Chapter 158

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Five words and seven rhythms, Han Fu Poetry, Yuefu classics.

The star world is endless, and hundreds of families show together. Although Chen Mo's poem is not a poem in the traditional sense, there is no so-called limited pattern in the star world in ancient times. Beautiful things will always move people's hearts and will not be out of date in any era.

That life fully described the pursuit of love, and everyone can imagine such a pious but sad scene just from the words.

Lu Xun said that tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for people to see, and often this tragedy is the most popular, especially for Zen masters who practice Zen, Chen Mo's words about Buddhism and Zen are particularly infectious.

Unknowingly, his face was like an ancient well, and Lao song's Zen master who was calm showed a different look.

Chen Mo is also determined to win the "Bodhi cliff" and will not give the Tang emperor any chance to suppress it. The young master has read widely in his previous life. Most of his Zen poems are. If this song is not shocking, he also considers using another more famous "see or not see" to shake the field. Of course, the original author of this popular "see or not see" naturally has nothing to do with cangyang Jiacuo.

"His highness Chen Mo's poem is really unique, refreshing and touching, but love..." Tang Feng broke this silence and tried to suppress him in the realm of Zen.

How could Chen Mo give him a chance.

"Oh, by the way, sister Yanyu's poem was well written just now. I was inspired and came up with a new one." Chen Mo said calmly.

Everyone opened their mouths.

You want a new one?

"Oh? Your highness Chen Mo, please come." Master Cixu's careful request.

Chen Mo secretly operates his mind learning and puts himself in the state of poetry, which seems to penetrate people's hearts and infect people's emotions.

Sure enough, Chen Mo's slight change surprised everyone.

Why does this boy suddenly look like a Taoist monk with the breath of a great Zen master.

Chen Mo said slowly, "one sand, one world, one flower, one heaven. Infinite palm, instant into eternity." One sand one world can be said to be an absolute classic. Chen Mo originally wanted to use the allusion of tiger Creek three smiles, but I don't know whether people here have heard it, so he changed to this song by British poet William Blake.

Similar meaning, full of Zen thinking.

Tang Feng is silly. Is this boy a monster? How can he come up with such a poem so quickly? Anyone can hear Chen Mo's second Zen poem, which is superior to the others.

Chen Mo joins hands and sits down respectfully.

The four Zen masters of Wanshou Temple looked at each other. From extreme love to eternal thinking, this boy was terrible for the transformation of Zen.

"That's great."

"Your Highness Chen Mo is really a genius for thousands of years. He can make it so quickly."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it in my life."

Exclamation, exclamation.

"Well done." Chen ZhangTian smiled.

"Misty rain is ashamed." Jiang Yanyu freely admitted.

Even those who don't like Chen Mo are dumbfounded at this time and can't find a chance to refute. Chen Mo's two Zen poems are classics in any era of Wanshou temple. If they go to find fault again, they will really be laughed at.

At this time, the aristocratic family on the side of the royal family looked forward to the prince, hoping that his Highness the prince could make a higher and lower Zen poem to suppress Chen Mo's momentum. As long as he could make one, I believe the advantage was on their side.

"Your Highness, I wonder if there is any masterpiece of Zen?" Chen Lin gloated.

Tang Feng was oppressed. How did he do it? The song was written after consulting many Zen masters and scholars. Strictly speaking, it was not his masterpiece. Now let him make one on the spot and kill him.

Tang Feng couldn't understand that the understanding of 'Zen' requires the wisdom of great enlightenment, and it takes decades of precipitation to achieve. How can this Chen Mo make a masterpiece of 'that life' with the feeling of two lifetimes, and also have the feeling of 'one sand and one world'. Is it possible that waste materials suddenly become immortals in decades?

"Everything should be judged by master Cixu." Tang Feng spits a few words between his teeth, which is equivalent to admitting defeat.

"I'm also very impressed by his highness Chen Mo's attainments in Zen. How do you feel about choosing his highness Chen Mo as the first?" Master Cixu asked mercifully that although he had received the request of the Tang emperor in advance, he could not shamelessly admit that Tang Feng was better, otherwise the Wanshou temple would be destroyed.

The four Zen Masters said one after another, "it should be so."

"Before the palace test, his highness Chen Mo can visit Wanshou temple in Wanshou mountain at any time, and I will take the temple down to Bodhi cliff." Master Cixu said.

"Thank you for your kindness." Chen Mo is also modest.

Master Cixu smiled, with an unspeakable emotion in his eyes. "Your Majesty, it's not early. If the monks want to return to the temple to meditate, they'll leave first."

"It's really troublesome for all saints this time." Tang Huang laughed boldly.

Master Cixu closed the table and cautiously closed the table with Chen mo. a bunch of monks withdrew from the banquet hall. Without the serious monk of Wanshou temple, the martial artist and monk who sat down again were also relieved and released themselves.

The emperor of Tang Dynasty drank wine to hide his iron green expression. He didn't expect that things would completely surprise him. He originally thought that relying on the Zen poetry of the Zen family would be enough to make the world dilute Chen Mo's influence on the Zen family, but what he didn't expect was that Chen Mo could speak surprisingly, which made the Zen masters of Wanshou Temple convinced.

Does this son really get the mantle of Zen ancestor?

This time he failed to suppress Chen Mo, and the emperor of Tang was a little upset.

