In the early morning, it is the time for morning classes in the Taoist palace. Countless disciples face the rising sun in the east, sitting cross-legged, practicing Taoist secrets, drinking wind and dew, and strengthening their bodies.
The sound of reciting Taoist scriptures is ups and downs, loud and continuous.
Lin Ze, who has always been accustomed to getting up early, also "does as the Romans do in the country", holding a Taoist scripture, shaking his head, and reading casually.
As he read, Lin Ze's face gradually became dull, he was really bored.
Feeling extremely bored, Lin Ze closed the Taoist Scriptures and sensed the movement in the small courtyard next door. With a thought, he got up and ran to the door of the small courtyard next door. He knocked on the door and said loudly: "Second Senior Brother, is he there? Junior Brother, I have something to do."
I want to ask for advice."
Zhuang Zhou, who was closing his eyes to rest and comprehending Taoism in his sleep, suddenly woke up. When he heard this familiar voice, his face suddenly changed and he was full of helplessness.
Looking at the sky, he saw that at three o'clock in the morning, Duke Zhou's appointment could still be extended for a while. Zhuang Zhou then thought of rejecting it and said cautiously: "Senior brother will be busy at the moment. I will come back later..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Zhou saw a figure suddenly appearing in his field of vision and approaching quickly.
Lin Ze said cheerfully: "Junior brother saw that the door was not closed, so he opened it with a slight push. Since he didn't get a response from his brother for a long time, he thought something had happened, so he came in without permission. Wouldn't he be surprised?
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"Senior brother seems to have said something is wrong just now. I wonder if junior brother can be of any help?"
Zhuang Zhou looked straight at Lin Ze for a long time, then his mouth twitched and said, "It's okay. Junior brother came to see me, what's the matter?"
Lin Ze said with a smile on his face: "Junior brother I heard that my senior brother has a way of looking at Qi, which can detect illusions and see and measure the luck of others."
"Junior brother is not talented. He is about to enter a world of great struggle, fighting for luck for the Tao Palace. Please teach me the secret method."
"Okay," Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment, then agreed, with a malicious smile on his face, and pointed at Lin Ze's forehead.
When Lin Ze saw the finger pointing, his expression changed. He instinctively wanted to run Xiaoyaoyou and use the power of heaven and earth to avoid it, so as to avoid the dizzy end of being forcibly taught Taoism.
But who is Lin Ze facing? Zhuang Zhou, the founder of Xiaoyaoyou, is two levels higher than him. How can he let him evade easily?
No matter how Lin Ze moved around, he watched Zhuang Zhou's finger come closer to him and click on it.
Lin Ze subconsciously closed his eyes, preparing to endure the turmoil in his mind.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Zhou's fingers just brushed across Lin Ze's forehead and did not transmit any information to him.
After waiting for a while, Lin Ze, who had no movement in his mind, opened his eyes full of confusion, and saw Zhuang Zhou looking at him with a half-smile, and his face suddenly turned red.
Zhuang Zhou knew it and asked: "Junior brother, do you not like this direct method of preaching? Or do you not want Taoism?"
After being frightened by Zhuang Zhou once, Lin Ze suddenly became much more honest. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Thank you for your understanding, senior brother. I really don't like this way of preaching. Please try another way, senior brother."
Zhuang Zhou, who finally caught Lin Ze's weakness and suffered several losses, could not give up easily. He coughed lightly and said: "Preaching is not a problem. Senior brother, I have a few questions that I would like to ask my disciples."
Lin Ze patted his chest and said seriously: "Senior brother, feel free to ask."
"Will junior brother push in the door without permission in the future?"
"Junior brother, will you still stalk and nag me endlessly in the future?"
"Junior brother..."
After listening to two sentences, Lin Ze still couldn't understand what Zhuang Zhou wanted to express. He quickly interrupted and said with an awkward smile: "Senior brother, there is no need to say it. It was my junior brother's fault. I will not do it again in the future."
"Really?" Zhuang Zhou asked in disbelief.
"Junior brother, I swear to God."
