I heard Zhang Heng said that he came to become a disciple.
Xu Zhenren was stunned for a moment and showed an expression like "Are you kidding me?" It was like a billionaire who suddenly told the fortune teller setting up a stall under the overpass that I wanted to learn fortune telling from you.
Of course Zhang Heng was not here to play tricks on others, and said bluntly: "Master Xu, you heard me right. I have always wanted to follow the Tao. Unfortunately, I have been living overseas for a long time and due to unfavorable circumstances, I have never been able to achieve my wish."
"I came back from overseas some time ago, recognized my ancestors, and returned to Yangjiang. As soon as I heard about you, Mr. Xu, I rushed here without stopping."
Xu Zhenren frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Heng, and then at the gift on the table: "What's in here?"
Zhang Heng paused for a moment: "One thirty-year-old mountain ginseng, one hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, five books on ghosts and strange stories collected from the people, and three books on interesting stories from the mountains."
Xu Zhenren's brows furrowed even more.
Zhang Heng knew it was bad at first sight. Master Xu lived a poor life, living like an ascetic monk.
The gift I gave him was so expensive, I am afraid that not only would he not be satisfied in his heart, but he would also feel resentful.
"Zhenzhen Xu, you don't have to worry about some gifts. In my eyes, this thirty-year-old wild ginseng is actually..."
The corner of Zhang Heng's eyes glanced at Zhang Dadan and immediately said: "The value of a box of osmanthus cake as a gift to you is the same as when he comes to apprentice."
"Oh, thirty-year-old wild ginseng is the same as sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Xu Zhenren's brows relaxed: "This is an interesting statement. Please tell me more."
Zhang Heng explained in detail: "In his eyes, sweet-scented osmanthus cake is the best gift, and he is reluctant to eat it on weekdays."
"And in my eyes, this ginseng is the same."
"I have a fortune of tens of thousands of dollars. If I spend a hundred thousand dollars to buy an old ginseng as my apprenticeship gift, it can't be considered a waste, right?"
Xu Zhenren thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It doesn't count."
Zhang Heng felt confident and continued: "He has one hundred coppers, and he used ten of them to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake as an apprenticeship ceremony. Is it considered a waste?"
Xu Zhenren shook his head again: "It doesn't count."
"So in my opinion, whether it's ginseng or sweet-scented osmanthus cake, they all have the same intention. The difference is the people."
"I have money, so my gift is a little more expensive. If others don't have money, the apprenticeship ceremony should be a little lighter."
"Whether it's light or heavy, it's all the intention, the intention is the same."
Zhang Heng bowed respectfully: "Please don't think too much about Master Xu."
Xu Zhenren thought for a while and smiled freely: "That's right, I was obsessed with appearance and lost my true meaning."
After saying that, Master Xu waved his hand: "Come forward."
Zhang Heng took a step forward.
The next second, Xu Zhenren suddenly took action, first buckling Zhang Heng's wrist, and then flipping up to grab his shoulder bone.
"It's not bad, Yuan Yang has not been lost, and his bones are above average, but he is a bit older."
Xu Zhenren looked satisfied, but also seemed a little dissatisfied.
Zhang Heng also knew that he was older and was not comparable to teenagers, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Zhenren Xu, will being older have an impact on spiritual practice?"
"Yes, but it's not decisive."
Xu Zhenren recited Xuanci: "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. If a person is old and cannot practice Tao or attain Tao, is he still Tao?"
"In the past, Lu Zu met Zheng Huolong at the age of 40 and taught him swordsmanship. At the age of 64, he met Zhong Liquan and taught him alchemy. If he couldn't practice Taoism at his old age, how could Lu Zu achieve his later achievements?"
"The so-called fortune-telling couple, the most important thing is timing, destiny, destiny, destiny, not talent."
"What's more, your bones are not bad. When I was studying as a teacher, my elders tested my bones, and I only got an average score."
Zhang Heng was doubtful.
He is not a child and cannot believe what others say.
The importance of talent, even if it is not as important as destiny, timing, destiny, and destiny, is still crucial.
When Xu Zhenren said this to him, it was more like comforting him and telling him not to think wildly.
Just like when I was in school, the teacher said that genius is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent hard work.
Many people don't know that there is another sentence behind this sentence, one percent talent is more important than 99% sweat.
"Master Xu, can I become your teacher and learn Taoism from you?"
Zhang Heng asked tentatively.
"able..."
