Teacher is too tough
Chapter 162 Wang Xuan 1 Discussion on Dao
Chapter 162 Wang Xuanyi Discusses the Dao
The cold moonlight sprinkled in this small and inconspicuous courtyard, the shadows of the trees whirled, and it was peaceful.
Looking at the scenery in the courtyard through the window, Wang Xuanyi sighed softly.
This small courtyard was where he used to live as a disciple. After becoming the master of Laojun Temple, he lived in the apse of the Sanqing Hall in the back mountain most of the time, and occasionally returned to this small courtyard for a few days. It can be seen that he is a nostalgic person.
It has been a hundred years since I stepped into this mountain gate.
In the past, my mind was undecided, and what I yearned for was the joy of fighting against the sword. At that time, I thought it was because I was too young and my practice was too shallow, so I practiced hard and cultivated my character quietly. But I have reached this age, and that kind of yearning still has not faded away. go.
So he no longer suppressed his original mind, and went as soon as he wanted to. After practicing to his level, and then going up, who would know what was right and what was wrong?
Several trips down the mountain, although the effect does not seem to be great, but there is a faint feeling that there are already signs of further progress.
However, no matter how far you go, you still have to return to this mountain in the end.
This mountain has become his root and his bondage.
In the quiet night, five figures entered the courtyard door one by one, and walked towards the room.
Wang Xuanyi sighed softly again, pinched his brows, and complained angrily in a low voice: "You still come in the middle of the night? It's almost like a fly that smells of excrement."
The five old Taoist priests invariably paused for a while, and then continued to move forward in unison.
Tao Sanshan, who was obese and had a very wide Taoist robe, showed a bit of anger on his face, and muttered a few words in an inaudible voice, as if he was cursing.
Xu Yixian, the sixth child who was walking beside him, suddenly said loudly: "What? What are you talking about, Brother Fifth? What shit, where did the shit come from here?"
Tao Sanshan's face darkened, and he was about to speak, when Wang Xuanyi smiled through the window: "Old Wu, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have lost a lot of weight, without my supervision, I wonder if your cultivation will not advance but retreat? Come, let's learn from each other."
Tao Sanshan's chubby face trembled, and he said angrily to the four senior brothers who were traveling with him: "Eldest brother just returned to the mountain, he must be tired, I told you it's too late, come back tomorrow, you must listen, you must come today, If I don't come, you still insist on dragging me, you simply don't know how to be considerate of senior brother!"
Old Sigu read his finger and was always reticent, he only glanced at Tao Sanshan and didn't say anything.
The youngest Zhao Xuanzai, who is proficient in medical science and good at alchemy, was stunned and said: "You are over 100 years old, why are you still talking nonsense with your eyes open, didn't you ask us to come here?"
The unsmiling second son Qi Shouben, who was in charge of punishment, frowned and said, "Fifth, as an elder, you must pay attention to your words and deeds, and set an example. How can you learn from the rascals at the bottom of the mountain, dare to act or not?"
Xu Yixian, the sixth child with three chopsticks stuck in a bun on his head, finally said earnestly, "Fifth Senior Brother, I didn't blame you, you have to correct your problems."
Tao Sanshan looked at the four senior brothers with a pair of small eyes, his face was stiff, and he turned to Wang Xuanyi to change the subject and said, "Senior brother looks radiant and energetic, but what do you gain from going down the mountain this time?"
The five people entered the house, each found a place to sit down, Wang Xuan said together: "There are some gains, I told you before that there is still a realm after the universe, and now the scene behind the threshold can be seen more clearly."
Tao Sanshan was stunned, wondering if he was afraid that his elder brothers would complain that he always went down the mountain to wander, so he was talking nonsense, doubtful: "Tell me."
The other four old Taoist priests looked at their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts, and they didn't say a word, obviously they didn't believe it either.
Wang Xuanyi glanced at the five people, and said slowly: "In martial arts practice, 72 great orifices are opened, and a small Zhoutian is formed in the body. Nianhai generates Yuan Qi, which is for the primordial realm. I don't need to say more about that?"
Tao Sanshan held back his small old eyes and didn't turn them up. He was talking about things after the Qiankun Realm, but he started talking from the Primordial Realm, and it was obvious that he was going to talk nonsense again.
The other four people still watched their noses, noses, and hearts, as if they were in meditation.
Wang Xuan said, "However, have you ever thought about what it looks like in the sea of thoughts after stepping into the Qiankun realm, and why is this realm called the Qiankun realm?"
