Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 85 The observer is looking closely!
"Gu Dao was jealous of his body and lived on the street. He lost a pair of eyes because he calculated too accurately and leaked the secret."

On the way back, Shi Wangchen sighed for no reason: "Since ancient times, there have been many fortune tellers in the world. Without any cultivation, they can magically discern the secrets of fate. However, most of them have bad luck."

Xu Yuanchang secretly thought that even if Taoist Yanshan had closed his cultivation, he could still draw talismans to break the divine poison. He asked for advice: "If the ancient Taoist priest's business is good, if he reveals the secrets every day, will he be punished by God?"

He used clever methods to add fuel to the flames and help Taoist Master Gu build his reputation.

At this time, he was worried about harming Taoist Master Yanshan who was suffering from calamity.

Don't lose your life accidentally when struck by lightning.

Shi Wangchen said with certainty: "At most, he will end up with an even worse fate, and he will not be punished by God. Didn't you hear what he said? It is his merit to help people avoid disasters. He revealed that if the secrets of heaven are helping him accumulate virtue, The things he pursues are different from those of ordinary mortals, perhaps so that he can have a good start in his next life. Who knows, we cannot figure out the thoughts of strange people."

Xu Yuanchang was relieved, as long as he didn't do any harm.

As for making Taoist Master Yanshan even more unlucky, he cannot be blamed. There is rarely the best of both worlds.

"When do you plan to return to Qingping City? Don't you want to secretly guard the ancient Taoist Master in Jietian City for a while? I don't think so. Respect the fate of others. Monks and mortals are different. It is not appropriate to interfere too much, otherwise you will You will encounter big obstacles in your practice.”

As a guide, Shi Wangchen gave high-level warnings on spiritual practice.

He could tell that there had been an unusual interaction between Brother Xu and the blind old Taoist priest. It was private and he would not ask too much about it.

Xu Yuanchang nodded and accepted the instruction, and said: "I will stay for a month or two more, and Senior Brother Yin and the others will have to live in Jietian City for a while."

He pulled out Yin Quan as a shield, because Taoist Master Yanshan was not a mortal, let alone an ordinary monk.

What he did was not meddling in mortal affairs, otherwise he would not have dared to act like that.

Shi Wangchen didn't preach too much.

It is true that he is a guide, not a personal guard, just click on it.

As he said, respect the fate of others, but you can't stop those who want to die.

Why bother talking and wasting energy?
Before it got dark that afternoon, Shi Wangchen and Lao Qi changed their faces, quietly left Jietian City together, displayed their solid energy realm cultivation, flew at low altitude, and headed west in a circle.

A few days later, Xu Yuanchang, who had changed into an old gown without a bamboo box on his back, "passed" Sanpan Street. He saw that the old Taoist priest was very lonely guarding the empty stall. The business was no longer as prosperous as the previous few days, and the look on his face changed. His ruddy face turned yellow.

He walked around twice without much effort and heard about the unfortunate fortune-telling of the old blind fortune teller.

It turned out that the old Taoist priest who had earned copper coins was attacked by a thief at night, and almost everything was stolen.

Some good people spread the news, claiming that the old blind man couldn't even calculate his own minor disasters, so how could he help others tell fortunes? Isn't that a fool's errand?

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread.

The old Taoist priest had been without business for several days, was penniless, and had eaten six meals in three days.

Xu Yuanchang walked straight away, without approaching to take care of business. He walked through the streets and alleys in the nearby area. When it was getting dark, he found the smoky lair of a group of gangsters who were living in the city. After entering, he closed the door behind him.

"Hey, kid, who are you looking for..."

The impolite shout was interrupted by a "beat".

Less than half an hour later, it was already dark. All the "impressed" gangsters, with bruises and swollen faces, respectfully sent Xu Yuanchang out. It was terrible.

The gangster who had reformed his past mistakes took advantage of the darkness of night to return all the stolen copper coins.

The next day, the old Taoist priest's business suddenly boomed. He was busy from morning to evening, but no one came at noon, leaving time for noodles. The guests were very satisfied with the old Taoist priest's interpretation, and they were all full of praises and spread their praises everywhere. The old Taoist priest is a well-deserved "ancient half-immortal".

Rumors spread that the thief who stole the fortune-telling master suffered retribution and almost lost his life.

After this incident, the reputation of the ancient half-immortal became even louder.

Whoever dared to bully the old Taoist priest on the street deliberately disrupted the business. A group of green-skinned strong men stepped forward to speak out, their fists were filled with righteous indignation, and they even dragged the people deep into the alley, surrounding them tightly to reason.

Xu Yuanchang didn't interfere too much. He was the cause of the gangsters' debt and gave the consequences to Taoist Master Yanshan.

When the old Taoist priest's business got on the right track, he told the gangsters who were guarding him secretly to get out. Taoist priest Yanshan's business was not going to be very good. It was enough to make a living and not to cook too much.

Xu Yuanchang, who was wandering in a foreign city, did nothing but practice, do homework and read books every day.

