Chapter 671

The old brat Lu Yang was seriously pondering a question.

As a transmigrator who has mastered modern knowledge, after transmigrating, he not only became a disciple of the number one sect in the world, but also the junior brother of the number one person in the world, has an ancient immortal residing in his body, is friends with the highest-ranking young master, and his own cultivation talent is top-tier among his contemporaries—one can hardly find a few in history who can compare to him.

How come when it's time to act cool, it's never his turn?

"I invite Daoist Lu Yang to come in for a chat."

Behind the green gauze, Ye Mengyin's voice came again.

Everyone was not surprised. If Lu Yang's poem couldn't satisfy Ye Mengyin, then it wasn't their problem, but rather the Lotus Pavilion intentionally refusing to entertain them.

Amidst the envious and admiring gazes of the crowd, the Immortal Fairy lifted the green gauze and saw Ye Mengyin, who hadn't appeared for several days.

The Immortal Fairy had some impression of Ye Mengyin; after all, the 120,000th-anniversary celebration of the Congwendao Sect was organized by her.

The Imperial City was full of rumors about how beautiful and enchanting Ye Mengyin was, capable of making people fall in love at first sight. Ye Mengyin was indeed as beautiful as the rumors suggested, and because she was born with a charming bone, every movement of hers had a unique flair. In terms of seductiveness, she was even above Tao Yaoye and Lan Ting.

But the Immortal Fairy didn't feel that way at all; Ye Mengyin wasn't even as good-looking as she was.

Ye Mengyin met the Immortal Fairy's clear gaze and was very surprised. Her charming bone influenced even her fellow sect sisters, and the time Meng Jingzhou was able to overcome her, he relied on willpower.

This was the first time someone had looked at her with such clear eyes as Lu Yang.

"Daoist Lu Yang, it has been a long time. Why not move to the side room for a chat?" Ye Mengyin blushed; this was her first time inviting a male cultivator to her boudoir.

They were only separated from the crowd by a layer of green gauze; everyone could see their voices and movements clearly, so they couldn't let go.

"Alright." The Immortal Fairy didn't think too much and readily agreed.

In the boudoir, Ye Mengyin had cinnabar dotted between her brows and wore a shimmering long dress. The hem of the dress was embroidered with intricate and delicate patterns of flying celestials and auspicious clouds. The colors were brilliant, and as she danced, the skirt fluttered lightly, and her hair danced with the wind, adding a touch of liveliness.

Watching this dance was of great help to the cultivation of one's state of mind.

"Your dancing is not good." The Immortal Fairy couldn't bear to watch anymore; the level of this dance was too poor, far inferior to Zhu Tian.

"Dancing requires the body to follow the heart. Look at your movements; you are dancing completely by the book, lacking spiritual energy."

"Come, learn from me."

The Immortal Fairy personally demonstrated. Her movements were light, like a beautiful fairy flying out of an ancient painting. Every frown and smile carried an inexplicable charm, far beyond what Ye Mengyin's dance, which relied on the bonus of the charming bone, could compare to.

Ye Mengyin was dumbfounded. Brother Lu Yang can also dance?

She entered the Dao through dance and had the highest talent for dance in the Mei Sect; otherwise, she wouldn't have been qualified to represent the Mei Sect in the Dao-Seeking Competition.

Ye Mengyin had thought that among her peers, no one could surpass her in dancing.

Who would have thought—there really wasn't among female cultivators, but there was one among male cultivators.

"Could it be that Daoist Wuyu is also proficient in dancing?" Ye Mengyin recalled the rumors about Daoist Wuyu and hadn't heard of such a thing.

Although the Immortal Fairy's dance was elegant and moving, she was currently using Lu Yang's body, which looked very awkward to outsiders.

Fortunately, Ye Mengyin truly loved dance and didn't care about Lu Yang's strange sense of incongruity, earnestly following the Immortal Fairy to learn.

"Hey, that's right. You must fathom the meaning of the dance; you cannot simply imitate."

Actually, the Immortal Fairy was even better at dancing than Zhu Tian. Senior Senior Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi had both learned from her, but she held onto her status; during the immortal gatherings in the ancient times, she would let Zhu Tian perform on stage while she just watched.

Although Senior Senior Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi had learned, in terms of talent for dance, they still couldn't compare to Zhu Tian.

In the spiritual space, the Immortal Fairy wore pearl and gold ornaments, her hair tied high, vermilion eyeshadow on the corners of her eyes, and she wore a bright yellow robe, dancing gracefully in the grand hall. From her black hair tips to her jade-like toes, every inch of her skin displayed overflowing vitality.

The Immortal Fairy hadn't danced in a long time; she had to dance in the spiritual space and reality simultaneously to regain the feeling.

Lu Yang stared blankly at the Immortal Fairy dancing, seriously pondering which minister in history was qualified to watch the Emperor dance.

After the dance, Ye Mengyin was panting for breath, but she was smiling very happily.

She could feel her progress in the Dao of dance, and it was a great improvement.

"Many thanks to Brother Lu Yang for your guidance!" She bowed earnestly, not daring to have the slightest slack.

After this guidance, it saved her ten years of bitter cultivation; calling him "Master" would not be an exaggeration.

But she still had one thing she didn't understand: what exactly did Lu Yang's last line, "That person is where the lanterns are fading," mean? Was it really written for her? If it was written for her, her performance after entering the boudoir didn't seem like it.

Could it be that Brother Lu Yang saw her talent for dance was too poor and was disappointed in her?

The more Ye Mengyin thought about it, the more she felt this was possible.

The Immortal Fairy's poem at the Lotus Pavilion spread rapidly throughout the Imperial City in a very short time, and even the great Confucian scholars of the Hanlin Academy were extremely shocked.

Good poetry can not only be passed down through the ages, but more importantly, it can also become a means of cultivation for Confucian cultivators.

"This is even a few points better than the poems composed by the old thief Wuyu. I'm afraid Lu Yang's learning doesn't just rely on the old thief Wuyu; his own talent for Confucian cultivation is quite astonishing!"

"Spells, supernatural powers, sword cultivation, Confucian cultivation... This talent is even above that of the old thief Wuyu. The outside world says he has the potential to become an immortal; the rumors are not false."

"You all pay attention to the line in the second stanza: 'I search for her a thousand times in the crowd. Suddenly I look back, and that person is, where the lanterns are fading.' The outside world says this is written for a little girl from the Mei Sect, but I have a different opinion."

"Brother Zeng, why don't you share it?"

"You should have heard many rumors about Lu Yang. In the rumors, have you ever heard of his affairs with men and women? Not even once, right? This shows that Lu Yang might not care about the affairs of men and women, and this poem is not as superficial as the world says."

"Looking at this line under this major premise, 'That person is where the lanterns are fading,' who does 'that person' refer to? It is very likely referring to himself!"

"Then the meaning of this line is that Lu Yang has gone through thousands of hardships in cultivation, wanting to find something but never being able to find it, and finally, he has gained some insight, discovering that what he is seeking is his own original heart!"

"I have seen too many cultivators who, after stepping onto the path of cultivation, lost their original heart. Although they achieved success in cultivation, they gave people a feeling of being muddled, leading to weak subsequent advancement."

"He who knows others is wise, he who knows himself is enlightened. Lu Yang wrote his cultivation insights into this poem to wake up many cultivators, letting them reflect on themselves and break through their mental barriers!"

"Hiss, it seems that is indeed the case. This child has great talent."

The Second Prince's residence.

The Second Prince looked at the intelligence report in his hand, his eyes burning.

"Seeking the throne cannot be separated from Lu Yang's help. It is time to make contact with him."