"Senior brother, I will tell you a secret!" Li Yiqing approached Qian Yiqun and said mysteriously, "I heard from the legend of the masters. In less than thirteen or fourteen years, the Ming Dynasty will be exhausted!"

"Oh, so who are you planning to surrender to? Rebel or Jiannu?" Qian Yiqun asked coldly.

Li Yiqing slapped his chest: "I, Li Yiqing, are also a descendant of the official. I have been able to enjoy the emperor's kindness for three generations. How can I be a thief and a slave?" He held his breath and finished speaking, coughed for a moment before continuing: "I also heard that when this kind of luck changes, there will be a junction! Once you grasp it, you can enjoy the wealth and honor at your fingertips! By the way, the so-called junction is..."

"I know!" Qian Yiqun interrupted Li Yiqing's explanation, "I said, is it the right way for you and me to practice, who are eager to be fame and fortune?"

"Uh... Senior brother Gao Yi!" Li Yiqing said flatteringly, "Even if he doesn't take the wealth of the world, he can still learn three thousand merits, cultivate eight hundred fruits in his home, and ascend to the house!"

Qian Yiqun shook his head slightly and said to himself: I am really a mediocre person, I just want to keep my small family.

The two have a different thought, like a star-studded man. As the saying goes, there is no speculation, but Li Yiqing has more than half a sentence. The more he says, the more annoyed Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun happened to see the Taoist priest of the Night, kicked Li Yiqing directly on the butt and rushed to the feet of the Taoist priest of the Night. The Taoist priest immediately took Li Yiqing and sent him to the guest dormitory to receive punishment. Li Yiqing shouted that he was wronged and looked back and saw where was the shadow of Qian Yiqun?

Qian Yiqun kicked it out, and the second kick was already on a ginkgo tree, using the spirit ape to move his body, and reached the crown in a few seconds, shaking in the wind, watching Li Yiqing being caught by the night-watching Taoist priest.

Li Yiqing's kneeling incense is inevitable.

Qian Yiqun did not alarm anyone and quietly returned to the single room. After a day of fatigue, he sat on the cushion and quickly calmed down. Soon, Qian Yiqun opened his eyes wide again because the feeling of snooping last time hit him again.

——I always feel like I’m being peeped at. Am I suspicious?

Qian Yiqun got up and walked around the room for two times, suddenly pulled out Mao Jun's pen, pinched his fingers, and drew a golden talisman in the air. He immediately made a golden talisman in a single room, and the feeling of being peeped away before was swept away.

However, this did not make Qian Yiqun safer, but instead became more vigilant.

If the golden light talisman is useful, it is undoubtedly someone is really peeking at him, not his own suspicion.

Qian Yiqun returned to his seat and said in his heart: Just watch it, anyway, the Taoist meditates all night and you can't see anything.

However, the shadow of peeping never appeared in Qian Yiqun's single room after being stimulated by the Golden Light Talisman.

The next morning, Qian Yiqun got up to wash up, and as usual, he followed the public to attend morning class. When he left, he saw several familiar scholars wearing single-dressed Taoist robes and no clothes. After counting several days, he remembered that today was Wu Day and there was no need to pay tribute. Just as he was about to go to Yuhuang Pavilion to copy the scriptures, he saw the waiter of Chen Jianyuan running out of breath and said to the public: "Today, Master Zhang is going to open the altar to preach."

When everyone heard this, they all thanked and asked, "What topic did you talk about?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "I don't know this, I'll just go there. I'll say it to you in Kun Daoyuan and leave first." After that, he ran away.

Qian Yiqun approached everyone to discuss and listened carefully.

Someone said: "Master Zhang is the authentic Longhu Mountain. This time, he probably wants to talk about the Three Mountains Talismans."

Some people disagree: "Since it is authentic, how can you preach your own secret book in the temple outside?"

This also says: "If you can promote the way of alliance power, it will be good."

But the one said: "The mysterious and mysterious method of Zhengyi Lei is worth listening to."

...

For a while, many years of silence in their practice have become clever little maids, talking nonstop.

