Than blood?Who in China doesn't have an awesome ancestor?

In the face of national crisis, whether it is Taoism or vulgarity.

There is only one common identity left.

Chinese!

If cultivating the Tao cannot save the common people.

Then what's the use of repairing it?

Su Chen's voice followed.

"Eight Immortals Palace is not the only Taoist sect who chose to be born in that catastrophe!"

After saying one sentence, Su Chen waved his hand, and the screen changed again.

In the picture, the mountains are steep, the grass is covered with trees, and the clouds are covered with fog.

Many Chinese people shouted immediately.

"Isn't this Maoshan?"

"That's right! This is Maoshan! I live at the foot of the mountain

"Huh? Why are there so many temples on this mountain? I haven't seen them before?"

"What temple, haven't you heard what Su Chen said before, this is called a Taoist temple!"

"Where did Su Chen see these Taoist temples? Why don't I, a local, know."

"What's so strange about this! Before Su Chen appeared, did you know those old ancestors in Huaxia?"

"That's right, what God Su said must be true! It doesn't exist now, but it doesn't mean it didn't exist before!"

"Stop making trouble, listen to what Su Chen said first."

Under Huaxia's countless gazes, Su Chen spoke slowly.

"After the enemy invaded, Maoshan became the anti-Japanese base."

"Since then, the Taoist priests in Maoshan put aside their cultivation and began to pass on information, buy medicines for the soldiers, and raise food."

"When the enemy bandits heard the news, they sent troops to clean up the mountain, bombarded Qianyuan Temple, and slaughtered the Taoist priests in the temple."

"These enemy bandits are like a group of mad dogs. They kill anyone they see and burn houses when they see them!"

"However, after witnessing the murder of Taoist friends and the burning of the Taoist temple, the remaining Taoist priests did not shrink back in fear, but stood up to resist!"

"These Taoist priests took up their swords and guns!"

"Shoot the wicked! Slay the evil spirit with the sword!"

"They put down the scriptures!"

"But the Tao is already in their hearts!"

Chapter 140 The Way of China

Looking at the images on the screen and listening to Su Chen's words, Lao Tzu fell into a long silence.

If cultivating the Tao cannot save the common people, what is the use of cultivating?

If cultivating the Tao cannot protect the family and the country, what is the use of cultivating it?

These Taoists, escaping the world and practicing, pursue the truth of the great way all their life.

However, when the country was in crisis, he chose to put down the scriptures of seeking Tao and pick up the sword of killing!

They went down the mountain and were born into the world, and they no longer retreated from the world to practice.

They gave up the avenue they were looking for.

But Su Chen said...

The Tao is already in their hearts.

What is the Tao in these people's hearts?

Lao Tzu's eyes were complicated and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He is the founder of Taoism.

After returning to heaven, even though he is in heaven.

But still did not slack off, and continued to study for more than two thousand years.

However, in the past few hundred years, it has been stuck in a bottleneck and has never been able to make any progress.

However, in Lao Tzu's view, after so many years of painstaking research, I have been constantly enlightened.

Regarding the mysteries of the Dao, I dare not say that I have mastered it, at least it is far beyond others. ..

But now after listening to Su Chen's narration.

In Lao Tzu's heart, however, there was a different touch.

The bottleneck that has troubled for hundreds of years has also loosened.

Su Chen looked at Lao Tzu's expression and saw that he was frowning in thought, so he waved his hand, and the picture in front of him changed again.

It was a disheveled, unkempt Taoist.

Surprisingly, there was a macaque squatting beside this person.

"Back then, the Japanese pirates occupied Jinlin, the ancient capital of China, and instantly reduced it to hell on earth!"

"Hundreds of thousands of innocent people have become innocent souls under the knife!"

"After witnessing the evil deeds of bandits, a Taoist priest in Erlang Temple outside Jinlin City couldn't sit still."

"He is determined to go down the mountain and save the common people!"

Su Chen pointed at the sloppy Taoist in the picture, and said loudly.

"This Taoist priest is named Gan Shengrong."

"When I was young, my parents sent me to a Taoist temple because my family was poor and I didn't have enough to eat. In order to survive."

"After Gan Shengrong entered the Taoist temple, he soon fell in love with martial arts."

"After decades of practice, I have practiced an iron rod to perfection."

"And Gan Shengrong is not only proficient in stick techniques, but also practice boxing techniques at the same time."

"In order to practice monkey boxing, I even raised a monkey specially."

"Besides practicing martial arts, he was still in the Taoist temple and learned some knowledge of Chinese medicine from his master."

"After witnessing the atrocities committed by bandits, Gan Shengrong resolutely went down the mountain without considering his own safety."

"A bar and a monkey are all his luggage."

"But even if he is extremely poor, wherever he goes, he still consults with the sick to save people, and he doesn't charge a penny."

"And what he saw and heard after he went down the mountain deepened Gan Shengrong's hatred for the enemy bandits."

Having said that, Su Chen looked at Lao Tzu.

"Teacher, if you were born at that time, you saw foreigners wantonly bullying your compatriots."

"Can you still be quiet and not fight?"

"Is it possible that even though the wind and clouds are thundering, but the heart is still like water?"

Lao Tzu sighed, but did not answer.

But the expression of the old ancestor has already shown what he thinks in his heart.

Su Chen nodded and continued.

"Once, Gan Shengrong saw two thieves trying to bully a passing girl."

"Gan Shengrong's pent-up anger finally exploded!"

"At this moment, he decided not to hold back anymore, he decided to fight for that girl, for his compatriots!"

"He used a monkey to attract the attention of the two thieves, and then smashed their heads to pieces with the iron rod in his hand!"

"Since then, Gan Shengrong is still treating illnesses and saving lives, but whenever he encounters enemies, he will kill them mercilessly!"

"He not only saves people, but also kills them!"

"Tell me, is there any way in Gan Shengrong's heart?"

Having said that, Su Chen glanced around.

The Huaxia Awakened standing around were all solemn and quiet.

They had never heard of Gan Shengrong's story before.

But they understood that what Su Chen said at this time must be true.

A poor Taoist dared to use an iron rod to attack and kill well-armed and vicious bandits.

This courage, this blood!

Even today, decades later, it still makes people excited!

As for the Chinese people, they also felt a lot at this time, and their eyes were flushed.

"Su Chen said before that blood debts can only be paid in blood, but even if the cherry blossoms are gone, I still can't stop feeling distressed when I hear this."

"Alas... because the blood of the enemy can comfort the souls of the dead, but it cannot heal the pain in the hearts of the living."

"One stick and one monkey, save people and kill thieves, Daoist Gan Shengrong, you should be called a hero!"

"Of course the Daoist has Tao in his heart! His Tao is the right way in the world!"

"That's right! It's the way to avoid the world and practice, and it's also the way to punish evil and promote good!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in Huaxia, and everyone expressed their inner thoughts.

Although I have listened to it for so long.