The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 132 Jade Immortal (4)

(I woke up early in the morning and found that some book friends severely criticized the plot, um...it’s my fault that I used this name without thinking clearly. The movie next to the original book. Let’s just take it as my self-indulgence. Don’t blame Jade Immortals fans. If it’s not that the title of the chapter can’t be changed, I’ll just change the name of the movie.)
The beads on the chest glowed with a slight purple-gold fluorescence...

Another endless Buddha singing, another endless fall,
Pan Yueming woke up from the dream again;

He frowned slightly, looked at the bright moon outside the window, sat down on the bed, opened the door, and walked out;

Coming to the pool again, Liu Feifei, dressed in blue and white, was still admiring the moon there, her puppet-like face frowning indiscernibly.

"Xueqi met senior brother." Liu Feifei bowed and saluted;

Pan Yueming acted as if he had never heard of it, and sat down against the rock like a walking corpse.

Seeing this, Liu Feifei didn't say much. After giving the salute, she stood upright and continued to stare at the moon in a daze, her eyebrows gradually furrowed slightly.

After a while, the despair on Pan Yueming's face became a little less, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief silently, a trace of Liaoji flashed in his eyes,
As if wanting to find something to do for himself, he turned his head to look at that cold face, and asked: "Junior Sister Xueqi, why are you frowning slightly, but you also encountered something disturbing?"

Liu Feifei turned her head to the side and shook her head: "There is nothing wrong with the heart, but I am a little puzzled."

Pan Yueming asked lazily: "Oh? What don't you understand?"

Liu Feifei thought about it seriously:

"Since I was eight years old, I have often watched the moon. Although I am not bored, I am not in a state of mind."

"But in the past two months, every time I leave the customs, I will come here to watch the moon, and then I feel happy, as if the scenery has become more vivid;"

"So I have some doubts, why is it the same lunar cycle, but my mood is quite different?"

Pan Yueming was a little amused: "That's it? Is this worth your hard thinking?"

Liu Feifei looked serious:
"Master said, [When a person remains calm, the mind of dust will decrease; when the mind is in motion, the mind of evil will arise by itself];"

"However, when I look at the bright moon recently, my heart feels vivid, which may be a sign of unstable Taoism."

"This matter is of great importance, why do senior brothers take it so lightly?"

Pan Yueming almost didn't laugh, opened his mouth several times, but swallowed it again,
Finally, seeing Liu Feifei's eyebrows raised slightly, she calmed down her chest, and forced herself to put on a somewhat funny serious expression: "Junior Sister, I'm worrying too much."

Liu Feifei looked slightly relaxed, looking at Pan Yueming with a pair of black pearl-like eyes, like a curious child;

Pan Yueming coughed: "The so-called state is born from the heart, and conversely, the heart is also moved by the state. What's so strange about it?"

"The mountains and ridges here are cold, and you get the essence of [quietness], but the lake is surrounded by water, sparkling, and the wind enters the pine forest, which harmonizes with each other, adding the essence of [movement];"

"Under the movement and stillness, what's so strange about the scenery adding three points of vividness?"

After hearing this, Liu Feifei tasted the product carefully, her face relaxed, and she seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, so she bowed again: "Thank you, senior brother, for clearing up the confusion, Xue Qi has learned a lesson!"

Pan Yueming waved his hands, but there was a trace of pity on his face: "This is just the most superficial truth. I think my junior sister has little contact with the outside world and only knows about cultivation all day long, so she is a little too sensitive;"

Then he shook his head with some amusement: "Anything can be linked to practice, and you can count as Junior Sister..."

"Hmm... a genius in cultivation!" There was a hint of teasing in his tone.

However, Liu Feifei bowed: "Thank you for the compliment, brother, my sister's practice is still shallow, and her understanding of Dao is only superficial, and she can't be called a genius!"

Looking at Liu Feifei's serious and ashamed expression, Pan Yueming was a little dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe that there are such simple people in the world who can't even hear the jokes in his words.

He touched his nose in embarrassment, and Pan Yueming turned his head away in embarrassment.

Liu Feifei asked:

"Just now, I saw that the senior brother looked restless, but what embarrassing things did he encounter?"

"Thanks to Senior Brother Cai's guidance, Xueqi did not feel confused. If there is anything Xueqi can help with, please show me."

Pan Yueming looked at Liu Feifei's serious expression and the concern in his eyes, with a somewhat complicated expression, and said softly, "You really don't look like your master and senior sisters at all."

