Ascension Through Generations

Wonderful, wonderful! What the predecessors thought was truly incredible! "

In the lobby on the first floor of Wandao Building, Song Xingyun stood in front of an ancient painting, with a fanatical expression and excited and loud praises.

His compliment immediately attracted the attention of Zhao Sheng, Dong Miaozhen, Jin Wulin and others.

Everyone heard the sound and walked over.

Standing in front of the ancient paintings hanging on the wall, Zhao Sheng said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Song, you are so surprised, you must have gained a lot. Congratulations!"

"Haha, to be honest with fellow Taoist Zhao, this spiritual root picture really made Xiaodao deeply inspired. The master who left this painting must be my senior ancestor of Xiaoyao Sect. The senior's profound spiritual practice, Xiaodao admires it very much!" Song Xingyun said He said with joy and emotion.

There is no shortcut in the world than water. Water benefits all things without fighting for it, and it will bring evil..."

After just a cursory observation, Zhao Sheng and others spent a whole day.

"The so-called poetry expresses the Tao. Taoist friend Shao has a clear Taoist heart, and the golden elixir has hope."

"Yao Ming has essence and is calm and luminous, Tai Xuan is boundless and leads to emptiness, which is called a cave. He gathers his energy and concentrates his mind, and uses his ancestor's Qi to hover. The supreme chapter is mixed and ever-changing, and the principles and fate will last forever. , Consolidate the soul and condense the essence to lead the gods, release the knots, return to the five powers, and return all the energy." Haoran Zong Jin Wulin publicly expressed his understanding of the divine thoughts.

"A grain of sand contains a thousand realms, one body and mind, and all laws are the same. To know it, you must know the secret of no mind, and it is a pure karma that is not stained or stagnated."

As soon as you look at it, the land in the painting is barren, with quicksand and rocks, dead vegetation, and the sky is extremely dim, full of desolation and death.

Esoteric Buddhism focuses on the three chakras and seven chakras, and the penetration of the seven chakras is equivalent to the foundation-building realm of immortal cultivators.

He never expected that Zhao Qingyang had actually read the Tao Te Ching written by Laozi.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao is not this kind of person, he will definitely go up."

"Hey, how do you know?"

Zhao Sheng didn't do anything too extreme at all, but he actually aroused public anger because of it.

…

After listening to the first chapter of Laozi's Taoist Scriptures, Kong Lang's face turned pale and he did not dare to refute.

In the center of the painting, there is a lush green nine-leaf wild vine. The vines spread and grow in all directions. Grass appears everywhere they pass, bursting out with indescribable vitality.

When he came to his senses, a hint of admiration appeared on his face.

Of course, he also wanted to show off his knowledge to Dong Miaozhen.

She whispered very worriedly: "I heard that Kong Lang has contacted a group of people and insists on making things difficult for you. You must be careful."

Kong Lang was defeated twice by Zhao Qingyang, and it was rumored that he would definitely lose face if he returned to the academy.

On the forum, Zhao Sheng, Dong Miaozhen, Song Xingyun, Dong Xiaowan, Dong Yuyi, Kong Lang, Dong Shu and others sat cross-legged in twos and threes around the yin and yang Tai Chi diagram in the center of the altar.

"What a poem, what a big root! It seems that the exercises practiced by fellow Taoist Song must be Guimen's "Resurrection Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations"." Zhao Sheng applauded and praised with a smile.

Ha ha!

Before several people could react, they heard him singing loudly: "The Tao seems to have no object and no intention, just like the immortal immortal. The immortal, immeasurable fruit, a golden elixir encompasses all things."

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng looked solemn and said in a cold voice: "The ancient sages used water to describe the Tao, which is truly wonderful. However, the way of others is not your own way, just as the name of others is not your own name.

This painting is about three feet square and is in the style of ink painting.

"Since you are so elegant, Zhao will try his best to teach you what Tao is."

Zhao Sheng took the opponent's performance into consideration and secretly lowered his evaluation of Kong Lang by three points.

"What, you want to fight with me? Have you recovered from your previous injuries?" Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and a fist-sized purple flame suddenly condensed in the palm of his lowered right hand.

"Nurture Qi and cultivate immortality to survive the sun and moon, and catastrophes and tribulations are destroyed to escape the reincarnation. A little Taoist heart is like the sun, and there is a little divine light in the Zifu palace." The genius of Ziyang Sect said this.

