From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 233 Discussion
It's already mid-October.

Chongxu Temple is built on the bank of Canglang River. The autumn wind brings the coolness of the river water, making it seem even more chilly.

The eldest brother of Chongxu Temple has the Taoist name Jingxu, and uses the secular name Li Weizhen when traveling down the mountain.

Meng Yuan and Li Weizhen were not very familiar with each other, but they did have a friendship as they had fought side by side.

In Meng Yuan's impression, Li Weizhen really has the demeanor of a senior brother. He treats people gently and even has an affair with Xiangling's godmother.

Of course, he was a bit sloppy, like an old man.

Now, when he suddenly heard that this man was killing people everywhere, Meng Yuan felt a little dazed.

At that time, Xiangling's godmother Hua Guzi was cooked and eaten by Dawei Zunzun and others, which led to Li Weizhen's trip down the mountain to exorcise the demon.

Now Li Weizhen really rushed to the Buddhist kingdom, but he didn't know whether the disciples he was looking for were Qing Guangzi's disciples or the disciples of Zizai Buddha.

"Master Jingxu, have you killed all the Buddhist monsters?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"Of course." Zhao Jingsheng's face turned red from drinking. He took another sip and reached out his hand when he saw Xiangling peeling a chestnut.

Xiangling is a good kid after all. She opened her eyes wide, put the chestnut in Zhao Jingsheng's hand, and said, "I thought you only drank and didn't eat!"

"Thank you!" Zhao Jingsheng chewed chestnuts and looked at Meng Yuan, saying proudly: "Big Brother, you broke into the Buddhist country with a sword alone. This is the style of my Taoist master!"

"There should be someone else under the seat of the Buddha of Freedom, right? Don't they care?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"What's the Buddha of Freedom?" Zhao Jingsheng was really drunk, "He's not even a match for my senior brother!"

"Stop bragging!" Yuan Jingfeng didn't drink at all, so he was still somewhat sober. He explained, "I heard that the Buddha Zizai was meditating facing the wall, and the people below him also had their own factions, so that the eldest brother could kill them for fun!"

Yuan Jingfeng pointed to the west and said, "It's called the Buddhist Kingdom, but in fact it's divided into many small countries, big and small, but most of them believe in Buddhism. Some countries are ruled by humans, and some are ruled by monsters. They are even more chaotic than the Qing Kingdom!"

"I see." Meng Yuan understood a little and asked, "Did you say when Taoist Jingxu will be back?"

"Master sent a message saying that the eldest brother was talking about the immortality of saints..." Yuan Jingfeng scratched his head, obviously not knowledgeable enough.

"As long as sages live, thieves will never stop." Dugu Kang is the most knowledgeable.

"Right, right, right!" Yuan Jingfeng gave a thumbs up, "The prince really knows a lot, no wonder he is so fat!"

Dugu Kang cracked chestnuts and smiled awkwardly.

"Third grandma also said this!" Xiangling's stomach is full of food, and she doesn't have much knowledge, but she has a good memory.

"Oh? What else did Third Grandma say?" Yuan Jingfeng asked curiously.

"That's what Third Grandma and Ying Grandma said when they were arguing." Xiangling was holding a sugar-roasted chestnut with her little paws, looking very serious.

"That's called discussing the Dao!" Zhao Jingsheng corrected.

"Don't interrupt!" Yuan Jingfeng said unhappily.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Xiangling said, "It was raining that day, and Third Madam and Ying Madam were discussing the Dao. Third Madam said that as long as saints never die, thieves will never cease; Ying Madam said that to abandon saints is to abandon wisdom, to abandon benevolence is to abandon righteousness, to abandon cleverness is to abandon profit!"

"These are the words of the ancient sages." Dugu Kang took over the conversation, "How did the two of them argue?"

As a bald man, Dugu Kang would always look for Meng Yuan to play some so-called boring witticisms whenever he had time. Now, hearing Ying Rushi and Dugu Ying, two people with real knowledge, discussing Taoism, he was naturally very curious.

Xiangling tilted her head, tightened her bundle, straightened her hair, thought for a while before jumping onto Dugu Kang's head and said seriously, "Third Madam said that benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness are good prescriptions, but people are never satisfied. She also said that the so-called 'saints' are just using the rules set by their predecessors to commit thieves."

