Chapter 37 The battle of words and golden elixir does not fall behind
Facing the scrutinizing eyes of Director Ning and the teasing and provocative look of Director Gu, Chen Mou felt very familiar with the interviews he had done back then. He was confident and said bluntly: "I am a talent!"
These four words are spoken with great force and confidence.
There is also a classic pretentious saying that he keeps in his heart and does not reveal it.
"Pfft", Gu Zong burst into laughter without the image of a golden elixir master.
Ning Weizhi did not smile, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. She was different from Senior Brother Gu who was more than two hundred years old in the world of Rangers. She was neither talkative nor surprising, and was frivolous.
"I have mastered the art of forging low-level magic weapons, and can use my energy to exert sword energy, in less than a year."
Chen Mou followed the established idea.
It’s not that his mother-in-law is selling melons and boasting, these two achievements are very outstanding among the casual cultivators in the market.
He secretly thought that he could easily pass the upcoming examination for the outer disciples of the five sects.
This is his selling point and highlight.
He can travel back and forth between two different worlds. This is his core secret, and he cannot tell anyone about it even to death.
With a look of contempt on his face, Gu Zong asked: "Do you know the refining and smelting techniques of magic weapon materials, the several ratios of magic weapon materials, and how to forge magic weapons with ordinary iron materials?" He started talking again.
With a touch of skin, he threw out a fluffy nonsense: "Have you established the foundation?"
Chen Mou was a little stunned by the blow, and he was so angry that he asked in reply: "Then have you established the foundation?"
He doesn't know anything about refining, smelting, or material proportions. He is the only one who has just come into contact with forging skills.
Besides, what’s so great about craftsmanship that has no technical difficulty?
This is a good question. Gu Zong drank the cold tea in one gulp and said boldly: "This is not nonsense. Of course I have established a foundation, and my junior sister has also established a foundation. Do you still want us to recommend you?"
Chen Mou heard that the two people across from him were both foundation-building monks. He picked up the pot and slowly poured seven percent of the tea into the empty tea cup in front of Gu Zong. He took the opportunity to collect his thoughts and calm down the ripples in his heart, and poured himself another cup.
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The business is probably losing money today. If he doesn't have another drink, he won't be able to sleep at night.
I complained in my heart, Taoist Master Ning, you are a dignified foundation-building monk, and you went to Lundao Hall to pretend to be a teaching mage, and gave lectures to young Qi refining practitioners. Isn’t this deceiving individual practitioners?
"Disrespect, disrespect!"
Chen Mou bowed his hands in respect and said: "Since you two are both masters of foundation building, you should see the potential in your body. As far as I am concerned, foundation building is only a matter of time. You can do it with a little effort, and I will
Join your sect as an outer disciple, and you will be rewarded in the future."
He has given up hope. The status of the two parties is too far apart.
Most of the people he came into contact with in Fangshi were veteran Qi-refining casual cultivators, and he heard too many bad words about the sect monks who were difficult to deal with. He originally thought that Dao Ning would be kind and modest, and would be able to explain things well, but when he met a cunning Taoist priest Gu, he was
He is unlucky.
Ning Weizhi suddenly interrupted and asked: "From last winter to now, how many times have you entered the state of 'Pure Realm' through cultivation, fellow Daoist Chen? If it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell me."
When Chen Mou was reminded, he almost slapped himself in the mouth, putting the cart before the horse.
The skills he showed off so much were almost worthless in the eyes of Taoist Master Gu, or he had seen too much and was indifferent. However, the doubts about the Taoist realm that he originally asked Taoist Ning for advice were like digging for gold in cow dung.
Something that a Taoist priest cares about.
"Three times, each time it helped me achieve a breakthrough."
Chen Mou told the truth and stopped exaggerating. He was very grateful to Taoist Ning for his advice.
Gu Zong finally understood why the little guy had an impenetrable aura that attracted him to stay for a long time.
There is an old saying in the world of cultivation, "Practice is easy but cultivation is difficult." This means that for people like them who have achieved success in practice, they have nothing to do with casual cultivators who have no food and clothing.
Looking Chen Mou up and down, Gu Zong praised: "Not bad, boy, no wonder you dare to say that you are a talent. How old are you this year?"
"Eight out of twenty."
"What scriptures have you read, and how many years have you been practicing Taoism?"
