Ping An stood aside very well and was silent, the expression on his face was still the kind of dazed and ignorant that made Shi Taigong's egg hurt, in fact, Ping An was very proud in his heart, and he successfully fooled Shi Taigong in the past.

He's confused, so let him continue to be confused.

"Not true. ”

How could Shi Taigong be so easy to fool, after a short period of envy, jealousy and hatred, he immediately discovered the problem, Shi Taigong's weather-beaten eyes became sharp again, stared at Ping An and asked: "You said that if you read and read, you will enter a mysterious realm, and there is something to break out of the shell?"

"Yes, that's right!" Ping'an nodded obediently, "Especially when reading "University", "Analects", and "The Mean", this feeling is even more obvious. ”

Shi Taigong was stunned for a moment, and then his immortal face showed an expression that was almost crazy, and he screamed with jealousy: "Enlightenment! This is enlightenment! You actually have enlightenment! And you understand the way of Confucianism, this is ...... It's unreasonable!"

"Taigong, don't get excited, I was also careless, and I realized!" Ping'an looked at Shi Taigong who was in a state of madness, he was really afraid that this centenarian would be excited and go crazy.

"I'm not excited, Lao Tzu is angry!" Shi Taigong fixed his mind for a while, and then he reluctantly suppressed all kinds of sour vinegar in his heart, and said: "You wait here, Lao Tzu will go and check the ancient books first, and see if there is a similar situation to you?"

After speaking, Shi Taigong got up and walked towards the back of the main hall, shaking his head and muttering as he walked: "Strange, strange......"

Obviously, even in the ancient texts, there is no such record of greatly increasing your skills by playing and reading, and you will become enlightened when you read and read, so when Shi Taigong came out, his face was still foggy, and his eyes looked at peace as if he was looking at a demon.

"Give. ”

Shi Taigong directly threw a few thread-bound books into Ping'an's hands: "You take these books back to read first, and when I have the opportunity, I will take you to ask Old Man Liu, he is very experienced here." ”

This is to drive people away safely.

Ping'an didn't move, and his eyes fell on the books in his hand, "Hug Puzi", "Huang Tingjing", and "Pearl Palace Jade Calendar......

Dizzy!

What kind of books are these?

Ping'an thought that Shi Taigong finally gave him the peerless martial arts secrets he had treasured, but he took a few Taoist classics, did he want me to become a monk?

"I'm going to marry someone in the future!"

However, when Ping'an saw Shi Taigong's depressed expression, he held back the words that he was about to speak, and said goodbye to his acquaintance, but when he just raised his foot, he blurted out a sentence:

"Taigong, what is the Dao, how can I master my own power without being disturbed by the outside world?"

This question has been held in Ping'an's heart for too long.

During this time, with Ping'an's continuous sacrifice of slashing immortal flying knives, eating gold, the Linghua fed back to him by the golden gourd was too terrifying, and reading could no longer control his daily spiritual power, his ears, smell, and hearing were constantly disturbed by the outside world, and all kinds of troubles made him miserable.

In order to solve this problem, Ping An has made a lot of efforts, but there is still no way.

In addition, Ping An was already very clear that from the day he picked up the golden gourd, he had unknowingly started his cultivation.

But what is the Tao, and how should it be cultivated?

So far, Ping An still doesn't understand much, he has long wanted to come to Shi Taigong to get the true scriptures, how can he let it go at this time.

Well!

When Shi Taigong heard Ping'an's question, his eyes sharpened again, staring at Ping'an, as if he could understand people's hearts.

Ping An immediately felt like someone was being seen through his mind, and even his keen divine ability seemed to be suppressed.

At this moment, the air in the room seems to be depressed.

Only this kind of depression passed away in an instant, Shi Taigong returned to that very stinky appearance, and after taking a few puffs of dry tobacco in his hand, he said: "What is the Tao? Don't ask me, I don't know." ”

"Why?" asked Ping.

Shi Taigong took a deep breath of dry smoke, spit it out, his face was shrouded in smoke, and said slowly: "Dao, it is something that Taoists cultivate in order to become immortals, if I understand, Lao Tzu would have soared a long time ago, and he will still chat with you here?"

Peace and embarrassment.

Just when Ping An was disappointed, Shi Taigong said like a knife: "Although I don't know much, I probably know a little, the so-called Tao actually refers to the charm of all things, because everything in the world, whether it is people, animals, plants, has its charm." As long as we understand their charm, we can understand the truth of their existence. ”

This is like the difference between a painter and a generation of famous painters. The painter is just painting the shape of things, but a generation of people is different, meaning to the pen, the world's scenery, all of them can not be painted, as long as he is wonderful, the masterpiece is suddenly natural.

This is also why the paintings of Qi Baishi, Xu Beihong, and Zhang Daqian can be worth ten thousand gold per foot, because their paintings have already painted the charm of things. ”

"To put it bluntly, the 'Tao' referred to by Taoists is a kind of charm, and the charm of mastering all things is the Tao. ”

"As for how to master your own power without external interference, the simplest and most critical method is that you have to figure out where your power comes from?"

Shi Taigong said one by one, the words were clear, and Ping An understood it as soon as he heard it, and there was a kind of mouthful.

"Taigong, don't you understand where the power comes from, so that you can not be disturbed?"

"That's it!" Shi Taigong said approvingly: "This is like me practicing martial arts, no matter how I practice my strength, the power it generates comes from my qi and blood, and I can naturally control it." ”

"So if you want to control the power, you have to figure out where that power comes from. ”

After saying this, Shi Tai closed his eyes and recuperated, and he almost let Ping An get out.

"Thank you, Taigong, then I'll go first, and I'll come back next time. ”

Ping An said goodbye, greeted Feng Dajun, who was standing in front of Shi Taigong's gate, and quietly retreated.

"Weird, why do the two dogs raised by this kid seem to have spirituality?" Shi Taigong suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the two people and two dogs who were gradually moving away, shook his head, and looked a little gloomy.

What is Tao?

He had long cultivated the national art to the highest level of Dan Jin, and he had been longing for it for decades.

......

Ping'an took Feng Dajun out of Shi Taigong's house, flipped through a book, and no matter how many pages he turned to, he saw a line that read:

"Lao Jun said: Good is like water, and water is good for all things. is evil to everyone, so it is more than the way. Dwelling in a good place, being kind in heart, being kind and benevolent, being good in words and faith, good in government, good in doing things, and good in time......"

“#@$#@......”

I don't understand, what is written, what about my Tao?

Ping An thought that these books must have a way to calm his mind, but he really didn't understand the words in them.

"Maybe the next one can understand. ”

Ping'an picked up another "Hug Puzi", ten lines at a glance, all of which are in classical Chinese, and the meaning in the sentence is mysterious and mysterious, it is really like reading a book from heaven, completely in the clouds.

However, Ping An still found that these Taoist books were summed up in one word - Xuan.

"Well, I don't want to, I'd better go home and eat. Ping An decided to give up, and planned to use his clever head to figure out a peerless secret, he didn't believe that he couldn't solve the matter of erecting a chicken in the morning, and he didn't believe that he couldn't call the little gourd.

Well, little gourd?

Just when Ping An gave up, his footsteps stopped!

There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his head......

Road!

Isn't my word a golden gourd?

I still have to find what Dao, what peerless secrets, what Qi to refine, the vitality it gives me is not the purest Qi in this world!

It turned out that I had been ignoring my most important way.