No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 9 Troubles
"The Taoist names of Master's generation are Qingli, Qingzhi, Qingmei, Qingye, and Qinggua."

"It's because Grandmaster Green Sprout is a person who loves to grow vegetables. He hopes that his disciples will thrive and have many students all over the world." Taoist Lan explained when he saw Xu Shun's eyes wide open with a look of shock.

The great master's name was Lu Ya, and she could no longer inspire Xu Shun to have the slightest bit of happiness in his heart.

His threshold has been raised a lot.

Don’t even call it green sprouts, even if it’s called green skin!

Xu Shun can face it calmly.

"The names of our ancestors and great-grandmasters are really diverse, which is enough to show that our Qinghua sect's ancestors of all generations are people who are aloof, outstanding, noble in character, and elegant and magnanimous!" Xu Shun thought for a moment and said with high emotional intelligence.

"My disciple speaks very nicely. When we get back to the mountain, tell those old guys about it." Taoist Lan listened to Xu Shun shamelessly praising the ancestors and said:
"Those old guys will probably jump for joy when they hear you speak so well."

When he was young, he always called his master "old immortal".

Now, the master has ascended to the fairyland, and I just have to wait for myself to ascend to the fairyland so that we can continue our master-disciple relationship.

"Master, are we going back to the mountain?" Xu Shun said.

"I originally didn't want to go back to the mountain. I wanted to take a walk outside, but now I've been found, so I have to go back!" said Lan Dao Ren.

Why do I feel like I'm not going home after get off work and am just sitting in the car playing with my phone?

You sounded so nonchalant before, but it turns out you had your own unspeakable difficulties.

"So you're not taking your disciples back to the mountain gate to pay homage to the ancestors of all generations!" Xu Shun said jokingly.

He wanted to use a relaxed tone to dilute the helplessness in Lan Daoren's words.

"It makes no difference whether I go back a few years earlier or later. Now it's just earlier." Taoist Lan looked at the mottled shadows of the trees on the winding path and said to himself, "Who says being an immortal is good? Immortals also have troubles!"

Even though he is a cultivator in the Mahayana stage who is about to ascend to heaven, he still has his own troubles.

No matter how carefree an immortal is, he is still a human being.

Everyone has troubles.

"My disciple!" Lan Daoist sighed and said, "Perhaps only stones have no worries."

"That's right. Troubles come from interpersonal relationships." Xu Shun said with deep emotion.

People have troubles because of interpersonal relationships.

So some people would rather hide in the mountains to avoid interpersonal relationships.

Relatives, friends, and strangers are like a big net that wraps people tightly.

What's more, Xu Shun had worked in his previous life, and had been at the bottom, middle level, and senior level, and had been the client and the contractor.

Dealing with people is really annoying.

"The more people I meet, the more I like dogs." Xu Shun couldn't help but say as he recalled his past life.

When there are people, there are worries. When there are no people, there are naturally fewer worries.

At this time, dogs are stronger than humans.

"Troubles come from interpersonal relationships?" When Lan Daoren heard Xu Shun say this, his eyes lit up again.

"My disciple is so young yet has such insights. He really deserves the title of 'talent'!" Taoist Lan was very pleased. He felt that he had made the right decision to accept this disciple.

This trip was not in vain.

"Let's go! Let's go back to the mountain slowly and walk for a few years!" Taoist Lan patted his belly and said with a big laugh.

Taoist Lan strode through the mottled shadows of the trees in the mountains, and it seemed as if he was not the one who was feeling troubled just now.

He has adjusted himself and no longer sighs or laments.

Immortals are also human beings and have their own emotions.

When you encounter something annoying, you will feel upset, and when you encounter something happy, you will laugh out loud.

But I can adjust my emotions quickly and not let them disturb me.

"Disciple, why didn't you pack up the roasted whole pig when you left just now?"

As they walked, Lan Daoist suddenly remembered that he had eaten half of the roasted pig. "We left in such a hurry that we didn't have enough time. Besides, if we ate half of the roasted pig and recorded it with the bead technique, wouldn't it make the Immortal Master think that we can't afford the roasted pig?" Xu Shun said.

"My disciple, what you said makes sense!" Taoist Lan nodded and said, "Why don't we go back and eat. The roasted whole pig is pretty good."

"..."

"A good horse never turns back! Master, we are already here. Just walk a dozen miles ahead and we will reach the next place. Didn't you say there was sour soup rice noodles there?" Xu Shun advised.

It’s not that he didn’t want to eat the roasted whole pig, but he was full.

As we all know, eating too much roasted whole lamb or roasted whole pig will make you feel greasy.

I need some sour soup rice noodles to change the taste.

Who can stand eating meat every day?

"That's true. Then let's go to the next place!" After hearing this, Lan Dao Ren was also tempted.

The world is so big, there are so many famous mountains and so many delicious foods.

Don't be bound by one time or one thing.

As Lan Dao thought about this, he quickened his pace.

"Master, wait for me!" Xu Shun chased after him.

As for the relationship between Qingtao and Lan Daoren, what were they like in the past?

Why was Lan Daoren running around randomly, or was his location calculated by someone, so that Qingtao was asked to find him?
What happened on the mountain that made Master Lan not want to go back?

Xu Shun didn't ask because he knew that Lan Dao Ren would definitely not tell.

The two of them returned to their previous pace of life.

He ate and drank during the day and practiced at night. Xu Shun had successfully reached the second level of Qi training.

The body becomes stronger, the appetite becomes bigger, and the spiritual energy is absorbed faster.

Other than that, nothing has changed.

If there's any change, it's that I'm pooping more.

Eat more and poop more, there's nothing wrong with that.

Who could have thought that those who practice Taoism would be like this at the beginning?

Is this the trouble of cultivating immortals?
After Xu Shun finished defecating in the wild, he wiped his butt with leaves, tied his belt, and washed his hands in the stream nearby.

No wonder some people say it is in shit and urine!

He must have just finished using the toilet and was inspired to write this.

"Let's go! Master!" After washing his hands, Xu Shun came to Taoist Lan who was lying under a tree not far away and said.

Although they wandered aimlessly every day, Xu Shun keenly noticed that their general direction was north.

The Qinghua Sect was somewhere to the north of them.

"Hmm!" Lan Dao Ren stood up and said, "Two solutions a day is troublesome."

"Back then, it was the same when I was practicing as a master, and other fellow disciples were vying to use the toilet."

"It's been hundreds of years!"

“There is no time limit for cultivation!”

"Then...what about those uncles?" Xu Shun asked.

"Some of them are in the mountains, and some have reached the end of their life span and have died." Lan Daoist said: "For us cultivators, life span is also very precious. Don't think that you will have plenty of time in the future and neglect your daily practice."

"Yes! Master!" Xu Shun said.

"If I could go back to that time, I would probably let them go to the toilet first." Taoist Lan walked unsteadily.

"Can't the toilet be built a little bigger? Is it that necessary..." Xu Shun was about to say something when he suddenly heard the cry of a crane.

(End of this chapter)