The old Taoist priest looked at the eldest disciple who was kneeling on the ground to invite merit, his heart was tired for a while, his face was not obvious, but his eyes were faint, and a trace of cold light appeared inadvertently, but it was fleeting. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon, the old Taoist priest seemed to throw all his unhappiness out of the clouds, and with a smiling face that made people feel like a spring breeze, he walked to the bottom of the altar and cordially lifted his eldest disciple's hands cordially, and said some words of encouragement and promises. The master and apprentice suddenly became a master and apprentice, and they were happy.

"Xuan Cheng, since you're here, why don't you stand aside and protect the Dharma?" The old Taoist priest said with a smile on his face, his tone seemed to be discussed, but he did not give the place the slightest room for refusal, and after finishing speaking, he walked towards the altar with the flag in his hand, leaving his eldest disciple to silently retreat to the middle of the crowd of spectators, expressionless and not knowing what he was thinking.

Sometimes, the more chips the better, because the more chips the more you lose, not to mention that you can do things like this, even if you take advantage of the time to borrow a momentary force, you will inevitably have the cause and effect of the debt, if you succeed, it is good, in case of failure, it is a situation that does not die. The old Taoist priest didn't think that he could escape the burden of cause and effect, and he could escape the pursuit of that real person all over the world!

It's just that now they have already received the promises and gold and silver of those people, for the sake of the sect, for fame, fortune and wealth, the Dharma is already like an arrow, and it has to be sent!

At this point, there is no turning back. Even if he now shattered the body of his eldest disciple with a ghost in his heart, he couldn't get it back. Now the old Taoist priest has only one fight.

It's just that no matter whether he wins or loses, the old Taoist priest has secretly made up his mind that he will never let that criminal be better.

The Dao of Heaven is indeed unobserved, because everything in the world is a part of the Dao of Heaven, so it is naturally impossible for anything to be hidden from God.

But where there is light, there must be shadow, and where there is good, there must be negative. The sky is not yet complete, and the heavenly machine is naturally not without the possibility of being blinded for a while. With the help of some special means, not to mention those heavenly immortals, even the cultivators in the human world may not be without the possibility of exploiting small loopholes under the rules of the heavenly way one or two tricks.

Of course, this is not really to deceive the heavenly machine, but to find a suitable way to change the previous cause and effect under the clear heavenly opportunity.

For example, changing one's life against the sky, and then avoiding death and prolonging life, and cultivating longevity, etc.

The sky above the nameless mountain was already cloudy, and the black clouds were overwhelming. The small hill is like a ghost domain, and there is no sign of the world except for the endless evil spirit. If it weren't for the fact that there was already a large protective array laid by the dust around the mountain, which was running endlessly, blocking the dark and evil aura inside, maybe the surrounding hundred miles would have become a ghost country on earth.

"Since the big array has not stopped, presumably the master is safe and sound now!" Yun Lingzi stood on a river beach on the other side of the river and pointed in the direction of the nameless mountain.

If something happened to the dust, the large array outside had lost the impetus of the dust, and it must have been broken by the thick evil qi on the nameless mountain. When the time comes, it will definitely be a great disaster on earth. No matter what aspect they stood on, Yun Hua and Yun Lingzi didn't dare to stand by coldly.

Yun Lingzi and Yun Hua both knew that they couldn't control the dust robbery. But this big array, Yun Lingzi and the others are ready to take over the past at any time when they ignore it, so as not to cause a catastrophe and increase the bad karma of their master.

Yunhua was silent, neither refuting nor acknowledging. I just stared blankly at the other side of the river, not knowing what I was thinking.

Some things don't mean "sorry" as if they never happened. Yun Hua and Yun Lingzi are sisters and sisters, and they have also had decades of friendship. It's just that after the swords faced each other that day, they never said a word calmly. If it weren't for Shuangshuang's calculation of his master's heavenly and human tribulation this time, they wouldn't have appeared here.

It's not that the two sides don't want to reconcile, but that the knot between the two sides.

And the heart knot is not just that one fight, but the reason for it was planted early.

Yun Lingzi has a close relationship with Yun Hua, so he naturally knows Yun Hua's mind before anyone else, but he didn't expect that Yun Hua would really say it one day and make it.

Yun Hua wanted more than just a master, but such a mind seemed in the eyes of Yun Lingzi, who worshipped the dust as a god. It's tantamount to a great rebellion! not only strongly opposed, but also used practical actions many times to show that he would never agree with his sister's "wishful thinking".

That time, Yunhua's heart and demons suddenly attacked, and he would attack Yun Lingzi, but there was no cause and effect of "grudges" with Yun Lingzi on weekdays.

Therefore, Yun Hua and Yun Lingzi tried to reconcile again and again, but they broke up again and again because of differences of opinion.

