"Stop talking nonsense! Stop looking nonsense!" Seeing that Shen Fengshu wanted to look back carefully, Senior Brother An hurriedly grabbed Shen Fengshu, forcing him not to turn his head, and warned in Shen Fengshu's ear in a very low voice: "I'm lucky this time. I don't know if there will be any next time."
If you don’t have such good luck, don’t seek death!”
"How many times will you die after looking at me?" Shen Fengshu did not embarrass Senior Brother An and continued to turn around: "Do you have any misunderstandings?"
Misunderstanding? An Zhengling didn't know how to explain it to Shen Fengshu, so he could only smile bitterly.
The reputation of the unruly young master is stained with blood and is based on the lives of hundreds of monks. Misunderstanding? Where is the misunderstanding? So many bloody lives are not enough to explain everything? At first, many monks saw her like that As a result of dressing up, looking and talking and moving around, the unruly young man mercilessly killed them one by one. I don’t know from which unlucky guy he started, his reputation spread, and no one dared to stare at him rudely.
She looked around at Mr. Unruly. No one knew how high Mr. Unruly was and what realm he was in, but the monks who died in her hands included masters of Qi refining, masters of foundation building, and even masters of golden elixir. If according to this From a standard perspective, she is at least a golden elixir level. But
Except for some senior ancestors of the sect, which golden elixir master is still hanging around in Jiuzhou? So people are not sure.
In short, the unruly young man is very powerful, so just don’t mess with him.
Phew! The shop assistant next to him suddenly let out a long breath and seemed to relax a lot: "Unruly Young Master has entered the Chongbao Pavilion. Each of our stores here has a soundproof formation. With double formations, she shouldn't be able to hear it."
Having said that, the guy's voice is still not high. This is purely a subconscious reaction, being frightened by the unruly young man.
Senior Brother An also relaxed, and even stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead in an exaggerated manner. He had been frightened just now. As soon as his tense body and nerves relaxed, he noticed that he was sweating. However, everyone knows that he is still sweating now. This is not a time when you can completely relax. The unruly young lady has gone in, but she will come out again! Therefore, we have to maintain the state of chatting and buying and selling. Otherwise, the waiter will continue to refill the tea very attentively
Replenishing water and doing nothing irrelevant.
"Anyway, there are not even a thousand but eight hundred master monks who died because of this." Senior Brother An also continued the topic. Now that the threat was greatly reduced, he dared to say a little bit: "Don't seek death!"
"Then when the unruly young man entered the store, did the store clerk greet him with his eyes closed?" Shen Fengshu still didn't believe it and asked.
"Of course not!" The shop assistant next to him had the most say on this point. He interjected: "As long as you behave yourself and don't look or say or move around, you'll be fine."
"Look!" Shen Fengshu spread his hands: "It shows that he is also very reasonable." In the Chongbao Pavilion, the unruly young man who was looking for a suitable magic weapon suddenly showed a nice upward curve at the corner of his mouth. The curve was very small. In addition, the shop assistants and customers around her didn't dare to look at her face, so no one noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood.
Suddenly it became very good.
"But every time she wears some deviant clothes, how can a monk who doesn't know how to bear it?" An Zhengling still smiled bitterly, and his voice was still very low, only the three people in the store could hear. "Since If you dare to wear it, you may not be afraid of others looking at it." Shen Fengshu had a different view: "If you appreciate and praise openly and openly, how can you risk death? If you have to use lewd and squinting eyes Looking at people, talking back and forth
If Hua Bu keeps his word and is even bold enough to use his hands and feet, even if he is covered up tightly, he might not be in a good mood, right? Do you think this kind of person deserves to die?" "That's what I say, but... ..." An Zhengling subconsciously glanced at the door. There was no one outside. Even though there was a soundproof formation, he was still intimidated by the unruly young man's intimidation. Before speaking, he checked to see if anyone was there: "Wear it.
After all, it is immoral and unruly, and it is also tempting to make mistakes! If you don't dress like this, others may not have those thoughts, but it is a bit inappropriate!"
"Isn't it in line with etiquette?" Shen Fengshu suddenly laughed. This kind of thing on earth has long been swept into the dust of history. Are you still using it to argue? In other words, Senior Brother An is the only one he can talk to in Langhuan Academy. Come here, otherwise I would have been stubborn. But at this moment, Shen Fengshu was not polite and expressed his opinion relatively calmly: "Brother, I think etiquette, like morality and belief, should It is used to restrain oneself, not to force others
Everyone follows it. To put it bluntly, isn’t etiquette also regarded as the belief of Confucian Academy? Right!”
"Restrain yourself?" An Zhengling was a little dazed for a moment, and repeated himself involuntarily. "Just like the Buddhist rules and precepts, they didn't say that everyone must observe the precepts of the Ancient Qingdeng Buddha every day, right?" Shen Fengshu nodded. : "If you don't keep the precepts, you will not be in compliance with the rules and regulations. I am afraid that in the eyes of Buddhist disciples, the academy disciples will also be regarded as being out of line with them."
"Etiquette", right? If you insist on talking about etiquette, then what should you say if you don't conform to other people's etiquette?"
