Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 367 I am best at winning people over with virtue

Not long after, the gate of Tushita Palace opened. First, two cute little boys walked out, followed by a smiling old man wearing a Bagua Taoist robe, holding a whisk and looking amiable.

The moment they saw the old man, all the Taoists outside the door bowed to him and sang loudly: "Greetings to the Supreme Lord Laojun!"

An Yan did not dare to hesitate and immediately followed suit and bowed.

Speaking of which, he had worshipped Laozi many times, but this was the first time he met him in person.

It was far from the picture he had imagined: clothes made of colorful clouds, a green lotus appearing with every step, and the four sacred beasts accompanying her.

To be honest, if I met him on the street, he might even help me cross the road.

This is the true return to nature, without any deliberate concealment, and in accordance with nature. Compared with this, the so-called sophisticated means of concealing one's breath are nothing.

Taishang Laojun also behaved very easygoing, flicked his whisk lightly and said kindly: "No need to be polite. I am just a spectator, you can follow the procedure as you wish."

As the whisk moved, a stream of clean air floated over everyone, and their bodies straightened up involuntarily.

Feeling the power contained in the pure air, An Yan sighed again. He was worthy of being the Jade Emperor. Such power was truly awe-inspiring.

Although Taishang Laojun said this, the four leading Heavenly Masters still said respectfully: "Please take the seat, Taishang Laojun."

It was not until Taishang Laojun took the main seat that the atmosphere at the conference finally became lively.

The host of the conference is Zhang Daoling, one of the four great heavenly masters. Now that Taishang Laojun has arrived, he also announced the official start of the conference.

"This conference is divided into two agendas. One is to discuss the meaning of the scriptures, and the other is to discuss the art of magic."

"Now begins the discussion of the younger generation's scriptures. Anyone in the Dao sect who is no more than a hundred years old can go on stage. The winner will stay, and the loser will leave."

Afterwards, Zhang Daoling stepped down and gave the venue to the younger generation.

The Taoist conferences do not have as many fancy things as the Buddhist water ceremonies. During the discussion of the scriptures, there are only two cushions on the venue.

In other words, at most two people can discuss at one time.

Everyone knows that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Although being the first is glorious, it also brings the greatest pressure.

Next to Zhang Daoling of the Tianshi Mansion stood a young man wearing a dragon and tiger Taoist robe. He looked very imposing. If it weren't for An Yan, he would definitely be the most handsome guy in the whole place.

The young man's name is Zhang Longhu. He is the direct descendant of the Tianshi Temple. It is said that when he was born, a dragon and a tiger followed him and strange phenomena appeared in the sky. His name was given by Tianshi Zhang Daoling himself.

The two words "dragon" and "tiger" show how much importance the people in Tianshi Mansion attach to it.

The latter did not disappoint the Tianshi Mansion. He was less than a hundred years old, but had already reached the late stage of celestial immortal. Now, he had condensed the embryonic form of three flowers and was expected to achieve the realm of golden immortal within a hundred years.

Obviously, people from other Taoist sects all know about Zhang Longhu's existence.

After seeing that Zhang Longhu was not the first to go on stage, the others began to feel tempted.

How does the saying go? If you are appreciated by the Lord, you have a bright future.
Just as the others were about to make a move, a figure stepped out and said, "Since everyone is so polite, I won't be polite."

An Yan didn't want to wait any longer, and under the astonished gaze of his ancestor Mao Ying, he entered the field and sat cross-legged on the cushion.

"A disciple of Maoshan Sect, An Yan."

An Yan was wearing a simple Taoist robe. Regardless of his strength, his calm appearance alone was better than many people.

Moreover, some people began to look at An Yan and Zhang Longhu back and forth, and then whispered to the people around them with strange expressions.

It’s just that there are people who are more handsome than Zhang Longhu.

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, An Yan looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with an expression that said, "I don't want to be like this either," and said, "Alas, I wanted to conquer you with my inner qualities, but I didn't expect that you cared about my appearance. Sure enough, outstanding people are like fireflies in the dark night, lighting up wherever they fly."

As soon as these extremely pretentious words came out, everyone in the Maoshan Sect felt uneasy, because all the people from the surrounding Taoist sects focused their attention on An Yan, and some of them were not focused on them.

It seems to be saying, where did you get this top-quality product?

"Hey, this Taoist is interesting, very interesting. He is not like the previous Taoists who were so rigid." The two boys next to Laojun whispered to each other. After so many Taoist conferences, this was the first time they met such an interesting Taoist.

"I just don't know if his strength is as strong as his talking skills."

Taishang Laojun heard the commotion and his eyes fell on An Yan. He seemed to see something and the smile on his face deepened.

