Chapter 30: Drunk and Listening to the Mountain Voice (asking for monthly ticket) "Shanjun, what do these mean?" "May I ask what the mountain master really means?" "Sir, I understand a little bit and know some of the secrets of yin and yang, but how should we practice it?" The tiger didn't want to answer the first two questions, especially since there was a monster that was too stupid to tell that "Benzuo" was not part of his name, but the second question was exactly what made him feel awkward. "These are what the scriptures say, and the rest are all about these. I still need to comprehend the details." “Are these the ones behind?” "Exactly." "Then how can you help us practice the way of yin and yang?" "I am still contemplating this." "Shan Jun is so smart but he still hasn't figured it out. Could it be that he was deceived by the Taoist priest from Qiyun Mountain?"
"Be bold!" The tiger was a little angry! The deer demon who was speaking shuddered and sat back down. At this time, the fire on the mountain had become very dim and was almost going out, but everyone, including Lin Jue and even the girl, were paying attention to the "Yin Yang Sutra" recited by the mountain king and the many monsters. Only the old Taoist priest next to them didn't care about the "Yin Yang Sutra" and didn't disturb them. He quietly stepped forward to add some firewood for them. "call……" The old Taoist blew a breath, and the flame became much bigger. The sky was already dim, and the horizon was getting darker and darker, but the fire on the top of the mountain suddenly became much brighter, illuminating a large area. When the old Taoist sat back in his original position, he saw that almost all the monsters on the top of the mountain were staring at him. Lin Jue also looked at the old Taoist priest. Yes-- Isn't this Yin-Yang Classic obtained from the Taoist temple in Qiyun Mountain? If we want to distinguish its authenticity and explain its principles, isn't it enough to find a Taoist who has true Taoism? Isn’t there one in front of you? "Sir, do you have any opinion on the Yin-Yang Sutra that I am reading?" asked the tiger. "Real person! Is this book real or fake?" "The mountain king was not deceived, was he?" “Why don’t we understand?” "What do you mean?" As soon as the tiger opened his mouth, the monsters could no longer suppress their itch and anxiety and asked hurriedly. "Don't worry, fellow Taoists. Shan Jun has not been deceived... It's hard to say that he has not been deceived. At least this Yin-Yang Sutra is real, and it is also the real Yin-Yang Dao, which is suitable for the Dao of most spirits and monsters in the world."
After the old Taoist sat down, he straightened the hem of his Taoist robe, as if he was traveling and chatting with others: "It's just that this Yin-Yang Sutra is not rare or precious. Many Taoist temples at the foot of the mountain have it in their collections. Qiyun Mountain must have it in its collection. Whether you've been cheated or not depends on how many treasures the mountain lord has produced." As soon as the words fell, the tiger was stunned. He has the brain of a wild boar, and used to look quite intelligent when he was calm and composed, but now with this expression, he suddenly looks a bit foolish. Even Lin Jue could hear it—— The Yin-Yang Classic is true. But I'm afraid the pit is real. "As for why you can't understand this Yin-Yang Sutra." The old Taoist said this, but suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Jue beside him, smiling and said, "I am old and can't drink much. I am a little drunk. There happens to be a scholar sitting here. Maybe he can answer your questions." "brush……" All eyes turned to Lin Jue again. Lin Jue himself was also stunned. How could I read the Yin-Yang Sutra? I didn't even know the spiritual cultivation methods circulated in the world. I only knew the simplest method of nourishing qi. How could I interpret it? Looking at the old Taoist again, I saw that he was still smiling. "..." With some thoughts like "There's no need for this old Taoist to cheat me for no reason" and "This is a good opportunity to take a look at what the Yin-Yang Classic is about", Lin Jue asked Shan Jun to give him the classic. The tiger agreed. Then, amid the sounds of wind and fire on the mountain, there was also the sound of flipping pages. Many monsters still held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make any sound, for fear of disturbing Lin Jue's reading and delaying his own path. "Wow..." Lin Jue continued to flip through the book, reading by the light of the fire. There was no strange feeling in my heart. He thought the ancient book had no reaction. But after turning it over, he understood it. This is truly a "scripture". I'm afraid it's really the work of a saint. But just like human students reading the scriptures of sages, they either need a teacher to lead them or study with annotations. Otherwise, it would be good enough if they can understand the simple meaning of the scriptures. Most students just memorize them by rote, engrave them in their minds, and wait for an experience in their long life to be confirmed by a passage in the scriptures, and then they will resonate with its meaning and understand its deepest principles and specific methods. This is undoubtedly a long and uncertain process. "I see." "Know what?" All the monsters looked at him straight.
