Gan Bai was about to step forward and criticize a few words, but then he realized that if he left a message here, there must be a talisman representing himself here. If he didn't care about anything, it might reflect his real name.
Of course this is not possible. The juniors below do not know him, but those above him do. He does not want to be exposed as soon as he comes up. Wouldn't that be too shameful?
At this time, he thought that the elixir that the boy ate in that grand opera was made from peaches, and without a word, he named it "Peach Shi".
Then he began to refute the messages on the seals one by one. He didn't have any fixed goals. He criticized whatever he caught and scolded them one by one. He felt very happy in his heart.
Of course, he did not dare to write too much and tried to speak as plainly as possible, but after all, he was a Taoist named Xuan Zun, and his vision and understanding of Taoism were not comparable to those of ordinary monks, and he could always speak to the point.
Those who were criticized quickly found him, and everyone thanked him very respectfully.
These people are not fools. If someone criticizes someone, they can always reply with a few words. However, this person's insights always hit the point, making them dissatisfied. They all guessed that he was a senior monk.
Even if I feel uncomfortable, I don't dare to confront him openly, I can only send good words.
Gamble was a little proud of being flattered at first, but soon became bored because no one among these people argued with him, which made him very unhappy.
After walking around in a circle, he was surprised to find that someone was preaching here, and he immediately became interested. He looked for a certain talisman and touched it with his thoughts. The light curtain in front of him changed, and then he heard a sermon.
The sound came.
He listened to a few words and was speechless for a moment. It wasn't that he couldn't find fault with it, but that what the other party said seemed too simple to him. There was nothing to criticize for something too simple. But even so, he
I found that there were quite a lot of people listening to the sermon here, and I felt contempt in my heart, secretly thinking that the younger generation today are really not as good as before.
He retreated from this place and saw that comments could be left on the talisman. He sneered and left one sentence: "There are rotten trees on and off the stage, why don't I come and read from the book."
Since there were quite a few preaching and preaching here, he turned around and randomly selected one to go in. However, after listening to a few words, a look of disgust appeared on his face.
This person is much better than the person just now. He doesn't follow the script, and he doesn't say anything in a big way. What he says is very practical. However, this person's words are plain and have no rhythm, which makes people really bored.
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He immediately withdrew, leaving behind a sentence: "Words are tasteless, so I must put less salt on weekdays."
After finishing the review, he glanced around and saw a particularly eye-catching talisman on the light screen. He snorted, and as soon as he thought about it, the light screen in front of him suddenly changed.
However, when they arrived inside, they found that the preacher had not yet arrived, but there were quite a few people listening to the sermon, and the talismans above the light curtain were also increasing one by one.
He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, and was about to leave, but at this moment he heard a voice in his ear: "I'm here to record this. My name is He Li. Is this fellow Taoist also here to listen to Mr. Ban's sermon?"
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Gan Bai was disdainful. Who else is qualified to preach to me, the ancestor?
He asked: "Who is this person named Ban?"
He Li didn't take it seriously when he heard that he didn't seem to know Ban Lan and that his words were a bit rude. As a Taoist, most people have weird tempers. If they were higher up, it would be normal for him to behave like this.
Immediately he replied patiently: "This Mr. Ban is a disciple of a famous teacher and has profound practice. If you have any understanding of Taoism or principles, or if you get a good seal, I will never hold it to myself and will be willing to show it to me."
Share with all generations.”
Hearing what he said, Gan Bo became somewhat interested and was no longer in a hurry to leave.
He Li knew how to exercise discretion, and when he saw that he didn't say anything and had no intention of leaving, he stopped saying anything to offend him, apologized, and left.
After waiting for a hundred breaths, the top talisman shone slightly, and then a warm voice came out: "Comrades, poor Taoist Ban Lan, I am polite here."
This voice is as warm as water, melodious and sweet, and just listening to it makes people feel very comfortable.
Gumper curled his lips.
After Ban Lan delivered his sermon, he started his sermon without any delay.
Gan Bai listened for a while. This person was not explaining Taoism or any practice problems like the two above. Instead, he was specialized in criticizing some of the rules and seals listed now and explaining the pros and cons to others. Listen.
It seems to be something like that, but it is actually useless for Taoism. It is just a novel and interesting thing to listen to.
But hearing too much of these things is not a good thing. Monks often think that they know a lot of truths and speak fluently, but in fact these are not helpful in practice, and they will no longer be willing to practice steadfastly.
But he didn't say anything. He was from Youcheng, so why should he give a warning to these younger disciples of Tianxia?
But after listening to a few more sentences, he realized something was wrong.
Ban Lan just said a sentence or two that he had just used to criticize others, but he didn't know how it was seen by others, so he used it and reshaped it, adding a few things that he didn't know were his own or others, and said it in the blink of an eye.
