Taoist Ye Bai flew down the cliff in a vigorous manner, jumped over the forest sea and disappeared. After a while, he came carrying a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
The young man named Rong Shu was knocked on the head before he could see the situation clearly, "Why are you so rude, calling me senior?"
"I've met senior." Rong Shu saluted vaguely.
"His name is Rongshu. If your distinguished guests need anything, please feel free to ask him."
The low-level sound transmission was easily heard by the higher-level people. Zhan Changfeng looked at him, but his elder did not lie.
"Fellow Taoist, thank you for your trouble. I have a message for you. In the near future, talk less, do less, and go out less. This will keep you safe. Please lead the way." The latter sentence was addressed to Rong Shu.
"What does this mean?" Taoist Yebai watched them go away, his heart sinking slightly, could something bad happen?
Taoist Yebai asked the old man sweeping the floor, "Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"
"Let's just believe it a little bit." Old Man Zhang weighed the bottle containing the thousand-year spiritual liquid, "I am approaching old age, and an opportunity has come. Hey, I went to retreat, maybe I can use it to live for more than ten years. "
The old man in this chapter is higher than all of them. He is the Taishan Beidou of the small rope world. He has half-stepped into the realm of life and death, but he has lived too long, his life span is about to end, his energy is low, and his cultivation has slowly declined.
But his prestige is still there. Now that he has spoken, Taoist Yebai also said, "I may have to go into seclusion, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
The other six people nodded, "Let's go together. It's a beautiful thing to visit each other."
In a blink of an eye, the hall was empty, and you could hear a needle drop.
Rong Shu, who had already walked some distance, suddenly remembered something, lead the way, lead the way where?
"Seniors, can I take you around the mountain courtyard?"
"What are the characteristics of your mountain courtyard?" She just heard a name, Xu Sandao.
This person had also participated in the Cangmang Fighting. On the spiritual ship heading to the Zhengdao Society, she had chatted with him about customs from all walks of life.
Going down the stone steps, there are twists and turns, one step after another, and finally there is a pavilion with a wide view. At this time, there are no branches and leaves covering the trees, and you can overlook the vast forest sea. However, through the boundary of the forest sea, you can see the endless gray and white. land.
Looking again at the soil where the forest trees are rooted, it is a bit dark gray.
“Why are the soil colors different?”
"Senior, don't be ridiculous. We have always only had dark soil to grow things here. Gray and white soil can only be used to build houses, but the technology of soilless cultivation has matured." He racked his brains to recall the memories he occasionally made from He pretended to be confident about the news he had glimpsed in the official newspaper, but when he recalled his failure, he ended his sentence with a more confident smile.
Master said, you can't show your cowardice even if you are beaten to death. He, a monk, is so unpredictable and unique in his immortal style!
Zhan Changfeng didn't get to the bottom of it. She came here for the cave, but she only determined the approximate location from the map. With her cultivation suppressed, it would be a bit troublesome to find it.
"My friend, do you have a map?"
"Yes, I will go to the monastery to get it for you. I will be back soon! You guys wait for me in the pavilion!" Rong Shu heard the wind and rain and ran down the mountain in a hurry.
An hour later, they ran up panting. In the process, Zhan Changfeng and the others had already learned a lot about the mountain courtyard hidden in the forest.
There were some newly entrained children in the mountain courtyard, as well as more than a dozen gentlemen. As for why she used the uncertain word "more than a dozen", it was because she also saw some acquired monks and said they were disciples. They were still If you want to teach younger children to draw Qi, let’s call them teachers. They still have to listen to the innate monks’ sermons.
What's even weirder is that many guys who are obviously secular people are running around in Taoist robes. They don't look like disciples, and the handymen don't look like handymen.
"The mountain courtyard was just built, right? How many years has it been in operation?" Zhan Changfeng asked casually while looking at the map.
"It's been almost five years." Rong Shu puffed up his chest and said, "This is all the result of Uncle Xu."
As soon as Rong Shu opened his chat box, he started talking non-stop.
It turns out that Xu Sandao's cultivation has improved rapidly after he returned from Cangmang Fighting. He became an extraordinary monk at a young age. He spent three years integrating the Taoist sects in Xiaoshengjie and announced that he would recruit disciples for the public, regardless of age or origin. .
The monk who had disappeared for a long time returned to the sight of all living beings, causing an uproar. Some people questioned the authenticity, some were jealous and envious, and some were ready to make a move. The one-to-many teaching method was introduced into Shanyuan, and two courses were established: magic and martial arts.
But in fact, Zhan Changfeng only felt that he saw the martial arts gym that taught methods to strengthen the body and the scholars who were confined to memorizing dead books.
Everyone is restless and has countless distracting thoughts. The teacher who teaches the exercises is just acquired or innate. He finishes the lecture and leaves when the bell rings. None of the disciples caught up to ask.
Martial arts, its initial threshold is looser than that of Dharma. One's bones and one's temperament are the key points. However, most of them have abnormal bones or aging and decline, and they cannot go far in martial arts.
Leaving aside martial arts, what Dharma has always emphasized is "enlightenment". Many things can only be understood but not expressed in words, and the basis of "enlightenment" is meditation. If the mind is not calm, how can we think about it.
Regardless of martial arts or law, the selection of disciples must go through numerous assessments. Talent, state of mind, understanding, quality, and character are all indispensable. In the end, one person among a thousand people can be taken by the master to be carefully taught, and three or four people can be named and left alone. The rest is left to the outer gate to find out on your own.
How could it be like here, with young and old crowding into a room to listen to a gentleman reading scriptures, or making rough fists in the open space.
But Zhan Changfeng thought again, this is also a good thing. Among those many people, there are always people who have truly learned martial arts and cultivated the Dharma. When they grow up, they can inject fresh blood into the monastic world here.
Even if you can't get either, you can still refine your energy and spirit.
Of course, the premise is that Xu Sandao and the integrated Taoist sect can always maintain the character and bottom line of the monks, and do not become secular without incorporating the essence of the secular.
Zhan Changfeng read the map Rong Shu brought and found nothing except knowing his current location.
All three of his maps were regional maps, and he couldn't even find the approximate location. "Do you have a bigger map?"
"I don't have it here, I'll go to my uncles and ancestors to borrow it!"
"Wait a minute."
Rong Shu couldn't move his forward legs, so he innocently said, "Senior, what other instructions do you have?"
"We have something to do, so we need to take the first step." Zhan Changfeng put down a bottle of Peiyuan Pill, "This is to thank you. You can use it when you break through the day after tomorrow."
"Wait, senior!"
He looked at the four people who suddenly disappeared and felt that he seemed to have forgotten something... What happened, he forgot to tell them that the monks were being arrested outside!
Well...they look so awesome, they should be fine. Rong Shu stuffed the Peiyuan Pill into his pocket and went to sleep happily.
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