Taoist chanting

Walking among the dark mountains of the main peak of Guizai Ridge, with rugged rocks and few trees, Zhao Zhu'er casually picked a thin, withered yellow dog's tail flower and held it to play with, with a careless expression.

"Shopkeeper, I'll go back to the Western Continent to practice after I finish setting up the formation in Guizai Ridge. If you have time, you can come to Wenzhai Academy with Sister Yun."

"Your 'Zhu'er Palace' is not personally watching the construction?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile, he knew that Junior Sister Zhu'er was worried about Wenzhai Academy and wanted to go back to train younger disciples.

"Shopkeeper, your level of naming is worse than that of Lu Zijin, who has little ink in his stomach."

Zhao Zhu'er wrinkled her nose in disgust, then smiled and pulled Yun Qiuhe into the middle, blocking the threat of the priest's beating, and said, "I've thought of the name a long time ago, it's called 'Shadow Bamboo Palace', and I'm going to plant on the left and right sides of the palace. Bamboo, open up bamboo gardens, build curved bamboo water corridors, "moonlight through the curtain and wind into the bamboo", it is very beautiful to think about."

"Why don't you take in a few apprentices, Zhu'er? Leave the mantle to pass on to others, and someone will help you take care of the Shadow Bamboo Hall."

Yun Qiuhe suggested.

"Accepting apprentices is very troublesome. If you talk about fate and conduct, you can consider accepting one or two registered disciples. You don't need to be particularly talented. Be honest and work hard. I will report to the head of the mountain later and ask him to help me choose a few. Come to Guizailing and let me observe for a few days."

Zhao Zhu'er had never thought of accepting apprentices before, she preached and taught many disciples, so she suddenly turned to ask the temple master an old-fashioned question: "Treasurer, what is Tao?"

Zhang Guanzhu glanced at the little junior sister who became serious through Yun Qiuhe, and said with a smile: "It is said that there are three thousand roads, and the same goal comes by different routes"..."

Zhao Zhu'er dissatisfied and shouted: "Shopkeeper, don't put me off, tell me about the 'Tao' you know, and let me learn a lot."

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to invite: "Talk about it first, let's throw bricks to attract jade."

Zhao Zhu'er was so angry that he pinched Yun Qiuhe, who was covering his mouth and laughing. After thinking for a moment, he threw the dog's tail flower pinched halfway to the side of the road, and said softly: "Listen to the sound of rain falling, watch the birds prey, Observing the smoke from cooking at the bottom of the world, and living in darkness in the city... these are all ways in my opinion."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly: "Everything gets worse, the root of the Tao."

"What do you mean? Shopkeeper, don't play charades."

Zhao Zhu'er asked with doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Wenfeng explained: "A Taoist sage once said that the Tao is in the ant hole, and the Tao is in the hidden places that are not easy to see or even dirty like bricks and rubble." It's getting worse', the more you go to the bottom, the more you can see the truth, it probably means this, congratulations to Junior Sister Zhuer for finding the direction of Tao."

Zhao Zhu'er's eyes shone brightly, recalling the meaning of "everything gets worse", and asked again: "Which Taoist sage is it? I must read the classics of this sage."

She has read a lot of books, but she is very unfamiliar with such remarks that fit her mood, which is too unreasonable.

There was also doubt in Yun Qiuhe's eyes, she had never heard of it.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed dryly, and said: "It was said by a Taoist saint in another world, don't believe it, the world is beyond imagination, the master of the secret realm I know has gone to another world, Qiu He has seen it before... ..."

Yun Qiuhe and Zhao Zhu'er immediately understood that it was the Tao of other saints relayed by the mysterious and powerful Mo Ye and the temple master.

"Teachable!"

Zhao Zhu'er cupped her hands in the air, she knew the direction in her mind, and she still asked, "Shopkeeper, what is Tao?"