Tao Sanshan frowned and said: "After opening 360 small orifices, the body will form a big circle, and at this time, Yuan Qi can communicate with the heaven and earth to replenish the sea of thoughts. Through further practice, the Yuan Qi in the sea of thoughts will begin to divide into clear and turbid. The clear ones rise, the turbid ones sink, and the dichotomy is clear."
I was stunned at this point, and my face became serious: "Elder brother, what you mean is that the rising of the clear is the sky, and the sinking of the turbid is the earth, so this realm is called Qiankun?"
Wang Xuanyi didn't hold back, and said straightforwardly: "That's right, in the Qiankun realm, Nianhai has heaven and earth, but there is only heaven and earth. What about the mountains, rivers, rivers, flowers, plants and trees in the heaven and earth? There is nothing. So I guess, the realm after the Qiankun realm is Let the ocean of thought grow all things."
The four old Taoist priests, who were watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts suddenly raised their heads, Xu Yixian said thoughtfully: "So that's how it is." Concentrating for a moment, he asked: "Is there such a change in the sea of thoughts, big brother?"
Wang Xuan shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's not so easy to take this step, take your time."
Xu Yixian said: "People in the world only know that Martial Dao only has two realms of primordial and universe, but senior brother sees that there is still a way ahead. This is already a big step forward. In the future, as long as we retreat and meditate, we will eventually break through."
Wang Xuanyi shook his head again and said: "Secret retreat is not enough, I'm afraid we still have to travel down the mountain a few more times."
Xu Yixian's expression froze, and he looked left and right, the second senior brother, the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother began to watch his nose, nose, nose and heart again, so he quickly followed suit.
Tao Sanshan couldn't help but said: "You still want to go down the mountain...to travel?"
Wang Xuan glanced at him indifferently: "Just now I said that the sea of thoughts can produce all things, and only then can we step into a new realm, if we stay on the mountain behind closed doors, wouldn't it mean that Laojun Mountain will only be born in the sea of thoughts in the future? Only by seeing all the mountains, rivers and rivers in the world can there be a breakthrough in the future."
There seems to be some truth... Tao Sanshan is eager to try: "Then it seems that I will go down the mountain to travel."
This can't be opened, if they all clamor to go down the mountain to travel, then I can only sit in the mountain... Wang Xuan said with a straight face: "You haven't reached the end of the Qiankun Realm, why worry? You are over 100 years old , you need to be down-to-earth, and you can’t be so ambitious, do you still need a brother to teach you?"
Tao Sanshan was tongue-tied, but he had no words to refute, because his Qiankun Realm had indeed not yet reached its peak.
Wang Xuanyi took the opportunity to quickly change the subject: "During the time I was away, did any major events happen on the mountain?"
Tao Sanshan turned his head away, ignoring his answer.
No one spoke in the hut for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Qi Shouben, the second child, had no choice but to say, "Everything is as usual."
Xu Yixian followed up and said: "Although everything is as usual, but the senior brother is not here, the few of us feel that we have lost our backbone."
The other four old Taoist priests looked at him, and Tao Sanshan showed contempt and disgust on his face.
Wang Xuan nodded and said: "Lao Liu has always seen things the most clearly, and I am most relieved to have you around." He paused and said, "I forgot to tell you something, before I went down the mountain, Old Immortal Liu once came one trip."
That night Liu Beidou once told him that if it is half a year sooner or a year later, someone will take Laojun Guanzhen Shanfa sword to climb the mountain to learn from him.
He planned to go down the mountain for a short time this time, and came back before the descendants of Old Immortal Liu climbed the mountain, but the waves flew up, and he forgot about it for a while, and hurried back because of a sudden thought.
His Grand Master Cao Dixiang, who lost the bet on the sword of Zhenshan, was worried about the return of the sword to the mountain until his death. What a big deal for Lao Junguan!If he knew that this unworthy disciple could forget such an important matter, the coffin would probably be overwhelmed.
Qi Shouben asked: "Which Old Immortal Liu?"
Wang Xuan said, "How many old immortals are there in the world? Of course it's the one who won our Mountain-Suppressing Sword."
The five old Taoist priests sitting in the chairs stood up abruptly.
The old Sigu, who has always been indifferent and indifferent to common things, sometimes couldn't say a word all day long, couldn't calm down when he read his fingers, and said anxiously: "Old Immortal Liu is visiting, why didn't the big brother tell you earlier? I have some difficult things in cultivation and just ask for advice." For his old man!"
