Qian Yiqun thought about it carefully and found that this was indeed the case. He was originally a half-baked clergyman, and he was not concerned about things like "promoting the Tao", "disseminating the Dharma", and "saving all living beings". However, now Hu Zhongzi pointed out this hidden danger and could not pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Master Taoist, Xiaodao has an idea." Qian Yiqun's mind was slightly organized and said, "I want to change."

"Reform?" Hu Zhongzi was stunned.

Qingfeng also looked at the kind-hearted man and said in a strange way: Among the practitioners, only Zhang Tianshi leads Taoist affairs in the world, holds the seal of the "Origin of the All Dharma Sect", and is considered a leader. What method does this kind-hearted man want to change?

Jiang An also looked at Qian Yiqun with great interest. He disappeared in a short time, but he didn't expect that this fellow Taoist would improve again.

"Now the law is not seen in Guizhou, and the art is not as good as the doctor. Xiaodao is just trying to practice the law, and the mysterious arts are great in the world." Qian Yiqun said.

The three of them were silent for a long time, and Hu Zhongzi said quietly: "Now I finally understand why there are fellow Taoists who have entered the world."

Qingfeng had previously discussed with Hu Zhongzi where Qian Yiqun's original Dharma body was. Now, after Qian Yiqun talked about his great wish to spread the Dharma, they all looked forward to the future. However, unlike Qian Yiqun, their foothold is practitioners.

If you can buy practice techniques from neighborhood books, many people will definitely flock to you, just like a moth flying into a fire. Although it is impossible for a wise master to achieve anything, it is inevitable that one or two people with deep wisdom and super-qualified qualifications will embark on the road of practice.

As for mysterious techniques, it may not be a good thing.

All three of them knew that the threshold for many mysterious techniques was extremely low, especially the example of talismans. Those who have not practiced their minds and have not yet poisoned them rashly get amazingly powerful mysterious techniques. Who can guarantee that they will not do anything randomly?

It can be said that once this door opens, the order of the world since Huangdi will be broken. At that time, it is very likely that the constitutional order will come from the sect, not the court.

Then how will the court respond?

Hu Zhongzi gently twisted his beard: "Fellow Taoist, why are Confucian soldiers and soldiers all secret techniques and teachings, but now they are the descendants to talk about it?"

Qian Yiqun also thought this situation was very strange. Since Confucianism has the highest status and the widest source of students, their number and quality of sects should be much higher than that of Taoist Buddhism. However, the current situation is that the inheritance of Confucian secret techniques has spread and few have mysterious techniques. Military schools need mysterious techniques the most to help charge forward, but in Sun Chengzong's hands, they are just masters of military strategy and strategy, and I have not even opened the spiritual aggregate.

"Why is this?" Qian Yiqun asked.

"Because they are afraid," said Zizi, who twisted his beard, "mortals are afraid."

"Scared?" Qian Yiqun was stunned.

"Have you heard that Mr. Ye is a good dragon?" Hu Zhongzi smiled bitterly and said, "All ordinary people hope to see the gods come out to save the suffering, but if you really appear in front of him and use magic tricks, what you get is not closeness, but fear."

"People are a little afraid of things they don't have." Qian Yiqun could understand this mentality. After all, a monk with a small achievement in mysterious arts can easily erase an ordinary person, and even make people unable to investigate. In the face of magical powers, people will feel that their destiny is controlled by a huge force, thus causing resistance. This is natural.

"So Confucianism wants to rule the world with the emperor, and military strategists want to be granted marquis for thousands of miles, and find a name for themselves, but they cannot do without the official family." Hu Zhongzi said, "Will the official family see their personal guards under the hands of the "Immortals" like local chickens and tiles?"

"so……"

"So it's not so much for the outside world, but rather the Confucian and military masters of all generations have chosen a way to give up secret techniques and mysterious techniques." Hu Zhongzi concluded, "Fellow Taoist, what you want to change is not Dharma, but God!"

"Now the state affairs have reached such a decay, and the government needs to borrow strength," said Qian Yiqun.

Hu Zhongzi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist still knows very little about this world."

"Dare to ask for advice." Qian Yiqun was very clear about his own weight. Speaking of two lives, he was still a person who was 50% in his total life. However, he was only nineteen years old in his previous life, and he spent his life in the ivory tower. Who knew what kind of people's hearts and things were? He finally saw some in this life and really experienced it, but his contact level was not high, and he was always just a little bit like a dragonfly and had no depth to say.

This is like playing a game. I keep playing the first few levels of simple and difficult. How can I have an in-depth view of this game?

"Fellow Taoist," Qingfeng also said, "The government naturally needs to borrow power, but if you lend it to the government, you will be enemies with civil servants. Since Hongzhi, civil servants have been growing more and more. When they arrived in Jiajing, the cabinet has more power than the previous prime ministers. Why is this? Because they know that the emperor cannot do without them. If the emperor wants to rule the world, he has to borrow their power. The emperor can kill one or two, even ten or twenty, or even hundreds of thousands... But the one who comes to the bench is still civil servants after all."

"So, those civil officials will not allow us Taoist priests to get involved in the power of the world." Jiang An also shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist philosophers have thoughts lightly after all."

