A minute later, Brother Tao, bruised and swollen, was invited to sit on the sofa by Jihirang. Jihirang said with a smile: "I'm so sorry, it turns out that you are not the person who is that abominable knife club. If you had told me earlier, I would have let him
Er Leng, I’d better punch you less.”
Brother Tao, who was rubbing the pain, heard that he had not held his breath. Damn it, he had to be beaten no matter what, right? He looked at the simple and honest man beside him and realized that this guy was really good at beating, and he was pretty good at it.
, the most glorious battle example ever was when one person cut down eleven of his opponents, but was slapped away by this honest-looking guy. Is this guy still a human being?
"Mr. Jiheiro, we are not here to fight against you, but to cooperate with you. The knife will be our mortal enemy. We have a common enemy!" Brother Tao said.
"Enemies? Do they have this qualification?" Jihirang said disdainfully, "Why should I cooperate with you? Look, you were so fragile just now, and you were not as good as a girl."
Brother Tao said in a deep voice: "Our Qing'an Society is the largest gang in Shenhai City. If Mr. Jiheiro wants to deal with the Xiaodeng Society, we are happy to provide help. For example, where are their venues? Their high-level core members will usually appear in
Where? I think Mr. Jihirang must hate the knife so much that they slapped you in public..."
Originally, Brother Tao thought that Jihirang would be angry, but unexpectedly Jihirang said with a smile: "You want to lend me my hand to deal with the knife club, well... this is not impossible, but you also know. I am short of pocket money recently.
Money, my boss is a frugal person, and I have to be self-reliant most of the time. Yes, the boss likes people who are self-reliant, right?"
"Hehe. Frugality is a traditional Chinese virtue. The boss is right!" Da Leng said with a sinister smile.
Holy shit, what does this have to do with traditional virtues?
Brother Tao cursed in his heart, resisting the urge to slap them to death, and said: "Mr. Jiheiro, we came to you for your honor, how could you..."
"Aha, screw your mother's honor. Why are you so good? You are more considerate than God for me, so should I pay you some compensation? ... Well, how much should I pay?" Ji Ping
Lang dug around in his wrinkled suit, and finally took out a wrinkled one-renminbi note, smoothed it out, and handed it to Brother Tao, "Well, this is the fee I will give you. Can you
After thinking so much about me, I have nothing to express, so just use the money to supplement your brain!"
Brother Tao stared blankly at the banknotes stained with unknown juice and speckled on them, and stammered: "Mr. Jiheiro, we are sincere..."
"Then show your sincerity!" Jihirang said bluntly, "Or, just take this money and leave." It's just one dollar, but in Jihirang's mouth it becomes "these money", could it be that "
Can "一" also be described as "these"? Is Kihiro shameless, or does he not know Chinese well and, like many foreigners, knows nothing about quantifiers?
Brother Tao pondered for a while and asked timidly: "I wonder how much Mr. Jihirang wants?"
"No more, no more, just some pocket money!" Jihirang shook his head with a wicked smile, then stretched out five fingers, starting with the thumb, and lifted them one by one, leaving only the little finger standing up.
"One..." Brother Tao looked at Jiheiro's fingers with some confusion.
"One million, don't talk without a hundred people!" Jihirang said loudly, "I, Uncle Jihirang, have given you a 50% discount as a special case. If you pass this village, there will be no such store."
"I... need to ask for permission!" Brother Tao said. After receiving Jihirang's permission, he immediately went to the corner of the room and took out the phone. He spoke in a low voice while constantly looking at Jihirang.
Here, on the sofa, Da Leng whispered: "Jiheiro, isn't one million a bit... too much?"
"It's a good thing that you are still the boss's subordinate. Don't tell me that you know me when you go out. It's only one million, which is not enough for my monthly allowance." Jiheiro looked at Da Leng with disdain, and Da Leng smiled sarcastically.
Smile, narrowed into a thin line.
Two minutes later, Brother Tao came over and said: "Our eldest brother said that he is willing to make friends with you, and this million will be regarded as a travel fee for you to go to Deep Sea City."
On the other end, Long Sheng hung up the phone. Although one million was a bit too much, it was not unacceptable. All he needed was to pull Shi Zhong's men into the water. When things got serious, Shi Zhong couldn't just sit idly by. As for
Shi Zhong was furious after knowing the whole story. As long as he behaved appropriately, he wouldn't do anything to him.
So, the story of Jiheiro and Da Leng Er Leng wreaking havoc in Deep Sea City began...
On the seventh day, after Shi Zhong was sure that the spirit tree would no longer wither, he breathed a sigh of relief, felt a big stone fall in his heart, and began to prepare for practice.
In fact, there was nothing to prepare. I just said hello to the people I was close to and told them that I was going to travel far away, especially Lingba, because Black Tornado needed to be fostered by him.
On the tenth day, Shi Zhong took a car back to Yushan. He first stayed at home for a few days, and then went to Sanqing Mountain to visit his senior brother Xianyang and Zen Master Dakong.
Yichenzi was very happy for Shi Zhong's arrival, and actually put aside his debate with Zen Master Da Kong to accompany Shi Zhong exclusively.
