As soon as he returned to the room, Zhao Ran immediately pulled down the door curtain and moved the wooden stool to block the door. He sat beside the bed, took off the belt that held his trousers, picked up the needle and thread, and took out the thin rope.
Since sucking his own blood, this thin cord has demonstrated magical abilities, giving Zhao Ran good eyesight and excellent hearing, from which Zhao Ran has benefited deeply. But since then, this thin cord has
It seemed that it had lost its efficacy and had no "activity" at all. No matter how Zhao Ran tried, it was all useless. After that, Zhao Ran gradually forgot about it.
Unexpectedly, the thin rope, which had not seen any movement for several months, suddenly came to life today. When Zhao Ran and Zhu Meng were arguing just now, it was shaking faintly in his belt, as if trying to break free.
When I took it out and took a look, I saw that the thin rope had indeed changed, and it had regained its crystal clarity when it was sucking blood. At the same time, the entire rope body was trembling.
Zhao Ran thought to himself, could this thing be hungry and want to drink some blood? Although this thought was horrifying, but thinking about the benefits, he still rolled up his sleeves and slowly pointed the string at his arm.
Suck it, honey, and see what other abilities you can bring to me...
Zhao Ran poked the string on his arm, but there was no response from the string. He waited for a moment, and when he saw that the string was not sucking blood, he simply found a knife, cut his finger, and stretched the head of the string to the wound, but it still didn't work.
The thin rope just kept vibrating and did not absorb Zhao Ran's blood.
After pondering for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He had no choice but to put the string on the bed and lie next to him, looking at the trembling string and thinking hard.
After observing for a moment, Zhao Ran suddenly felt something. He glanced at the head of the bed from the corner of his eye. It seemed that the "Commandments and Rules" were moving on the bedside cloth and pillow?
He hurriedly rushed over and picked up the book. The book "The Rules and Regulations" itself was not strange at all. The problem was the volume of punishments he had received under the "The Rules and Regulations".
Trembling!
Zhao Ran was heartbroken and bravely unfolded the ultimatum. As soon as he opened the ultimatum, he saw a ray of light rising from it, and flew towards the thin rope with a "whoosh", and instantly got into it and disappeared. The thin rope was gone.
After absorbing this light, it no longer trembled endlessly. The crystal-clear cable body gradually dimmed and returned to its former appearance.
Looking at Zhao Ran again, he had fallen on the bed and fell asleep.
At the same time, above the Heavenly Court, Haotian's Golden Palace, Miluo Heavenly Palace, and the Jade Emperor's heart moved, he counted carefully, then twirled his beard and smiled.
Zhao Ran slept until midnight of the next day. When he woke up, he felt that his whole body was covered in sweat, and it was sticky and sticky on his skin, which was very uncomfortable. He carried a bucket of water and took a cold winter bath. Carefully
After wiping it clean, a bucket of clean water will turn it into mud.
Before traveling through time, Zhao Ran had read a lot of fairy tales about cultivation, and this scene was very familiar... He couldn't help but be overjoyed, secretly thinking that he had eliminated the filth from his body and could practice Taoism from now on, right?
He bounced on the spot a few times, but did not feel any "lightness" in his body. He waved to the string in the air: "Hurry up like a law, baby - come!" There was no movement in the string...
After a while, Zhao Ran was disappointed and began to feel bored, so he sewed the string into his belt again.
At this time, his stomach growled, making him feel hungry. After calculating the time, there was still more than an hour before breakfast, so he had to endure it for the time being.
According to the rules of Wujiyuan, after waking up every morning, the chanting Taoist boys need to go to the sutra hall to do morning lessons at all times. When Zhao Ran saw that it was almost time, he picked up the "Precepts and Standards" from the bedside and rushed to class.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the curtain on the opposite side was lifted, and Zhu Meng stepped out with a book in his arms, his face bleary-eyed and yawning constantly.
"Good morning, junior brothers!" Zhao Ran greeted with a smile.
Pushing open the door of the hall, a stream of cool air rushed towards him. Zhao Ran took a deep breath, while Zhu Meng next to him couldn't help sneezing.
At this time, winter was about to rise, and the sky was white and misty. The snow on the eaves, on the courtyard walls, and on the treetops was pure white with golden red. Zhao Ran looked out and felt that this small courtyard and this mountain forest were...
The world seemed to have been washed by water, and it was indescribably clear. In this clarity, there seemed to be some kind of rhythm among all things, indicating something to him. The chanting Taoist boys in other rooms in the courtyard also
Coming out of the house, some were in a hurry, and some were waving to him. But these scenes were like frozen pictures, flowing slowly before his eyes, and every moment was so clear, so clear that they could be seen down to the last detail.
