Chapter 50: Insufficient greed, I still don't understand
"But Brother Sun, you're not young anymore." Zhao Xingfan felt that he couldn't defeat Sun Dong.
Sun Dong's face was filled with disdain: "So what? Now that I have four generations living under one roof, I am living an incredibly happy life, and I still have to work hard to cultivate Taoism. Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?" []
Zhao Xingfan was speechless. This situation was completely unexpected. He couldn't help it. After saying a few words casually, he left.
Returning to Zhushan, it happened to be the time to answer questions every five days. Zhao Xingfan naturally stood up again, saluted Shi Xuan and said: "Teacher, my disciple once asked you twenty years ago. Please tell me, after twenty years, what will happen again?"
I went to ask him, but twenty years later, my old friend still insists that mortals are better than monks. Even if both parents pass away, he still has no regrets. Please teach me."
As these monks practiced the techniques taught by Shi Xuan, they broke through the realm one by one, so they began to call Shi Xuan their teacher, but Shi Xuan did not comment.
After hearing Zhao Xingfan's question, Shi Xuan smiled lightly and said, "Twenty years later, you can ask him again."
Zhao Xingfan was stunned. He never expected that the teacher would continue to answer like this. Do he really want to ask again in twenty years?
Shi Xuan looked down. Compared to the time when it was at its peak, the sky and the bamboo branches were crowded with monks. Now the top of the Bamboo Mountain is empty, with only five thousand monks.
Because the two Taoist methods taught by Shi Xuan only reached the Golden Core Realm and were completed in almost a year, so in the past twenty years, they have been repeated twenty times. Anyone in the entire Ziluo Kingdom who can come to listen has already heard it.
If they are familiar with the teachings, their younger generations, relatives and friends will be able to listen to the teachings from their mouths without having to travel across mountains and rivers to come.
These more than 4,000 monks came just because today was the day for Shi Xuan to answer questions. On weekdays, there are not even a hundred monks on Zhushan. Of course, those monks need to fight for resources in order to break through the realm, so this choice is reasonable.
Shi Xuan stood up, and all the monks below saluted respectfully. The animals and birds in the bamboo forest also bowed in a similar manner, such as the white fox, the kitten, and the golden mouse, all standing in human form, two
The front paws are raised together, while the birds flap their wings and bend them.
Over the years, the monks have lived in harmony with animals and birds, and they all know how to repay their kindness. Shi Xuan often sees precious spiritual herbs from other places and spiritual fruits from this mountain outside the bamboo hut.
Materials and so on, but Shi Xuan didn't care about these. After finishing his sermon, he always asked the person who sent the things to take them back. There was no partiality on weekdays.
After everyone knew that Shi Xuan really didn't need it, they gradually stopped this behavior.
Anxi City.
"Brother Wan, are you really going to other countries?" Zhang Liu asked Wan Chengfeng. We sat down in Shixuan and listened to sermons for twenty years, and our friendship became very good.
Wan Chengfeng nodded and said with high spirits: "Thanks to the teacher's teachings over the years, it has been ten years since Wan entered the magical realm. However, Ziluo Kingdom has few resources and a monastic atmosphere, so Wan wants to go out and travel around the world.
, strive to condense the golden elixir one day, so that we can pass down the teacher's Taoism. How about a few fellow Taoists go out and have a try?"
Zhang Liu was silent for a while and said: "Well, we have learned almost everything we can learn from the teacher. If we continue to listen, there will be no other gains. If we want to achieve the golden elixir, we really can't rely on the resources here.
.Since you, Brother Wan, can make this determination, Zhang will not lose to you."
"Okay, Brother Zhang, you really still have pride in your heart." The monk surnamed Li praised, "Actually, if it hadn't been for the many golden elixir masters who came to trouble the teacher that year, and all of them fell into the hands of the teacher, we wouldn't even have the materials to advance to the supernatural realm.
We can’t even get it together. The Ziluo Kingdom is really too barren, so we can only go out and make a fortune, and in the future we can establish a sect in a place with good geomantic omen. Wouldn’t it be nice to establish an orthodoxy for our teacher?”
Those hesitant monks in the supernatural power realm were instigated by Wan Chengfeng and the monk surnamed Li to stir up trouble, but they still had some concerns: "Those big cultivation countries are no better than the Ziluo Kingdom, fighting for the fiercest. If we go out like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
We can compete with the monks in those places, let alone the four major sects and several major cultivation families."
Wan Chengfengxiong said confidently: "Wan has been planning this for a long time. The teacher has collected nearly twenty spiritual weapons from the eight or nine golden elixir masters. If we go and ask for one, there should be no problem. After all, we are out.
It is also to establish Taoism for him."
These words were high-sounding, but they made Zhang Liu frown a little. The teacher didn't take any money from his lectures. It was obvious that he and others had taken advantage of who knows how much, and now they were asking him for a spiritual weapon in the name of passing down the Taoism for his old man.
It's really shameless and greedy.
Wan Chengfeng continued: "But there is one thing. Wan wants to remind you that when you go to other countries, you cannot preach publicly like the teacher. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place. You can only establish sects and families according to the rules.
Or recruit one or two disciples to pass on the Taoism."
The monks nodded. They were all well aware of the reaction from the outside world, and then decided to go up the mountain overnight to ask the teacher for the spiritual weapon. Only Zhang Liu was embarrassed and refused to go with them.
It's late at night, the moon is bright, and all sounds are silent.
