"Zhenren Mu is fair, strict and meticulous, and his disciples all love and respect him." The young monk who was pulled by Ye Zhizhi for questioning said to her, "Everyone is very sad when something happens to Zhenren Mu this time."
Sad?
Ye Zhizhi was noncommittal after hearing this. She didn't see any sadness in the group of disciples in the branch hall, nor did they see any remembrance of Master Mu Yun. They all acted like fine people, as if the death of Master Jindan was nothing. No matter what, there was no sign of sadness in the entire branch hall.
"I see. I already have a general understanding of Zhenren Mu's affairs. I wonder what you think of Zhang Yan's nephew?" Ye Zhizhi changed the topic and asked again.
Hearing Zhang Yan's name, the expression on the disciple's face suddenly became tense. He looked at Ye Zhizhi and asked tentatively: "Why did you suddenly ask Senior Brother Zhang, does he have any problems?"
"Why do you think so?" Ye Zhizhi looked at him in surprise, "Zhang Yan's nephew was loyal to his duties and worked hard without complaint. After the death of Master Mu Yun, he managed the branch of Tianwen Sect in an orderly manner. He told me the truth. I plan to return to the sect this time to report his achievements to the leader and reward him."
Hearing this, the disciple immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on his face, "Senior Brother Zhang is indeed a good person. He is very kind and treats us very well."
"Oh?" Ye Zhizhi immediately became interested and asked with interest: "What's his trick?"
The disciple's face showed that subtle suspicion and vigilance again, "Master, why are you asking these questions?"
"I won't hide this from you, but please remember not to tell anyone. This is still a secret." Ye Zhizhi said with a serious face, "Master Mu Yun has died now and is in the branch of Tianwen Sect in Qin'an City. Now that there is a shortage of a steward, I thought that instead of sending a real Jin Dan who doesn’t understand the affairs of Qin’an City, it would be better to directly select someone from the branch to take over as steward. I think Zhang Yan is good and I intend to recommend him.”
After hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on the disciple's face. This expression was as if he saw pie falling from the sky. Is there such a good thing?
He immediately changed his previous prevarication and said enthusiastically to Ye Zhizhi: "Senior Brother Zhang is loyal and values friendship. He treats us very well and never treats us badly. We are also willing to do things for him and listen to him. He has a brain. He is flexible and very capable. Everyone in the branch hall originally had a hard time, relying on the few quotas issued by the sect every day. Life is very tight, and many brothers and sisters can no longer stay."
"But since Senior Brother Zhang came, everyone's life has become better, and they are more energetic in their work. Real person, it's not me. People like us guarding such a branch, we are afraid that we will never have the chance to return to the sect in this life. . Why are you guarding the branch hall now, but for a stable life?" The disciple sighed and said what he said was true.
Hearing this, Han Jingzhu, who was beside Ye Zhizhi, raised her eyes and glanced at him in surprise. The expression on her face was confused and incomprehensible, as if she didn't understand why he was so pursuing.
This was the first time he heard someone say such simple and ordinary words. Han Jingzhu, who was born in a family of cultivators and had top-notch qualifications and talents, could not understand it.
He didn't understand that that was right. How could the people at the top of the pyramid understand these ordinary disciples at the bottom? Their qualifications were average, and the highest they could achieve in their lifetime might be foundation building. Most of them had no names in their lives. At the end of their life span, the body dies and the Tao disappears. For them, ascending to immortality is too illusory, and the pursuit of the great road is even more ridiculous. What they want is a life of prosperity and ease.
Ye Zhizhi was very sympathetic to this, so she smiled at the young branch disciple in front of her, "A very good ideal."
"It seems that Zhang Yan is indeed a good person. I will put your words into my reference." She said.
When the young branch disciple heard this, a happy smile appeared on his face, "If Senior Brother Zhang can become the steward of the branch, everyone will be very happy."
Wait until Ye Zhizhi and Han Jingzhu leave.
Han Jingzhu finally couldn't bear it any longer and couldn't help but ask: "Why would he say that? Shouldn't a monk pursue the path of ascending to immortality as his lifelong wish?"
After hearing this, Ye Zhizhi sighed, "Junior Brother Han, what you said is like telling the poor people who are about to starve to death why they should not eat minced meat. Look at the disciples in this branch. Most of them have only a limited level of cultivation in this life. Now that Qi refining is over, how can we talk about the Great Way, how can we talk about ascending to immortality?"
She looked at Han Jingzhu, who looked stunned and incomprehensible in front of her, and said it differently: "It is a good thing for the incompetent people not to ask for things beyond their abilities. People tend to be happy because of what they want. There are too many, and the ability is not enough to support him to obtain them, and he feels painful.”
Hearing this, Han Jingzhu was stunned.
He stood there for a long time without regaining consciousness.
Ye Zhizhi didn't bother him and went straight back. There were some things that he needed to figure out on his own.
It is normal for a proud person who was born at the top of the pyramid to be unable to empathize and understand the little people at the bottom. If Ye Zhizhi was just a little princess in the demon realm, she might be like Han Jingzhu, but she is not. The life of an ordinary person in her previous life made her understand The pursuits and thoughts of ordinary people.
Therefore, she could also understand what the young branch disciple was hiding.
The more he spoke, the more he exposed.
*******
The moon and stars are sparse, late at night.
Ye Zhizhi, who was meditating in the house, suddenly heard a knock on the door. She got up and went out to open the door, and saw Han Jingzhu standing outside the door with a hesitant look on his face.
Ye Zhizhi raised her eyebrows when she saw him, "Junior Brother Han, what's wrong with you in the middle of the night?"
A flash of hesitation flashed across Han Jingzhu's face, and then he said, "Can I go in?"
Ye Zhizhi looked at the thoughtful look on his face and nodded, "Come in."
Han Jingzhu followed her into the house.
After entering, Han Jingzhu sat at the table. Ye Zhizhi poured him a cup of tea, placed it in front of him, and then said, "You can speak now."
Han Jingzhu's hand unconsciously clenched the tea cup, and then said: "You said that incompetent people want things beyond their ability, which is not a good thing. It means that people without ability should not pursue the road to immortality and become immortals. ?"
After speaking, he raised his head and stared at Ye Zhizhi in front of him.
Waiting for her answer.
"Correction, I didn't say that." Ye Zhizhi looked at him and said in a serious tone, "When people pursue something beyond their ability, they will feel pain. The more they cannot get it, the more painful they will be, and the more they will realize their own incompetence. , unable to do anything to change all this, so I suffered and suffered."
Seeing Han Jingzhu's dimming expression in front of him, Ye Zhizhi continued to say the next sentence, "But this kind of pain and torture will turn into new power, prompting humans to bravely climb heights."
"What matters is not whether it is possible, feasible, appropriate, or qualified, but what you think in your heart. You should ask it."
Han Jingzhu's heart trembled when he heard this. He raised his head and looked at Ye Zhizhi in front of him, his eyes trembled, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he said nothing.
He just said, "...I understand, thank you."
After saying that, he stood up, turned around and left.
This time Changye Zhizhi is confused. What do you understand?
Were we discussing some philosophical issue just now?
