The young Taoist boy stood on the steps, and the old man Yang from the medicine shop often sat there holding a tobacco pole in his hand, swallowing the clouds and fog.

Chen Ping'an stood under the eaves, bowed his head in a regular manner, and said nothing.

It’s not that Chen Ping'an is accustomed to be mysterious, but that he really doesn’t know how to answer. He is mainly worried that Li Liu will be involved, so he has to bite the bullet and be silenced.

The young Taoist boy shook his sleeves and replied with a well-like Confucian bowing ceremony, smiling without saying a word.

The boy sat on the steps and stretched out his hand, "Sit as you like, we are all guests, so don't worry too much."

I am a passerby, so will you be for the time being, but not in the future.

Chen Ping'an moved on the bench, sitting opposite each other with the boy across the courtyard where he returned to the hall.

There is no need to guess the identity of the young Taoist boy in front of you.

He once rode a cow through the barrier and wandered around the wilderness. With just one finger, he knocked the old throne monster back to the bottom of the ancient well, leaving thousands of years of indelible Taoist marks on the other party.

It also made the great ancestor Chusheng escape from the sky and dared not show up.

Even Master Sun from Daxuandu Temple, such a Taoist master who "has to greet him every now and then", is rumored that when he travels to the vast world, he and Bai Ye and others always mention the Taoist ancestor who created Bai Yujing, and he is proud of his loyalty and swears to ensure that the best fight in the world is the one in our Qingming world.

On the side of the Taoist ancestor, it is meaningless to pretend to be confused when he is clear about it. As for pretending to be clear about it, it is even more ridiculous.

Daozu glanced at the fourteen-level atmosphere of Chen Ping'an and smiled and said, "The word "ritual" is difficult to be both emotional and reasonable, and it is not rigid. The young master is still very powerful."

Then the Taoist ancestor said to the secret of heaven, "You can accommodate Lu Chen in this state, and there are very few scatters. It is not just because of the ritual saints and Lu Chen. It has a high level of attainment in your own "Xuzhou" and has a lot to do with your own "Xuzhou". Only Tao gathers and empty people are the heart-zhai, and empty people are the world wide. Only among the people you know, Zhou Mi, Cui Lin, Qi Jingchun, Zheng Juzhong, and Wu Shuangjian, are all similar scholars. In layman's terms, it is just that a person can eat more if he has an empty stomach. Why can a person who practices Taoism be different from ordinary people? What is entering the mountain to cultivate immortality? It is nothing more than digging a mountain to make a house, moving out the seven emotions and six desires, distracting thoughts and turbid air of ordinary masters, and bringing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the opportunities and merits and blessings of Taoism."

She sat upright in a blue shirt, like a school boy who had just read and learned to read.

Nowadays, several monks on the top of the mountain on the world, whether in the Ascension Realm or the Fourteenth Realm, dare not call Zhou Mi the name, for fear of revealing the secrets of the human world to the heavens.

Daozu smiled. It was normal that this guy seemed to be kept in the dark. How could the three schools of thought be able to get the recognition of the sword holder when he was young? Two senior brothers even stared at him. Chen Ping'an naturally broke his head and couldn't even think of himself. On the road for so many years, he actually traveled not only with candles at night, but also with lanterns during the day.

But the Taoist ancestor was not in a hurry to explain this matter and asked, "You have been close to Buddhism since you were young and have a lot of experience in affirming and denying it, so you must know the meaning of the three sentences?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "The Buddha said that the world is not the world, so it is called the world."

Daozu smiled and said, "Good words, but let's give an example. The reason is that the world is empty and the sky is long, and the example is the post station and ferry crossing so that the listener can have a foothold. Otherwise, the master will reason and ride a crane to Yangzhou."

Chen Ping'an asked: "If Li Liu or Ma Kuxuan saw those words, then whose handwriting would it be?"

Chen Ping'an has always mistakenly thought that those words were written by Li Liu or Ma Kuxuan.

Daozu shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. What Li Liu saw may be Dong Shuijing, who seemed to collect debts for others, or Lin Shouyi, who was 'Dao Xin Shuyi'. What Ma Kuxuan saw may be Ruan Xiu, or Li Liu, who was the God of Fire, or Li Liu, who was the God of Water. What Gu Can saw may be Song Jixin, or Zhao Yao, who was the finishing touch of the dragon. What Ruan Xiu saw may be Chen Ping'an or Liu Xianyang's handwriting. It can only be certain that no matter who sees it, it is not his own handwriting."