Outside the Shixuan Bamboo Cottage, a dozen monks in the supernatural power realm were kneeling, led by Wan Chengfeng, kowtowing in the greenery.
"What are you doing here?" Shi Xuan's faint voice came from the bamboo hut.
Wan Chengfeng said respectfully: "In order to break through to the golden elixir realm and better inherit the Taoism for the teacher, the disciples decided to travel to other countries and came here to say goodbye to the teacher."
"Well, I know this, you can go on your own." Shi Xuan answered simply and concisely.
Wan Chengfeng and the other monks looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and said shamelessly: "But the disciples know that their strength is low, and they are afraid of insulting the teacher's reputation, and they are afraid that they will not be able to pass on the Taoism, so they want to ask the teacher to give them spiritual weapons.
Let the disciples have the ability to protect themselves." "Oh, I don't have a spiritual weapon to give you, but I have eight words for you." Shi Xuan paused and said leisurely, "If the human heart is insufficient, the little snake will swallow the elephant.,.
I have to redeem those spiritual weapons to the sect. With so many Yin God Venerables from the Penglai sect going out, only a few of them can achieve Yuan Shen and come back, so my own spiritual weapons are not rich either.
Before Wan Chengfeng and others could continue to plead, they felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and they were swaying like clouds and mist. Then they all fell to the ground with several snaps, causing pain all over their bodies. Looking around, they were already at the foot of Zhushan Mountain.
After personally experiencing the power and unpredictability of Shi Xuan's methods, Wan Chengfeng and others had no shame or courage to stay, so they hurriedly packed up their belongings and left with their families and apprentices.
Zhang Liu, on the other hand, said goodbye when Shi Xuan was preaching early the next morning, and received two words of praise from Shi Xuan.
Zhao Xingfan walked outside the door of Sun's house again. Twenty years later, Sun's house was still so magnificent. However, Zhao Xingfan had advanced to the level of magical power and could be regarded as a master in the whole world, so he had no idea about these.
Keep it in mind.
Following the handyman, they came to the waterside pavilion from the last time. Sun Dong's hair was all white, but he was in high spirits and his body still looked good. It was probably due to the previous exercise.
"Brother Zhao, I haven't seen you for twenty years, but you still look the same." Seeing Zhao Xingfan look the same as he did twenty or even forty years ago, Sun Dong was a little surprised at first, but he soon calmed down and started laughing.
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Zhao Xingfan looked at Sun Dong with emotion: "Brother Sun, this is all because Zhao is not practicing Taoism properly and is making progress day by day. Zhao heard that the eldest nephew and several other juniors have all suffered from various reasons over the years.
It’s really sad to pass away because of others. It would be great if they also followed the path of Taoism.”
Sun Dong was a little sad, then smiled and shook his head: "Brother Zhao, haven't you seen it through yet? What I and your juniors have enjoyed in the past few decades may be something you may not have had the leisure to do even if you have been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years.
To enjoy, not to mention to be in fear and be in danger of dying at any time, what is the point of such a life?" Zhao Xingfan originally wanted to refute that this was not the case in the past forty years, but when he thought that most monks were like this, he just
Neng sighed and said, "But Brother Sun, your life is running out, right? Those juniors could have lived many more years."
There was some sadness in Sun Dong's expression, but he immediately covered it up and said without hesitation: "It is better to live and die for hundreds of years. How can we enjoy the happiness of family and live a good life for decades with peace of mind."
Unable to win Sun Dong's approval, Zhao Xingfan had to return depressed.
A few days later, at the top of Zhushan Mountain, Zhao Xingfan asked Shi Xuan again: "Teacher, I have asked you again. He still insists that monks are inferior to ordinary people. This disciple is really puzzled."
Shi Xuan glanced at Zhao Xingfan with a smile but not a smile: "Twenty years later, you can ask him again."
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Ignoring Zhao Xingfan's surprise, Shi Xuan looked at the monks who were sitting down and still listening to the sermon. There were already less than fifty people, and many of them were newcomers in the past few years.
For example, the little girl named Xia Jing came from a remote and remote area of Ziluo Kingdom. After seeing a monk cast a spell, she became addicted to monasticism. Unfortunately, there were no monks above the body there, and the monks in the big city were
He refused to accept her as a disciple, and paid her to study but had no money. Later, I heard that there was an old immortal in Zhushan, Anxi City, who treated the listeners equally regardless of their identity and taught them openly, so I lost several pairs of shoes and finally walked to Zhushan.
Listen to the sermon, and after listening to the sermon in the morning, you have to go to the restaurant to work as a waiter immediately
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Zhao Xingfan walked outside Sun's house again, but he saw white cloth hanging everywhere, as if a funeral was being held. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling. He had been in the magical realm for more than 20 years. If he hadn't been entangled with that problem, he would have gone there long ago.
While practicing in other countries, I collected resources to prepare for the condensation of golden elixir.
"Old man, who passed away in this house?" Zhao Xingfan asked someone while pulling him over.
The passerby looked at Zhao Xingfan curiously and said, "That's Sun Dongsun, the master of the family."
Zhao Xingfan returned to Zhushan in despair. Will this question always be the answer?
A few days later, on the top of Zhushan, Zhao Xingfan stood up again and said with a wry smile: "Teacher, my old friend has passed away. I'm afraid that problem will remain the same forever."
Shi Xuan asked calmly: "Don't you understand yet?" (To be continued!.