The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 52: The heart is as vast as the sea, and the eyes are blind to the secular world

The cry of the deer awakens the Taoists.

The Taoist in the courtyard looked in the direction of the sound. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surrounded the deer, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

After a moment, the inspiration faded.

This deer not only successfully entered the Tao and stepped into the first stage of refining essence, but also cleansed its marrow and essence, making its bloodline purer.

The little deer didn't have time to be happy. When he moved his nose, a foul odor hit him, choking him and making him dizzy and his eyeballs rolling the moment he opened his eyes.

Xuanming paused slightly as he was stroking his beard, and waved his sleeve lightly. A strong wind blew up, blowing up the spirit deer. With the latter's terrified cry, the deer drew a graceful arc in the air and fell into a pool on Zangdao Peak.

The sound of splashing water was really beautiful.

"It made fellow Taoists laugh."

Yuanji Zhenren waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and praised sincerely: "Once reborn, it breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly, embarking on the path of cultivation. The deer you raise has quite a bit of potential."

Xuanming smiled happily when he heard this.

The spirit deer was just a small episode, and the topic was not dwelled on. At this time, the Taoists outside the door stood up and bowed under the leadership of the Taoist guarding the pavilion: "Thank you, Master, for the gift of good fortune."

More than a dozen Taoists spoke in unison, sincerely.

A familiar, old, and mellow voice followed, "Opportunities can only be encountered by chance, and if you have come across it, it is luck. Go back and digest it well, and don't waste this good fortune."

All the Taoists said yes in unison. Knowing that their master liked quietness, they did not stay long and turned to leave.

When they returned to the Sutra Repository, the Taoists were about to leave when they were stopped by the Taoist priest who was guarding the pavilion and asked them to put the scriptures they had been reading earlier back to their original places. The Taoists had already figured out who the Taoist priest was, so they did as he asked and cleaned the Sutra Repository.

They were not afraid of the Taoist priest guarding the pavilion, but they were grateful to their uncle-master. As everyone knew, the old man liked to recite Buddhist scriptures. They were working hard to benefit their uncle-master and to show their filial piety.

The Taoist priest guarding the scripture pavilion did not want to think about what his fellow disciples were thinking, nor did he bother to find out. As long as the scripture pavilion was clean and tidy, and all the same things were facing the same direction, he did not care about anything else.

Looking at the results, his brows relaxed, and he found a corner on the first floor, closed his eyes and contemplated what he had gained.

Go to the temple, under the pine tree.

Xuantong and Xuanyu also stood up and thanked their elder brother and Taoist Yuanji. They had benefited a lot from watching this discussion. If they went back and practiced carefully, Xuantong's foundation would be improved and Xuanyu could practice to perfection.

Zhenren Yuanji then bowed his head.

"Thanks to fellow Daoist Xuanming, I was able to see many things I had never seen before during this discussion. New truths emerged one after another, and old truths were renewed. I gained a lot of insights and gained a lot."

While expressing his gratitude, a trace of guilt appeared on his face:
"There is no order of precedence in Taoism, and the one who is more accomplished is the teacher. When I saw you discussing Taoism with talismans before, I looked down on you. But in the end, it was my narrow-mindedness in looking at people and Taoism that made me fall behind. I hope you won't blame me."

After saying this, he bowed again.

Looking up at Yuanji Zhenren's sincere tone, Xuanming turned aside to avoid the courtesy and said truthfully: "Daoyou can tell me frankly, which shows that your heart is as bright as the moon. How can I blame you?"

"It has only been a short time since I became a Taoist master. If I were a Taoist friend, I would probably judge it with common sense. This is human nature."

This is what Xuanming really thinks.

He has the "Huangting Sutra" in his hand, has a profound foundation, and his understanding and strength have greatly increased, so his Taoism can surpass that of Yuanji Zhenren.

Of course, it was also closely related to his good foundation in the art of talismans. In the first half of his life, he was like a child at heart. In order for him to have a skill and be patient, his father would force him to learn to read and practice calligraphy.

Even after he woke up, he never slacked off during the years of reading scriptures and seeking enlightenment in the Sutra Repository. The process of recording his thoughts was also a process of practicing calligraphy.

After practicing calligraphy for decades, he entered the Daoist realm. The characters of the characters were interconnected, and there were also theories of talismans in Taoist scriptures. His attainments in the art of talismans improved by leaps and bounds. Talismans were the basis for refining weapons and arranging formations.

