Chapter 2339 Discussing Taoism on a Snowy Night

The aroma of meat gradually spreads.

The taste of wine gradually becomes stronger.

Outside the dilapidated palace, it was approaching night, with flying snow falling like a waterfall, splashing into the night sky, and a cold wind whistling like a knife.

But it couldn't dissipate the warmth in the palace.

The bonfire burned fiercely, dispersing the darkness of the night and offsetting the bone-chilling cold.

Su Yi, who was lying on a wicker chair and taking a nap, stretched out, picked up the barbecue, and started to devour the hot wine.

For a year, he traveled around the mountains and rivers, playing in the world of mortals, paying no attention to worldly affairs, ignoring the commotion. Even if he encountered some disputes and disturbances, he would just glance at them coldly and drift away.

His mind was calmed and he could calmly appreciate the beauty of heaven and earth and all living things.

Although his Taoism has not improved, it has become increasingly pure and powerful.

To the world, he was just a passer-by.

For him, this is a rare journey to let go of himself.

Cultivate a sense of freedom and ease, and develop a mind free from worries.

Cut off the hustle and bustle and escape into the world of mortals. Only when a person is alone can he be outside the world, escape from the cage, and understand himself clearly.

If you walk too fast or in a hurry, you will often overlook the scenery along the way.

In the final analysis, he broke through the situation too quickly in the past, experienced too many turmoils, and was deeply trapped in the situation. It was inevitable that he would be exhausted and unable to control himself.

This is what is called restraint.

Only by breaking all this and jumping out of the cage can we have a clearer idea of ​​how to go in the future.

In fact, in this short period of one year, Su Yi didn't even bother to think about spiritual practice, and was immersed in traveling around the world.

What you see, feel, think and gain comes from your heart, but is forgotten in the blink of an eye.

Feel free and comfortable, just do whatever you want without breaking the rules.

Enjoy yourself.

Be content with your actions.

The cold wind howled, and the night became much darker. The snow was still falling, but it was obviously much smaller. It no longer looked like goose feathers, but became like salt grains.

I ate all the barbecue and drank most of the wine. Although I didn't feel full, my appetite was satisfied.

Su Yi patted his belly and lay back comfortably in the wicker chair, planning to take a nap and start again at dawn.

At this moment, he sounded the simplest Buddhist verse in Zen Buddhism: Zen while walking, Zen while sitting, speaking silently, moving and stillness naturally.

Such simple words often have the true meaning of "the greatest simplicity".

A sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the dilapidated Taoist temple:

"Hey, this time's 'Yexue Dao Discussion' will only start in half an hour. Are there any fellow Taoists who have already arrived early?"

"Really, I smell the aroma of meat, wine, and the smell of burning firewood."

"Let's go take a look."

... Along with the sound, a group of figures walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple.

There are more than ten people.

There are handsome men and beautiful women in brilliant clothes, fairy-like old men with kind eyes, middle-aged men dressed as woodcutter, and frail young men dressed as scholars...

After more than ten of them arrived, they couldn't help but be startled when they saw Su Yi taking a nap in a wicker chair by the campfire.

"Excuse me for disturbing you, may I ask where you studied under?"

The leader, an old man in Taoist robes with an immortal air, bowed and asked with a smile.

Su Yi opened his eyes, glanced at these people, and said, "I'm just a passerby. I pass by here occasionally and will leave early tomorrow morning."

Everyone looked at each other, obviously feeling more relaxed.

"I see."

The old man in Taoist robes smiled and said, "We have already agreed that we will sit here tonight to discuss Taoism. If fellow Taoists don't mind, you might as well join in."

Su Yi smiled and waved his hands, "Please do what you want, I won't get involved."

After that, he stood up, carried the wicker chair, and came to the corner of the hall to sit down.

Seeing that Su Yi knew how to advance and retreat, the dozen or so people became more relaxed.

"It can be seen that you are also a cultivator. This is my own hand.

The brewed pot of wine is not very precious, but the taste is very unique. I also invite Taoist friends to taste it. "

A beautiful woman with graceful features came forward and placed a bottle of wine next to Su Yi.

"Thank you."

Su Yi nodded in thanks.

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "We are all on the same path, so meeting here is considered fate, and it should be."

Next, these ten people sat on the floor in this dilapidated palace, some brought out all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and fields, and some brought out a dazzling array of fine wines.

Some spread out the prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and some even took out musical instruments such as jade flutes and long harps.

Afterwards, these ten people drank and talked happily.

The night sky outside the main hall is like ink, with flying snow blowing in the wind.

There were cheers and laughter in the hall.

Some played the jade flute with a light tone, while another woman played the harp and echoed it.

Some splashed ink and drew a picture of "Feasting on a Snowy Night and Discussing Taoism", which attracted a lot of applause.

Some sang songs while drinking, expressing their feelings about the difficulty of spiritual practice, which aroused a lot of resonance.

There are also people who sit and talk and talk loudly.

Occasionally, someone would look at where Su Yi was and found Su Yi lying on a wicker chair and taking a nap, so they looked away.

only……

How could Su Yi sleep?

