Chapter 244 Past (Thanks to Xiliufeng for 40,000 starting coins
The relaxed voice blended into the wind and disappeared. Only the sea of clouds on Longhu Mountain remained the same. Zhang Ruosu stood behind Wei Yuan and looked at the young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in front of him, overlooking the dragon and tiger clouds. For a while, neither of them spoke anymore.
Wei Yuan suddenly said: "I say this, fellow Daoist Zhang, do you believe it?"
Zhang Ruosu said calmly, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."
He stretched out his hand and gently brushed the clouds that had spread into the room due to the wind and airflow, and said:
"All things are one, but they do not interfere with each other, and each goes his own way. If the old Taoist believes in the words of fellow Taoists, it will not give you any comfort; and if I do not believe it, I will not let you lose anything. If this is the case, then do I believe it?
For you, is there any difference?"
Wei Yuan said: "Zhang Dao is in a friendly state."
"I've seen many people, no matter how old they are, care a lot about what other people say."
"Sometimes when someone is praised, I feel very happy."
"Sometimes, just one or two words can make you feel uncomfortable for a long time."
Zhang Ruosu thought for a while and said: "This is because in the city at the foot of the mountain, people are too close to each other. There will be many 'hims' in a person's world. Regardless of whether that person is willing or not, he will be affected by many people."
The influence of the world, and our spiritual practice is to find the real 'I'."
"Probably, it means knowing what you really want."
"No matter how many and complex other people's words are, they cannot affect me."
He smiled and gestured, saying:
"The world is too big, really too big. It's like a big supermarket with everything in it. You just want to go in and buy a piece of candy, but many people around you tell you, this is good, you need to get some of this.
Take some of that, some of them are people you don’t know, and some of them are your parents or relatives."
"Some have good intentions, while others are not so good. They hope that you will fall down while holding too many things."
"You will be affected, or in other words, people in the world will be affected every day and are constantly shaped by the outside world. Each of us will have more or less traces of other people's lives. People who are too extreme will live
It doesn’t look like myself, but like someone who lives in other people’s mouths.”
"And to practice Taoism is to find yourself in such a complicated world."
"Know what you want. Remember that you don't actually want so many so-called good things that others give you. You just want a piece of candy."
"Remember, don't forget."
"I don't care how much you say, no matter how good or frivolous it is, or how many kilograms of saliva you waste, it has nothing to do with me. I just want this thing, just take it and leave, without even bothering to mess around. I am happy and comfortable.
Yes, many people say that those who have cultivated Taoism to the point of being heartless and severing sexual desire, as if they are stone-like, are considered immortals, but that is a wrong idea."
"What you cultivate in Taoism is actually people, it's 'I'."
"How can a person turn into stone?"
"Know what you want, know what to do, laugh when you want to laugh, cry when you want to cry, know that my birth is in line with the principles of heaven and earth, and my death is also in line with the principles of heaven and earth, know that I am shaped by all living beings, know that I can find myself by myself
This life is also in line with the principles of heaven and earth."
"There is no need to be happy when you are alive, and there is nothing to be sad about when you die. It is just the same pattern as the rising and setting of the sun. This is probably the completion of cultivation."
Wei Yuan said: "What have you accomplished?"
Zhang Ruosu smiled and said: "The real me, the real person."
"Nothing is stuck in the heart, so even if you are traveling through the world of mortals, you can still be at ease."
Wei Yuan said: "It seems that what my fellow Taoist and I said are far from each other."
He stood up and looked at the rolling sea of clouds in the distance. After a long time, he laughed at himself: "Actually, I don't have much interest in rebuilding the mountain gate of Taiping Road. Otherwise, I would have just brought the nine-section staff to the door. But
Later, I experienced some things that made me feel that I had taken things for granted."
When today's Taoists mention Taiping Dao, they will only remember the so-called Taoist Master of Taiping Dao.
The world has forgotten you.
You probably don't care.
But I don't agree.
Wei Yuan shook his head and didn't say much. He just looked at Zhang Ruosu and said:
"Forget it, if I don't talk about it anymore, there's no point in talking about it."
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, take your leave."
He raised his neck and drank the tea in the cup.
Then he took a step forward and fell from the sea of clouds. His black hair was tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin. The hair wanted to float up, but the wide-sleeved Taoist robe was filled with a mountain of breeze and white clouds, and the clear sky was full of clouds.
The crane emptied out, and the Taoist tapped his toe on a falling white feather and paused slightly.
Qi flowed instantly on the feathers.
The body seemed to have no weight, and it once again soared into the air with the help of the wind.
The wide sleeves are swaying, and the sky is bright and cloudy.
Between the blue sky and the sea of clouds is the Taoist.
On the upper floor of the main hall of Longhu Mountain, an old man in gray robes looked calm and peaceful.
At the foot of the mountain is the human world.
The steel jungle of modern technology in the distance still shows unprecedented prosperity.
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After a while, Zhang Ruosu suddenly exhaled loudly, and his shoulders slumped slightly.
He raised his hand to cover his heart and gasped for air.
The old man's forehead twitched.
"Is this kid telling the truth?!"
"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."
"I'm scared to death."
The old Taoist priest held his chest and sat down little by little. He finally managed to breathe out. His decades of practice were almost ruined. Even the monks almost uttered obscene remarks. In fact, the secret was not revealed at the beginning.
It was entirely because I was so surprised that I was stunned.
