The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 385 The Importance of the Dojo
If we say that before the cause and effect of this matter was made clear, the Taoist Kongtong still somewhat maintained the demeanor of an immortal.

After all, he is also a master who has achieved enlightenment for many years, his practice is unfathomable, and he has cultivated many great supernatural powers.

Wherever I go, I meet many fellow Taoists, and they worship and respect me, calling me senior brother.

There is a natural sense of pride in my heart.

However, when he realized what he had done, and knew that he had actually attacked someone else's dojo and hit their mountain gate, he felt extremely embarrassed.

It can be said that the more confident he was before, the more embarrassed he was at this moment.

The main reason is that what he did was not honest.

For many practitioners, their temple, their blessed land, is their real hometown and their real nest.

Once the foundation is established, it is necessary to use golden gates and jade locks to lock the cave, and to set up eighteen strange mechanisms and secret passages to protect one's own belongings.

There are so many various strange formations set up.

It's to protect the old nest.

In particular, this Taoist friend has an extraordinary origin, and his magical power is extremely pure, and vaguely seems to have a vague and round meaning.

If his feeling was correct, this fellow Taoist should be a true disciple of the founder of the overseas Youluo Palace.

For a sect member like him, this mountain gate is extremely important.

A lone person without any sect would at most leave his belongings there, and if his nest was raided by others, he would at most lose some money and property.

But those who have inherited from their ancestors are different.

Many disciples have great respect for their teachers and elders.

Without masters passing on their teachings, masters passing on their teachings to disciples, disciples passing on their teachings to grandchildren, and passing it down from generation to generation, how could they achieve the practice and enjoy eternal life?
Those independent cultivators obtained various magic spells through various channels, and they did it based on their own real abilities.

But people in the sects, especially the disciples of the major lineages, all rely on the inheritance left by their ancestors so that they can practice and seek the truth.

Who doesn’t worship the ancestors in front of the altar?
These second-generation disciples are fine, as they are basically taught by the founder himself and have important items such as jade pendants and magical instruments bestowed by the founder.

Basically, if the intention is there, the Patriarch will be able to sense it.

But if the second, third, or even more generations of disciples have their temples destroyed, they will really become enemies.

The genealogies of their ancestors and their elders are all enshrined in the temple, and incense is burned every day.

This shows that the Dharma lineage will be passed on forever.

If he fails to cast the spell effectively and shakes other people's temples and knocks over the tablets of many ancestors, it would be equivalent to a slap in the face.

No one can stand this.

For those later disciples, the tablets and statues of the ancestors are even more important than property.

In Taoist temples and Buddhist monasteries, if property is stolen, it is just a small matter. At most, you just have to find a way to find the thief.

If you can't find it, or it's too difficult to find it, then you've suffered a loss. Just say that suffering a loss is a blessing and shout "May you be blessed with infinite happiness" and the matter will be over.

But if there is some wicked person who goes there and knocks down the statue of the ancestor with just two hammers, then this matter will really become a feud.

And it's a feud that won't end until one of them dies.

Why, despite the sect's large mountain protection formation, do the disciples of various lineages still set up iron gates, jade locks, and hundreds of other mechanisms in the caves?

Isn’t it because the presence of the ancestor represents the recognition of the Dharma lineage?

If we do not protect the ancestor well, the ancestor will be stolen by external practitioners of different religious ways or by evil means.

This is simply a matter of destroying the sect.

Such things would not only be passed down through the next generation, making him lose face, but he would also be laughed at by others for generations to come.

Even if one day, he got a great opportunity to ascend to the upper realm and be listed in the heavenly court, there would still be immortals who would laugh at him.

The first thing he said was, "Isn't this the guy who lost the ancestor?"
I guarantee that if you are from the Three Realms and Five Elements, you will completely lose face and disgrace, and even your descendants may suffer from it.

This kind of thing will never end.

It's just like digging up someone's ancestral grave and taking it out to dry in the sun. If there's no winner, it would be a waste of the master's teachings.

If it was due to a misunderstanding, it would be fine if it turned into something else.

To put it bluntly.

In terms of nature, even if it was the Taoist of Kongtong who used fire magic to hit Song Feng on the forehead, it was not as serious as that in his Taoist temple.

If this matter is taken too far, it can involve the Youluo Palace and the lawsuit can be brought to the Xuanyu Palace of the Qingxuan Sect's founder.

And whatever they say is always right.

