When he woke up, he found himself in a bed.

"I'm dreaming again. He thought.

This can't be blamed on him, after meeting immortals, learning and cultivation, the fairy world and the mortal world, dreams and reality are all entangled, which often makes him feel unreal.

Still, he could tell that this was not his home.

"Woke up?"

A warm voice asked. He followed the prestige and found a monk standing beside him. This is a high-ranking monk, he is tall, dressed in a neat robe, and his scalp is recognizable, and his image is not the same as that of Jigong.

"Don't hurry up and thank Master Qingyun, if it weren't for the master's action, you would have been finished. ”

Sun Wukong came out of nowhere and said fiercely.

"Uh, thank you, Master. He remembered that he had fainted in Jiyuling, so wasn't it a dream......?

"No need. Speaking of which, it was my idea to let you go to Xuefeng Mountain, and I am naturally responsible. ”

Master Qingyun said with a smile.

Most of the immortals in the immortal world are not monks or Taoists, this is not to say that the immortals really believe in any religion, but in the past years, this kind of identity cover was conducive to their cultivation. Take Master Qingyun as an example, although he still maintains the dress of a monk, he never calls himself a "poor monk", "old man" or anything like that. In fact, the immortals have always found it quite funny that Western wizards believe in Jesus Christ, because even with the cultivation of wizards, they should understand that there is no god in the world.

As ridiculous as it sounds, it is true that the gods are all atheists.

"So, what kind of 'soul' is that...... Wu Ge asked worriedly.

"Brought back. Wu Ge followed Master Qingyun's hand and saw another bed, on which Cheng Yingxia was lying. "But she's not as angry as you, and it looks like it will take a while to wake up. ”

Wu Ge's heart relaxed, although he was a little regretful that he fell short, but the matter was finally over. Then another question fell on his head like a big piece of lead.

"What time is it?" he asked anxiously, as he lifted the covers and got out of bed.

"Don't be afraid, it's only noon. Master Qingyun obviously understood what Wu Ge was worried about, and said with a smile. "Are you fully recovered? Then you might as well come and sit in my study. ”

Wu Ge breathed a sigh of relief, he was still a little dizzy, but it was really fine. He was about to raise his leg to keep up with Master Qingyun, but was stopped by Sun Wukong.

"Just go like this, don't fold the quilt, do you want the master to fold it for you?" he asked with a glare.

Wu Ge scratched his head in embarrassment. He really rarely does this, and his mother always does it for him at home. His movements were a little clumsy, but he finally folded them, and without waiting for Sun Wukong's orders, he sorted out the pillows and sheets again. Master Qingyun kept smiling and watching. Of course, he treats Wu Ge as his guest, and in terms of hospitality, he should not force guests to fold quilts, but he has always advocated that practitioners should start with small things in order to cultivate their own carefulness and patience.

Wu Ge and Master Qingyun entered the study. Sun Wukong didn't follow up - that kind of place made him dizzy.

The study room is very spacious, with bookshelves full of all kinds of books - bamboo slips, silk books, thread-bound books, and even some modern simple and hardcover books. But the first thing that caught Wu Ge's attention was not the book, but a Buddha statue in a prominent position.

It is actually a bit inaccurate to say that it is a Buddha statue, but in fact it is an image of a Taoist priest meditating cross-legged, life-size, lifelike. Another difference from ordinary Buddha statues is that the carver apparently did not intend to create a majestic or amiable orthodox image of a treasure elephant - as one often sees in temples - and his technique is very realistic, with a burly figure, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, thick eyebrows and hair, and there is no indication that he is a Taoist priest except for the clothes on his body.

"Don't you know him?" Seeing Wu Ge staring at the Buddha statue, Master Qingyun asked.

"I don't know...... Uh, should I know?"

"No...... It's nothing. ”

Wu Ge noticed a hint of disappointment on Master Qingyun's face, and he also had a feeling that although the master's question seemed a little casual, it seemed to be testing something.

But he didn't express his suspicions. They sat down at their desks, and the master poured tea for him and himself.

At this time, Wu Ge had that unreal sense of time and space confusion, because he saw a stack of books on the desk, the top of which was titled "Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy".

"Who made a movie that actually had such a hard injury!" he muttered to himself, but soon remembered that he was not watching a movie, but ...... It's in ......

"Don't you usually study philosophy?"

Seeing Wu Ge's stunned expression, the master picked up the book and asked with a smile.

"I didn't learn much...... Well, I didn't learn at all. "Wu Gejue's own self is better to be honest, if the master wants to discuss philosophical issues with him, then he will be embarrassed.

In addition, he had some confusion in his heart: Why is the master reading this book? It can't be that he wants to engage in socialism in the fairy world, right?

"What do you think of immortal arts?"

"Hmmm......"

He scratched his head. The question was a little simpler than philosophies, but he still couldn't answer. In fact, he has always been a passive immortal cultivator and has never considered these issues.

"Immortal art is nothing more than a kind of mastery and control of matter, there is nothing mysterious. Master Qingyun said, "If you want to cultivate immortals, you need to have a correct and profound understanding of the world. And if you want to understand the world, philosophy is the most useful help. ”

"Ah, so ......" Wu Ge felt a stone fall to the ground in his heart—he really couldn't imagine how to make a revolution in the fairy world.

"So I pay a lot of attention to the philosophical achievements of each era, which is very helpful for establishing a correct worldview. With a correct worldview, you will be able to correctly guide the cultivation of immortals. Think about it, what is materialism, what is idealism, what is agnosticism and what is agnosticism, if these questions are not solved clearly......"

Wu Ge not only felt that Master Qingyun's image had become extremely tall, but also felt very ashamed. As a modern man born and raised under the red flag in New China, he was really embarrassed that a person born more than 1,000 years ago should explain to him what Marxist philosophy is. But he can't be blamed for this, his academic burden is indeed too heavy, and he doesn't take the college entrance examination either.

"The Master is truly remarkable. He exclaimed with heartfelt admiration.

"I can't talk about it. I don't learn well, and I'm not used to reading simplified characters. ”

Wu Ge suddenly thought of the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"By the way, Master, I don't really understand. Masters always say that cultivating immortals is practicing qi, but what is qi?"

The master pondered for a long time.

"If you want to explain it in the words of your modern people, it's really hard to say, and there is still a lot of controversy. But it's certain that it's a substance...... In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can ask the copper box, maybe he can give you a more definite answer. ”

Wu Ge was wondering if the master was too obsessed with studying Marxism-Leninism, and actually began to use the title "comrade", but immediately realized that the master was not talking about "Comrade He" but ......

"What do you say? What 'box'?"

"Ah, you'll find out later. "The master doesn't seem to want to explain the problem. "It's not early, let's go out and see if the girl is awake. ”