Zhang Jiuzhi was indeed not asleep, but he was not drunk either. He just scolded Xiao Chen for being ignorant. How scary it is for you to smash someone's door in the middle of the night. Grandpa, I am so old. If you scare me, you must be responsible.
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"If your old man didn't do anything wrong, why would you be afraid of people knocking on the door in the middle of the night?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Oh, you dare to talk back. Look, I won't hit you..." Zhang Jiuzhi gestured to take off his shoes.
"Senior Zhang." Master Ciyun had already walked in and knelt down in front of him.
"Who are you?" Zhang Jiuzhi looked confused.
"Junior Ciyun, I would like to pay my respects to senior Zhang." Master Ciyun said loudly.
"Ciyun? Oh, how come you, a little girl, have become like this!" Zhang Jiuzhi was shocked.
Master Ciyun is an old man in his seventies, but in his mouth, she is a little girl.
"Senior Zhang, it has been decades since we last saw each other. The sea has turned into a mulberry field. How can I not grow old?" Mrs. Ciyun also smiled, "Senior, you are the only one who is just a game in the world. We have no age.
She looks as good as ever."
"Huh, after all, you kids are still restless! Fortunately, you are still a Buddhist, worrying about worldly affairs all the time. How can you not grow old? Get up, who is this little girl?" Zhang Jiuzhi looked at Jingjing again.
Ouyang Yunxiu kneeling behind Master Ciyun.
"Junior Ouyang Yunxiu, pay homage to the old immortal." Ouyang Yunxiu whispered softly.
"Oh... you are Shang Lue's grandson. You have grown so big. How is Shang Lue doing?" Zhang Jiuzhi nodded.
The Shang Lue he was talking about was Ouyang Shang Lue, the head of the Ouyang family.
"Thanks to the old gods, grandpa is very good." Ouyang Yunxiu said.
"Why did you come to me in the middle of the night?" Zhang Jiuzhi spoke politely to the two of them, then turned around and yelled at Xiao Chen.
"What are you shouting at me? It's Teacher Ciyun who wants to find you, not me!" Xiao Chen's voice was louder than his.
"Senior Zhang, I don't blame Xiao Chen, it's the junior who wants to come to pay homage." Master Ciyun said hurriedly.
"Why are you paying homage to me properly? If you have this free time, you might as well go to worship Buddha." Zhang Jiu pointed out.
"Junior, I have something to ask for. It's useless to ask Buddha for this matter. I have to ask you, old man. If you don't agree, I will worship you here every day." Master Ciyun pursed her lips and smiled like a naughty boy.
"Alas..." Zhang Jiuzhi let out a long sigh, "I just couldn't bear to care about your nonsense, so I hid in this pile of graves to ask for some peace and quiet, but I didn't expect that someone would still come to my door and make noise... What's the matter?
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"Emei Flying Sword!" Master Ciyun said hurriedly.
The Emei Sect has passed down three treasures from generation to generation, one of which is the Emei Flying Sword, which is the sword of Emei’s founder, Master Tianxiu. Master Tianxiu was a swordsman before she entered Buddhism, so the sword she uses is very spiritual.
It is said that the driven ones can take heads from thousands of miles away!
But since her death, the sword has been passed down, and the sword skills have also been passed down, but very few of them can be practiced.
Master Ciyun is a martial arts fanatic, and she is also extremely talented in martial arts. She is a martial arts talent that has never been produced in the Emei Sect for a century. However, she has been practicing hard in Mount Emei for decades, but she has never been able to understand the inner skills and master the flying sword.
She also has a competitive temperament, so she is naturally very unwilling to do so. If she cannot master the Emei Flying Sword, she will not rest in peace even if she dies!
"Sigh... You are so old and you still don't understand such a simple truth. The Emei Flying Sword has too much murderous intent. How can you drive it away with murderous intent?" Zhang Jiuzhi sighed softly.
