I Honor

: Those who are sincere in martial arts

“Of course, people above the exterior scene are already strong, and they are not considered talents.” The old emperor added.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows, his expression became serious, which meant that Xuanzhen, Bai Qigu and others could participate in the Qionghua Banquet

The ratio of talents and skills is not bad, if there is a fight later, I will be really hard to beat, at most I can barely protect myself, so the leader can only be won by Zhao Lao Wu who is also half-perfect

Leaving aside the pre-sage bragging, the cause and effect of the physical body is broken, Zhao Laowu has not been promoted for a long time, Xuanzhen and Bai Qigu are both strong men with abundant resources in the realm of skills, the hope of winning is afraidIt’s 30% nothing.

As a result, the task of the six realms is too difficult, far exceeding the level of 1,500 meritorious deeds.

Unless there are other restrictions or modes of fighting in the Qionghua Banquet

While Meng Qi was thinking, Wang Zai looked at Yan Chong, who was slowly coming out of the “Sword Qi Changhe”, and said with a smile: “What the emperor said before, the focus is on cultivating the temperament and polishing the soul, so it is different from normal people. The competition for talent is different, mainly depends on whether you have shown your own spiritual realm in talent, of course, those who are good at talent will definitely have bonuses.”

After all, a person who is good at piano art must be able to show it in this way better than a beginner.

Containing his doubts and solemnity, Meng Qi calmed down and watched Yan Chong walk to the side of the winding river: “I don’t know what talent Yan Chong has.”

He remembered that Yan Chong was from a small sect, even if he had an adventure, he should have never received any instruction in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting like himself.

During the interrogation, the entourage of Jin Wang Zhao Yi had already delivered the table, copper stove, tea cups, tea cakes and other things.

“It should be the tea ceremony.” Wang Zai nodded slightly.

Meng Qi was a little surprised by this, and immediately remembered what Wang Zai said just now, the way of talent is not only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as for how to judge the success or failure of different events, it is natural to look at the “realm”

At any rate, I also pretended to be a master of tea ceremony. Meng Qi was suddenly overjoyed.

After Yan Chong saluted, he lit the fire to boil the water, swiped the knife to pry the tea, and his behavior was smooth and flowing, the knife’s momentum was self-contained, and it was soothing and orderly, watching everyone’s hearts calm down.

After one boil, two boils and three boils, the white air rises, and Yan Chong leisurely brews tea, revealing a tranquil and far-reaching artistic conception.

“My lord, please taste the tea.” Yan Chong’s voice was unhurried, and he let go of the teacup in his hand and flew to the high platform.

The speed is not fast, but it is extremely stable, like a cup of curved water, without any water splashing out, which shows that Yan Chong’s mastery of the external qi and his own strength has reached the limit of enlightenment, and he has the power of heaven and earth to help him.

Gao Jinzhong, the head of the Ouchi, took the teacup, inspected it, and sent it to the old emperor.

Zhao Mingyu took a sip, nodded and smiled, “Good tea, good tea ceremony”

Wang Zai then said: “Brother Yan is good at the tide of the sea, which is turbulent. When making tea, there is the softness of the gurgling water, and the tranquility of the lake under the moon, which shows his heart, and his every move is soothing, which is deeply rooted in the samadhi of the tea ceremony.” , with focus and orderly movement to achieve peace and tranquility.”

“Good.” Meng Qi didn’t know whether to praise Yan Chong for his good tea ceremony, or praise Wang Zai for his clear explanation. In short, he dismissed the idea of ​​competing in tea ceremony, showing that he would definitely not lose to Yan Chong, but he couldn’t do it in other aspects It’s perfect, let’s judge

what to show

Singing a song with a book and a knife

While he was thinking, the scene was quite quiet. I don’t know how many people who were eager to try gave up the idea of ​​​​the end, because they felt that they were inferior to Yan Chong, so it’s better not to humiliate themselves, lest the holy exaggeration will leave a bad impression instead. Let’s compete on topics we are good at later

As for Bai Qigu, she never thought of showing off her talent at all.