This little guy is amazing!
"Ge Ming, the descendant of the Lingbao Sect of Gezhao Mountain, please teach me."

Ge Ming, the successor of the Lingbao Sect of Gezhao Mountain founded by Ge Xuan, one of the four great heavenly masters, couldn't stand An Yan's pretentious look, so he jumped up and landed on the cushion opposite.

Seeing that two people were already seated on the field, Zhang Daoling also gave the theme of this discussion, "The theme of this discussion is to win people over with virtue. You are all the pride of the major sects. I believe you have read a lot of Taoist scriptures on weekdays. Now it is time for you to put your knowledge into practice."

"Since the Maoshan disciple is here first, then let's start with you."

When the others heard the topic of this discussion, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

This topic may seem simple, but since ancient times, there have been many Taoist classics discussing benevolence. It is not easy to come up with new ideas based on the work of predecessors.

Hearing that he was not the first, Ge Ming felt relieved, and then his eyes fell on An Yan. The advantage of the later speaker is that he can refer to the answer of the previous one and then combine it to come up with his own answer.

Noticing the other party's gaze, An Yan was not nervous at all. He knew what the other party was thinking, but unfortunately he chose the wrong opponent.

An Yan clapped his hands and chuckled, "This is really a coincidence. I am best at winning people over with virtue."

"Everyone, I wonder how you understand this sentence in the Tao Te Ching? Those who are good, I treat them well; those who are not good, I also treat them well. This is virtue."

Ge Ming also laughed, "Fellow Daoist, this is your argument, why are you asking others a question?"

The people below also laughed.

An Yan also laughed and continued: "I treat kind people well, and I also treat unkind people well."

“But this virtue, this kindness, I think it is this.”

Under everyone's dull gaze, An Yan waved his fist in a very unconventional way.

“For those who are not kind and do not listen to my reason, I must subdue them first before I can win them over with my virtue.”

"So, the core of conquering people with virtue is to conquer people with fists, and those who are conquered are those who are disobedient."

"I wonder if Brother Dao agrees with my point of view?"

An Yan looked at Ge Ming opposite him with a smile. He knew that he, a latecomer, was definitely no match for these descendants of major sects who grew up immersed in Buddhist scriptures. In terms of the meaning of the scriptures, he was definitely not a match for these descendants of major sects who grew up immersed in Buddhist scriptures.

However, the rewards of the conference were too tempting, so he had to take a radical approach and resort to this last resort.

It just so happened that the topic was about convincing people with virtue, which saved him a lot of words.

Ge Ming naturally disagreed with An Yan's few nonsensical words. What kind of weird and perverse reasoning was this? How could this be used to win people over with virtue? It was clearly bullying!

As the direct descendant of the Lingbao School and a disciple of an orthodox Taoist sect, he would not allow anyone to misinterpret the meaning of the scriptures in this way. He would immediately speak eloquently to make the other party feel ashamed.

Offstage, everyone was laughing and crying. They thought that the Maoshan Sect had really produced a child of destiny, but they didn't expect that he was just a useless idiot. The ancestor Mao Ying's face was tense and extremely ugly. If it weren't for the Taishang Laojun here, he would have rushed up and pulled An Yan down.

This little bastard, what the hell is going on!

Ermao Jun and Sanmao Jun also looked at their eldest brother with strange expressions, recalling their eldest brother's lofty ambitions yesterday and combining them with today's situation.

They both felt like their dreams were shattered.

However, when everyone wanted to hear how Ge Ming refuted An Yan, they found that Ge Ming did not speak for a long time, and his face turned red instead.

How is this going?

An Yan on the field smiled and said, "Brother Dao, you should convince others with virtue. If your fists are not as strong as the opponent's, how can you convince others?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you agree with my point of view."

Facing An Yan's words, Ge Ming on the opposite side opened his eyes wide and his face turned red like a monkey's butt.

brute!

What a beast!
You let me speak!!!!
Just when Ge Ming was about to open his mouth to refute, he suddenly felt a huge pressure on him, making him unable to move and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He looked carefully and found that the source of the pressure came from An Yan opposite him.

In his eyes, An Yan seemed to have turned into an ancient sacred mountain, suppressing the heaven and earth. His figure was unattainable, and just one glance at him made him feel invincible.

Only then did he realize with horror that this unknown disciple of the Maoshan Sect was incredibly powerful.

Although his cultivation was not as good as Zhang Longhu's, he was also in the middle stage of the celestial being. Even Zhang Longhu did not dare to say that he could suppress him with his aura alone.

Now, listening to the other party's shameless words again, he sadly found that he actually had a sense of identity. Without strength, how can he convince others with virtue?

