"But Brother Sun, you're not too young. Zhao Xingfan felt that it was a bit too much to say about Sun Dong.

Sun Dong's face was full of disdain: "So what, I am now in the same house for four generations, I don't know how happy I am, and I have to work hard for the sake of cultivation, isn't that the cart before the horse?"

Zhao Xingfan was speechless, how could this situation be completely unexpected, he couldn't, and after saying a few words casually, he said goodbye.

Back in Zhushan, coinciding with the answering of questions once every five days, Zhao Xingfan naturally stood up again, saluted Shi Xuan and said: "Teacher, the disciple has asked you for twenty years, you tell me, and after twenty years, I will ask him again, but after twenty years, the old disciple still insists that mortals are better than monks, even if both parents pass away, there is no regret." Please also ask the teacher to teach me. ”

As these monks cultivated the exercises taught by Shi Xuan and broke through the realm one by one, they began to call Shi Xuan a teacher, but Shi Xuan was noncommittal.

Listening to Zhao Xingfan's question, Shi Xuan smiled faintly: "And in twenty years, you will ask him again." ”

Zhao Xingfan was dumbfounded, he couldn't have imagined that the teacher would continue to answer like this, did he really have to ask again in twenty years?

Shi Xuan looked down, compared to the heyday, the sky and bamboo branches were crowded with monks, and now the top of the bamboo mountain was empty, and there were only five thousand monks.

Because the two Dao methods taught by Shi Xuan were only in the Jindan Realm, and they were finished in almost a year, so in the past twenty years, they have been repeated twenty times, and the entire Ziluo Country, those who can come to listen to it have already heard it well, and their juniors, relatives and friends can also listen to it from their mouths, and there is no need to trek through mountains and rivers to come.

These more than 4,000 monks still came because today was the day when Shi Xuan answered his questions, and on weekdays, there were even less than 100 monks on Zhushan, of course, those monks needed to fight for resources in order to break through the realm, so it was reasonable to choose.

Shi Xuan got up, all the monks below saluted respectfully, and the beasts and birds in the bamboo forest also bowed their hands in a similar manner, such as the white fox, the kitten, and the brocade mouse, all of which stood in human form, with their two front paws raised together, and the birds fanned and bent their wings.

Over the years, the monks have lived in harmony with beasts and birds, and they have also known about the retribution of grace, Shi Xuan often sees precious spiritual herbs from other places outside the gate of Zhulu, the spiritual fruits of this mountain,

materials and so on, but Shi Xuan didn't care about these, and after finishing the sermon, he instructed the person who sent the things to take them back, and he didn't see any favoritism on weekdays.

After everyone knew that Shi Xuan really didn't need it, they gradually stopped this behavior.

In the city of Anxi.

"Brother Wan, are you going to other countries?" asked Wan Chengfeng. Everyone sat down in Shi Xuan to listen to the sermon for 20 years, and the friendship became very good.

Wan Chengfeng nodded, full of spirits: "I have been taught by my teacher over the years, and it has been ten years since Wan entered the Divine Power Realm." But the resources of the Ziluo country are scarce, and the atmosphere of cultivation is not strong, so Wan wants to go out and break through, travel to various countries, and strive to condense the golden pill one day, so that he can pass on the teacher's Taoism. A few fellow Daoists, why don't you go out and break through?"

Zhang Liu was silent for a while and said: "Well, what can be learned from the teacher, we have learned almost everything, and there will be no other gains if we continue to listen, if you want to achieve Jindan, there is really no way to rely on the resources here alone." Since Brother Wan can make up your mind, Zhang will not lose to you. ”

"Okay, Brother Zhang, you really still have a pride in your heart. The monk surnamed Li praised, "Actually, if it weren't for the fact that many Jindan Grandmasters came to trouble the teacher that year, and as a result, all of them fell into the hands of the teacher, we wouldn't even be able to get together the materials for the advanced Divine Ability Realm." The country of Ziluo is so barren that we can only go out and start a sect in a place where feng shui is beautiful in the future. Wouldn't it be nice to set up a system for the teacher?"

Those hesitant Divine Ability Realm monks were instigated by Wan Chengfeng and the monks surnamed Li, but they still had some concerns: "Those cultivation powers are not comparable to the Ziluo Kingdom, competing for jīlie, if we go out like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to compete for the monks in those places, let alone the four major sects and several major Xiuzhen families." ”

Wan Chengfeng Xiōng has Chengzhu: "Wan Mou has already planned this matter, the teacher has collected nearly twenty spiritual weapons from the ** Jindan Grandmaster, we go to ask for one, there should be no problem, after all, we go out to preach the Taoist system for him." ”

This was a high-sounding statement, but it made Zhang Liu frown a little, the teacher didn't take a penny from his preaching, obviously he and others took advantage of an unknown amount of money, and now in the name of preaching Taoism for his old man, he asked him for a spiritual weapon, which was really shameless and greedy. ...,

Wan Chengfeng continued: "But there is one point, Wan Mou wants to remind you that you can't preach openly like a teacher in other countries, otherwise you will have no place to die, and you can only follow the rules to establish a sect or family, or accept one or two disciples to inherit the Taoism." ”

The monks nodded, they all knew a lot about the reaction of the outside world, and then decided to go up the mountain overnight and ask the teacher for a spiritual weapon, only Zhang Liu couldn't pull down and did not agree to go with them.

The night is deep and the moon is bright, and it is silent.

