The old master didn't want to say much, but when he thought about the teacher and student's fight, although he was not personally circulated, he had some friendship, so he sighed slightly:

"You are the supervisor, and you may be the cabinet master in the future."

As a middle-aged monk who was "supervisor", he hurriedly bowed and said, "I dare not."

The old master glanced at him indifferently and continued:

"The higher the position, the larger the pattern you need. Only by having a big pattern can you stand high, see far, and know where to go. The pattern is not big, and you see narrowly and go in the wrong direction, the higher the position, the worse the fall."

"People in the world only know how to seek fame and fortune and power, but do not know how to bear the pattern, and control it with the heart of Tao. If the pattern is not big and the heart of Tao is not strong, they will be swallowed by fame, fortune and power, and will lead to disasters that will be destroyed..."

The old master pointed to the sky and asked the supervisor, "What is the emperor?"

The supervisor frowned and said, "The Taoist lineage, who is in charge of the Tao of heaven and inherits the fortune of the people, is the emperor."

The old master shook his head and pointed at the supervisor and said, "You are the emperor."

The surveillance officer felt cold sweat suddenly and said in a trembling voice: "Ge Lao..."

The old master pointed at himself again, "I am also the 'Son of Heaven'."

The supervisor was stunned.

"Not only you and me..." The old master pointed to the monks around him, with different levels of realms, rich and poor, "...these people are all 'Son of Heaven'."

The sergeant was stunned and thoughtful.

The old master said: "When people live in the world, they all step on the ground and their heads are above the sky."

"In this world, everyone is born with heaven and earth, so everyone is the 'Son of Heaven' and the master of this world."

"All the monks in the world seek the way of heaven. Therefore, this heaven is the heaven of the people in the world, not the heaven of the Taoist court..."

The sergeant frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he felt helpless in his heart. He thought to himself that the old master was old after all, and he said these unrealistic, big and empty words.

The old master looked at the supervisor and sighed in his heart.

The atmosphere became dull for a moment and no one spoke.

The monks around came and went, noisy, but no one seemed to notice the two men of the Pavilion.

The supervisor was silent for a moment and asked again: "Why are you raising Taixu Sect like this?"

The old master said calmly: "The first thing they have won is for the Tao themselves, so how can we talk about praise?"

"The Master of Ge, the leader of the four sects, has a completely different meaning from the two titles "Three Mountains and Four Sects"..." The supervisor whispered.

"That was decided by Tianquan Pavilion, what does it have to do with me?" said the old lady.

The supervisor was helpless, "The predecessor of the Three Mountains of Taixu, but..."

The old master shook his head, "Old Huangsheng, what are you talking about now?"

The supervisor has nothing to say.

The old master looked at the supervisor indifferently and asked, "Are you all working?"

The sergeant was stunned, then his face turned pale, "I..."

Master Ge said: "You have wrists, backgrounds, and relationships that can move. These are all very good. There is indeed nothing more suitable for this 'Gei' position than you. But the previous sentence is still the same. Before you want to get something, you must have the ability to sit in this position."

The supervisor bowed and said, "Yes..."

Master Ge sighed, "I am old and have no energy. I can't be a master Ge for a long time."

"Studying this game is also the last game I played."

"The result of this game of chess is obviously not satisfied. Since they are not satisfied, they naturally want to find another person who can satisfy them..."

The cabinet master looked at the supervisor.

The supervisor showed shame and lowered his head.

The old master said nothing, so he waved his hand, "Okay, the time is almost over, you go back... Since you want something, then go and fight for it. Once you get it, then go and do it well. This book is not wrong. Don't be careful, and don't be embarrassed."

The supervisor said with his head: "Yes."

Then he looked up at Master Ge, "Then you..."

The old man said calmly: "I'm old, I'm impatient and let me be calm for a while..."

Seeing that the old master looked tired, the stern sighed, got up and bowed deeply, "Take care."

The old master said "yes" lightly.

The steward kept bowing, and his body gradually disappeared and left the tea shop.

Only the Ge Lao was left on the scene, and the chessboard in front of him.

Seeing that the supervisor had left, the old master's originally tired mood disappeared, and his expression became relaxed.

He began to pack up the chessboard in front of him, and glanced at the distance, staring at the gate of Yundu City.

In front of the city gate, there were traffic and people were like a tide.

After a stick of incense, a thin young figure appeared in the crowd.

The old man raised his eyebrows and his heart moved slightly.

This is his first time watching this child from a close distance.

At first glance, I felt very stunning, with a gentle face as jade, a clear gaze as water, and a bright and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

"What a handsome child..."

But when I looked at it for a second time, I felt a little scary.

The fate is fierce, the great evil gathers, the main road is added, the earth resonates, the great good and evil are intertwined, and there are various unpredictable auras of gods, demons, good and evil.

These causes and effects coexist in a "person".

Even the Ge Lao took a breath.

"Is this...who raised the little monster..."

Master Ge was stunned and looked at the ink painting silently.

Mo Hua mixed in the noisy crowd, entered Yundu City, walked straight to the ferry, looked up at the sky, probably because it was still early, so he found a restaurant next to him to eat noodles.

Sitting in the crowded city, Mo Hua was eating noodles alone.

It seems that he is just a young monk who has left his hometown and wandered alone. He can't tell at all that he is the youngest brother of the Taixu Sect, the leader of the two generations of formations, the first person to study swordsmanship, the slaughter of thousands of demons, and the disintegrator of the Huangtian Blood Sacrifice Formation.

"With the light and dust..."

The old man's pupils trembled slightly, and he was a little lost for a moment.

People were coming and going around, and Mo Hua was still eating noodles in a slight manner alone.

The seven pavilions of the Daoting Pavilion and the powerful and unfathomable pavilion of Tianshu Pavilion sat in the distance, looking at Mo Hua for no reason for eating a whole bowl of noodles.

It was not until Mo Hua finished eating the noodles and drank the soup that Master Ge came to his senses, sighed softly, and said to himself:

"It's time to leave."

His purpose was achieved.

He came to Yundu City because he calculated the movements of Mo Hua. He was curious and wanted to look at him before Mo Hua left.

Now that I have seen this eye, it is natural to leave.

The old master put away the chessboard and received it halfway. He was stunned and looked up and just touched Mo Hua's gaze.

The ink painting seemed to have also crossed the crowd and looked at him.

Master Ge was surprised, "Did this child... see me?"

But Mo Hua seemed to have just glanced at something in an instant, and then moved away.

After moving away, Mo Hua looked confused and glanced around, not knowing whether he was looking at something or looking for something.

After searching for a while, the Mo Hua couldn't find it, and finally his eyes fell on the Ge Lao again.

To be more precise, it fell on the chessboard in front of the cabinet master.

Then, Mo Hua raised her head and saw the old man in front of the chessboard in a hazy way, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The old master looked surprised and looked at Mo Hua, stood up, walked straight towards him, and walked all the way to him.

Mo Hua first looked at the chessboard, then looked up at Ge Lao, with an expectant look on his face and asked:

"Sir, can you play chess?"

The old master nodded.

Mo Hua thought to himself, and then asked, "Old sir, why don't we do it?"

The old master pondered and didn't say anything.

Mo Hua explained: "I want to sit on Yundu, but it's still early and it's fine. I saw you playing chess alone, so I want to play with you for a while."

The old master became a little interested and asked, "Why do you want to go to me?"

Mo Hua looked at Ge Lao and said with a firm look on his face: "Your beard and demeanor are obviously a master of chess!"
To be continued...