Taoist Zheng took another bite of the peach and said with a smile: "Little monk, you have just started, so you are far behind!... However, it is really rare for you to be able to get started without any guidance. I am afraid you are the first person in this dynasty.
Rare! Rare!"
As he spoke, he took another bite of the peach and nodded.
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing modest.
Indeed, it was a miracle that Ziyang Monument was able to enter the temple without anyone's guidance. He was well aware of the difficulties and luck, and the skills of meditation and observing the Heaven, Human, and Divine Light Sutras were indispensable.
Ordinary people don't have either, so he is lucky enough to have both.
Taoist Zheng threw the peach core into the flower bed and patted Li Muchan on the shoulder: "Little monk, practice hard and recreate Ziyang's past scenery, so that I, the old Taoist, can take a look!"
Li Muchan smiled and looked at his hands.
The juice from his hands was wiped cleanly on Li Muchan's shoulders.
Taoist Zheng showed no shame and said with a smile: "But, little monk, I want to give you a piece of advice!"
Li Muchan looked solemn and said hurriedly: "Senior, please speak, I am all ears!"
Taoist Zheng stroked his beard and said: "You should either practice Taoist Kung Fu or Buddhist Kung Fu. Don't think about practicing both, as it will take advantage of you!"
Li Muchan was puzzled: "Wouldn't it be better to combine the strengths of both families?"
This was exactly his original plan. If he wanted to be number one in the world and surpass any master in the world, he would have to take the best of hundreds of schools and merge them into one.
Taoist Zheng shook his head: "No! No! It's so wrong! It's so wrong!"
Li Muchan frowned and said thoughtfully: "This junior is now practicing Buddhism and Ziyang Monument. I don't feel any conflict. On the contrary, they complement each other and make progress very quickly."
"Then you have to be even more careful!" Taoist Zheng's face darkened.
Li Muchan said: "Senior, please give me some advice."
Taoist Zheng looked at him, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Things like yours have been thought of by predecessors for a long time. There are countless geniuses in the world!"
Li Muchan nodded and agreed with this idea. In his previous life, he was an ordinary person. He also studied philosophy and came into contact with the sages of the past generations. He was impressed by the depth and breadth of their thoughts and felt inferior to them.
In this world, since he left the palace, every master he has encountered is no less than himself. Such as Mei Ruolan, Gong Qingyun, and Xinjue, they are all extremely intelligent people.
If I hadn't practiced Zen diligently since childhood, developed my wisdom, and been one step ahead of schedule, I wouldn't have been able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them.
Taoist Zheng looked up at the sky. In a short while, the setting sun completely penetrated the Western Mountain, and the twilight gradually emerged, as light as a gauze, lingering around.
He sighed deeply: "Alas... Countless talented and brilliant people have fallen on this road, blending Buddhism and Taoism into one... Hehe, this is a road of no return. The further you go, the farther you go.
Death is near!"
Li Muchan frowned, confused.
Although he didn't know much about Taoist Kung Fu, he surmised from the Ziyang Monument that it was nothing more than concentrating energy and spirit, forming elixirs, and changing the body, while Buddhism focused on the spirit.
If the spirit is strong, the elixir is also strong. If my purple elixir cannot grow bigger, it is because the spirit is not strong enough. The two complement each other, so how can there be a conflict?
Seeing his appearance, Taoist Zheng shook his head and said: "I think this thing is incomprehensible, and no one can understand it, but as a Buddhist and a Taoist, in the end, no one has a good result, they all go crazy and die!"
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He chuckled: "Do you think that your training is different and you are smarter, so you won't follow in their footsteps?...Those who are obsessed with it are just like you. They are all extremely smart people. Unfortunately, there is no way to escape.
Away from this fate!"
Li Muchan was shocked, frowned and nodded slowly: "Thank you, senior, for reminding me!"
"Well, I think you, the little monk, are quite smart, so I just said a few words. If it were someone else, I would be too lazy to waste my words!" said Zheng Daoshi.
Li Muchan said: "I wonder who the senior is?"
"I am an idle cloud and a wild crane, a wandering ghost, how can I be an expert?" Taoist Zheng chuckled.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior refuses to tell me?"
Taoist Zheng waved his hand and said: "Come on, you little monk really has no wisdom, you are so persistent! ...I am just a wild Taoist priest in Chaoyang Mountain!"
Li Muchan thought about it and found that he had never heard of Chaoyang Mountain.
Li Muchan combined the tithes and said solemnly: "Thank you, Taoist Master Zheng, for your guidance, which clears the air!"
"Okay, what are you talking about with all this nonsense!" Taoist Zheng waved his hand, stroking his beard and said with a smile, "Do you have any good wine?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Although the wine I brewed is edible, it's a pity that I didn't bring it with me."
"Oh——?" Taoist Zheng's eyes lit up like stars, and he hurriedly asked: "How does your wine taste?"
Li Muchan's heart was shaken, and he felt that his body was illuminated by the gaze, and he smiled and said: "Shang Ke, after drinking the wine I brewed, it is difficult to drink other wine...it is just like white water, without any taste!"
"Good! Good!" Taoist Zheng clapped his hands and exclaimed, hehehe: "No wonder I saw your little monk like you and thought I was in love with you, so I talked too much...it turns out we are really destined!"
"Taoist master, if you want to drink, you might as well come to my house." Li Muchan said.