An Zhengling wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he couldn't say it. Although Shen Fengshu's words were somewhat specious, but when he thought about it carefully, there was a certain truth to it, which made An Zhengling a little shaken. " But our academy also belongs to a famous religion. It is the righteousness of the human race, and the rites connect the world. This most basic code of conduct cannot be too outrageous, right?" After pondering for a while, An Zhengling retorted: "Buddhism has its own rules. , but you can’t bare your breasts either.
?Wouldn’t that mean falling into the devil’s path?”
"Is the unruly young man a member of the devil's sect?" Shen Fengshu asked again. Buddhism cannot bare breasts? What did Maitreya Buddha say?
"No!" An Zhengling answered quickly this time. But it also made him more confused. The unruly young master had killed so many people, but no one labeled her as a demon. It was really strange.
"Then does she hinder others dressed like that?" Shen Fengshu asked again.
"No!" An Zhengling thought for a while and shook his head slightly: "In the final analysis, it is someone else who has some thoughts that they shouldn't have. It's just that her behavior is still inappropriate after all."
"Have any of the great demons who fell into the devil achieved enlightenment and ascended to enlightenment?" Shen Fengshu asked immediately. I don't know much about spiritual practice these days, but at least I know the ultimate goal of a practitioner, to ascend to enlightenment.
"That's true." An Zhengling thought for a while and replied affirmatively. "Look, even the big devil of the devil can achieve enlightenment and ascend. It can be seen that there are three thousand avenues and different paths lead to the same destination." Shen Fengshu smiled again and said: "How do you do it? , that’s their way, and they don’t hinder others, so why do you say that they are deviant? Just
Because they are not cultivating your way? If you really don’t like it, just say it. If you want to beat or kill him, it doesn’t matter. Besides, how do you know that your theory is definitely right and other people’s? Must it be wrong?" In the Chongbao Pavilion, the shopkeeper personally lowered his head to accompany Mr. Unruly. The waiter was obviously not qualified. Young Mr. Unruly sat down and asked whatever he asked, and he answered in a polite manner. He took the things as they should. , don’t dare to say any nonsense, also
I would never dare to let the unruly young man take a few more steps, and I would never dare to raise my head to see his face.
However, if he dared to raise his head, he would definitely find that Young Master Unruly was in a good mood today. His speech was still as exciting and scary as ever, but there was always an inexplicable smile on his beautiful face. Young Master Unruly was very happy.
It is clear that every shop in the city has a soundproof array to prevent some customers' transactions from being overheard by others. Moreover, there is a copper bell in each shop. Once there is any big shot or someone who is not easy to mess with, someone will be there in advance.
pull
Ring the bell and tell everyone to be careful. She will enjoy this kind of treatment when she comes. However, no one can guess that those soundproof formations are meaningless to her. As long as she is willing, even two ants in the entire town will fight.
She could hear the voices clearly. She was just too lazy to care about some of the things that were said about people behind their backs.
Already, do you really think she can't hear it?
It’s really interesting today. What that interesting little mortal said is also very interesting. I haven’t heard anyone say that she is a reasonable person for a long time, let alone what the little guy behind her said is very reasonable. “Even so,
We, the disciples of the academy, should abide by the teachings of the sages." Senior Brother An couldn't argue with Shen Fengshu for a while. The key is that he didn't dare to argue with Shen Fengshu in a loud voice. He could only leave this sentence for now, and wait until he has time when he goes back, and then slowly
Debate with Shen Fengshu. College disciples, are you still afraid of intellectual debates?
"Senior brother, have you become stupid from reading?" Shen Fengshu looked at An Zhengling's stubborn attitude and couldn't help but slap his forehead.
"You are not one of those disciples from the outer academy who plan to study and become an official!" Shen Fengshu hated the irony, and smiled bitterly at An Zhengling in a low voice: "You are a disciple of the inner academy who wants to cultivate immortality!"
"So what?" An Zhengling was startled. What difference does it make? If you don't learn the basics of the outer academy well, how can you have the foundation of practice in the inner academy? "The way of heaven is life, old age, sickness and death. If you want to cultivate immortality, you are naturally going against heaven.
." These words came out of Shen Fengshu's mouth: "Senior brother, since you are going to rebel against the sky, it is the etiquette and rules set by the sages that restrict you? No wonder you
You have been practicing for more than two hundred years and have not yet established a foundation. If you are confined within these frameworks, you will not be able to make any further progress."
Boom! Thunder and lightning flashed in An Zhengling's mind, causing him to lose consciousness.
For Shen Fengshu, it was just a casual conversation, and at most it was a debate about who would win or lose. But for An Zhengling, those few words were no less than Huang Zhongdalu's, a wake-up call that made him sit there on the spot.
Is it really because of this that he failed to build a foundation after more than two hundred years of practice? Cultivation against heaven and restrictions of ethics and education, these two concepts collided fiercely in his mind, and everything outside was no longer important.
Cultivation and foundation building, there is nothing more important than this. "Interesting!" In the Chongbao Pavilion not far away, Mr. Unruly made a rare comment while looking at a magic weapon brought over by the shopkeeper.