"I've heard for a long time that the Six Sons of the Bamboo Forest of the Jin Dynasty are famous throughout the world. When I saw them today, they turned out to be unique and eloquent." Bian Wuya's eyes flashed, and his words were calm and unhurried, not at all panicked by the combined pressure of the six people.
.The carved windows on both sides of the boat were pushed by the devil's chaotic field and opened silently.
The dazzling sunshine at noon in summer shone in. Through the window, Xie Xuan and others saw more than ten painted boats in the river. They seemed to leave the ground and wander around, faintly blocking the water surface.
The lanterns hanging on the boat were written with the surnames of Wang, Xie, Yuan, Pan, Zhou and other aristocratic families. Pan's people were rescuing Pan Anren from the river onto the boat. His whole body was sealed by the boundless demonic energy, like a
Wrapped in a layer of air bags, it floats and sinks in the river, drifting with the current, and was just discovered.
Yi Mo suddenly felt courageous, and he stood up and looked forward. Now that he had a large number of people and many masters gathered on his side, he no longer had to fear the power of the little magician.
Bian Wuya's eyes swept over the masters of the family indifferently, without stopping for much. The highest level of cultivation of these people was just to refine the gods and return to the void. They had been in the court for many years and had long since lost their way. This was what he deliberately said about Zhulin before.
The reputation of the Six Sons "resounds throughout the world", but in fact it is full of disdain.
Bian Wuya's eyes glanced past everyone and towards the river bank.
Under a huge weeping willow leaning across the river, a middle-aged man stands quietly on the branches facing the wind. The dark shade of the tree cannot cover his bright face.
Bian Wuya's heart skipped a beat. The river wind blew up the middle-aged man's moon-white tunic. The fluttering of the clothes just matched the ups and downs of the river waves. The whole person seemed to be flowing with the Qinhuai River. It seemed quiet, but it seemed
Moving, like moving, yet still.
Bian Wuya stared at the other person for a moment, but was still unable to pinpoint the exact location of this person. It seemed that the middle-aged man could not only stand still forever and turn into a rock, but he could also turn into a wisp of Qinhuai water waves and appear at any time.
In front of yourself.
Gao Qingyue! Bian Wuya's heart is clear. Only a master of Hedao can make him feel such a mysterious feeling.
According to his eyesight, Gao Qingyue's cultivation level is at least at the high level of Hedao, and may even be at the peak of Hedao. Every move reflects the wonder of the unity of nature and man. No wonder he didn't notice the approach of Zhulin Liuzi and others.
Gao Qingyue must have used a magical technique to blind his senses.
Fortunately, both Gao Qingyue, the Six Bamboo Forest Masters, and the masters from various sects only stayed nearby to intimidate, and did not directly break into the painting boat. They were obviously afraid of Pei Changhuan, the top master of the human race, and did not want to leave "a big problem" to the demon sect.
The excuse is to bully the small and use the crowd to bully the few.
But in full view of the public, he wanted to drive away Yi Mo and others, but it was impossible to leave the Green Bead behind. He could only make plans in the future.
"All the wise men of the Jin Dynasty are gathered here to share the beauty of the Qinhuai River. You might as well join with little friend Yuan An to solve the questions in Bian's mind." Bian Wuya put aside his plans for the time being, drank the wine in his glass first, and then asked calmly.
, "Taoism teaches that laws are natural, and heaven and earth are not benevolent. Since heaven and earth are fair, why are there so few good people and so many evil people in the world? Since heaven and earth are ruthless, and we originate from heaven and earth, why are we born with emotions? If the Tao is ruthless and the immortals are ruthless, wouldn't it be against the law?
Is it human nature to go against the natural way?"
Many masters of the clan looked at each other. Whether it was the good and evil of human nature or the sentience and ruthlessness of immortals, this was a notoriously unanswerable question in the Jin Dynasty. If one admitted that human nature was good and evil, it would be contrary to the ruthlessness of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
Even the upper echelons of Dao Sect can hardly justify themselves, let alone them?
