Blind for three years, all my students have become saints

No.1 pure place, Mount Putuo.

One of the peaks, Foding Mountain, is the backyard of Huiji Zen Temple.

Among the silence of the grass and trees, there was a sound of reading.

"The five principles of morality, virtue, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety are one body..."

A young man with a simple and honest appearance was standing next to a rocking chair and began to recite the original chapter of "Su Shu".

Lying on the rocking chair, a middle-aged man with some wrinkles on his forehead and some silver threads on his temples was rocking the chair while closing his eyes and listening to what the young man was reciting.

"... A wise man and a gentleman know the way of prosperity and decline, and know everything..."

When he came to this point, the young man suppressed his blush, as if he had used all his strength, but he could not remember the content behind it.

As expected, an ancient book flew over.

With a "pop" sound, it hit him on the head.

Then there was an angry curse.

"It's been a month and you can't even recite the original chapter? How can you continue my path?"

The young man's face turned red and he did not dare to speak. He just bent down to pick up the ancient book on the ground and handed it over respectfully with both hands. At the same time, he was too ashamed to raise his head to look at the middle-aged man.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Lao Xia was so angry that he wanted to wake up this lump and help him regain consciousness.

But in the end, Lao Xia just sighed and reached out to take the ancient book.

"Forget it, I don't blame you. If I want to blame that old bastard Puyin, I asked him to find a scholar for me, but he found a stupid person like you instead. What a mistake!"

Lao Xia shook his head and sighed, feeling helpless.

He originally wanted to transfer the path of cultivation he learned from "Su Shu" to the young man in front of him.

Then he can comprehend a road that leads directly to the Canghai Realm.

Unexpectedly, things backfired.

The young man in front of him named Ling Changkong is not only loyal and honest, but also has a dull personality and does not know how to be flexible.

This also made Lao Xia feel a little disappointed at first.

But in his heart, he still held some hope. He wanted Ling Changkong to memorize the "Su Shu" first, and then pass on the spiritual path he had understood to this young man.

As a result, over the past month, Lao Xia was disappointed every time he heard Ling Changkong's endorsement.

By now, Lao Xia no longer had any hope.

He even wanted to find that old bastard Puyin and beat him up a few times. It was so irritating!

Ling Changkong lowered his head, as if he had made a big mistake, even breathing carefully.

Lao Xia took a look at this young man and knew that he had such a personality and a kind heart, but he was not very clear-headed.

In this case, let alone one month, even if you give him one, three, or even five years, he will not be able to memorize "Su Shu", let alone realize anything.

So, Lao Xia stood up from the rocking chair, put his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in the yard, thinking about a solution.

After a moment, he said, "Okay, raise your head..."

When he saw Ling Changkong standing up straight, but still lowering his eyes, not daring to look at himself, Lao Xia took a deep breath and continued, "Now that things have come to a point, I won't force it anymore.

It’s not your fault that you can’t memorize ancient books. It’s because I was too demanding before. The path of cultivation I learned from books may not be suitable for you..."

Ling Changkong mustered up his courage this time and finally dared to look at Lao Xia, but he quickly looked back, with a look of doubt in his eyes, but he did not dare to ask out loud.

Lao Xia caught his little movement and knew what he wanted to ask, so he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry, since that old bastard gave you to me, I will be responsible for your practice."

Lao Xia pondered, "You are not suitable to continue my path, then I will point you in a direction. The method is a bit stupid, but it is very suitable for you."

After Ling Changkong heard that Lao Xia was about to give him advice, he quickly clasped his hands and bowed, making a gesture of listening.

Lao Xia ignored him and continued, "The five realms of Tibetan weapons proposed by the god do not necessarily require you to practice step by step. Maybe you can find another way and work together.

To put it simply, it means practicing together in the five directions, finally integrating them and reaching the Chaoyang Realm..."

Having said this, Lao Xia glanced at Ling Changkong and saw the doubt in his eyes, so he continued to explain without giving in.

“…For example, you are based on the five elements of heaven and earth, which are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Then, the power of the five elements between heaven and earth is taken into the body, purified, and finally integrated into one, forming a closed loop of the five elements to achieve the state of endless life and death.

If you can do it, you can go directly to the Rising Sun Realm.

Of course, this method is difficult, takes a long time, and may even fail.

But depending on your personality, as long as you are willing to calm down, feel, ponder and integrate with your heart, there may be a day when the iron pestle can be ground into a needle. "

Based on the five elements of heaven and earth?

Practicing together?

Ling Changkong was stunned. He felt like opening up a new world. His mind was so excited that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After Lao Xia finished talking about this method, he sighed softly and said to himself, "Actually, there is more than just this method. There are too many sceneries that can correspond to the five realms of Tibetan Weapons.

The Five Elements, the Five Internal Organs, the Five Classics, the Five Emperors, etc., may all lead to the Chaoyang Realm.

However, there are very few practitioners who can think of this and have the courage to take it, and so far no one has succeeded. "

Looking at Ling Changkong again, he found that he had not come back to his senses. Lao Xia smiled in relief, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the backyard with a smile, heading to the small courtyard next to Puji Zen Temple.

As he walked, he looked at the clouds rolling in the sky. His mood suddenly became clearer, and a smile appeared on his face.

Also at this moment.

This strange man who discovered a path of spiritual practice from the "Su Shu" began to collapse his own path and determined to start over from scratch to fulfill the promise he had made.

"I feel comfortable. From now on, the morals, benevolence, justice and etiquette in the world have nothing to do with me. I just want my family to be happy..."

However, the thought of his mother-in-law abandoning herself and her daughter three months ago and running away to Magu Mountain made Lao Xia itch with hatred.

"This stinky bitch, you really didn't slap your fangjie tiles for three days. When you come back, if you don't spank your butt red, you won't be sorry for the firewood I burned in the past three months..."

Lao Xia thought this way. When he stepped into the small courtyard, he didn't see anyone before he heard the sound of three "bone dragons", crying for food.

"Dad, what are you doing here? Hurry up and cook, Qi Lao and I are going to starve to death."

"Old man Xia, hurry up and give me a meal. There are other things to do later."

"Lao Xia, come on!" (End of chapter)