The remaining four old Taoist priests also stared angrily, feeling very angry because they missed the opportunity to meet the old god.
(End of this chapter)
The cold moonlight sprinkled in this small and inconspicuous courtyard, the shadows of the trees whirled, and it was peaceful.
Looking at the scenery in the courtyard through the window, Wang Xuanyi sighed softly.
This small courtyard was where he used to live as a disciple. After becoming the master of Laojun Temple, he lived in the apse of the Sanqing Hall in the back mountain most of the time, and occasionally returned to this small courtyard for a few days. It can be seen that he is a nostalgic person.
It has been a hundred years since I stepped into this mountain gate.
In the past, my mind was undecided, and what I yearned for was the joy of fighting against the sword. At that time, I thought it was because I was too young and my practice was too shallow, so I practiced hard and cultivated my character quietly. But I have reached this age, and that kind of yearning still has not faded away. go.
So he no longer suppressed his original mind, and went as soon as he wanted to. After practicing to his level, and then going up, who would know what was right and what was wrong?
Several trips down the mountain, although the effect does not seem to be great, but there is a faint feeling that there are already signs of further progress.
However, no matter how far you go, you still have to return to this mountain in the end.
This mountain has become his root and his bondage.
In the quiet night, five figures entered the courtyard door one by one, and walked towards the room.
Wang Xuanyi sighed softly again, pinched his brows, and complained angrily in a low voice: "You still come in the middle of the night? It's almost like a fly that smells of excrement."
The five old Taoist priests invariably paused for a while, and then continued to move forward in unison.
Tao Sanshan, who was obese and had a very wide Taoist robe, showed a bit of anger on his face, and muttered a few words in an inaudible voice, as if he was cursing.
Xu Yixian, the sixth child who was walking beside him, suddenly said loudly: "What? What are you talking about, Brother Fifth? What shit, where did the shit come from here?"
Tao Sanshan's face darkened, and he was about to speak, when Wang Xuanyi smiled through the window: "Old Wu, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have lost a lot of weight, without my supervision, I wonder if your cultivation will not advance but retreat? Come, let's learn from each other."
Tao Sanshan's chubby face trembled, and he said angrily to the four senior brothers who were traveling with him: "Eldest brother just returned to the mountain, he must be tired, I told you it's too late, come back tomorrow, you must listen, you must come today, If I don't come, you still insist on dragging me, you simply don't know how to be considerate of senior brother!"
Old Sigu read his finger and was always reticent, he only glanced at Tao Sanshan and didn't say anything.
The youngest Zhao Xuanzai, who is proficient in medical science and good at alchemy, was stunned and said: "You are over 100 years old, why are you still talking nonsense with your eyes open, didn't you ask us to come here?"
The unsmiling second son Qi Shouben, who was in charge of punishment, frowned and said, "Fifth, as an elder, you must pay attention to your words and deeds, and set an example. How can you learn from the rascals at the bottom of the mountain, dare to act or not?"
Xu Yixian, the sixth child with three chopsticks stuck in a bun on his head, finally said earnestly, "Fifth Senior Brother, I didn't blame you, you have to correct your problems."
Tao Sanshan looked at the four senior brothers with a pair of small eyes, his face was stiff, and he turned to Wang Xuanyi to change the subject and said, "Senior brother looks radiant and energetic, but what do you gain from going down the mountain this time?"
The five people entered the house, each found a place to sit down, Wang Xuan said together: "There are some gains, I told you before that there is still a realm after the universe, and now the scene behind the threshold can be seen more clearly."
Tao Sanshan was stunned, wondering if he was afraid that his elder brothers would complain that he always went down the mountain to wander, so he was talking nonsense, doubtful: "Tell me."
The other four old Taoist priests looked at their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts, and they didn't say a word, obviously they didn't believe it either.
Wang Xuanyi glanced at the five people, and said slowly: "In martial arts practice, 72 great orifices are opened, and a small Zhoutian is formed in the body. Nianhai generates Yuan Qi, which is for the primordial realm. I don't need to say more about that?"
Tao Sanshan held back his small old eyes and didn't turn them up. He was talking about things after the Qiankun Realm, but he started talking from the Primordial Realm, and it was obvious that he was going to talk nonsense again.
The other four people still watched their noses, noses, and hearts, as if they were in meditation.
Wang Xuan said, "However, have you ever thought about what it looks like in the sea of thoughts after stepping into the Qiankun realm, and why is this realm called the Qiankun realm?"