Daozu smiled and said, "When you identify something in your heart, you will constantly look for reasons and arguments to support your understanding. Kiln workers, butchers, coroners, carpenters, woodcutters, and fishermen are looking for firewood, just because of their own skills, they are different. Then they will have their own emphasis when looking at the same world."

Chen Ping'an frowned and asked tentatively: "Those words are similar to Red Candle Town? They are like a confluence of a long river of time. Therefore, anyone can be, and no one is a person who engraves the letters?"

The Taoist ancestor answered the question, "The reason why Qingtong Heavenly Lord sets this ban is to make you young people not overworked in the future practice. Of course, they are even more worried that after the Lizhu Cave Heaven is broken and takes root, they will lose a barrier to isolate the secret of heaven. The younger generation will travel outside and reveal clues about that one too early."

The flow of time is a big taboo, and those who practice Taoism must explore and explore it themselves.

Daozu smiled and said, "Can you answer the previous question now?"

Chen Ping'an subconsciously turned his head and looked at the direction of the Milk Bottle Lane.

Walking from the alley to the medicine shop, if you have money to buy medicine, the roads will be muddy in wind and snow, and the steps will be light and you will have no money in your pocket. On the same journey, even if the flowers bloom all the way, it will make people stagger and exhausted.

Why is this happening? The state of mind is caused by the state of mind. The Dharma does not arise alone, but it arises according to the environment. Traveling through mountains and rivers without dragging on the mud. This is what Buddhism calls removing the mind but not eliminating things. What's more, my husband once specifically explained the saying "The heart is dangerous, and the heart of the Tao is subtle."

When I was young, I was the most wisest thing about burning porcelain, and I was just four words to be able to handle it. Wherever my heart is, what my hands are transformed.

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't have to go shopping alone, just to find a copper coin on the ground, and don't have to wait for other houses to open the door. I don't think it's hard."

Daozu asked with a smile: "Have you picked up the money?"

Chen Ping'an said with a shy look: "I have really picked up a few."

In the night when I was helping people grab water, a child was lying on the ridge of the fields, crossing his legs and chewing grass roots. The galaxy was shining above his head. The child raised a copper coin he had picked up on the ground during the day.

The Taoist ancestor raised his hand, pointed to his head, and then pointed to his heart, "A person's rationality is a summary of acquired knowledge and a path we have opened up. Our sensibility is born, and it is from the heart. The heart is the official of the monarch, and the gods come from it. Unfortunately, people are tired of things, and the heart is the body. Therefore, when practicing, one thousand ways and ten thousand ways can never be avoided by the word "heart."

"Chen Ping'an, what is the purpose of all 'arts' in the world?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment and replied: "It can be falsified and corrected."

Taoist ancestor asked again, "Where is Tao?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "It can make people fascinate, unite with the world and stay away from inverted dreams."

Daozu nodded, as if he was quite satisfied with Chen Ping'an's answer, and he had a look of emotion, "A hundred flowers bloom and thousands of boats competed for the current. The earliest human sages who changed the world, in those glorious years that were difficult to describe in words, whether they were practicing Taoism and climbing or doing learning, it was a very beautiful era."

Daozu stood up and said, "Follow me to go to Nibo Lane."

Chen Ping'an followed him up and walked out of the backyard with Daozu. Sudian and Shilingshan in the front yard of the pharmacy were unaware of it.

After stepping out of the threshold, Daozu looked at the street and said, "Qi Jingchun went to the Little Lotus Cave Heaven and picked the lotus flower away, and said something to me. The purpose of practicing is to know, and the pleasure of seeking Tao lies in the unknown. Good guy, teach me how to practice Taoism."

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly.

Daozu suddenly joked: "You are a junior brother, you are not bad either. You have not practiced boxing and swords in your early years, so you dared to let me give in."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I was ignorant when I was young and said something offensive. Daozu thanked me."

"Isn't it just the truth?"

The Lord of the Desolate Mountain treats people with sincerity, and is not afraid of being slanted by the shadows. "It's the words in his heart."

"That's okay. Ask your conscience at night and spread your thoughts on the sun. When walking alone, you can't be scared by your own shadow."

Walking together on the street, Daozu asked casually: "What are the research on recently?"

For the Taoist ancestor, it seems that he can know everything. If he wants to know, he knows it, but if he doesn’t want to know, he doesn’t need to know it. It is probably a kind of freedom.

Chen Ping'an replied: "I read some Taoist Dharma certificates and talisman texts. Before I came, I originally planned to go to the Imperial Heaven Supervision and borrow a few books."

The Saint of Li reminded me in the capital that the opportunity to prove the truth lies in the text.

"Is this the plan to travel to Qingming World?"

"If a person has no future, he will have immediate worries."