On weekdays, it seems that Yun Lingzi is bold, daring to do things, and doesn't care much about the eyes of the world, but he is very firm in the face of "big rights and wrongs". On the contrary, Yunhua, who follows the rules on weekdays, is the biggest hidden "boss" who challenges the rules of the world.

Those who seek immortals, go to the three corpses first, are tranquil and desireless, calm and bright, accumulate all goodness, take medicine effectively, and become immortals.

Although everyone wishes to become an immortal, it is just how to cut off the three corpses, but few people know about it. Dare to give it a try, and there are very few who can give it a try.

Without him, the evil thoughts of the three corpses are one with oneself, and it is easy to kill others, but it is difficult to kill oneself. At this time, the dust had already fallen into a dream of knowing the sea, and many distracting thoughts were rushing like a flood. The line between life and death, the road hangs a little. If you can't find the location of the three evil thoughts in the dream, even if it is not a catastrophe and your body is dead, you will not wake up from a long dream, and you will know that your longevity is exhausted.

Who has no desire? There is the same as dust. In the process of seeking to return to the basics of the Dao, the first thing to clear is a lot of distracting thoughts, and then you can return to the innate nature the day after tomorrow and approach the Heavenly Dao with humanity.

If the dust really reaches the realm of desirelessness and selflessness, there is no need to face all kinds of demons.

And the desire is not obvious on weekdays, but it is always there. It's like a pond of water, how hard it is suppressed on weekdays, how powerful the rebound is.

Now the dust has sunk into a dream-like dream, half-false and half-true dream.

Lichen dreamed of a past life. I dreamed about what happened after that thunderstorm.

It's just that in the dream he didn't die, but really found the lost monastic scriptures.

"The heavens are clear; The earth has a peace, and God has a spirit; The valley is profitable; All things come to life in one; The prince has to think that the world is right, and people have to live forever. ”

"What is one?" Lichen asked.

The dust that has returned to Qingcheng Mountain is about to go crazy, why is this Taoist scripture completely different from the scriptures of later generations?

Get his book, but don't know what it means. Got the door. and not allowed to enter. The dust in the dream is already like a madness, and everything around him is completely ignored.

Time passed day by day, and the dust that was immersed in the dream of cultivating immortals and couldn't extricate himself became a joke of the entire Xuanguang Temple, and it also became a burden and waste of the Xuanguang Temple.

"What is one" The dust still asks when he sees people in the entrance view, and the perfunctory sentences that he knows, and the ones who don't know are frightened by the appearance of the dust and jump away. delayed the incense of the pilgrims, affected the reputation of the entrance view, not to mention, and really caused a lot of misunderstandings.

The Xuanguang concept in the new era is no longer the Xuanguang concept when Master Chen was still in the world. has never been carefree, but slowly under the magic of money, it has become a mortal world with rampant desires.

The dust cloak is scattered. There is not the slightest appearance of "Taoist masters", which really makes a group of newly educated and cultivated new disciples regard it as a "shame" of the "Xuanguang View".

But helplessly, the dust is too high and the seniority is too old, and Xuanguangguan can only be regarded as an idler, allowing the dust to run around the mountains and wilderness, as if it does not exist.

Until one day, a group of blonde and blue-eyed "foreign friends" bumped into the dust, and they couldn't communicate so much that they were so shocked that they thought that the dust emitted by the cloak wanted to attack them.

The accompanying leaders were half angry, and under the order of the superior officials, the Taoist priests in the temple really couldn't bear the crazy delirium.

This year, Lichen is nearly fifty years old. In the past, a little incense had long since dissipated, but now under the catastrophe, the dust was really held hostage by a few reserve disciples and thrown out of the door wall, leaving the dust to fend for itself.

"What is one?" was confused, and he didn't care at all.

The Taoist scriptures have already been read by heart a thousand times, but they have never found a matching answer. Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, or Buddhism, none of them can make the dust enter the Tao.

If you can get through, you are right, and if you can't, you must be wrong.

Lichen, who was driven out of the mountain gate, asked people all the way, and got a variety of strange answers, and none of them answered correctly.

Of course, the delirious dust can't go far.

It is no longer possible to eat and drink in the Xuanguang Temple, and when I am thirsty, the rain in the sky and the ditches on the ground have become places for drinking water. When the insects on the ground are hungry, the charity of the villagers can be a source of food. As a result, it became a joke near the Xuanguang Temple, especially the tattered Taoist robe that made the entire Xuanguang Temple "humiliated".

Autumn went to winter, and in this cold and windy winter, it was rare that the dust did not run around.

I can't run anymore.

The thin and tattered summer clothes could no longer stop the cold outside, and the hungry belly could not support the physical strength of wandering around. Lichen was left alone in an abandoned wooden house on a remote hill. He sat on the threshold in a daze, trembling but his eyes seemed to be clearer at last.

