All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

Zhang Zhiwei's expression changed abruptly, and a rare hint of anger appeared on his face.

"Ahem, Master."

"Actually, there's no need to worry. This thing doesn't cause any trouble; it just doesn't look good."

"Give me some time, I should be able to handle this."

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's angry expression, Lin Yan felt a little touched.

After all, he was raised by Zhang Zhiwei and lived in the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain since he was a child.

How could Zhang Zhiwei not care about his young disciple?

Just as Lin Yan was about to give Zhang Zhiwei a hug to comfort the old master, Zhang Zhiwei smacked Lin Yan on the back of the head.

"You unfilial disciple, I told you long ago that you should cultivate diligently!"

"You wouldn't listen, and now look what's happened! All three poisons are combined! A Taoist disciple, don't you have any shame?!"

"If this gets out, how will I ever save face again?"

When Zhang Zhiwei saw the three poisons on Lin Yan's body, he was so angry that he almost suffocated.

He himself was a dignified Celestial Master, known as the most outstanding person in the world.

The disciples he taught were all worse than the last.

Even if Lin Yan had two of these three vices—greed, anger, and ignorance—he could still convince himself not to beat his disciple.

But the fact that everything was complete, and that he didn't cultivate properly on a regular basis, made it somewhat difficult for him to accept.

This is still happening outside; if word gets out, he'll lose all face.

"Hehe, Master."

"Isn't this disciple still young?"

"He's definitely no match for Senior Brother Lingyu."

Lin Yan chuckled, rubbed his head, and couldn't help but complain to himself.

I was quite touched at first, but who would have thought that Zhang Zhiwei wasn't worried about anything else about me?

They were just afraid of losing face.

"Hmph, don't think this is a small matter."

"Greed, anger, and ignorance originate from Buddhism. They are the three poisons, also known as the three defilements or the three fires. These three poisons harm the body and mind, causing people to sink into the cycle of birth and death. They are the root of evil, hence they are also called the three unwholesome roots."

Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath and then began to address his troublesome apprentice.

The explanation begins by discussing the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance in Buddhism.

Greed is a kind of tainted mentality.

The term "attachment" refers to developing a desire for something one likes.

"Anger" is the rejection and resistance to something one dislikes, and it can manifest in many ways.

There is hatred arising from aversion, hatred arising from jealousy, and hatred arising from not being able to obtain something.

Ignorance is a state of being foolish. It is a state of being ignorant of the principles of things, unaware of the law of cause and effect, and not understanding impermanence, suffering, emptiness, and the path to liberation.

"So this is what greed, anger, and ignorance are like."

Although Lin Yan had a general idea of ​​what the three poisons were, this was the first time he had been told in detail.

But deep down, I still don't feel much of a sense of crisis.

"You little rascal, don't underestimate him."

“A skilled cultivator can completely eliminate the three corpses within their body.”

"This is also known by those who cultivate themselves as the 'Mind-Locking Monkey'."

"But it's very difficult to do that."

"Even I, your teacher, could not completely eliminate the three corpses."

A hint of worry appeared in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes as he looked at Lin Yan.

Of the eleven disciples, Zhang Zhiwei believed that Lin Yan had the greatest potential.

He didn't want Lin Yan to become despondent because of these three corpses.

"Master, what difference does it make whether we get rid of it or not?"

"If a person loses all emotions and desires, can they still be considered human?"

"Greed for wealth, lust, and fame is nothing more than a human desire in life."

"How boring life would be if people lived without any hope or desire."

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Lin Yan grinned. He understood the logic, but he just wouldn't listen.

Anyway, as long as he becomes strong, nothing can bother him anymore.

If he wanted, creating an organization even larger than Quanxing wouldn't be a big deal.

At that time, living freely, with no one in the world of supernatural beings able to control you, there will be no trouble.

"You worthless wretch."

"However, what you said is not entirely wrong."

"Follow your heart, and you'll live a free life."

"The moves of the Three Demons Sect will be somewhat troublesome, but they won't necessarily be troublesome to deal with."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. Although he was still a little worried, he was also happy about Lin Yan's carefree attitude.

Just as he was about to reveal how to break free from the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance.

Lin Yan spoke first: "One force can overcome ten techniques, even if my temperament is not up to par."

"But if my strength far surpasses that of Tu Junfang, then these three corpses will naturally collapse on their own."

Regardless of the means used, everything in this world revolves around the concept of Qi.

As long as one's own Qi is strong enough, it is very possible not only to eliminate these three poisons, but also to make them one's own.

“That’s right. In this respect alone, you are better than Lingyu.”

"At least, he's not inflexible."

"Let's go back to the hotel."

"There's another stubborn guy coming to pick us up tomorrow."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, stretched, and walked towards the alley entrance.

Lin Yan could roughly guess who the person he was referring to was.

Judging from the current storyline, there have been some changes.

However, a meeting of the Ten Elders is likely to occur, though it will be slightly different from the original story.

. . . . . .

The next day, I woke up in the hotel.

Then there was a knock on Lin Yan and Zhang Zhiwei's door.

Zhang Zhiwei, who usually wakes up early, is currently sitting on the coffee table by the window, drinking hot tea.

This clearly meant that Lin Yan, who was still in bed, was to open the door.

But seeing that Lin Yan didn't move, Zhang Zhiwei's expression changed slightly.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Zhiwei coughed twice forcefully, loud enough to be heard even outside the door.

But Lin Yan, who was fast asleep, pretended not to hear and instead covered his head with the blanket.

"Oh!"

Zhang Zhiwei activated his Qi, which transformed into a hand and delivered a powerful punch to Lin Yan.

Only then did they help Lin Yan sit up in bed.

As the dignified Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he couldn't possibly get up and open the door while his little apprentice was still sleeping.

This is so unlike the demeanor of a Taoist master! Thinking of this, he became angry and wished he could punch Lin Yan a couple more times.

"Master, you're already up, why don't you just go and open the door?"

"Why did you have to torment me like this? I stayed up really late playing games last night."

Lin Yan stretched and yawned, then complained to Zhang Zhiwei.

When he noticed that Zhang Zhiwei's expression was slightly off.