Qian Yiqun listened for a while, inserted it into it, made a casual look, and asked weakly: "Who is Master Zhang?"

The people stopped talking and looked at him one after another. No matter how thick Qian Yiqun was, he could not stand such sharp gazes.

A Taoist said in surprise: "You have been here for so long, but you don't know who Master Zhang is?"

"Is it Master Zhang who reads the scriptures in the Jade Emperor Pavilion?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"It's that Master Zhang," the Taoist asked with a smile, "You really don't know his identity?"

Everyone looked at Qian Yiqun together.

Qian Yiqun nodded helplessly: "I have little knowledge, so please tell me."

"Ha." Everyone laughed, "We won't tell you, so you'll be shocked."

Qian Yiqun was depressed and smiled embarrassedly, and then he wanted to go back to the single room to clean up his clothes. Listening to Gao Zhen's preaching is different from going to the hall, but he also had to take a bath and take a breath of filth.

"Master Hou, please take a step slower!"

Someone shouted from afar. The voice rushed towards Qian Yiqun, but he didn't know how he became "Master Hou".

The visitor was another waiter in the prison, and he was also out of breath. He heard Qian Yiqun call himself a "kind person" and others called him a "kind person". When he encountered the mixed accents here, he misunderstood Qian Yiqun's surname was "hou".

Qian Yiqun's feet slowed down and said in confusion: "Senior brother called me?"

"That's right," the waiter stroked his chest, "let me breathe a sigh of relief."

This is the first time Qian Yiqun was called "Master". He was new and joking: "It's not like this to run around Qionghua Temple for ten laps."

The waiter gave Qian Yiqun a blank look and said, "Master Hou, Master Zhang said he wanted you to protect the Dharma. If you don't have a sword, you can go to the warehouse to borrow one."

"I have it." Qian Yiqun was curious: Do you need to protect the Dharma even when teaching?

"That's good..." said the waiter, "Let's go to Master Zhang's single room earlier, you followed him. Oh, the master just said that he would be Master Dianyi..." The waiter knocked his head repeatedly and frowned.

All the Taoists came forward to joke, volunteered, and recommended themselves... The fifteen-year-old child became more anxious and almost cried.

Qian Yiqun pulled him out of the crowd and said with a smile: "At worst, I'll ask again, what are you anxious about?"

"How can you not be anxious? Master Zhang suddenly circulated a message today and said that he was going to open an orifice to preach, and then set the time of Mao again. Where can I find it?" The waiter walked quickly and said anxiously.

"Why are there so many things to do when preaching? Everyone clean up and sit and listen?" Qian Yiqun said.

"There are too many things! From the Danfang to the Jade Emperor Pavilion, should I sprinkle water on the road along the way? Should I beat the Zhenbao Banner? Should I paste the yellow paper and red flowers on the trees? Should I copy the list of Taoist priests who have entered the hall?" The waiter shook his head, "Oh, I won't tell you anymore, I have to run away first."

Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "Go quickly and go quickly." He thought to himself: So it's so complicated to start a lecture? Is it necessary to be so cumbersome? Master first spread the lecture, but just asked me and my senior brother to sit in a row. Although Master Zhang is superb in Taoism, he can surpass Master?

Qian Yiqun reported the ancient sword in a slanted manner, went straight to Master Zhang's single room, saw a boy guarding the door, and went up to bow and said, "Xiaodao is called to protect the Dharma."

"Master Hou?" The boy spoke with a Jiangxi accent, which was gentle and nice.

"I dare not be a master, a kind person."

"That's it." The little boy made a mistake, "The master is thinking, you go in."

Qian Yiqun lifted the hem of the Taoist robe and stepped over the threshold. Seeing that Master Zhang was thinking about sitting quietly, he quickly stood by and bowed to wait.

After thinking about it, Master Zhang turned around and said, "Today I want you to protect my Dharma again."

"The blessing of disciples." Qian Yiqun said.

"Do you want to know why the public needs the Dharma Protectors to preach?" Master Zhang asked.

"Disciple really doesn't know."

