From the stone platform in front of the Taihe Hall to the dozens of steps on the three floors, all the Taoist priests remained silent.
It seemed that he just remembered that this family, or that the young Miao Taoist who had just been surrounded by his group and was speechless, had another identity that he couldn't hide from.
Ye Xiayou asked the sister next to him, "Can you tell which Taoist priests were talking about your family just now... ah no, about my brother?"
The night sleeper who showed off her face very much in front of the second sister looked very much like the white-clothed female crown beside her, "Taoist Priest Qingyun of Zhongnan Mountain."
Naturally, this woman who can wear a golden robe at such a young age has achieved such a prominent status just because she was born with a purple and golden lotus as a pair with her brother. Her ability to have a photographic memory is also rare. Following the old Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain who had been dead for more than thirty years, he traveled all over the world, and his ability to recognize people was not a problem.
"Taoist Master Liu Fulu of Qingyuan Mountain."
"Five Dou Rice Wei Xianzhenren."
"Master Li Yilu of Wangwushan."
"Taoist Aunt Hu Feizhen was dispatched from Liaodong."
Ye Xiayou nodded one by one, "You can do whatever you want. You all know the purpose of coming here and it's not convenient for you to open up. I'll just watch the fun. It's your own business how you make troubles. Even if it turns the world upside down, it won't be the same. I have nothing to do with it, but Ye Sifu is my younger brother Ye Xiayou, and I would like to ask all Taoist priests to please leave your kindness. I am in the living room of the back hall. Although I am not as sophisticated as you in Taoism, I have also read some Taoist classics. What's there? If you are not convinced, just come."
"I don't believe you, this little girl can't stand up to you idiots."
This kind of aura really made all the surrounding Taoist priests and Taoist champion Nuonuo remain silent. However, such a brazen name made this group of Taoist priests who were used to being above the one-third of an acre of land very angry. You... Yan Wo started to point the finger at this woman who had been aggressive since she appeared, making them extremely unhappy.
Ye Xiayou didn't want to pay attention to this group of so-called well-known and decent people who had their calculations ringing in their minds. He said "come here" and naturally scolded Ye Si to convince him.
After all, it was the fear that had been in his bones since he was a child. Ye Sifu completely lost the calmness that he had just before. He walked up to his sister obediently, and then his second sister suffered a blow that was neither serious nor serious.
"Have you been fed to the dog since you were in elementary school?" Although it was a scolding, it fell in the ears of others as a harmless joke. If you don't talk about it, what does Mr. Li mean by the way of heaven?"
"Be good at winning without fighting, be good at responding without saying anything, come on your own without being called, be calm but be good at planning."
"The way of the saint?"
"Do not fight for anything."
The two siblings asked and answered questions in front of the Taihe Hall without any hesitation. What they were talking about was the "Tao Te Ching" which is regarded as a treasure book by both Taoists and Taoists.
"So?" Ye Xiayou asked again.
But before waiting for his younger brother, who had read all the Taoist classics at such a young age, to speak, Ye Haoyue continued: "The Tianshi Mansion can be traced back to the beginning of the establishment of the religion. The Tianshi Zhang who is said to be closely related to the founder of Wudang named Zhang once said, The saint does not fight with the common people. If there is a fight, he will avoid it and die. How can the common people fight with them? What is the truth?"
There was no need for Ye Sifu to answer at all. Ye Xiayou paused and said with a smile: "What status do they have that makes them worthy of you discussing the law with them?"
Everyone was in an uproar.
In a roundabout way, this is belittling the Taoist priests in the field.
Ye Xiayou turned his back, protected his younger brother behind him, and said: "Sit yourself right, your purple lotus phase is called the purple lotus phase. You have been hanging out with those small fish and shrimps all day long. Sooner or later, you will be a mud?" An eminent monk from the previous dynasty once said, "Look at shit and act like shit, Buddha looks at Buddha and becomes a Buddha. The sky at the bottom of a well is as big as a toad bowl. Why are you arguing with him?"
Ye Xiayou raised his feet and stepped forward, "Go back."
The last sound was obviously a command, and Ye Sifu followed it honestly.
The third night of the night is unavoidable, and my sister's protective temperament really makes people feel dizzy.
"Why are you swearing?" A young Taoist priest naturally heard the sarcasm in these words and couldn't help asking for an explanation.
