Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 397, If I were Qing Emperor when he was young
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with a dazed look. The scene of a hundred flowers blooming, the beauty is beyond words. Many flowers that only bloom in winter also bloom at this time , formed a bud.

"Is this the spiritual power of Tiantao petals? You actually use Tiantao petals to do such extravagant things?" Bai Chen, whose illusion has eliminated his sense of existence, said with a look of envy, looking at the Tiantao petals and drooling.

Standing next to Bai Chen, Hanxiang couldn't laugh or cry: "No, these peach blossom petals were originally used by the peach blossom tree to feed back to Dashan, and everyone including the senior brother couldn't drink it. Now I just let the peach blossom petals be replaced The position just falls, let the petals penetrate from here, and the mountain will also feed back to the Taoist temple, allowing these flowers to bloom."

At this time, the flowers catalyzed by the petals of Tiantao are exuding a fragrance, and the scent of various flowers mixed together makes people intoxicated.

In the middle of the arena, people reacted, and they all exclaimed.

"Is it magic? Is it really magic? Is Guanzhu Yun's secular identity a magician or something?"

"My flowers are fake, with special effects, right? Wait a minute. It doesn't seem to be fake, the fragrance is so realistic."

"This flower is so real, you can't tell it's fake at all." Mingli was stunned by the extremely beautiful scene in front of him, and subconsciously picked up a small dandelion. As soon as he picked it up, the dandelion ball popped The wind blew away, and turned into little flower balls scattered in the air: "I'm going to go, is this true? How did he do it."

Ming Ye also stared blankly at this scene, it really couldn't be more shocking.

"Wuliang Tianzun." Xuanli was not shocked, but picked up a small flower, thoughtfully.

Yijie was also shocked by this scene, but he soon regained his senses, stood up and said excitedly: "What is this? Are you using magic to send us away? There is no explanation of Taoism, it is simply a performance of a small It’s just a small magic trick! I think it’s just for fame, what kind of Yun Guanzhu is clearly a liar, fellow Taoists, what do you think?”

Some people expressed the same idea as Yijie, while some people fell into deep thinking.

At this time, only Zen Master Kong Jian nodded slowly, clasped his hands together in salute, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face. The smile was very warm, as if his wish had been fulfilled, but then the smile disappeared. , still with that expression of no sadness or joy, or the paralyzed Zen Master Kong Jian.

"Is this your way? It really opened the poor monk's eyes. It's a pity that I didn't discuss the way with Guanzhu Yun before. Today I finally made up for this regret. Although I die, I don't regret it."

At this time, Yijie was a little confused, thinking that Zen Master Kong Jian was pretending to be wrong, he acted as if I understood without saying anything, he couldn't believe it: "Obviously he didn't say anything. Abbot Kong Jian, are you being a bit biased? It's just a small magic trick."

"Sometimes, language is not necessarily sound, a gesture can also be language, an action can be language, even a flower, a grass, a leaf, can also be language." Kong Jian said with a smile on his face. Said: "In this, Guanzhu Yun's way and reason are contained. The poor monk has realized that this is the Tao, this is the principle, it is also Zen, and it is also Buddha."

After finishing speaking, Zen Master Kongjian stood up slowly, and called the little novice next to him who was still in a daze, and the little novice stood up after a while, and walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple with the help of Zen Master Kongjian. Some rickets, for Zen Master Yu Kongjian, it was not easy to travel such a long way to get here, and he even staggered a little after walking a few steps.

Li Yun looked at Zen Master Kong Jian's back and said calmly.

"Then, goodbye, see Zen Master Kong."

Seeing Zen Master walking slowly without turning his head, Kong just replied softly.

"See you again, Master Yun."

Until Kong Jian's figure completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Yijie next to him still didn’t understand what the Tao was talking about. Instead of staring at Zen Master Kongjian, he just looked around and found that more and more people stood up. After expressing their understanding, he thanked him and left. , watching more and more people leave, Yijie felt like a fool who didn't understand anything.

"What the hell did he say? Can someone explain it to me?"

"With your IQ, it's hard for me to explain to you, an old Taoist priest." One of the old Taoist priests with a mustache also stood up, bowed his hands to thank him, carried the wine, laughed three times and walked away.

In the end, Xuanli also stood up, nodded with a slight smile, and left without looking back. There are fewer and fewer people present. As for the scriptures, there is no memorization of Taoist scriptures like a show of skill, but only Li Yun's understanding of Taoism.

At this time, Qingyue also stood up, did not leave immediately, but just smiled lightly: "Master Yun, the juniors present may not understand, please be considerate."

Mingye and Mingli next to them scratched their heads in embarrassment, but they were not as paranoid as Yijie and felt that they didn't say anything, they just felt that they were stupid and didn't understand, especially Mingli, who had already poked something, but just wanted to If it doesn't come out, it seems that there is a layer of veil, which will break if you poke it.

At this time, Mingli no longer regards Li Yun as a young man who has no ink in his stomach for fame and fame. This is a person who really has a profound elaboration of Taoist thought, and has a Tao that truly belongs to him, which is different from other people's Tao.

Sitting next to Qingyue, the old Taoist priest with gray beard stood up and thanked him.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Guanzhu Yun is a great talent. He can use this method to let us realize our own Tao. It turns out that the so-called Tao has no definite answer at all."

"Guanzhu Yun wants to say something." Listening to the old Taoist's words, Mingli finally understood a little bit.

Li Yun raised his head and poured down the rest of the wine, the last drop of Nurhong in the jar entered his stomach, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and the flowers swaying on the ground seemed to be overwhelmed by the aroma of the wine.

"If I were the Qing Emperor in his years, and the retribution and the peach blossoms bloomed together, the Tao of the poor would be like a hundred flowers in full bloom. There is nothing to rely on, nothing to seek, reason, reason, and Zen. Why stick to one kind of thing? It's better Appreciate the flowers and plants, and see the prosperity of this world."

After the words fell, he walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple with a jug of good wine in his arms, in a cool and unrestrained way.

The Taoist of Xiancheng, accompanied by wine, carried the blue and white flowers dyed with daisies, walking on the mountains and among the world of mortals.

(End of this chapter)