Then he hesitated for a while, and sighed softly: "Forget it, it's okay to tell you, anyway, you won't see outsiders, so let me release my depression!"

Then he talked about his admiration for the senior sister and the matter of flying the lantern today.

After finishing speaking, Pan Yueming said with a self-deprecating face: "Actually, I had a faint feeling a long time ago that I was just wishful thinking after all."

"Senior sister is so beautiful and straightforward, only senior brother Qi Hao is worthy of her;"

"And in her heart... I'm still just a younger brother who is at the ninth level of qi training, with low strength, and needs her to take care of him everywhere."

After finishing speaking, Pan Yueming couldn't help showing sadness and inferiority complexion on his face.

After Liu Feifei finished listening, her puppet-like little face was full of entanglements in the past, frowning and thinking hard, and she couldn't find a word of comfort for a long time;
In the end, she sighed a little dejectedly: "Brother, Lu Qi is really a bit dull. She really doesn't know much about the word love, so I can't persuade you."

Pan Yueming looked at her self-blame and dejected little face, and felt much better for no reason, and the look of depression on her face was also a little less.

Liu Feifei saw that he was getting better, she straightened her face, and said, "But what I want to say is that senior brother has a great root of wisdom. Although this time he encountered love disaster, there will be a day of investigation after all;"

"After this catastrophe, with senior brother's aptitude, his cultivation and mind will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. The day of peeking into the Dao can be expected. Why bother to feel sorry for yourself and feel so depressed?"

Pan Yueming looked shocked, and pointed to his nose:

"Great Huigen? Qualification?"

"I've been cultivating for almost ten years, and I'm still practicing qi nine layers of trash. You actually said that I have wisdom roots and aptitude. Are you laughing at me?" After finishing speaking, there was a little displeasure on his face.

Liu Feifei frowned and looked at him carefully, and said seriously:
"As practitioners, no matter how much we polish ourselves, the purpose is to use ourselves as a medium to communicate with the power of heaven and earth,"

"Although I don't know why the senior brother has been practicing for ten years, but still only stays in the Qi training stage,"

"But the lineage of Dazhufeng has always been known for cultivating the mind. After a breakthrough in the state of mind, the cultivation base will inevitably increase by leaps and bounds;"

"Just now, I heard my senior brother persuade me. It should be that I have some understanding of the way of yin and yang movement and stillness. This is one of the three thousand ways. It must not be underestimated. Isn't this the root of great wisdom, or aptitude?"

"In time, senior brother's cultivation will far exceed ours, so senior brother must not sink negatively. It is the right way to chop off the dirt with the sword and sharpen the heart of the Tao."

Pan Yueming waved his hand, with a look of complete disbelief on his face: "Okay, Junior Sister, you don't have to lie to me, I know what kind of person I am,"

"On weekdays, I don't even think about the most superficial thoughts clearly. You even said that I saw the way of yin and yang movement, which is a bit too much..."

Liu Feifei frowned:

"How could junior sister deceive senior brother?"

"Master once said, "There are people who don't know a word but have a lot of poetry, a stone that doesn't mix but a lot of painting, a verse that doesn't mix but a lot of Zen."

"Whether the temporary practice of the mental method is smooth or not has nothing to do with whether the brother has the root of great wisdom..."

Before he finished speaking, Pan Yueming waved his hand and interrupted her. He patted his butt and stood up, smiling at Liu Feifei:
"No matter what, thank you junior sister for your comfort today, brother Yu is in a much better mood;"

"Farewell!"

After speaking, he lifted himself up and left.

Looking at Pan Yueming's figure, Liu Feifei frowned slightly, with a rare trace of grievance in her eyes, and murmured:
"I didn't lie to Senior Brother, why doesn't he believe me?"

After a while, she tilted her head again, lowered her head and savored softly: "Tian Linger...?"

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The lens advances rapidly,
The gate of the ancestral hall opened; Lin Keran, who was pouting and rubbing his knees, looked at Qihao who was waiting quietly in front of him, and ran towards him with a smile on his face. Pan Yueming behind him showed bitterness, and turned his head to pretend to look The wooden pavilion nearby...

