Although he has entered Taoism, in the final analysis, monks still have longevity.
It is still in the main hall back then.
Xuanchengzi entertained Chen Changsheng with tea. This tea was much better than before. There was spirit in the tea, which was made from spiritual energy. It was extremely warm and moist.
Chen Changsheng said: "I don't want to see you again for so many years, Qingxian Temple is already so magnificent..."
Xuan Chengzi sighed softly and said: "Magnificence is good, but it also has disadvantages."
"Although our Taoist sect is orthodox, in fact, many of the people who enter our Taoist sect have their own thoughts and are not devoted to the Tao. The good and the bad are mixed, and disasters will eventually arise."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "I have just sat down for a moment, why is the Taoist talking about such a thing?"
Xuan Chengzi smiled helplessly and said: "Pindao has been confused by this matter all these years. Now that Mr. comes here, he is like a savior."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "The Taoist sect has its own path. This is not something that happens overnight, and Chen can't help."
Xuan Chengzi seemed to have expected Chen Changsheng's refusal when he saw it.
"It's just a poor thing that's rude."
Xuanchengzi then asked: "Sir, why did you come up the mountain this time?"
"Visiting an old friend."
After the two chatted in the hall for a while, Xuan Chengzi took Chen Changsheng out of the hall and walked towards the catwalk in the back hall.
Going all the way up this trail, you can see the tombstones erected in the mountainous Feng Shui place, and the small hills standing there.
This is actually the cemetery of Qingxian Temple.
Previous real people, including later disciples, who passed away due to accidents are all buried here.
Compared to the beginning, there are many more knolls here, and pieces of yellow paper are scattered on the ground, intricate and messy, but falling everywhere like withered flowers.
It's a lot busier here than before.
The three tombs at the front have the best sightlines and scenery, and the feng shui is also the same.
There are three tombs, one is for the late Qingxian Guan, the other is for his good friend, and the next one is for Chen Changsheng’s old friend.
That old man Huang who used to sell tea in Qingshan City.
Xuanchengzi prepared yellow paper and handed it to his husband.
Chen Changsheng squatted down and burned the yellow paper in his hand one by one.
With a little firelight, Chen Changsheng saw the word "Yan" on the tombstone.
Yanhuang Tower, Yanhuang Tower.
Chen Changsheng distributed the yellow paper in his hand to the two grave bags next to him.
The former real person also had some friendship with him, Chen Changsheng.
Xuan Chengzi asked: "Sir, do you always remember these old friends?"
Chen Changsheng turned to look at him and said, "Of course."
He paused for a moment and said: "Practice and practice cultivate the heart. Chen has few friends in this life. After walking for a while, when he returns, his old friends are no longer there. Leaving such a small hill as a memorial, if even he has
If you forget, what does everything that happened in the past count? Since it is cultivation, if you forget these things, does it still count as cultivation?"
Xuanchengzi nodded slightly and said: "The explanation you have given me is beyond the comprehension of a poor Taoist..."
Chen Changsheng denied it and said: "It's not inferior, but different. There are thousands of monks in the world, and there are thousands of paths they have traveled. Chen and you are all different. If people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering the devil's path."
Xuan Chengzi was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say next.
If people in the world follow me, it will be like entering the devil's path...
Yes...
Inner demons.
Xuan Chengzi realized that his husband had already told him that the old friend in front of him was his inner demon.
"Sir, will spiritual practice definitely produce inner demons?"
"nature."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Inner demons are not just things that can't be dealt with mentally. More importantly, they are the many doubts encountered on the way to practice. If you understand everything, then why bother practicing."
Xuan Chengzi nodded and said, "Thank you sir for your advice."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Chen just mentioned it casually, Taoist priest doesn't need to give Chen such face. In the end, I am just an ordinary person."
Xuan Chengzi smiled helplessly when he heard this.
It would be nice if the gentleman in front of me was really an ordinary person.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said with a smile: "It's not that Chen said this intentionally, but Chen is indeed an ordinary person, living in peace and contentment for a lifetime, and in the end ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust."
After hearing this, Xuan Chengzi asked: "Why? Even if the purpose of your practice is not to become an immortal, it should be for something else. But why do you want to return to your roots?"
Chen Changsheng laughed and said: "My practice is to return to ordinary people, it is very different, very different."
Xuan Chengzi was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.
This gentleman is still so invisible to him.
He thought that maybe this was the difference. If he could figure out some things, he wouldn't just stick to one mountain and one view.
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and then asked: "There is something else that Chen wants to ask the Taoist priest."
"Excuse me, sir."
Chen Changsheng said: "There is a peach orchard at the foot of the mountain. It was previously managed by a girl named Ah Qing. Where has she been recently? Does the Taoist priest know?"
"Principal Ah Qing?"
Xuan Chengzi paused and asked, "Is Master A Qing a friend of yours?"
"Um."
Xuan Chengzi suddenly understood and said: "Sir, Miss A Qing was guided by the Immortal to enter the Immortal Gate and go to the Immortal Realm."
Chen Changsheng paused when he heard this, "Enter the Immortal Sect?"
Xuan Chengzi nodded and said: "Principal Ah Qing has good bones and spiritual energy. The immortal told me about it in his early years. Later, I negotiated with him but was rejected.
Well, a few years ago, layman Ah Qing seemed to have figured it out, so he came to the mountain and was introduced to the immortal by the poor Taoist."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng asked: "Is it her own decision?"
Xuan Chengzi nodded and said: "I don't dare to deceive you, sir. All this is layperson Aqing's own decision. Neither a poor Taoist nor an immortal has ever forced her to do anything."
He was a little panicked.
He also just knew about this.
Now he finally understands that it is no wonder that layman Ah Qing has such qualifications and may have something to do with the gentleman in front of him.
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "As long as it's what she wants."
He paused and said: "In addition, I also want to ask the viewer to do Chen a favor."
"Sir, please tell me, I will try my best to help you if I can."
"It's not a big deal."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "The peach orchard left by Ah Qing is now being taken care of by others. Without Ah Qing, the peach orchard is becoming more and more unsightly. If the peaches are green and red, many of them will no longer be sweet. If Taoist Master is free,
, please help take care of it. As a reward, Chen is willing to leave a word for Qingxian Temple to guard the mountain gate."