Chapter 52: The Resentment Society
"Come in. β
A voice that was not loud, but extremely deep, sounded. The door in front of Su Luo opened silently, and there was an endless depth of darkness inside.
He stepped into the room, and the next moment, he felt that there was a hazy yellowish light and shadow floating in front of him, and he was confused for a moment, and then the next moment had disappeared without a trace, he was already in a small room that was not even a square face, not even a window, let alone a pearl of lights, but there was naturally light, and people could see clearly.
On the floor of the room sat a middle-aged Taoist, with a black wooden hairpin diagonally inserted, with the same dark face, with a dignified and expressionless appearance, but on his body he was draped in a robe made of brightly marked, which looked as if it had been freshly peeled off from the skin of a tiger.
"Uncle Tiger. β
Su Luo took a step forward, leaned over and saluted respectfully.
Uncle Tiger's dark face was cold and emotionless, he opened his eyes and glanced at him, and then his face suddenly became exciting, about three or five times before he showed a strange look, looked at Su Luo with a smile, nodded again and again, shook his head, and said angrily: "The luck of astigmatism is too good, and it is too bad." β
Su Luo was already stunned when he heard it, and his thoughts were sluggish for a while, and he didn't know what Uncle Tiger meant by this, but he still remembered the situation when he met last time, stood up straight, took another half step forward, sat down on the ground, and said: "The disciple has not been in the school palace for several days, so he didn't come to see Uncle Hu, and he was terrified. β
Uncle Tiger had a much more amicable attitude than last time, and when he heard this, he laughed and scolded: "What to do with these hypocritical faces, your master doesn't like this!"
Su Luo also laughed: "Uncle Shi is Uncle Shi, and a disciple can't guess Uncle Shi's preferences and thoughts, so it won't be a bad thing to be respectful after all, even if it's a master and a senior brother, I guess I won't say that this is wrong." β
He said this because over the past few days, he has come to understand the dignity and humility in Taoism, and the gap between generations and cultivation has brought about a huge and cold divide.
To be a disciple, you must always have the appearance of being a disciple.
Uncle Hu couldn't help but nod and said, "Very good, cultivators must always have some ideas of their own, otherwise what they are cultivating is not their own way, but the rules set by others." β
Of course, the Tao is the rule of heaven and earth, but the Tao is not the rule.
There is a very profound truth in these words, Su Luo didn't have time to think about it for a while, he just brewed it in his heart, and then thanked: "Thank you Uncle Hu for your teachings." β
"You practice very fast...... "Uncle Hu's eyes have a deep color, "In this way, it doesn't make much sense to give you a credit in ten days, but it's better than nothing, your master and that kid Chihuang are both of this temperament, so give me the identity warrant." β
"Yes. β
Su Luo took out the identity talisman and held it with both hands. Uncle Tiger took it, quickly added two credits to his identity order, and returned it to him.
Uncle Tiger didn't speak.
Su Luo thought for a moment and asked, "I don't know if Uncle Tiger still has a disciple?"
Uncle Tiger still didn't speak.
Su Luo had to stand up, Shi Li stepped back, and the wooden wall behind him revealed a portal, and when Su Luo turned around and went in, Uncle Hu waved away the door and sat calmly.
A strange smile appeared on his dark face, with a hint of coldness and sighing, and he still closed his eyes for a long time, like a tiger that had slipped asleep.
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Su Luo walked out of the Tibetan Dao Temple.
The slight smoke and rain made him feel a little happy in his heart, and then he saw Yue Xiaohan sitting in the rain, he walked closer, Yue Xiaohan seemed to have a sense, opened his eyes and got up.
Su Luo smiled and said, "Let's go, I said that the Tongdao Hall invites you, but don't think about too expensive wine and meat, I don't have so many credits to spend." β
Yue Xiaohan knew that Su Luo was a second-generation disciple of Taoism, but he also knew that Su Luo was still in the meditation realm, and it was impossible to have too many credits, and he also had his own habits, and said: "Of course, it is a waste to use such a thing as credits in the Tongdao Hall...... But I did hunger and thirst for many years, and longed for fat meat and cold wine. β
Su Luo nodded, walked first, and said in a rambling voice: "Forget jΓ¬ sue sΓΉ you, my name is Su Luo." β
"Master Su......" Yue Xiaohan's face suddenly groaned, and he said regretfully: "I have long since lost the student status of Tianri Taoism, although I came out, but I don't know what to call it if I want to be regarded as a black household in Sunset Peak." β
Su Luo thought for a while and said, "You only press your original identity, and you won't lose anything anyway." β
He is not a pretentious person, he thinks that he is not familiar with the other party, and he has the grace to rescue, even if he is not as good as the cultivation of the year, but listening to the other party's "uncle", of course Yue Xiaohan is not a loss.
Yue Xiaohan really showed a free look, and said, "Uncle Su!"
......
There are many halls in the school palace dojo, and among them there is a fellow hall of the same way.
The height of the Tongdao Hall is very high, so it seems to be very high-end, and the space is very large, so it is very atmospheric, and the "rich" disciples who are not some spare credits will definitely not come here, so it seems to be very high-grade.