Pan Yueming was sweating profusely, practicing footwork under the tree. When the camera zoomed in, he found that his pupils were a little distracted and his face was mechanical.
Suddenly, starlight gradually gushed out from the soles of his feet, and the places he stepped on became star dots, and finally converged into the phantom of Suzaku Constellation. Pan Yueming then soared into the sky and rose to a high altitude. With a look of astonishment and surprise, he turned his head and shouted excitedly: "Senior sister, I finally..." Seeing Lin Keran's and Qi Hao's hands clasped together on the top of the tree, his expression instantly became gloomy, and he didn't continue talking after all. ...

In the middle of the night, Liu Yan and Sun Jian successively looked at the sleeping Pan Yueming from the bamboo window. Looking at Pan Yueming's eyebrows that were still tightly locked after sleeping, their faces were worried and sighed. Wisps of purple-gold light emitted, seeping into Pan Yueming's ears like smoke...

In the pool under the moonlight, Liu Feifei is still standing on the rocky reef like a puppet to admire the moon, while Pan Yueming is constantly moving and stabbing the sword at the edge of the Tan, and finally, the complete star map of the white tiger emerges behind him, marked with [Bi] A small group of stars in the word is particularly bright; Liu Feifei looked towards him as if feeling something, and looked at the white glow on his sword, with a hint of joy in her eyes...

………………

At the dinner table, Sun Jian put down the bowls and chopsticks, pondered for a while, and then said:
"Half a month ago, a small sect discovered a huge grotto in Yunhuang in southern Xinjiang. After dozens of people entered, no one survived,"

"Later, the remaining members of the sect went to explore, but they only dared to search within the depths of the cave. In the end, more than a dozen mummies were found a hundred meters into the cave."

"As for that grotto, it is said that it covers tens of miles, and it is unknown how much it goes deep into the bottom part. It is really unknown what the situation inside is."

When Pan Yueming heard the word "mummy", his expression changed drastically, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

Sun Jian looked at him, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "After ten years of practice, you are so impatient. You have cultivated into a dog's ass in these ten years!"

Pan Yuming was startled, stood up, and bowed to salute: "What the master taught me is that I know I was wrong."

Liu Yan glared at Sun Jian with dissatisfaction: "Xiaofan's life was miserable since he was a child, and the whole village was killed by murderers. Now that he hears the news about the suspected murderer, he loses his mind due to excitement. What's wrong!"

"You, a master, don't speak comforting words, but only reprimand with a stern face. What's the reason!?"

Sun Jian blushed and shook his head, but he had no choice but to stop,
Lin Keran and several disciples on the table lowered their heads and laughed, but bit their lips tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Sun Jian cleared his throat:
"After the senior brother in charge knew about this, he decided to send someone to investigate;"

"But because Yunhuang is located in the southern border, the grotto is located near the largest sect of the Demon Sect [Ghost King Sect],"

"His suzerain, the Ghost King, is an undisputed master of the Demon Sect, and he doesn't have many bad deeds on weekdays. Therefore, it is inconvenient for me, Qingyun Sect, to send elder-level masters there, so as not to misunderstand him;"

"Brother Sect Leader means that our Qingyun Sect's ten-year competition is just seven days away, so why not lead the team by the winner and lead the outstanding disciples in the competition to go to investigate;"

"In this way, safety can be ensured, and the ghost king will not be misunderstood. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

After finishing speaking, Sun Jian scanned all the disciples:
"My Big Bamboo Peak is not very populated, except for Ling'er and Xiaofan, the rest have practiced for more than 20 years, and the conditions do not meet;"

"Therefore, only the two of you can participate,"

"Hey...you two, one only knows how to play and be lazy all day long; the other is dull in talent and slow in practice even though he has a blood feud;"

"Right now, I can only hope that the two of you don't lose so badly that I, Big Bamboo Peak, lose face..."

After Lin Keran heard this, she pouted, her face full of disbelief,
Pan Yueming stood up, bowed and said: "Master's kindness to Xiao Fan is as great as a mountain, and this disciple will definitely live up to Master's high expectations if he works hard!"

Seeing Pan Yueming with a determined and serious face, Sun Jian snorted and said impatiently: "Hurry up and eat, and go back to practice after eating!"

On the face that turned and walked away, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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At the foot of the mountain, there is an incomparably huge blue ring, which seems to be a mile long and wide, surrounded by 28 bronze statues, and the edge of the ring is also depicted with patterns composed of countless ancient seals and star maps;
Countless young disciples walked across an arch bridge by the deep pool to the arena, and many of them were chatting while walking;

Suddenly, the water in the deep pool exploded, and a gigantic blue unicorn exposed half of its body. The splashed water splashed countless disciples into chicken soup, making them extremely embarrassed;

Qilin was breathing heavily from his nose, and his golden eyes seemed to be human-like, showing dissatisfaction.

