Chapter 45: I am crazy because of Tao, so I am called Taoist!
On the bank of Yanming Lake, under the octagonal pavilion of Chen Mansion.
The free and cheerful voice, carried by the night wind from the inside out, fell on Ye Hongyu's ears.
Ye Hongyu held down the iron sword hanging on the side of Yangliu's thin waist, and his right hand fell on the hip with the sleeve.
With light steps, he crossed the almost non-existent threshold of Chen Mansion.
This majestic courtyard has almost no threshold, which is really puzzling.
Jiang Chun looked at Uncle Ye who was walking into the Chen Mansion, and followed him in.
In the dead of night, there was a man and a woman alone, all dressed in red, which really made him feel a little anxious.
When he reached the foot of the Octagonal Pavilion, Ye Hongyu stopped and sat down on the stone bench without noticing anything.
Ye Hongyu looked at Chen Xuan up and down, and sighed after a long time: "Daoyou Chen is indeed far better than that little fat guy in the first seven subjects of the academy admission examination."
"Although that little fat guy has reached the realm of knowing his fate, he is far inferior to me in terms of life and death fighting."
"Realm and fighting can never be generalized."
"You cannot cross the border to fight. It is indeed rare in the world, but it is not uncommon outside the world."
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Chen, in the past, had a drink with Master Yan Se and sat back to discuss the Tao. Today I took the liberty to come here specifically to discuss the Tao with Fellow Taoist Chen."
From the day she saw Chen Xuan's name in the Japanese scroll, she had already remembered it.
My surname is Chen Mingxuan, which is a name that is easily misunderstood in Guanzhong.
But it is a pity that that misunderstanding is just some speculation. Chen Xuan, a practitioner of Taiping Dao, came out of nowhere.
Chen Xuan took out the teacup from the porcelain plate and placed it in front of Ye Hongyu. After filling the teapot with tea, he said: "It is not difficult to kill someone across the border."
"The Taoist idiot just asked this question because he wanted to discuss the method of killing with me!"
"Being obsessed with the Tao is why it is called Tao-mad. Those who are obsessed with the Tao will definitely be attached to the Tao."
"However, those who are obsessed with the Tao will never get the true Tao. The Taoist girl is too obsessed with the Tao."
If you stick to the Tao, the Tao cannot be obtained. If you don’t stick to the Tao, ‘Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me.’
Discussing Tao is essentially discussing the tangible Tao of oneself, while seeking Tao is seeking the intangible Tao of oneself.
Only those who see the form and understand the non-action, and do not know the difference between existence and non-existence, can achieve the Tao.
Ye Hongyu took off the sword from the side of Yangliu's slim waist, threw it on the stone table with a clang, and coldly snorted: "Daoyou Chen is really a man of small words."
"The world has witnessed Chen Daoyou's debate about right and wrong in the academy, and Yu Liang, a teacher in the academy, claims to be inferior."
"How could I be so unwise as to argue with fellow Taoist Chen, so I argue with swords?"
The debate between right and wrong preached by the academy was spread to the world verbatim, and she had heard about it on the way here.
There is no right or wrong at all. Such remarks can be regarded as heart-wrenching remarks in this world.
A Taoist cultivator makes a small statement, but such a theory of right and wrong can also become the reason for others to kill.
Chen Xuan held the tea cup and after drinking half of the tea, he chuckled and shook his head and said: "Miss Taoist idiot, I don't know the way of the sword. For me, the sword can only be used for self-protection."
"Only Tao is the foundation. I don't understand the way of swordsmanship. How can I discuss Tao with a sword with a Taoist idiot?"
The Zi period is drawing to a close and the Chou period is approaching.
In the dead of night, when everyone should be sleeping peacefully, a Taoist idiot, the leader of the three idiots in the world, comes to visit and talks about Taoism with a sword.
Chen Xuan didn't want to discuss matters of emotion or reason with Ye Hongyu in the dead of night.
Jiang Chun, who was standing on the left side of Ye Hongyu, also breathed a sigh of relief. If a fight broke out in the dead of night, would it be okay?
Ye Hongyu picked up the tea cup, sipped the tea gently, and said: "Two quarters of an hour has passed, but I still can't see your level of cultivation."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, your name has appeared at the end of the second page of the Japanese scroll."
"But now it seems that Chen Daoyou's name on the Japanese scroll should have taken a few steps forward."
It is extremely difficult for practitioners to hide their own cultivation realm.
Ye Hongyu, an ordinary practitioner in the realm of knowing fate, can see through his realm at a glance, but from the time she sat down until now, she still hasn't been able to tell which level Chen Xuan's realm is.
When Chen Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "The sun, setting, sand, bright, sky, falling, opening, the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book can be called mysterious, but it is a pity that one volume of the Heavenly Book with clear characters is missing."
But Chen Xuan knew from the beginning to the end that the Mingzi Volume had always been pinned to the middle-aged scholar's waist, very casually.
In a sense, the Book of Heaven is actually Haotian's tangible rules and the underlying logic of Haotian's world.
If you collect seven dragon balls, you can summon a dragon, but if you collect all seven volumes of heavenly books, what can you do?
Ye Hongyu's eyes were full of regret, and she said: "In the past, the great priest of Guangming in the temple went to the wasteland with the scroll of the Book of Heaven to preach, but who would have thought that the great priest of Guangming rebelled and established the Demon Sect?
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"The Book of Heaven with clear characters has been lost in the wilderness, temples, and Taoist sects for thousands of years, but it is still missing. It is a pity!"
She was born in Zhi Shou Guan and was also a Taoist idiot. Reading the Heavenly Book was her own business, and she did not face the difficulties faced by those in the temple.
But she has never read the Book of Heaven, which is a great regret in her life!
Then Ye Hongyu stood up, bowed and said: "It's a pity that I can't read the Heavenly Book, and it's a pity that I can't discuss the Tao with a sword with Taoist Fellow Chen. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to be able to read Taoist Fellow Chen's sword to protect himself?"
There are many kinds of regrets. It will be a lifelong regret not to discuss them with friends who share the same path!
As a Taoist idiot, after she couldn't see through Chen Xuan's realm, her desire to draw the sword did not diminish, so her desire to observe the sword became stronger.
Jiang Chun's eyes were also shining, although his perception told him that the Taoist in front of him was just an ordinary person.
But how can ordinary people have a drink and talk with Uncle Yan Se, and how can ordinary people face Uncle Ye directly?
This person should be a real person, and the real person is not revealed to others. Although Chen Xuan is a short-term approach, he has not yet achieved enlightenment.
But he has practiced ten records, and now he realizes that the short way is far away!
Chen Xuan also stood up, walked slowly outside the Octagonal Pavilion, looked at the boundless starry sky, and said calmly: "Only by asking for magical powers can you cultivate magical powers."
"Although I am not proficient in the way of swordsmanship, I am close to the Tao in my magical power of protecting the body."
"It shouldn't be revealed like this, but the night is deep and the stars are colorless. Even if it is revealed, no one should be able to see it."
Ye Hongyu accompanied him and said: "There are many curfews in Chang'an City, and most of the people have gone to sleep, so they can't be seen."
Jiang Chun was still standing in the octagonal pavilion. He seemed to be unable to sense Chen Xuan's presence.
But where Chen Xuan was really staying, Jiang Chun was a little flustered because he didn't know.
After a long time, Jiang Chunping calmed down his inner panic and stared intently at the figures of Chen Xuan and Uncle Ye in the distance.