Chen Cuo was chatting with others in the house, while Zhang Ju and others were waiting outside with different thoughts.
Soon, they noticed a faint golden light flickering in the room, and they couldn't help but become suspicious.
But not long after, the light dissipated, the door opened, and Chen Cuo and several eminent monks came out.
"Thank you." Chen Cuo cupped his fists and raised his hands, "It really saved me a lot of effort."
Yuan Hui said: "This is what it should be. It's just a pity that I can no longer keep you in the temple."
"You can still come to visit in the future." Chen Cuo nodded.
Zhang Ju, Chen Hai and others heard that they were leaving Guishan Temple.
After today's troubles, Guishan Temple is still in trouble. In fact, it does not dare to keep the Marquis of Linru County. When he spoke just now, there were many hints, and it was like Yuan Hui apologized as soon as he came out.
Chen Cuo came to Guishan Temple this time to avoid the threat of the evil ghost. As a result, by mistake, he set up the god in his heart and reversed the position with the evil ghost. He wanted to search for the evil ghost and refine it.
Naturally, he would not refuse, but he also remembered the help Guishan Temple had given him.
After some words, Yuan Hui and other monks personally sent Chen Cuo and his party out of the temple.
The master of Guishan Temple clasped his hands and said, "This reception is very inappropriate. If you come again in the future, you only need to inform us in advance, and everyone in our temple will sweep the couches to welcome you."
Chen Cuo said sternly: "I have received a lot of help from your temple to be able to establish my inner spirit this time. I will keep it in mind. If I need it in the future, I will be rewarded if I can!"
When Yuan Hui heard this, he smiled, knowing that what he had done was indeed not in vain.
Huizhi also stepped forward and said: "The prince has taken care of you so much that I will never forget it, but the prince has ordered me to do so. As long as I don't harm the disciples, I will go through fire and water."
"Master, what you said is wrong," Chen Cuo laughed, "If you have such thoughts, your thoughts are too heavy, and if you carry forward with a heavy load, you will get twice the result with half the effort."
Huizhi was stunned for a moment and quickly thanked him again.
"What a wonderful story." On the side, Fashan, the master of Longhua Temple, praised it and said to Chen Cuo, "If you have leisure time, you can come to Longhua Temple, and I will sweep the couch to welcome you."
The other monks also have the same meaning.
Of course, Chen Cuo would not refuse, so he returned the favor one by one and finally left.
Looking at the group of people walking away, Qiu Yuzi stood on the roof and complained: "Why did you stop someone just now? Not only did the Marquis of Linru County lay the foundation for incense, but he also had some foundation for the immortal path to refining qi. If you don't wake up,
I'm afraid he's really going to go astray! How can we let such a talented person go unchecked?"
Tao Mujian said, "If you want to recruit this person, do you still need to be in the temple?"
Qiu Yuzi just woke up from a dream, nodded in agreement, and said: "In that case, I will meet him alone later. By the way, has Mr. Lu been settled?"
"You must have thought of him." Tao Mujian sneered, "It's already been arranged."
"That's good!" Qiu Yuzi stood up.
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After getting on the bullock cart, Chen Cuo ordered the pigs and turtles to be placed next to him. Then he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, calming his thoughts, stimulating the purple energy in his body, and suppressing the lines on his chest.
Zhang Ju was sitting in the same car and said impatiently: "My cousin has returned home with great honor. Many eminent monks have praised and invited me. With your article, your reputation will spread and you will be able to raise your reputation. A famous person is indispensable."
Chen Cuo opened his eyes and nodded.
Seeing Chen Cuo's lack of interest, Zhang Ju reminded him: "Although my cousin is from the clan, he can naturally be recommended and become a general or prime minister. But it will undoubtedly be smoother if he has the foundation of a famous scholar."
Chen Cuo said with a smile: "Cousin, I don't want to be an official. Life is short, and a hundred years only flies in the blink of an eye. I will waste it on trivial things. I will regret it when I grow old!"
"If you don't want to be an official? Do you want to raise Wang to be a hermit?" Zhang Ju was stunned and shook his head, "A hermit raises Wang, or do you want to gain access to the emperor's family and use your reputation as a virtuous person to gain power?"
Chen Cuo admitted that this statement was true, but he had no intention of doing so, so naturally he would not say much.
When Zhang Ju saw this, he didn't say much, so he just sighed secretly.
When Chen Cuo saw that he had calmed down, his mind suddenly changed, so he looked over and saw that there was a lot of black energy wrapped around his body.
"Sure enough, my cousin has also been affected by evil spirits for a long time."
As soon as he thought about it, a little darkness suddenly appeared next to the Taoist in his heart, and then he was grabbed.
The Buddha's light was suppressing him in the temple just now, so he couldn't trace the source. Now that he has come out, he naturally has less worries. The dark will was pinched by the Taoist in his heart and turned into pieces, which were swallowed by the ghost face on the Taoist's right hand.
Suddenly, the light and shadow changed, many scenes appeared faintly, and there was a sense of darkness.
