Listening to the heartfelt words of the boy in green, the middle-aged monk took the lead and said, "Then let's take a look."
The old master smiled and said: "I think this is very kind. We have waited for more than ten thousand years, so why rush for a moment."
Daozu nodded and smiled at the green bull: "Since there is nothing to do for the time being, you can just stroll around and remember not to cross the line. Also, be more generous. Don't hold grudges about what happened today. Being too petty is not a good thing for cultivation and a human being."
Otherwise."
Qing Niu no longer had the suppression of the Taoist path, and suddenly appeared in human form. He was a tall old Taoist with a slim appearance, a dignified demeanor, and extremely majestic appearance.
He is the old master of the Donghai Taoist Temple and the deserving God of the Ouhua Blessed Land. Since the Ouhua Blessed Land is connected to the Lotus Cave, he would often compete with the Taoist ancestors to compete in Taoism.
The old temple master is also the master behind the creation of Zhu Lian, Sui Youyou and the other four people in the inner scroll. He is also recognized as one of the most powerful Fourteenth Realm monks in the world.
The most senior and oldest being in the world, he is of the same generation as the great ancestors of Tuoyue Mountain, Bai Ze and Chu Sheng.
Putting aside age, just talking about the "Dao Ling" who has practiced for many years, Liu Shiliu, who is from the literary sage lineage, and Zhang Lu, who hides his identity on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, are both considered juniors.
Every time the old temple master goes on a long journey, it is like a poem about traveling to immortals.
What's more, in those ancient times, in the Bixiao Cave next to Luobao Beach, one was invincible when he came out of the cave, and he could spare others but not others.
It wasn't until it met a young human monk that it became a mount. Later, there was a saying in the world of "stinky cow-nosed old man".
Chen Lingjun raised his head slightly and glanced at it from the corner of his eye. Compared with Brother Jia in Qilong Lane, he was indeed more celestial.
If the old Taoist had shown such an appearance from the beginning, Chen Lingjun would probably have mistaken the bull-riding Taoist ancestor for the fire-burning boy beside the old immortal, who usually did chores such as looking after the alchemy furnace and shaking the cattail leaf fan.
The old viewer glanced at the child in green who was still sitting on the ground, a bold little reptile.
Chen Lingjun immediately lowered his head, moved his buttocks, turned his head and looked away. I can't see you, and you can't see me.
The old temple master smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, you have picked up all the face your master lost in Ouhua Blessed Land."
Chen Lingjun didn't even raise his head. He lowered his head and said dullly: "He who doesn't know is not guilty. If the old god cares about such a trivial matter with me, he won't be so righteous."
That's what he said, but if it weren't for the presence of the founder of the Three Religions, Chen Lingjun would have been busy polishing the old god's shoes and tapping his legs. As for rubbing his shoulders and tapping his back, forget it. He has too much ambition and lack of energy. The height difference between the two sides is really serious.
It's out of reach. If you want to jump up and tap someone on the shoulder, I never do such a thing.
The old temple master chuckled, and then his figure disappeared. As Taozu said, he went to wander elsewhere, and even Piyun Mountain and Wei Bo couldn't detect the slightest ripple.
There are too many hidden lines and connections in the town, intermittent, some have been completely cut off, and some are still disconnected and complicated. The old observer is actually quite happy about this. Outlining one thing is his way. If you can observe the Tao in this way,
You will definitely benefit a lot.
The Taoist ancestors came from the east, and riding a bull through the gate was like passing a border. Invisibly, it gave the old Lizhu Cave sky a purple air coming from the east. It was just a Taoist atmosphere, but it was not obvious for the time being, and it would slowly come to light in the future.
There is no need to act deliberately, wherever Daozu walks casually, that's where the great road lies.
This is still in the world of Haoran. If it were in the world of Qingming, all the auspicious phenomena would be even more exaggerated.
Taoism is natural, and Taoist ancestors did not deliberately hide this kind of scene. He was just a guest of Haoran, and because of the rules set by the sage, he kept it a little bit.