Zhuang Zhou nodded: "That's about it."
After speaking, he quickly tapped Lin Ze on his forehead.
With a "boom", Lin Ze's mind was shaken, and thousands of words flashed through his mind.
Lin Ze's first reaction was, holy shit, you actually went back on your word?
After a while, Lin Ze came to his senses and found that there was no such feeling as if his mind was being exploded. There was only a piece of Taoism flowing repeatedly, and he couldn't help but look at Zhuang Zhou with inquiring eyes.
Just listen to Zhuang Zhou leisurely say: "Teacher preaches and always tries his best to teach you everything he knows. That's why the information is complicated and you feel dizzy."
"If we were just teaching a piece of Taoism, that kind of situation would not happen at all. My junior brother probably has a misunderstanding. Senior brother couldn't bear to keep my junior brother in the dark and stopped eating because he was choking, so he gave me a few pointers."
Lin Ze looked complicated, opened his mouth, and finally spit out four words: "Thank you, senior brother."
Zhuang Zhou smiled slightly and said: "No need to thank me, my junior brother has just learned Taoism. Shouldn't he practice some more?"
Lin Ze smiled awkwardly, knowing that Zhuang Zhou didn't like to be disturbed too much, so he bowed and saluted: "Junior brother, please leave."
After returning to the courtyard, Lin Ze devoted himself to practicing the newly acquired Taoism.
I don't know whether it was because of Zhuang Zhou's teaching or because Lin Ze was extremely talented. It only took him half an hour to initially master this Taoist method.
Well, looking at Qi is not so much a Taoist method as it is a magical power.
Lin Ze first closed his eyes and practiced Taoism. When he opened his eyes again, he felt that the world in front of him seemed to have changed.
In addition to normal things, there are all kinds of clouds and mist floating everywhere, white, green, yellow, red, and purple.
This is a world of anger.
Out of curiosity, Lin Ze turned his head and looked at the small courtyard next door, only to see purple steam, rich and shiny.
Lin Ze didn't find this scene strange at all. It would be scary if Zhuang Zhou, who was in the third realm of heaven, had luck other than purple.
Lin Ze recalled in his mind the explanation of luck taught to him by the Taoist Saint, and he rose into the air and reached the sky above the Taoist Palace.
Looking at the Qi Dao method, we can see that there is a large cloud of clouds with a radius of tens of miles accumulated in the sky above the Tao Palace, which is completely empty.
This cloud is not a single color, but has five colors: white, green, yellow, red, and purple, with ultraviolet white inside and green, yellow, and red in the middle.
Half of the clouds with a radius of dozens of miles were purple, and Lin Ze realized that this should be because Dao Sage and Zhuang Zhou were in charge of the Dao Palace.
As for the white clouds on the periphery, Lin Ze suddenly discovered that from time to time some of them would dissipate, while there would also be traces of white clouds pouring in from the periphery.
Where the blue and white clouds meet, there is often a phenomenon of white turning to green, and green turning to white.
Lin Ze then looked at the intersection of other different colors, and there was a similar phenomenon, except for purple, which only increased but not decreased.
Obviously, the fortune of the Taoist palace has been rising.
Lin Ze followed the source of the wisps of white clouds and saw a scene that made him enlightened.
Outside the Taoist Palace, on the snowy mountain road, a Taoist priest who came from all over the world to make a pilgrimage to the Taoist Palace was walking hard.
The clouds on the heads of these people were white, green, yellow, and red, but every time they bowed devoutly forward, a wisp of white air slowly rose into the sky and merged into the clouds on the top of the Taoist Palace.
Lin Ze finally understood what it meant to compete for luck and destiny.
No wonder Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism are so keen on recruiting disciples and developing followers.
No wonder there are hundreds of schools of thought, but only Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism have endured forever.
No wonder some people say that the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world.
It turns out this is such a routine!
Why do Buddhists and Confucians have to support secular dynasties?
This question that has been bothering Lin Ze has been answered today.
If fighting for luck was just that simple, Lin Ze suddenly had a little more confidence in the future.