It is precisely because of his profound knowledge of the art of talismans that Xuanming was able to improve the Bagua Sword Formation and better use thunder to refine weapons.

It's just that few people know this. It's understandable that Master Yuanji would think that way.

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After this incident, the two Taoists had a better impression of each other. Although they had just met today, they felt a little bit of sincerity after their contact.

Skipping this conversation, Xuanming and Yuanji sat down again. The tea had already gone cold. Xuanming raised his hand and scooped up mountain spring water from the running water in the courtyard. A stream of water flew into the pot, and he lit the fire again to boil water.

His posture is focused, just like he is meditating on Taoism, his heart for tea is like his heart for Taoism, and his sincerity can be seen in his actions.

Xuan Tong and Xuan Yu did not disturb him. Master Yuan Ji silently admired the picture of a real person brewing tea. He did not come back to his senses until the fragrance of tea filled the air and the tender tea leaves floated in the boiling water like a small boat or a swimming green fish.

Sniffing the tea fragrance and drinking the tea, Yuanji Zhenren felt relaxed all over. His heart seemed to be cleansed and dust-free. He couldn't help but sigh: "Good tea!"

The water is still the same water.

The tea is still the same tea.

The pot and cup are still the same pot and cup.

It is just that the Taoist who brews tea puts his heart into it, and the Taoist's mood when drinking tea changes, and the tea naturally changes accordingly, becoming closer to the Tao.

He gave one cup each to Xuantong and Xuanyu, and Xuanming finally gave one to himself. He sipped it slowly and waited patiently.

When the cup of tea was finished, Yuanji put down the cup, looked directly at Xuanming, and said with a serious expression:
"Now that things have come to this, I will no longer hide."

"Zixia Sect, Qingyang Palace and other Taoist sects heard that Tianzhuan Sect has a history with your sect, so they specially asked Senior Brother to ask for Zhenguan's superior foundation-building method. Tianzhuan Sect also has this intention."

"I happened to be free, so I came here. In addition to congratulating and discussing Taoism, I also wanted to test the Taoist's opinion."

"Can this superior foundation-building method be exchanged?"

Xuan Tong and Xuan Yu were stunned and stared at their senior brother. Master Yuan Ji was also staring at him intently.

Xuanming lowered his head and thought, but did not answer immediately.

One does not visit the temple for no reason. The only people who could make Yuanji Zhenren come in person, besides the common people, were the sects and the Tao.

He guessed that the other party came not only to discuss the Dao, but also to learn the superior foundation-building method. However, when he actually opened his mouth, Xuanming hesitated.

Before he received the Chu family jade slip, he wanted to protect the way with weapons and intimidate the villains with the magic sword in his hand.

But after receiving the jade slip, he changed his mind. Using intimidation to intimidate others was not in line with the Taoist style of being as kind as water and harmonizing with the flow of energy. It was too violent.

Unless he issues killing orders one after another to destroy all Taoist sects that dare to intervene, otherwise, there will be endless troubles and it will be difficult to have peace. When will the cycle of revenge end? Too much killing will easily tarnish the Taoist heart.

If you provoke the Golden Elixir Master, he will invite fictitious predecessors, tell too many lies, and his Tao heart will be easily blinded, which is very disadvantageous to himself, others, his heart, and Tao. This is a low-level approach.

Therefore, he wanted to simplify the Yin-Yang Foundation Building Chapter, so as to exchange what was needed for cultivation, so that everyone could gain something and reduce killing as much as possible. This would not only turn hostility into peace, but also increase the accumulation of the truth-seeking view with the heritage of the various Taoist sects in Fengyang County, and support one Taoism with many Taoisms and strengthen one family with many families. It would also help in the cultivation of the Taoist heart.

His heart is as vast as the sea, and his eyes are free from worldly light. If he can open up his mind and break the conventional practices that are kept secret, his Tao heart will most likely rise step by step and become clearer and more transparent.

But after thinking carefully during this period of time and discussing the Tao just now, Xuanming's thoughts changed again. The Tao is about chance, fate cannot be forced, and mutual transactions are just the middle way.

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Time flows slowly.

The three Taoists in the courtyard were silent and did not speak, for fear of disturbing Senior Brother Xuanming's (Master Xuanming) thoughts.

When only a hint of red remained in the western sky, Xuanming finally looked up and spoke, thinking of a better way.

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