At this time, Xuan Zhen who was beside the prince stepped out, asked for a pen and paper, and saluted with palms together.

“The Way of Calligraphy” Meng Qi played with the teacup in front of him.

Xuanzhen tossed the white paper into the air, jumped up by himself, and splashed ink on the place where there was nowhere to rely.

This may seem impetuous and boastful, but Xuanzhen’s expression is focused, his eyes are calm, and his strokes are like lotus blossoms.

Both the person and the paper fall slowly, like a Buddha descending from the sky, with no overbearing seal, compassionate and peaceful.

Both feet touched the ground, Xuanzhen pressed his hand, and the white paper was turned upside down, revealing the words on it:

“All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed as such.”

Each of these twenty characters has its own style, some are vigorous, some are vigorous, some are thin, some are dancing wildly, they are all rigorous in structure, powerful and solemn, or lively and lively, and the songs are full of twists and turns, without any repetition.

With so many calligraphy styles squeezed into one piece of paper, it should be complicated and “noisy” and lost in the miscellaneous, but at a glance, it is natural and smooth, and I feel the light and meaningful Zen.

Different characters, different appearances, all appearances are not appearances, and the meaning of Zen is self-expression.

“This imitation of the inscription of the Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra in Banshan Pavilion in Shaolin shows Zen Master Xuanzhen’s Buddhist state of mind.” Wang Zai seemed to have read the post and sighed in a low voice.

Meng Qi once admired the stone tablet left by the Arhat monk, and when he saw this calligraphy, he felt naturally different: “Although it is a little immature, the Zen meaning contained in it is not much different. Experience different appearances, and prove that all appearances are not appearances. , to see the Tathagata”

The two of you said something to each other, which made many children of aristocratic families who could only feel the meaning of Zen but could not understand the origin suddenly realize it.

Wang Zai sighed: “Brother Yu originally wanted to end the song with righteousness, but seeing Zen Master Xuanzhen’s post, he didn’t dare to write.”

Therefore, the way of calligraphy and painting is absolutely gone. Meng Qi implied “sorrow and anger”, and dispelled the idea of ​​using books to carry swords.

“Zen Master has obtained the true meaning of Buddhism.” The old emperor praised him.

He is also very deep in the city, facing Shaolin monks, he does not show any bad feelings.

Xuanzhen proclaimed the Buddha’s name in a low voice, and said slowly: “Everyone in the world has the idea of ​​Zen, but they are deluded by all appearances, and it is difficult to see the Tathagata. My Buddhism is not to force all living beings to convert, I only want to explore with you the way to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore. ”

Everyone frowned slightly, this is to say that the prince’s way is not to exclude dissidents

However, disputes between sects and aristocratic families can be resolved with just a few words.The members of Mi’s top aristocratic families withdrew their gazes and remained calm.

Although for so many years, the sect always wanted to add sand to the court, but this was the only time for such a big fanfare, so they were all on guard and crossed the prince from the list of hearts.

To be honest, if the monks next to the prince hadn’t been traitors in the past and leaked his belief in Buddhism and his desire to build a Buddhist kingdom on earth, he wouldn’t have been really confused by his previous appearance

As for now, hmph, the dying struggle is also

Behind the high platform where the crown prince of Xuanzhenbuhui is, there are fewer and fewer people who want to end, and they all look at the Ruan family. The twenty-one-year-old Ruan looks the best in Jiangdong, and she has a natural heart.

Suddenly, someone laughed loudly, stepped into the air, and fell into the field. It was “Ziji Sword” Cui Zhe.

He saluted with a smile, and held an extra purple jade flute in his hand, brought it to his lips, pressed it with both hands, and blew out a melodious and distant sound.

The sound of the flute slowly swayed, diverging in the water, diverging in the mountains and forests, depressed and frustrated, lonely and ethereal, the front seemed to be surging with waves, and the waves were undulating, standing on the bow of the ship, drifting with the current.

As far as the eyes can see, the sea and the sky are the same color, there is no boundary, between the sky and the earth, I have to be alone, and go boating.

The sound of the flute is getting lower and lower, the sea is silent, brewing surging.

