"Dao!"

"What is the Tao?"

"The Great Dao is born from nature!"

"The Great Road, no name and no elephant!"

"Great Dao, there are three thousand methods!"

In just five sentences—twenty-four words—Wuji Zhenren gathered the eyes of all the monks in front of him. In front of the first floor, under the clean stone steps, there are two osmanthus trees next to the ancient well, and the flowers on the trees have been thanked a lot...... It was another autumn morning, and the fragrant wood rhinoceros floated in the cool autumn breeze, and from time to time, between the branches of the trees, one or two small yellow flowers floated down and landed on the clothes of the monks sitting on the ground, and then quietly slid down in an instant. The drunken morning light shone silently on the shoulders of countless monks in the courtyard, who were listening attentively. Although there are many people listening to the sermon on the first floor, there is a strange silence in the dense crowd.

Under the stone platform, in the huge courtyard, Wuji Zhenren was sitting cross-legged on a futon made of rattan and straw, and his body had already been replaced with a brand new gray-white Taoist robe, however, Ye Duan noticed that the collar of his master's Taoist robe was turned upward, and his silver silk Taoist bun was still obliquely inserted into the peach hairpin. In front of Master Wuji's real person, there was only a mahogany low table, and there was some falling incense ash on it. On the boxy low table, there is a furnace of cool sweet rosin. In the center of the low table, there is a red sandalwood tea tray, on which is a very small purple clay pot and a delicate white porcelain tea bowl.

On both sides of Master Wuji Zhenren, on the left stood Senior Brother Zeng Shoujing, who was wearing a blue robe stained with yellow mud and half new, but he was wearing a very formal mixed yuan scarf hat on his head, and under his feet were still a pair of gray bast shoes. Ye Duan found that this senior brother of theirs had a wide range of interests, just like now, he was holding a carving knife in his hand, carving a black stone with a focused expression, and he had not raised his head for so long. Looking at his serious appearance, Ye Duan felt that his senior brother Zeng Shoujing didn't seem to be interested in what his master, Wuji Zhenren, had said at all......

And standing next to Zeng Shoujing was his second senior brother Wang Shouyi. Interestingly, he was wearing a very new blue robe, and there were clear and regular creases on the robe, and there was absolutely no wrinkle in sight! His hair, which was tied with a scarf, was as if it had been smeared with vegetable oil, and it was shiny and shiny, and it looked a little dazzling in the sunlight. At this moment, Wang Shouyi was constantly rubbing the two mustaches on his face with his hands, and his two eyes were looking east and west, for a while, looking at the male monk's robe, and for a while, at the female monk's hair ornament.

Ye Du knew that their third senior sister had rushed to work overnight last night, and in order to make that Taoist robe for Master Wuji Zhenren, she didn't sleep all night, and everyone could understand it! What's funny is that their fourth senior brother Wu Daoheng! Since Master Wuji Zhenren reprimanded a few words that day, he cried all night at night, and two days have passed since today, and he locked himself in the house and never came out, I don't know if he is in Bigu, or if he is practicing what kind of profound Taoism!

Ye Du stood on the right side of Wuji Zhenren, sometimes seeing that the tea bowls on the table were empty, and from time to time, he would step forward and fill them. Next to Ye Dui was the pretty Gu Manman, at this time, she was tightly pulling Ye Dui's sleeve with her little hands, hiding her little head behind him, and looking at Master Wuji Zhenren with a shy face. After living together for a few days, Ye Duan found that this Gu Manman seemed to have an inexplicable dependence on him, and she wanted to follow him wherever she went. Ye Du was very helpless, he thought that he had a weird personality as a killer, but he didn't expect that the personalities of his brothers and sisters were even weirder than him!

And Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing beside Gu Manman, was in a different situation today! Because, the eyes of a small half girl around him were attracted by him. Under the soft sunlight, Ye Zhiqiu's long hair was draped behind him in a chic manner, a white robe was gently raised in the wind, and between his slender fingers, he was holding a white folding fan that was shaking gently, and on the top of the folding fan, only four words were scribbled - "Lonely Fang Appreciates Himself", I have to say, the words are very bad! Ye Du also wanted to know how much courage he mustered to write it! At that time, Ye Zhiqiu was looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his appearance, is he saying, " Ah, all the sorrows in this world are rivers against the current!"

