"Senior, thank you for your help before. I'll give you a glass of toast you." Wangchuan raised his glass and looked at the old Taoist priest opposite and said.

The old Taoist priest happily accepted it, put down his hand with half of the braised pig claws, and picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. "You guy is not bad, but it's just a bit too hypocritical."

"I would like to ask for advice from my seniors, and I will listen carefully." If the old Taoist priest had put it in the past, Wangchuan would definitely be angry. But at this moment, since he had a drink with the old Taoist priest, he had already planned to open his heart. The old Taoist priest is a Taoist, and with such profound cultivation, his understanding of Tao and life must be far beyond his. The ancients said that listening to your words is better than reading for ten years, and he can only ask for advice at this moment.

"It's not a question of giving advice. You kid think about the past. On the one hand, you are kind-hearted and want to be a good person, and on the other hand, you are ruthless and decisive. Yes, right? If you don't say it far away, just talk about what happened last night. If you really have good thoughts, why don't you keep a glimmer of hope?" The old Taoist priest changed his previous playful jokes and laughed solemnly at Wangchuan.

The old Taoist priest's words rippled in Wangchuan's heart. Hearing his tone, he seemed to know Wangchuan's past very well, which surprised Wangchuan. Looking back on the past, take the matter of Moyan Town as an example. He was blinded by hatred and wanted to take revenge. He was willing to deal with Guihai Yice and uncle, and his third uncle's family. However, during the revenge, he passed on his hatred to all the people in Moyan Town that he was displeased with, burned his anger on these people, and even said such cruel words as "I wish to slaughter all my sins with the Shura Sword."

But when he witnessed the tragic situation of those people's death, he fell into self-blame again, especially when facing Bai Xiao's death, his heart was even more shaken, just because Bai Xiao gave him the trust that others had not given?

I think of Duan Tianyao and the three brothers of Lu last night, and I could have saved them a life, but why did they lose their vitality? Is it really because they committed sins before and repeatedly forced each other to make them ruthless? Isn’t want to kill the heavens, but I have committed murder again and again. If this is the case, why do I treat Miss Qin'er differently? Didn’t Miss Qin'er commit sins?

Wangchuan thought about it and was really a hypocritical person. He even delayed his hypocrisy.

"What I criticized for is that I am really a hypocritical person." Wangkawa picked up the wine glass and drank it all. His mood was so bad that he had become the kind of person he hated the most.

"It is not too bad to be able to recognize yourself and use it to admit it. All things have spirits. Everything in this world is not only evil but good. Good and evil only exist in a thought. Those who are obsessed with the beginning of human beings, and those who are inherently evil or are inherently good are fools. Only by having a heart of goodness and doing justice can they be the right way, and you can understand it." The old Taoist priest said earnestly.

Although Wangchuan agreed with the old Taoist priest's words, he still had doubts in his heart.

"As the saying goes, if a house is not swept, how can you sweep the world? Senior, look at this world of unfair things like crucian carp, evil people are in power, and the weak are suffering. If a person maintains three meals a day and cannot protect his relatives, how can he do justice?"

"If the country prospers, the people will prosper. If the country is suffering, the people will suffer. Otherwise, this is the reason. Being kind-hearted, teaching and educating people, giving food and treating diseases, treating relatives well, punishing evil and promoting good are all things that ordinary people can do. If everyone follows this principle, why is the world not peaceful? The ancients said that family affairs and national affairs are concerned about everything. It is precisely because of unfair things and suffering from dire straits that a person needs to serve the court and seek welfare for the country and the country. Worry about the world before worrying about the world, and then enjoying the world after being happy. If you are rich, you will benefit the world. This is about the heart, not about the level of ability."

"I dare to ask seniors, what is a just thing?" Wangchuan asked.

The old Taoist smiled with satisfaction, picked up the wine glass and drank a sip of wine, and said, "Build a mind for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, carry forward the unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to all ages. This is justice, the right way for heaven and earth!"

