Seeing that the old man didn't do anything, Su Mo took it upon himself to pour himself another glass.
The old man doesn't mind either.
I tasted this cup slowly...it cost more than ten taels of silver.
The old man in green curled his lips, put down the glass of wine, looked at Su Mo for a long time and said, "It's just right for you to be seriously injured. This wine has a strong stamina. One glass is enough. If you drink more, you won't be able to hold on for a while."
"Seriously injured?" Su Mo was stunned. He didn't remember that he was seriously injured. He was probably just tired... Why was he seriously injured again?
"I don't remember being hurt."
The old man in green shook his head: "The injury of the great road is also an injury."
The injury of the Dao means that the Taoist heart of the cultivator is damaged. In fact, the popular saying is that the world view has collapsed and people have doubts about life.
"The wound of the great road..." Su Mo smiled, "You are not a cultivator, so where did you get the wound of the great road?"
The old man in green sighed and said: "Although you haven't entered the Tao yet... but you are too involved with some things, and you are already showing signs of entering the Tao."
"Entering the Tao..." Su Mo looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, who still looked kind and indifferent: "Is my husband also a Taoist?"
"That's right..." The old man in Tsing Yi nodded.
Su Mo lowered his head and remained silent.
The old man in green looked at Su Mo's actions and asked curiously: "You don't want to become an immortal?"
Su Mo nodded.
He has been in this world for several months and has seen the ugliness of people who cultivate immortality in this world.
They regard mortals as ants and are above them.
They regard human life as something to enjoy.
In their eyes, they only have themselves and their so-called avenue...
And this time, he saw immortal cultivators using mortal blood to refine blood elixirs just for the so-called Taoism!
In Su Mo's eyes, all living beings are equal and no one is noble or inferior.
But the rules of this world revealed to him in an extremely cruel manner... what is the law of the forest.
Different road non-phase plan.
The old man in green seemed to understand what Su Mo was thinking.
"You are paranoid..." The old man in Tsing Yi shook his head.
Su Mo raised his head, "What's the explanation?"
"Cultivation of immortals is actually about cultivating the mind!" Qing Yi said slowly, "There are many ways, and people have good and evil. People who cultivate immortals are just human beings. Since they are human beings, how can they be exempt from vulgarity?"
"Not all mortals are diligent, and not all those who cultivate immortality are selfish."
"You have to know that the most difficult thing to grasp in this world is the human heart..."
"This world is colorful because of people's hearts, isn't it?"
"The immortal road is miserable, but also colorful. You and I are just an insignificant color in the long river of time, so why be paranoid about what you see!"
"I see that you have something in your heart that you want to insist on, why not do something for those things in your heart!"
do something...do something...
The deceased woman's soul also said, "Go do something and bring peace to this world!"
Su Mo also said, "Okay!" BIquGe.biz
Since I promised you, I will do something... Su Mo smiled.
"Thank you for your advice, husband!"
The old man in Tsing Yi nodded with satisfaction.
"Having said so much..." the old man in Tsing Yi asked: "Do you know about the academy?"
Su Mo was stunned for a moment and shook his head in embarrassment.
The old man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes... Well, asking is in vain... I just don't know.
"Now that you have decided to become a Taoist, have you ever thought about joining an academy?" the old man in green asked.
Su Mo shook his head: "I never thought about it!"
"Why?"
"Although I don't know much about it, I heard that people in the academy are not very serious..." Su Mo said frankly.
The old man in Tsing Yi's face darkened inadvertently.
"That is a misunderstanding of the academy by some people. The academy has been inherited for thousands of years and has stood up in the world through ups and downs. It is just the relationship between the academy and Taoism that makes it easy for people to object."
Su Mo then remembered that Gu Yu was the third disciple of the academy, and asked curiously.
"Old man, do you know anything about the academy?"
"I know something, just ask me if you have anything to say!" The old man in Tsing Yi raised his noble head.
"The Academy has been around for thousands of years, so it must be a huge sect, right? How many people are there in the Academy?"
Upon hearing this, the old man in green immediately lowered his proud head.
"There are thousands of outer disciples, and six formal disciples!"
Su Mo was surprised.
"Only six?"
The old man in green curled his lips disdainfully and said: "The academy pursues perfection and strives for excellence. The entry-level disciples are all extraordinary people."
"Oh..." Su Mo sighed and drank the wine in one gulp, "Can a scholar like me get in?"
The old man in Tsing Yi pointed enigmatically at the jug that was boiling wine.
The peach wood is burning on the fire, and the wine in the pot is warming, and the aroma of the wine is overflowing...
Su Mo suddenly seemed to realize something...
"You mean to say that burning wood and cooking wine has its merits?"
The old man in Tsing Yi sighed, "I mean, this wine is too expensive, drink it slowly!"
"..."
Su Mo was speechless for a while, then shook his head: "But I don't know what kind of academy it is..."
"I promise, even if the academy is different from what you want, there will be no deviation." The old man in green said with a smile.
"Oh? Do you know what I want?" Su Mo asked curiously.
The old man in green shook his head: "I don't know."
Before Su Mo could speak, the old man in green continued: "But I know what kind of person you are."
Su Mo poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly... I don't even know what kind of person I am.
"You like people to live in peace, and you don't like killing and force." The old man in green said slowly.
Su Mo was stunned.
"You seem to be used to living within the rules and cannot adapt to the powerlessness you feel when everything is not controlled by the rules."
"You put yourself between an immortal cultivator and a mortal. You are neither an immortal cultivator nor a mortal."
"You feel sad for the helplessness of mortals, and you can't stand the condescension of those who cultivate immortality."
The old man in green looked at Su Mo with deep admiration in his eyes.
"But...the academy is also a sect of cultivating immortals." Su Mo said.
"You are wrong... There is an essential difference between the academy and the sect of cultivating immortals." The old man said with a smile.
"What's the difference?"
"Many of the cultivators you see are just casual cultivators who only want to cultivate and reach a higher level. Therefore, their temperaments are uneven."
"The true sect of cultivating immortals is to be born out of this world, have no disputes with others, be detached from above, and look for traces of the ethereal avenue between heaven and earth."
"The Academy takes another path, entering into the world...integrating into the world, looking for...the relationship between man and this world."
Looking for the relationship between man and this world... Su Mo was greatly moved for a moment.
"This road is difficult to walk, but it is in line with the academy's true intention."
"In line with your Taoist heart..."
Su Mo raised his head and watched the old man in Qingyi speak word by word.
"Where is the academy? I want to go to the academy!"
"Have you thought about it?" the old man in green asked with a smile.
"Think about it!" Su Mo said firmly.
"Then..." The old man in green stood up, waved his sleeves, and stood with his hands behind his back, his fairy spirit floating in the air.
"Kneel down and worship me!"
"..."
Su Mo stared, as if he had reacted, feeling that it was all a routine... He asked uncertainly: "Who are you?"
"Dean of the Academy, Mo Shangao!"
Su Mo laughed!
When a like-minded senior tries his best to get you to become a disciple, what else can you refuse?
A sense of absurdity flashed through Su Mo's heart, but there was also some warmth.
The academy is the same as me.
Su Mo stood up unsteadily, knelt down, clasped his fists...
A little dizzy......
"Disciple Su Jingyan, pay homage to the master..."
Boom!
Overcome with alcohol, Su Mo fell to the ground drunk...
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