A group of disciples didn't care about the embarrassment, and they all bowed and saluted: "This disciple deserves death for disturbing the purity of Lingzun!"

Qilin took a deep breath from his nostrils, and then his huge body slowly sank into the deep pool...

Pan Yueming looked at Qilin with shock on his face: "I have been a beginner for ten years. Although this is the third time I have seen Lingzun, I still feel very shocked."

Lin Keran, who was dressed in red, said proudly: "Of course, Lingzun has been guarding the holy beast of my Qingyun sect since the first Patriarch Qingye founded the mountain. Let alone you, it is the other sect who came to visit Sovereign, which one is trembling without being shocked?"

After finishing speaking, he tugged at Pan Yueming's sleeve: "Hurry up and leave!"

Pan Yueming let out an oh, followed Lin Keran and walked forward...

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The huge cyan arena was divided into nine smaller areas, on which were written "A, B, C, D" and other cyan small characters.
Taoist Cangsong stood on the high platform and announced loudly: "In this big competition, the one who breaks through the area loses, and the one who voluntarily abstains loses..."

Pan Yueming was in the audience, holding a bronze medal with the character [五] in his hand, staring at the bronze medal with a trace of determination in his eyes.

"Now, the competition within the sect of the 17th generation disciple of Qingyun Sect begins!"

"Group A disciples are on stage!"

Following the order from Taoist Cangsong, 18 people from the nine teams entered nine areas respectively.
After waiting to stand still, a thin film that continuously rotates the star map appears around the area, and finally forms a black turtle costume, and then becomes transparent until it is undetectable...

fast forward,

Junior brother Li stepped on the star map, forming a "V" shape, spit out a long sword in his hand, and quickly swung it at a male disciple; a white line flashed, and the disciple was hit hard on the film and fell to the ground I'm sorry, a white tiger constellation map appeared behind Junior Brother Li - "White Tiger. Lou Chi" appeared in four small scripts;
"Li Fulin, win!"

………………

The Suzaku Star Atlas floated out from under Lin Keran's feet, with a long ling in his hand like a snake, zigzagging in the air and constantly changing its trajectory, dodging countless sword lights, and finally wrapped around the neck of a female disciple.

Lin Keran turned around with an arrogant face, and smiled at Qi Hao who was watching the battle from the audience.

"Tian Linger, win!"

………………

Pan Yueming took a deep breath, drew out his sword, and stepped on the Suzaku star map, his eyes fixed on the front, ignoring the white line of the sword glow in front of him, and suddenly he jumped up, using force on his feet, and the speed was a little faster , jumped quickly, and finally the long sword in his hand spit out a long awn, and swung forward; the opponent's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and then he was knocked down;
Pan Yueming didn't even look at the sword wound on his arm, turned around to look at the red figure, and then lowered his head a little lonely.

"Zhang Xiaofan... wins!"

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Amidst the exclamations and whispers of the crowd, Liu Feifei stepped onto the stage, looked at the male disciple who was in a trance, with a hint of puzzlement on his cold face, but still bowed seriously and saluted: "This Brother, please advise."

Only then did the male disciple hurriedly return the salute, and then said with concern: "My junior sister, I'm going to make a move, please pay attention!"

Liu Feifei waited solemnly, but did not draw out the sword in her hand, and the male disciple did not step on the star map, and swung the sword lightly to stab forward, as if afraid of hurting her;

A green light waved past, and the male disciple was knocked to the ground, spitting blood, and passed out;
Liu Feifei's face became more confused. She took back her right hand and saluted respectfully: "Senior brother, please give in!"

"Lu Xueqi, win!"

Under the stage, Master Shuiyue looked happy, but the whispers of the crowd became louder, and many female disciples showed dissatisfaction.

………………

Disciples were constantly knocked down, and the sun gradually moved westward;

Lu Xueqi and Lin Keran met in the arena,

Lin Keran stared at Liu Feifei defensively, and snorted coldly: "Junior Sister Lu, you finally made it to the quarterfinals. Are you still unwilling to draw your sword at this time?"

Liu Feifei's face was still cold, but there was a trace of curiosity or disgust between her brows, but she asked an irrelevant question: "Are you Tian Linger?"

(End of this chapter)