Chapter 30: Listening to Mountain Words While Drunk
"Mountain Lord, what do these mean?"
"May I ask the true meaning of the Mountain Lord!"
"Mountain Lord, I understood a little, knowing some of the wonders of yin and yang, but how should we practice?"
The Mountain Lord didn't want to answer the first two questions, especially since there was a spirit who was stupid enough not to distinguish that "Ben Zuo" was not part of his name, but the last question happened to make him embarrassed.
"The scripture talks about these, and the ones behind are also these. As for the specifics, you still have to realize them."
"The ones behind are also these?"
"Exactly."
"Then how to help us practice the Yin-Yang Dao?"
"I am also still realizing it."
"The Mountain Lord is so smart and hasn't realized it yet. Won't he be deceived by the Daoist priest of Qiyun Mountain?"
"Bold!"
The Mountain Lord was a bit angry!
The deer yaoguai who spoke shook its body and sat back.
At this time, the fire on the mountain was very dim, almost about to go out. However, including Lin Jue and even the young girl, their attention was all on the "Yin-Yang Sutra" read by the Mountain Lord and many spirits and monsters. Only the old Daoist priest beside him didn't care about this "Yin-Yang Sutra", nor did he disturb them, silently stepping forward to add a handful of firewood for them.
"Whoosh..."
The old Daoist blew a breath, and the flame became much more prosperous.
The sky was already dim, and the horizon was getting darker and darker. However, the fire on the mountain top was much brighter, illuminating a large area.
When the old Daoist sat back in his original position, he saw that almost all the spirits and monsters on the mountain top were staring at him.
Lin Jue also followed and looked at this old Daoist.
Right—
Isn't this "Yin-Yang Sutra" obtained from the Qiyun Mountain Daoist temple? If you want to distinguish its truth or falsehood, if you want to explain its principles, isn't it enough to find a Daoist priest with true Daoist attainment?
Isn't there one sitting in front of you?
"Guest, what insights do you have about the "Yin-Yang Sutra" that I read?" The Mountain Lord asked.
"True Man! Is this book true or false?"
"Won't the Mountain Lord be deceived?"
"Why can't we understand?"
"What does it mean?"
As soon as the Mountain Lord opened his mouth, the spirits and monsters couldn't suppress the itching and anxiety in their hearts, and hurriedly asked.
"Fellow Daoists, don't be anxious. The Mountain Lord was not deceived... it's also hard to say he wasn't deceived. At least this "Yin-Yang Sutra" is true, and it is also a true Yin-Yang Great Dao, suitable for most spirits and monsters in the world."
The old Daoist sat down and tidied up the hem of his Daoist robe, as if traveling in the mountains and chatting with people:
"It's just that this "Yin-Yang Sutra" is actually not rare and precious. Many Daoist temples under the mountain have collections, and Qiyun Mountain naturally has collections. Whether he was deceived or not depends on how many treasures the Mountain Lord spent."
As soon as the words fell, the Mountain Lord was stunned.
It was originally a wild boar head. When it was calm and composed, it still had a bit of wisdom. Now that it showed this expression, it suddenly had a bit of foolishness.
Even Lin Jue heard it—
The Yin-Yang Sutra is true.
But the pit is probably also true.
"As for why you don't understand this Yin-Yang Sutra." The old Daoist said this, but suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Jue beside him, smiling and saying: "I am old and can't hold my liquor, and I am a bit drunk. It just happens that there is a scholar from under the mountain sitting here. Perhaps you can let him answer for you."
"Swish..."
Many eyes were cast on Lin Jue again.
Lin Jue himself was also stunned.
Where had he read the Yin-Yang Sutra? He didn't even understand the spiritual methods of cultivation circulating in the world, only the simplest breathing method. How could he interpret it?
Looking at this old Daoist again, he saw him still smiling.
"..."
Holding the idea of "there is no reason for this old Daoist to pit me for no reason" and "just take a look at what the Yin-Yang Sutra is written about", Lin Jue requested the Mountain Lord to take the scripture for him to see.
The Mountain Lord agreed.
So there was another sound of flipping pages in the wind and fire on the mountain.
Many spirits and monsters still held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear that Lin Jue's flipping would delay their Great Dao.
"Clatter..."
Lin Jue continued to flip the book, reading by the firelight.
There was no strange feeling in his heart.
It seemed the ancient book had no reaction.
But after flipping through it, he understood.
This was truly a "Sutra".
It was probably truly the work of a sage.
But just like students reading sage scriptures in the human world, either there is a teacher to lead, or they have to study with annotated books. Otherwise, it is good to be able to understand the shallow meaning of the sage scriptures. More students just memorize them by rote, engraving them in their minds, waiting for a certain experience in the long life of the future to resonate with a passage in the scripture, and then suddenly resonate with its meaning, realizing its deepest principles and specific methods.
And this is undoubtedly long and uncertain.
"I know."
"Know what?"
Many spirits and monsters were staring straight at him.