But in Su Luo's opinion, this place is no different from the teahouse, wine and restaurant in the world.
As long as you have enough credits, you can enjoy the delicacies cooked by powerful demon beasts in the Tongdao Hall, you can drink the wine made from elixir-level treasured fruits, and you can enjoy the most moving maids dancing...... Su Luo took the lead in walking into the Hall of the Fellow Daoists, and when he heard and saw it, he felt that there was the slightest smell of cultivators seeking immortals from the Dao?
There is only one word, vulgar.
It's so vulgar that it's unbearable.
For example, there was immediately a woman who was brightly dressed and beautiful, but it could be seen at a glance that she was quite cultivated, but in fact she was a female disciple in the palace rather than a servant, stepped forward, bowed under the carved door of the Tongdao Hall, and said sweetly: "Greetings to the two senior brothers, do you want a third-class seat below, or a second-class elegant seat above?"
The third class is the bottom, hundreds of wooden tables, and it can be seen that there are seventy or eighty people sitting in separate seats, drinking and dining, talking and laughing; the second class is on the upper floor, which can be viewed from a high position, and the scenery and tone of service are naturally different; as for the first class, it is at the top, and the guests are entertained in separate rooms, showing respect, and the woman who welcomes the guests is not even mentioned.
Su Luo pointed to the open space on the first floor of the Tongdao Hall with his hand and said, "Let's do it here." β
The woman smiled and said, "Two senior brothers, please come with me." β
Su Luo and Yue Xiaohan were led through the wooden tables where the guests were seated, and when they came to an empty seat next to them, the two sat down opposite each other, and the female disciple asked with a sweet smile, "What kind of delicious food do the two senior brothers want to enjoy?"
Su Luo was not timid, and said calmly: "It's the first time I've come here, and I'll give him the fattest meat, more, two fruits and vegetables, and a pot of wine." β
The other party really understood what he meant, and if he didn't click clearly, it would mean that he only needed to bring up the cheaper amount, which was also common in the Tongdao Palace, so he said with a smile: "The fattest meat in the Tongdao Hall is the steamed five-jin deer breast, which is enough for only two credits, one credit for each of fruits and vegetables, and it is also unlimited, and there are ten years of snow water to make a hundred flowers wine, and only one credit is needed for one credit per pot, and the two senior brothers are seated for one credit per person, and I would like to thank the senior brother for giving me a credit, a total of eight credits, please pay the credits." β
As she spoke, a palm-sized jade talisman slipped out of the woman's sleeve.
Su Luo remained silent and took out his identity talisman, but he was secretly sighing in his heart, this is eight credits, nearly three Divine Cultivation Pills. Ordinary Academy disciples really don't have the courage to come to the Tongdao Hall to spend money.
As Yue Xiaohan said: It's too wasteful.
The other party put his identity talisman and the jade talisman in his hand together, with a perfect fit, and clicked twice on the flashing jade talisman, and handed back his identity talisman.
Eight credits have already left.
Taoism has a proper system, and there is no possibility of being deducted more credits.
The woman smiled and bowed, then left.
Ushering in this table, she can earn a credit.
The Tongdao Hall does not use the service of servants, but hires the disciples of the Academy, just to make the disciples who come to spend the credits feel satisfiedβthe kind of inner pleasure that can be called "distorted" to be served by the same sect.
In particular, the errand of welcoming guests in the Tongdao Hall can be called a fat difference, and whenever it is released in the branch hall, there are immediately a large number of disciples of the school palace vying for it.
Even if Taoism stipulates that each period can only be done for ten days, it is difficult to welcome too many guests every day in the Tongdao Palace, but there will always be at least thirty or twenty credits to start during these ten days, which is simply fatter than steamed five brocade deer breasts.
After the woman left, it didn't take long for two male disciples wearing the gray and white Taoist robes made by the same Taoist hall, each holding a carved lacquer plate, and walked quickly to the table of Su Luo and the others.
The person in front of him was holding a large pot of hot steamed meat, which was extremely mellow and fat.
On the back plate was a plate of verdant vegetables and a basket of fruits cut with silver needles, as well as a white jade wine jug, and cups and spoons.
The male disciple in front of him put on the large pot of steamed five brocade deer breasts and stepped aside, but saw that the companion who followed him did not put the fruits, vegetables, and wine in his hand for a long time, but stood on the spot, staring at a young disciple who was stunned, angry, and frightened.
He was so frightened that he hurriedly showed his eyes, but it didn't work, and the young disciple in the seat also looked up, couldn't help but show a different color, and said in surprise: "It's you?"
His companion was a young disciple, and he also gritted his teeth at this time and said, "It's you!" But he clearly saw that his companion's tone was cold, and his legs were trembling slightly.
Su Luo said calmly: "I can still see you here, Taoli Garden...... Li Xun. β
Taoli Garden Li Xun.
His complexion and gaze became extremely complicated.
The companion next to him was stunned and said, "Yes......"
Li Xun said with resentment and hatred: "Brother, it's that person!"