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Chapter 39 Only the Ordinary Chen Fuan (Celebration 4/4)

There are weeping willows by the river, and the old Taoist is sitting under the tree, with the breeze blowing and his sleeves and robes flying, which makes him look like a fairy, free and easy.

It's a pity that the bruised and swollen face really ruined the artistic conception. No matter how good Fahai's state of mind was, he couldn't help but burst into laughter after staring for a long time.

Hearing Fa Hai's laughter, the old Taoist couldn't help but cast a resentful glance.

He made a water mirror with his hands to reflect his own face. Seeing that he used to look like a fairy but now he was as swollen as a pig's head, the resentment in the Taoist's eyes became a little darker.

Turning his head hurriedly, Fahai suppressed his laughter and apologized without sincerity.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't stop for a moment and I hit a little harder."

The old man pursed his lips and took a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

"You are a great monk in the period of crossing the calamity. Is it really interesting to play with the path like this?"

"Since Taoist Master knows that being played is uncomfortable, why do you do to others what you don't want others to do to you?"

He also found a place to sit down cross-legged. Fahai lay on his side and propped his head, and asked with a smile.

"I just wanted to teach him a lesson. Even if you don't take action today, I will find an opportunity to give him two copper coins."

The old Taoist argued unconvincedly, obviously feeling that the beating he received was in vain.

Fahai knew that the other party was not lying. After all, the old Taoist had never left the range of his spiritual sense from the beginning, and had always followed the countryman all the way to the riverside. Otherwise, he would not have followed the old Taoist so easily.

money bag.

"But if the poor monk doesn't show up here today, does Taoist Master think that countryman can pass your test?"

Fahai did not directly respond to Lao Dao's angry words, but continued to raise his own questions in a tempting manner.

It turned out that the money bag contained a total of three large coins, which was far more than the villagers could get from selling pears, and only five coins could be taken out at a time.

It goes around and over again, but the old Taoist wants to test whether the stingy and money-loving country people can restrain their greed in the face of money.

"If he can pass the test, Xiaodao will accept him as a disciple and grant him a fairy fate; if he cannot, then these three money rights will be regarded as compensation for my teasing him during the day. After all, Xiaodao will not harm him.

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As if he felt wronged, the Taoist's voice could not help but rise slightly.

"You seem to think you are justified?"

Fahai sneered again and shook his head disdainfully.

"What's wrong with me?!"

Feeling that his beliefs were being questioned, this time the Taoist was stubborn and no longer pretended to be a petty person to please Fa Hai, but sat upright and glared at him.

"Let me ask you, have you ever thought about how the countryman will behave in the future if he accepts these three pieces of money from you today? Will he feel that he has gained more money because of his greed, and then becomes greedy?

His heart is unstoppable. If things go on like this, are you helping him or harming him?"

Fa Hai's voice was still the same as before, but it seemed to hit the old Taoist's heart with questions one after another.

"Then... that's because of his nature, what does it have to do with me?"

Although the old Taoist was vaguely aware of his mistake, his pride could not allow him to bow his head and admit his mistake to a young monk who was younger than him.

"How can one know whether people's hearts are inherently good or evil? But I know that I cannot easily test other people's nature because of this. You must know that the human heart has always been the least able to withstand temptation."

Seeing that the old Taoist was still stubborn, Fahai felt a little unmotivated.

"Let me ask you one last question. Since you think the country people are greedy because of their lack of character, what do you think about yourself?"

"Although my cultivation of the Taoism is not deep, I still have a firm Taoist heart. How can a little wealth cover my inner vision."

As if grasping the last life-saving straw, the old Taoist affirmed quickly, with a little pleading in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

"Then if one day a miraculous elixir appears in front of you that can elevate you to a golden elixir, will you be moved?"

"If that elixir is in the hands of a severely injured monk, and that monk happens to fall into your hands, what choice will you make if you know that many people are searching for the whereabouts of this elixir?

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These questions had the faintly shocking effect of a Buddhist lion's roar. The old Taoist wanted to say that he could handle them calmly, but when the words came to his lips, he could not say them out.

"You think you are a superior immortal master, but how are you different from those ordinary people who are floating in the sea of ​​desire? It's just that the things you desire are different!"

After a while, I saw that the old Taoist's face became increasingly gloomy, and his Taoist heart showed some signs of instability.

"That Taoist, please wake up quickly!"

With a loud shout, Fa Hai burst out like spring thunder from his tongue, suddenly waking up the old Taoist from his confusion.

But no matter what, it is difficult to conceal the sense of decline in him.

"I know I'm wrong. It's ridiculous that I have been cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality all my life, but when it comes to the end, I don't even understand my own heart. I'm so stupid, so stupid! Haha! Haha!!"

The old Taoist suddenly burst out laughing. He was just smiling, but he was crying and sobbing.

"The world of mortals refines the mind. If you always put yourself in a superior position, what can you see clearly?"

Fa Hai sighed softly, as if he was giving guidance to the other party, and also seemed to be introspecting and admonishing himself.

"I hope the little elder will teach me! I hope the little elder will teach me!"

The old Taoist's skinny body crouched tightly on the ground, and his screams were like a cuckoo weeping blood, which was extremely sad.

Fa Hai turned sideways to avoid the Taoist's bow, and Fahai lifted him up with his empty hands.

"You don't need to ask me, and I can't teach you, but I can show you a clear path."

"What way?"

The old Taoist stared at Fa Hai, for fear of missing even half a sentence.

"Seal your own cultivation and perform one hundred and eight good deeds in this mortal world as a mortal. Then you will be able to understand your intentions."

Fahai simply stated his solution.

"This...I hope the little elder can seal this magic power for me. I will not be able to unblock it until I complete a hundred and eight good deeds."

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and begged cruelly.

But he was afraid that he would regret it again, so he simply cut off all hope.

"From today onwards, there is no Taoist Mingxu in this world, only the ordinary man Chen Fuan."

"Great kindness."

Fa Hai recited a Dharma chant in a low voice, and then without any hesitation, he slapped his palm on Chen Fu'an's Dantian Qi sea. Golden light flowed, sealing off the magic power as solid as a rock.



Thanks to book friend 20190524152909797 for the 100 starting coin reward.

A group of friends reminded me that the pirated version of Du Niang seems to be criticizing me for respecting Buddha and suppressing Taoism... Ahem, this sentence seems to have a lot of flaws.

I would like to state here that what I want to talk about in this book is human nature. There is no absolute definition of good or bad, nor does it have any intention of criticizing Taoism and Buddhism.

In Buddhism, there are moral monks, but there are also those who hide evil and evil; in Taoism, there are people who are pure and inactive, and there are also cunning and cunning people. I have always believed that it is not a doctrine that is bad, but some people in it.

The old Taoist priest among the pear farmers is not a pure bad guy, at best he is a somewhat pedantic and stubborn old man, nothing more.

In short, just look down and it’s over~ [Funny.jpg]


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