When he discovered the changes in his mentality, he felt that he was polluted. He immediately became furious and vomited hot blood, then fainted on the mat.

As a party in the debate, Ge Ming's action is undoubtedly equivalent to abstention.

Except for the younger generations who couldn't see any clues, the founders of the major sects were basically all Golden Immortals. They saw through An Yan's methods at a glance and cursed him inwardly for being shameless.

Then he glared at Sanmao, as if to say, look at what a good disciple you have taught.

Grandmaster Mao Ying lowered his head in guilt at first, but then he reacted.

its not right!
This conference didn't say that we can't do this!
You are not as skilled as others, blame me!
If you have the ability, you can also let your disciples win people over with their virtue!

Thinking of this, Grandmaster Mao Ying straightened his chest and responded to each attack with a tough attitude, and the Golden Immortals' spiritual consciousness communicated with each other.

After hearing Mao Ying's arrogant words, except for the four great heavenly masters, the leaders of other sects all gnashed their teeth.

If it weren't for the fact that Taishang Laojun was here, I would probably roll up my sleeves and have a fierce fight.

Although the four heavenly masters were surprised at An Yan's strength, they did not deny An Yan's achievements. Although his methods were a bit inferior, his words were reasonable.

How can you win people over with virtue if you don’t even have a big fist?

Like in Western religions, those bald monks are best at winning people over with virtue.

I will ask you if you submit or not. If you don’t, I will beat you up. I will beat you until you submit, and then I will force you to be converted by the golden hoop.

It can be said that the prosperity of Buddhism today is inseparable from the two saints of the Western religion, who convinced people with their virtue and won over a large group of Taoists.

Nowadays, it is at its peak, and there is a tendency that Taoism is being overshadowed by it.

What's more, the four heavenly masters secretly observed Taishang Laojun's expression and found that Taishang Laojun was not displeased at all. Instead, he watched with great interest.

The four great heavenly masters smiled bitterly and approved of An Yan's behavior.

Ge Xuan personally went on stage and took the unconscious Ge Ming away. Before leaving, he deliberately looked at An Yan, which scared An Yan so much that he immediately pretended to be a good boy.

Zhang Daoling announced: "The winner is An Yan. Anyone who disagrees can come on stage in person."

"If there is no one, the winner of this round will be An Yan."

The total score of the Taoism Conference is ranked based on the performance in the two rounds. The top three in total score will have the opportunity to listen to Laozi’s lectures, as well as some other rewards.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that no reward could compare to the opportunity to listen to Laozi preach.

"Shenxiao Sect, Linglong, please teach me!"

As soon as Zhang Daoling finished speaking, a beautiful and graceful figure from the Shenxiao Sect, which was famous for its thunder magic, flew out and landed on the field.

The leader of the Shenxiao Sect knew that his disciple was dissatisfied and wanted to vent his anger on Ge Ming, but
Considering the strength of the boy opposite, the leader of Shenxiao Sect sighed softly, but looking at the proud expressions of his disciples, he suddenly realized that letting these little guys experience some setbacks seemed to be a good choice.

There is always someone better than you. This is a good opportunity for our disciples to wake up and work hard to become stronger.

As for your mental breakdown, if you can't even handle this little setback, then just break down. There is no building without breaking down.

Seeing that it was a proud senior sister, An Yan still smiled and said, "Senior sister, please."

Then, then. Then Linglong finally understood why Senior Brother Ge Ming remained silent.

Her eyes were wide open and she glared angrily. She couldn't help swearing in her heart, completely disregarding the modesty of a girl.

brute!

What a beast!
You let me speak!!!!
But An Yan remained indifferent.

Finally, Linglong looked even more pitiful, with an expression that looked like she wanted to seduce him.

An Yan is very unromantic and doesn't respond to any persuasion.

What a joke. Who are you trying to seduce in public? Even if you dare to seduce me, I won't respond.

Afterwards, Linglong suffered the same fate as Ge Ming, vomiting blood and fainting. It was too embarrassing to save face like this! How embarrassing!

At this time, the people in the audience finally came to their senses.

Nima!

So this is what it means to win people over with virtue!
I have to say, no one was dissatisfied.

Everyone suddenly felt a mixture of love and hate for An Yan. They really wanted to knock open An Yan's brain to see how this guy could come up with such a vicious trick!
Just as An Yan was about to win the first round easily, Zhang Longhu from the Tianshi Mansion finally appeared.

Of course, he also discovered An Yan's little trick, but he was not afraid, as he expected that the other party's realm was not much different from his own.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten something.

brute!

What a beast!
You let me speak!!!!
(End of this chapter)