A smile appeared on Master Zhang's face and said, "Related to the word "Union Power"." He also said, "It's almost time, and I've been preaching a lot these days, so don't miss the door."

Gao Zhen’s preaching will not be open to believers at any time. Even in the Taoist temple, not every Taoist priest can enter the hall to listen. Although this is a bit unkind, the Taoist sect has always said that "three people do not talk about mystery and six ears do not preach the Taoist sect". It is already a great way for the public to listen to Gao Zhen’s preaching. How can they be picky?

Master Zhang changed his robe, the boy hugged Ruyi, Qian Yiqun hugged the ancient sword, and served the left and right ribs.

Suddenly, the music of "Yingzhen" came from outside until the door was over. Chen Jianyuan was full of energy and recited the greetings high and asked the teacher to leave the dormitory.

Master Zhang stood up and stepped out of the alchemy room.

With a sound, the Taoist music rose again, burning incense to open the way, followed by two teams of immortal treasure pavilions. A group of them were swaying towards the Jade Emperor Pavilion.

When they arrived at the Jade Emperor Pavilion, Master Zhang advanced, Qian Yiqun and Ruyi Boy followed. After the master got on the throne, the Taoists outside the door removed their shoes and entered in pairs of pillars. They went up to pay homage to Master Zhang, left and right branches, sat in the cushion, and were in order.

After all the Taoists sat down, the boy stepped forward, turned around and knelt down, and said, "All Taoists are willing to learn from the truth, and ask the master to be kind and preach to everyone." His voice was tender and his words were quite elegant, and he was obviously memorized.

Qian Yiqun knew that this was a necessary procedure, which was considered as "the Tao is not passed on easily, and the law is not accepted easily." Some sects have to pay a visit and invite him again, and the teacher must not speak out before he can speak.

Fortunately, Master Zhang didn't have so many outrageous appearances, so he nodded and let the boy return to his position. He was wearing a robe and a tight crown and scarf. He was indeed a noble and moral look.

Just shook the tail in his hand, Master Zhang said, "Yuan Zhen! The branches and leaves are special, the flowers are blooming and fruits are tiring, can you see the root? All kinds of things are branches and leaves, and there is no root or stem. If you understand them, it is not easy to separate them, which is called the root. What people learn is all about! It is endless and helpless, and there are thousands of branches and leaves, and it is not about the root of knowledge, just like the great way!

"Yuan Zhen! What is the way of being able to speak, the skills that can pass on, and the methods that can be great? What people believe in is thousands of billions of laws. What people respect is billions of gods. One path is multiplied, and it is difficult for people to see the roots, and it is a mistake!

"Yuan Zhen! My Tao is the most respected by Huang Lao, and its roots are also its roots and stems. However, the gods have come out, and they believe in thousands of beliefs, cling to the branches and leaves, and the vines are dancing in frivolity. Therefore, a thousand doors, a thousand schools, all hold on to one branch and forget their original nature. Branches and leaves can be reborn, but they are irreversible at all. If they are reversed, they will be distorted and fall into a big mystery!

"Yuan Zhen! Taking one's own learning as the most important thing, and forgetting one's root is the fruit of a tree, and ignoring the origin of Tao. Where faith is established, wisdom is enlightened, and seeing the world without desire, and respecting the origin without self, the door is without self, and prejudice is suddenly gone, and all the Dharmas are the last. The decline of Tao is in the absence of knowledge of the root, and there is no root, and all the people are holding a seedling, which is called the great way. The branches and leaves are reborn, and the main stem is not seen, and the sacred is absolutely nothing, just like a big show, after the performance is over. All kinds of things are just a hindrance; but they are confused and confused!

"Yuan Zhen! I am now opening a lecture on the "Song of Lingyuan Dao", to eliminate all delusions and confusions, please refer to it!"

Master Zhang's voice is like a loud bell, neither hurry nor slow, his voice is clear, and every word is delivered to the ears of the audience.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall was full of sensation, and all the Taos were self-attachment and arrogance, and they were calm and calm, and listened to the master's lecture. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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