The artistic conception, charm, and melody are all perfect, which makes many people feel sad.

The flow of the river seemed to slow down, the lake surface became more and more quiet, the forest became more and more silent, and there were no birdsong.

The lingering sound lingered, lingering in their hearts, and everyone fell into this artistic conception, and they were silent for a while.

“The Ming Dynasty played flat boats, and the sound of flute is far away.” Wang Zai sighed, “Purely in terms of talent, Brother Cui is better than Zen Master Xuanzhen and Brother Yan, and the artistic conception is hard to distinguish.”

He turned his head to look at Meng Qi: “Brother Yu really doesn’t dare to show his shame.”

Meng Qi was about to agree, when suddenly his heart moved, and he smiled slightly: “Since it is not limited to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I want to try it.”

Wang Zai was slightly taken aback: “Whistle?”

Meng Qi’s expression froze, and he felt embarrassed, wasn’t he joking just now? Why bother to be so serious?

Brother Wang Zai, you are too upright

After the emperor’s comment, Cui Zhe went back to the banquet, and when everyone turned their attention to Ruan Yushu, he suddenly saw a person rushing into the arena, with a beautiful body posture, facing the wind with his clothes fluttering like an immortal.

“Su Ziyuan, what do you have to show?” The old emperor obviously didn’t expect Meng Qi to end, and was rather surprised.

The way of talent does not fit well with the names of Thunder Saber Mad Monk, Mang King Kong, and Mad Saber.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Meng Qi didn’t speak, picked up a piece of rotten wood by the river, sat cross-legged, straightened his palm into a knife, and cut off the outside.

Just now he remembered the matter of the Excalibur puppet, and remembered that he had seen Mr. Lu Da carve a puppet. The tranquility and concentration contained in it cannot be described with words

Sculpture is also a talent

Those who learn from me will live, and those who are like me will die. After Meng Qi read this sentence silently, he returned to Pinghu with peace of mind.

Today he is wearing a green shirt, which is a little more casual than the masculine and heroic black clothes. Although he is sitting on the ground, he is not rude at all, but shows a leisurely and contented expression.

Wang Zai and the others didn’t feel anything at first. Meng Qi’s sculptures were ordinary and unintentionally presented, as if they were purely to enliven the atmosphere.

But as Meng Qi’s carving deepened, they gradually felt that something was wrong. Their eyes seemed to be following Meng Qi’s hand. He was so focused and devout that he himself followed the focus and reverence.

After concentrating, they will be able to watch their worries. The troubles and worries in their hearts will gradually fade away, impetuousness will subside, anxiety will disappear, and they will devote themselves to observing and emulating sculptures.

This kind of feeling is not only enlightened, but even half-step and location experts also feel it, but it is not so immersive.

No one spoke, only the gurgling sound and the sound of birdsong reverberated, making it even more quiet.

Holding the sword and pointing the knife is completely natural, each contains changes, and the pious and focused attitude cleanses the soul.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Qi stopped, and the wood carving in his palm was completed, resembling the emperor, with a unique charm.

And everyone is quiet and peaceful, with a peaceful mind and a smile on their faces.

Meng Qi flew the puppet towards the old emperor, it made no sound of breaking through the air, as if enjoying the journey piously.

After catching the puppet and playing with it for a while, the old emperor suddenly sighed: “Concentration, tranquility, those who are sincere in martial arts will be rewarded.”

Meng Qi saluted and returned to his seat. Wang Zai looked at him for a while, and said sincerely: “Brother Yu thought it was a perfect half-step-promoted location powerhouse just now. Every sword and sword is pious and attracts people’s attention.”

Meng Qi smiled lightly and nodded, accepting Wang Zai’s praise. Although he did not have the level of Mr. Lu Da, he was able to imitate the momentum a little bit, and his own level of returning to basics was of course amazing.

The only problem is that I have never learned how to sculpt, and my sculpting is not good enough. There is only charm, which can barely be called freehand.

In the silence of the crowd, Ruan Yushu walked down the high platform slowly holding the guqin. r1152

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