Desperate Night.

Chapter 286 Path 286

"I heard that if you study hard in the first three classes, you can get a very effective amulet from the temple. Then you can give an explanation to grandpa and the others when you go home."

"The amulet is nothing. The key is the name. I will have priority when I need help in the future."

"We come here to learn, and there is another purpose, which is to train us to be able to figure things out on our own when we encounter problems, instead of asking the masters in the temple for everything. We can try to solve the problems ourselves with a batch of Taoist talismans first, and if it doesn't work, we can ask the masters for help. This can also save a lot of time and energy."

Several people around Yu Hong were chatting about the purpose of this training.

He listened to it in his heart, but frowned a little.

"Then why don't we teach the real way of training?"

"I can teach you, but..." A boy with glasses on the side had been curious about Yu Hong's size for a long time, so he quickly started a conversation. "Brother, you don't really want to come here to learn Taoism, do you?"

"I have this idea." Yu Hong nodded, "Why not?"

"Of course you can, but at our age, we can no longer practice it, and the Jinyu class only teaches casually. As for Taoism and such, I have also heard that it is actually similar to internal qigong, which regulates the body's nerves and makes people more energetic and physically stronger than ordinary people. It just sounds very mysterious." The boy with glasses whispered.

"No way? Then what if we encounter a ghost or something?" A young girl with purple lipstick couldn't help but ask.

"There's no such thing as a haunted place. You're looking for a bodyguard." Glasses smiled. "Anyway, my grandfather asked me to come here. He said I must get a diploma before I can go home. You don't really think that everyone comes here to learn Taoism, do you?"

"No, haven't you encountered this before?" The other fat man who was listening to the two people talking couldn't help but ask.

"What?" asked Glasses.

"They are the missing persons cases that the police can't solve. There are more and more of these cases recently. My dad's friend in the city police department said that there is no pattern to the crimes. There are several murderers and they just randomly find other criminals to take the place of the murderers." The fat man sighed, "If the world is not getting more and more confusing now, who would be willing to spend time and money to come here to mess around."

"So, there are a lot of missing cases now?" Yu Hong interrupted and asked naturally.

"Quite a few. Some were broken, and it was caused by human intervention. But most of them were simply because they couldn't find the person." The fat man answered, looking at Yu Hong, who was much taller than him, and the bulging and hard muscles on the other's body.

"Dude, you have such an awesome physique!"

Yu Hong smiled. His height and build made him stand out among these people.

From the fat man's answer, he could judge that the black disaster's infiltration into this world was still accelerating, but since the nine gates here could hold out for so long, it was estimated that targeted counterattacks would appear sooner or later.

Otherwise, this place would have been similar to Yiyi's place a long time ago.

Just as he was listening to a few rich second-generations chatting.

Among the four people on the other side, the cold and silent man standing in the front seemed to be disturbed. He frowned slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"How did you arrange this time? Giving lectures to that bunch of idlers is a waste of time for us, and it is equally meaningless for them."

“I have already suggested that these second-generation people who have gained experience through gilding the liar’s skills should be handed over to outsourced employees for training. They won’t practice the Dharma seriously even if we teach them the Dharma,” replied a man with slightly high cheekbones.

"Bear with it for now," the cold man closed his eyes, exhaled, and continued to recite something.

About two minutes later.

The wooden door in the yard was pushed open.

An old Taoist with white hair and a prosthetic eye came in here, surrounded by four Taoists in front and behind.

The old Taoist waved his hand, signaling the four to stop, and he quickly walked to the front of everyone in the courtyard.

"I am Yumo, the class starts now,"

He sat down cross-legged.

"This phase of teaching the Dharma is mainly for the new students in the Gold and Jade Class. Now that darkness is invading and chaos is coming, practicing the Dharma well can not only keep you away from some unclean things, but also protect your family and buy enough time for people like me to come to rescue you."

"May I ask Master Yumo, are there really such things as unclean things in this world?" Yu Hong suddenly raised his hand and asked.

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist." Yu Mo glanced at him, his eyes flickering over the strong muscles on his body. "The so-called unclean things include the evil thoughts and distracting thoughts that arise in your heart. They can all be counted as one of them."

"I see." Yu Hong showed a look of sudden realization.

He was not looking for trouble on purpose, but he really didn't sense any difference between this old man and ordinary people.

He looked weak and powerless, and one could even faintly hear a hint of mucus in his breathing. It was obvious that the old man had a cold.

Next, it was time for Taoist Yu Mo to recite scriptures. Seeing that everyone had no questions, he proposed to take the lead in leading everyone to recite the Taoist Puhua Sutra.

The boring chanting lasted for more than half an hour, making the students in the Jinyu class increasingly impatient and yawning. Only Yu Hong followed along and chanted the Puhua Sutra.

"This guy is quite interesting. Could it be that he is really here to learn something?" A female disciple among the four young Taoists on the other side noticed this and couldn't help but whisper.

"You can recite this Puhua Sutra even though it's so boring. You must have great concentration." Another female disciple nodded in agreement.

"Maybe he's pretending." The man with slightly high cheekbones guessed. "Brother Zhengming, what do you think?" He looked at the cold Taoist who had been silent.