"Master, that's a good idea!" Yuan Jingfeng clapped his hands and asked quickly, "And then?"

"And then..." Xiangling tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "That's all! Third Grandma said that the saint must die!" When everyone heard this, they always felt that the "saint" she was talking about referred to someone else.

"What did Grandma Ying say?" Dugu Kang asked.

"Granny Ying has a bad temper. She said that benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom are like rotten meat. If a villain eats them, he will die, and if an adult eats them, he will become a bad person!" Xiangling was still scared, "Granny Ying is not kidding! If she says she will punish me, she will punish me. If she says she will extort money from me, she will extort money from me!"

Xiangling touched the small bag, as if she remembered the seven copper coins she had given away.

"In comparison, Third Madam is still a bit extreme, while Madam Ying is much more stable." Meng Yuan said this, but felt that it was inappropriate to speak ill of Third Madam in front of Zhao Jingsheng and the others, so he quickly shut up.

"Grandma Ying also said that the more you seek the truth, the more you lack the truth! Just like the bald donkey is cunning, the Taoist is hypocritical, and the Confucian scholar is lewd. They have lost their simplicity and nature, and they all deserve to be killed! It would be better if Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism disappeared, and it would be best if the biggest temple disappeared!" Xiangling said again.

"..." Meng Yuan was speechless. He had just said that Ying Ru was extreme, but he didn't expect Dugu Ying to be even more extreme.

Zhao Jingsheng was almost sober now, and said in a daze, "Does what Grandma Ying said conform to the principle of abandoning saints and wisdom?"

"Does what these two said conform to the principles of Taoism? Is this what the ancient sages meant?" Yuan Jingfeng was at a loss. "Are they really discussing Taoist doctrines?"

"The Tao is not something that only you Taoists can say counts." Dugu Kang became bolder and bolder, and even whispered, "Everyone has the Tao in their hearts. When you see a mountain, it is a mountain; when you see water, it is water; when you see a mountain, it is not a mountain; when you see water, it is not water. Everyone has his own way!"

"That's true." Yuan Jingfeng nodded in agreement, "Master often says this, too."

For a moment, the four of them were silent.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you hungry?" Xiangling peeled a chestnut, cut it in half and gave it to Yuan Jingfeng and Zhao Jingsheng. She peeled another one and divided it into two for Meng Yuan and Dugu Kang.

Seeing Xiangling being sensible and well-behaved, Zhao Jingsheng couldn't help but miss her. "I don't know when the eldest brother will come back. If I didn't have to guard this broken stall, I would also like to go out and play!"

Yuan Jingfeng also sighed, "Teacher doesn't usually care about us, and the eldest brother is like our father."

"All the senior brothers in the world are the same!" Zhao sighed quietly and touched Xiangling's cloth flower.

"That's right." Meng Yuan thought of Lin Yan and felt that although Lin Yan was a bit unruly, he was still reliable in doing things.

Seeing Meng Yuan also sighing, Zhao Jingsheng said, "I just thought about it over and over again, but I didn't expect that the eldest brother was really seduced by a monster!"

He spread his hands and said, "Brother Meng, tell me, whose senior brother in this world can run away with a monster?"

Meng Yuan scratched his head.

"Where are you from? How is Uncle Master doing these days?" Yuan Jingsheng finally remembered the important matter.

"Third Miss is doing fine." Meng Yuan said as he peeled chestnuts, "The prince and I accompanied Xiangling back to her hometown, and today we are here to burn paper for her godmother."

Xiangling nodded repeatedly, "Burn the paper!"

Yuan Jingfeng held Zhao Jingsheng down and said, "Brother, you cook. I'll go with Fellow Daoist Xiang!"

Zhao Jingsheng's face turned red from drinking, "I'll go buy two pounds of beef to give everyone some fat!"

As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily and began to fumble around on his body, apparently looking for money.

Is this really a Taoist disciple? Dugu Kang stared at Meng Yuan with wide eyes.

"We are here to burn incense and paper today and only eat vegetarian food." Meng Yuan said helplessly.

After finally convincing Zhao Jingsheng, Meng Yuan and his group headed towards the back mountain.

(End of this chapter)