He said it was a simple truth, but Xiao Chen and Ouyang Yunxiu were both smart, but they didn't understand it either.
Since the Emei Flying Sword is a killing weapon, if you don’t have a murderous intention to drive it away, what should you use? A Buddha’s heart? A Buddha’s heart is compassionate, but it also does not kill.
"Yin and Yang complement each other, heaven and earth harmonize, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, good and evil are connected, disgust can do good things, and good intentions can also do evil, so killing means not killing, and not killing means killing. When will you understand this truth, you will be able to understand Emei Fei
The mind of the sword is very important." Zhang Jiuzhi added.
"Senior Zhang, I'm here to ask you for advice because I don't know anything about it!" Master Ciyun heard this and was confused. I came to ask you how to learn to fly a sword, but you started fighting with me.
"Ten years of not being tempted, ten years of not being angry, ten years of not killing people." Zhang Jiu pointed out, "As long as you can do one of the three, you will be able to use the flying sword in ten years."
"Ah?" Master Emei was greatly disappointed when she heard this.
Ten years is a bit too long for her. She is over seventy this year, and she will be eighty in ten years. She doesn’t know if she can survive until then!
In addition, she was afraid that she could not do any of the three things Zhang Jiuzhi said.
Can you want to practice flying swords if you don't feel angry? Isn't the purpose of practicing flying swords to kill people? Why kill people if you don't feel angry?
There are so many injustices in the world, can you not be angry?
You, the old man, are hiding from the world and turning a blind eye. If we, too, don't pay attention, will the world still be a world?
"If you can't do it, you won't be able to practice." Zhang Jiu pointed his finger and said that was enough, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"Alas..." Master Ciyun sighed, "It would be better to be a god like you, so that you won't have all the troubles in this world."
"Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they can't forget their utilitarianism! Where are the generals of ancient and modern times? The pile of grass is gone in the deserted graves. Everyone knows that gods are good, but they can't forget only their fame! In the end, I will only regret that nothing has been accomplished, and my eyes will close at that time.
Well, everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they can never forget their sentiments! I expressed my gratitude to you on your birthday, but you will go with others after your death."
Zhang Jiuzhi laughed loudly and sang a long song, describing the various aspects of life, the ups and downs of the world.
"Don't talk about us either, you won't forget it yourself!" Xiao Chen said.
"Saints can forget their feelings, and sages can be ruthless. We are not sages, but we are the ones who are loved by love." Zhang Jiuzhi said with a smile.
The old man talked for a long time and then talked about loneliness.
Xiao Chen curled his lips when he heard this.
"You kid, don't wink, I'm not even dim-sighted yet! I see that you are a bit top-heavy and dizzy. Young people don't know how to control themselves at all." Zhang Jiuzhi pointed at Xiao Chen's nose and said.
"Old man, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Xiao Chenxin said, "This old man really knows everything!"
"Are you pretending to be confused with me, grandpa? I advise you, as you are young, not to be too uninhibited and arrogant! If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences before your eyes, I tell you!" Zhang Jiu pointed out.
"Tch, if young people are not arrogant, are they still young people?" Xiao Chen's loyal words were hard to hear.
"Twenty-eight beauties have bodies that look like brittle. They wield a sword at their waists and kill ordinary people. Although no heads are lost, they secretly teach you that your bones are withered!" Zhang Jiuzhi recited a poem to admonish Xiao Chen, "If you have bad luck in the future, you will have bad luck with women!"
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"Hey, is your old man still drunk? What did you say in front of Teacher Taihe Yunxiu!" Xiao Chen couldn't even hear it.
"A child cannot be taught!" Zhang Jiuzhi snorted, "I tell him, you Yunxiu girl, please listen. This is all for the good of you young people."
Ouyang Yunxiu had already lowered his head and his neck was red with embarrassment. Hearing Zhang Jiuzhi's words, he was really dumbfounded. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Nodding is not the answer, shaking the head is not the answer, and it seems that even a promise is not the answer.