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Senior brother asked me before, how did I become blind in these eyes?
——Because with this pair of physical eyes, I have truly seen the existence of the ‘true meaning of heaven and man’!
So God wants to make me blind.
But since then, my heart has been immersed in the true meaning of all things and spirits all the time.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
I have entered the Tao and would be satisfied even if I died, not to mention only being blind in one pair of eyes?
All I want in life is satisfied, so why should I pursue high-ranking officials, fine clothes and fine food?!"
From the look on his junior brother Yang Huizhi's face, Wu Daozi saw his shining and perfect spirit. The brilliance emanating from his spirit made him feel ashamed for a while and a little angry at the same time. He suddenly raised his voice and interrupted his junior brother: "
Can your mind really see the true meaning of all things and spirits?
I have been working hard for more than four years, and my heart is full of ravines. Now there is a painting ready to be painted - I also have an intuition that this painting must be the best painting in my life!
Junior brother, why don't you and I compete?!"
His real purpose here is to compete with the sculpture saint Yang Huizhi. With the help of this competition, he will become famous all over the world and let the world know that he, Wu Daozi, can also become a saint and a painting saint!
This is his original true thought!
As for now, he doesn't care whether his name can be spread all over the world through this incident. He only hopes that his life-long efforts can surpass his junior brothers!
"Why not?" Yang Huizhi smiled.
"Okay! Then please ask your junior brother to bring your disciples some paper and pen, and we will compete on the spot!" Wu Daozi pressed forward step by step.
He stared closely at Yang Huizhi's face, but saw Yang Huizhi shaking his head: "It's late tonight, and there are not many spectators on the mountain anymore.
Wouldn't it be a pity if the work that our senior brother has put so much effort into can't be spread throughout the world through the mouths of onlookers?" Yang Huizhi said, "What's more, my senior brother has climbed a dangerous mountain to reach this point. Before I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord, I have to compete with my senior brother.
It’s not very polite.”
Wu Daozi shook his head repeatedly: "All these red tapes can be omitted!"
Now he only wants to have a fight with his junior brother!
But the junior brother still refused, and what Yang Huizhi said made Wu Daozi suddenly fall silent: "When you and I compete, we always need a witness.
Although my disciples understand the true meaning of heaven and man, their vision is not higher than that of you and me. Using them as witnesses and judgments, they are not capable enough to take on big responsibilities.
And today, the only people in the world who can be such witnesses are saints.
It took the saint as little as three to five days, or as much as half a month, to reach Mount Huashan.
At that time, why don't you and I have a competition under the witness of the world, and let the saints decide the outcome?"
Yang Huizhi's words made Wu Daozi fall silent again.
He sat there, stunned for a long time, and finally nodded: "That's fine."
The matter of the competition has been decided.
However, Wu Daozi did not worry that the sage Zhang Wu and Yang Huizhi would favor Yang Huizhi because they were both members of the Suppressing Secret Service.
This situation is strange to say - although Wu Daozi resented Zhang Wu and felt that Zhang Wu had ruined his life's future, he also firmly believed that Zhang Wu must be fair and impartial. Even after hearing his junior brother's suggestion, he immediately
Junior Brother Intuition's suggestion is excellent - there is no one more suitable to be the judge than Zhang Wu!
"Senior brother, I think you haven't had dinner yet. Why don't you and your junior brother have a vegetarian meal at Ziyun Temple?
Although it is simple food, it has a special flavor." Yang Huizhi had a smile on his face. He put down the tools in his hands, supported his knees with both hands, and tried to stand up tremblingly.
Wu Daozi grabbed him at this time, but turned his gaze to Wang Quan, who was beside him and did not dare to express his anger.
Wang Quan had been a bystander for nearly half an hour. Many of the conversations between the two of them were incomprehensible to him, but the bits of content he accidentally understood shocked him even more. Later, because he knew
He drank so much that he didn't even dare to breathe.
At this moment, Wu Daozi looked at him, making his heart skip a beat.
He looked begging for mercy to Wu Daozi, but he heard Wu Daozi pull the arm of Plastic Sage and said to Plastic Sage: "Junior brother, you might as well take a look at this young man.
He is determined to achieve success in sculpture.
Junior brother, do you think he is the material?"
Yang Huizhi's face turned towards Wang Quan. Wang Quan immediately straightened his back and his heart was beating fast. He was filled with infinite hope for a while, and was confused for a while!
The Sculptor asked him at this time: "Have you ever been a sculptor before?"
"I've done it, I've done it!
I...I have been in this business for more than ten years!
Whether it is carving Buddha statues for temples, shaping gods, or carving on tables, chairs, benches, etc., I have done it all, and my work is pretty good!" Wang Quan replied quickly.
As he spoke, he observed Yang Huizhi's expression. When he saw Yang Huizhi gradually frowning as he listened to his statement, he couldn't help but lower his voice and became increasingly panicked.
At this time, Yang Huizhi said: "In more than ten years of sculpture, has there ever been a sense of mystery and mystery?
For example, after a certain sculpture, you suddenly find that you have missed many key details, but the sculpture has an unusual aura?"
Wu Daozi also asked this question before!
Wang Quan looked gloomy, already knowing what the final result would be.
He forced a smile and said: "I have never encountered such a situation..."
"Hmm..." Yang Huizhi pondered, and his face turned towards Wu Daozi. Although he made his words clear, the implication was extremely clear - Wang Quanzhen is not the kind of material that can be used to enter Taoism in the sculpture field!
It's just that these words, said directly, would be too hurtful.
Yang Huizhi finally said: "Since it is recommended by my senior brother, I can also let the young man find a temporary job in the Shengong Bureau. He may not be able to succeed in sculpture, but there are other arts that can be practiced.
Even if all other arts cannot be achieved, it doesn't matter.
Most of the craftsmen in the Shengong Bureau cannot enter Taoism, so being a craftsman in the Shengong Bureau is pretty good."
Wang Quan smiled sadly when he heard this, shook his head, bowed to the Plastic Sage, and said: "Thank you for your teaching. Since I am not this material, I am not willing to stay here to cause you trouble. I will go down the mountain now. I will be here tonight. Rest for one night in Taohuayu and go down the mountain tomorrow..."
After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.
"Wait!"
At this time, Wu Daozi suddenly called out to him.
Wu Daoxuan looked at him sideways, looking like a weird old man: "Is what I said right?
You are not this material!
I showed you the way, why don’t you thank me?”
What this weird old man said at this time was nothing less than a mental torture for Wang Quan. His eyes became even darker, but the current situation was stronger than others, and he did not dare to rebuke Wu Daozi, so he asked Wu Daozi for anything. Wu Daozi cupped his hands: "Thank you very much!
Goodbye!"
"Goodbye to what?" Wu Daozi narrowed his eyes.
Wang Quan's face was red. He was already thirty years old. He felt insulted by Wu Daozi's few words and couldn't help but his eyes turned red: "I have a low status and will definitely have no future in the future... I don't think a big shot like you can do it." No chance to meet again...
Then I’ll never see you again, please take care of me!”