On such a snowy night, with a biting cold wind, and in a deserted place, it was naturally very interesting to encounter such a "Tao discussion gathering".

In Su Yi's eyes, the cultivation level of these ten people was simply insignificant, and the strongest one was just a Yujing Immortal who had just set foot on the immortal path.

The others are all "monks" who have not yet become immortals.

They obviously came from different places, and they only gathered here tonight, one to drink and have fun, and the other to talk about mysteries.

What they said when they discussed their practice had no merit at all to Su Yi.

Some of these perceptions of the Great Way are also fallacious. But it has to be said that Su Yi was infected by the lively and harmonious atmosphere of discussing Taoism.

On the road of spiritual practice, it is undoubtedly a joyful thing to be able to have like-minded people gather together from time to time, drink and talk freely about the Tao.

But half an hour into this "Snowy Night Discussion", a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"You monsters really know how to enjoy it!"

When the sound sounded, a gust of biting wind carried a biting cold current and poured into the hall.

The bonfires were blown out.

The sound of people talking, drinking, playing the flute, and playing the piano suddenly stopped.

The person who was splashing ink put away his brush and suddenly stood up to the person who was drinking.

The lively atmosphere also disappeared, and the whole hall became depressing and dull.

The dozen or so figures all stood up and looked out of the hall with unkind expressions.

In the dark of night, a young man carrying a long knife came walking through the snow.

He has a dark complexion, an angular face, his messy long hair is randomly pulled into a bun, and his eyes are as cold as ice and as bright as cold stars.

Although he was only wearing an old robe, it could not hide the awe-inspiring edge of his body.

When they saw this person appear, the dozen or so monks were all shocked and their expressions changed drastically.

"Mu Bai, a disciple of the Zhenling Hall of the Kaiyuan Dao Sect's outer sect, is here to capture the demon!"

The young man in a long robe with a sword on his back took out a waist card, signaled it, and then said with a cold expression, "You can escape, but I promise, whoever escapes first will die!"

The words were colder than the howling cold wind, and all the monks became stiff and looked ugly.

Mubai of Zhenling Palace, a decisive and ruthless swordsman!

In Kaiyuan Dao Sect, he may be just an outer disciple who is on the fringe.

But for these casual cultivators, such figures are already big shots that they dare not provoke!

"Lord Mu, we gathered here to discuss Taoism, and we did not do anything that would cause anger or resentment. Have you misunderstood?"

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The old man in Taoist robes spoke with a very low posture.

He is the only one among this group of casual cultivators who has set foot on the immortal path.

"If you have heard my name, you should know my style of doing things. If I don't have enough evidence, I will never come to you."

Mu Bai said coldly, "Just like you, old guy, nineteen years ago, in order to practice secret techniques, you sneaked into Shangyun City and brutally took away the blood and souls of 386 children in the city."

"And this is just one of the many crimes you have committed in your life!"

The face of the old man in Taoist robes changed, "Sir, you can't wrongly accuse good people. This old man will never..."

Mu Bai sneered and took out a copper lamp from his sleeve robe. There was a soul imprisoned in the lamp.

"This is your direct disciple. Not long ago, he held a live banquet in Bahe Mountain. He used ninety-nine young men and girls with cultivation as food, and invited a group of demon cultivators to come to the banquet to share. The method was Cruel enough to make people and gods angry!"

"And after I destroyed those monsters, your apprentice has told you all the things you did in order to survive!"

"Now, are you sure you still need evidence?"

These words made the old man in Taoist robes look extremely ugly.

Mubai's eyes were like daggers, and he glanced at the others coldly, "And you, you look sanctimonious, but in fact, which one of you is not full of crimes?"

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, in this world of God's Domain, which strong person has not killed someone?"

A man in a rich robe argued, "Not to mention in this world... there is no such thing as black and white, good and evil. Master Mubai, all the people you have killed over the years can be piled up into a mountain of corpses, right?"

puff!

A flash of sharp sword light suddenly appeared, and the man in the gorgeous robe was beheaded on the spot, and the ground was stained with blood.

This scene deeply stimulated the other casual cultivators present, who were all shocked and angry.

In the corner, Su Yi sat there quietly and watched without any reaction.

"The name of my sword is 'Crime Punishment', and it has always only killed evil demons and heretics who committed heinous crimes."

Mu Bai's eyes were cold, "But in my opinion, black is black and white is white. Let the good people be rewarded and the evil people be punished. This is the law of heaven and the right way of the universe!"

"People like you who have committed heinous crimes should be killed!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, and the long knife behind Mu Bai's back buzzed and trembled at this moment, resonating with it and stirring up the hall.

All this also made Mu Bai's aura even more intimidating. Many monks were trembling with fear and did not dare to look at him.

This scene made Su Yi a little surprised.

The voice of the heart resonates with the roar of the knife!

It can be seen that this young man is not a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation, but really takes "eliminating demons and defending the Tao" as his own life.

Such people are too rare in the world of spiritual practice.

On the contrary, it looks like a different kind!

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