Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 72: Playing the lute to a cow, causing confusion
Those who see themselves are unclear, those who are self-righteous will not manifest themselves, those who cut down on themselves will have no success, and those who are proud of themselves will not grow.

The one who can speak well is not Ma Xianhong.

"This damn execution ability, it would be great if they could think more intelligently." Yan Huan sighed.

If the tempering of one's character could be explained in just a few words, there would be no need for Yan Huan to go into the secular world to gain experience.

To cultivate the body and mind, all sects, big or small, have their own set of practices, most of which are similar, but few people actually put them into practice.

Cultivating one’s mind is so difficult.

It is even more difficult to curb desires. Not to mention the new masters who have entered the realm of self-cultivation with the help of the self-cultivation furnace, just look at the old masters in the back mountain of Wudang Mountain. They have fallen into the devil's way because of their greed for the "Fenghou Qimen" and have lived in delusion all day long.

"I want to see what these people are up to."

Yan Huan walked into the school and saw a white-haired man standing on a ladder, fiddling with the plaque in front of the main hall and adjusting its position from time to time. There were four large golden characters on the plaque: Enlightenment of the mind and insight of the nature.

Before he got closer, Yan Huan saw a gilded Ruyi inserted on his waist.

"Qiu Rang, I'm not sure whether you are a Qi cultivator or not. Why don't I just go up?" The one holding the ladder was the burly Hari Chagai.

"Okay, stop arguing. You're so strong that you can't even hold the ladder." Qiu Rang shouted at the person below him, and Hari Chagai was so angry that he walked away.

Ma Xianhong sat aside, studying a round magical instrument. Seeing Yan Huan approaching, he put away the instrument and filled the tea on the table.

"Come on! Brother Yan, take a seat. After listening to what you said yesterday, I felt that it was necessary to help the villagers to control their tempers, so I thought of opening a night class to give it a try. I would like to ask you to be a lecturer then."

When they heard Ma Xianhong mention Yan Huan's name, Qiu Rang and Hari Chagai immediately shifted their gaze over there.

As two of the ten most talented people in Biyou Village, they naturally have to pay more attention to the people that Lao Ma values.

"Master Ma, I feel that I didn't explain yesterday's incident thoroughly enough. Can we discuss it further?" Yan Huan sat on the chair next to him and brought the tea over directly.

Last night's speech was so ineffective that I feel a little thirsty even without opening my mouth.

"I think it's very clear. If Biyou Village wants to develop steadily, it must correct some of its shortcomings and make up for its deficiencies. Since their character is not tempered enough, I will educate them. By opening a school in the village, people will not lose their character."

Snapped!
Yan Huan slammed the table, "Master Ma... No, Old Ma! Why can't you get over some things?"

"Let's say 'education for all'. No distinction is one aspect, and teaching is another. But you are being too formalistic here. You just take these books..." Yan Huan patted the pile of books next to him, "Ah! You force them to learn. Do they know what these books are for?"

"If you want to do this, then why don't we just make a whole mechanical heart, or even refine their brains. Flesh and blood are useless, and we can just ascend mechanically. You can even write a string of code, or stamp a set of thoughts into it. Wouldn't that save effort? It's a one-time thing."

Ma Xianhong took a sip of tea and laughed angrily, "How can this be possible? They are all human beings."

"You also know that they are human beings. Do you understand the human nature in human beings?"

Yan Huan pointed at the two people next to him and said, "You want to eliminate 'Wu Lei', but many things in the world cannot disappear with a change of identity. For example, we are both aliens. Am I as strong and sturdy as the big brother over there? Is the white-haired boy over there as handsome as me?"

Qiu Rang was stunned, "Why does it become different when it comes to me?"

Keep conversations in mind, don't turn them into personal attacks!
Yan Huan raised his hand and said, "Be patient."

"As both of us are extraordinary people, how can you eliminate the differences in qualifications and strengths between us? Where there is a gap, there will be fighting and ruthlessness. If you have extraordinary skills, you will be coveted and plotted against. No one should know these things better than you." "This..." Ma Xianhong frowned, "Then focus more on refining your talents. I may not be unable to do this."

Snapped!
Yan Huan threw a blue-covered book on the table. It was a Taoist book called "Taishang Laojun's Pure and Tranquil Heart Sutra".

"Just let them do it. I don't think those ordinary people who have been converted are all arrogant and conceited. If they can understand the three lines of text in this book, I will burn two or three incense sticks for them at least."

Ok?
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Huan's scalp tingled and he became alert. Less than three meters away, he felt a sense of hostility.

Following the malicious look, Yan Huan saw Qiu Rang looking at him with a strange expression. Although he did not get angry in person, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Yan Huan's reaction to Baimao was not surprising. This man was superficial, arrogant and looked down on others. Perhaps his words triggered the key words, making him identify with them and feel psychologically uncomfortable.

"Based on this person's temper, he will probably start trouble."

Yan Huan didn't want to fight with others for the time being, so he sent Zhengyang to use his power to take advantage of this malice and make Qiu Rang run away into the toilet in the bamboo forest.

Ma Xianhong standing aside still had a frown on his face, staring at the crooked plaque "Enlightenment of Mind and Realization of Nature" from time to time.

"I see ordinary people who are eager to learn Taoism but are powerless coming to me for help. It is really hard to refuse them. Even though this path is difficult, it should be feasible."

The heart of Tao arises?

Yan Huan shook his head.

Most of them are just desires for power or longevity.

The only thing is that the people in Biyou Village have nothing to do with the development of Taoism.

Ma Xianhong smiled bitterly, "Do you feel like you are talking to a cow? I still don't know why Brother Yan is so concerned about Biyou Village."

Yan Huan shrugged, "Since you are willing to help me repair the magic weapon, I will tell you what I have seen and thought. These transformed people have bad intentions, and you can come and go freely in Biyou Village. If someone goes out and kills someone, the cause and effect will still be implicated on you."

"People choose their own paths, but there are good and evil paths. In most cases, the judgment of good and evil is not in your hands. If you take the wrong path, it's too late to turn back. You also know that our circle is more strict in dealing with people who take the wrong path."

clap clap clap!
Hearing this, Ma Xianhong clapped his hands in delight, "What a heart-to-heart talk."

He walked out of the door. At this time, the remaining few people with superior aptitude had gathered in the courtyard.

"From now on, Brother Yan is a friend of our Biyou Village, a close friend!"

“No problem!” Several people answered together. Except for Chou Rang who curled up with his hands covering his stomach, and Zhao Guizhen who pretended to be deep, the rest of the people with superior aptitude all looked high-spirited.

Yan Huan covered her face in embarrassment. She was wrong, all wrong!
What is going on here?
He held Ma Xianhong's left hand tightly with both hands and said solemnly, "Old Ma, if you help me repair the spiritual flag, I will give you two pieces of gold to supplement the village economy, and this matter will be over, okay?"

As for the rest, it’s up to you to do whatever you want. Yan Huan didn’t want to say a word anymore. It was really a mess.

clap clap!

Yan Huan stuffed the Eye of Horus into Ma Xianhong's hand.

(End of this chapter)