Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 37
Facing Daoist Ning's scrutinizing eyes and Daoist Gu's playful and provocative sizing, Chen Mou had a sense of familiarity with the interview back then. He was confident, and said bluntly: "I am a talent!"

The four words were spoken sonorously and forcefully, bursting with confidence.

There is also a famous saying of classic pretentiousness, which he held back in his heart and did not reveal it.

"Pfft", Gu Zeng burst into laughter without the image of a Jindan master.

Ning Weizhi didn't smile, and her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly frowned. She was different from Senior Brother Gu who was more than 200 years old in the world of knight-errants.

"I have mastered the art of forging low-level magic tools, and I can release my energy and cast sword energy in less than a year."

Chen Mou followed the established train of thought.

It's not that his mother-in-law is selling melons and boasting. These two achievements are outstanding among the casual cultivators in the market.

He secretly thought that he could easily pass the upcoming examination of the five sects' outer disciples.

This is his selling point and highlight.

He can travel back and forth between two different worlds, this is his core secret, and he can't tell it out even if he is killed.

With a contemptuous expression of "that's it", Gu Zeng asked, "Do you know the refining and smelting techniques of magic weapon materials, the several ratios of magic weapon materials, and the forging of magic weapon materials with ordinary iron materials?" As soon as the skin touched it, he threw out a fluffy nonsense: "Have you built the foundation yet?"

Chen Mou was a little stunned by the blow, and he was emboldened by evil. He asked in return: "Then have you built the foundation?"

He doesn't know how to refine and smelt, and doesn't know how to mix materials. He is just a person who has only come into contact with forging skills.

Besides, what's so great about craftsmanship without technical difficulty?

This question is a good question. Gu Zeng drank the cold tea in one gulp, and said proudly: "This is no nonsense, of course I have established the foundation, and my junior sister has also established the foundation. Do you want us to recommend you?"

Chen Mou heard that the two people on the opposite side were both Foundation Establishment monks. He picked up the pot and poured [-]% tea into the empty teacup in front of Gu Zeng slowly. Taking the opportunity to sort out his thoughts and calm the ripples in his heart, he poured another full cup for himself .

The business is probably losing money today. If he doesn't drink one more drink, he won't be able to sleep at night.

I complained from the bottom of my heart, Daoist Ning, a dignified foundation-building monk, went to Lun Dao Hall to pretend to be a teaching mage, and gave lectures to qi refining casual practitioners. Isn't this deceiving individual visitors?
"Disrespect, disrespect!"

Chen Mou bowed his hands respectfully, and said: "Since both of you are masters of foundation building, you should see the potential of your subordinates. For me, building a foundation is only a matter of time. It is convenient for you to do a little effort. Joining your sect as an outer disciple will definitely reward you in the future."

He has given up hope, the status and status of the two parties are too far apart.

Most of the people he came into contact with in Fangshi were old Youtiao qi refining casual cultivators, and he heard a lot of bad things about Zongmen monks who were difficult to deal with. He's out of luck.

Ning Weizhi interrupted suddenly and asked: "From last winter to now, how many times have you entered the 'Pure Pure Realm' state, Fellow Daoist Chen? If it's inconvenient, you don't have to mention it."

When Chen Mou was reminded, he almost slapped himself, putting the cart before the horse.

His ability to show off is almost worthless in the eyes of Daoist Gu, or he has seen too much and has no sense, and the doubts about the Dao realm that he asked Daoist Ning for advice at the beginning are the best way to find gold in cow dung. Something that the Taoist priest cares about.

"Three times, each time helped me break through a little bit."

Chen Mou told the truth and stopped exaggerating. He was very grateful to Daoist Ning for his advice.

Gu Zeng finally understood why the little guy had an impenetrable aura that attracted him to stay longer.

There is an old saying in the world of comprehension, "Cultivation is easy and cultivation is difficult." For those who have achieved success in cultivation, it has nothing to do with casual cultivation without enough food and clothing.

Looking at Chen Mou up and down, Gu Zeng praised: "Not bad, boy, no wonder you dare to say that you are a talent, how old is this year?"

"Eight out of twenty."

"What scriptures have you read, and how many years have you practiced?"