Facing these gazes, Lin Jue knew that they had never read any books, and all lacked culture. But this heart of seeking learning and seeking the Great Dao was not a bit worse than his, and there were many more who were better than him. The purity of this heart had already allowed the sage to lower the threshold. Although Lin Jue was shallow in learning, how could he bear to keep his broom and treasure it?
"Do you know what is called a "Sutra"?
"It is often said in the world that only the works of sages are called "Sutras", but in fact, it is not necessarily so.
"Jing is constant, Jing is the path."
Lin Jue paused as he spoke, hearing no one refute, but there were countless eyes of confusion and seeking knowledge. This seeking of knowledge did not make him float, but instead made people feel a little ashamed, so he had to pour out the little he knew to these spirits and monsters born of heaven and earth:
"We often use a word, this word often used, is called constant.
"Jing, is the meaning of constant, constant principles, the most essential and broad principles in the world.
"Jing, is also the meaning of path, which is the road, a road that the vast majority of people or even everyone in the world must walk.
"This kind of essential principle often comes from the mouth of a sage, so there is a saying that only the works of sages are called "Sutras". But if you are not a sage, but also propose a unique Great Dao of your own, and write it into a book and get widespread recognition from the world, it can also be called a "Sutra".
"But because it is too big and too broad, it is just a direction, it is the essence, not the specific.
"This Yin-Yang Sutra is very extraordinary because it talks about the essence of the yin and yang qi and the yin and yang Dao in the world. But it is not very good because it does not talk about specific methods of using yin and yang qi to practice and practice the Yin-Yang Great Dao. As for why it doesn't talk about it, it should be that the Great Dao is different. Each different person will have different cultivation methods for using yin and yang qi, and will have different ways of practicing the Yin-Yang Great Dao.
"Therefore, there should be some "annotations", which are different annotations made by geniuses according to this Yin-Yang Sutra later. They are different methods. I guess these should be spiritual methods of cultivation."
Lin Jue said, couldn't help but aim at the old Daoist beside him.
But saw the old Daoist smiling and nodding repeatedly.
Many spirits and monsters still didn't make a sound. Even if this was not a specific method for their cultivation, nor was it any Great Dao truth, they were still intoxicated by listening. In a daze, it was very like the spirits and monsters in strange stories who ran to the private school to listen to lectures secretly.
Randomly, he explained the meaning of the scriptures for them.
Word by word.
He couldn't remember how late he talked last night and how much he said.
After passing the stage of feeling that these spirits and monsters with different appearances were a bit scary, Lin Jue treated them with a normal heart, and even felt that their minds were simpler and easier to understand than humans. Not to mention deep friendship, at least they got along quite happily for a short time, so they chatted freely for half the night.
Some said they could use this Yin-Yang Sutra to correct the mistakes of their past cultivation and find the right direction to walk out of their own Yin-Yang Great Dao.
Some said they could go and seek Yin-Yang spiritual methods.
Some said they could brainstorm and study the Yin-Yang Sutra together, which might be more useful.
Some said they should go and settle accounts with the Daoist priest of Qiyun Mountain.
There was also the reason for being drunk.
The Mountain Lord was grateful and happy, so he gave him another cup of "Thousand-Day Wine" with the essence of the sun and moon. However, Lin Jue didn't drink it again under the old Daoist's reminder, for fear of not waking up. He also heard that the effect of the second cup of Thousand-Day Wine was not as good, so he put it away.
Thinking in his heart, after a while, when he finished absorbing the essence of the sun and moon of this cup of Thousand-Day Wine, he would drink it, or if he encountered other yaoguai and ghosts on the road and they gave him something, he wouldn't accept it for nothing, and would give this cup of fine wine to them, which could be considered as returning the courtesy.
Or when he arrived at Qiyun Mountain and Yishan, if there was a place to give gifts, he would give this cup of fine wine to a high-ranking person.
As for the harvest tonight, it was already extremely high.
This "Yin-Yang Sutra" was not useless to the spirits and monsters, nor was it useless to Lin Jue. Although he didn't start cultivation like the Mountain Lord and these spirits and monsters, with his talent and breathing method, even if he couldn't get spiritual methods in the future, after a long time, he might be able to grope out simple Yin-Yang spiritual methods and walk on the Yin-Yang Great Dao.
Finally, the chat became more and more chaotic, and he even listened to spirits and monsters talking about the past and mountain ghosts talking about love.
Before he knew it, he fell asleep.
Waking up the next day, it was already bright.
The sky was clear and the clouds were light, the sun rose over the mountains, a few pine trees on Hammer Mountain stood quietly, the green grass was still like silk, the grass was trampled into a mess, a pile of ashes remained in the middle, and there was still a granite rock in front, but the spirits and monsters of various races and the Mountain Lord from last night had disappeared.
Only the old Daoist and the young girl remained.
Lin Jue couldn't help but get up and look around—
If the traces didn't still exist, he would really feel that the things last night were not true, just a strange dream of a night when he heard too many stories.
For a moment, he felt a bit empty in his heart.
He was really afraid that it was just a dream. ===== CHAPTER 31 =====
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