Taoist chanting

Chapter 796 is unknown to outsiders

"A disciple of the sage went back to the street market one day and heard a dispute between a cloth buyer and the shopkeeper. The cloth buyer said loudly: '23 is 24, why do you charge me [-]?'

The shopkeeper of the cloth shop tried his best to reason, went back to listen for a while, walked up to the cloth buyer, and said with a salute: "Brother, March 24 is 23, how could it be [-]?"You are wrong. '

Unconvinced, the cloth buyer pointed to Hui's nose and said, "Who are you?"The only way to judge is to find a sage, and only the sage has the final say on whether it is wrong or not!Come on, let's find him to judge! '

He replied: "What should the sage do if he judges you wrong?" '

The cloth buyer said: "If I make a mistake, I will lose my title."What if you are wrong? '

Replied: "If I am wrong, I will lose my crown." '"

The two made a bet and went up the mountain to find the saint.The sage asked about the situation, smiled back and said, "23 is [-]!"Come back, you lose, take off the crown and give it to others. '

Huihui never quarreled with the saint. He listened to the saint's comment that he was wrong, took off his hat, and honestly handed it to the cloth buyer. The man took the hat and walked away proudly.Regarding the sage's judgment, he obeyed the sage on the surface, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart. He thought the sage was confused, so he didn't want to follow the sage to ask for advice..."

Confucianism Cultivator Rong Shuzhi in the Eastern Continent used a soothing tone, facing many children and teenagers studying in the academy, and told the short story of "the sage and the Hui".

After finishing the clip of "Don't shelter in a thousand-year-old tree, don't do anything if you don't know how to kill someone", go back to the mountain and ask the sage, who said, "Which is more important, the head or the crown? If you lose, you lose your life" principle, so let's go back and apologize.

There was a whisper of "so that's it" in the school.

Several short stories are full of twists and turns, fascinating, interesting, and simple and clear. What's rare is the meaning of benevolence and righteousness in the small things, which children and teenagers like to listen to and accept.

The academy masters, masters and others who were watching showed understanding smiles on their faces, and they were full of admiration.

Lu Changyuan, Gu Qingrong and other monks in Confucian shirts walked in, and greeted Rong Shuzhi with a good manner.

Lu Changyuan also recognized the fifth-level Confucianism cultivator in front of him who came to travel from the Eastern Continent. He was a fat boy who he wanted to take as an apprentice back then, but he was very regretful. Get up, let him have no master-student fate with the young man he caught in a glance.

A good seedling has grown up.

"Mr. Rong is a great talent. He explained the sage's knowledge of "seeing micro-knowledge" in a simple and simple way. Lu admires it!"

"Mr. Lu is polite, Rong is showing off superficiality and disturbing all Qingxiu."

"Mr. Rong is humble. Please move to Haoran Academy. Lu has doubts in his heart for many years and can't answer it. He wants to ask Mr. Rong. Please give him your advice."

Lu Changyuan sincerely invited.

These days, he heard that the fifth-level Confucianism cultivators who came to visit the Eastern Continent went to various academies and schools to give lectures to Mengtong. They were all such small stories, which were very popular among the students in academies and schools. The way the sage learned made his eyes shine.

Wen Yun is ethereal and difficult to grasp, but it exists.

He discovered something that he had neglected before. Mr. Rong's method of promoting the saint's knowledge of "benevolence and righteousness", "rules" and "propriety" allowed him to find a new direction.

Rong Shuzhi said a few words of politeness and humility, and followed the crowd.

Inspired by Zhang Guanzhu's lectures to his apprentices, he deliberately spent a lot of time sorting out many small unofficial stories about saints that were circulated among the people or recorded in ancient books.

Small stories, big questions.

Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and each feels differently.

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Zhang Wenfeng spends most of the day flipping through the books copied by his disciples. In the rest of the time, apart from normal homework, practice, feeding and accepting Lihuo, and comprehending the rules of sword intent, he is sorting out and thinking about some spells and experiences he has learned from the books.

Occasionally, when I have free time, I discuss with Zhou Fushi, Su Xianyuan, Wan Boqi and other Jindan monks about their spiritual practice, and give advice to Su Qin, Ge Xiaoxing and others on their spiritual practice.

He stood at a different height, and what he was talking about, compared to the obscure and ambiguous in the classics, he tried his best to be as straightforward as possible, unless it involved the direction of the avenue and the original inheritance, he would not hesitate to say what he could say.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed, and by feeding a large amount of fire crystals, wood fire, etc., Li Huo, who was weak after refining, finally recovered some of his vitality, and he was no longer sick.

Zhang Wenfeng put his right hand fingers together like a sword, and waved lightly at the empty space in front of Jianping.

A ray of hair-like light flashed in the air, and the boulder that had been slashed by his sword a hundred feet away burst into flames, "Boom", countless gravels splashed, and the stone more than twenty feet in size disappeared. No, there was a huge crater that was emitting white gas, and the blazing high temperature distorted the air, but it did not affect the nearby trees and grass ten feet away.

"Congratulations, Zhang Daoyou, your kendo talent is so enviable. Through refining this Lihuo, you have mastered the rule power of 'Lihuo Sword Intent', so overbearing the power to condense fire into a sword!"

Inside the condensed water bead, there was a subtle sound transmission of You Mengchang.

The smile on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth widened, and he said: "I just realized a little bit of superficiality. Compared with the power of flowing swords and rules, each has its own merits, and its attack power is even better."

He ignored Li Huo who was entangled in the fire beads and became sick and dying, as long as he couldn't die, he would use Li Huo to death.

There is nothing to talk about with Yi Huo who pretends to be pitiful, he knows that the little thing doesn't agree with him.

The power of Lihuo Sword Intent rules is eclectic, roaring, violent, docile, flexible, changeable, etc. He is now able to comprehend violent, easy to destroy and difficult to build, which is a surprise.

"You Lao, how is the refining of the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword going?"

Zhang Wenfeng selected a complete trunk of the soul-gathering wood dug out from the ruins of the secret realm of Caomuling with great painstaking efforts by the guardian earth, and handed it to You Lao to help him refine it into a sword weapon. Later, he would have to carve runes on both sides of the wooden sword himself. , Mantra, and then use Yuan Qi to warm and nourish slowly, and move the natal sword energy that resides in the Xuanyuan Sword to the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword.

It took decades of hard work to temper the wooden sword into his natal sword.

The word natal is related to the future of the road.

"Don't worry, the refining of the Soul Gathering Wooden Sword can't be sloppy. I need to spend more time processing the materials. The Dragon Claw Blood Blade can almost imbue spirits."

Yu Mengchang said and fell into silence again.

……

In the twilight, Camelback Mountain is thirty miles away.

Standing on the rock, Chen Qingqiao was covered in white mist. He was struggling against the influence of the evil spirit of the dragon soul. With the help of the incomparable pressure exerted by the old dragon, he endured the pain to temper his soul and body.

Opportunities often coexist with dangers, and he chooses to look for opportunities amidst dangers.

The insidious old dragon occasionally exploded suddenly, trying to drag him into a situation where he would never be able to recover, but every time he escaped "advancedly and dangerously", the two sides seemed to be exhausted.

Evenly matched, the danger is unknown to outsiders.

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(End of this chapter)