"Chen Hai!" Chen Cuo opened his eyes and lifted the curtain, "Tell the coachman to change the route."
Chen Hai immediately sent an order to change the direction of the carriage and horse.
As he walked, the mysterious feeling became clearer and clearer, and many scenes emerged, but they were blurry. It could only be seen that many people were walking in front and behind.
Just when Chen Cuo wanted to investigate further, a pair of vicious eyes appeared in his perception. Those eyes were full of anger and fear, and then the contact was broken.
The induction is gone.
Chen Cuo breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this exploration failed to catch the traces of the evil ghost, which made him feel a little regretful.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped.
Zhang Ju probed and asked why.
Chen He and Chen Hai both came over and reported that the road ahead was crowded and pedestrians stopped to watch.
Zhang Ju called his attendants and said, "Let's find out."
Chen Cuo's mind moved, his thoughts condensed, turned into spiritual consciousness to explore from a distance, and he immediately frowned.
He actually felt that there was a messy human thought in front of him. It was thick and chaotic, surrounding a person, like stars holding the moon. But when he probed deeper and wanted to check the person, he only felt a ball of hot energy and blood, and his thoughts suddenly changed.
Trembling, faintly about to burn or collapse.
So he decisively took back the exploration of spiritual consciousness.
The young man who went to inquire happened to come back and reported: "In front are the carriages and horses of the Duke of Guiyang. There are so many people that the roads on both sides have been blocked."
"It turns out to be General Hou. I had the honor to visit him half a month ago!" Zhang Ju whispered and fell silent upon hearing the report.
However, Chen Hai was listening in and was quite unhappy. He whispered: "My lord is of the blood of a true dragon and is highly respected by eminent monks and great virtues. However, his lord, Andu, blocked the road and occupied it, and he became so domineering!"
Chen He looked aside and scolded: "Be careful what you say!"
Chen Hai was startled and realized that he had made a mistake, so he quickly stopped talking. Seeing that his master's expression was as usual, showing no sign of reproach, he felt confident again and snorted coldly.
Chen He wanted to say more when he saw it, but he glanced at Chen Cuo subconsciously and still didn't speak.
Chen Cuo asked: "This General Hou is very respected by others?"
Zhang Ju said: "The Duke of Guiyang is a hero in the founding of the country. He has made outstanding achievements many times and has a high prestige in the army. He even defeated the soldiers and horses of Qi State in the north. People along the river have built shrines for him to seek protection."
"That's it." Chen Cuo nodded.
The crowd in front of us just dispersed, the road became clear again, and the bullock carts started moving again.
"Then Hou Andu's qi and blood are like fire. As soon as the thought of God's spiritual consciousness in his heart approaches, he will have the thought of burning. He must have tempered his body to an unusual degree. He is a master of martial arts. He can restrain the thought of incense. It's just martial arts.
It must not belong to the path of incense, but is it the path of cultivation?"
As he thought about it, he felt more and more that the path of spiritual practice was vast and full of wonderful things. How could he see it clearly in a short period of time? Even if he devoted his whole life, the reward would be only a drop in the ocean.
"When the evil ghost thing is over, it's time to think about how to seek immortality. Only by looking at it for a long time can we truly find the way."
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Cuo's heart moved, and he had a feeling in his mind.
"So that's it. The third step in seeking the Tao, the third realm, should be the realm of immortality. No matter how extraordinary it is, no matter how powerful it is, it only lasts for a moment. Life spans only a few decades, and the mortal world is lost, no matter how high-ranking or noble it may be.
No matter whether they are traffickers or lackeys, they will all be reduced to a cup of dust. I have a spirit in my heart, but it will be the same if I don't live forever!"
As soon as he thought of this, his whole body suddenly became cold and he shed a little cold sweat, but soon it was evaporated into mist.
He has reached perfection in one step, gained a glimpse of the foundation of Taoism, and is sought after by everyone. However, his mind is still firm, and there are still many hidden dangers and flaws. He cannot fully control his mind. His thoughts are still a little wandering, but with this understanding, all the
All the thoughts have settled down again.
"I see that there are many foolish and deluded people in the world, but I don't know that I am also a fool for a while."
The spirit in my heart became a little more solid.
Chen Cuo was not happy, but felt that the road ahead was long.
"Longevity..."
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"Huh?"
Outside the car, an ox cart was approaching, passing by Chen Cuo's cart. A person sitting in the cart suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look over.
He is a thin man, dressed as a scholar, with gray hair, about fifty years old.
"Yu Jun, what's wrong?" Another old man with a white beard was sitting in the car and asked.
"Nothing." The thin man looked away.
The old man said: "Don't worry, it's too late."
The thin man sighed: "I have been obsessed with it these past few days. I have been vaguely responding to the invitation of the conference to host criticism. Fortunately, I got the dream fairy on demand, so I woke up and quickly turned it down. It is just a review of Zhiguai.
That’s all, but the author of the article is from the clan, but others will say that you and I are following the trend, especially since we still have official positions, so we must avoid suspicion!"