Gu Teng continued to ask, and heard that the other party had been in contact with the practice for less than four years, and the scriptures he had read were miscellaneous and unsystematic, and he was able to cultivate a "pure state". It is probably inseparable from the "Qing Jing Sutra" presented by his junior sister. Having already said it through the sound transmission, he turned to ask a huge problem:

"Please use your shallow knowledge to talk about the 'Tao' you understand. What is Tao and where is Tao?"

This is also a thousand-year-old problem that many monks occasionally ask themselves.

Chen Mou sorted out the Taoism knowledge he had come into contact with in his previous life, and there seemed to be a lot of fragments.

His former research direction was archeology, but he could also come up with popular sayings like "Tao can be Tao but not constant Tao", and they all belong to the category of antique cultural relics.

Using the few Daoist scriptures he came across in Fangshi to answer the questions will definitely not satisfy Daoist Gu's tricky appetite.

He had just seen a little hope, and he had to come up with some novel arguments to get the other party to recognize his talent.

Seeing the fake Taoist priest on the opposite side thinking seriously, Ning Weizhi also became interested, picked up the teapot, poured some tea for the senior brother and her teacup, and poured [-]% full for the other side.

She is different from her senior brother, she is stuck at the bottleneck of foundation establishment and consummation, for many years, her senior brother is a big realm higher than her.

The senior brother asked her to go out to kill the thousand-year-old ghost this time, it was to give her a chance to accumulate merits, if it wasn't her turn to step up and fight, she just had to protect herself.

Chen Mou suddenly remembered a little Taoist story he had read. He remembered it deeply. He took a sip from the teacup and let his mind go blank. Perception is so vast and boundless.”

Gu Zeng shook his head: "It's too general, let's be more specific."

Hugh had to play tricks with him, he had eaten more salt than the little one had traveled.

Chen Mou said: "The way lies in the ants."

Gu Rong froze for a moment, he was really small enough, "Please continue!"

"In the barnyard grass."

"Oh, it's even more humble, which is interesting."

Gu Zeng is different from the old cultivator who has been sitting and practicing on the mountain all year round. He spends most of his time wandering down the mountain.

"In the bricks and tiles, in the excrement, in the smoke and fire of the world.

"All things are not separated from the Dao. Comprehensive, universal, and everything are the names of Dao. Dao is infinite in terms of vastness, and has no omissions in terms of smallness. Therefore, all things have Dao. Dao is vast and all-encompassing. , the Tao is far-reaching and immeasurable."

Chen Mou finished speaking in one breath, and it was almost enough, and his lack of metaphysical ink would bottom out after the test.

Gu Zeng and his junior sister looked at each other, this little guy really has goods, did he find a treasure when he went out?
In particular, the little guy's words of "fireworks in the world" won his approval.

This is how he practiced his way.

It's hard to imagine that a newborn calf who has been in Fangshi for four years and has read some Taoist scriptures and miscellaneous books can have such a novel and unique insight. The first joke he thought was "I am a talent" really didn't say it wrong.

It's just that the little guy is not humble at all, he is so shameless and boundless.

He appreciates it very much.

Gu Cheng smiled and picked up the teacup, saluted the young man who looked calm but his heart was beating wildly, don't think he couldn't hear it, he didn't mean to let the other party pass the test, he seized the flaw and asked a proposition .

"Since you know that the 'Tao' you seek lies in ants, barnyard weeds, bricks, and excrement... This is a bit indecent and disgusting, so why don't you continue your journey in the market closest to these things? Seeking the way? What are you doing in my sect without seeking far away?"

Ning Weizhi's mouth curled into a smile, which was covered with a teacup.

Brother Gu's viciousness and cunning are well-known in the cultivation world, at least in Changzhou. He is a famous ghost, and he is not afraid of hurting his reputation and Jindan's face if he messes with a junior.

That's right, senior brother doesn't care about those things at all.

If fame could be exchanged for a jug of wine, Senior Brother Gu would have sold it in exchange for wine.

She was also a little curious, how the brave young fellow Taoist in front of her, who seemed unable to feel the invisible pressure on the realm, would answer this strange question of attacking the other's shield with one's spear?
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(End of this chapter)