Text Chapter 10 The Initial Determination of the Dao Heart
Ma Daochang took Xiaoliu to Laifu Town again a few days later, found Jing Wujie, and had a conversation with him.
"Wujie, why do you want to cultivate the Tao so much?" Ma Hu is rarely serious, and wants to have a good talk with this child, maybe he can persuade him to return to ordinary life, which is also a kind of salvation.
"I want to learn magic, go to heaven and earth, subdue demons and eliminate demons!
"Doll mentality, subduing demons and eliminating demons is not a joke, it's hard that he didn't get rid of it, you lost your life first," Ma Hu regretted even more that he shouldn't have told him that he had a spiritual root and could cultivate into an immortal in order to get the big chicken leg in this child's hand to satisfy his hunger.
"Walking on the road, the body and mind are reasonable, only the Tao is from, from the Tao for things, so called the Taoist, if you can't have all sentient beings in mind, the way of cultivation is also in vain, the way of cultivation, extremely difficult, and there will be life danger, our faction, is also divided into several levels, now I can only call it a monk, for people to see a doctor, fortune telling, and then some simple talismans, so to get by and live a lifetime. If you want to go further, that is, to become a warlock, you will have the ability to conjure spirits and exorcise ghosts, and you will die for the world's super yin, but it is difficult to say whether you will win or lose when you encounter a powerful ghost.
Warlocks can really be called Taoists, to have all sentient beings in their hearts, accumulate merits, and take it as their responsibility to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and those who can become demons in heaven and earth are no different from small gods and fairies, fighting with immortals in mortal bodies, do you think you will win? At this time, you will become a heavenly master, you will have more Taoism, take on more responsibilities, and the cultivator can only officially be called a monk when he reaches the realm of a heavenly master, also known as a star priest, and at this stage he will be different from mortals, he will experience the heavenly tribulation, the thunder tribulation will kill you, and the fire tribulation will burn you on the outside and tender on the inside, you are sure to cultivate the Tao, that is, you have embarked on the unknown road of life and death!"
"Master, that means that there is a real existence to become an immortal, right?" The child couldn't understand what he said before, but when he heard it, his eyes radiated a scorching light.
Ma Hu felt that something was wrong, and the more he said that this kid was getting more and more energetic, he could only continue to persuade, "Anyway, I have never seen an immortal in this life, I have never seen a few star warriors, there are star generals above the star warriors, star kings, and then the star emperor, people, the highest level is the star emperor, although there is the ability to go to heaven and earth, move mountains and seas, but there is still a big step away from becoming an immortal, so how difficult!" It is difficult for one out of 10,000 cultivators to appear, and only one out of 10,000 ordinary people will choose this path, and most of them are just like me, living this life in a mess!"
"I want to be the immortal among these ten thousand people!" Jing Wujie continued his frenzy.
"I think back then, my master was talented, he was proficient in all kinds of Taoism at a young age, and he didn't dare to think about ascending to immortality, and then his old man suddenly led all the senior brothers to leave, I didn't even learn the most basic Taoism, I had no support, I also lost my Dao heart, and I lived this life in a daze!" Ma Hu no longer looked at Jing Wujie, and said to himself.
"I don't have a preference for cultivation, after the master left, I wanted to leave here, but I always thought that the master would come back one day, and the person who couldn't see me would break his old man's heart, and he had always treated me like his own son, so how could I just leave?
After saying these words, Ma Hu lost his mind for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Jing Wujie listened to Ma Hu say so much, and he also didn't understand anything, how could he be six years old and understand all the life insights that fifty-year-old people said? But six-year-old he is not like other children, he has his own persistent thoughts, and he also understands some of Ma Hu's words.
Jing Wujie actually knew that he was not Chef Wang's children, in addition to doting on themselves, they were more afraid, and in addition to the seven children who drowned some time ago, there were often early deaths in this town. Often, yesterday we were playing together, and today I heard that they are no longer alive. He can live until now, and he can see some things that others can't see, but there is still too little he can do.
Therefore, how can life and death be determined by others?
And look at those older children, either they inherited their crafts with their parents, and those who did not have skills took up hoes and worked in the fields, accustomed to the life and death of mortals and ordinary life, he did not want to live like this.
"Master, you're trying to tell me that you don't have your own Dao mind, and you haven't worked hard to cultivate, so you've become what you don't like now, right?"
Jing Wujie slowly approached Ma Hu, pulled the corner of his tattered Taoist robe, and said very solemnly, "But the master is a master in our eyes, he can do anything, and this time he helped the two dogs and them and more children to avenge it, this merit is immeasurable in our hearts! Isn't this also the Tao? Since you told me to have a Dao heart, is that the Tao what you did?"
When Ma Hu, who had lost his mind, heard this, he suddenly brightened up, and couldn't help laughing, "Little doll, yes, at a young age, you can understand such a truth! Yes, there are three thousand Taos, and the things you do are also your own Tao!"
Xiao Liu also grinned and danced with his hands.
Ma Hu was radiant at this time, "I won't persuade you to give up anymore, you not only have a spiritual root, but also a wisdom root, maybe you can really become a master! I also know what I should do, there is a Taoist, it's not too late to persist now!" After that, he took out a booklet and handed it to Jing Wujie.
"You have called me master for so long, but I haven't taught you anything, and I can't teach you anything, this is the only Taoist Dafa "Nine Star Divine Mantra" in my hand, my master left me, and it is useless in my hands, now I will hand it over to you, don't call me master, I haven't started yet, but I will introduce you to the Hanging Sword Gate in Anzhou Mansion, where there is an old man of mine, where it is orthodox, there is a heavenly master in charge, the sect is flourishing, you will definitely be able to learn Taoist Dafa in the past!"