Of course, among these senior brothers and sisters, there are also those who are in an extremely stable state! That is Pale Feather, who is still shrunk in that wide cloak, with a pair of gray eyes, looking indifferently at his master Wuji Zhenren. Ye Duan found that this junior brother of his seemed to be only interested in what his master said!

In addition to the fact that Wuji is centered on real people, only an open space with a radius of about five feet is set aside. Up and down in all directions, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by countless monks sitting on the ground, and even the surrounding stone railings were full of young Taoist children standing crookedly. Wuji Shibo, who was looking at them, stopped talking, and finally whispered in the crowded crowd......

Wuji Zhenren slowly picked up the tea bowl on the low table, took a sip and put it down, coughed softly, and after clearing his throat, Wuji Zhenren's old voice slowly sounded, only to hear the real person continue: """The Book of Xuanjing" Volume 32 - "The Great Master" has a saying: The spring is dry, the fish are on the land, the wet is wet, and the foam is wet, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes! Disciples of all veins, if you think about it carefully, and from the analysis of the literal meaning of this sentence, there is a question: How can these little fish, even finding a sip of water to drink, go to the rivers, lakes and seas to forget about each other?"

Around Wuji Zhenren, the young disciples under the seat all scratched their ears and cheeks, and exchanged heads and heated discussions, but none of them figured out why. Ye Du couldn't figure it out, he used to think that this sentence was about the love-hate entanglement between men and women. However, when his master talked about it at this time, it should not be this kind of explanation. So, what is his intention?

After the tea was over, until the surrounding chatter became quieter and quieter, Wuji Zhenren stroked his long beard and laughed loudly: "Actually, the spring is dry, which means that the muscles and veins in the monk's body have been exhausted, and the yang energy in the kidney essence has long been cut off! Each of us, after a lifetime, the eight meridians in the body have been automatically closed and become a place of death! Then, the route of the essence in our body is naturally to enter the twelve canons and flow through the whole body...... And on the contrary, there are those who have attained enlightenment. They all retrograde the essence qi in their bodies, closing the way of life, opening up the dead end, rushing the qi of one yang retrograde from the tail lu, and after opening up the two veins of Ren Du, the qi of pure yang is scattered from the eight veins of the Qi Jing into the limbs and hundreds of remains...... This is the so-called forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes! Fish forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, people forgetting each other in Taoism, and forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, is precisely the most profound Taoism in the three classics of Taoism, Xuan, and Yi!"

Wuji Zhenren looked around with kindness - the countless disciples with suddenly realized expressions on their faces, watching the countless joys and contemplations rising on their faces, and after a pause, he continued: "Cultivators, put them to death and live after life, and if they look down on it, they don't care about the gains and losses......! Today, we are not talking about cultivation or Taoism, but we are going to talk about it - 'forgetting'!"

"My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge!" It was only now that Ye Dui understood the true meaning of this sentence, he felt as if he had entered a new world, he suddenly felt how small and ignorant he was, but he was also very excited, because he felt as if he had entered the world of "Dao......

Wuji Zhenren slowly stroked the silver beard under his chin, looked at the vast mountains in the distance with deep eyes, and muttered for a long time before he slowly said, "Forgetting, it's a very interesting thing......

"When a person forgets that he has feet, it means that his shoes are comfortable!"

"A person forgets that he has a waist, which means that his belt is comfortable!"

"When a person forgets that he has a home, it means that his heart is very comfortable!"

"A person, only if he forgets the sword body, forgets the swordsmanship, and forgets the way of the sword, can he step into the realm of Dahua!"

"A person, only if he forgets the mantra, forgets the mudra, and forgets the magic image, can he break through the Three Emperors' Dao-breaking technique!"

"In the end, if he forgets and forgets, he will enter the realm of the 'Tao' of forgetting the rivers and lakes!"

"Later, if he forgets the 'Tao', then he will have to ......... 'Tao'"