A bolt from the blue! The old Taoist priest's words were like the thunder in summer, which shocked Wangchuan. "Set up his mind for the heaven and earth, establish his destiny for the living people, inherit his unique knowledge for the past saints, and bring peace to the ages. This is justice." He pondered the old Taoist's words, as if he had been drought for a long time, which made him find light in the darkness of the past and guide his future path.

Although he had studied in a private school for a few years and had heard some of his teacher's teachings, when he encountered trouble, his teacher's teachings had long been left behind by him. He was angry with all the injustice, but his heart was so narrow that he could only pretend to be his parents. When he wanted to eliminate all sins, he was addicted to hatred and grief and could not extricate himself.

Some of the old Taoist priest's words were enlightened, which made him realize it. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully at the old Taoist priest, "The words of the seniors are enlightened, and I will benefit a lot from it."

Wangchuan's behavior attracted the attention of the waiter and the shopkeeper. The old Taoist glanced out of his light, and the two of them felt a trace of their hearts, turned their heads to avoid the old Taoist's gaze.

"Get up!" said the old Taoist priest while drinking.

Wangchuan did not get up, but knelt on the ground and said, "Senior, I have a reluctant request, please agree."

"Oh? I'm not kind of asking for you, then don't say it anymore. I'm poor and have no body. Even if I have the heart, I can't stand it!"

Wangchuan kowtowed anxiously and said, "I beg you to accept me as your disciple. If the senior doesn't agree, I will kneel down and not get up."

"Hey, boy, are you threatening the old Taoist? Get up quickly and get up. You kneel down like this and ask others to see me?" The old Taoist scolded, but his eyes were very playful, as if he was deliberately refusing, and wanted to see Wangchuan appear ugly.

Wangchuan said: "The ancients said that teachers were preaching, learning, and resolving doubts. The predecessors were knowledgeable, understood the way of heaven, and caring for the world. The younger generation only wanted to be influenced by the predecessors, hoping that one day they could do some good deeds for the people in the world."

The old Taoist priest stared at Wangchuan's clear eyes and looked at him. Seeing that he was so sincere, he said, "Well, you get up and talk first."

Wangchuan stood up and returned to the table, looking at the old Taoist priest with hope. The old Taoist priest stroked his white beard and said, "The world is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs. Do you know why people in the world still need to practice Taoism?"

Wangchuan fell into deep thoughts, and the great way was ruthless. Why do people still need to practice Taoism? For example, Guihai Yicai practice Taoism in order to bully the weak; Sai Xishi and Luqi practice Taoism in order to punish evil and promote good; while the demon clan like Qin'er will be born to perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The demon clan has endured so many restrictions on heaven and earth and still practice Taoism. I think it should be to strengthen itself and resist external humiliation.

After thinking for a while, he spoke, "I am foolish in my opinion, the great way is ruthless, and the Taoist practitioners are constantly pursuing the power of understanding the sky and the earth, and to change their destiny against the heavens. Either strengthen yourself, resist external humiliation, bully the weak, or eliminate evil and promote good... In short, all this is about the heart, and to change their destiny against the heavens."

The old Taoist priest nodded, "The son can teach you. The great way is three thousand, but the law is upright and clear, the way seems ruthless but has sentiments, and the great way has a thread for all sentient beings. Those who practice Taoism should follow the way of heaven, but people's hearts are unpredictable. To go against heaven and change their destiny is not against the laws of the great way, but seeking change in a straight line. However, all living beings are mostly attached to the small way and focus on secular interests, so people's hearts are not old and their righteousness does not exist."

“…”

As the sky gradually became late, Wangchuan and the old Taoist priest drank the wine until the fishing fire began. The two talked for a long time. Although the old Taoist priest did not mention the matter of accepting disciples, Wangchuan felt that he had gained a lot. Many of the questions originally hidden in his heart were released one by one, and he admired the old Taoist priest's erudition.

"Boy, I'm not drinking you in vain for this meal?" The old Taoist priest shook his wine gourd in his arms, opened the bottle stopper, and a stream of wine came to his nose. He was intoxicated and his nose moved slightly from time to time.

"I'm so lucky to be able to get the excuse of you after seeing this from me."

