In the early morning, the sky is bright.

The Taoist priest who was about to pack up and leave began to act like a monster.

I saw the Taoist priest holding a mahogany sword, stepping on the steel pole, and chanting a "Tao Jue" copied from an unknown source.

"Please listen to me. In the ancient times, there was a great void. The sun and the moon were shining together, and the mountains and rivers became more spectacular. When they were refined into a golden elixir, there was no leakage. There was no leakage, and there were dragons and snakes fighting on the land."

The Taoist priest stretched out his sweeping legs, rolled up some fallen leaves on the ground, and then stood up with a golden rooster. He held out a sword with his right hand, and a leaf stopped at the tip of the sword.

"Pureness, lightness, turbidity, yin and yang are righteous, the sky is high, the earth is thick, and the soul is spiritual. A little spiritual light sparks a fire candle, blooming like clouds all over the stars, and urgent like laws and orders, holding the universe together."

The Taoist priest shook his sword, dropped his sleeve with his left hand, twisted his body, pointed the sword tip to the sky, and at the same time tried to roll the fallen leaf into his sleeve. Perhaps because he didn't control his strength well, the leaf swirled in the air, but failed.

Put it in your sleeve, no problem, the Taoist priest has his own remedy, jump up, kick high, put the two fingers of his left hand together, and point away together with the tip of the sword.

"Wine, sex, and wealth are far away. Clouds and rain are friends with the sun and the moon. Pure yang is built up to accumulate yin virtues. The sky turns to the earth's axis. Fine wine is made of nectar. Master Fengxian is here to save you."

Xue Ruyi was speechless for a long time, and suddenly felt a little pity for this Taoist priest who seemed to go crazy after drinking a little alcohol.

Yesterday, the Taoist priest and the young man who told me about spring and sent pictures were so snobbish. Is it more or less difficult?

She sighed, "Stop messing around like this. I won't drive you out of the house."

The Taoist priest finally stopped, put one hand behind his back, held his fingers together in a sword gesture in front of him, and snorted coldly with a nasal tone.

Xue Ruyi was not happy all of a sudden. How dare you go too far? Do you think I am begging you to stay?

The middle-aged Taoist priest put away his mahogany sword and threw it casually towards the mud. He was originally planning to do a three-point sword technique with one hand, but maybe because he was not strong enough or at the wrong angle, the wooden sword hit the mud, but it shook.

Still fell to the ground.

Xue Ruyi still had some grudges in her heart and asked: "Are you really able to draw that kind of three-official talisman?"

Last night, she asked Judge Hong and Ji Xiaoping. The two high-ranking officials in the Chenghuang Temple shook their heads and said that such talismans were unheard of.

In the end, Judge Hong only said that maybe everyone has a secret secret about the talismans on the top of the mountain, and it must be in the upper five realms, so it may be possible. Otherwise, ordinary talisman monks, even the kind of land gods with profound spiritual practices, would never be able to draw such effects.

of talismans.

The Taoist priest shook his head and pointed to the mahogany sword lying on the ground, "You can draw talismans, but you are not sure about the success of the talisman. Even if you can successfully connect Yin and Yang with the talisman, cross the City God's Temple, and then want to get through the underworld,

It is extremely difficult. To use an analogy that is not particularly appropriate, it is a bit like using the Shang Fang sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of this dynasty."

Xue Ruyi's eyebrows suddenly stood up, she was indeed a liar.

The Taoist priest immediately added, "But this poor Taoist has a good friend who is amazing and has great supernatural powers. He can speak Dharma and follow it. The effect is as good as sacrificing the three official talismans."

Xue Ruyi sneered: "Why don't you make a draft when you are bragging? How can you still meet such friends in the mountains?"

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

The Taoist priest made a secret with one hand, "This is no nonsense. The poor Taoist's friends on the mountain have some extremely powerful characters."

Xue Ruyi asked: "For example?"

The Taoist priest said: "If there is a chance in the future, I will introduce a friend named Zhong to Miss Xue."

Xue Ruyi asked in confusion: "What is your identity? Could it be that you are a genealogy monk from a certain immortal mansion?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "You will know it when you meet. It doesn't matter what your identity is. A hero doesn't care where he comes from. A hero doesn't care where he comes from."

Seeing that the Taoist priest didn't seem to be joking, Xue Ruyi had a new question, "Do you really want to help that young man? What are you trying to do?"