Gu Zong continued to ask. He heard that the other party had been practicing cultivation for less than four years. The scriptures he had read were miscellaneous and not systematic. Being able to cultivate a "pure state" was probably inseparable from the "Quiet Sutra" given by his junior sister. Just now, his junior sister
Having already heard from him, he turned to ask a huge question:
"Please use your shallow knowledge to tell us about your understanding of 'Tao', what is Tao, and where is Tao?"
This is also a question that many monks occasionally ask themselves.
Chen Mou sorted out the Taoist knowledge he had come into contact with in his previous life, and it seemed that a lot of it was fragmented.
His previous research direction was in archeology, but he can also say such popular sayings as "the Tao can be Tao but not the eternal Tao", which belongs to the category of antique cultural relics.
Using several Taoist scriptures he had come across in Fangshi to answer questions would definitely not satisfy Taoist Master Gu's appetite for intrigue.
He had just seen a little hope, which prompted him to come up with some novel arguments to make the other party recognize his talent.
When Ning Weizhi saw that the fake Taoist priest opposite was thinking seriously, she also became interested. She picked up the teapot, poured some tea for her senior brother and her tea cup, and poured the tea for the opposite person seven minutes full.
She is different from her senior brother. She has been stuck in the foundation-building consummation bottleneck for several years, but her senior brother is a much higher level than her.
The senior brother asked her to go out and kill thousand-year-old ghosts this time to give her an opportunity to earn merit. It was not her turn to come forward and fight, so she could just protect herself.
Chen Mou suddenly remembered a Taoist story he had read once, which he remembered deeply. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He cleared his mind, his eyes became misty and deep, and he said in a deep tone: "'Tao' is everywhere. It's so small that it can't be
Perception is so vast that it is boundless."
Gu Zong shook his head: "It's too general. Let's be specific."
Don't show off mysteries with him, he has eaten more salt than the little guy has walked.
Chen Mou said: "The way lies in the ants."
Gu Zong was stunned for a moment, he was really young, "Please continue!"
"In the barnyard grass."
"Oh, it's even more humble. It's kind of interesting."
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Gu Zong is different from the old cultivator who has been sitting on the mountain all year round. He spends most of his time wandering at the foot of the mountain. He is not a chivalrous person, but he often kicks away any rough patches on the road.
"In bricks and tiles, in feces and urine, in the smoke and smoke of the world.
"All things are not separated from the Tao. It is comprehensive, universal, and everything is the name of Tao. In terms of vastness, Tao is endless, and in terms of smallness, there is no omission. Therefore, everything has Tao. The vastness of Tao is all-encompassing.
, the Tao is so profound that it cannot be measured."
Chen Mou finished speaking in one breath, and it was almost enough. If he continues to take the exam, his lack of metaphysical ink will be exhausted.
Gu Zong and his junior sister looked at each other. This little guy really has something. Did he pick up a treasure when he went out?
In particular, the little guy said "there are fireworks in the world", which won his approval.
This is how he practices his way.
It is hard to imagine that a newborn calf who has been around the market for four years and has read some Taoist scriptures and miscellaneous books can have such novel and unique insights. The first sentence he thought was a joke, "I am a talent", really didn't say it.
Wrong.
It's just that the little guy is not humble at all, he is so crazy that he is shameless and boundless.
He appreciates it very much.
Gu Zong smiled and picked up the tea cup, and gave a toast to the young man opposite who looked calm but whose heart was pounding. Don't think that he couldn't hear it. He didn't mean to let the other person pass. He took advantage of the flaw and asked a question.
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"Since you know that the 'Tao' you seek is in ants, in barnyard grass, in bricks and tiles, in feces and urine... This is a bit indecent and disgusting, then why don't you continue your work in the market closest to these things?
Seeking the Tao? What are you doing by leaving the near and seeking the distant and joining my sect?"
Ning Weizhi had a smile on her lips and covered it with a tea cup.
Senior Brother Gu is notorious for being vicious and cunning in the world of cultivation, at least in Changzhou. He is not afraid of getting into trouble with a junior and damaging his reputation and reputation.
That's right, senior brother doesn't care about those things at all.
If fame could be exchanged for a jug of wine, Senior Brother Gu would have sold it for wine.
She was also a little curious. How would the bold young Taoist friend in front of her, who seemed to be unable to feel the invisible pressure of the realm, answer this strange question of attacking the other's shield with his spear?