The Qianyang Hall is due east, in a cloud of mist. The head of the hall here is surnamed Mu, the road number is Qingyuan, he was born in the Xuanguang Cave of the Moon, but he was not blessed to enter the sect of the patriarch, and later transferred to Tongtian Sword Peak to practice, and he got a little chance, and now he is also a wonderful real person.

As soon as Xu Changqing and Shizi Xuan fell from the clouds, a Taoist boy stepped forward: "I have seen two little masters, and the head of the palace has been waiting for a long time." ”

After that, he led the two into the main hall.

Sure enough, a young Taoist wearing a Xuanluo Immortal sleeve Taoist robe was already standing in the hall.

"Brother Dao, why do you have to do this, it's broken. Xu Changqing hurriedly stepped forward and shook his head.

"You and I are in the same vein, as it should be. Qianyang Hall returned the salute and praised: "Congratulations to the patriarch for finding a successor again, congratulations to the Taoist brother for getting a fellow practitioner again, and congratulations to the little junior brother for clearing the clouds and mist and crossing the Dharma boat." ”

"Thank you. "Master Xuanzuo thanked him.

The three of them went to the Xuantan, the head of the Qianyang Hall said some interesting things, and Xu Changqing also talked about some interesting things.

"Since I left the Xuanguang Cave, I silently calculated, and now there are five hundred and sixty-four years, and I always want to visit the patriarch, but I am always timid. The head of the Qianyang Hall sighed.

"The teacher has to enjoy the blessings and worries for a long time, but in a dream, I have returned to the mountain since two hundred years ago, and I have not been summoned by the teacher......"

Xu Changqing also smiled bitterly.

Xu Changqing and the prime minister of Qianyang Hall have known each other for hundreds of years, gathering less and leaving more, and meeting today is the rise of talk.

Shi Zixuan didn't bother, found a Taoist boy, and asked him to lead him to the Treasure Scripture Pavilion.

The Treasure Scripture Pavilion has a five-vein Taoist book, which is the foundation of the five veins.

Dao Tong led the way, stopped in front of a Qiongyu, and said in a loud voice: "The order of the head of the hall, referring to the true disciple of the Moon Xuanguang Cave, Shi Zi Xuan, enters the Dao to lead the Dao, and is a Daoist who is scattered, and enters the Dharma Building to choose the Taoist book, so as to protect the mortal body and extend the road for a long time." ”

But in a moment, the bright light dissipated, revealing its original face, and there was only an ordinary attic inside, which was antique and fragrant.

"Little master, please go by yourself, you can choose two Taoist books to practice and protect yourself. Dao Tong said.

Shi Zixuan nodded and entered the Treasure Scripture Pavilion.

There was no one else in it, only a little fairy, who looked at the master's Xuandao and said: "The first layer of the ritual scriptures, the second layer of the Taoist scriptures, and the third layer of the Dharma scriptures." Through the vastness of the sea, only take two, you take yourself. ”

Shi Zixuan nodded, went up to the first floor, and fixed his eyes to see that it was really as Xiaoxian said, the wooden pavilion was layered, and the sea was infinite.

Shi Zixuan hesitated, took a copy of the "Big Golden Dome Xuanzang Sutra" in his hand, opened it and saw that it was all written in Taoist texts.

frowned, and said in his heart that this is difficult.

He has just entered the path, and he can only interpret the words and three numbers, and this first practice of the Tao Sutra is the foundation of the future, the most important thing, and it cannot be chosen arbitrarily.

He is a disciple of the patriarch, so he will naturally have the true transmission of Dafa in the future.

But that's all in the future, the Taoist sect, after all, it depends on chance, blessings and misfortunes are self-inflicted, and the ancestor can't be partial.

My mind was confused, and there were no less than 100 copies of this scripture when I turned it over, and they were all illiterate, so I was miserable.

Qianyang Palace, on the altar.

The two Miaocheng real people sat silently opposite each other, and there was a water mirror floating in the air, rippling, reflecting a scene, it was Shi Zixuan who had a headache in the endless scriptures.