Lin Jue faced those eyes. He knew they had never read any books and were all lacking in culture. However, their desire to learn and seek the truth was no worse than his. In fact, some of them were even better than his. The purity of their hearts was enough to make a saint come to their door. Although Lin Jue was not very talented and well-educated, how could he be so cruel as to cherish what he had? "Do you know what the Sutra is? “People often say that only works by saints are called classics, but this is not necessarily true. "Jing means constant, and Jing means path." Lin Jue paused as he spoke. He heard no one refute him, but there were still countless puzzled and curious eyes. This thirst for knowledge did not make him feel proud, but instead made him feel ashamed. He had no choice but to tell these natural and natural monsters all the little he knew: “We often use a word, and this often used word is called often. "Jing means constant, common sense, the eternal truth in the world, the most essential and broad truth in the world. “Jing also means path, which is a road that most or even all people in the world have to take. "This kind of essential truth often comes from the mouths of saints, so there is a saying that only the works of saints are called "classics". But if you are not a saint, but you have proposed a unique path of your own, and wrote it into a book and it is widely recognized by the world, it can also be called a "classic". “But because it is so big and so broad, it is only a direction, an essence, not a specific one. "This Yin Yang Classic is very remarkable, because it talks about the essence of the Yin Yang Qi and the Yin Yang Dao in the world. But it is not very good, because it does not describe the specific methods of using the Yin Yang Qi to practice and practice the Yin Yang Dao. As for why it does not talk about it, it should be that different paths have different ways of practicing and practicing the Yin Yang Dao. Different people have different methods of using the Yin Yang Qi and different ways of practicing the Yin Yang Dao. "So there should be some 'notes', which are different annotations made by later geniuses based on this Yin-Yang Sutra. They are different methods. In my opinion, these should be the methods of practicing spiritual cultivation." As Lin Jue spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the old Taoist beside him. But the old Taoist smiled and nodded repeatedly. Many of the spirits remained silent. Even though this was not about their specific methods of cultivation, nor was it some great truth, they were still fascinated by what they heard. In a trance, they were like the spirits in strange stories who ran to private schools in the human world to secretly listen to classes. Then he explained to them the meaning of the scriptures. Word for word. …… I can't remember how late we talked last night or how much we said. After getting over the initial stage of feeling that these monsters with different appearances were a little scary, Lin Jue treated them with a normal attitude. He even felt that their minds were simpler and easier to understand than those of humans. Although he couldn't establish close friendships with them, at least he had a pleasant time spending time with them for a short period of time, so they chatted until midnight. Some say that they can use this Yin-Yang Sutra to correct their past mistakes in practice, find the right direction, and walk their own Yin-Yang path. Some say that they can go look for the Yin-Yang magic again. Some say that they can pool their wisdom and study the Yin-Yang Sutra together, which may be more useful. Some said that we should go and settle accounts with the Taoist priests in Qiyun Mountain. It was also because I was drunk. The mountain king was grateful and happy, so he gave him another cup of "Thousand Day Wine" with the essence of the sun and the moon. However, Lin Jue did not drink it again after the old Taoist reminded him, for fear that he would not wake up after drinking it. He also heard that the effect of the Thousand Day Wine would not be so good after the second cup, so he put it away. I thought to myself that after a while, I would drink this cup of Thousand Days Wine after I had absorbed all the essence of the sun and the moon. Or if I met other goblins or ghosts on the road and they gave me something as a gift, I would not accept it for nothing and would give them this cup of Thousand Days Wine as a gift of reciprocity. Or if you go to Mount Qiyun or Mount Yi, where there is a gift to be given, you can give this glass of fine wine to the master. As for tonight’s harvest, it is already extremely high.
This "Yin Yang Sutra" is not useless to the monsters, and it is not useless to Lin Jue either. Although he has not started practicing like the mountain king and these monsters, with his talent and qi-cultivation method, even if he cannot obtain spiritual methods in the future, after a long time, he may be able to figure out simple Yin Yang spiritual methods and embark on the Yin Yang road. In the end, the conversation became more and more disorganized, and I could even hear monsters talking about the past and mountain ghosts saying sweet words. I fell asleep before I knew it. When I woke up the next day, it was already dawn. The sky was blue and the clouds were light, the sun was rising over the mountains, a few pine trees stood quietly on Hammer Mountain, the grass was still green, the grass was trampled into a mess, there was a pile of ashes in the middle, there was still a large granite rock in the front, but the monsters and tigers of different tribes who came last night had disappeared without a trace. Only the old Taoist and the young girl were left. Lin Jue couldn't help but stand up and look around—— If the traces were not still there, I would really think that what happened last night was not real, but just a strange dream caused by hearing too many stories. For a moment, I felt a little empty. I'm really afraid it's just a dream. (End of this chapter)