Sign in for a hundred years and I became a Taoist

Chapter 33
"Stinky boy, don't get up yet, the pilgrims will enter the temple after a while!"

The old man's roar rang in Chu Yun's ears.

"I know, I know, I don't even know how there are so many pilgrims in this small Taoist temple!!"

Chu Yun rubbed his eyes, muttered and got up from the bed.

Boom!
"Oh! What are you doing, old man?"

Chu Yun suddenly covered his head and looked at the old man angrily.

I saw the old man holding a rice spoon and said angrily: "What is this called? There are many pilgrims, which means that our Taoist temple is effective and has the protection of Master Sanqing!"

"You boy, no pilgrims, where do you get your daily food from?"

"You idle slob, counting on you, I'm afraid the old man will starve to death!"

After speaking, he had an indisputable look of anger.

"Yes, the pilgrims are the sky, the pilgrims are the earth, and the pilgrims are the parents of food and clothing."

Chu Yun rubbed his ears, very perfunctory.

Boom!
The old man picked up the rice spoon and hit it again.

"Wow! Old man, you are making me mad!"

Chu Yun was furious, repeatedly, was he trying to beat himself into an idiot?

"You heartless thing, your parents are Lao Tzu!"

The old man snorted, carried the rice spoon on his back, and left with a shake.

Looking at the old man's back, Chu Yun smiled knowingly, "The little old man will still be jealous!"

After washing, eating, and finishing morning classes early in the morning, Chu Yun greeted waves of pilgrims outside the Hall of Sanqing with a smile on his face.

Chu Yun's face froze from laughing all morning!

Rubbing his stiff face, he looked at the energetic old man who was chatting with the pilgrims, and curled his lips.

"I'm so energetic, I've been through the whole morning, I can really chat!"

Just as I was about to rub my waist, I heard the old man calling me again.

"Xuanqing, come and see Layman Wang off."

"Yes, teacher, Layman Wang, please come this way."

Chu Yun saluted the old man respectfully, and then said to a middle-aged man.

That Xuan Qing called was naturally Chu Yun's dao name.

When there are pilgrims, he still gives the old man a lot of face.

After seeing off the last pilgrim, Chu Yun let out a heavy breath, and turned his head to look at the old man with a flushed face and full of vigor.

"Old man, the more pilgrims you have, the more energetic you are!"

"Hahaha, that is, this means that our incense is prosperous, of course the old man is happy!"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed.

Above the Taoist temple, Chu Yun looked down at the old man who was laughing heartily, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He had never seen the old man laugh so happily!

Can the current incense also make the old man happy?
He glanced at his somewhat illusory body, and with a slight movement of consciousness, the illusory figure began to solidify.

Wearing a blue Taoist robe, his body fell slowly, looking at the Taoist temple in front of him, his face fluctuated like water lines, and another face was transformed into another face.

With leisurely steps, he walked into the Taoist temple with one hand behind his back.

"Hey, I met fellow Taoist, but I don't know what you do?"

'Chu Yun' found him, gave a light surprise, came over and bowed and asked.

But Chu Yun ignored him. Seeing this scene, the old man stepped forward with his eyes flickering slightly.

"Xuanqing, I will receive this fellow daoist. You go to the backyard and make a cup of tea for this fellow daoist."

"Oh!"

'Chu Yun' glanced at the two of them, scratched his head in response, and walked towards the backyard.

"Come with me!"

The old man said lightly to Chu Yun, and then walked under the big tree with his hands behind his back.

Chu Yun knew that no matter how he changed his appearance, the old man would recognize him immediately.

Following the old man to the withered tree, neither of them spoke.

"The world has changed drastically, and the spiritual energy has been revived. This big tree is alive again. I named it: Infinite Tree, what do you think?"

"Love, compassion, joy, and equanimity are immeasurable, that's right."

"Old man, the spiritual energy has recovered, and I can practice."

"Practice well! But don't forget to cultivate your mind."

The old man still smiled and replied.

"Above practice, it is vast and vast, and maybe one day I can also reverse life and death."

At this moment, Chu Yun turned his head to look at the old man, and there was a glint of light in his eyes.

"Hehe, Xiaoyun! Everyone has their own life and death, why force them to do things against the heavens!"

The old man laughed. He understood what he meant, but he still refused.

"Do you like the appearance of this Taoist temple in full bloom?"

Chu Yun was silent for a moment, and instead of pressing, asked instead.

"How do you like it?"

The old man did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically.

"I"

Chu Yun didn't know how to answer for a while, like?Not to mention, this is just the old man's expectation!

"Xiaoyun, this is my way, not your way."

"You don't need to live according to other people's expectations, you just have to go your own way!"

The old man stroked his beard and said calmly.

"What is my way?"

Chu Yun's words were full of confusion.

At this moment, the old man turned around, stretched out an old hand, and pointed at Chu Yun's chest.

"Tao, stored in the heart, ask your heart, he will tell you what is the Tao."

Following the sound of the old man's words, the surrounding space was fragmented. Chu Yun looked around and was in a haze.

boom! boom! boom!
In this hazy space, Chu Yun heard the sound of his heart beating.

"What are you looking for?"

"Longevity?"

"No, this is just a scene in the process of cultivation."

"What I want is to see what kind of scenery the end of the Tao is, and how mysterious the ultimate truth is."

While Chu Yun was talking to himself, his eyes became more and more clear, and a nine-grade lotus platform slowly emerged in this hazy space.

On the ninth-grade lotus platform, a purple-gold heart was beating slowly, and with Chu Yun's words, the purple-gold heart was gradually changing.

The beating of the heart gradually became stable, and gradually the purple-golden heart stopped beating, and a purple air enveloped the heart.

The purple gas turned into a fetal bed, as if it was pregnant with something!
When Chu Yun opened his eyes again, the turbid air around him instantly turned into extremely pure spiritual energy and poured into his body.

The filth drained from him and dissipated in the air in ash.

The dry hair became extremely smooth, and the withered and yellow face regained its vitality, as flawless as jade in the rough.

"Old man, although I still don't know my way, at least I have a goal."

Chu Yun murmured in a low voice, the momentum on his body gradually disappeared, and the dust on his clothes floated up little by little, turning into sparks and disappearing in a flash.

"Ow?"

(are you okay?)

Yinyue looked at Chu Yun with doubts in her eyes, and asked him.

Chu Yun felt a little different to it, but he couldn't tell.

"It's okay, I'll give you another meal tonight."

Chu Yun smiled at Yinyue, put his hands on his body, raised his head slightly, and looked at the bright moon.

"It should be quiet for a while."

　I haven't seen a recommendation ticket for a long time~

　　


(End of this chapter)