"The scriptures have been passed down in thousands of volumes, but there is only one word in law. Although the little junior brother has a deep fortune, it is inevitable that there is an obstacle to seeing and knowing, and he only looks at it with the naked eyes of the mortal fetus. Xu Changqing looked at Shi Zixuan, who was like a headless fly, and sighed.

The Lord of Qianyang Hall moved in his heart and said with a smile: "The Law Sutra is the source, the Tao Sutra is the root, and the Ritual Sutra is the precept. I don't know what he will choose in the end. ”

"All kinds of seeking the Tao are the law. If it were you and me, we would naturally choose the Dharma Sutra. But the foundation has not been completed, and it is not beautiful to rush for success, so it is better to seek a scroll of Taoism to protect itself. Xu Changqing said.

The Lord of the Qianyang Hall nodded in agreement.

In the Treasure Scripture Pavilion, Shi Zixuan walked through the first layer, pondered for a moment, and finally stepped on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the second layer, Shi Zixuan suddenly felt a vibration in the Dudou Palace, and he was immediately overjoyed.

The Dao Sutra in this second layer obviously has its own Dao nature, which can cause the Dudou Palace to tremble and the Spirit Lake to churn.

Shi Zixuan settled his mind, flipped through the scriptures in his hand, and sure enough, there was a void change on it, and from time to time there were words manifested, hidden and appearing, which was very mysterious.

Shi Zixuan's heart moved, he found a clean place to sit cross-legged and meditated, performed the dissociation technique, and his soul sense jumped, and he entered the Dudou Palace.

I saw an ancient book of Litian fixed on the Linghu Lake, with four big characters on it, which was the "seal of the Ninth Five-Year Plan".

The book is entrenched in Kowloon, lifelike, with teeth and claws, and it seems that it may rush into the sky at any time.

"It turned out to be a kendo supernatural power!"

Shi Zixuan suddenly realized that this volume of "Ninety-Five Seals" is a sword magic power, seizing the spirit of the dragon veins of heaven and earth, and invading the qi of the emperor in the world.

It's just that this magical power is too damaging to the Dao, and it is too deeply involved with the red dust of the mortal world, and there will definitely be many disasters in the future.

Shi Zixuan only hesitated for a moment and gave up.

A hundred years of vertical and horizontal, maybe happy, but compared with longevity, it is not worth mentioning at all.

After changing a book, the spirit lake was suddenly full of ghosts and yin energy. This "Huangquan Sacrifice Sutra" is a righteous Fa supernatural power, with the ability to protect the Fa, and it does not damage the Tao, but it is a pity that it is a ghost cultivation method, not with itself.

Shi Zixuan chose sixteen scriptures before and after, the Tao and Buddha are different, and the gods and ghosts exist, but he always feels that it is not suitable for him, and he is about to get up again to look for it, but he suddenly feels tired.

"Many disciples in the sect are always greedy for supernatural powers and Dafa, picking left and right, and being dazzled. In the end, he lost his nature, sought the law outside his heart, and his achievements were worrying. ”

The Lord of the Qianyang Hall looked at Shi Zixuan, whose body was shaking, and shook his head and smiled.

"That's the test. The road is bright, but the road is difficult. Only seek the way, not the supernatural power, just like 'mud in the rain', the rain blows and the wind blows. Only seek supernatural powers, not Taoism, just like 'touching the moon in the water', after all, empty joy. ”

Xu Changqing opened his mouth to break the root cause, and the master of the Qianyang Hall said: "Good." ”

In the Treasure Scripture Pavilion, Shi Zixuan also began to hesitate in his heart, whether to go up to find a law scripture.

All kinds of practice are only for the sake of seeking the Dharma, and with the Dharma Sutra as the foundation, of course, it is to go straight to the root.

But Shi Zixuan quickly dispelled this unrealistic idea.

It's like climbing a mountain, you look up at the top of the mountain at the bottom of the mountain, and of course you know that all the way up to the top is the shortest way to reach the top. But in fact, there is no shortcut to the peak, and the only thing that can be taken is a winding path.

The Tao is above board.

The road is bumpy.

Practitioners, pure self-cultivation, accumulation of Taoism, the Tao fruits can be expected. But it is also necessary to protect the Dharma with supernatural powers, overcome obstacles, and protect yourself.