It becomes their own thing.
Since these words are indeed reasonable, the following people inevitably expressed their admiration and praised Mr. Ban for his profound practice.
Gan Bai was immediately furious. This was obviously what I said!
He immediately shouted: "Shut up!"
Ban Lan's voice paused, and then he spoke in a humble voice: "Does this fellow Taoist think what Ban said is wrong? Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."
Hearing what he said, the people listening here were not only surprised, but also showed some expectation.
Because when Ban Lan preaches, unlike others who don't allow those below to speak, he often starts debates on the spot. This is also the most attractive part of his preaching.
The most powerful thing is that Ban Lan can convince his opponent every time that he either retreats in shame or is convinced. He has never lost in an argument.
Some disciples who were impressed by Ban Lan began to comment: "Is this his first time here to listen to sermons? He really overestimates his abilities."
"Don't worry, let's see how Mr. Ban teaches him a lesson."
"Well, needless to say, we were not very unconvinced by Mr. Ban at first. Now we all admire Mr. Ban. He may be a comrade in the future."
All the disciples said yes one after another.
Gan Bo also heard these words. He sneered a few times and said, "You think what he said makes sense? In fact, it was just a bunch of nonsense, which is to deceive you ignorant juniors."
"If nothing else, this person talks about the truth but not the truth. It sounds nice to hear, but it is just a castle in the air and a moon in the water!"
"I ask you, after listening to his teachings, have any of you improved your cultivation? Have you ever understood any Taoism? It's just a lot of empty talk, and you haven't grasped even half of the truth."
"This person is just trying to seduce you with food. It's ridiculous that you and other juniors are stretching their necks one by one, eager to feed, but they can't get the bait!"
Gan Bo felt extremely happy when he said this call. Thinking of his words being used by him, he added: "Also, I told you to wait..."
Before he could finish cursing, he heard a chuckle in his ear, and then the light screen changed, only to find that he was outside the Zuilun Hall. He was startled for a moment, and then he realized that he had been kicked out, and he couldn't help being furious:
"That's unreasonable!"
He was about to go in again to criticize, but found that he couldn't get in no matter what. The other party had obviously excluded him, and what was even more hateful was that he was not even allowed to leave a comment!
He was immediately angry. If a junior like this dared to be so disrespectful in front of him, he could be crushed to death. But this was within the Taoist Chapter of Training the Heavens, and he had nothing to do with him.
He also knew that there were rules here. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now he couldn't ignore it. He reluctantly came to take a look, and then he realized that speaking and commenting here requires merit.
The higher the level of merit, the greater the authority of words. Of course, they cannot do whatever they want. In most cases, they can only make the decision in the place where they preach.
And if he wanted to denounce Ban Lan, he would have to at least surpass him in terms of merit. Now he relied on a few words of criticism and found that You Ren and others had more than fifty merits, which was far worse than him.
If his past contributions to Tian Xia were replaced by success, he would be able to crush this junior to death, but now that he is away from Tian Xia, these naturally don't count.
Fortunately, there are many other ways to obtain gong, such as preaching the Dharma, but this is too easy to expose and will not be obtained by others.
There is also the possibility of providing some traces and secrets of the enemy. If confirmed, he can also obtain merit points. This is much easier, and he is suddenly ready to make a move.
As Xuan Zun, although he has only been in Youcheng for a short period of time, he knows a lot.
But he still resisted this idea, not because he was unwilling to betray Youcheng, but because he betrayed too little and had too little merit. If he betrayed too much, wouldn't it expose himself? It's better not to do this for now.
good.
He took a few more glances and found that there was a faster way to obtain his merit level, which was to preach the Dharma and preach. The more people he preached to, the greater his merit level would be.
His eyes lit up. He had the final say in the entire Youcheng. How could it be difficult to spread the Dharma? He couldn't help but sneered, "Junior, just wait." Then he retreated from the room.
On the other side, Ban Lan was talking to He Li and asked, "What happened to the man just now?"
He Li replied: "Sir, that person was not arranged by me."
Ban Lan often asks He Li to arrange for some people to take the initiative to ask questions and point out mistakes. This kind of preaching can attract more people. Of course, he does have some skills himself, and not everyone is arranged by him. This will make it more obvious.
It's true, but I didn't expect to encounter a tough problem today.
He felt keenly that this person was not a simple person. If he had not driven him away decisively in the name of insulting his comrades, and if he had allowed him to continue talking, this good situation might have been disrupted by the other party.
He said: "Next time, don't let this person enter the Taoist room again."
He Li said firmly: "Sir, don't worry, as long as I keep an eye on this person, this person will never come in again."