"Amitabha! Master said that the body is invisible, and men and women are all skeletons! I won't argue with you, young monk." Dingnan sang loudly, then hurriedly turned around and sat down.

When Shao Shaoyang saw his senior brother retreating, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then recited in a clear voice:

"The west wind blows the waves of Laofeng Lake, and there are many insights in Wandao Tower. I can't help but say, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."

But...he found the wrong opponent!

"Don't take it for granted! But Zhao suddenly got a poem." Zhao Sheng looked very humble.

The sun is shining brightly and the wind is gentle.

"I have a golden crow, which has been locked up in the world of mortals for a long time." Zhao Sheng sang softly in a low tone.

Kong Lang snorted coldly when he heard this, and said sternly: "Huh, Zhao Qingyang, you don't have to be brave for a moment. When you get to the Dao Forum, I'll see how you make a fool of yourself!

Finally, on behalf of my comrades, I would like to give you a piece of advice: a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind! "

Then he took a step forward and looked at the vast sun on the horizon. His voice suddenly rose and his tone was passionate: "Today, light is born from all the dust, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers."

Kong Lang led a group of people from a distance and swaggered up to Zhao Sheng and others.

Who makes him so outstanding? (Sword God Lin Yizhi smiled and said nothing.)

There are nine Wandao Towers in total, and tens of thousands of "Taoist works" by predecessors are stored inside.

"This is true! Patriarch Huishengzi is the great-grandmaster of Xiaodao. This is his legacy. No wonder it is so consistent with the exercises I practice."

"Damn it, where has the pride of the Dong family gone?"

If you observe carefully, you can clearly see that each small group sitting together is centered on one or two Dong women.

"Heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature!" Song Xingyun was so shaken that he repeated this sentence unconsciously and muttered to himself.

This stage is a place for discussing Taoism. It is specially designed for the outstanding figures of the Phoenix Society to talk about Taoism and Taoism. It is also a show place for displaying personal "talents".

"Zhao Qingyang, you've been listening for a long time, but you haven't said a word. How about you go on stage and talk to me?"

I should use water as a way.

Kong Lang's face changed slightly when he heard Zhao Sheng ask this.

Kong Lang couldn't help but cursed, and then spoke first, loudly saying: "In my opinion, in practice, one must first incarnate, and the person who incarnates must first aspire to the Tao. The Tao is in the heart, the Tao exists in the heart, the Tao is invisible, and the heart cannot forget it. , Those who do not forget their hearts will keep the path firm and upright, the right path is in their hearts, and they will not worry about things."

Forsythia forsythia twisted her slender waist and stepped forward with lotus steps. Her pretty face was more feminine than a woman's, and her voice was extremely charming and even more charming than a woman's.

"Heaven's heart is like one's own heart. Nature is also like human beings; human heart is the machine. The way of heaven is established, and the way of humanity is also established."

Although the Phoenix Society has only been started for three days, most people have already found the target of the strategy.

"With the beauty in my arms, someone may be stunned."

There is a way of saying that heaven sends out murderous intentions, moving stars change places; the earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the ground... Human nature is clumsy, and the way of heaven has no good or evil. "

Seeing Kong Lang deflated, Jian Shisan on the side suddenly said coldly: "If you let your mouth utter all kinds of words, I will break it with my sword!"

Ten miles south of Wandao Tower, in the middle of a valley surrounded by mountains and rivers, stands a nine-color altar built in the shape of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, the yin and yang, the five elements, and the eight trigrams and nine palaces.

There was no words for a long night, and the third day came in a blink of an eye.

Alas, it seems that another candidate Weaver Girl has a "mundane heart" for him.

His original intention was to show off, but he failed and ended up getting fucked instead.

"Feixuan purple energy condenses the spiritual roots, the outline of the jade is the master of all gods, the sky is full of nature, and there are twelve legends of Junji above. The jade tower is high in the sky, and the purple palace is with the golden pavilion. Qiongtang Weishuo With eight cymbals, nine immortals of green gold and gold emerge from it."

I also have a motto for you from the sages: ‘The Tao can be taught, but it is extremely Tao’. Famous, very famous..."

"Okay, Fellow Taoist Shao, this poem is wonderful."