The elderly Taoist priest next to him, who was obviously from the same sect, was too late to stop him. This was not to say that he was afraid of the other party, but that the pitfalls in this woman's words really caught people off guard. If you care about the few vulgar words in this woman's mouth, it indirectly shows that you are unbearable. After all, you see shit as shit. Isn't it a disguised admission that you put your seat in the right place and say that you are a toad sitting in a well watching the sky.
It is indeed difficult for these young Taoist priests with only a few years of practice and little experience to understand the twists and turns.
Sure enough, Ye Xiayou just pursed his lips and smiled towards the direction of the sound, which was profound and had many meanings.
Another Taoist priest said, "The almsgiver will stay at night."
From the sound of the voice, one could tell that it was the old Taoist priest who had been thinking about it all night long. He was wearing an earthy yellow robe, which symbolized that he was the master of a certain Fu Lu sect.
Ye Xia asked with a smile: "Why, do you think I'm scolding you?"
The veteran Taoist Nianxu, who also had a transcendent status, laughed and said: "The female donor's words are a bit off-putting. I think she only briefly read through our Taoist classics and never understood the essence of it."
Just by tilting his head towards the direction of the sound, Ye Huanmei would introduce it to his sister: "Five Dou Rice Cult Master Wei Xian."
Ye Xia said: "Ask Master Wei."
Gently pushing aside the few people in front of him, the old Taoist priest Wu Dou Mi, whose population has gradually declined in recent centuries and has become so thin, stepped forward and said: "What the female donor said is not to argue, it is the true intention of my Taoist master who has realized his life of inaction. The so-called non-dispute is in accordance with the principles of heaven, which means non-disputation. How can we sit down and discuss the Tao? When discussing the Tao, there is a principle of speaking and listening. In this way, there is a principle of listening to the teaching but not listening. Therefore, that is How can you call being competitive and non-competitive?"
Ye Xie nodded. The old man could hear the subtle language errors in what she just said. It was obvious that she was not just deliberately trying to flatter her younger brother. But thinking about what he said to Ye Sifu when he first came here, Ye Xiayou really didn't want to be on good terms with him.
Ye Xiayou said: "It's natural to fight or not to fight. Let nature take its course. It's the way when you arrive, and it's the way when you don't arrive. In this way, Master Wei and I discuss the way, whether to fight or not to fight, what we follow is the way between heaven and earth. . I say I won’t argue, but I don’t argue with the common people. How can you be considered superior to the common people when you practice the supreme mental method of Taoism? Master Wei is like this, and it is inevitable to be confused."
This time, before the old Taoist Five Pecks of Rice could speak, another middle-aged Taoist priest spoke with a strong local accent: "For the past few days, this fellow Taoist from Longhu Mountain has been sitting with me to discuss Taoism. Should we argue or not?"
As Ye Huanmei softly introduced the speaker as Taoist Priest Liu Fulu from Qingyuan Mountain, Ye Xiayou understood the extreme remarks of this outsider who was far away from the Central Plains and hidden in the mountains of Lingnan. She smiled and said: "My brother is here." After discussing Taoism for several days, the so-called contention and non-contention are indistinguishable from the so-called contention and non-contention. Just as he just said, the Taoism in the world is one family, there is no distinction between inside and outside, and there is no difference between high and low. Nowadays, the Taoist sect is more mature, and compared to the ancestral family disputes seven hundred years ago, the ancestral family disputes are even worse. Physical skills, cinnabar, talismans, praying to gods, fasting and praying, fortune-telling, and all kinds of things are included. My brother The so-called struggle is nothing more than the unification of the contending Taoist sects, and the union of many Taoist sects into one that conforms to the origin of the way of heaven. Ninety-nine are numbered into one, and the Tao is concentric, so that the root of the struggle in your hearts can be solved."
There were nearly a hundred Taoist priests in the field who had understood this great way and understood the laws of heaven and earth. They were speechless by this woman from outside the mountain who had only read some Taoist classics.
"A joke." Another voice that was neither yin nor yang broke the silence for a moment, "There are different winds in hundreds of miles, and each has done its own thing for thousands of years. The so-called mountain doctors' five fortune-telling skills have been passed down to this day. Each family has its own Everyone has their own secrets to their abilities, combined into one? I’m afraid that the memorial tablet of the ancestor will no longer be able to be placed? Is it that the Longhu lineage is talking nonsense without any shame, or is it that your Ye family is so good at talking big words? , just open your mouth and come?"
