Kong Chuan and others were very disappointed in this tea poetry party. They were originally very interested in Bai Candong and wanted to see Bai Candong's talents. Who knew that Bai Candong was so unbearable?
There was no performance at the Tea Poetry Party. Bai Candong's performance can be described as bad.
The Tea Poetry Party did not go on for too long. Because of Bai Candong's poor performance, everyone was a little uninterested and ended the Tea Poetry Party hastily.
Bai Cangdong didn't stay any longer and was the first to leave Yangxin Peak.
"I originally saw that he could write poems like "Haiyan", and I thought he had some outstanding literary attainments, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a straw bag." Yu Huaji said disappointedly.
Kong Chuan also said: "Although this man's martial arts skills are strong, his literary skills are a mess. No wonder he would make such nondescript "Haiyan". It turns out that it is because of his poor literary skills. I thought he created it himself."
What about poetry?"
Gu Qingcheng said, "Maybe Senior Brother Bai is not in good condition today."
"It's not like you can't even write a few simple poems if you're not in good condition, right?" Mo Shuang said, obviously very disappointed with Bai Candong's performance.
"I think there must be some reason. Senior Brother Bai can compose a poem like "Haiyan", he is definitely not an incompetent person." Yan Xiaxue defended Bai Candong twice.
However, everyone was still very disappointed with Bai Candong, and they didn't say anything about what they originally planned to talk about.
After Bai Cangdong returned to Yuxu Peak, he felt increasingly irritable and confused, letting Bai Cangdong know that there was indeed something wrong with his Taoist heart.
"I haven't practiced much recently. I even put down the "Dream Sutra" for the time being. How could there be a problem with my Taoist mind?" Bai Cangdong couldn't figure out the reason, and he felt even more irritable.
For several days, Bai Cangdong found it difficult to maintain his mood. He always felt upset and found it difficult to concentrate, but he could not find the problem.
It wasn't until Uncle Fu came to deliver daily necessities to him and Bai Candong told him about his situation that Uncle Fu looked at Bai Candong with a complicated expression and said, "Master, you have encountered a mystery."
"Mysterious Tribulation? Did someone secretly do something to me? What kind of power is this Mysterious Tribulation?" Bai Cangdong recalled it. If he had been tricked, it could only have been at the Tea Poetry Party, but at that time
He didn't feel anything strange, and no one had the opportunity to attack him.
"The Tribulation of the Heart is not a person's power, but a kind of inner demon. Human beings are not like demons. Demons are born in the demon monument. They are born with beliefs and goals, but these humans do not have it. Human beings are on the path of cultivation.
Constantly affirm your self-worth and strengthen your beliefs and goals.”
"For us practitioners, this is to hone the Taoist mind. However, when your cognition conflicts with your previous beliefs, the Taoist mind will be lost, and the belief will not be firm. You need to re-understand your beliefs.
and goals, when you regain your faith, your Taoist heart will also transform accordingly. For practitioners, this is tantamount to a rebirth, and it is a rebirth of the Taoist heart that can only be encountered but cannot be sought."
Uncle Fu looked at Bai Candong with a strange expression and said: "As far as I know, usually only when a perfect person cannot find a way to practice when he is pursuing the holy way, he will suffer a catastrophe of confusion. But young master, you are only a sage, and you are just like this."
The occurrence of the tribulation of confusion can be said to be a great blessing, but also a great test."
"What if I can't cross it?" Bai Cangdong asked.
"I'm afraid that no matter how hard it is to improve your cultivation, you may still regress." Uncle Fu looked at Bai Candong and said, "I believe that with your talent and character, young master, you will definitely be able to survive the calamity of confusion."
Bai Cangdong said nothing more until Uncle Fu left, sitting in the courtyard in a daze.
He knew why he encountered the tribulation of confusion. He had spent the past twenty or thirty years on earth, and his beliefs and outlook on life had already been formed. However, after arriving in the holy world, his beliefs and outlook on life were greatly affected.
Under the impact of the world, and under the pressure of this world step by step, the concept was greatly distorted in a short period of time, so there was a conflict of self-perception. At the tea poetry party, suddenly because of a momentary feeling, all the accumulation of
It was like a volcanic eruption, completely erupting.
If this were on earth, at most it would be some psychological problems, but here is the holy world. The influence of the mind on the Taoist heart is really great. There are no psychiatrists here. I want to rebuild my beliefs and strengthen my Taoist heart.
, he can only rely on himself.
The earth and the holy world are really two extremes. On the earth, at least Bai Cangdong has never thought about killing people, but in the past few years in the holy world, he has been able to kill people without blinking an eye.
All kinds of huge psychological changes in a short period of time are the fundamental reason for the occurrence of the tribulation.
"One step forward will lead to vast oceans and sky, one step back will lead to an abyss. I must cross this step. I still have too many things to accomplish." Bai Cangdong thought of Ziyi, Qin Yuxi, senior sister, and his disciples.
, I thought of Nanli Thirty-Six Islands.
But understanding is one thing, being able to survive the tribulation of confusion is another matter. Bai Cangdong sat in meditation in the courtyard for several days, but the results were not very good, and his mind was still hard to calm down.
After Bai Candong participated in the Tea Poetry Party, I don't know who spread the news about the tea poetry meeting. For a time, Bai Candong's literary skills became the laughing stock of Yuxu Palace.
"After all, he is the descendant of an illegitimate child. How can he have a good education outside? Even if he is lucky enough to learn some powerful secret skills, his literary and moral cultivation relies on his foundation. Of course he will not be able to do it."
"I didn't expect that the master's literary skills were so poor."
"If you have different cultivation levels in literature and art, it will be useless no matter how strong you are in martial arts. It will definitely be difficult to become a saint in the future."
"Sainthood? You are thinking too much. How can he become a saint just because he is the descendant of an illegitimate son?"
For a time, the whole Yuxu Palace was full of rumors, and some people were even questioning Bai Candong's qualifications as the head disciple, and some even demanded that Bai Candong's status as the head disciple should be removed.
Bai Cangdong knew nothing about all this. He had been practicing meditation at home, hoping to survive the tribulation of confusion.
It's just that he couldn't survive the tribulation of confusion, but he had to attend the morning classes prescribed every month. Although Bai Cangdong was restless and not in a good state, he could only attend the morning classes.
When Bai Cangdong came this time, even though he was a little absent-minded, he still felt that the attitude of these disciples who participated in the morning class towards him had changed greatly. Compared with the last time, their eyes were completely different. Many disciples had lost sight in their eyes.