Outside the Shixuan Bamboo Pavilion, there were more than a dozen Divine Ability Realm monks kneeling, led by Wan Chengfeng, and kowtowed in the cuili.

"What are you coming from?" Shi Xuan's faint voice came from inside the bamboo house.

Wan Chengfeng said respectfully: "In order to break through to the Jindan realm and better inherit the Dao system for the teacher, the disciples decided to travel to other countries and came to bid farewell to the teacher. ”

"Well, the poor road knows, you can go by yourself. 、。 Shi Xuan's answer was concise.

Wan Chengfeng and the other monks glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and said cheekily: "But the disciples know that their strength is low, and they are afraid of insulting the teacher's reputation, and they are afraid that they will not be able to pass on the Dao system, so they want to ask the teacher to give them a spiritual weapon, so that the disciples can have the power to protect themselves." "Oh. There is no spiritual weapon to give you in the poor way, but there are eight words for you. Shi Xuan paused, and said leisurely, "The people's hearts are insufficient, and the little snake swallows the elephant." 、。 Those spiritual weapons, I have to exchange them for the sect, Penglai sent so many yīn god venerables to go out, and there are very few who can achieve the Yuan God Huilai, so their own spiritual weapons are not rich.

Before Wan Chengfeng and the others could continue to plead, they felt that the sky was dark, and they were swaying like clouds and mist, and then snapped a few times, and all fell to the ground, only to fall all over the body, and looked around, yijing was at the foot of Zhushan.

After personally experiencing the power and unpredictability of Shi Xuan's methods, Wan Chengfeng and the others had no shame or the courage to stay, hurriedly packed up the softness, and left the country with their family and apprentices.

It was Zhang Liu, and in the early morning of the second day, Shi Xuan resigned when he preached, in exchange for two words of praise from Shi Xuan.

Zhao Xingfan walked outside the door of the Sun Mansion again, and twenty years have passed, and the Sun Mansion is still so magnificent, but Zhao Xingfan Yijing has advanced supernatural powers, and even in the whole world, he can be regarded as a master who is not big or small, so he doesn't pay attention to these at all.

Following the miscellaneous servants, he came to the water pavilion last time, Sun Dong Yijing's hair was all white, but he was in good spirits, and his body still looked good, and he thought it was the credit of the previous body forging.

"Brother Zhao, after 20 years, you still have the same style. Seeing Zhao Xingfan's appearance like twenty or even forty years ago, Sun Dong was a little surprised at first, but quickly calmed down and greeted with a smile.

Zhao Xingfan looked at Sun Dong with emotion: "Brother Sun, this is all because Zhao is not cultivating and is making progress every day." Zhao heard that the eldest nephew and several other juniors have passed away for various reasons over the years, which is really embarrassing, if only they also followed the Tao. ”

Sun Dong was a little sad, and then shook his head with a smile: "Brother Zhao, haven't you seen it through? For brother and your juniors, what you have enjoyed in the past few decades may not be something that you may have the leisure to enjoy after hundreds of years of cultivation, not to mention that you are in danger of dying at any time, what is the meaning of such a life?" Zhao Xingfan wanted to refute that he had not been like this in the past forty years, but most of the monks in Xiangdao were like this, so he could only sigh and say: "But Brother Sun, your longevity is not much?" Those juniors could have lived many more years. ”

Sun Dongshen was a little sad, but he immediately covered it up, and said indifferently: "Life is better than death for hundreds of years, how can you enjoy the joy of family and live well for decades." ”

couldn't get Sun Dong's approval, and Zhao Xingfan had to return depressed.

A few days later, at the top of Zhushan, Zhao Xingfan asked Shi Xuan again: "Teacher, the disciple went to ask again, and he still insisted that the monk was not as good as a mortal, which made the disciple really puzzled." ”

Shi Xuan glanced at Zhao Xingfan with a smile: "And in twenty years, you will ask him again." ”

"Huh?"

Ignoring Zhao Xingfan's surprise, Shi Xuan looked at the monks who were still listening to the sermon when they sat down, Yijing was less than fifty people, and many were new in the past few years.

For example, the little girl named Xia Jing, from a poor country in the country of Ziluo, once saw the monk casting a spell, he immersed himself in the Tao, but unfortunately there was no monk above the body, and the monk in the big city refused to accept her as an apprentice, and paid money to study her and had no money, and later heard that there was an old fairy in Zhushan, Anxi City, regardless of the identity of the person who listened to the Tao, he treated everyone equally and taught it publicly, so he walked several pairs of shoes, and finally walked to Zhushan to listen to the sermon, and after listening to the sermon in the morning, he had to immediately go to the restaurant to be a child

One one.

Zhao Xingfan walked outside Sun's house again, but he saw that there were white cloths hanging everywhere here, as if he was holding a funeral, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition, he had been in the Divine Power Realm for more than 20 years, if he hadn't been entangled in that problem, he would have gone to other countries to experience and collect resources by the way, and prepare for the condensation of Jindan.

"Lao Jia, who has passed away in this house. Zhao Xingfan pulled the passerby and asked.

The passer-by glanced at Zi Zhao Xingfan curiously: "It's the head of the family, Sun Dong, Sun Dashan." ”

Zhao Xingfan lost his hún and returned to Zhushan, is this question always this answer?

A few days later, at the top of Zhushan, Zhao Xingfan stood up again and said with a wry smile: "Teacher, the old disciple Yijing passed away, and that question may be the same forever." ”

Shi Xuan asked lightly, "Don't you understand?" (To be continued!)