Zhao Ran stood at the door of the hall, staring blankly at everything in front of him for a long, long time before he finally came to his senses. When he looked again, the world had returned to its original appearance, no different from before.
When we arrived at the sutra hall, the futon in the hall was almost full of people. Zhao Ran's futon was easy to find. It was in the last row, next to the threshold, and next to Zhu Meng.
Then three or four Taoist boys came in one after another and filled the futons in the hall. Zhao Ran counted exactly twenty-three.
I just heard the sound of the three-way drum in the hall, and a middle-aged Taoist priest came out from behind. It was Liu Jingzhu who helped Zhao Ran clear the road to Jiang Gaogong. The Jingtang is the most important room among the eight deacons' rooms in the Taoist temple, and it is also the birthplace of serious Taoist priests.
, the deacon of the Sutra Hall of Wuji Yuan is Jiang Gaogong, and there are three stewards under him: Sutra Master, Jing Master and Hua Master, who are among the "Five Masters and Eighteen Heads".
In the sutra hall, the Sutra Master is responsible for explaining and teaching the precepts and rituals. The Jing Master instructs the Taoist boys on the "little words and great meanings" left by the gods and gods. The Hua Master mainly targets pilgrims and lay people, answering their questions about the Tao Sutra and giving them guidance.
Practice at home.
Comparatively speaking, Huazhu is the fattest, but in the Taoist Academy, he is excluded from the promotion system. In other words, this is a comforting job - your future may not be good, but you can
Go get some money as compensation.
The difference between Sutra Master and Jing Master is that there is no distinction between them. Whoever has senior qualifications or prestige will be the successor of Gao Gong in the future.
The morning class is very simple, just recite the "Precepts and Regulations", and keep reciting and reciting and reciting... until you feel like vomiting, and then you can go to have breakfast. After vomiting and vomiting, you will gradually get used to it, and then
He knew how to recite it. So Liu Jingzhu didn't say much, and sat directly on the futon where Wen Shizhen was confessing. He knocked on the wooden drum next to him to signal everyone to start reciting, and he closed his eyes and listened.
As for whether Liu Jingzhu was really listening or sleeping, Zhao Ran couldn't tell for a while.
There was a chorus of chanting, and all the Taoist boys began to recite the precepts. Zhao Ran opened the "Precepts and Standards" and read the preface first. The preface said that the Taoist precepts are divided into three levels, namely the primary precepts, the intermediate precepts and the heavenly precepts.
The Great Precepts. This "Precepts and Codes" mainly focuses on the Chuzhen Precepts, which are studied by most Taoist priests in the Taoist sect and serve as the norms for their behavior.
The Taoist precepts came from the mouth of Taiqing Daode Tianzun and were passed down to Qianji. The old gentleman said: "I watched it from thousands of millions of miles away. All the men and women offered wine to the old gentleman for his honor, were greedy for money and lust, and were good at sex for their own use. What's more, they were similar to each other.
Right and wrong. Everyone says that my heart is righteous, but that is not true. It is beneficial to support, and I want others to serve me. I hate my colleagues, I am jealous of talents, and I am arrogant and arrogant. I forbid people to come and follow me. My way is the most righteous, but that is not true.
, None of them are worthy of you." What the old man means is that you men and women, each and every one of you, are doing your own thing for your own benefit, and you all say that you are doing the right way. In fact, the real right way is with me, so you guys should step aside.
Zhao Ran glanced at it and continued to read the main text. It started with the old man's words again, "Although a person has a lifespan of ten thousand years, if he does not abide by the precepts, he is no different from an old tree and a decayed stone?" Well, Zhao Ran has the soul of a time traveler, right?
This preface and the opening sentence are very doubtful. He feels that whether it is really said by the old man has yet to be confirmed.
At this time, all the Taoist boys had already read to the end. Zhao Ran quickly browsed down and caught up with the eighth commandment: "You are not allowed to keep pigs and sheep..." You are not allowed to keep pigs and sheep? What does this mean? Look carefully.
I thought, there are really no pigs raised in the courtyard, but there are quite a few cows, horses, and donkeys. But...is there any difference?
"Do not seek evil from all people..." This is more or less the same, but what does "do not eat garlic and five pungents" mean? Zhao Ran comes from a restaurant, and he knows the operation of the kitchen best. If he really follows this rule, then what will happen to him?
Stop cooking in the kitchen, because no one will eat it.
It seems that Taoist temples are still selective in observing the "Precepts and Codes", which is better. No matter where they are, humanism is always the most tender.
Thanks to yangzhigang\wenwangwen\tinghai's song and other brothers for the reward.