When Jing Wujie heard this, he happily knelt down towards Ma Hu. "Thank you, Master!"
"But we have to make three chapters of the Fa, you are still young now, and you are not yet able to read and write, how can you recite the sutra and recite mantras? At least you have to recognize all the words, and if you go to others, you can't compare to your own. I'm also afraid that you will suffer losses in the past, and leaving your parents may be a lifetime, you have to honor your father and mother at home for a while, and the last thing is, you can never say that you have a master outside, and I didn't accept you as an apprentice, and if you officially worship the master, you will follow a master, understand?"
Ma Hu was already full of love when he said this, as if he had regarded Jing Wujie as his apprentice and his own child. I only blamed myself for being too shallow to teach him anything.
After this conversation, the Wang family and Ma Hu agreed on the path that Jing Wujie would take, and after the Wang family thanked Ma Hu for his kindness, they also began to prepare wine and food to entertain Ma Hu.
Guo Erniang slaughtered two chickens and gathered a table of dishes, good dishes, and chicken legs were left to Jing Wujie first.
"Child, eat quickly, eat enough this time!" Before the outside dishes were served, she stuffed a few chicken legs into his hands in the room, which added some marinated chicken legs, although it did not have the taste of the marinated chicken during the New Year, but it was also very greedy, but Jing Wujie only ate one and couldn't eat it anymore, remembering that the seven partners also liked to eat chicken legs, so she kept them first.
In the past, when Jing Wujie was greedy, he would use baskets, wooden sticks, and ropes to make a small mechanism at the head of the village, and scatter the grain picked up in the field near the mechanism, and lead those chickens to peck at them all the way, and pull down the rope when they entered the basket, and the chickens were trapped, and then the chickens were secretly roasted and eaten, and then the children in the town found out, and the conspirators changed from one to two, three, until the chicken thieves developed to a dozen or so people, and the chickens in the town suffered, and soon they could only see the chickens running on the ground, and after a while, the chickens could not be seen, and it was rare to see the eggs。
Chickens in the township is a baby bump, such a large number of chickens disappeared, and soon was discovered by adults This is the head of Jing Wujie, that beating hard, the cry can be called an earth-shattering, this fight is afraid but still want to eat, and then a few children will aim at the pheasants, rabbits and other small prey on the mountain, although the probability of hunting is less, but it will not be beaten by adults, and often hunting also makes a few little guys a lot more agile.
The chicken leg I hold in my hand now used to be eaten at a great price. And in just a few days, he was separated from those few friends, and Jing Wujie was talking about offering chicken legs to these friends.
Here Chef Wang put all the dishes at home on the table, and here he and Ma Hu and a monkey pushed the cup, two middle-aged and elderly men talked about the sadness and looked at each other and cried, Xiaoliu also followed the sad crying, this meal and wine, drank until midnight, the two and the monkey were drunk, and fell asleep on the bed.
After the adults were asleep, seven ghosts emerged at this time, surrounding the remaining chicken legs with expressions of enjoyment. It was the two dogs, the iron eggs, their souls, which scared Jing Wujie a lot.
"Aren't you going to be reincarnated?"
"Hey, it's not that easy! And when we hear you calling out to us, we're coming!" said Erzhuzi aggrievedly.
"Yes, we belong to the vain death, Yang Shou is not over, the last time the excess was not in place, let the county order be buried, and there is no great heavenly master to guide the way, we can't pass the ghost gate!" Tie Dan looked indifferent, "It just so happens that we can play in the world, and we have to grow up from a little doll when we are reincarnated, how tired!"
"How old are you, are you still tired, are you tired of eating chicken legs?" Erzhuzi sneered.
"Then how did you get here?" Jing Wujie asked.
"We don't know why we follow you, anyway, we will be where you are, we will appear as soon as you talk about us, we have been near your house for several days, and no one can see us, isn't this chicken leg you want to leave for us? Now we smell the aroma of chicken legs, I can't stand it, so we appear. Tie Dan said.
Jing Wujie understood, and they appeared while muttering chicken legs, and the ghosts of these seven friends recognized themselves, but they didn't draw their own ghost talismans, but they were about to go to the state capital to learn Taoism, and I heard that there were all masters, and these seven ghosts passed with them, and they definitely didn't end well.
After Jing Wujie expressed his worries, the seven ghosts were also extremely worried, if they met any Heavenly Master who took them in, it would be better to follow Jing Wujie comfortably.
"We don't have anything left, it's okay to follow you, it's okay not to follow you, stay here to guard our village, we found that there are many, many ghosts around here, and there are many little ghosts like us, they are more vicious, we can't fight in a fight, and counted, there are dozens!"
"Dozens of ghosts like you?" Jing Wujie felt his scalp tingle when he heard this, where was this a big deal.
Fight with them? Don't even think about it! Wake up Ma Hu immediately? What's more, that ghost hasn't come yet, what can you do when you wake up a drunk? Go to report to the official tomorrow? Ask a monk to come and subdue the demon? I'm afraid that the county order will immediately say that you are all talking about gods and ghosts casually, and that the monk is something that this child can invite? I'm afraid that the ticket money for Xinglong Temple will not be able to afford it.
Looking at the sleeping Ma Daoist, and then looking at the Nine Star Divine Mantra in his hand, Jing Wujie remembered that day in Qingshuiguan, Ma Daoist had read this scripture, and after reading the scripture, he also felt that there would be a reaction, and the nine lamps were dazzling, but I don't know why it stopped as long as it was a moment.
"You guys hide first! Since they all say that I invite the gods randomly, I'll see if I can invite this divine soldier!" Jing Wujie looked very excited, gearing up, eager to try,
But as soon as I opened the booklet, I was stunned! I didn't know how to read!