By the way, there is also master Wuyi of Xinjia. Later, he will come to publicize Xinxue. He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to win over relations. Now it seems that Chen Mo is unfathomable and may help him make a splash again.

no way.

You can't surprise this skill any more. Tang Huang narrowed his eyes and suddenly whispered to manager Yin beside him. After hearing this, manager Yin quietly left the banquet hall.

The Tang emperor sneered at him secretly. Never had a teenager made him so angry.

Chen Mo?

Good, great.

Although suppressing the reputation of Chen Mo's Zen family and making it a coincidence will help Chen Mo become more powerful in the Zen family, the Tang emperor did not give up. The next step is to suppress Chen Mo's cultivation in martial arts and let him taste the taste of defeat.

Chen Mo finally got the permission of Wanshou temple and the opportunity to enter the Bodhi cliff with good intentions. His sister congratulated him, and his face was filled with a happy smile, which was even happier than entering the Bodhi cliff himself.

"Little brother, it won't be long before you can surpass your sister. Don't abandon your sister in the future." Chen Luan pinched it.

"Third sister, your worry is too strange. How can I abandon you?" Chen Mo loses his smile.

Chen Luan nodded with satisfaction, which was almost the same.

Jiangnan mansion.

Jiang ruxiu, a scholar like Wen Yu, took a faint sip of wine and said to his daughter, "misty rain, this Chen Mo has some meaning."

Jiang Yanyu smiled: "yes, my daughter really wants to open his head to see what he is thinking. Two consecutive Zen poems have different styles. How can a person see through so completely opposite so quickly?"

"No matter what, it's easy for Yanyu sister to kill him." A brother in Jiangnan mansion disdained to say.

Jiang Yanyu disdains to respond to his brother's arrogance.

Jiang ruxiu said, "my father can't see Chen Mo clearly now. If he goes into Bodhi cliff and understands anything, it's also trouble."

"Father, don't worry too much. No matter how powerful he is, he can't surpass master Cixu in just a few days?" Jiang Yanyu thought carefully. The first Wanshou meditation in Bodhi cliff has made a breakthrough for decades. How can Chen Mo be so powerful against the sky?

"But don't worry, father. The Yanyu sword has become a success. Even if Chen Mo is a star, her daughter is sure."

"Just know it in your heart."

……

The banquet atmosphere became more and more lively. The singer danced, and Youwei played the piano. Chen Mo looked around and frowned secretly. "Brother, which beauty are you looking at?"

"No, I'm wondering why Wu Yi hasn't arrived yet." Chen Mo shook his head.

Speaking of this, Chen Luan also remembered it. Gu Wuyi was invited to the palace for Chen Mo's reason. It was also a joke after a tea break in Chang'an. Gu Wuyi's appearance at the banquet can undoubtedly add another mysterious color to Chen mo.

According to the time, Gu Wuyi should be introduced by the Tang emperor at this time.

But looking at the Tang emperor and shuangjun chatting, there was no such meaning.

"Probably not." Chen Luan thought it over. "Little brother, you just made a big splash in the Zen family. Now everyone in Chang'an knows that Gu Wuyi entered the palace because of you. If the emperor wants to push her out again, he will humiliate himself."

Yes, no one can tolerate an opponent standing out from the crowd again and again. This world is Tang, not Chen.

"But it's not easy for the emperor to break an appointment with a star." Chen Luan sneered.

Chen Muruo thought, and suddenly leaned close to Chen Luan's ear, and the man's breath poured into his body from his ear.

Chen Luan's cheeks showed a slight redness of her daughter's posture, but it was still a tough expression.

"What?"

"I'll go out first, and you can help me deal with it."

"Get out?"

"Well, I want to go to the toilet." Chen Mo laughed and covered his stomach.

Chen Luan blushed even more. If he didn't really want to kick it at the party, you could go to the toilet. I thought you wanted to do something so close. "Go quickly. There will be more wonderful things later."

"Well."

The night is deep and the starry sky is bright.

Gu Wuyi and Mu are walking in the palace. Manager Yin and four rosefinch guards are leading the way. Gradually, the place they go is more and more remote, and they can't feel the noise of the banquet at all.

"Manager, are you going the wrong way?" Twilight opening.

"It's coming soon." Manager Yin smiled.

After walking through several gates, we came to an open space, surrounded by rows of willows, which fluttered in the night wind.

A silver clad girl stood in the dark, with a spear that bullied the snow and pressed the frost in her hand, which was very dazzling.

"In this dynasty, a highness wants to see Master Wuyi." Manager Yin bowed his head. "Your Highness, master Wuyi is here."

The girl turned around, her face moving, her skin as white as snow, and her face had seven stars and silver moles.

Gu Wuyi frowned slightly.

"Get out of here." The girl said coldly, and the rosefinch guard and manager Yin immediately withdrew from here.

At this time, the girl's figure moved, and the silver light drew a thrilling line, tearing open the darkness and directly attacking Gu Wuyi.

Twilight waved a big sword to block, was instantly broken by the silver light, flew out from afar, and was unable to move in pain.

Silver light is nothing but the silver spear in the girl's hand.

The cold night locks the moon!

"Deva star 'seven stars' Huan Wen wants to experience your heart tonight!!"

The girl laughed wildly.

"Please give me your advice!!"