one person is right

Chapter 536

"Cultivation is no longer a secret?"

Walking on the bustling streets, listening to the voices gathered from all over Chang'an, Chen Cuo felt as if he had been separated from another world.

He could hear many people in various parts of the city talking about monks, their amazing supernatural powers, and legends of fighting skills; he could even hear many practitioners sitting in teahouses and taverns, in front of ordinary people, Talking about anecdotes and strange events in the practice world.

Turning his eyes, Chen Cuo discovered the ripples of supernatural powers, the brilliance of magic weapons, and the aftertaste of spells in several places in Chang'an City!
He spread out his palm, and a little bit of purple starlight flickered, and the stars gathered together, pointing in one direction.

Chen Cuo raised his foot and walked forward.

"The times are different." Next to him, Ting Yi, who looked like a girl, was holding a candied haws in his hand, and followed step by step, "At the beginning, the Lu family used Sui Emperor Yang Jian as a pawn and made him set foot on the path of God. It also let Yang Jian know the power of supernatural powers, especially..."

She glanced at Chen Cuo, and said with a light smile: "In the battle of Chang'an, Yang Jian knew that there was a figure like you who was comparable to the Lu family, so how could he ignore you? Of course, you have to show something. Your grand ceremony in Taihua Mountain is organized by This is where it comes from. And if there is something good in the top, it must be bad in the bottom, and over time, the theory of supernatural powers will of course prevail in the world."

While talking, Ting Yi pointed to the imperial city in the distance.

"Furthermore, the royal family of the Tang Kingdom is not only close to your Taihua Mountain, but also has an origin with Buddhism. Even the Yin Division looks up to them. The Li family can be regarded as broad-minded. They can't help but say that Chang'an is of course everything. It can be said."

Chen Cuo asked, "Can't help it?"

Ting Yi replied with a smile: "At least, there is no prohibition yet."

Chen Cuo nodded, and walked forward, with all kinds of lights shining in his eyes, as if he had passed through the long river of time, watching many changes.

He had seen many of the scenery along the way 40 years ago.

"I see."

After a few breaths, his face suddenly revealed.

"In the First World War, the entire city was affected and almost half destroyed. The people in the city were also affected and left a brand in their hearts. Not only Yang Jian, but also the people in the city. They lived together for 40 years. Multiplying, migrating and immigrating, gradually filling all parts of the world, naturally bringing the imprint of supernatural powers everywhere. However, behind this, there is obviously a shadow of artificial promotion, because the speed of evolution is a bit too fast."

"Someone pushes the theory of supernatural powers to spread?" Ting Yi swallowed the candied haws in his mouth, "Everyone in the world has nothing to gain. If someone pushes behind the scenes, what is the plan?"

"Conspiracy?"

For some reason, in Chen Cuo's mind, he recalled the scene of distributing the "Painted Skin" article in order to get the Tongming Pill after he first woke up and met the half-hearted Taoist.

"People's popularity can be used as an introduction to medicine, and legends and stories may not necessarily be a ladder. In Chang'an, the answer should be hidden, because everything that has been going on for 40 years can be traced back to this point!"

As he spoke, the purple light in Chen Cuo's hand shook suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he disappeared in place with a shake of his body.

Seeing this, Ting Yi first turned his head and glanced towards the sky, then retracted his gaze and followed.

With a flash of light and shadow, the two appeared in front of a Taoist temple.

Ting Yi raised his head and looked at the door plaque, his expression changed.

"Juxian Temple."

She looked at Chen Cuo, and said in a low voice: "The word 'ju' has a different weight now."

"Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't come here." Chen Cuo said, raised his finger, and wrote the word "absolutely" in the air.

This word is [-]% and isolates the inside and outside.

A faint radiance enveloped him and Ting Yi.

After finishing these, Chen Cuo Shi ran in, and with a glance, he saw that the top of the main hall was shrouded in a floating glow, which seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not be radiated or stretched out.

"Compared to Buddhist temples, Taoist temples are much simpler."

After a few steps, he arrived in front of the main hall.

Along the way, there were several small road boys patrolling and guarding, but they turned a blind eye to the arrival of Chen Cuo and the two, allowing them to drive straight into the main hall.

There was a commotion in the hall, many people had already gathered, dressed in different ways, some were dressed as Confucian scholars, some looked like Taoist priests, some wore samurai bunts, some held hammers, like blacksmiths.Some even have a face full of flesh and a fat body.

Chen Cuo looked around and saw that all of these people had cultivation bases in their bodies, and the few leading ones were even more knowledgeable, vaguely touching the threshold of longevity!
But the strange thing is that this group of people is almost attacking each other and berating each other.

"Although the so-called Confucian way is spread all over the world, it is limited to words and tongues. With the help of people in the temple, how can it be regarded as the most accurate way in the world?"

"Confucianism doesn't count, so martial arts don't count! When you are young, you are competitive, and when you are old, you suffer from illnesses, and some of them die in your prime, so is it considered a high-grade and accurate way?"

