Wenxuan Pavilion is located at Shouzhen Peak.

This peak was named by Fu Xuelin himself, which means to adhere to the uncontradictory desire for the Tao.

Here, birds sing and flowers are fragrant, and strange pines and cypresses are strange.

But it is less popular than other peaks.

This peak does not belong to the thirty-six peak owners, but belongs independently to Fu Xuelin.

Because Fu Xuelin, the only one in the sect, was the path of literary road, so there was no one else who lived in Shouzhen Peak except for the serious disciples who served Fu Xuelin's daily life.

Even there are very few disciples who come to the cabinet to read books every day to cultivate peace of mind.

Bai Lusheng flew directly to Wenxuan Pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The Wenxuan Pavilion is simple and simple in shape, like a secluded idle man and elegant person living in the mountains.

Occasionally, a disciple went up the mountain and entered the pavilion to read books to cultivate his nature.

at this time,

Fu Xuelin was sitting under the bamboo forest in front of Wenxuan Pavilion.

There is a chessboard in front of me, and a white jade teapot is placed beside the chessboard.

"Uncle Fu."

Bai Lusheng came on the map of the universe and jumped down and bowed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, let's sit."

Fu Xuelin nodded slightly and signaled Bai Lusheng to take his seat.

Bai Lusheng sat opposite Fu Xuelin.

"This is the tea I carefully cooked, the clear heart tea has the effect of meditation and nourishing the spirit. You can try it."

Fu Xuelin picked up the white jade teapot and filled the tea for Bai Lusheng himself.

"The tea made by the uncle himself is definitely not an ordinary product. Let the disciples taste it."

Bai Lusheng took the tea, flattered him without a trace, and then took a sip.

"Um!"

"The taste is mellow and strong, and after entering the throat, there is a clear fragrance. It is indeed a top-notch tea."

Bai Lusheng felt that his taste buds were opened by this mouthful of fragrant and mellow tea.

Although he didn't understand the tea ceremony, he had a lot of tea in the mountains with Master Bai Changshou in the Lingshou's sect, so he could still tell some of the tricks.

When Fu Xuelin heard what Bai Lusheng said, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Nephew Lu Sheng, look at this Shouzhen Peak, is it very desolate?" Fu Xuelin changed the topic.

While speaking, his eyes swept towards the surrounding environment.

There is no disciple,

Even in the huge Wenxuan Pavilion, there were only three or two disciples studying quietly at this time.

Bai Lusheng was not surprised.

Almost all disciples who worshipped Liuyun Sect have only one goal, and their cultivation will become stronger.

In order to win, most disciples began to work hard in the mundane world to cultivate their bodies. In addition to basic literacy, how many people are willing to study in private schools?

If you have that time, it’s better to practice your body more.

Even if a few disciples occasionally received a scholarly education before entering the sect, they would give up their time in studying and devote themselves to their cultivation due to the influence of the general environment.

Looking at the countless disciples of Liuyun Sect, those who are willing to come to Wenxuan Pavilion to read books only have single digits every day.

It is humble to say that you choose one in a thousand.

Seeing Bai Lusheng silent, Fu Xuelin's lament even more.

"The disciples in the sect say that I am pure and have few desires, and live in seclusion among mountains and rivers, and seek the Tao with all my heart."

"Even many masters and guardians of the Peaks think that I am free and easy every day, so I can study with peace of mind, seek literary ways, and be extremely free and easy."

"But who understands Wendao's loneliness?"

"I would rather this Shouzhen Peak be no longer desolate, and the disciples come and go every day, and there are endless streams. Even if they have no literary knowledge in their hearts, at least they can feel relieved that someone will move forward together."

Fu Xuelin sighed, with sincerity.

He has never mentioned these words to anyone for a hundred years.

If Bai Lusheng had not been talented and regarded by Fu Xuelin as a fellow disciple, he would not be happy. Otherwise, he would not know how long he would have to hide these words.

Bai Lusheng heard this, but disagreed with Fu Xuelin's words.

He shook his head gently:

"Mr. Fu's words are wrong."

Fu Xuelin didn't expect that his confession would be refuted, so he looked at Bai Lusheng curiously.

"Although there are few disciples from Shouzhen Peak who climbed the peak and entered the pavilion, it is cold and desolate."

"But uncle might as well think from a different perspective."

"Even if Shouzhengfeng is in a row, there are so many disciples every day. How many people can there be sincerely seeking the truth?"

"As the saying goes, there are great scholars who talk and laugh, but no white people can communicate with each other."

"Although Wenxuan Pavilion has few disciples, each of them is dedicated to seeking the truth and is willing to be educated in the book. Only by being a companion to these people can you resonate from the heart."

Bai Lusheng was serious about reasoning, and he didn't pay any attention to the fact that auspicious light gradually appeared behind him.

This is literary talent!

Fu Xuelin listened to Bai Lusheng's truth and looked at the Wendao talent that continued to arise behind Bai Lusheng, and became more and more surprised!

After Bai Lusheng finished speaking, his behind him was full of literary talent, auspiciousness and auspiciousness.

The four treasures of Wendao flew out of their palms at some point, shining brightly behind them!

After listening to Bai Lusheng's words, Fu Xuelin Ru suddenly realized.

He looked at Bai Lusheng and the talent Xiangguang behind him, and felt enlightened in his heart.

"There are great scholars in talking and laughing, but no white people in contact?"

"This truth..."

Fu Xuelin recited this sentence repeatedly, and suddenly his thoughts came true!

"I understand!"

"What you said is very reasonable!"

"What I pursue is the ultimate of literary and morality, and those who are with me are destined to be scarce."

"Instead of being entangled in the fact that no one is with me, it is better to move forward with those with me and realize the supreme truth!"

The more Fu Xuelin said, the more confident he became, and the behind him immediately felt auspicious light.

Once you realize the truth, you will be favored by the truth!

Fu Xuelin laughed to the sky, then his eyebrows flashed, and the four treasures of Wen Dao flew out and hung behind him.

A phantom of a classic came out of thin air and was entrusted under Fu Xuelin's seat.

Countless words flew out of the classics and surrounded Fu Xuelin!

The mysterious literary rhyme echoes!

Like the sound of the great way.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

“…”

The statues of various schools of thought displayed in the Wenxuan Pavilion behind him trembled violently in an instant, with a tenfold increase than when Bai Lusheng was shocked by his literary spirit!

Fu Xuelin sat cross-legged on the phantom of the classics, flying higher and higher!

Talent continues to linger behind him, and the four treasures of literary theory shine with golden light!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

“…”

After a brief and violent vibration, the statues of various schools of thought burst into the sky and then burst into beams of light!
To be continued...