However, I am a disciple of a great virtuous teacher.
What exactly does it mean...
Passed from generation to generation.
Or……
Zhang Ruosu couldn't help but think about it, and suddenly heard a voice in the distance, saying: "By the way, I almost forgot something. Fellow Daoist Zhang, I will leave this thing with you first, and I will pick it up later. Thank you for your help."
As he spoke, something flew over from a distance, being carried by the wind.
Zhang Ruosu raised his hand and grabbed it.
Then he was stunned and realized that it was a mobile phone, and it was the kind used exclusively by the Shenzhou Special Operations Group. As soon as he held the mobile phone, it vibrated, and then a navigation sound sounded, saying:
"This navigation has ended. The journey has been 230 kilometers. You have seriously exceeded the speed limit on 141 road sections and violated the forest protection law and crossed 76 undisclosed mountain forest sections. The navigation reminds you to drive safely and be a human being.
Has."
"We suspect that you have illegally modified a humanoid motor vehicle."
"The nearest police station has been contacted for you."
"Beep, Longhushan Police Station is on the line..."
Zhang Ruosu: “…………”??!
The old man looked at the three-digit number that he dialed.
He looked at Wei, who had already gone somewhere in the wind in the blink of an eye.
He lowered his head and looked at the phone again.
fell into silence.
I see……
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Wei Yuan touched the sweat on his forehead.
He successfully handed over the mobile phone to the old Taoist priest. Only he could open the mobile phone. Zhang Ruosu could only use it to answer calls. The main reason was that he had to go back and forth several times over a long distance and accidentally exceeded the speed limit too many times.
There might be some trouble, and he didn't have time to deal with this matter now, so he had to leave it to Zhang Ruosu.
Wei Yuan silently apologized to the Heavenly Master in his heart, and then followed the connection with the Nine-section Staff and rushed to the place where he had previously killed the Taoist Master of Taiping Dao.
The Nine Scepters suppressed the Qimen Liujia Formation, and the time was not too long.
This place is almost exactly the same as when Wei Yuan left.
After taking care of Yue Qing Lin, before he had time to take a closer look at what was there, he took advantage of his momentum and headed to Longhu Mountain. Wei Yuan burned Yue Qing Lin to ashes with a flame-breathing spell, and waved his sleeves to let the wind blow him away.
Roll it up and throw it into the mountains and forests, and then walk into the place where the Taiping Tao monks once practiced ascetic practices.
It took me a while to look around.
I only found a few Taoist scriptures, some elixirs and talismans, and a few good magical instruments.
There is no way, Taiping Road has been around for thousands of years, and in this era, Yue Qinglin is everywhere, causing a lot of trouble, and at the same time draining the already not very rich family fortune. Wei Yuan regards these things as
Collect it carefully, especially one of the volumes that records the Taiping monks of various generations.
Then he glanced at this small repair place, and when he was about to leave, he paused slightly.
Found a small hidden formation.
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand. Although he didn't understand the formation, he could use the forbidden energy method to directly cut off the connection between the formation and the external air machine, so that this small formation that had existed for who knows how long could
It collapsed, revealing what was inside. Wei Yuan looked down and was slightly startled. It was a feather fan that had long faded and withered yellow.
The moment the feather fan came into contact with the outside world, it collapsed and turned into powder.
It contains the true spiritual aura that uniquely belongs to Wei Yuan.
Then it fell into his hands.
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I am already old...
Years pass by, thoughts pass by, and the young Taoist priest has become an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face.
He actually didn't understand.
Although my body is obviously the weakest among all the people, why do I have the longest life span?
At his age.
The unwillingness and pain of the past have all turned into light regret.
The old man quietly watched the sunset slowly setting. Once people become old, they will start to recall the past. This may be because the further back we go, the fewer and fewer people will be traveling with us. Until in the end, our past
There were so many waves, but when I opened my eyes, I was alone in reality.
In the afternoon in the village, even the dust has a lazy and sultry feeling.
A group of people wearing luxurious clothes passed by. One of them, a man with an imposing appearance, noticed that his temperament was different from that of the ordinary people around him. He dismounted and came over and asked politely: "Old man, are you from Shu?"
"
Seeing that the old man was silent, he didn't feel embarrassed. He smiled and introduced himself:
"I am the historian of the imperial court. I am here to check something. I just saw my father-in-law and I want to ask him something."
The imperial court...
Is it Wei now? No, it’s Jin.
The old man's thoughts were a little slow.
The handsome young man smiled and said, "I see you are quite young, old man, and you live in Shu."
"I don't know if I've ever seen anyone."
"who?"
"Zhuge Wuhou."
When he heard this name, the peaceful old man seemed to be in a trance.
"Kong Ming..."
"So, have you met him?"
The historian from Jin Dynasty's eyes lit up and he was unambiguous. He quickly sat on the stone next to the old man and said with a smile: "Can you please tell me?" The old man didn't want to say more, but this name affected him.
It was the most profound part of his memory.
He caressed the white feather fan with his palm.
I can't stop thinking about it anymore.
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The story begins from that year.
The winter of the first year of Zhongping.
In this year, the great virtuous teacher passed away.
And the last flame of the Yellow Turban, trapped by the troubled times, arrived at the Land of Langya with the Book of Heaven.
Langya Yangdu.
That year, Langya had a child who was just three years old. His mother passed away and his father was working as an official outside.
His surname is Zhuge.
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