Seeing this, Xiaoyaozi smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Sansheng, don't underestimate the art of Yao Xiang. As you and I travel in the world, martial arts and intelligence are important, but luck cannot be ignored either. Among the dynasties, there are amazing people with extraordinary talents such as
There are so many crucian carp crossing the river, but how many of them are so-called talented people who have left their names?"
Sansheng was startled, and looked at Xiaoyaozi in slight surprise, as if he had some realization.
"Luck has been around for a long time. Good luck in time, place, and people all have the shadow of luck. Even people's illnesses, whether they are small or small, are also affected by the rise and fall of luck. When walking on the road, a bridge is broken, and I have to take a detour of hundreds of miles. I just missed it.
An opportunity. Without this opportunity, but also without the covetousness of others, there may be less of a murderous assassination, but greater opportunities in the future. There are gains and losses, and there are gains and losses.
, fight or not fight, in fact, there is a shadow of luck in it. The loss in front of you may not be the gain in the future. If you fight for everything, you will gain more, but you may lose more. The heart of Tao is really general at one time, and the old Taoist thinks that the way of luck is also
One of the Taoist Hearts, what do fellow Taoists think?"
San Sheng did not respond, and for a moment it seemed that he had not connected the solemn Taoist fighting method with this child's play. The art of Yao Xiang sounds mysterious and profound, but if it is put into the market, it may be easier to explain in another way.
I understand, it's like guessing in a drinking contest. But compared to the guessing in a street tavern, the art of Yao Xiang relies more on so-called luck, just like gambling.
There are people who are proficient in guessing and gambling, but there is no way to master the art of Yao Xiang. The most popular Yao Xiang technique in Dagan is the six-yao prediction. With the help of copper coins, turtle shells, yarrow and other objects, you can
Guessing the number can mean something, it can be used for divination and fortune-telling, and it can also be used to determine the winner or loser. There is no rule to say, it all depends on what Jianghu Shijingkou said. It’s just that this kind of intuition is very difficult, even if
Even the masters of Neo-Confucianism or the senior masters in the world may not always be able to get it right even once out of ten. To put it bluntly, it is just a matter of accident and it depends on one's own luck.
This is the last battle related to the survival of the Taoist Tianzong. It is really puzzling that Xiaoyaozi would think of such a method. Some people secretly speculated that there might be something fishy in this, and whether the heroes in the field had any problems.
Few people glanced at Li Luo. Perhaps the great Gan Quan King had other discussions with the Taoists. This discussion might just be a cover-up.
If the Dagan court had any private agreement with the Taoists, it would naturally not be with Li Luo and Concubine Yun. Li Luo was also very surprised at this moment and frowned. Xiaoyaozi would not be so careless behind his seemingly casual appearance.
There must be an ulterior motive, but right now I can't see the depth of it.
The expressions of everyone in Tianzong changed very wonderfully, but Xiaoyaozi's prestige was extremely high. Although the disciples of Tianzong had doubts, no one asked, and they could only think that their ancestor was trying to win with a strange move.
Li Luo glanced at Yan Xin and the others. Yan Xin's face was indifferent, showing no emotion or anger, let alone surprise. He seemed to be thinking about something. The great monk still looked like he was playing with the world, and as for Liuyunzhan, he had a pair of beautiful eyes.
Looking around, he accidentally caught Li Luo's gaze. Liuyunzhan chuckled and winked at Li Luo, as if he was a descendant of the city who had nothing to do with him.
Sansheng has a hint of hesitation. If he agrees, he really can't guess what Xiaoyaozi has in mind. If he doesn't, then what he just said has broken the world's trust, making people think that the dignified Taoist leader of the Renzong sect cannot speak.
count.
Xiaoyaozi didn't seem to notice the change in Sansheng's mood, and said leisurely: "Lao Tao has an old friend who has known me since we were young. When Lao Tao entered Taoism, he entered another sect. This friend of Lao Tao was indeed not counted when he was young.
Smart, at the end of the year, the two of us returned home together, and I could hear him chattering over a glass of wine. It was nothing more than which senior brother in his sect was so great, how talented this junior brother was, and he was just a mediocre person doing nothing.
Disciple, it’s not surprising at all. Five years later, when I met him again, I heard less of these words. Most of them talked about anecdotes from the world. Occasionally, one or two words were enough. I rarely heard him complain anymore. Gradually,
Calm down. In the next ten years, when Lao Tao went back, he was not there, or he had gone back, but Lao Tao had already left. When we met again, ten years later, we could still vaguely see some of the original appearance, but at this time,
He is now able to stand on his own, and regardless of his temperament and martial arts skills, he is no longer the complaining young man he used to be. The two of us drank while chatting, and drank more and more. We had made up for all the wine we had in the past ten years, and we were really drunk.
, I can’t remember what the old Taoist said, I only remember a few of his words. When he was twenty years old, he was regarded as mediocre by the elders in his sect.
There was a person like him. At that time, he envied the handsome men and heroes in the rivers and lakes. When he was thirty years old, the handsome men in those days were much less. Slowly, it was his turn to come forward to do something, and some people began to know.
It turns out that there is such a person in the world; at the age of forty, he is already a senior figure in the eyes of the younger generation, and he has a place in the sect quietly since then; at the age of fifty, he suddenly looks back,
It turns out that the life and death plans in the sect are all decided by him, but the people in the world and the younger members of the sect call him a genius and admire his talents and achievements. He asked the old Taoist, is he a mediocre or a genius?
Talent? If he is mediocre, are these juniors and fellow disciples in the world wrong? If he is a genius, are his master and fellow disciples at that time wrong? Fellow Taoist Sansheng, do you think this old friend of the old Tao is mediocre or a genius?
talent?"
Sansheng raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a hint of respect in his expression, and asked calmly: "I don't know how my fellow Taoist should answer?"
"Haha, the old Taoist replied to him, you have better luck. What do fellow Taoists Sansheng think?"
Sansheng smiled slightly, made a Taoist seal with his hands, and said harmoniously: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your advice."
This Dao Seal is very uncommon, but not complicated. Xiaoyaozi's eyes lit up, he nodded approvingly, and asked: "What Dao Seal is this?"
"It's a Tao seal I created myself. It's named after the Tao name and is called Life."
"Okay." Xiaoyaozi praised and said with a smile, "Since there is one life seal, there are naturally two and three life seals. What a good name." After Xiaoyaozi said this, he changed the topic and asked, "I don't know about the last one.
A competition, what do you think, fellow Taoist Sansheng?"