The old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction, "Well... you are quite knowledgeable. Let me tell you, not everyone in the world is as lucky as you. If the old Taoist is unhappy, even if the royal power and wealth promise, I will not look at it directly."

Wangchuan did not question the old Taoist priest. After all, he did not understand the affairs of the world of cultivation, so he had no specific concept of the profound cultivation. There may be many monks with high cultivation in this world, but Wangchuan has never seen the power of those people. At present, he only saw that the old Taoist priest had the ability to turn the clouds and rain when he raised his hand. Even Hu Qiner, who had been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, could not even make a move in his hands. If he was not the best in the world, who would believe it? At least Wangchuan believed it.

"That's natural, senior, I don't know where you are going next?" Wangchuan thought to himself, if the old Taoist priest was on the same journey with him, then there would be more time to ask him for advice.

"Yanyun Yehe, wherever you go, why do you want to rely on me?" said the old Taoist priest with a smile.

Wangchuan had an idea and his eyes turned around and said, "Senior, I am about to go to Jingzhou. Why not go with you next time? You can take care of me on the road, so I can ask you more advice."

"It should be the second best thing. After all, you should be thinking about this little thing in my belly." The old Taoist priest exposed Wangchuan's trick, and Wangchuan suddenly felt embarrassed.

At this time, the old Taoist priest stood up, put the wine gourd around his waist, and said to Wangchuan: "Boy, seeing that you sincerely seek the Tao, I will give you a chance. If you can reach the top of Fengming Mountain within an hour, then the old Taoist will pass on you some superficial methods. Otherwise, you and I will return to the bridge and the road, how about it?"

Did the old Taoist priest agree to accept me as his disciple? Wangchuan was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Senior, are you really willing to accept me as his disciple?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Wangchuan and said, "It's not that easy to let me accept you as a disciple. Remember, you only have one hour." The old Taoist priest looked at Wangchuan with a smile, then calmly disappeared from the air and disappeared into the inn.

"Senior, senior..." Wangchuan still asked about the specific location of Fengming Mountain. Seeing that the old Taoist priest was gone, he complained in his heart, "Senior, why are you anxious? You can explain it clearly before leaving."

Then he thought of the old Taoist priest's conditions. One hour said it was not long or short. He didn't know where the location of Fengming Mountain was. If it was thousands of miles away, what should he do? He hurriedly picked up the salute, turned around and rushed to the counter, "Shopkeeper, ask you something."

"Master, you said," the shopkeeper was happily planning.

"Shopkeeper, do you know Fengmingshan?" Wangchuan inquired.

"This master, Fengmingshan is well known," said the shopkeeper with a smile.

"How do you say this?" Wangchuan knew that the shopkeeper must have known where Fengming Mountain was, so his anxious expression was slightly relaxed.

"According to legend, a golden phoenix flew into the mountains, the passing people heard the sound of the phoenix singing in the mountains. The news spread wildly, and people from all directions went to look for the traces of the primitive bird but returned in disgrace... and then it was left alone."

The shopkeeper briefly told the story of Fengmingshan, then sighed and said, "Hey... these are stories passed down by the older generation, and they cannot be true. Besides, the Phoenix is ​​a divine bird in the sky, and it is not something that ordinary people can see. Master, after hearing the conversation you had with the old Taoist priest just now, you don't really plan to go to Fengmingshan, right?"

Wangchuan nodded and said, "Can you know where Fengming Mountain is? How many miles away from Hongnong?"

The shopkeeper said, "This master, please give up. The old Taoist priest deliberately made things difficult for you. Fengming Mountain is far away from Hongnong, and it is about two or three hundred miles away. If you want to climb to the top of Fengming Mountain in one hour, it is simply a fantasy."

Wangchuan complained in his heart when he heard this. The old Taoist who was not interested in Siliu was really angry. It was obvious that he didn't want to accept me as his disciple. If you really don't want to accept me as his disciple, you can just say it, so why bother me?

Then I thought about it, those who are the masters who always set up problems to test their nature and talent when accepting disciples. Is the old Taoist asking me such a difficult problem? Is it because I want to test me? No, I can't give up now. I must make the old Taoist accept my disciple with conscience. Even if it is not as I thought, I will ask him in person why he wants to tease me.

