It was already noon when he came out of the secret room where the Taoist luck lotus pond was stored. Then he went to the side room of the back hall to have dinner, but he happened to miss the group of Taoist priests.
After being warned a few days ago by Ye Hao, the two monks no longer dared to be picky about food and ate steamed buns and rice with gusto.
Compared to the two great monks who were devouring their food, Ye Sangen and Ye Xiayou preferred vegetarian porridge and the small plate of pickled vegetables.
The kitchen master who was frightened by Yishan Yishui with the hare and pheasant brought from the mountain a few days ago is really good at his craftsmanship. Cabbage and cucumbers each have their own taste, even if they are some unknown ones dug in the mountains. A famous wild vegetable, it is quite delicious after some preparation.
There is no fixed taste for food, but only the palatable ones are precious. You have to take care of the Taoist priests with different tastes every day, whether they are heavy or light, and being able to mix them properly is a great skill in the middle of the night.
The master in charge of the kitchen would go wandering around the mountains on weekdays when he had nothing to do. For monks like them who have been vegetarians all their lives, everything in the mountains can be eaten to satisfy their hunger. Some of them can be eaten with a little salt and water to make an excellent side dish.
Just like the red toon, which is rarely seen in this month, the best season to eat it is in mid-spring. Now that spring has just begun, it is most rare.
The appearance is similar to the acanthus tree at the mountain pass that witnessed Lu Zu's firmness in Taoism, but the taste is completely different. Even though the smell is a bit pungent, if it is handled properly, it will probably be a bit inferior to those delicacies.
The climate here is suitable, with warm winters and cool summers. Even if there was snow on the mountain tops in the past few days, it does not feel cold when the sun comes out in the past few days. Compared with places further north, it is normal for germination and picking to occur earlier here.
Slightly scald the boiling water, it is best to stir-fry it, so that the aroma can be fully stimulated. Chop it into very fine pieces and sprinkle with some salt. Roll up the tofu the size of your thumb and throw it into your mouth. The tongue is full of saliva and has an endless aftertaste.
It seems that Ye Xiayou is a gourmet, and every meal goes into her mouth, and no one else is allowed to touch a piece of it. At this time, there are little Taoist priests who specialize in doing chores to clean up the house. For example, those who practice in the mountains pay attention to cultivating themselves first. Like Zhang Sanfeng, who is so unkempt, and like the great monk, who is so wanton and carefree, it is just purely personal. example.
After a group of Taoist priests finished their meals, there was actually no dirt on them. They just cleaned up again, as if they had to do their homework in the morning and evening. It has become a routine.
The master in charge of the ladle hid far away, not daring to deal with these two great monks. Waiting for Ye Xie to finish eating carefully, the two big monks ate six portions of Ye Xie. The more they looked at the two, the topless Taoist priest became more and more happy and ordered the little Taoist priest to clean up. The bad guy who kidnapped the children made two great monks abandon Buddhism and become Taoists.
Naturally, great monks such as
"Let's see if my master can't beat you to death with a hammer."
"I will never talk to you bullshit" and other cruel words. It's not like Zhang Jiu'e is walking aside. It's very embarrassing to guard these three elders and juniors who are like living treasures.
I have been in the mountains for some time, and this is my first time to have a meal in the kitchen. In the middle of the night, I look at this place that should be full of fireworks but there is not much smoke. I can hear the three people next to me arguing and arguing for no reason. There was another moment of calm.
A few dishes of side dishes, a few friends, and daily fireworks are the most comforting things to ordinary people. The qi in the body circulates on its own, with great freedom.
Zhang Yunji, a little Taoist boy, ran in holding a bamboo stick, followed by the leopard and the oriole above his head.
Zhang Yunji, who blushed when he saw Ye Hao, dropped the bamboo stick, turned around and ran away before the master could say anything, as if he was running away.
He waved the two monks unceremoniously to get out and took a look at the words on the bamboo sticks.