They, the Xuanyu Palace lineage, have always paid attention to Taoist rules and regulations, ancestral laws, and have always attached great importance to etiquette.

They attach great importance to their roots.

To put it bluntly, I am a little bit stubborn.

so.

They also attach more importance to seniority and ancestors.

It can be said that his fire magic can hit anywhere except other people’s dojo.

Of course, what we are talking about here are fellow Taoists. If both parties are enemies, it is only natural to overturn each other's Taoist temple.

After all, if there is a life-and-death feud, wouldn't everyone want to dig up the enemy's ancestral graves?
He slept in the open air and chased the stone man, the legacy of the gods and demons, for more than 100,000 miles. He didn't know how much effort and time he wasted.

Even if he exhaled a breath of heaven and earth energy and lost decades of practice, he still had to pin the stone man to the ground and rub him hard.

Isn’t this also his dojo, which has been hollowed out by this thing?

He was also a victim of this incident.

Of course, he couldn't just say to the other person with a flattering face, "My friend, this was an accident, can you please not take it to heart?"

That certainly can't be said.

After all, the stone man is here now, and if he said so, his standpoint would be wrong.

It's really hard to accept.

"Ugh……"

With a deep sigh, the Taoist Kongtong, who had practiced for many years, felt a little at a loss at the moment.

Looking at the blazing divine light blooming in the eyes of Taoist Kongtong, Song Feng seemed to understand something:
"I understand your situation. I believe in the unity of man and nature in Yuquan Mountain, so naturally there are no landmark buildings left."

"Fellow Daoist, you have been chasing the evil spirit all the way here, so I'm sure you haven't discovered my temple."

"We are all cultivators, so there is no need to leave him here if there is any misunderstanding. I am inviting you to drink a cup of tea, please don't misunderstand me."

Regarding the things that Taoist Kongtong was thinking about, Song Feng said that they were all small problems.

His temple is still under construction.

Compared to other people's temples where all the ancestors of various sects are present, where not even a single thing can be moved, and where statues of gods are enshrined in rows, his place is much more ordinary.

There was nothing else on his sacrificial table except the jade tablet representing the founder of the Qingyou Sect.

Naturally, he would not be like other people who would jump up and down as soon as someone asked him a question, or even become jealous like a rabbit.

"Thank you for your understanding, I was really reckless in this matter. If I had been more careful, this wouldn't have happened."

The more considerate Song Feng was, the more humble the Taoist from Kongtong became, and the gentler his tone became.

That's just the way he is.

The harder others resisted, the less afraid he was. If a fight really broke out, the magical powers he had practiced for so many years were no joke. If he really couldn't win, he still had many fellow disciples in his sect, and even in the end, he could bring out his own founder.

But then again, in spiritual practice, what is emphasized is the mind and attitude.

The fellow Taoist in front of him had already given him so much face, so naturally he couldn't hold his posture high.

Now it's just the right attitude to apologize.

After observing the trends of many nearby mountains and forests, Taoist Kongtong came to understand that he had indeed acted rashly in this matter.

He had only glanced over it at first, and when he didn't see any obvious palaces or temples, he directly used his Taoist magic, and meteorites fell from the sky, hitting him hard.

But he didn't expect that this Taoist temple was a place where man and nature were in harmony and was completely hidden among the mountains.

If he hadn't looked closely, he wouldn't have thought of it.

But after a closer look, he discovered the mystery in it. The many surrounding mountain ranges seemed to be related to the Quanshan Taoist Temple.

It looks like just an ordinary valley, but in terms of Taoism, it has absorbed the feng shui energy of the area within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

It seems like the place where a real dragon spits out pearls.

The more he looked at it, the more interesting it became. It was the first time he realized that this Taoist temple could be prepared and built in this way.

The Kongtong Mountain Taoist temple was originally a blessed land, which was then built by many of his families and used as their base.

But this fellow Taoist, relying on his own means, changed the Feng Shui and artificially created the prototype of an acquired blessed land.

If he were given thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Maybe, this Taoist temple has really turned into a blessed land, nestling in the wilderness and becoming an independent world.

It’s wonderful. It’s really wonderful.

This fellow Taoist is truly a talented person!

Song Feng led the Kongtong Taoist to Yuquan Mountain, and then picked some leaves directly near the tea trees.

They sat cross-legged at the wooden table.