Daozu walked towards Yang's shop, intending to sit on the bench under the eaves of the backyard.
The middle-aged monk went to the Long Kiln, where Old Man Yao served as the master master.
Only the Holy Master was left standing next to Chen Lingjun. The old master joked: "Is it because your back hurts when you sit and talk, so you don't want to get up?"
Chen Lingjun just stood up, his hands and feet were weak, he sat back on the ground, and said awkwardly: "If I go back to the Holy Master, I can't stand up."
The old master smiled and said: "Have you become so timid? Before I appeared, I was not very upright."
Chen Lingjun said in embarrassment: "You are just fooling around and doing countless things. You are ignorant, so don't blame me."
The old master smiled and said: "The spirit of a monk is all in his eyes. When you climb a mountain to gain enlightenment, you are not a human being, but only in your mind."
Chen Lingjun was filled with emotion. The knowledge of the most holy master was so great that it was mysterious.
The old master asked: "Jingqing, can you take me to Mu Bottle Alley?"
When Chen Lingjun heard that it was the Mud Bottle Alley, he immediately jumped up and said, "What's the problem!"
The old master asked in confusion: "Hey, where did you get the strength now?"
Chen Lingjun scratched his head. Nan Yan said: "I don't know what's going on. When it comes to my master, I am not afraid of anything."
The old master hummed and said: "Everyone probably has his or her own backbone, which walks in the complicated world and helps us fight against the whole world. If we lose, it will be suffering. If we win, we will be stable."
While the other two were walking away, Chen Lingjun asked tentatively: "How many more times should I kowtow to the Holy Master?"
The old master waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, it's annoying to hear too many kowtows."
Chen Lingjun asked cautiously: "Holy Master, why doesn't Lord Wei Shan know that you have arrived in the town?"
The boy in Tsing Yi quickly added, "Wei Shanjun knows etiquette very well. If there is really something wrong, Wei Bo will definitely take the initiative to come to see you."
Personal grudges and the rules of the world are two different things.
How Wei Bo treats him depends on how Wei Bo treats Luo Luo Shan. Besides, Wei Bo treats him well.
The old master smiled and said: "Because the visit to the small town is not in the context that Daozu wants people to know. Since Daozu intends this, of course Wei Bo can't see the three of us."
Chen Lingjun was full of admiration, "The Taoism of Taoist ancestors is so high."
The old master smiled and said: "Not only is Taoism high, but I was also scared if we really had to fight before."
Chen Lingjun showed his true feelings and lost all scruples. He laughed loudly and said: "You don't lose the battle if you lose. I understand the principle..."
But the more he spoke, the softer his voice became. His usual bad habit of talking too much broke out again. Chen Lingjun finally changed his words angrily: "I know a lot about hammers. The Holy Master has a lot of them, so just treat me as if I didn't say anything."
The old master didn't take it seriously.
During this period, the two of them passed by the shop in Qilong Lane. Chen Lingjun didn't look sideways. How dare he casually introduce the Holy Master to Brother Jia. The old master turned his head and looked at the New Year's Shop and the Caotou Shop, "Looking at the business.
not bad."
Chen Lingjun nodded, "It's a small business, the price is fair, and the flow is long. In fact, you can't make much money. But my master handles so much fairy money, but he is very concerned about the profit and loss of this small amount of silver and copper coins. He often goes down the mountain to come here to check the accounts in person.
It’s not that I can’t trust Shopkeeper Shi and Brother Jia as the auditors, they seem to be very happy just looking at the surplus on the account books.”
The old master nodded and said: "This is a good habit. If you earn a small amount of money and keep a large amount of money, you will have surplus every year. The more you save, the richer your family's wealth will become, and the situation will get better and better every year."
Chen Lingjun couldn't stop sighing. He looked up at the old master and said sincerely: "The words of the Holy Master are so sincere that even I can understand them."