The Taoist priest said: "What one sees with one's eyes is heaven and earth."

Xue Ruyi was confused, "What do you mean?"

The Taoist priest had no choice but to explain: "A certain master once said that as Taoist monks, if we can do our best to help the person in front of us, we can help the entire world."

On a long trip to the outer world, I had chatted too much with Zheng Juzhong and Li Xisheng. Now that I am chatting with others, I inevitably lose a little patience.

Xue Ruyi was silent for a moment, "Who said that?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "It's far away in the sky but close in front of you."

Xue Ruyi had a dark face.

The Taoist priest said: "I believe Miss Xue has also seen something. That young man is now 'poor'. Just because of his bumpy life experience, his destiny has been deprived of many disasters, so now outsiders give him anything extra, whether it is money or other things.

Young people may not be able to catch it, and it is very easy to turn out blessings and cause disasters. In the ordinary world, there is no harm in lending a helping hand to the poor. It is a good deed and a good deed that accumulates negative virtue and blessings. However, the relationship between a cultivator and a layman is just the same.

A huge lake is like a stream. The water from the lake flows backwards into the stream. If the latter has a good life, like a stream with a wide bed and can bear it, it is the fate of the immortal family mentioned on the mountain. But if it is a bad life, it will be like a flood that surges backwards and covers both sides of the lake.

, what is injured is the person’s bones and yang energy, which is what the old saying says is that there is no blessing. This principle cannot be ignored and needs to be cautious. Fortunately, the thickness of life, the increase or decrease of happiness, wealth and longevity are not static. The young man is in

From Pindao's point of view, he is a person who has a poor life but a lot of blessings. To put it simply, he has good fortune, owes nothing to heaven, deserves to be worthy of earth, does not take wealth from man, and does not give in to man's honor. This is why Pindao did it yesterday

Let’s talk about the origin of ‘He who helps himself, God will help him’.”

Xue Ruyi nodded, but in fact she didn't see the fate of the young man at all. She was just a ghost, neither a fortune teller nor an official of the City God's Temple. How could she see these mysterious and mysterious fortunes.

She hesitated, "What about me and Zhang Hou?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "Zhanghou has the protection of his ancestors, and he himself is a man in a blue sarong cage. Miss Xue gave him a fairy family fate, and Zhanghou can accept it."

She asked: "Are you really going to have no side effects?"

After all, she is a ghost, but the boy is from the human world.

The Taoist priest said: "How can yin and yang only depend on geography and not on people's hearts? Miss Xue, please don't get the order wrong and put the cart before the horse."

Xue Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief.

For the first time, she discovered that this fake Taoist priest seemed to have some real ability?

The Taoist priest asked: "Miss Xue, with your Taoism, since you are not afraid of the scorching sun and strong wind, why do you linger here and linger?"

For a small and remote country like Yuxuan Kingdom, it is more than enough for a sea-viewing monk to find a dojo with abundant spiritual energy and establish a sect.

Although Xue Ruyi is a ghost, since she has a close relationship with both the judge Huangwen and the chief officer of the Department of Yin and Yang in the capital city, she is not lacking in virtue. In fact, she found a dragon vein, built an ancestral temple, built a golden body, and was granted the title by the imperial court.

Yes, being a mountain goddess is the best choice.

Xue Ruyi said vaguely, "I first made a bet with someone. I learned from the ancients' poems written on red leaves. I accidentally picked it up and made an oath with him in a temple."

Year after year, the precious fan sits idle, failing to live up to the bright moon and the clear breeze. As spring passes and autumn comes, the cicadas shriek miserably, speechless and choked. As wild geese pass by, the moon is like a hook.

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, carefully crafted his words, and asked insinuatingly: "Miss Xue, are you proficient in sentence reading?"

Xue Ruyi smiled and said: "It's okay. I'm quite interested in exegesis. I have nothing to do and read a lot of the works of previous sages. Why, you have a problem with the ancient books and you need my help in segmenting the sentences?"

Xue Ruyi was really not afraid if we discussed exegesis with her. She considered herself an expert.

This involves Zhang Hou, the young man next door. He has a collection of "ancestral" calligraphy, with a total of thirty-six words and no inscription, but it was praised by Judge Hong as the Thirty-Six Li Zhu.

