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After eavesdropping on Dong Zhikun and Zhang Ze's relationship, Zhao Ran calmed down a little. Dong Zhikun and Zhang Ze have not found any evidence that they are involved with the Hu family. This means that shopkeeper Jin has done quite well before.
It is secretive and difficult to be caught. However, this matter still cannot be taken lightly. The best way is to protect the Hu family from the beginning and prevent him from being accused of Buddhist elaboration.
The next night, while Zhao Ran was still thinking hard in his house, wondering how to protect the Hu family without letting him be framed for nothing or exposing his identity as the mastermind behind it, a young old man suddenly came to Wujiyuan.
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The little old man was less than five feet tall. His gray beard and eyebrows were tangled together, and they were all tied to his long gray hair. He tied his hair into a bun with a tattered three-inch wooden stick. His long hair reached his knees.
Even though I was still young, I couldn't tell whether I was sixty or eighty years old. I'm afraid no one would even doubt that I was over a hundred years old.
Holding a shiny wooden stick, he suddenly appeared at the foot of Wuji Mountain, and then climbed up step by step, panting and resting several times along the way, and finally climbed to the mountain gate.
He took off a huge gourd hanging from his waist and drank a big mouthful of rice wine. The color of the wine surged up, making his face rosy, and his skin became more crystal clear and translucent.
Sighing with satisfaction, the old man knocked on the door of Wujiyuan with a wooden stick.
In the dead of night, the knock on the door was particularly loud. Huo Ju, the handyman guarding the door, came out of the side door with an oil lamp. He looked at the old man for a moment by the light and asked, "Who is knocking on the door?"
The old man handed over a name card, and the Huoju took it and took a look at it, and immediately flew in to report. Before he could turn around, there was a mess of footsteps in the Wuji courtyard, and then the main door opened wide, and Song Supervisor and Sandu arrived at the same time.
The old man welcomed him in.
Not long after, more than ten tall candles were added to the Tianshi Hall, illuminating the hall brightly. The Song Supervisor and Sandu respectfully invited the old man to come in, and then sent a Huoju to run towards the dormitory with a full belly.
Suspicious Zhao Ran passed it on.
Zhao Ran kept wondering along the way. He asked the Huoju who sent the message, but he didn't find out what his name was. When he entered the Tianshi Palace, he saw the Song Supervisor accompanied by a little old man with a white beard and eyebrows that was mixed together and could not be distinguished.
, Luo Duguan, Yuan Duchu and Zhu Du were both sitting there, chatting casually.
Seeing Zhao Ran arrive, the Song Supervisory Academy called him close and said to the little old man: "This is Zhao Zhiran, the quiet master of my Wuji Academy Sutra Hall." He then smiled at Zhao Ran and said: "Junior Brother Zhao, come here to see Mr. Tong.
, Mr. Tong is a disciple of Master Chu from the Jade Emperor Pavilion..."
The little old man's head shook from side to side like a rattle: "I'm not a disciple, I'm a registered disciple. I'm not a member of your Taoist sect. I mustn't cause trouble."
Song Supervisor smiled, but before he could continue to introduce, the little old man said impatiently to Zhao Ran: "Are you Zhao Zhiran? The one my master brought to Wujiyuan? I have heard of you."
Zhao Ran was worried. The secret channel was broken, and the victim came to his door. He stepped forward and said, "I met Mr. Tong, and the path was Zhao Zhiran. Fortunately, he was saved by the great refiner that day." He didn't know this Chu.
What's the matter with the Great Refiner's registered disciple's sudden visit to Wujiyuan? But since he called me here, I just don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing - I'm afraid the possibility of a bad thing is higher, so I don't dare to say more for fear of saying anything.
If you say something wrong, you will be immediately exposed.
Tong Lao smiled and looked Zhao Ran up and down, then waved his hand to Song Supervisor and others: "You all should leave. It's so late at night. It's not good to sit here with the little old man, and this matter has nothing to do with you."
Wugan, let’s all go and have a rest, Zhao Xiaodao can stay here.”
Song Supervisor and others immediately stood up, said goodbye to the little old man respectfully, then looked at Zhao Ran with envy, and left one by one. Only Tong Lao and Zhao Ran were left in the Tianshi Hall.
Mr. Tong walked around Zhao Ran. Zhao Ran felt uncomfortable looking at him. Looking at this posture, he thought to himself that Chu Yangcheng had sent him here to investigate the crime. I might as well be a bachelor and just admit my mistake and pull him down. I will beat him or punish him.
Just let him go. Anyway, no one has a higher status, and he can't win in a fight. Even the reason is on his side. If he doesn't admit his cowardice, it is absolutely impossible to pass the test.
Just as he was about to admit his mistake, Mr. Tong sighed in admiration: "Not bad, not bad, I have some qualifications! No wonder he is so smart and knows how to borrow my master's name, and he is doing well. It has only been more than two years."
