Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 128
The night was cool, and a group of students drank heavily, walking staggeringly, and they didn't know who took the lead in singing the ballad, so they sang all the way.

Zhan Changfeng didn't drink much, and chatted with Yu Shengzhui at the back of the team. Fan Siyuan listened a few times, about humanistic geography and Taoism, and just jumped to a topic in two or three sentences, and there was nowhere to listen.

"Hi, when I'm down, you're going to send me home." Fan Siyuan hiccupped, explained a few words in a daze, and went to grab the wine pot with others.

Yu Sheng shook his head and laughed, and continued to talk to Zhan Changfeng, "I'm not the kind of person born in the world who has no desires and no desires. I always want to do something with this world, but I don't understand what you are asking for."

"How to say?"

"It's hard to describe. Judging from your life, you seem to be a bystander, but after talking with you for a while, I found that you may be a person who has entered the world."

"There is no difference between being born and entering the world." Zhan Changfeng thought about it for a while, and said, "I once asked a master where he went, and he said it was far away."

"Where is beyond the square inch?" Zhan Changfeng looked at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng's heart was touched, and he sighed, "It's also the world."

"He also answered me in the same way." Zhan Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth, "It's ridiculous to say that at first I thought that there were hills everywhere in Zangyunjian, and the monks here lived the same life as the Taoist priests and monks in the Taoist temples of China. The life in isolation, no matter what is passing by. Only when I came here did I realize that this is a higher world, but the pursuit of fame and fortune has become the pursuit of wealth and marriage. "

Yu Sheng, "Where there is a need, there is a struggle. If there is a struggle, you will always be in this world. Sometimes even if you have nothing to ask for, you will be dragged into the vortex of struggle. This is a monk."

"Cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao, before attaining the Tao, is in the five elements. For me, the only purpose of cultivating the Tao is to make me more comfortable."

"Be more comfortable?"

"Probably empowering me to get everything I want."

Yu Sheng teased, "Others scramble for everything because of the 'Tao', how did you get the 'Tao' to make it easier for you to get everything?"

"Maybe my 'everything' is my 'Tao'."

Yu Sheng thought for a while, "Your idea is very interesting."

"I don't know what your philosophy of Taoism is, but in my opinion, 'Tao' is not in the future, nor can it be cultivated through meditation and practice."

The path in the field meanders to the distance, and the seedlings planted in early spring have already grown ears of rice. When the evening wind blows, the waves of rice rise and fall, sometimes accompanied by the sound of frogs and singing.

At this time, Zhan Changfeng's voice was very clear, in her ears, it was low and meaningful, "I am more inclined, I have always been in the 'Tao', and everything I do, think, and think is for the sake of wiping Get rid of the dust, let me see clearly what kind of 'Tao' I am in."

"Do you think everyone's 'Tao' is established?"

"No." Zhan Changfeng casually broke off an ear of rice and held it in his hand, "What do you think the ear of rice looks like after three breaths?"

Yu Sheng looked at her hand and shook his head, "I'm not sure, if I say it's perfect, you might crush it, and if I say it's broken, you might make it whole again."

After finishing speaking, Yu Sheng laughed, "You mean, your will determines what kind of 'Tao' it is, and your words and deeds influence what kind of 'Tao' it will show in the end."

"almost."

This is a very profound topic, so there was a long silence after the end.

Fan Siyuan drank as expected, Yu Sheng and Zhan Changfeng sent her home, and Zhan Changfeng told Fan Zhili about stopping the rent.

"You can't drink and drink so much, thank you, I will send you out, be careful on the way."

Fan Zhili lit a lantern, "Lu Hei, take this."

Zhan Changfeng took it, "By the way, the village chief, has anyone had an accident these two days?"

Fan Zhili pondered for a while, "Since the three detectives from Si Xun Mansion came to see, nothing happened. You guys are also fine, maybe it has stopped."

"Is it."

After leaving the village chief's house, Yu Sheng asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhan Changfeng glanced at her, and said honestly, "I think Xiao Shaobai has a kind of evil spirit in him, but it doesn't usually show it, and I only noticed it today."

"You think he has something to do with the cannibalism?"

"I'm not sure, but even if it's irrelevant, he should have been exposed to some evil spirits or evil methods. His power is growing too fast, and his breath doesn't feel good to me."

"It's not easy to say that there is no evidence, maybe we can find a reason to make the militia pay attention."

"That's all there is to it for now."

Yu Sheng looked at the road, "Why, you still want to send me back to Qingbai Mountain?"

"Who told the village head to only give one lantern."

Zhan Changfeng really sent her to the small courtyard on Qingbai Mountain, "If you go to Hengdu, will you bring the flowers and plants you raised?"

"Since you have raised it, you should take care of it." Yu Sheng chuckled, "Your orchid can't survive?"

"I also agreed to give it to you, and I will bring it here tomorrow." Zhan Changfeng found a home for Lanhua and left.

But she didn't go down the mountain, but went to a bare mountain wall, which was the place where Mr. Yao Yu taught.

At this time, there was no one around, and the moonlight was cast on the craggy rocks, casting heavy shadows.

Time passed by little by little, and it was three o'clock in a blink of an eye.

Footsteps sounded in the forest, "What are you doing here?"

"According to the agreement, come to the class at three o'clock."

Mr. Yao Yu asked back, "When did I make an appointment with you?"

"When I asked Mr. what is 'meaning', Mr. laughed three times and left." Zhan Changfeng was respectful but not humble, "I can wait for Mr. at this time, I think I will be wrong."

She paused, "It doesn't matter if Mr. Yao Yu doesn't give it. After all, day and night are different."

After confirming the number of places in the outer court, Mr. Yao Yu took her to retest the root bone according to the agreement with the chief examiner Yuan Qiao, but the result did not change.

The root bone is actually very important. There has always been a saying in the Taoist school: those who have no bones, do not pass it on.

Mr. Yao Yu laughed when he heard this, "Don't you have confidence in your understanding?"

He walked to the hut, "Come in, and meet the Dharma Master first."

In the thatched hut there is a half-person-high stone tablet with the inscription: Wuxin.

"My Dharma lineage is named Wuxin, and it has been passed down for 720 generations. Because it is too difficult to learn, basically each generation is passed down individually. Usually, I will pass some fur to the children of social studies to test whether they are suitable or not."

Mr. Yao Yu took out three sticks of incense and lit them, bowed three times to the stone tablet, plugged them in, and continued, "Wuxin has fallen. Although I am his disciple, I have only learned part of it. According to the master's rules, I am not qualified to accept apprentices. I don't think you will worship me as a master, but this time you will put three sticks of incense on the patriarch, write your name on the dharma vein, and I will teach you a technique in the name of senior brother, and what happens after that depends entirely on you."

He cut out a piece of yellow paper and handed it to Zhan Changfeng along with a cinnabar pen, letting her choose.

When Zhan Changfeng heard "Yi", he realized that what he was going to teach was not as simple as a spell, so he came to attend the class, and there was nothing to hesitate at this time.

Write down the name on the yellow paper and give it to Mr. Yao Yu. Mr. Yao Yu held the yellow paper between his fingers, chanted the sacrificial song to convey the meaning to the dharma line, then lit the yellow paper, took three sticks of incense to Zhan Changfeng, and passed it on The gate rules say, "Because you are only registering your name, the gate rules are not very restrictive. You only need to do three things. First, you must not pass on the skills I taught to the outside world. , Don’t pretend to be an unintentional disciple outside.”

"Incense!"

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(End of this chapter)