dream bubble

Chapter 13
There are no red pillars and green tiles, lanterns, silk colors, and delicious utensils. There are only stone houses, log tables and chairs, pots and pans made of copper and iron, rough pottery crocks, and white porcelain bowls and spoons, but it is quite lively.

In the small room, there were three large round tables filled with chicken, duck and fish, and several large wine jars piled up in the corner.

All of this is filial to the helmsman.

The two sides do not know each other, the rudder master is called Su Mingcheng, and his level is not too high, but because he is a sword repairer, he is also number one in the Xinle Club, and among the twelve rudder masters, he ranks third.

The food and wine were all prepared by Master Su. He not only apologized to Xie Xiaoyu, but also wanted to make friends.

Sitting at the main table was of course Xie Xiaoyu, Su Mingcheng was with him, and the uncle was on the other side.The old mine boss, Uncle He, sat at the head seat at the other table. This mining area is headed by him, so he is naturally invited.

Su Mingcheng picked up a jar and was about to fill it with Xie Xiaoyu.

Xie Xiaoyu blocked it with his hand, and said lightly: "I don't drink alcohol. Practitioners avoid alcohol and sex. Master Su, you and I are both sword cultivators. Wine is even more taboo for sword cultivators. Uncle, you are the most Well, don’t drink it, you can start because of epiphany, if you want to go down this road, you’d better be pure-hearted and ascetic.”

"Isn't that a monk?" Li Jinbao interrupted and asked.

His words were exchanged for a chestnut.

"I won't speak anymore." The son was frightened by his father's beating.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Only then did Su Mingcheng realize the strangeness of the uncle, and a look of surprise could not help but appear in his eyes.

Before coming here, he had already touched the background of this group of people. The "Lishi Sutra" that the uncle practiced was bought, and the time for cultivation was extremely short.

With the uncle's aptitude and age, Su Mingcheng took it for granted that Xie Xiaoyu was able to achieve something.

A person who can create his own swordsmanship will not be surprised by any miracles.

"Come here, exchange tea." The helmsman shouted loudly.

Those of his men were not surprised.Unlike bumpkins like Uncle, they have seen real monks before. Real monks are a group of boring people who meditate all day long and eat simple vegetables, tofu and white rice, and only drink water.

"Your Excellency must be a member of the sect?" Su Duozhu asked.

"It used to be." Xie Xiaoyu said with a hint of bitterness.

Su Duozhu immediately understood that this person either broke through the door, or was assigned to come here.

"You must be one of the best in the sect." He didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only say some compliments.

"I can only be considered above average. Those who count among the best are a group of heaven's favored ones." Xie Xiaoyu's tone this time was quite calm. He was confident that after two years of practice, he would be able to compete with these heaven's favored ones, but now It's still a little worse.

"Is this impossible?" Master Su's face suddenly changed.

He was indeed intimidated.

In his opinion, a genius like Xie Xiaoyu must be the most important disciple in the sect. If this is only at the middle level, wouldn't the top disciples of the sect be so strong?
"What are you doing lying to you?" Xie Xiaoyu snorted lightly: "I'm not a member of the sect, so I can't even imagine how powerful the sect is."

"That's right." Master Su could only nod his head, he could feel that this was not a lie, but he added in his heart that it must be one of several top sects, ordinary sects can't be so scary.

"I'll tell you one more thing, I'm a disciple of the Sutra Pavilion." Xie Xiaoyu smacked Su Tuozhu's heart again.

The uncle couldn't understand, but Master Su could understand, not only did he understand, but he was also stupid.He has never entered the sect, but he has heard of some things.

In the sect, the best disciples must be personally trained by the head of the school, and they will inherit the head of the school in the future.

The second-class disciples will be placed in the battle hall, which is generally called "Jiange" or "White Tiger Pavilion" in Taoist sects.Buddhist sects are generally called "Prajna Hall" or "Arhat Hall".

As for places like the Sutra Pavilion, there is basically no oil and water. There may be one or two relatively powerful figures among the elders, and the disciples are average, basically belonging to the category of odd jobs.

Master Su felt that he was about to collapse.