If it had been a novel, I'm afraid Xu Zhenren would have refused outright, and Zhang Heng would have had no choice but to go to Qian Zhenren, who was so greedy for money.
But reality is not a novel. Although Xu Zhenren thought Zhang Heng was a bit too senior, he didn’t want to accept it.
But he didn’t go so far as to reject it outright. It seemed that Zhang Heng still had a great heart for the Tao.
Xu Zhenren was an upright man, and after careful consideration, he decided to give Zhang Heng a chance.
It's just that practicing Taoism is not that easy. Xu Zhenren took out a Taoist scripture from the bedside and said: "This is Maoshan's Jingtan Ode. It is a must-read for both morning and evening classes. It has a total of 6,000 words. You can take it."
Go back and memorize it first. If you can't memorize it within seven days, you won't come to see me again."
In some novels, it is unrealistic to apprentice with Uncle Jiu and learn Taoism and magic.
This is just like going to school. The teacher doesn’t teach you 1+1=2, but just throws you a calculus book. Do you understand?
Take, for example, the opening sentence of the Jingtan Psalm.
Make a furnace to pray for true blessings, meditate on the saints, worship the treasures reverently and repent, may you live a long life.
What is Zhenyou?
Who are the sages and how to sense them?
What is a treasure confession?
do you understand?
Let’s talk about the talismans.
How to open the talisman head, why it is opened like this, and what is its significance.
Write the name of the god on the talisman. Who is the god you are writing? What blessings should be recited when writing, so that the immortals and gods will respond. If you have memorized the blessings, draw the talisman. If you make a mistake in a word, you will not be able to go up to heaven to hear it. This is your
The talisman is useless.
Uncle Jiu finished drawing the talisman in one go, which was to the point where he was astonished when he started writing.
Ordinary Taoist priests, especially beginners, must bathe and burn incense before drawing talismans. One talisman may not be successful even if it is drawn with one or two sticks of incense.
Normally.
Disciples of Sanshan Zongzong have to do three years of morning lessons with their master, study Taoist scriptures and Taoist terminology for two years, and understand some taboos and common sense before they can come into contact with talismans.
This is just like the adult college entrance examination.
First of all, you have to know how to do it. How can you go to college if you don’t know anything?
"master..."
"Stop, don't call the master yet, it's too early."
As soon as Zhang Heng opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Master Xu.
Zhang Heng did not take it seriously and continued: "Master, what if I learn the Pure Altar Ode by heart?"
Seeing that Zhang Heng was so shameless, Master Xu could not refute again and again, so he could only reply: "Where is this? After the Jingtan Ode, there is the sealing ceremony of Sanmao Zhenjun, and the Tianlingbao Jinhua rushes to wisdom to save people's lives.
Mao Jun Zhen Sutra, Nine Heavens Three Maosi Ming Xian Leng Ritual Sutra, Tai Shang Wu Ji Zong Zhen Wenchang Da Dong Xian Sutra, Shang Qing Da Cao Zhen Sutra, Saving People Sutra, Gao Shang Yu Huang Benxing Sutra, Huangting Inner Scenery Sutra, External Scenery Sutra.
..”
In one breath, Master Xu named more than twenty names.
Zhang Heng's scalp went numb when he heard it, and he couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you have to memorize all of this?"
"Of course you have to be able to memorize it, otherwise what would you learn?"
Xu Zhenren pointed out: "Take Zhou's Mingtongji as an example. It writes about the passage to the underworld. As a Taoist priest, you must deal with ghosts, gods and evil spirits. What should you do if you lose etiquette?"
"There is also a record of nourishing one's nature and extending one's life, this is..."
Xu Zhenren paused: "This is for extending life. It hurts Tianhe. I don't need you to carry it for the time being. You won't need it now anyway."
"Others, such as the Tao Te Ching, Bao Pu Zi, Zuo Wang Jing, Yin Fu Jing, and Deng Zhen Yin Jue, all have corresponding spells and supernatural powers. How can you master them if you don't learn them?"
Seeing the bitter look on Zhang Heng's face, Xu Zhenren laughed loudly: "Now you know how difficult it is to learn Taoism? Taoism cannot be cultivated by just touching the upper lip to the lower lip. You are lucky. Master, I am the direct descendant of Maoshan. Others want to
Looking at these Taoist books, there is no such creation yet."
When he was so happy, Xu Zhenren even recognized his master's name.
When Zhang Heng heard this, he thought he was still waiting for the Chinese New Year.
He immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma!"
Xu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he hummed: "You are smart, get up."