Although the word "ping" is not a good sign, it is still better than the low signs of the past few days. Throwing the bamboo sticks on the table casually, Zhang Sanfeng began to rub his chest again. Seeing the gaze he cast in the middle of the night, he explained: "This is Zhang Yunji's daily homework. Solve one lottery a day to solve the problem of wealth." Marriage explains today's good and bad luck, and explains today's climate." Looking at that
After hearing the word "ping" in the middle of the night, he asked, "What does this mean?" Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"This kid has been crazy for the past few days. If you have to count his luck in Wudang, the luck and fortune of Wudang have been broken in the past few days. In the past three days, the fortunes were all drawn, and those Taoist friends who died and died were washed away. It is also a blessing among misfortunes to get a bad omen in Wudang. Today is a draw. If nothing happens, it can be counted as a draw." Suddenly remembering the heavenly methods he had seen in ancient books about this lineage, Ye Xiayou said: "Three Sealed Dao If you have a long line of blood, it is said that if you prove the great path, you will have the eyes of the heavens opened, and you can see the good and bad fortunes of future generations for thousands of years..."
"That's all nonsense." Zhang Sanfeng interrupted directly,
"We are just fortune tellers. We are so good at talking that we can tell the truth about life and death, and we have fart eyes."
"That's called an asshole."
"Hahaha." The dirty words of the two great monks, one mountain and one water, were very offensive to Zhang Sanfeng's temper, and the three of them laughed heartily.
But at the next moment, he saw Ye Xieyou facing this way with her mask covered with frost. Without waiting for her to speak, the two great monks left in a sensible manner, as if they were running away.
Zhang Sanfeng was also slightly embarrassed. He stopped laughing and said, "Anyway, there has never been a person in our lineage who has achieved enlightenment in history. It is only said that the return of the three arts can be known for five hundred years. It's like heaven and man observing the human world, whether it is true or not is unknown." Apparently he accepted the Taoist priest's words and deeds. Ye Xiayou did not show any impatience, but said slowly: "Seeking opportunities, interpreting good and bad luck, and divining yin and yang are just the origins. , the state of mind is the same, where is the avenue?" Zhang Sanfeng nodded,
"Ask for a great way, but just follow your heart and you will be natural." Zhang Jiue, who had never spoken before, suddenly said: "If you force yourself to do nothing on weekdays, it will be counterproductive. The words of the second lady in the past few days are really like a warning from the Buddhists, telling the poor The Taoist wakes up, be careful when it comes to avoiding disasters, be pure of heart, and have few desires. The poor Taoist really can't ask for it. Now he is trapped in his own shackles. It is reasonable for the Taoist heart to have such a fate." Zhang Sanfeng said.
"Blessings are immeasurable", as if singing: "In this world, people who keep the world are doing it for the Tao, and keeping this Tao is for the people of the world. What is the Tao? Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. What are people? People are people, but they are not humans. People who keep the world are doing it for human beings, To guard one person is also to be a human being. The Tao transforms me into the Tao, and I seek the Tao for me. I am a human being, and people are me. I guard myself, and people guard others. The Tao transforms me into the Tao, and I seek the Tao for me. The Tao is also a human being, People can be called me, so you can call people I am the Tao." Zhang Sanfeng's tongue-twisting words made Ye Xiayou silent in thought.
I guessed that Zhang Sanfeng was
"We are human beings" was repeated over and over like babble but also as profound as enlightenment. I think it was aimed at Zhang Jiue's rebuttal that he had refuted when he was at the foot of the mountain a few days ago.
But even though he understood it, he couldn't rebut it. No matter how much she talks about her tongue and spits out pearls, she really can't open her mouth at this moment.
After all, it is reasonable and well-founded. Such a natural cycle of Taoism is exactly what I meant that day.
Using his spear to attack his shield, the cultivation of this Taoist priest in Little Lotus Peak is truly unfathomable.
"Ask for what you want, what is the truth?" But he suddenly spoke in the middle of the night, borrowing the words of Zhang Sanfeng just now.
It's really interesting that one person's way is repaid by another person's body. Ye Xie, who was in a state of mind as if he was obsessed with just thinking about this sentence, suddenly came back to his senses. He smiled brightly and didn't speak a word, just pursed his lips and smiled softly, like a spring breeze.
He is as high as he is, and the breeze rises up the mountainside. If he is weak, let him be weak; if the moon does not move, let Jiang Tao do it. Zhang Sanfeng took a thoughtful look at the late night watcher who was relatively talkless and didn't know the details. He only said that he was a handsome scholar, and his heart aroused a wave of emotion.
"Ye Donor is in a good mood." This topless Taoist priest who has been practicing for decades and is truly the number one person in Wudang praised him sincerely.