Tao Sanshan frowned and said: "After opening 360 small orifices, the body will form a big circle, and at this time, Yuan Qi can communicate with the heaven and earth to replenish the sea of thoughts. Through further practice, the Yuan Qi in the sea of thoughts will begin to divide into clear and turbid. The clear ones rise, the turbid ones sink, and the dichotomy is clear."
I was stunned at this point, and my face became serious: "Elder brother, what you mean is that the rising of the clear is the sky, and the sinking of the turbid is the earth, so this realm is called Qiankun?"
Wang Xuanyi didn't hold back, and said straightforwardly: "That's right, in the Qiankun realm, Nianhai has heaven and earth, but there is only heaven and earth. What about the mountains, rivers, rivers, flowers, plants and trees in the heaven and earth? There is nothing. So I guess, the realm after the Qiankun realm is Let the ocean of thought grow all things."
The four old Taoist priests, who were watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts suddenly raised their heads, Xu Yixian said thoughtfully: "So that's how it is." Concentrating for a moment, he asked: "Is there such a change in the sea of thoughts, big brother?"
Wang Xuan shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's not so easy to take this step, take your time."
Xu Yixian said: "People in the world only know that Martial Dao only has two realms of primordial and universe, but senior brother sees that there is still a way ahead. This is already a big step forward. In the future, as long as we retreat and meditate, we will eventually break through."
Wang Xuanyi shook his head again and said: "Secret retreat is not enough, I'm afraid we still have to travel down the mountain a few more times."
Xu Yixian's expression froze, and he looked left and right, the second senior brother, the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother began to watch his nose, nose, nose and heart again, so he quickly followed suit.
Tao Sanshan couldn't help but said: "You still want to go down the mountain...to travel?"
Wang Xuan glanced at him indifferently: "Just now I said that the sea of thoughts can produce all things, and only then can we step into a new realm, if we stay on the mountain behind closed doors, wouldn't it mean that Laojun Mountain will only be born in the sea of thoughts in the future? Only by seeing all the mountains, rivers and rivers in the world can there be a breakthrough in the future."
There seems to be some truth... Tao Sanshan is eager to try: "Then it seems that I will go down the mountain to travel."
This can't be opened, if they all clamor to go down the mountain to travel, then I can only sit in the mountain... Wang Xuan said with a straight face: "You haven't reached the end of the Qiankun Realm, why worry? You are over 100 years old , you need to be down-to-earth, and you can’t be so ambitious, do you still need a brother to teach you?"
Tao Sanshan was tongue-tied, but he had no words to refute, because his Qiankun Realm had indeed not yet reached its peak.
Wang Xuanyi took the opportunity to quickly change the subject: "During the time I was away, did any major events happen on the mountain?"
Tao Sanshan turned his head away, ignoring his answer.
No one spoke in the hut for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Qi Shouben, the second child, had no choice but to say, "Everything is as usual."
Xu Yixian followed up and said: "Although everything is as usual, but the senior brother is not here, the few of us feel that we have lost our backbone."
The other four old Taoist priests looked at him, and Tao Sanshan showed contempt and disgust on his face.
Wang Xuan nodded and said: "Lao Liu has always seen things the most clearly, and I am most relieved to have you around." He paused and said, "I forgot to tell you something, before I went down the mountain, Old Immortal Liu once came one trip."
That night Liu Beidou once told him that if it is half a year sooner or a year later, someone will take Laojun Guanzhen Shanfa sword to climb the mountain to learn from him.
He planned to go down the mountain for a short time this time, and came back before the descendants of Old Immortal Liu climbed the mountain, but the waves flew up, and he forgot about it for a while, and hurried back because of a sudden thought.
His Grand Master Cao Dixiang, who lost the bet on the sword of Zhenshan, was worried about the return of the sword to the mountain until his death. What a big deal for Lao Junguan!If he knew that this unworthy disciple could forget such an important matter, the coffin would probably be overwhelmed.
Qi Shouben asked: "Which Old Immortal Liu?"
Wang Xuan said, "How many old immortals are there in the world? Of course it's the one who won our Mountain-Suppressing Sword."
The five old Taoist priests sitting in the chairs stood up abruptly.
The old Sigu, who has always been indifferent and indifferent to common things, sometimes couldn't say a word all day long, couldn't calm down when he read his fingers, and said anxiously: "Old Immortal Liu is visiting, why didn't the big brother tell you earlier? I have some difficult things in cultivation and just ask for advice." For his old man!"
The remaining four old Taoist priests also stared angrily, feeling very angry because they missed the opportunity to meet the old god.
(End of this chapter)
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