He originally thought that this person was at least from the sword hall, so his level was not high, but his combat power was terrifying, but he didn't expect that he was actually a handyman in the scripture storage pavilion.

The oddballs in the martial arts sect are so powerful, he might as well give up.

"No wonder you knew what Jingxi family's 'thunderbolt' I was practicing before just by looking at it." The uncle suddenly realized.

"It's Jingxilong's family." Li Jinbao hurriedly reminded him that although he was stunned, he had a good memory and firmly remembered everything he had heard.

"I want you to talk too much." The old man was shamed and immediately stared.

Su Duozhu was so impressed, he had heard before that the people sent out by the sect often had extensive knowledge, and after serving them, they would definitely benefit from a little bit of advice.

Thinking of this, Su Mingcheng became more courteous, and he stopped shouting, Your Excellency, and simply called Brother together with the uncle.

Seeing that the helmsman was willing to lower his head halfway, Xie Xiaoyu felt better. He pointed at Su Mingcheng and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your swordsmanship is a mixture of different families. There is no one method. Your master The cultivation method is a bit special, I have never seen it, or even heard of it. But I can be sure of one thing, you have taken the wrong path from the beginning."

Su Mingcheng's face turned pale, and he asked sincerely, "Where did I go wrong?"

He didn't think that Xie Xiaoyu was deceiving him, because his main practice method was indeed very special, and it belonged to the side door of the side door.

As for saying that he went the wrong way when he first came up, it was already flattering him. He didn't know how to walk from the beginning, he just stepped on the watermelon rind and slipped wherever he went.

It's not just him, his master-disciple inheritance, his master, and his master's master are all the same, so there is no one who has formally stepped into the Taoism after more than ten generations of inheritance.

"There are countless spells in the world, with complex contexts, vastly different, and mutual reference, and blending together, but fundamentally speaking, there are only two words 'Tao' and 'Fa'. Even the devil's way, the evil way, and heresy ways are all ways. , not to mention Buddhism and Taoism, the only difference is which one is more important, which is more important? Is it the way? Or the law? One..." Xie Xiaoyu talked eloquently.

After talking for about a quarter of an hour, he turned back to the topic and said to Su Mingcheng: "Your lineage is obviously the foundation of the unity of Taoism and Law, but you are following the path that Law precedes Tao."

Su Mingcheng blinked his eyes, he is a casual cultivator, and the people he usually makes friends with are also casual cultivators, where did he hear this.He always thought that things like "Tao" had nothing to do with him.

"What is the unity of Taoism and law?" He became more and more respectful.

"Tao and law are one, the way is the law, and the law is also the way. Generally, the law is more cultivated, and the sword is rarely cultivated, because it is too dangerous." Xie Xiaoyu shook his head slightly.

Su Mingcheng kept clasping his hands there, but he still didn't understand, and wanted to ask Xie Xiaoyu to explain more clearly.

Xie Xiaoyu didn't put on airs, and continued to explain: "Cultivating the law into one, usually the magic weapon is refined with painstaking efforts to become the natal magic weapon, and then it is constantly warmed up, day and night. In the future, the fighting skills rely on the magic weapon to improve the realm. It also depends on magic tools."

As soon as the words fell, Su Mingcheng slapped his thigh.

Xie Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that he was wrong.

What he said was nonsense.

The reason why this rudder master is detoured to the unity of Taoism and law is because he is the most familiar with this set of methods. In the past, he took the road of unity of Taoism and law, and the integration of human and body. If the rudder master wants to ask for advice , he blows up easily.

When Xie Xiaoyu was on the mountain, he was a king of liars and a master of deception. After a year in prison, his deception was even more extreme.

This is also related to his deep roots.

If you want to deceive people, first of all, you can't just talk nonsense, you must have something to say.

His master is the head of the Sutra Pavilion, and he likes to read books.In order to please the master, he also pretended to like reading.In six years he did read a lot.There are notes of predecessors, Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, various schools of thought, and miscellaneous arts.He has read a lot of books, and he can always come up with some plausible truths.

Even a sensible person like Master didn't think he was lying, but only said that he was sophistry.A casual cultivator like Su Mingcheng is not even an opponent, he has already been fooled by a few words.

(End of this chapter)