Accompanied by the old man, Jiang Cen entered the cave and came to Tongyun hall.
This hall is not particularly large, and its layout is very simple. There are several wooden chairs, tea tables, a screen, and a few paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.
In addition to the old man's company, there are two young girls with snake tails who serve on one side.
Jiang Cen asked curiously: "are these humanoid?"
The old man nodded: "they are the Naga people. They gather in Cangzhou, but they are rare in Qingzhou. Master Shizu has many old friends in Cangzhou. These Naga servants are also a gift from old friends of Cangzhou to master Shizu. "
Jiang Cen asked: "I heard that the Naga people are not only gifted at singing and dancing, but also lack of memory. They can only remember what happened within one or two hours, which is only slightly better than the mermaid. Is it inconvenient to be a servant? "
The old man laughed and said, "it's because they can't remember that they are more suitable to be servants and are not easy to divulge secrets. However, these servants have undergone some training and injected some divine thoughts into their divine sea, so that they can always remember certain things without repeated instructions. "
"I see!" Jiang Cen nodded secretly. The cultivator had his own way. Even if he was born forgetful, he could make up for it with the power of foreign ideas.
In this way, the master can easily let them remember what, forget what, really more suitable as a domestic servant.
The old man also said, "the Naga people sing sweetly, but they are hypnotic. If you have enough waiting time, you can listen to a song. When you wake up, it will be three or five days or even ten and a half months later. When I wake up, I am full of consciousness, vigor and fatigue. It is also a rare rest. "
"But this time, master Shizu told me that it would be a moment, so I don't want to listen to the music."
"Yes Jiang Cen agreed, and his eyes naturally looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the walls around him.
There is nothing else in the hall, so only these calligraphy and paintings can attract people's attention.
Although Jiang Cen didn't know the way of writing and ink, the calligraphy and paintings that could be collected and hung by the Mahayana scholars must be extraordinary, so Jiang Cen looked at them curiously and carefully.
Taoist Jinghong obviously likes plum blossom. There are four paintings and calligraphy in this hall, two of which are themed with plum blossom. Jiang Cen couldn't see how brilliant these two plum blossom paintings were.
Another painting, in the name of "Jinghong", was apparently painted by the painter specially for Taoist Jinghong. However, the scene in this painting is an ancient view of ice, snow and mountains. There is no Feihong at all.
Jiang cenzheng was surprised to find that there was a claw mark on the snow in the painting, which should be the mark left by Jinghong.
"Life everywhere knows what it is like, should be like a flying star stepping on snow and mud!" Jiang Cen said in his heart that life is like a dream bubble. To the world, it's like Feihong stepping on the snow and leaving a shallow trace.
Let alone those insignificant mortals and low-level friars, even the top existence of Taoist Jinghong is just Feihong leaving a "claw mark" in the whole world.
This painting implies the greatness of heaven and earth and the insignificance of monks. Taoist Jinghong also showed his mind when he hung it up.
The last one is a few lines of scribble, but there is no matching painting.
Jiang Cen read it carefully, and found that it was a few lines:
"wake up and hold the green sword, drunk and pillow the Star River Bridge.
Suddenly heard the immortal call, invited me to be free.
Straight up 90000 Li, Cangzhou is as slim as a strip.
You should drink warm wine and raise your glass to the sky.
When it comes to immortality day, we'll talk about the old robes again! "
Jiang Cen's heart moved, the words of these poems are plain, but the spirit is extraordinary; look at the signature again, although the handwriting is scribbled, it can be recognized as "Penglai Island master".
"Penglai Island master!" Jiang Cen was very surprised: "is this the Penglai Taoist king who got the road three thousand years ago?"
If it's really the authentic work left by the Penglai Taoist, then this painting can be said to be of great value. Even if it's a congenital treasure, I'm afraid it can't match this painting!
Because it is said that Daojun of Penglai was recognized as the first friar in the spiritual world at that time, and was praised as the most promising first person to become an immortal in the spiritual world for 5000 years!
What's more, the Penglai Taoist is also a swordsman!
When Jiang Cen thought of this, he couldn't help his blood surging. His eyes could no longer leave this poem.
In a trance, the scribbled strokes seem to have become vivid swordsmanship. The outline is tactful and complete at one go. It seems to contain some kind of brilliant swordsmanship!
Jiang Cen was immediately attracted by it, and his mind was immersed in it, imagining how the Penglai Island master used his pen to write these verses. What was the relationship between the brush and the painting? If he changed the pen into a sword, what kind of sword would it be!
He was intoxicated when he heard a few shouts, and then he woke up.
The old man and the maid who had accompanied Jiang Cen before did not know when to leave the hall, but Taoist Jinghong was already in front of him, looking at Jiang Cen in surprise.
Jiang Cen quickly saluted and said, "I'm absent-minded. If there are some impoliteness, please forgive me!"Taoist Jinghong said with a smile, "Jiang Xiaoyou is very interested in this poem. Do you know its origin?"
Jiang Cen shook his head: "I don't know! However, judging from the signing, is it related to the legendary master of Penglai Daojun? "
Jinghong Taoist nodded: "it's the real work of Penglai master! When Penglai master ascended, I went to see him off with my family teacher. I had the honor to witness Penglai master ascend! And this poem was written to the master himself before Penglai ascended! "
Jiang Cen was shocked. This is actually a poem written by Daojun of Penglai before he ascended. From the perspective of verse, it really means to use words to seek immortality!
"I heard the immortal call, and invited me to be free together!"
"I'll talk about the old robes again on the day of becoming immortal!"
Some of the poems are also about the rise of the immortal world. It is obvious that Daojun of Penglai had a great ambition to become an immortal at that time!
The value of this poem is even more incredible!
"Jiang Xiaoyou knows that this Penglai elder is also a friar of feisheng origin!" Jinghong Taoist said, suddenly sighed: "if the Penglai master is here, how dare the local spiritual cultivation openly fight against our flying friars!"
Jiang Cen nodded secretly. The conflict between the local spiritual cultivation and the ascent friars really happened after the Penglai Daojun ascended to the fairyland.
Jinghong Taoist said: "although this book is authentic, but Jiang Xiaoyou is wandering among them, to the state of selflessness, this is why?"
Jiang Cen looked ashamed and said, "I'm a swordsman. I vaguely realize that the strokes of this calligraphy are like swordsmanship, and there seems to be a brilliant sword skill. Unfortunately, I'm too low and hard to understand, so I'm deeply involved in it for a while and can't extricate myself from it!"
Jinghong Taoist was even more surprised: "can Jiang Xiaoyou see the meaning of the sword?"
"Sword meaning?" "This is also a surprise to Jiang Cen
Hun Lao once said that the really brilliant sword cultivation has reached the state of no sword is better than a sword. Between raising hands and feet, there may be a strong Kendo, which is the "meaning of sword". The Penglai Daojun is a sword practitioner with high accomplishments. In his handwriting, there is a brilliant sword meaning!
Jiang cenru got the treasure, and his eyes were attracted by the poem again. He only heard Taoist Jinghong continue to say: "I couldn't see the reason at the beginning, but I had to be instructed by the Taoist master to see the mystery! Jiang Xiaoyou's cultivation is not high. He has such insight. Maybe he will have a very high achievement in swordsmanship in the future! "
"Jiang Xiaoyou! Jiang Xiaoyou Seeing that Jiang Cen was immersed in the poetry, Taoist Jinghong had to pick up a trace of Zhenyuan to wake him up.
Jiang Cen knew that he was in a bad mood, so he quickly shifted his eyes and did not dare to look at the painting again.
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