In his heart, the master calmed down his mind, meditated in the sky, and his soul consciousness was wrestled from the Dudou Palace, and a group of formless and qualitative soul consciousness jumped out from his eyebrows.

As soon as this soul consciousness comes out, the shijie seen is naturally different.

Heaven and earth are no longer heaven and earth, and they can be seen as they are.

Shizi Xuan condensed his gaze, and saw that in the second layer of the Taoist scriptures, a piece of treasure light was green, with a hidden killing edge, containing but not leaking, and occasionally there were Guanghua words fluttering, and the words were beady.

"It's so mysterious!" Shi Zixuan was overjoyed in his heart, and floated down a layer, only to see that the scriptures were gray, forming a square circle by himself, and when his soul touched it, there was a strange force that wanted to pull him in.

Shi Zixuan was startled and hurriedly broke free.

"What's going on? There's a feeling that once you get in, you can't break free, can't you ...... it?"

Shi Zixuan frowned and thought about it, but what flashed in his mind was a common saying:

A gentleman can be deceived in a way.

As the saying goes, a gentleman is still polite, and he can be restrained by etiquette rules and deception that seems to be righteous.

"Is this scripture the rules that bind Taoists?" Shizi Xuan pondered.

He read a book of "Rites" from the fourth senior brother Li Xiu, which told the origin of "rites".

It is said that in ancient times, the emperor felt that he could not govern the country well, so he entered the blessed land cave and asked the immortals. The immortals did not get tired of it, so they casually talked about the wonderful principles of heaven and earth, performed the magic powers, and described the nine heavens and the void law realm.

Although the emperor is the co-lord of the world, but after all, he is an ordinary man, who has ever heard of this, envy and yearning, from then on he called himself the Son of Heaven, and worshiped the sky with all the people to show his dignity and humility.

Then I don't know how long it took, there was a new emperor among the co-owners, people's minds changed, after all, heaven and man are illusory, rather than respecting heaven and man, it is better to let the world respect only one person.

But the emperor is the co-lord of the world, just a leader, a guide, not noble enough. So what to do?

So there was a "ceremony".

The rules were set in the ceremony, the courtiers should bow their heads when they see the king, bow and bow, and all the people will bow and bow when they see the king.

If you give a courtesy, you will respect the humble.

The same is true of the Tao Li.

Shi Zixuan knelt down to worship the patriarch that day, which was a kind of sincerity, joy, as if he had found a relative and returned home. But the rules in the Taoist rites are a kind of compulsion, and you can't help yourself, as long as you accept it, it will be difficult to break free.

"Fortunately, I didn't choose the Book of Rites. Otherwise, if you want to break free in the future, I'm afraid that the only time is when you die. "Understanding what the Book of Rites is all about, Shi Zixuan naturally respects and stays away.

turned around and entered the third layer, and before he stepped in, Shi Zixuan's soul consciousness was pushed out by a boundless force.

"Good fellows. Sure enough, the avenue has been obtained, and it is difficult to find ten thousand laws. Now I haven't even found the path, and I dare to hear the Fa, but I'm afraid that if I study it all my life, I won't achieve anything. ”

Shi Zixuan looked up at the three-story attic, there was light emitted, boundless and big, although he yearned, he could only look at it and sigh.

"The Treasure Scripture Pavilion will open the Rite Sutra, the Tao Sutra, and the Dharma Sutra together, and choose at will, but I am afraid that there is also the meaning of the school's character. Opportunistic, in order to please the teacher, he will definitely choose a book of rites. Those who don't know how to be flexible and are so ambitious will definitely choose a Dharma scripture. ”

Shi Zixuan discerned the reason and naturally understood how to choose.

When I returned to the second floor, my soul was settled, and I gradually felt the Tao nature on the thousands of scriptures.

Soul consciousness is the foundation of nurture, and it can explore the innate Tao rhyme, which is naturally incomparable to the physical body.

Although there are many Taoist scriptures, the difference in breath is like the difference between heaven and earth.

In just a quarter of an hour, Shi Zixuan picked out three Taoist books with a magnificent atmosphere, such as the sun, the moon and the sky.

In a flash, the soul returned to the body.

Shi Zixuan opened his eyes, smiled confidently, and got up and walked towards the Jing Pavilion.