There is nothing mysterious about this white rice porridge, it is just a thin porridge made by the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan in accordance with Ye Qingxuan's instructions and using the remaining white rice in the temple, but these pilgrims have only cared about listening to the speech book since noon, and they naturally forgot to eat and drink when they were fascinated by it.

At this time, after suddenly smelling the aroma of porridge, naturally their stomachs were growling, so they all thanked Ye Qingxuan and Qingyuan Daoist, and then they either ordered the servants or stepped forward to get the white porridge in person.

Xu was hungry, even if it was such a bowl of white rice porridge, at this time, these pilgrims who were accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas in the past actually felt sweet and delicious, not ordinary.

"Daoist Qingxuan, dare to ask what is the name of this porridge?" Some people from the rivers and lakes who are doing good things are drinking white porridge while asking, according to their thoughts, what is the tea called Laoshizi Dao tea, so at this moment, this white porridge, I'm afraid there may be some mystery, such as called Dao porridge or something.

After all, the monks all love to play the front machine, although they don't understand the difference between this Taoist priest and the monk, but in the eyes of these people, there must be something in common between the two.

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, he smiled freely, and then said, "This layman is too worried, this is just an ordinary bowl of white rice porridge, if there is any mystery, it can only be said that this is the natural transformation of heaven and earth." ”

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, and they didn't quite understand what Ye Qingxuan wanted to say for a while. The Confucian had a question in his heart, so he naturally wouldn't hold it in his heart, so he stepped forward and saluted, and then asked respectfully, "Dare to ask Dao Chang, what is the mystery of this porridge, what is the wonder of the natural transformation of heaven and earth?"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan snorted at Confucius, "Everyone in the world knows that rice can be used to make porridge, but where does rice come from?"

"Rice is naturally the result of the farmer's hard work!" the Confucian scholar was stunned for a moment, and then replied without thinking.

"However, as the saying goes, planting a grain of millet in spring and harvesting 10,000 seeds in autumn, it is precisely because of the hard work of farmers that there is a meal in this grain plate, but if it is not for the selfless devotion of the earth and the selfless irrigation of the rain and dew rivers, this rice may grow?" Ye Qingxuan said indifferently.

"I can't!" Hearing this, the Confucian scholar seemed to have gained something for a while, and then replied.

"When the rice is ripe, if the peasants don't cut it down with gold and iron tools, will the rice fall into our plate by itself?" Ye Qingxuan continued to ask.

"I can't!" replied Confucius.

The Q&A between Ye Qingxuan and Confucianism has appeared in the Drunken Immortal Building in Xiangyang City many times, and at first some people didn't care about it, and discussed the story with their companions, but over time, they found that the Q&A dialogue between Confucianism and Ye Qingxuan contained Taoist philosophy, which was thought-provoking to listen to.

Therefore, whenever this Confucian and Ye Qingxuan asked questions and answers, a large number of people around the two of them stopped to listen, and this time was no exception.

"When the peasants harvest and husk the rice with gold and iron agricultural tools, and then cook it in a sweet spring, so that we can wait for the meal on our plate, how can it not be called the mystery of the natural transformation of heaven and earth?"

"This little Taoist priest is really powerful, just with this bowl of white porridge, he interprets the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth in heaven and earth, and we who practice martial arts, if we can understand the key and be in harmony with ourselves, we will definitely be able to cultivate into a great progress, and even comprehend a powerful martial art from it!" Yuan Feng stopped to listen, and for a while, he couldn't help but have a little admiration for Ye Qingxuan.

When he Yuan Feng was so old as Ye Qingxuan, where did he know what the natural way of heaven and earth, at that time, he was just fighting in the battle array to gain fame, "It seems that this gate does have some content!"

Not to mention that Yuan Feng pondered contemplatively, but the Confucian student was simply impressed by Ye Qingxuan's answer, "The Taoist is really a true cultivator, and he can use such a simple example to tell the way of the five elements of mutual growth, the students admire!"

"The layman has said that the poor Dao does not dare to take credit, this is the mystery of heaven and earth nature expounded in the classics of my Daomen, it is actually given by the Sanqing Patriarch, and it is not the virtue of the poor Dao!" Ye Qingxuan made a mockery, naturally not daring to boast.

The Taoist philosophy that Ye Qingxuan told these pilgrims in the past was just that he had learned and applied it with modern thinking, and most of the other content was what he saw from the Internet back then.

"Dao Chief, I don't know these three ......"

"Dao Chief, it's really clever!" However, before Confucius could finish speaking, a yin and yang strange voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the sound when he heard it, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out, and made a mockery at the owner of the voice, saying "Don't dare".

The person who spoke was dressed in a black samurai suit, tall, with a heroic scarf tied on his head, and a black sheath long sword in his arms.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't you have such an expression and say, you're a bad person, are you going to do something?" Ye Qingxuan was silent on the surface, but he inevitably complained in his heart, "When you are a bad person, can you be a little quiet?"

Before Ye Qingxuan could speak again, he saw the man arch his hand towards everyone, and then continued, "Xiaodao Chief, you are a cultivator in the mountains, you are called the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, and you worship your three pure gods, why do you want to tell the script in the market, isn't it that this monk still wants to seek money and become a rich man?"

Everyone present suddenly heard this, and although they didn't agree for a while, they also felt slightly inappropriate, after all, the great monks they had seen never used the market for money.

Therefore, these onlookers who eat melons can't help but whisper.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him lightly when he heard this, and ignored everyone's whispering, just waved the dust in his hand, and made a fool of the Confucian student, and then said in the direction of the Jade Void Pavilion, "This layman, please here!"

"You little Taoist priest...... The troublemaker saw that Ye Qingxuan actually ignored him, and he couldn't help but be angry for a while.

However, as if he didn't exist, Ye Qingxuan directly led the Confucian scholar and a group of melon-eating people into the Jade Void Temple, and the troublemaker obviously had not achieved his goal, and he followed in with a turn of his eyes.

Seeing the man coming in, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, "I'm not afraid that you won't take the bait, I'm about to use you to stand up for me!"

What purpose this person has, Ye Qingxuan didn't know, but when he glanced at everyone, he had already found that including this troublemaker, there were several other people whose eyes flickered, obviously calculating something in their hearts, with Ye Qingxuan's modern vision and knowledge, he naturally knew it.

Their purpose is nothing more than to fall on their own words, and Ye Qingxuan also has a plan in his heart, and plans to take this opportunity to show these pilgrims a door, quiet and inaction.