You have become the quiet master of the Sutra Hall, should I say that you are bold or arrogant, or that you are smart?"
What was supposed to come finally came. Zhao Ran bowed to Tong Laoshen, bent down and said: "I didn't mean to do this, but some things just can't be finished after they started, and they are getting more and more wrong... In short, everything is...
It's my fault, but according to Tong Lao's handling..." Just as he was speaking, he suddenly seemed to have some realization, and asked in disbelief: "Wait a minute, Tong Lao... what did you mean by 'qualifications' just now?
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Mr. Tong smiled and nodded: "Yes, you still have some qualifications. Maybe it was the reason why Master saved you and brought you into the Taoist sect that day?"
Whether he has the qualifications or not, Zhao Ran knows this best. Chu Yangcheng, Da Zhuo and Xiao Zhuo have all said before that he has no qualifications or foundation. Even if he can't trust Da Zhuo and Xiao Zhuo's judgment, can it be said that he has no qualifications?
Still can't trust Chu Yangcheng? But now this old man says that he has "some qualifications". What is going on?
The most reasonable explanation is that thin rope and the changes in the thin rope after I was promoted to the Lord of Jing a few days ago!
Zhao Ran still couldn't believe it, and asked in a trembling voice: "Tong Lao, do I really have the qualifications? Are my qualifications high? Can I practice Taoism?"
Tong Lao smiled and said: "Has no one told you? You do have some qualifications. You are shiny on the outside and your eyes are translucent, but the moisture is not enough, the luster is shallow, and the qualifications are not good."
Zhao Ran, who was "good" or not, didn't care at all. The key was to solve the problem of "yes" and "no". He hurriedly asked: "How do I know that I have qualifications? Well, or how do I feel about my qualifications?"
What can I do after I have the qualifications?" This was the first time he came across this question. He didn't know what the details were, so he didn't know how to ask.
But his urgency was obviously felt by Mr. Tong, so he taught: "Look around you, um, don't look around with your eyes..." Seeing Zhao Ran closing his eyes, he corrected him: "I don't want you to
Close your eyes, you don’t necessarily need to use your eyes to see things, but you are not yet at that level, so you still have to rely on your eyes, but you don’t see as you used to, but you use your eyes to feel... Use your eyes to guide your mind, use your eyes to guide your mind.
Look with the mind...The eyes are not eyes, the mind is the eye, the eyes are the window, the mind passes through the window..."
Zhao Ran closed his eyes, slurped Tong Lao's words carefully, then opened his eyes, tried his best to see with his mind, imagining that his heart was his eyes, his eyes were windows, and he looked through the windows to see the outside world...
Zhao Ran burst into tears instantly. He saw that in the empty space of the Tianshi Temple, there seemed to be wisps of smoke-like mist flowing in it. It was of various different colors, but it was not dazzling, but seemed to be warm and moist.
Although the fog is in front of you, it seems not to be in front of you. It is transparent and clear, and does not block your sight. It seems to be gone from the eyes, but it suddenly comes from nowhere...
Zhao Ran choked up and just wanted to cry, muttering: "I saw it, I saw it..."
Mr. Tong said in surprise: "Did you see it? It was much faster than I thought, and my qualifications are not that bad. Well, what you saw is 'Qi', and what Buddhism calls 'light' is actually the same, that's all..."
Well, just pretend you didn't hear what I said and don't talk nonsense. I won't admit it even if you say it..."
Zhao Ran stared at it for a long time, and then he came back to his senses. He knelt down in front of Mr. Tong sincerely and begged: "Please teach me, Mr. Tong!"
Tong Lao tilted his head and looked at Zhao Ran, and said with a smile: "Want to practice Taoism?"
Zhao Ran nodded respectfully: "Yes!"
"It's simple. I'll teach you a method..." Mr. Tong immediately explained a set of breathing and meditation methods, and said: "This method is the basic meditation method of Taoism. It is the simplest method. You can try it."
Zhao Ran felt that this method was too simple, just like the elementary qigong described in martial arts novels before time travel. It was nothing more than introducing qi into the body through breathing and leading it to the qi sea and dantian, so he followed it doubtlessly.
But after trying hard for a long time, until he felt almost going crazy, he still couldn't bring in a trace of the "qi" flowing in the open space that he just saw. The harder he tried, the farther away those "qi" were from him, and he was so anxious that he felt
I was sweating profusely and felt extremely depressed.
Before he could continue, he felt a slap from Tong Lao on his back. Zhao Ran was shocked and freed from the boredom, and his mind slowly returned to calm.
Just as he was about to ask what happened, he heard Mr. Tong chuckle: "Zhao Xiaodao, are you having trouble receiving Qi? That's right... Do you know why?"
Zhao Ran was full of expectations waiting for Mr. Tong to teach him and solve his doubts, but he saw Mr. Tong holding his belly and laughing loudly: "That's because you have no bones!"