"You two, stop arguing. Confucianism is partial to literature, and martial arts is extreme. On the other hand, our method of remedies saves people, cures diseases, prolongs life, and its profoundness is no less than the method of Waidan among his monks. It can be the first one!"

"No! The way of parting that I practice is rooted in the seven emotions and six desires, and I can see the truth of the soul. According to the records of my teacher, there were ancestors who used this method to achieve longevity! Such a cruel... accurate way is worthy of the name of top grade!"

"It's nonsense! The seven emotions and six desires, five aggregates and six thieves are all wrong! If you practice deeply and the human heart is dominated by emotions, you will become madmen and lunatics! Therefore, you Xianhua sect's successive suzerains are all deviant in the end. Disciple! On the other hand, look at our supreme way, get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, and concentrate on cultivation, only then can we touch the palace of longevity!"

"Fart! You wait for the so-called getting rid of emotions and desires! It's clearly a slant of the sword, and the extreme thoughts of good people!"

"Foul words are unbearable!"

……

As they spoke, most of the people in the room were furious, and their swords were on edge for a moment, as if a fierce battle was about to break out at any moment!
When Ting Yi saw the people in this room, he couldn't help being amazed, and said: "The people in this room are all masters, and they are the inheritors of some incomplete way, why are they gathered here? "

As she spoke, she squinted slightly, and noticed that the purple stars in Chen Cuo's palm were beating endlessly, faintly getting out of control, and falling towards a person in the corner of the hall.

Chen Cuo withdrew his palm and pinched a little bit of starlight in his hand, and his eyes fell on the man.

This is a middle-aged man with rough skin. Although his face is handsome, it is full of signs of time. He is dressed in coarse linen clothes. He stands in the crowd like an old farmer and is difficult to be spotted.

But his pair of pupils were glowing brightly.

"He is?" Seeing this person, Ting Yi looked him up and down a few times, then he became suspicious, so he looked at Chen Cuo and said, "It seems to have something to do with you."

Before Chen Cuo could speak, the person in the innermost part of the main hall said: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment and listen to what the old man has to say."

The person who spoke was an old man in his fifties. Although he looked old, he was hale and hearty.
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone shut their mouths and looked at him.

"Everyone, we are all inheritors of the broken way. What we gather here today is nothing more than to take advantage of the trend and go to the Tang Dynasty. Not to mention making great achievements, we can also spread our own way, really find an opportunity, and set foot on longevity! The Longevity List will be established, and if you can be listed among them, you will be able to get your wish!" The old man said with a look of emotion on his face, "If everything is true to its origin, it will undoubtedly be longevity! Our bodies shall prevail! Taoist preachers have always been discriminated against by various schools and sects, saying that we are walking on the wrong path and short-circuiting, so why should we belittle each other?"

"What Duke Meng said is true!"

"Makes sense! Makes sense!"

"Also ask Mr. Meng to introduce us!"

Everyone echoed for a while, and the tense atmosphere disappeared in an instant, appearing to be in harmony.

"Longevity List..."

Chen Cuo chewed these three words thoughtfully.

"Sure enough, he is a cultivator with a broken way!" Ting Yi squinted his eyes, looked at the old man surnamed Meng, and found the clue, "He gathered these people together for his own practice! Good intentions, broken way Congenitally deficient, not favored by the world, practice is often half the result with half the effort, and there are many catastrophes, but if you can turn this room full of crippled Taoists into firewood and food, you can also get things done by chance! This is the practice of the gods. Are all people so scheming?"

While she was feeling emotional, Meng Gong said again: "Of course, referrals are necessary, but the most important thing right now is to rectify the names of each family on the Longevity List! For longevity, if you don’t live forever, everything will be empty! The old man’s way of the gods was obtained from the ancient sages, martial sages and princes. When the longevity list is established, it should be able to occupy a place, but..."

"Longevity is only incidental to practice, not the purpose of practice."

But at this time, unexpectedly, a voice popped out, interrupting Meng Gong's words.

Meng Gong stopped talking, looked over, and then smiled and said: "It turns out that you are a sackcloth walker. I heard that your teacher is Fuyao. Although the Tao of Rise and Fall has not been named for a long time, it has some merits. Could it be that the old man said that with Is there any discrepancy in the correct way you cultivate? It’s okay, let’s say it, the purpose of today’s gathering is to discuss the existence of the way, to promote each other, there are no taboos!”

After he finished speaking, everyone in the hall turned their heads and looked into the corner.

"I don't dare to talk about Taoism, and I don't dare to mistake Fuyao as a teacher." The man in coarse linen sighed and bowed his hands at the crowd, "It's just a coincidence that I got a few tricks from a real person, how dare I Pretend to pass on to others? However, we must stick to our own way in our practice. What Meng Gong said is not in line with my heart. If I agree with my words for a momentary benefit, it will violate my heart, and my way will be damaged. Therefore, I speak out to show my heart .”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sneer.

"Well, a mere person who picks up relics who is superficial in the new way dares to talk about the mind of the Tao. Do you also know what the mind of the Tao is?"

A young man in a moon white Taoist robe stood up from the front row, shaking his head and sighing, his face full of regret.

"Your path is wrong."

(End of this chapter)