But if you arrive for one hour at a distance of two or three hundred miles, how can you accomplish this? The old Taoist priest really gave me a huge problem! I have conquered the desert thousands of miles away, but I am still afraid of just two hundred miles. If you fight, you can't let the old Taoist priest underestimate me.

"Shopkeeper, check out." Wangchuan made up his mind and was full of confidence.

"For review, there are 237 taels in total." The shopkeeper looked at Wangchuan with a smile, rubbing each other with his big hands.

Wangchuan was shocked. After eating more than 200 taels of silver in one meal, the old Taoist priest could really make it, but thinking about the harvest today, it was not something that could be bought with silver, so he immediately balanced his mind. Fortunately, some silver was found from Duan Yaohui and the Lu brothers, which was enough to pay for the wine. He took out two silver notes from his arms and put them on the counter, "Shopkeeper, please point me, you don't need to find this money."

"Master, do you really believe in the old Taoist priest's words and go to Fengming Mountain?" The writer glanced at the silver notes on the counter, looking at Wangchuan in a little puzzled way. He knew it was impossible. Isn't it too stupid?

"Well, since you have made an agreement, you will naturally go. The shopkeeper, please give me some advice," Wangchuan said.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper didn't say anything more, "Master, you left the south gate and walked for ten miles. There was a fork. You walked along the path to the east. After passing through a forest, you could see a mountain that towered into the sky, which was Fengming Mountain."

"Thank you, the shopkeeper." Wangchuan rushed out of the inn.

The inn shopkeeper held the purple clay pot and sucked tea, "I am another person who wants to practice Taoism and be crazy, what a pity."

Wangchuan ran to the south gate. At this moment, there were more and more pedestrians on the street. The more they went to the city, the more pedestrians were crowded, and the whole street was blocked and the carriages were difficult to move. Seeing this, Wangchuan simply jumped and flew up to the roof. He moved like a rabbit on the roof, running like a wind, and speeding up.

After leaving the south city gate, as the inn shopkeeper said, he rushed for about ten miles. Two forks suddenly appeared in front of him, one went straight to the south, and a small path with shoulder widths of two people stretched in the southeast direction until the black woods ahead.

Wangchuan wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and the long-term speed made his clothes wet. Thinking about it, he had only advanced ten miles, and there were nearly two hundred miles ahead waiting for him. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and took the step and walked along the path into the dark woods.

At this moment, a small crescent moon was hanging in the dark air, very dim. From time to time, some strange sounds of birds came from the woods, which made people feel furious. Wangchuan just rushed into the woods and frightened the strange birds flying around. Several black feathers and sharp beaked birds flew towards him. Wangchuan, who was galloping, quickly reached out to cover his eyes. The birds hit his arms directly, and their sharp claws grabbed a series of thin scars.

Before he could cry out for pain, he tripped up by something under his feet and fell to the ground, gnawing on the mud.

"Phhhh..." He got up and rubbed his waist, looking at the faint shadows of trees around him, the moonlight entered the forest, dim and pale, Wangchuan shuddered, "What the hell."

Just as he was about to enter the depths of the woods, a crisp sound of a broken branch suddenly came into his ears. He felt a little nervous. Someone followed him? Could it be Feng Mingxuan's person? He smiled bitterly in his heart. What kind of evil did I do? Why did I compete with Feng Ming?

"Brother, did this boy find us?" Ten feet away from Wangchuan, two people stood on the top of the canopy of a towering tree, wearing black night-mounted clothes, one of them whispered.

Another man in black glared at him and muttered with a laugh: "Let you be careful and take my words to the ears?!"

He continued to gallop without moving. His spiritual sense had already been released and enveloped around him. It was obvious that four people were following him without any haste. He secretly pulled out the black cone that he had taken from Duan Tianyao's hand and was ready to face the attack of four men in black at any time.

The man in black who led the lead whispered: "I probably didn't find us, brothers, prepare to go!"
Chapter completed!