This copybook is also the foundation for the young man to establish his Taoism. Unfortunately, Zhang Hou's qualifications are average and his progress is slow. Now he can be regarded as a second-level monk.

These thirty-six words can be roughly divided into two sentences, and the content of the two sentences is quite obscure, which involves exegetical skills.

She explained the deep meaning to Zhang Hou based on her own sentence fragments, and then used the superior guidance method contained in the thirty-six characters of the copybook to help Zhang Hou embark on the path of spiritual cultivation.

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "When I was young, I once heard a friend, who was half an elder, talk about the relationship between words, words, sentences and meanings. He said that every word that makes up a sentence has weight. At that time, I just took notes.

I just lived there and didn't have a deep impression. Later I discovered that Wen Sheng originally wrote the "Correcting Names". I saw it in it at that time, "The names are well-known and used as metaphors, and the names are useful. When they are tired and written, the names are beautiful. Use them beautifully."

If you have both, you are called famous.' When I saw this, I suddenly understood. "

Xue Ruyi looked proud and pointed at the mahogany sword on the ground, "Stop talking nonsense, you know how to show off your knowledge. Hurry up, use the sword as a pen, write down the content, and I will help you break up the sentences."

At the moment, Chen Ping'an was feeling depressed. He didn't know what to say for a while. The copybook, which was regarded as a treasure by Xue Ruyi and the boy, was not complicated in fact. It only had thirty-six words anyway. There was indeed an ancient guide hidden in it.

Dharma, and Chen Pingan just glanced at it and saw its Taoist meaning, and found that it had some Taoist connections with one of the Three Mountains and the ritual system of the Confucian Temple. Of course Chen Pingan would not covet this "Taoist Book" of the rank of a magic weapon.

But the problem is that Xue Ruyi, a half-assed exegesis expert, broke up sentences for Zhang Hou. It cannot be said that she was completely wrong, but there must be errors. In Taoist books on the mountain, one word difference is often thousands of miles away from the topic. Otherwise, why would there be "one word" on the mountain?

A qigong practitioner like "Master"?

That is to say, the contents and Taoist formulas contained in that copybook are extremely pure and generous. If Zhang Hou followed Xue Ruyi's teachings and teachings to resolve doubts and practice the Taoist secrets from the Heavenly Book, he would have been led to misunderstandings and gone crazy.

Okay. Although Zhang Hou has average qualifications and is not a monastic genius, it will be extremely difficult for him to reach the cave realm in the future. However, under the teachings of Xue Ruyi, the young man has been practicing this guidance technique since he was a child. As a result, he is still a second-level qi practitioner.

It explains the problem very well.

Chen Pingan thought for a while and let it go. At worst, he would be kicked out of the house as someone with ulterior motives. He said straight to the point: "Miss Xue, that Zheng Zhong Zheng Sinong is naturally a very accomplished Confucian scholar, but he is

In the history of Confucianism, many details in exegesis are open to discussion. For example, some of his sentence fragments attracted a sage from the Confucian Temple with the same surname Zheng to criticize them word for word. Therefore, if Miss Xue copied Zheng Sinong's sentences and read them,

Law……"

Xue Ruyi's eyes were dark, "Have you seen that copybook?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "After reading it, I also know that there is a guidance method hidden in the copybook."

Xue Ruyi remained silent.

He used wooden candles to repair fire and ban all nations. He held candles in palaces and temples and spread eastward to the west of the sea. He was in Liusha Shuonan and the sound of teachings ended in the four seas.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand, took the peach wood sword in his hand, and began to write the thirty-six words on the ground, helping her to break up the sentences, and at the same time explaining to her in detail why this was so.

"Zheng Sinong divided the first eighteen characters into three sentences. Among them, 'fire ban' is read separately, and the meaning is incomprehensible. The word 'xiuhuo ban' is often found in rites and sages, which is evidence of the continuous text. If Zheng Sinong's interpretation is followed,

The responsibilities of the official in the ancient palace were too broad, so Zheng Sinong's exegesis was directly criticized by another sage as 'not saying goodbye'. Not saying goodbye means that it is not true. For scholars, it is a very serious criticism."

"As for the last eighteen characters, in fact, there has been controversy within the Confucian Temple, and it has indeed been quarreling for hundreds of years. However, according to the opinion of the literary sage, Xu Fuzi's interpretation of 'ji' and 'end' should be correct, ji, and .
To be continued...