He went to the Baijisi Bookstore on the top of the mountain to read classics, and occasionally harassed Senior Brother Yin for a meal.

Most of the time, he wandered around the city.

Look at the various conditions of the secular market, look at the warmth and coldness of people like drinking water, look at birth, old age, sickness and death, and look at the withered and yellow leaves falling in the wind.

Mortal life was very close to him, yet seemed to be far away from him. His divine orifice trembled from time to time without realizing it, and he was in a strange dissociated state of mind.

The progress of cultivation is surprisingly fast. He is neither happy nor sad. Time is like being blown by the autumn wind, and it has entered early winter in a blink of an eye.

It was drizzling and cold, and there were not many passers-by walking on the street holding umbrellas.

In the dim tavern, Xu Yuanchang poured half a glass of wine into the wine bowl opposite.

Taoist priest Yanshan has trouble with his eyes, and it will easily overflow if it is too full.

"Squeak", taking a sip of strong wine, the old Taoist relaxed the vertical and horizontal wrinkles on his face one by one, pinched a salt water bean and put it into his mouth to chew, eating various flavors, and finally turned into a question:
"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, there is always a banquet in the world. I have been out for a long time and it is time to go back. I wish you a prosperous business and a speedy return."

Xu Yuanchang raised the bowl and touched it lightly to the other side, saying a different kind of auspicious words.

After each took a sip, the old Taoist priest put down his wine bowl and said with a smile: "We must have known each other before and felt friendly. Unfortunately, I am old and can't remember many things. You can ask Pindao for advice. I may be able to help." Can you clarify?"

He said it quite confidently.

Although he is blind, he has many strange abilities, which sometimes work well and sometimes fail.

Xu Yuanchang thought for a moment, took out a piece of wood from the storage bag, used a flying knife to smooth the surface of the wood piece, carved marks on it, and soon copied the fourth cloud seal character on the money and handed it to the person opposite. Taoist priest Yanshan.

When he was in Qingping City, he consulted He Shutang, who claimed to know a little bit about everything, Yan Yuhan, who claimed to know a little more than Lao He, and Shi Wangchen, but no one knew this character.

The warm-hearted He Shutang specially sent the characters back to Yuruguan to consult the most knowledgeable uncle in the sect.

The answer I got was "This character is a variation of Yunzhuan, and the origin cannot be found." The blunt answer is that I don't know it.

Since Taoist Master Yanshan took the initiative to ask for answers, there was no need for him to be polite.

An old Taoist priest with an unknown level of cultivation might be able to recognize this character with his eyes closed.

Taoist Master Yanshan took the piece of wood and carefully groped for the carvings with his fingers. He was preparing to spit out one word with certainty: "Observe!"

Hearing thunder in a dull place, Xu Yuanchang's soul was shaken, as if the entire dark shop was brightened.

It was a strange feeling, returning to normal instantly.

Taoist Master Yanshan put the pieces of wood into his sleeves and explained in a low voice that was different from his usual loud voice: "Observers, look carefully. When dismantling them into pieces, they are the same as storks. Birds fly high and far away. When observed in the air, they can be transformed. From the perspective of position, you have a high level of "viewing" on issues, and you see things comprehensively.

“Look at the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars in the big way, look at the changes in the mountains and rivers in the small way, and then look inwardly at your own cultivation and enlightenment.

"Observation has another meaning, which is called 'seeing again'. Repeated observation, tracing back to the source, 'observe the original mind, understand the mind and see the nature'. This is what I know. I hope it can be helpful to you." .”

The voice is not high, and every word is like a clear spring.

Xu Yuanchang cupped his fists and bowed in salute, then went out in a daze and merged into the drizzle and cold mist.

There are only two sentences left that linger in my heart:

"Watchers, look closely!"

"Look into the original mind, understand the mind and see the nature."

In the dim shop, Taoist Master Yanshan took out the wood chips from his sleeve. His old eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white clouds. He didn't know when he had regained his clarity, and he didn't know when the old age that shrouded his whole person had faded away.

There was a hint of excitement and weirdness on his face, and he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"Behold, my heart is bright, illuminating the world with light!"

He sighed with relief, got up and walked out. The destined person helped him get through the most difficult and darkest level.

The road ahead will no longer be so hectic and he can walk on his own.

Maybe in seven or eight years, or maybe in a hundred years, he can come back from the disaster.

"Taoist Master Gu, you haven't settled the account yet. The store is small and makes very little profit, so we don't accept any credit. Please forgive me."

The guy chased him out, pulled the old man's sleeve and shouted.

It's strange that the blind old man didn't even need the wooden crutch, he was running away so fast. Do you want to eat the King's meal?
Taoist Master Yanshan was stunned for a moment, then he rummaged around and took out the copper coins to pay the bill. He was walking on the drizzle street, still muttering about the unkindness of a certain guy who was treating guests, and he couldn't even bear to cheat the old man out of his drink money.

The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be.

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(End of this chapter)