The old master seemed to have something in mind and said with a smile: "From the time of the Fifth and Sixth Patriarchs of Zen Buddhism, the Dharma was opened without considering the roots. In fact, Buddhism began to speak very plainly, and it emphasized that one is the mind, which is the Buddha. Don't look outside. It's a pity.
After that, it gradually became more lofty and obscure, with countless Buddhist verses and sharp wits, and the common people could no longer understand them. During this period, Buddhism had a "breaking talk" that went further than not establishing writing, and many eminent monks directly said that they were not happy with it.
When talking about Buddhism and Dharma, if we don’t talk about knowledge and just talk about the propagation of Dharma lineage, it would be a bit similar to our Confucian idea of ​​‘destroying human desires’.”
Chen Lingjun was confused and did not dare to say more. Fortunately, the old master did not seem to want to talk more about this matter.
The two of them climbed up the stairs of Qilong Lane together. The old master asked: "Does this alley have a name?"
Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's called Qilong Alley. It's higher up, at the top of the alley, and we locals are used to calling it Huo Lu Jian."
The old master nodded, "Sure enough, there are secrets hidden everywhere."
Before Lu Chen left his hometown, he used to roam freely in the vast world. He also called the dragon to plow the clouds and plant yao grass, and followed the Lord Yun Zhong in the wind and rain.
The old master reached the top of the steps, turned around and looked at the steps, and asked: "Jingqing, where is your place of enlightenment?"
Chen Lingjun looked shocked and asked in confusion: "The Holy Master has so much knowledge, but there are still things he doesn't know?"
The old master smiled and said, "It's not that we can't know, and it's not that we don't want to know. It's just that the few of us need to exercise restraint, otherwise the people, things, and all things in our own world will be transformed by us very quickly."
"That's why Taoist ancestors often stay in the small lotus cave. Even in the white jade capital, they are reluctant to move around. They are worried that once the 'one' passes halfway, everything will begin to return to oneness, involuntarily and irreversibly. First, the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain will
, then the monks on the mountain, and finally it is the turn of the upper five realms. Maybe in the end, there will only be a group of fourteenth realm monks left in the entire Qingming world. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the world are all dojos, and there is no place for ordinary people to stand."
"This was a riverside meeting that year, a ten-thousand-year agreement that has been agreed upon for a long time. Daozu needs to be responsible for finding a way to solve it. This was what he was most worried about from the beginning."
"Of course Taoist ancestors' Taoism is very high. It is only natural that those who are capable work harder."
Chen Lingjun felt bitter after hearing this and was so panicked that he murmured: "Holy Master, why are you telling me this?"
The old master smiled and said: "I just heard people say it, you just don't say it yourself, not to mention it is difficult for you to say these things now. Jingqing, why don't we make a bet and see if we can say the word 'Taozu' now? We met today
If you can tell others about the three of us, you will win. By the way, I’ll give you a reminder.
, the only way to crack it is not to write it down, but to understand it but not express it in words."
Chen Lingjun thought in his mind, but just when he was about to say something, for example, when he thought about how to brag to Brother Jia, he started to feel dizzy. This happened several times. Chen Lingjun shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.
Wuyishi said: "The place where I practice Taoism is Yujiang in Huang Tingguo."
The old master exclaimed, "Huang Ting Sutra, that is a great Taoist sutra. I heard that reciting this sutra can refine one's mind, and those who have attained Taoism will be able to carry it with them over time. There are thousands of techniques. If you study it carefully, you will find that they are all
Similar paths, such as the way of thinking for Taoists, is to plant rice in the heart. For Qi practitioners, refining Qi is to cultivate. Every breakthrough is a spring planting and autumn harvest in a year. The ten realms of pure martial arts
The first level, the wonder of abundant Qi, is the same way. Qi swallows mountains and rivers, turns them into one's own use, seeing becomes reality, and then returns to emptiness, gathers together, and becomes one's own territory."
To be continued...