"Senior brother's complexion is getting more and more rosy. I think he must have gained some enlightenment in cultivation recently!" Shi Zhong was sipping tea on the stone table at the back of the Taoist temple and said to Yichenzi opposite.
"Haha, junior brother is ridiculous. The old Taoist only had an epiphany by chance. The ultimate truth of heaven and earth is as vast as the sea. It is beyond the reach of human beings to truly understand it!" Although Yichenzi sighed, there was a smile on his face.
But he had a look of relief on his face. God knows how happy this old Taoist priest is now.
"Since senior brother's understanding is so high, why not..."
"Don't cultivate your life?" Yichenzi looked at Shi Zhong with a smile, with an unfathomable expression on his face, "Cultivation of the Tao, cultivation of the Tao, most people only focus on cultivating their lives and often neglect the cultivation of their nature. How to perform a few Taoist techniques?
A kind of explanation of Tao, but that is only one aspect. The old Taoist believes that cultivating one's nature is more important than cultivating one's life. Only by understanding the principles of heaven and earth can you turn over the clouds and rain with the wave of your hand, and understand the secrets of heaven by pinching your fingers.
It is the true Taoism.”
"You mean that your level has reached the point where you can grasp the secrets of heaven with just your fingers?" Shi Zhong asked in shock.
"Haha, the old Taoist doesn't have this kind of cultivation yet. Maybe the end of the Tao may be able to detect some of these mysteries. But junior brother, you, on the train, is there a female benefactor in her thirties under your berth on the train?"
Chenzi's topic changed so quickly, Shi Zhong was stunned, and then...
"How do you know?" Shi Zhong was horrified beyond measure. Damn it, is it possible that this kind of Taoism really exists in this world, and that extremely profound Taoist cultivation can break through the secrets of heaven?
"You just need to tell the old man, right?" Yichenzi shook his head as if pretending to be so.
"yes!"
"That's it, Qingfeng said that he met someone who looked like his uncle on the train, and it turned out to be you!" Yichenzi said.
"Qingfeng?" Shi Zhong was stunned.
"A disciple of an experienced Taoist, I returned to the Taoist temple two days earlier than you to attend an exchange meeting of the Taoist Association. According to your seniority, I should call you my uncle!" Yichenzi said with a smile, and Shi Zhong almost yelled, "Damn!"
, this old Taoist was obviously lying to himself just now, you just have to say that someone meets you, you have to pretend, you think he can see into the past and the future, what kind of magical power is this, if it is really possible, then how can he be like an immortal?
What's the difference?
"Actually, if I have to make an analogy, cultivating one's nature is like learning theoretical knowledge, while cultivating one's life is putting it into practice. The ultimate goal of cultivating the Tao is to pursue immortality. Cultivating one's nature can speed up the progress of cultivating one's life, so..."
"Your theoretical knowledge is rich, but your practical knowledge is unsatisfactory. Your rich theoretical knowledge has not made you make any progress in cultivating Taoism!" Shi Zhong said, and Yi Chenzi smiled "haha", feeling a little lonely.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about you. What's the important thing for you to come to Lao Tao's Taoist temple this time?" Yichenzi said.
"Hey, Sanqing Taoist Temple is also my disciple. Do I need a reason to visit my own disciple?" Shi Zhong said with a smile. In the end, he was helpless by Yichenzi's clear eyes, so he had to explain,
"I'm here to ask you if you have any prescription for making elixirs?"
"You want to make an elixir?" Yichenzi was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to remember something. He shook his head sadly and said, "The so-called alchemy is not that easy. The master risked his own life to refine a pot of elixir.
, but it caused Junior Brother Yi Zhengzi to become possessed and now there is no trace."
"I need a prescription. Only by refining high-quality elixirs can I quickly break through my current state. It is too difficult to break through in the middle stage of foundation building. It is more than a hundred times more difficult than the early stage of foundation building. According to this progress, five
It will be ten years before I can break through the middle stage of foundation building. By then, the day lily will be cold." Shi Zhong said, he did not lie. Although he has been diligent in meditating recently, the progress can be described as slow.
I am at level 81 in the mid-basic stage, and I am only level 21. At my current rate of improvement, I am afraid it will take a year to progress to the first level.
"The art of alchemy is not that easy to master, but if you really want it, I can search for you. I remember that the master was obsessed with alchemy at the beginning, and he also believed that the breakthrough in spiritual cultivation can only be achieved by relying on alchemy under today's conditions.
The essence of medicine that can be absorbed by the human body can replenish the spiritual energy of a cultivator... However, his elixir was refined, but it cost him life and death, and his junior brother also went crazy and disappeared, so, you can
Think about it clearly, what the veteran said just now is not alarmist, the prescriptions I gave you are all real prescriptions that have been perfected by predecessors for thousands of years, but the difficulty of refining medicine is also extremely terrifying, and few people can succeed."
"So someone succeeded?" Shi Zhong asked.
"Someone has succeeded in refining a furnace of chalcedony muscle and bone pills. He is our ancestor. At that time, our ancestor lived for more than two hundred years. His eyesight and ears were sharp, and his health was better than that of young people. This is a miracle in the world of monasticism.
This is why our Sanqing Temple has a transcendent status in the eyes of true monks." Yichenzi said leisurely.
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