"It has nothing to do with you. Just listen to the class carefully. If it is true, you will be able to stick to it later. If it is false, you will give up soon." Taoist Zhengming said coldly.

As soon as he said this, the other three people dared not say anything.

As one of the only two disciples in the temple who have achieved minor success in Taoism, he has considerable authority among the young disciples. After Zhengming finished speaking, he glanced at Yu Hong, whose sturdy and strong physique was quite eye-catching among the group of rich second-generations.

In fact, these second-generation people who come here to gild their names are not all useless. Occasionally, there will be one or two people with perseverance and potential.

But at this age, no matter how talented and determined he is, it's too late.

If you change your career halfway, you will not go far.

So after taking a few more glances, he continued to listen to Yu Mo's lectures and explanations of the Puhua Sutra.

The day's classes soon came to an end, and everyone respectfully saw Taoist Yumo off before going their separate ways.

"Yu Hong, you are not a local, right? Judging from your accent, you should have just arrived in Taizhou not long ago. Do you want to have dinner and play together?"

The fat guy in the second generation took the initiative to invite Yu Hong.

"No, I really want to learn some Taoism seriously. I plan to go back and study the Puhua Sutra." Yu Hong declined.

"Great! You really did a great job. Keep it up!" The fat man gave him a thumbs up, admiring him. "I hope you'll work hard on the Dharma and impress the Daozhong class over there!"

Yu Hong smiled and looked at the four young Taoists on the other side. With his perception, he could naturally hear the private chat between the four people just now.

It is also understandable that they look down on the people in the Jinyu class.

But it doesn’t matter, some things will gradually reveal their true nature with the test of time.

Turning around, he walked out of the Taoist temple alone.

In the following days.

Yu Hong came to the Taoist temple to attend classes obediently every day. There were five people in the other Jinyu classes at the beginning, but after three days, there were only three left. After another four days, there were only two left: Yu Hong and the man with glasses.

The other four skipped classes because they were bored.

The daily courses are all about reciting various Taoist scriptures, which are boring and incomprehensible. In the eyes of everyone, it is a complete waste of time.

Only Yu Hong and the man with glasses persisted.

After getting to know each other for a long time, he also learned that the man with glasses was called Guo Shangdong, and his family ran a chain of bookstores locally.

What they didn't know was that their persistence also caused disagreement among the Taoists who were teaching kung fu in the temple.

Three weeks later.

Inside Qingchen Temple, at 5:30 in the morning, the monthly routine summary meeting was held as usual.

"Regarding the application of the two people from the Jinyu Class to pass on the Dharma, I intend to formally approve it." Taoist Yumo sat cross-legged on the cushion, lazily basking in the sun.

"Gold and Jade Class? What good can those young people who paid to get in have? Are you kidding me, Junior Brother?" The temple master, Taoist Yuhen, had a fat and pale face, and was counting money with his fingers in his mouth with saliva.

"Don't mess around. Our Qingchen Temple is different from other Taoist sects. We only care about money. We have to spend money and resources to train two formal disciples. Isn't this a waste?"

"Forget about Guo Shangdong. As for the other Yu Hong, I think he is very determined and devoted to Taoism. I have talked with him several times. He seems to be a man who has experienced many ups and downs. That's why he is so eager for Taoism." Yu Mo explained.

"That won't work either. With one more person our income will be reduced. The temple doesn't have much income to begin with. Junior brother, you don't know how expensive food and daily necessities are. The Jin Yu class is the Jin Yu class, what does Jin Yu mean? That class was established just to make money! Don't get it wrong!" Taoist Yu Hen shook his head repeatedly.

"Well, that's all I'm saying. Don't get excited, Senior Brother." Yu Mo smiled helplessly. "Well, let me talk to him and let him bear the cost of the Taoist magic on his own. See if it works."

"Hey! That's right! Since he is so envious of Taoism, he naturally wouldn't care about the cost of practicing. If he cares about even this little expense, then I would doubt his sincerity." Taoist Yuhen immediately slapped his thigh.

Yu Mo shook his head speechlessly. Seeing his expression, the other Taoist masters in the temple also held back their laughter.

Although Qingchen Temple is not as pure as before, it still has money.

Since Taoist Yuhen came to power, everyone's life has become better. They can buy houses, cars and villas. Now everyone has the things they only dreamed of. Life is so colorful and interesting.

As for Taoism?

It's just a money-making business.

What's the point of sticking to tradition? If you can't even get enough food, and you don't even have the resources and medicines you need to cultivate, you will eventually wither and die.

Yumo watched the other Taoist priests enthusiastically discussing with the temple master how to expand business channels and the newly emerging online live streaming.

He sighed softly.

Ever since those stubborn ascetics were driven away, the temple is no longer short of money, life has become much better, and everyone's thin faces have become rounder.

But gradually, he realized something was wrong.

Taoists became increasingly lazy in their practice of Taoism, and spent a lot of time accompanying their families, traveling, eating, drinking and having fun.

The teachers are like this, and the younger generation follows suit. Although they don't have much ability, they have not lost anything in their arrogance and vision.

(End of this chapter)