"It's Taoist Aunt Hu Feizhen from Liaodong Chuma Sect." Ye Huanmei reminded in a low voice.
Ye Xiaer sneered, "Wudou Rice Sect, Qingyuan Mountain and Longhu Mountain are originally from the same sect. It's best to say it. It's just that in the past few hundred years, the Liaodong Chuma Sect has found a new way to ask gods to establish mountains and establish sects. It's true that they also come to join in the fun." Is this gate so inclusive that it can encompass everything? If you really want to talk about it, you are really different from each other. If you say you know how to use cinnabar, you can only make fire from a distance. If you know how to use talisman, it is just the same as Xiangxi's ghost exorcism talisman. In terms of physical skills, it is just a handful. Pretending to be gods and ghosts with wooden swords, inviting gods is just unpopular... How should I put it? There is a name in Buddhism called Wild Fox Zen, so you can also invite some wild fox Zen. After all, you have learned from the strengths of others, but you don’t know that thousands of years have passed. Dao Sect, will you be willing to join the world? Taoist Aunt Hu, please clear your position first before others can care about whether you should compete with you or not."
When the pan-headed Taoist nun's face became increasingly ugly, Ye Xiayou said in one sentence, "It's okay to watch the fun, but don't join in the fun."
The Taoist nun who was originally trying to force the disciples into the Taoist sect was extremely angry. She only shut up when an old Taoist nun next to her stopped her. However, her eyes were even more violent, as if she wanted to kill this sharp-tongued Taoist nun. The blind woman was eaten alive.
Naturally, Ye Xiayou couldn't see it. The second young lady of the Ye family, who believed in seeing out of sight, seemed to have waited for a while. When no one spoke again, she said: "Let's go."
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Zhang Jiu'e, who had been hiding in the corner and should have stepped forward but never stepped forward, put his hands around his lower abdomen and watched coldly. The little Taoist boy riding a leopard on the side urged the docile pet to leave and then turned around. Seeing the protagonist in the scene also leaving, he was about to turn around and saw the senior elder of his family reaching into his arms and rubbing it.
Before Zhang Jiu'e could open his mouth to salute, the topless Taoist priest turned around and left, saying softly: "Follow me."
Zhang Jiue hurriedly followed.
No matter how hurriedly they walked, they reached the back of the main hall in a few steps, and then wandered around the back hall. They didn't stop until they reached a wing with the words "三清" written on it. The topless Taoist priest said... He tilted his head and signaled: "Open."
Naturally, he didn't open the door, because the door was already open.
Zhang Jiue entered the room. In the empty wing, there were only three portraits painted on the walls. They were so old that they were a little blurry.
Zhang Jiu'e waited for his master-uncle to come in, carefully closed the door and bolted it, stood in the center of the house, stepped on the steps, walking in several directions in the Bagua, carrying the yin and holding the yang, stepping heavily in a regular manner. After a few steps and wandering like this for a few times before he stabilized his body, he heard a "clucking" sound, and a square hole appeared on the ground.
The cave was pitch black, and only a few steps could be seen through the light from outside. Zhang Jiue went down first, took out the twister and placed it on the wall. Like a twister from a firework, he scurried down under the light of the fire, and then it was pitch black again. , just in the blink of an eye, the place where the fire disappeared suddenly lit up, and then went away and came back again, but the fire changed into flames, illuminating the entire black hole.
The two of them walked one behind the other, and after passing the ninety-nine count, they suddenly became enlightened.
It is a hall with four grooves embedded in the walls up and down and special lamp oil.
There is a pool in the middle of the hall, less than half an acre, and there is no water in the pool.
There is a lotus flower in the middle, with withered head and drooping brain, without energy.
The bare-chested Taoist priest stepped forward and jumped into the three-foot-high pool, squatting down in front of the withered lotus.
"Are you sure this thing doesn't need watering?"
"..."
"Why don't we move out and see the sun? If there's enough light, we might be able to save him."
"..."
Even though he had never been a master before, he still knew that the secrets of Wudang's destiny were involved here, and the mountain guard was speechless.
The topless Taoist priest asked for trouble and said, "I just want to relieve some of this serious atmosphere."
"..."
Zhang Jiu'e was already used to this obscure uncle, so he chose to remain silent.
Uncle Master, it's rare to be in tune, but he really can't be in tune.
[I want a ticket. (Kowtow to ask for votes.)]