Liu Ling hummed: "The little magician has doubts in his heart. Why do you choose the distance instead of the near and don't ask your own teacher? Could it be that the top master of the human race can't answer your questions?"
Bian Wuya asked in reply: "Kong Ni, the sage of your country, once said: 'If three people are walking together, I must be my teacher.' Everyone here is a talented person today, and the little brother Yuan An is even more famous in Jiankang and is known as Jiang Jiankang."
They are the most outstanding kendo geniuses since Yan. I humbly ask them for advice, why not?"
Ruan Ji sneered: "Since you are asking for advice, why do you want to get involved in the battle between Tao and demons with ulterior motives? It is just a casual discussion of mystical principles. It is too ridiculous to insist on calling it a battle between Tao and demons!"
Bian Wuya smiled and said: "Bian came up on a whim and just wanted to add a little bit of glamor to this conversation. If you all feel that it is difficult to back out, you can cancel this discussion. However, I heard that sword cultivators would rather break than bend, so if you give in like this,
It won’t affect brother Yuan An’s swordsmanship and make the sword’s heart become dusty, right?”
The expressions of the six men in the bamboo forest all changed. Bian Wuya's words were very insidious, deliberately shaking Yuan An's sword heart. Yuan An is still young and has an undecided Taoist mind, so he is most easily influenced by others.
This is also the favorite method of people in the Demon Sect - Mo Ran. Using various means to coerce and seduce people in the Dao Sect, causing their hearts to collapse and turn to the Demon Sect.
Ji Kang and others couldn't help but look at Zhikarizhen worriedly. The latter still raised the wine glass from Bian Wuya, standing in a trance, as if he was sleepwalking.
Shan Tao shouted in a deep voice: "The little magician is too far-fetched. What does a mere quarrel of words have to do with the true heart of Dao?"
Bian Wuya smiled casually: "Whether it matters or not depends on this little friend Yuan An——"
"Wow -" Zhikarizhen flicked his wrist, and the wine in the cup spilled out, spilling all over the floor, and a few drops of wine splashed on Bian Wuya's calf.
Bian Wuya's expression suddenly changed.
The six people in the bamboo forest couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that Yuan An became angry and threw wine to humiliate Bian Wuya? Xie Xuan and Zhou Chu secretly complained, and immediately leaned towards Zhi Shouzhen, preparing to fight Bian Wuya.
"It's like pouring wine on the ground, and the wine is flowing freely." Zhi Kaizhen suddenly chanted in a sweet voice, his mind still on the roaring Nu River, with snow waves in the sky, angry peaks and waves, and the ups and downs of a small boat. A cup of freshly brewed green ant wine is poured on the board of the boat. The wine flows vertically and horizontally, spreading everywhere, showing different flowing shapes.
The scribe in Tsing Yi smiled and said nothing while the wine spilled from his fingers.
He pondered for a moment and said happily: "Just like pouring wine onto the ground, the wine flows horizontally and vertically, rarely forming a square or round shape..."
"It's rare to find a square and a perfect circle shape." Shikari Makoto stared at the wine flowing on the ground and said in a dreamy voice, as if it overlapped with the voice of the past.
The whole house was silent for a moment, and there was no sound. No matter whether it was Kong Junzi, the Wang brothers and sisters, Xie Xuan and others in the painting boat, or the six bamboo groves outside the painting boat, the masters of various families, and Gao Qingyue standing quietly by the river, they were all stunned.
After the initiation, I was shocked and thought deeply about the hidden meaning of Zhi Shou Zhen.
Bian Wuya's eyes flashed, looking at Zhikarizhen in disbelief, his lips trembling slightly.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Ji Kang's voice suddenly broke the silence around him.
The first famous scholar in Jiankang and the leader of the Six Bamboo Forest Masters was filled with excitement and said ecstatically, "The wine in the cup is exactly the same as each of us, receiving the natural essence of heaven and earth. After the wine is poured on the ground
, flowing in all directions, with different shapes, just like the differences between good and evil in human nature. Square and round drinks are the rarest, so pure and kind people are the least and rarest in this world!"