Under the watchful eyes of the two women, Zhang Wenfeng said slowly: "The sun and the moon shine without being burned, the stars are sequenced without being listed, the animals are born without man-made, the wind is automatic without a fan, the water flows without being pushed, and the grass and trees are without one." Human beings live by themselves, they breathe by themselves without breathing, and so on.

What he said had another meaning, which caused the two women to fall into deep thought.

The avenue is speechless, the great sound has no sound, the elephant has no form, and whatever you think in your heart can be the way.

"I have to stay at Shanmen for another ten or twenty years."

Zhao Zhu'er said so, pulling Yun Qiuhe's arm, grinning and duplicity adding: "I want to spend more time with Sister Qiuhe, and I want to watch my Shadow Bamboo Palace be built."

Zhang Guanzhu gave a contemptuous look, and admitted that "listening to a gentleman's words is better than ten years of reading" is it difficult?

Although he is also a plagiarized sage.

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Returning to the Fairy Spirit Temple, Zhang Wenfeng summoned Gao Leng, the new deacon of the Waiting Hall, and asked him about some things.

Zhuang Yu has been out of office for more than three years, and he practiced devoutly, ignoring external things.

Gao Leng flipped through the brochure that he carried with him, and said that Chen Qingqiao, the master of Qingshui Temple, traveled alone four years ago and has not returned so far. He did not pay special attention to where he went.

Zhang Wenfeng told Gao Leng, who was serious about things, not to pay attention to Chen Guanzhu's whereabouts, ordered a few things, drank a few cups of tea, and served tea to see off the guests.

Before killing the devil, he had sent a flying sword message to Chen Qingqiao. The flying sword was hovering in the air, unable to determine Chen Guanzhu's position, so he gave up.

Little Ni'er escaped from Hualongtan, he has no chores that involve energy, he can concentrate on feeling the changes of the four seasons, experiencing the cold and heat of the world, sorting out inspirations in the sect, immersing himself in new learning supernatural powers and practicing for some years, nothing important may not happen in a hundred years Leave the Eastern Continent.

It takes a lot of time to practice every step forward in Guiyijing.

Before that, he still has one important thing to do, Shi Nanguan, the deacon of Jingyitang.

After receiving the summons, Shi Nanguan walked into the west hall of the old Taoist temple, saluted at the door, and said with a smile: "Monastery master, you finally remembered that your old disciple is here, and I greet you."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and motioned to sit down, looked at the little fat man with three long beards and a jade-like smile. Among all the disciples, he was the only one who had no scruples about his words and smiles. He also tested a few remote scriptures and classics, and the little fat man answered them fluently, and the depth of his study of the scriptures made him, the temple master, feel ashamed.

Everyone's energy is limited, and after he advanced to the fifth level, he has already turned his mind to the Dao of Laws of Heaven and Earth.

"I called you here today, and you have something to do with competent people."

"My lord, please give me instructions."

"The Daoist classics are as numerous as a sea of ​​mist. For many years, no monks have taken the time to correct errors and omissions. I hope you will take the lead and spend time collecting the classics of the five continents as much as possible. I invite colleagues to sort out the classic books of the three Taoist ancestors and the twelve Taoist saints, and classify them." Seriously, the merits of this matter are immeasurable, and perhaps after 50 years or [-] years, you can benefit even further invisibly. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Wenfeng looked into the old disciple's eyes and said slowly.

The word "serious scripture" is a great saying in Taoism, and it is the pinnacle of the Taoist ancestor's words. The classics annotated by other Taoist sages can only be called "side classics" and "classics". A layer, called a "set".

He needs to read through the "Orthodox Classics" of Taoist Ancestor, and understand the ancient scrolls in the sea of ​​knowledge by analogy, so as to prepare for the promotion to the sixth level in the future.

Shi Nanguan stood up solemnly, bowed and said, "Dare you not to obey your orders!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Why didn't he think of it? After doing this, just as the master of the temple said, "the merit is immeasurable".

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