Chen Ping'an was worried that he would accidentally appear, and as soon as he appeared in Qingming Tianxia, ​​he was slapped to death by the second leader of Bai Yujing.

It’s just in front of the Taoist ancestor that it’s hard to say the right and wrong of his direct disciple.

"Do you have any experience in reading books?"

"The "Original Book of Dan Shu" says that the talisman text is a text derived from Taoist qi, so I plan to choose more Kuilong patterns, Taotie patterns and Yun seal patterns to read."

Daozu nodded, "Reading it makes people's view of gods fly over."

Chen Ping'an was puzzled, not reading it? Instead, reading it? How to read the talisman pattern?

Dao Zu turned his head and smiled, "Just just now, you know that you are. You can be free from worrying at the moment, which can also be explained by your own Taoist mind. In addition, Lu Chen's gift of Taoism, it is just why you are not afraid at all, so you are not worried about it because of the divine nature. Don't forget that the path of martial arts is now the old path of divine."

Chen Ping'an's eyes were bright. Looking at the distance of the street, what a great monk in the 14th realm thought was that the road appeared directly, and it started to rain on the street. Walking in it, "Then let's keep your feet on the ground and try it."

Daozu smiled.

He looks quite similar to that stubborn guy Chen Qingdu, no wonder he is very different in generations but he is in love.

Very sword cultivator.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked back at the drug shop.

Afterwards, the two walked to Niping Lane together, and the Taoist ancestor told some old almanacs that the white jade cannot record in Kyoto.

"Someone once went upstream along the long river of time to trace the origin in order to find their true colors, but they were fruitless."

"Someone is working tirelessly and trying to find two flowers that are exactly the same in the world. For half a day, the long river of time in the world has stagnated for a long time. The Taoist Dharma finally couldn't hold on, and it collapsed between the world. This person finally laughed and said that it would be enough to die in the morning and evening."

"There are people who travel far away with their swords to create the world and seek an answer, why are there people outside the world? What is the sky outside the world? Guess how it opens the world?"

Chen Ping'an immediately remembered the encounter between his senior brother Cui Feng at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He slapped his arm and replied: "Use the technique of turning the mustard seeds and Sumeru in the human body to walk towards the small world, seeking self-evidentity?"

However, the Taoist ancestor did not give an answer and had changed the topic, "There is no transmission outside the teachings, and no words are established. Words are also words, so some people scattered the Tao, trying to break the barriers of words, set a thousand years, a chaotic sea, and a dark sea of ​​consciousness."

"Someone insisted on exploring what existed before the ancient gods that created the gods."

"So someone wondered again, whether the long river of time was a straight line without trace, a circular phase that was endless, or was it composed of countless uncut points? Could it be that the ancient gods once created spiritual beings and finally handed over to the human race to create gods in the future?"

Chen Ping'an remained silent, but he was inevitably curious whether this Taoist ancestor had successfully visited the border and saw something, what was the so-called Tao?

Daozu smiled and said, "You were almost accepted by Lu Chen as a disciple and became my closed disciple. Lu Chen was obviously farther away than you thought. When he went to Baiyujing, he was in the cage, and closed the door, he became a real name."

Chen Ping'an was stunned.

"But it seems that I have said more than anything else in Bai Yujing. Even in front of the Supreme Saint, I still want to say, if you become my closed disciple, you will not need so much effort. Just sit alone in Bai Yujing Xinzhai, practice the great way, and be the four masters, at least you will be worry-free for thousands of years... Listen, you, the Supreme Saint, are really not surprising at all, and a three-character scripture pops up again."

Chen Ping'an pretended not to hear the three words he heard.

I never thought that the most sage teacher who studied the heavens was still a person with a temperament...

The Taoist ancestor seemed to be talking to the Supreme Master and smiled and said, "Who did the old master roll up his sleeves to show him? If I remember correctly, the sword in his early years was taken to the wild world by a proud student."

Chen Ping'an's heart moved slightly.

Two of the earliest sages of the Confucian Temple made Chen Ping'an the most curious. Because he had a high level of knowledge in worshiping sages, he was not uncommon as a direct disciple of the sages and his masters. However, one was famous for making money, and the other was not ordinary fights. However, in the later history of the Confucian Temple, these two seemed to have retreated early and disappeared. They neither created a cultural context in Haoran, nor followed the saints to go out of the sky. They were just very curious, Chen Ping'an still did not ask the inside story when he was with his husband.

Daozu smiled and explained to Chen Ping'an: "The evil forces will come everywhere, and there will be some victory. The Confucian Temple still has some backup plans."

Daozu suddenly asked, "Do you want to meet me?"
To be continued...