"I'm not afraid of this," Qian Yiqun said, "Everyone who wants to be an enemy of me is nothing more than a blow and a differentiation. If civil servants themselves have mysterious techniques and can correct the Dharma, they may not be resistant, right?"

"This is at most a generation of people." Hu Zhongzi said, "I'm afraid that ten years later, those who have been given the kindness of your teaching will first use this magic to oppose you."

"Uh? People's hearts are not so sinister." Qian Yiqun was a little surprised. This fellow Taoist at Hu Zhongzi was still like a god outside the world, but why did he become a conspiracy theorist at this moment?

Hu Zhongzi truly understood the world. He said: "Everyone knows the power of mysterious art and is the most powerful in the world. Even if someone doesn't know, after a kind person makes a big fuss in Liaodong, they all know. If you can't deal with such a powerful weapon, what do you want?"

Qian Yiqun was choking about it.

The sharp blade of mysterious techniques can be passed to someone, but it cannot be passed to someone.

Because there are so many spiritual aggregates, they are purely destined to heaven and there is no possibility of inheritance.

The throne can be passed down from generation to generation, and Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that the heroes would rebel, so Guangxing Prison cleared the thorns for the prince. If he had mysterious skills and considering that his descendants might not even be awakened from the spiritual aggregate, what would he do?

Kill all the Xuan monks. - This is probably a solution that Emperor Zhu easily thought of and took action.

Besides, civil servants seem to have been very fair in the Ming Dynasty. As long as they are innocent, they can take the exam, make progress, and eventually change their families. However, what is the truth? This huge system is also passed down from generation to generation, but what they pass on is not bloodline, but relationships.

Since embarking on the road to imperial examinations, scholars have various mentors, classmates, and fellow villagers of the same year. With layers of relationships, they can quickly integrate into the big family of scholars. They have passed on from generation to generation to take care of their children and nephews of the same year, and have umbrellas for their retired teachers. Finally, when they retire, their students, their students of the same year, and their students in the same year... will come to take care of him and help him with the aftermath.

Moreover, this circle has begun to be closed by the late Ming Dynasty. Eight-legged essays have been studied naked, and the examination question bank can be seen in the bookstore, and some people make a living by writing textbooks. In this case, poor people have been left farther away by the rich family. When they are physically and mentally exhausted by the messy news, the wealthy family may be drinking tea and watching opera with the examiner of the next subject, and sitting down to discuss the story.

If an uncontrollable powerful force is suddenly inserted into this stable political ecosystem, it will inevitably attract the pursuit and interception of the rest of the people.

"We also have a sect." Qian Yiqun thought for a long time, and seemed to have found a way out, but he was a little unconfident: "Isn't our master-apprentice relationship far better than their master-apprentice disciples?"

The Confucian scholars have worked with teachers all the way, but they are still masters and apprentices after all.

The master and disciple of the Taoist sect are naturally comparable to father and son.

"At that time," Hu Zhongzi shook his head and said, "There are people who seek skills in the palaces and temples. Who is still as affectionate as father and son with you?"

"Fellow Taoist," Qingfeng also felt that kind-hearted people were really whimsical, "The Tao is not passed lightly, and the law is not taught lightly. I have been able to hear the Tao for eighteen years. If I follow the world you said, I can buy a book in a bookstore and practice it myself. Who is patient in chopping wood and carrying water for more than ten years? If you ruin this great trend and cause people's hearts to become flamboyant and degenerate, wouldn't it be a waste of people's wisdom?"

"Qingfeng is serious." Jiang An was heartbroken when he saw Qingfeng saying it, and hurriedly came out and beat him up: "It is naturally a good thing for fellow Taoist to spread the teachings, but spells cannot be widely passed on and taught lightly, otherwise there will be endless troubles and will be of no benefit to fellow Taoist himself."

——Is it possible that the spiritual civilization I imagined is not feasible at all?

Qian Yiqun was quite shaken. He thought about the words of the three fellow Taoists one by one and had to admit that his knowledge was still a little superficial. He thought of the kind mutants in "X-Men". Although they wanted to live in harmony with ordinary people under the leadership of the bald professor and use their own strength to help others, they were ultimately rejected by mainstream culture.

It can be imagined that if I really promote this powerful new social force, the final result will be 80% of internal strife and then be defeated by external enemies one by one. Maybe in the end, a "Dong Zhongshu" will appear in my lineage, castrate myself, throw myself into the arms of the court, and be a Taoist in charge of the classics and music with peace.

Everything returned to its original appearance.

However, in this cycle, the bottom line will be broken through again and again, and the spiritual inheritance will be interrupted.

"Oh, I'm just a whim," Qian Yiqun sighed, "If it were possible, I'm afraid so many ancestors would have done it long ago."

"That's it," Jiang An smiled, "but it does not prevent us from taking this merit and making more guarantees for the future path to enlightenment. Brother Hu Zhongzi, let's go to the mortal world together!"

Hu Zhongzi was originally between the two, and wanted to make a decision after seeing the kind-hearted man. Now, seeing the kind-hearted man's destiny seems to be a little frustrated, but he has more thoughts hidden in the mountains.
Chapter completed!