Chapter Twenty-Nine: Borrowing the Ground to Observe
The sun is shining and the sky is clear.
Three stars in the hole.
The white-faced scholar sat on the altar and began to preach.
All the disciples were sitting on their knots, concentrating.
There are three hundred and sixty side doors in the Daozi Gate, and the doors all have positive fruits.
What the white-faced scholar said, there are many side doors, and hundreds of schools of thought are all involved.
It's miscellaneous, but it's not lacking.
The white-faced scholar is like a river, with witty words, and when he talks about the essence, it is like a sky falling and the ground is surging with golden lotus.
Compared with Lingshan, Kunlun Mountain, and Penglai Xiandao, there are many protΓ©gΓ©s and disciples all over the world.
Samsangdong pursues an elite policy. In the three-star cave, Bodhi sat down with a total of nine disciples of the first generation, who had already become teachers, and they were all independent figures, and the second generation of disciples was less than 100 people.
Patriarch Bodhi has long ceased to preach at the altar in person, and has sat down with nine disciples, only the second and ninth elders live in the three-star cave, and the remaining seven are either serving in the heavenly court or idle clouds and wild cranes.
The second child is immersed in Dan Dao, and his attainments in alchemy are extremely deep. But he has a withdrawn personality and is not easy to deal with.
Lao Jiubai's scholar is surnamed Guo, his name is thick, and he is cultivated by Taiyi Immortal. Before cultivating, he was a poor talent who had repeatedly failed to win. There is nothing extraordinary, but he is generous and has a clear mind.
The responsibilities of the Sanxingdong and the second-generation disciples all fell on Guo Houshi.
After all, Guo Houshi was born as a scholar, although his cultivation is not presumptuous, but he has read thousands of books, his vision is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and his speech skills are first-class.
There is a way to play the wonderful three-vehicle teaching, and the subtlety is complete.
The disciples listened in fascination.
The monkey crouched in a remote corner of the dojo.
Alone, borrowing the ground to observe.
Bodhi is in retreat.
Ah Zi was imprisoned and ordered not to return to the Taiyi Immortal Realm and not to come out.
After all, Bodhi did not accept the monkey as an apprentice, but he also did not set any rules and regulations for the monkey.
Three-star cave, monkeys can go anywhere.
It took the monkey a long time to figure this out, and finally one day when Guo Houshi was preaching, he crept into the dojo.
In this regard, Guo Houshi turned a blind eye and didn't see it.
The monkey sighed and let go of the burden in his heart.
There is now a scene.
After a few days, Guo Houshi finally finished teaching.
Next, it's time to solve the puzzles.
Suddenly, a disciple said: "Master, my generation cultivates, there are two ways to cultivate spells and cultivate the body. For example, during the famine, the master of physical skills and the great god of Gonggong collapsed the sacred mountain with his head, and the master of magic Nuwa Niangniang refined the colorful stone to make up for the sky. The disciple wants to know, who is better in the end of physical arts and spells?"
Guo Houshi bowed his head and said: "Yuanfeng, your words are wrong." First, there is no beginning and no end to the path of cultivation, and there is no end to the cultivation of the body or the cultivation of spells. Second, there are 3,000 avenues and 800 side doors, and all doors can preach, and there is no one stronger than whom, only the appropriate and the unsuitable. If the water gods work together to cultivate spells, he can still collapse Buzhou Mountain? If Nuwa Niangniang's body cultivation technique, can she refine stones to make up for the sky?"
Sweep the disciples in the audience.
Guo Houshi said: "There is a saying in the mortal world that 'chickens don't pee, each has its own way', and the words are not coarse. You don't need to envy the Tao of others, as long as you find the right Tao for yourself, it is the true Tao. β
After speaking, Guo Houshi glanced at the monkey in the corner, intentionally or unintentionally.
Monkey a rin.
"What is my 'word'?"
By the time the monkey came back to his senses, the puzzle was over.
After Guo Houshi tried his best to his disciples, he drifted away.
The disciples gathered in groups to exchange experiences.
"What is there to be entangled? Brute, it's time to choose the 'animal way'. β
A gloomy, somewhat hoarse voice. A thin, dark-skinned, dark-faced man in Tsing Yi stared condescendingly at a monkey squatting on the ground, carrying a rusty iron sword behind his back.
This is a sword cultivator.
Tianpeng is the chief disciple of the Sanxing Cave, the posture of the sky, and the peak cultivation of the Great Luo Immortal. Now he is in an important position in the Heavenly Court, with the official position of generalissimo, commanding 300,000 Tianhe water troops. Compared with the Bodhi Patriarch who doesn't care about things and is not very reliable, Tianpeng's prestige among the second generation of disciples is even better.
The grievances between the canopy and the monkey have been more or less spread in the Sanxing Cave.
And the monkey is in the three-star cave, nameless and shareless, just an outsider.
Naturally, the monkey was not welcomed in the Sanxing Cave, and many disciples were hostile to the monkey.
The monkey glanced faintly at the dark-skinned sword cultivator who had provoked him, and turned around and left the dojo without saying a word.
Staring at the back of the monkey's departure, the black-skinned sword cultivator secretly hated.
The monkey wandered aimlessly in the Sanxing Cave, wandering in his heart, unable to be indifferent to the exclusion and cynicism of the second-generation disciples.
But he could only endure it.
Doesn't Buddhism advocate the equality of all beings?
Where is the equality between demons and humans?
I was born a demon, so I am destined to be intolerable?
The monkey's mind wandered.
Before I knew it, I came to a deep path.
The trail winds and does not know the end.
The monkey walked in not long ago.
Suddenly, a girl stood in the center of the trail ahead.
The monkey stopped and said to himself, "How can anyone be in such a remote place?"
The monkey didn't want to deal with the people here and turned to leave.
"Please, please wait a minute. β
The girl suddenly trotted over, timidly.
The monkey looked confused.
The girl is petite and exquisite, with a round face and watery eyes, clear and pure.
"Something?" the monkey said uncertainly, but there was no third person around.
"Ah, ah, no, it's okay......" The girl was a little timid, and said crampedly: "Only, just to tell you, just now in the dojo, the sword cultivator who provoked you, his name is Yuan Yi, one of the most powerful people in our second generation of disciples, the captain of the discipline team, and he has already cultivated in the Golden Immortal Realm." β
The monkey was a little stunned and said, "Got it, thank you." β
Seeing that the monkey was unmoved, the girl hurriedly said, "He is the descendant disciple of Tianpeng. β
The monkey was stunned.
The girl mustered up the courage and said, "Sun Wukong, you have to be careful. β
After saying that, he ran away in a panic, and after a few steps, he crooked his foot and almost fell.
Looking back, he secretly saw that the monkey was still in a daze, and his face flushed weakly.
Stumbling away.
Until the girl disappeared at the end of the trail, the monkey was thoughtful.
"Disciple of the Canopy......"