Hsu Fengnian was surprised and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to take the opportunity to ask Taoist Master. If Buddha cannot be said and Dao cannot be said, then how can ordinary people become Buddha and attain Dao? "
The old Taoist and Hsu Fengnian sat across from each other across the stall. He twirled his beard and said, "I won't talk about the truth of words, but I'll just talk about some of the truths I've comprehended. How about it? Young master, you don't care about trifles, but you can be more magnanimous when it comes to big matters. I think you can calm down and listen to me. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "Okay."
He turned to Xu Yanbing and said, "Go buy a tray of steamed buns."
The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction. It was unknown whether he was satisfied with the tray of steamed buns or that the young master in front of him had finally entered the trap. When Xu Yanbing silently turned around, the old Taoist straightened his clothes and said slowly, "Cultivation is like climbing a mountain. The more you walk, the harder it is. Mount Longhu only wants to reach the top, as if it would be a disgrace to their ancestors if they don't have an ascended Taoist every sixty years. This is not right or wrong, but Mount Wudang doesn't cultivate this kind of Dao. I don't know when it started, but people only focus on the word 'longevity'. What's the difference between this and being an official and looking forward to the word 'first rank'? For us, cultivation is like reading books. Just like those novels about scholars and beauties that young masters read, in the end, it's still about getting to know each other at first sight. Reading those novels about scholars and beauties, in the end, it's still about getting to know each other at first sight. If you're lucky, you'll be in love with each other until your hair turns white. If you're unlucky, you'll hate each other and leave each other. If you're more explicit, a person's life is even more miserable, it's just about life and death. It's too boring to think about it this way. What do you think, young master? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and nodded, "I think so too."
The old Taoist continued, "In my opinion, when a person is reincarnated, the essence of walking is the word 'walk'. Walking through mountains, rivers, Jianghu, East, West, North, and South, it doesn't matter where you go. Along the way, you'll meet interesting people and boring things. Whether it's suffering or enjoying happiness, it's all just once in a hundred years. When you meet a good scenery, you can stop and take a look. When you have strength, you can continue. If you don't want to move, then don't move. Gentle and soft, hero's grave? Heh, those are just people who can't eat grapes and are complaining that they are sour. Why do you say that they only admire mandarin ducks and not immortals? I've been in this world, for a long time, a day, a thousand years, a thousand years in the world, a thousand years, a day, a thousand years, a thousand years, a year, a year, a year, a year, a year, a year, a year, a year.. but I, I, to be a year, I, to, to, I, to, to, in,,, I, a, a ', a, a, a, a a, a a, a't........ a....... In my life, I've been to more than six hundred Taoist temples, big and small. I've also been to more than three hundred temples to seek advice from the monks about Buddhism. "
Seeing that Hsu Fengnian was silent, the old Taoist coughed and reminded him in a low voice, "Young master, you should say something to make sense."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "I'm busy calculating how old you are now, old Taoist master, to be able to finish visiting the six hundred Taoist temples and three hundred temples."
The old Taoist shook his head and sighed, "I've long forgotten. I only remember that I married three women."
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. At this moment, Xu Yanbing brought back a tray of steamed buns and placed it on the stall. The old Taoist picked up a steaming steamed bun and blew on it fiercely before swallowing it whole. His face was filled with intoxication as he lifted his sleeve to wipe the oil stains on the corner of his mouth. He smiled and said, "My muscles and bones are frozen in spring and my meat is frozen in autumn. Even if I'm young and vigorous, I'm not afraid of the cold in spring.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Old Taoist master, can you calculate who I'm going to meet?"
The old Taoist master was about to grab the second steamed bun when he said casually, "Old woman Painted Grey."
Xu Yanbing's breath froze.
The old Taoist master was still indifferent. He smiled softly and said, "In the Jianghu, it's never a burden to have more skills. That's why I know a little about everything. I only know this because of my age. It's not much of a skill."