As soon as he finished reading, everyone burst into cheers.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands at Zhao Sheng and said with a gentle smile: "Fellow Taoist Zhao, can you give me some advice?"

Zhao Sheng said without hesitation: "The Supreme God of Heaven regards all things as a mere dog!

At this time, Zhao Sheng's last question completely made him lose his demeanor and become angry.

After singing an enlightenment poem, the little monk Dingnan Baoxiang, with red lips and white teeth and a shiny head, solemnly put his palms together and signaled to everyone one by one.

He returned the favor triumphantly, and then his eyes suddenly turned to Zhao Sheng, who was surrounded by beauties.

"How could such a peerless beauty who transformed into a human being fall into the clutches of such a vulgar clown? This is simply intolerable!" Kong Lang thought angrily.

"Little monk, how is this Buddha's greeting written? The true Buddha is the beginning, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. I, the Ultimate Bliss Heaven, have a close relationship with your Tantric Buddhism! We need to get close to each other."

When it comes to writing poetry and calligraphy, the Confucian scholars from Lingyun Academy are recognized as the number one in this world.

Kong Lang was not an empty name. Seeing that the way was unreasonable, he immediately said cleverly: "The way of heaven is vast and ethereal.

This man was born in the Tantric lineage of the Future Temple. It was rumored that he was a reincarnated soul boy. At only eighteen years old, he had already penetrated the Seven Wheels and became a eminent monk in the temple.

At this moment, a sneer came from the distant corridor.

"Zhao didn't gain much. He only gained an occasional understanding, which is, 'Heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.'"

Zhao Sheng looked at the ancient paintings on the wall.

Seeing this, Shao Shaoyang pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Why doesn't Fellow Daoist Zhao stop reading? This poem seems to have unfinished meaning."

Zhao Sheng looked around and saw that the walls of the lobby were hung one after another with Taoist pictures of different shapes and spirits, full of Taoism, as well as paintings and runes.

As soon as Zhao Sheng heard this, he knew what the other party was planning.

"Miaozhen, you are mine! Zhao Qingyang, you and I are incompatible."

Dong Xiaowan did not follow him away, but came to Zhao Sheng's side. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at him deeply, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her lips were filled with sadness.

…

Hua Forsythia covered her mouth with a proud smile, looked around the crowd, and preached: "All things are born with desire, and all desires are born with the Tao in them. Desire is the truth, the true Buddha, and the Tao..."

"hehe!"

Zhao Sheng shook his head and retorted: "Your way is too narrow, it is just the way of the human heart. How is the way of man like the way of heaven! The way of observing the sky and carrying out the journey of heaven are over. There are five immortals and ten thousand spirits in heaven. See Those who do it will prosper. Immortal spirits are in the heart, and they are implemented in the sky. The universe is in the hands, and all transformations are born in the body."

"Oh, I'd like to hear the details." Shao Shaoyang's eyes flashed and he continued.

Just as Dong Xiaowan finished speaking, Dong Miaozhen on the side suddenly coughed twice, and then kindly reminded: "Xiaowan, Kong Lang and the others have gone far, why don't you follow them quickly."

Once the poem was completed, Kong Lang asked with a proud look on his face: "How did this poem of enlightenment go?"

"Hmph, arrogant!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, aren't you afraid?"

"Mr. Kong, your poem about enlightenment sounds good. But as far as I know, you were born in the Confucian Confucian family, and you were the head of the upper chamber of Lingyun Academy. Why are your poems about enlightenment so full of Taoist charm?"

After saying that, he led a group of people and walked away.

Such people with unstable minds may have no hope of golden elixir in this life.

Song Xingyun was so pleasantly surprised that he couldn't help but chant softly:

"A green vine has dense leaves, and thousands of miles of barren grass are growing new. The Optimus Prime is where hundreds of deserts meet, and the roots of the earth will never be moved by aeons."

But what makes others envious, jealous, and gnashing their teeth with hatred is,

Needless to say, Zhao Sheng must sit with Dong Miaozhen.

The dim and deathly atmosphere in the sky is in sharp contrast with a small patch of green vines, but the majestic momentum of the wild vines is even more unforgettable.

You must know that there are only two copies of the "Tao Te Ching" in this world, which are stored deep in the book mountain of Lingyun Academy, and have always been rarely known to outsiders.