All he saw was Song Feng pinching his fingers together, pointing lightly at the rising sun in the distance, and drawing down a stream of pure yang energy.

The Yang fire is very hot, but it vaguely reveals a bit of the energy of creation. There is yang in yin and yin in yang.

Pointing at the tea leaves that had just been picked, he gently pointed:
"Go!"

The next moment, the pure yang energy was like a living dragon, surging lightly among the tea leaves.

But in the blink of an eye, the tea leaves that had just been picked and not yet roasted began to dry slowly.

The whole process is very gentle.

Even the roasted tea leaves were still green and juicy, looking as if nothing had changed from before.

Song Feng took out a few tea leaves and placed them in the small teapot he had made recently. He started a little real fire and let the teapot cook on it.

Gently open the lid of the teapot.

I only saw the spiritual spring in the distance, and as if it was sensed, a few drops of water dripped out and fell into the small teapot.

The moment the water droplets poured over the tea leaves, the entire small teapot seemed to be burning, and a refreshing fragrance immediately surrounded the two of them.

The tea leaves being cooked in the teapot are also flying up and down at this moment, just like dancing elves.

After some operations, the Taoist Kongtong also showed some surprise in his eyes:
"You are truly an elegant person!"

Nowadays, all kinds of fine liquors and drinks naturally have their own explanations and ways of playing.

There is no unified standard yet.

Just like many of their fellow disciples in Xuanyu Palace.

When some fellow disciples saw him coming, they took out magical fruits and nectar for him to drink.

Some brothers and sisters gather the light of the sun, moon and stars, collect morning dew, and make flower dew as a drink.

Others simply make some monkey wine.

It can be said that throughout the Great Wilderness, any cultivator who practices Qi Refining basically has his own way of playing.

But it seemed like it was the first time for him to see Song Feng go through the entire process from picking tea leaves to roasting them and drinking them.

I dare not say what the inner meaning of Taoism is.

After all, the Tao can only be revealed after someone has realized it. Just drinking tea does not reveal any Tao in the whole process.

Of course, if Song Feng understood the tea ceremony, then he would also be able to gain some insights while someone served him tea and they drank tea together.

Anyway, it's novel enough.

After all, the set of tea sets on Song Feng's table and the whole process looked smooth and flowing.

Not to mention whether it tastes good or not.

Just talking about the style alone, it is enough to make today's very simple Qi-refining masters compete with each other.

After all, among the Qigong practitioners nowadays, the mainstream method of cultivation is still the cave dwelling.

The cave is a real cave.

Except for some practitioners who have truly achieved great cultivation, such as the Taoist Master Kongtong, who have blessed caves and paradise, most of them are acquired through cultivation.

All these places are called dojo.

Compared to Song Feng, who had to painstakingly build a Taoist temple and pavilions, it was much easier for these Qigong practitioners.

In their words, that is to learn from nature.

All the practice and cultivation are done in the cave.

Some Qigong practitioners are really extreme enough. They only have a cushion on their backs and are completely ascetic monks.

All I can say is that Song Dynasty style is much better than theirs in terms of painting style.

The two people chatted about everything under the sun and discussed philosophy with each other, and they were quite comfortable. Both sides had their own opinions when discussing philosophy.

Although the creation that this Taoist from Kongtong had comprehended could be considered as a true practitioner of Taoism, a saint in the sky.

However, the conversation between the two parties was not just a one-sided preaching by the Taoist priest Kongtong.

Insights do exist.

However, it is difficult to share personal insights with others.

The Tao can be spoken of, but it is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The Tao Te Ching has made it clear. When the Tao is spoken of, it is not the Tao that he understands.

This thing can only be passed on in secret.

To sum up, if you understand it, you are really good; if you don’t understand it, you are really bad!

After both parties had a great time, resolved the misunderstanding, and made new friends, Taoist Kongtong began to speak:
"Fellow Daoist, I have chased that evil spirit all the way here. Although I have suppressed it, I cannot move it easily now."

"Can you please help me suppress it for a while? When the Taoist ancestor has passed down the law and cultivated the mysterious yellow energy of heaven and earth, I can kill it."

"Don't worry, my friend. The mysterious energy of heaven and earth that is used to kill the gods and demons will naturally belong to you. I will never say no."

Song Feng originally thought that the Taoist Kongtong was asking for something unreasonable, but when he heard this, he just laughed out loud:
"It's just a trivial matter..."

I've been waiting for you to say this!

(End of this chapter)