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "I know who you are, old Taoist master. It's just that Taoist master doesn't seem to follow the rules if he doesn't show his face. Why? Do you want to avenge your Beimang Empress by using my head to repay the debt of Xu Huainan and Diwu Raccoon's heads? "
The old Taoist smiled and said, "Do you really know who I am?"
Hsu Fengnian frowned and said, "I'm really confused. I heard that Li Xiaoxin of the Two Zen Temples had already pulled down the Hovering Mountain to crush the Qilin Immortal who was carrying a sword."
The old Taoist master laughed and flicked his fingers on his left shoulder. A young Taoist with a charming appearance 'floated' out of his right hand. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and carried a long sword on his back. He bowed to Hsu Fengnian with his hands folded.
The old Taoist flicked his fingers and another old Taoist 'floated' out from his left. He had a sage-like demeanor and held a horsetail whisk in his hand. He twirled his beard and smiled.
This Qilin Immortal had clearly been killed by Tuoba Bodhisattva at the Yellow River after crossing the river.
The old Taoist master who had been sitting on the stool clapped his hands and a young Taoist priest 'ran' out in front of him. It was the child who appeared beside the King of the North Courtyard, Xu Huainan. The old Taoist master held a bun in one hand and stroked the little Taoist boy's head with the other. "Hsu Fengnian, this is the second time we've met."
The scene here was strange but the passersby on the street were unaware of it.
The old Taoist master swallowed the bun and clapped his hands. He smiled and said, "The three state advisors of Beimang were killed by Li Xiaoxin, Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Yi Yiliu respectively. They were only dead but not dead. It's not enough for outsiders to know. After killing the three corpses and pulling out the nine worms, the Saint did not explain it in detail. The people were confused and confused. I wandered around and thought that it was the reason of my past life, present life, and future life. These three Qilin Immortals of the Tao Sect were me and not me. I was them without a doubt. They were very busy but I was very free. I was so free that I wandered around Beimang for three sixty years. I was so free that I saw the three married women slowly grow from young to old women. I was so free that I even met the Fourth Ancestor Lu. "
Hsu Fengnian seemed to not know what to say and could only reach out to take a bun to 'calm down'. He did not expect that the young state advisor who was playing around his knees would slap it away. He felt a burning pain on the back of his hand. Hsu Fengnian was stunned and quickly waved his hand to signal Xu Yanbing who was already filled with murderous intent to not make a move.
The old Taoist master knocked on the little Immortal Qilin's head and bent down to pick up the bun and pass it to His Royal Highness. "Reading books and chasing the deer. How much you gain from reading books is how much you lose from chasing the deer. Daoism is to Qingshan. There is nothing outside Daoism but Qingshan has something. I'm called Taoist Master Sifang. My real name is Yuan Qingshan. I've been cultivating for three sixty years and am about to ascend. I do have a favor to ask of you today. "
Hsu Fengnian reached out his left hand to take the bun and did not tremble at all.
Yuan Qingshan said seriously, "I'm asking for a copper coin from His Royal Highness for a nameless disciple of Daoism Sect."
Hsu Fengnian held the bun and did not move at all.
The old Taoist master smiled and said, "Your Highness can reply after tasting the bun."
Hsu Fengnian hesitated for a moment and followed the old Taoist master to swallow the bun in one mouth. He slapped the copper coin on the stall.
The old Taoist master picked up the copper coin and flicked his finger. The copper coin flew thousands of miles away. Standing up, the three Qilin state advisors' merged 'into the body of the Taoist master with the surname Yuan. Before the sloppy old Taoist left, he left four words of advice.
"Your Highness, go to Mount Wudang more often. It's beneficial and harmless."
"Xu Longxiang was destined to die. Before I ascend, I'll leave him a chance to live, but it's only a chance."
"Zhenwu was originally a celestial, why did he come to the mortal world? You'll die if you underestimate Wang Xianzhi, who won't lose to Zhenwu in the future. "
"After Li Yufu used up his merit and fortune to help others ascend, he killed all the immortals fishing in the clouds. Therefore, no one in the world can ascend. People in the mortal world do things in the mortal world. I, Yuan Qingshan, am not as good as Wudang's Li Yufu! "
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