New Shushan Biography

Chapter 4 Irony
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Day after day, a year has passed unknowingly in this boring intellectual career.

A year is an incomparably long time for mortals, and it is a very important part of life.But for those who practice Taoism, it is just a moment of flowers blooming and falling in the courtyard.Only like Shan Tao, who is neither a mortal, nor a half-trained practitioner, just now feels extremely difficult.

However, he did not spend this year in vain. He listened very carefully to the Wutai secret method preached by Abbot Zhitong every night. Coupled with the memory of the previous day, his cultivation of the basic qi refining formula of Mount Wutai is no better than The other brothers are worse, or even worse.

Because brothers such as the Four King Kongs, Zhitong will open some small stoves for them every noon and night when they are harvesting tonics, and teach them some relatively advanced formulas and spells.Therefore, those people seldom really work hard on this basis. After all, with better formulas, no one would look down on this kind of qi refining formula that is similar among the major sects and is like a common product.

These days, Shan Tao has also noticed that Zhitong's open altar lectures every night are just to recruit disciples and select those who are progressing faster in cultivation. The rise of the veins cultivates strength.

The physical body of a monk may not be regarded as a high-quality aptitude, but it is not bad. I don’t know why he pretended to have intellectual problems before, and his cultivation speed was very slow. Over time, Zhitong didn’t pay much attention to him. "Perhaps it's to avoid getting along with them!" Shan Tao secretly thought.

Even so, Shan Tao insisted on listening to it every day. Although he could not learn any advanced methods, in order to make all his disciples loyal to the Wutai sect, Abbot Zhitong occasionally interspersed with some of the five disciples when the Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch was still there. The famous deeds of the Taiwan sect when it was the leader of sects in the world and the Zongdao sect, especially highlighted the shamelessness and despicability of the second generation disciples of the Emei sect, and portrayed Taiyi Hunyuan patriarch as a tragic hero.

Shan Tao couldn't help admiring that Abbot Zhitong is definitely a good storyteller. Although he didn't have the Buddha's visions of falling flowers from the sky, golden lotuses from the ground, etc., he was still frothy. .According to Shan Tao's thinking, he will definitely be a master of pyramid schemes in future generations.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way!Shan Tao is very clear, although people who practice Taoism often say that Taoism is in line with heaven and human affairs, but the practice of cultivation is indeed an act against the heavens, taking away the essence of nature and nature, in order to seek the eternity of one's life.Such behavior is naturally tabooed by heaven.Therefore, all kinds of catastrophes come from this.

But human beings are worthy of being the most intelligent creatures in the world. Knowing that it is difficult to contend with their own strength, they try to steal the power of the sky, and use all kinds of geniuses and treasures in the world to cultivate them into magic weapons to protect themselves against the catastrophe.In this way, in order to maintain the balance, the Heavenly Dao just had a killing calamity, which brought the essence of heaven and earth back to its root.

This is also why in ancient times, the killing and calamity came to the world only once in thousands or even ten thousand years, but now it is coming once in a thousand years. There are too many people who have ascended accumulatively.It is also because of this that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation is getting stronger and stronger. In the past hundred years, basically no one has ever heard of anyone ascending to the sky.

Shan Tao's memory of these secrets of the battle between good and evil is stronger than those of Taoism, because gods are probably made by humans. At critical moments, these inextricable relationships are probably more effective than anything else, especially in When you have no ability to protect yourself.

On this day, it was snowing heavily, and the snowflakes were densely packed like goose feathers. The snow on the ground was as thick as a foot.In such a weather, let alone mortals who have nothing to do and won't get up, even those who are cultivators are the same.Shan Tao's master and a group of senior brothers simply hid in the secret cave, full of soft jade and warm fragrance, and never came out again.Anyway, this is also a kind of cultivation!As Abbot Zhitong said, at least you can cultivate your mind!
Shan Tao looked at Chen and Li Xing and the two of them also stayed in bed, unwilling to get up, and they didn't force it. They are human beings, after all, they have some inertia.In fact, with their cultivation base, who would be afraid of the cold.

Shan Tao got up to wash up as usual, of course, now he will not do any cleaning, he is going to practice Vajra Fist.He walked to the plum blossom grove in the backyard and looked at the plum blossoms that bloomed proudly in the wind and snow, wanting to be as white as the snowflakes, and a strong aura emanated from his heart.

At this moment of comprehension, he also seemed to feel that the zhenqi in his body was more vigorous, and he couldn't help being very happy.Shan Tao stretched out his stance, waving it with every move, with strict laws and strong energy, and the snow foam on the plum tree on the shaking body fell down one after another, turning into snow and fog all over the sky.

"Ha, ha, ha..." A series of long laughs came from far away, Shan Tao put away his fists, looked up, and saw five sword lights of different colors slanting down quickly, falling on his body Appearing in front of him, it turned out that there were three monks and two monks, the leader of them had a rather handsome face, but his eyes were slightly narrow and elongated, which seemed a bit strange.

"Little brother has practiced boxing well!" The man laughed, "As expected, he is worthy of being the disciple of Master Zhitong!"

Shan Tao saw that the other four people had ferocious faces and lewd smiles on their faces, so he knew that they must be the "fellows" of his senior brother.He hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Young monk is an acquaintance of Ciyun Temple. My family teacher and senior brothers are all in the secret room now. If you dare to ask your senior brothers what their names are, I can go and report."

The five people looked at each other when they heard Shan Tao's words, and they all showed tacit smiles. The handsome young man said, "Little brother is really hardworking. My name is Qin Lang, and I am the disciple of the founder of Huashan Lihuo. , we can chat if we have time. But there is no need to pass the report, we are inseparable from your four vajra brothers, so we can go there by ourselves!"

"Since that's the case, I won't delay fellow senior brothers!" Shan Tao replied with a smile.

Shan Tao had just finished speaking, and under the leadership of Qin Lang, the five rushed to the entrance of the secret room impatiently.A few murmured voices came into Shan Tao's ears with the cold wind, "It's just a little monk who knows kung fu. It's a great blessing to be able to speak to Senior Brother Qin. Dare to call Senior Brother Qin Senior Brother? Don’t even look at your own identity!"

"Hey? You can't say that, at least he knows a few punches! Ha, ha, ha..." There was a burst of laughter right after.

Shan Tao's heart gradually cooled down, his eyes narrowed gradually, revealing infinite indifference, at this moment, he truly experienced the taste, the world of sword immortals, everything comes from strength.

(End of this chapter)