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Volume 1: Entering the Butterfly Lovers Chapter 147: Gu Ying

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    Spring begins in March. Although Huashan does not have the Four Seasons Valley like Shengjian Tang, the camellias are in full bloom in the tea tree array at the foot of the mountain. There are many varieties, such as golden camellia, silver camellia, purple-robed doctor camellia, colorful auspicious clouds and so on. It can be said that the fragrance of flowers is full when you look around.  Mountains, bees are flying wildly.  The terrain of Huashan Mountain is quite high, but it is not as majestic as Funiu Mountain. The mountain is beautiful and slightly quiet, and there are no exposed rock walls or ferocious rocks on the mountain. It is a lush and green scene.  In addition, the entire Huashan has another characteristic, that is, there are many lakes.  There is a lake in the lower courtyard, the middle courtyard, and the upper courtyard of Huajian Hall. Each saint who leads a peak also has a lake. In addition to these fairy lakes full of spiritual energy, there are forty-eight small lakes of various sizes embedded in the mountains like amber.  between.  Looking down from a high altitude, Huashan Mountain is truly a scenic spot on earth.  The lake outside the lower courtyard is Qunfang Lake, covering an area of ??about one thousand acres.  Willow trees are planted all over the lake. Now the willow trees are sprouting new branches and sprouting. The breeze is blowing, the lake is rippling, and the blue of the lake and the blue of the sky reflect each other. It is a scene of the same color of the lake.  A wooden platform will be built every 100 meters, which is not too high. The pillars under the wooden platform have been driven into the bottom of the lake. A futon will be placed on the wooden platform for new outer disciples to do their homework.  Every morning, when the sky is about to break, the new outer disciples will come to the lakeside, go to their respective wooden platforms, and then dress up facing the lake.  There is no restriction on freedom in Liangshan. You can go anywhere except the forbidden places. Hua Meiniang follows him every day.  At first, sisters Hua Manhong and Hua Mancui followed, but later the saint asked them to practice separately. Since Hua Mei Niang knew Liang Shan before in Majiapu, she assigned her to follow him at any time.  This morning, Liang Shan came to Qunfang Lake for the first time. He was slightly surprised to see many beautiful women taking photos and dressing up by the lake.  Hua Meiniang immediately explained that this is a homework that all outside disciples must do every day.  Liang Shan noticed a flash of envy in Hua Mei Niang's eyes and asked, "Do you envy them?" Liang Shan was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy within a day, and Hua Mei Niang was already used to it.  She hoped in her heart that Liang Shan could come out of the illusion soon, because she was still waiting to listen to Liang Shan's "Butterfly Lovers" again.  ¡° Among the people in Huajian Hall, Hua Meiniang is the only one who is sincere to Liangshan.  Of course, the saint must also be included, but the saint's attitude towards Mr. Liang is lukewarm, and Hua Meiniang cannot make any assumptions.  Hua Mei Niang shook her head and said, "I'm not envious. Working as a handyman under the saint's sect is better than them." "Then what are they doing?" Liang Shan asked.  "They are dressing up now, but they are different from the ladies from secular families. The difference is that they use this process to make their body and mind soft and relaxed." As she said that, Hua Mei Niang stuck out her tongue, "I don't know what I said.  Right?" Hua Mei Niang from Huajian Tang is a little less charming than Majiapu's Hua Mei Niang, but a little more pure.  Liang Shan nodded and said: "You are right." Liang Shan also noticed that the women's dressing movements were very gentle and slow, as if their whole minds were immersed in it. This should be the process of honesty and respect before practicing.  Some people who had finished dressing up began to cross their legs, and then the female voices read like orioles.  Liangshan pricked up his ears and heard it, and it turned out to be "Fu on the Goddess of Luo".  "Its shape is as graceful as a startled giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with brilliant autumn chrysanthemums and luxuriant spring pine trees. It looks like the moon covered by light clouds, and flutters like snow blown by the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun.  The rising morning glow" The woman's voice whispered softly, with the breeze blowing, the willows lingering, and the morning glow filling the sky. It was really a beautiful scene.  Some of them remained silent after reading. Liang Shan noticed that they seemed to be watching their own shadows in the lake. Liang Shan asked Hua Mei Niang what this meant.  Hua Mei Niang said this is the entry-level Du Lian Nine Shadows method.  Hua Mei Niang described it, which roughly means observing one's own shadow until the shadow comes alive and then reunites with the main body. This is the first stage of Du Lian Jiu Ying's skill, until the nine shadows are observed, and then with one's own body.  If they overlap, this skill will be complete.  Liangshan thought to himself, isn¡¯t this Gu Ying¡¯s self-pity?  Interestingly, Liang Shan then asked Hua Mei Niang how the handyman practiced.  When Liang Shan asked, Hua Mei Niang showed a slight inferiority complex and said, "It's easy for us handyman sisters. We just need to look in the mirror and say 'You are the most beautiful' one hundred and eight times every morning when we get up."  " Liangshan "chuffed" and became happy when he heard this. Hua Mei Niang made a pink fist and was about to hit it. Thinking of Liang Shan's current identity, she had to put it down and stomped her feet hard.  They all have a kind of self-confidence that makes men look at them, and their charm as women is far better than other female nuns.It is much better. It turns out that it is achieved day after day with the help of these practice methods similar to repeated psychological suggestions.  Just as Liang Shan was thinking about it, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he saw the shadows of more than a hundred new female disciples from the outer sect rising up one by one in the lake. However, it was not these beautiful and charming women, but the lackluster ones from Wuguan.  A considerable part of the body with shrunken arms and head was exposed to the white bones.  "Zombie!" Liang Shan shouted, turned around and ran away.  Hua Mei Niang sighed, feeling better for a while, but she fell ill again.  However, Liangshan's illness is cute. Thinking of this, Hua Mei Niang moved her lotus feet, flicked her skirt, and chased after her. When she heard Liangshan talking nonsense, he said: "Don't chase me, I will sing for you."  Okay?" Hua Meiniang immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled. She loved listening to Liang Shan sing.  Hua Mei Niang is really looking forward to what he will sing today, her eyes are sparkling.  Liang Shan was already climbing on a tea tree and singing at the top of his lungs: "The road of life is like a long road with beautiful dreams. The wind and frost are on the road, and the wind and frost hit the face. In the world of mortals, dreams have many directions. Looking for love in the dreamy heart, the road  Following the crowd" Hua Mei Niang saw Liang Shan standing on the camellias, as if the ghosts he saw were standing there listening quietly, or humming along.  Yes, Hua Meiniang saw Liang Shan waving his hands. This is what he called a "conductor".  gusts of dark wind suddenly blew, and Hua Mei Niang felt the chill. Suddenly, countless camellia petals rolled up to the sky and then fell one after another.  Liang Shan just sang: "The road to the world is a happy young man. The road is bumpy, and there is no sunshine. In the mud and dust, there are many directions for happiness. There are traces of dreamy wind and rain, and the road is blurry with people" Countless petals, pure white, crimson  , colorful and colorful, like falling rain, Hua Mei Niang was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but murmured: "The road to the world, happy young man, happy young man" At this moment, Liangshan was deeply burned into Hua Mei Niang's heart,  Nothing can replace the years to come.
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