"I heard a saying outside the mountain that Ye's family has a son who wakes up late at night. It seems like it's not an exaggeration at all." Ye Midnight laughed dumbly and had no intention of answering.
"It's just the donor's so-called heart, I don't understand what it means." This topless Taoist priest adjusted his clothes for a rare moment, sat upright, and his tone lost his usual laziness.
"Just now in the Lotus Pond, Shi Zhunzhuzi enlightened Chang'an. This mysterious method made people confused. As far as I know, the donor's martial arts cultivation is also mixed. With such a complicated and unrefined cultivation, how can he have the heart in his heart? Where is the Tao? Moreover, how can it be related to the Thousand People's Book that contains the essence of the supreme Taoism on the wall of Taoism?" Apparently the Taoist priest said this because he wanted to have a fight with Ye San Geng. , these siblings are different from their Taoist idealism.
Expressing one's opinions so directly makes the profound meaning self-evident.
"The great ways in the world are nothing more than the four schools. The five Taoist teachings are natural and quiet; the Buddhists are perfect in reciting universal virtues and are compassionate; the Confucian classics are only wrong and right, and follow the rules; besides the three religions are the martial arts, which are complex and complicated. Ten sessions of force reduction. My brother is determined to prove the Tao through martial arts, so how can he not be spiritual? Practicing martial arts in martial arts, practicing martial arts in Taoism, teaching martial arts in Confucianism, and participating in martial arts in Buddhism are all part of the path of martial arts. Where is it not the source of the mind?" The third update of the night is naturally I'm not good at this kind of verbal disputes, and my mind doesn't know where to go.
The one who spoke was Ye Xiayou.
"Presumably Taoist Priest Sanfeng also listened to what Taoist Priest Jiu'e said at Shankou. Then I would also ask Taoist Sanfeng what Tao is." Zhang Sanfeng said: "Like Taoism, inaction; like Buddhism, Compassion; like Confucianism, right and wrong; like martial arts, right and wrong." In short, it is broken down like this.
"What is inaction? What is compassion? What is wrong and right? What is right and wrong?" It's tit-for-tat, relative.
"Opportunity, blessing, incense, luck." He talked eloquently.
"Heaven, earth, temples, rivers and lakes." He said eloquently. Debates among the three religions are not as good as fighting in martial arts. They talk about victory and defeat, and the difference between life and death.
Among the three teachings, they are as sharp as Buddha's verses and as clever as arguments. They are vague but make people immersed in them after listening to them. Each has its own principles, each has its own essence, and each has its own thoughts. It's just that there are a thousand thoughts in a thousand people's hearts. Understanding is a thousand ways of saying.
In this way, there are opportunities in heaven, blessings in the world, incense in temples, and luck in the world. In this way, there will be luck in the sky, incense in the world, opportunities in the temple, and blessings in the world.
For example, Confucianism talks about pairs, Buddhism talks about cause and effect, Taoism talks about reasons, and warriors talk about fists and kicks. Two pairs are opposite each other, and two pairs complement each other. Although they are not the same, they coincide everywhere.
Zhang Sanfeng was speechless. Zhang Jiue frowned and thought. In the middle of the night, I raised my head and took a long exam. Ye Xia's eyebrows are curved.
"This is the Tao." Ye Xiayou said slowly,
"There are different opinions and no consensus." Zhang Sanfeng laughed heartily. Like him, it is natural that people have different opinions on what Ye Xiayou thinks, but they reach the same goal by different paths.
This predestined method is indescribably wonderful.
"Although my brother has been studying randomly since he was a child, in the final analysis, it is because of that unattainable desire." Ye Xiayou said again,
"Is it possible that if you three sects, plus an unstructured martial arts outside the mountain, each do their own thing, the rest are all fallacies?" Zhang Sanfeng nodded in agreement, with a smile full of meaning.
"I was enlightened and enlightened." Ye Xiayou was speechless. Sitting and discussing, it was obvious that she took the initiative.
"He has sharp teeth, a lotus tongue, a eloquent tongue, unparalleled eloquence, and a perfect eloquence." Zhang Sanfeng praised him without hesitation with many words of praise.
In the middle of the night, he became more energetic. Although the words the two of them just talked about were filled with mist, he still understood these kind words.
At that moment, Ye San Geng, who has a son in the Ye family, said proudly: "Only when everything from far and near comes to an end can the Ye San Geng in the Ye family have a son."