"Okay, let's go to your house when Old Man Lu celebrates his birthday!" Taoist Zheng nodded hurriedly.
He chuckled and said: "Little monk, if the wine you make is really good, I will never treat you badly!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Taoist Master, it's just a little wine. I just want to thank the Taoist Master for the advice. I don't dare to covet anything else!"
Taoist Zheng stroked his beard and smiled: "I am not a shameless person!"
He stood up, burped, waved his hands and walked out: "That's it, let's go!"
In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the flower garden.
Coming and going in a flash, Li Muchan admired secretly, he was indeed a master.
The sun shines brightly on the small courtyard, making it bright and elegant.
Li Muchan was pacing in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes looking down at the ground, his eyes were misty and empty, as if he was thinking.
"Boom!" There was a knock on the door. Li Muchan stopped and said calmly: "Please come in."
Feng Shisheng opened the door, bent his head and said, "Master, the family's birthday banquet has begun. Please take a seat."
Li Muchan walked out directly and said, "Let's go."
He was wearing a monk's robe and wore a string of Buddhist beads on his left hand, which he flicked gently, but nothing else.
"Master, your sword...?" Feng Shisheng hesitated.
Li Muchan said: "On my birthday, how can I use my weapons rashly? Let's just leave them there."
"...Okay." Feng Shisheng hesitated and nodded.
In his heart, he disagreed. The knife is your best friend and your life. You must never leave it. Even if you take a shower or sleep, you must keep it within reach.
Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be plotted by others, and your life will be lost without a knife.
This is what Mr. Lu and his son have always taught. Feng Shisheng deeply believes that the knife is his life. Without the knife, he is like a tiger without teeth.
He led the way, heading west, and quickly turned to the hall. Before entering the hall, he could already hear the excitement and noise inside.
Feng Shisheng was in front, leading Li Muchan into the hall.
The hall was spacious, and there were ten tables set up at this time, but it didn't feel crowded. Most of the guests at the table were people with twinkling eyes and bulging temples.
Seeing Feng Shisheng, a closed disciple, coming, everyone turned their eyes and watched him lead Li Muchan to the top table, out of curiosity.
As Li Muchan sat down, more people looked over with more curiosity. They looked at each other and whispered, discussing who this monk was.
This table was occupied by distinguished guests, and there were seven people sitting there, all of whom were tycoons with high moral standards and profound martial arts skills.
Flying Monkey King Ji Cunzhi, Qitian Swordsman Liu Feixu, Tiannan Yijian Sunzi Chu, Jiangling Hero Gu Liangzhu, Tiannan Miracle Doctor Fu Qinglian, Juedao Sect Master Hua Shijun, Yuxian Sect Leader Lin Qiongying.
Among these characters, except for the Yuxian sect, which has always kept a low profile, and the genius doctor Fu Qinglian, who is not a martial artist, the other five would stomp their feet and the entire Tiannan martial arts world would tremble.
How virtuous and capable is this little monk, that he can sit with them?!
Everyone was whispering and asking about Li Muchan's origins, but no one knew.
Li Muchan stayed in the hospital for the past two days, thinking hard about the Ziyang Monument. No one saw him until he left the hospital.
"Zhanran? What a coincidence, sit here!" Lin Qiongying called out softly, beckoned hurriedly, pointed to the person next to her on the right, and smiled as brightly as a flower.
She was dressed in a green shirt, which could not hide her graceful figure, and her face was covered by a white gauze scarf. Her bright eyes were as bright as autumn water, and when she looked at them, they were gleaming with light, captivating the soul, and making people miss her.
"Master Lin, what a coincidence." Li Muchan was surprised, smiled and sat next to her.
When he sat down, he greeted everyone and joined him as a courtesy.
Lin Qiongying ignored everyone, pulled Li Muchan and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?"
Li Muchan smiled: "Mr. Lu is the grandfather of the third girl in our house. I am here to present you with a birthday gift."
I saw Lin Qiongying again. Although I was still wary of her, I felt friendly. There were strangers around, so when I met a familiar person at first sight, I naturally felt friendly.
Lin Qiongying pursed her lips and smiled: "I see... Mr. Lu is really a sharp eye!"
Logically speaking, Zhan Ran is a disciple of the Mei Mansion and can be regarded as a junior of Mr. Lu, so how can he sit here? Mr. Lu invited him to sit here, so he knew how extraordinary Zhan Ran was.
"Why don't you bring a sword?" Lin Qiongying asked again.
Li Muchan held up the Buddhist beads with his left hand and said with a faint smile: "It's my birthday banquet. It's such a happy day. How can I use a sword to see the blood? I just put it in the monastery."
"That's true." Lin Qiongying nodded and chuckled: "On this special day, who wouldn't dare to look for trouble?"
She looked at Zhanran, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Zhanran, your kung fu has improved greatly."
Li Muchan said: "Thank you for what you gave me, Master Lin."
Lin Qiongying was surprised: "Have you really mastered it?"
Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "I just scratched the surface and gained a lot."
Lin Qiongying was even more surprised. She looked at him and nodded: "I have been playing with it for more than ten years and have no clue at all, but you have mastered it all at once. It seems that this thing is destined for you!"
Although she lowered her voice when the two of them talked, the six people around her were all top experts with keen ears and eyes, and they picked up every word. They were very curious.
The head of the Jade Immortal Sect was covered with white gauze and was as cold as ice. No one paid attention to him. When they saw this young monk speaking so affectionately, they were very curious.