"you flatter me."

If he defeated Zhao Qingyang, not only would he be able to bring back a round for the academy, but it would also be of great benefit to the academy's ranking. He might even be able to win the position of chief from Kong Lang.

"What you said is wrong!"

The most outstanding beauties among the Dong girls, such as Dong Xiaowan and Dong Yuyi, actually sat close to the boy, and most of them were affectionate, with a docile look that was ready for you to choose.

Kong Lang was afraid that Zhao Sheng would not fall into the trap, so he said angrily: "You don't dare to come up. Are you afraid of making a fool of yourself in public because of your clumsy tongue?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by his junior brother, Kong Lang flashed and quickly retreated into the crowd.

…

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, please! Don't forget that Brother Kong is waiting impatiently."

As he said this, Forsythia forsythia displayed its charm skills, shining brightly and seducing the young monk.

When Dong Miaozhen saw this, he immediately stepped forward to stop him, "No action is allowed in Wandao Tower! Otherwise, even the Yuanying Ancestor will not be able to protect you."

Ahem!

The ancients said: beauty is a disaster, this statement is very reasonable.

"Brother Zhao, you are really born with Dao roots. These words are wonderful, as if they point directly to the origin of Dao. It would be great if you could join my Xiaoyao Sect."

Dong Xiaowan quickly bowed to Dong Miaozhen and saluted. Before leaving, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness and nostalgia, and she took a deep look at Zhao Sheng.

Dong Miaozhen was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. When he saw this ancient painting, he immediately introduced it in a soft voice: "This painting was painted by the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen Huishengzi three thousand two hundred years ago."

After reading this sentence, Zhao Sheng was silent for a long time and seemed to be speechless.

"Hmph, could it be that all your Confucianism, Taoism and literary spirit have been cultivated into a dog's belly?"

…

Frivolous, impetuous, moody.

Faced with a group of people making fun of people, Zhao Sheng shook his head, then slowly stood up from the futon, walked to the center of the Tai Chi diagram, and faced Kong Lang face to face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Shaoyang from Lingyun Academy stood up and laughed loudly: "Shao admires the arrogance of Thirteenth Brother. I also have an enlightenment poem that has been in my heart for a long time, and I am not happy to say it now."

In the center of the Tai Chi diagram, Kong Lang loudly sang a poem about enlightenment, which attracted cheers from everyone on the spot.

…

However, at the Yuexiang Ancient Painting Center, vitality gradually emerged from the desolation.

Seeing this situation, Shao Shaoyang decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Song Xingyun humbly raised his palm in return, and then asked: "Fellow Taoist Zhao, I have observed and studied the excellent works of my predecessors, and I wonder if you can gain anything from them?"

"Hmph, that guy is so ugly and as skinny as a mantis, what's so good about him?"

Kong Lang had lost a lot of face before, so he took this opportunity to observe Wandao Tower and must regain his place in front of Zhao's waiter.

"Yes, today's Taoist poetry begins with this poem."

This nine-color Dharma platform is the famous Taoist discussion platform.

…

"You, you, you!" Kong Lang pointed at Zhao Sheng, his fingers trembling with anger, his aura suddenly increased, and he released black and white literary auras.

He first glanced at Dong Miaozhen, the admiration in his eyes fleeting, and then looked at Zhao Sheng with jealousy, and sneered: "So what if it's wonderful? Can you condense the golden elixir by just talking? In addition, Kong also has a trick, Listen carefully."

"Yes, Sister Miaozhen, Xiaowan is leaving now."

"The Buddha is the heart. The heart is the Buddha. The Buddha in the heart has always been an illusion. It has no body, no form, and no form. It is neither color, nor emptiness, nor non-emptiness. It is inactive and non-existent. It is in the sand of the Blissful Buddha Land."

The young monk Dingnan was about to retreat when a man suddenly stood up on the east side of the altar.

Zhao Sheng let out a light sigh and looked at Shao Shaoyang with a surprised expression.

Shao Shaoyang curled his lips and was about to speak when he saw the other person suddenly looked enlightened and happily read out the entire poem:

"I have a golden crow, which has been locked up in the world of mortals for a long time. Now the light is shining out of the dust, shining through thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers. Hey, I saw the heart of the Tao on the Shou Dao Peak, and today I know that I am me!"