a little shamefully and said, "The biggest regret in my life is that I could not even take one sword from you, so I want to ask you to grant me another sword. But because there are things more important than my life to do, I ask you to spare my life. I know this request is indeed a little ridiculous, but please fulfill it. "
Liu Bai slapped his thigh and laughed, saying, "How can I not fulfill such a ridiculous request!"
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It was almost noon, and the sunlight finally shone from the top of the cliff cave of the Sword Hut, falling on the cold pond. The fish hidden in the water plants swam out happily, coveting the warmth that had not been there for a long time.
After a while, these fish hid in the depths of the water plants in fear, because the sunlight in the cliff cave was suppressed by several stunning sword lights, and the sharp sword intent seemed to cut the pond water into countless pieces.
Four extremely clear sounds rang out, and then everything became quiet.
Liu Bai sat by the pond, as if he had not moved.
The ancient sword beside him had already returned to its sheath, as if it had not moved.
There was only half of the broken sword left in Chao Xiaoshu's hand, and four sword pieces scattered in front of him. Previously, he had divided one sword into five, and four of them had blocked four of Liu Bai's swords, but he had still lost.
Chao Xiaoshu's face was slightly pale, and his chest was stained with blood, but his eyes were very bright, and his expression was very satisfied, because he had taken four swords. Most importantly, he had no more regrets in his life.
Liu Bai looked at him, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are the Tangs so cruel to themselves?"
Liu Bai was the most powerful man in the world. In the past few years, he had even had countless opportunities to cross the threshold and enter above the Five States, but he had been suppressing his state of mind and momentum in this cliff cave, until the battle of Verdant Canyon, when he was stimulated by Jun Mo to use the strongest sword intent. Even if he did not want to cross the threshold, he still did. When one reached this state, he had an indescribable sense of everything in the world.
At the moment when his sword intent invaded Chao Xiaoshu's body, he knew what the Tangs were thinking.
Chao Xiaoshu looked at him and said with a smile, "There are many Tangs who are as cruel as me. If the South Jin Kingdom and the Tang Empire join hands, and the Sword Garret and the Academy side by side, maybe even the Heavens will be afraid of us."
Liu Bai did not speak.
Chao Xiaoshu stood up, bowed, and then walked out of the Sword Garret. The autumn wind blew up his green robe that was cut by the sword wind, revealing the long sword wound on his chest and abdomen. The bloody stroke seemed to pierce through heaven and earth.
His Snow Mountain and Ocean of Qi were all destroyed by Liu Bai's powerful sword intent. From then on, he could no longer cultivate, and could only be an ordinary person. However, the autumn wind blew gently, and he felt refreshed.
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Chao Xiaoshu left the South Jin Kingdom and came to a small town on the border between the Song Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom. He bought a yard in the town, rented a house on the street, and started a painting and calligraphy business.
Later, two teenagers from far away also came to the town and were hired by him to help him. The business of the painting and calligraphy shop quickly went on the right track. It didn't take long for even the nobles and celebrities in the county to know that an elegant merchant had appeared in the town. People only knew that the businessman came from Chang 'an. He was elegant and unrestrained, and had an ancient style without arrogance. He was good at doing business, but did not use money. He welcomed customers, but did not bully the poor. He was like a refreshing breeze that made people feel relaxed and happy.
Although he did not bully the poor, and even if beggars came to him, Chao Xiaoshu would still give them money, and even personally pour tea for them. However, such an elegant business had to choose its customers. Even the most unreasonable beggars would be touched by his kindness, and would not dare to hold a porcelain bowl and drink tea every day. The butcher in the only butcher shop in the town, covered in oil, was not interested in appreciating the paintings and calligraphy. The butcher preferred to eat meat.
The elegant business of painting and calligraphy were always related to tea and wine. The butcher was not happy to stay there, but the drinker was different. When the drinker found out that Chao Xiaoshu was really good at appreciating these things, he refused to leave the painting and calligraphy shop. Every day, he discussed painting and calligraphy with tea and wine, and only returned to the butcher shop when it was time to eat.
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When Chao Xiaoshu walked into the small town, Liu Bai also left the Sword Garret and walked into the City of Linkang.
Liu Bai's sword was the greatest pride and glory of the South Jin Kingdom for many years. In the City of Linkang, he was like a god. However, when he walked into the City of Linkang, no one noticed him.
Because no one believed that such an ordinary person could be the Sage of Sword, and no one would believe that the Sage of Sword would walk in the dirty streets of the Eastern City.
Liu Bai walked to the shabby house and looked at Ye Su, who was teaching the children. Ye Su looked up and saw him. He shook his head helplessly and said to the children, "That's all for today."
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(Yes, that's all for today. Three chapters are over. See you tomorrow. In the thirty-third chapter, one word needs to be changed. The Abbey Dean is sitting in front of the window, not standing in front of the window, unless he uses a prosthesis. His fingers, even if Sangsang helped him grow them, would be too miserable. As for the Second Brother, I wanted to write that his hair turned white overnight, but I thought it was too old-fashioned. So I made his hair gray. I wanted him to take this opportunity to shave his hair, so that a brand-new Second Brother would appear. Haha …
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