"Huh! The old madman didn't come down the mountain today, so he wouldn't freeze to death on the mountain, right? In a village not far from the hill where Lichen lived, a man who was opening the gate looked around, and suddenly muttered as if he remembered something.

For more than half a year, every day the old madman would go down the mountain to ask someone a strange question, because his family was Chen's closest "neighbor", and Chen's mind was not clear, so he naturally asked every time, once a day and never stopped. Although it was very speechless, after getting used to it, the old madman suddenly didn't come down the mountain but felt a little unaccustomed.

"It's such a cold day, maybe!" The wife, who was sitting in the room, replied.

"I heard that the old madman used to be a Taoist priest on the mountain! I heard that fortune telling and feng shui are very effective, but he has become a madman in cultivating the Tao, and now he is even frozen to death, and he doesn't even have anyone to take care of, so it's pitiful! The man sighed. This is at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, not far from Xuanguang Temple, and many people know the origin of the old madman. Now that the old madman has not only been driven down the mountain, but he has also frozen to death alone in the mountain, it is indeed sympathetic to think about it.

"O iniquity! It is estimated that when the weather is a little warmer, the village will send someone to transport the old madman down the mountain and send it to the crematorium to be burned! You can't throw a corpse in the mountains, it's scary! The wife replied and went back to the house to make breakfast, but the man wanted to look in the mountains, but he didn't know whether it was proper or not.

"Unless I wait for me to go up the mountain and have a look, I will do a good deed. If he is alive, give him something to eat, give him some shelter from the cold in his torn clothes, and if he is dead, quickly notify the village to report to the police station to deal with it, otherwise wait a few days, who knows what it will look like to be gnawed by rats or something? While breakfast, the man consulted with his wife.

"Eat!" The wife shook her head a little annoyed, and immediately threw away the horrible and disgusting image. A good breakfast, being said like this, where is there still an appetite under the association?

After breakfast, the sun finally climbed high, and the man finally kindly brought a few buns and an old quilt up the mountain.

If the old madman is still alive, the buns and quilts can save his life, and if he dies, a few buns are also considered memorials, and the quilts are not considered to be naked.

The hill is not high, and the woods on the hill are quite dense. The man knew that Dust lived there. The dilapidated house was built by the forest keepers in the past, and it has been decades old, and it has long since decayed. Maybe a gust of wind would have blown the broken wooden house down that day. Only the old madman is delirious, and the poor who have no relatives alive will live there.

"Maybe it's really gone," the man thought to himself as he climbed up the hill without hearing a voice, and when he climbed up the hill he found the old madman still sitting alive on the threshold of the wooden house.

"Fusheng immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, dare to be good and longevity, what is one?" When Lichen saw the man coming, he didn't ask crazy as usual, but stood up and greeted the man deeply like a normal person.

The man was a little strange, how the old madman was not crazy today. So I asked strangely, "Aren't you crazy?" ”

"Fusheng immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, dare to be good and longevity, what is one?" Lichen didn't answer the man's words, but continued to ask, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal.

"One is one, old madman, why do you ask so much?" The man replied amusefully, it seemed that the old madman was indeed different, although he was still in tatters, but he no longer had that madness. That's why I answered, I usually only give some leftovers, where will I answer seriously?

Lichen was stunned when he heard this, ignored the man anymore, and sat back on the threshold of the wooden house slowly and without a word, becoming as if he was stupid.

"I was afraid that you would starve to death and freeze to death in the mountains, so I brought you a few buns and a quilt. I said old madman, you can't do this, you might as well go to the shelter! As long as you're not crazy, the shelter will still take it. Although the conditions are not very good, at least there is food and accommodation! The man kindly persuaded him.

"One is one, why do you ask so much? One is one, ask so much what to do... There were words in the mouth, back and forth, and he didn't look at the food quilt in the man's hand, but kept repeating that sentence as if he was stunned.

"Old madman, old madman?" Seeing this, the man hurriedly raised his head and called a few times.

"Crazy again!" The man sighed helplessly, I heard that some madness is indeed sober for a while, crazy for a while, fortunately this old madman does not hurt people, but it also makes people helpless, after thinking about it, he put the quilt at the feet of the dust, and put a few buns on the quilt and prepared to leave.

But he didn't want to just walk more than ten steps, and then he heard a sigh from behind: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Poor Dao, thank you for your good life. One is one, why ask, why think more? If you keep yourself, you will get one, it turns out that I am obsessed with the old way! ”

"Old madman, aren't you crazy again?" The man turned around in surprise and asked.

"When did Poor Dao go crazy, but he just didn't think it through!" Lichen smiled bitterly and said: "Good and evil are rewarded, and good fortune and longevity will be long." Old Taoist, I've been away from the mountain gate for too long, it's time to go back! ”。