Chapter 22: Borrowing the Law to Propagate
At first, Chen Changsheng was still a little unsure.
He stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, gazing at the pitch-black horizon.
Just stand straight like this for half an hour.
Xuanhuang had always been by his side and dared not disturb the master.
He thought perhaps the gentleman was thinking about something, but he couldn't see the slightest change in the gentleman's eyes.
"Changshan, go and light the oil lamp in the master's room and bring it over."
Chang Shan paused slightly and nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, Master."
When he arrived at his master's room and saw the oil lamp, Chang Shan couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
This oil lamp has never been lit by the passing master.
It seems that after this gentleman came, the master became "generous".
The light from the oil lamp shone into Chen Changsheng's peripheral vision.
Chen Changsheng, who had been standing at the entrance of the viewing hall for a long time, gradually came to his senses.
His body paused slightly and he looked at Xuan Huang beside him.
Xuanhuang held an oil lamp in his hand and shielded it with his hand, fearing that the wind from the mountain would blow it out.
Why light the lamp? Chen Changsheng asked.
Xuanhuang said, "It's cold on the mountain at night. One more oil lamp brings more warmth."
Chen Changsheng glanced at the oil lamp and saw some dust on it. He guessed that it hadn't been used for a long time.
It can be seen how thrifty Xuan Huang is in daily life.
If it were him alone, perhaps he wouldn't have to live such a hard life. But there were four disciples in the temple, and the responsibility naturally fell on him, the master.
"You, you."
Chen Changsheng shook his head, but he didn't know what to say either.
Xuanhuang and Xu smiled and said, "If there is a guiding light, perhaps the great way can be seen."
"Great Way?" Chen Changsheng blinked and said.
Xuanhuang replied, "The Great Way is right before our eyes."
Chen Changsheng shook his head in denial, saying, "I'm just a grain of sand in the vast sea of people. How could there be any talk of the great way?"
He reached out his hand and took the oil lamp from Xuanhuang's.
Xuanhuang said, "The wind is strong on the mountain, Sir. Be careful that the wind may blow the oil fire."
The flame in the oil lamp flickered.
With the shaking, the oil in the oil lamp seemed to spill out as well.
Chen Changsheng reached out his hand and pointed it far away at the oil lamp.
"Fixed!"
A single imperial edict, and the decree is issued immediately.
The oil fire in the oil lamp immediately calmed down.
The master did nothing to shield him. Even when a strong wind blew, the pillar of fire remained motionless.
Xuanhuang was greatly stunned when he saw this scene.
Chen Changsheng explained, "This is a method of imperial decree. It's about setting the fire, but in fact, it's a minor matter."
Then what is the Great Way? Xuanhuang asked.
Chen Changsheng looked outside. Under the lights, he could see his hair fluttering and a gentle breeze blowing.
Chen Changsheng raised his hand again and pointed far away.
"Stop the wind."
With the imperial edict, the gentle breeze that had been blowing came to a halt, and the gentleman's hair fell down again.
The light illuminated both of them.
Xuan Huang's eyes showed a look of horror and he was speechless for a long time.
Chen Changsheng turned his head to look at him and said, "The so-called small path lies only in oneself. Just like this oil lamp, although it can fix the candle flame, the source that affects the movement of the candle flame has never changed. But if it can influence external things, without wind, the candle flame will naturally be fixed, and this is called the great path."
"You've been on this mountain for over sixty years and are used to a hard life. But just maintaining the status quo won't do. You need to make changes. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about this Taoist temple and these disciples under you, right?" "
Xuanhuang naturally knew what the master was saying.
The situation of Liuyun Temple is getting worse year by year. When the master was alive, there were still some pilgrims coming up to the mountain. But now that he has taken over as the abbot, there are almost no pilgrims left.
The Taoist temple has several damaged areas and there is no money to repair them. Even food and clothing have become a problem.
The teacher's lesson is... Xuanhuang sighed softly.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "There is water in the mountains. Why not dig a well? There are fields behind the mountains. Why not cultivate them? There is land in front of you. Why not plant trees? You will also have fruits next year. Cultivation is not just about sitting still and meditating. Your disciple understands it better than you."
What the gentleman said was... Changshan?
When he went up the mountain, I helped him carry water. Do you know what he said?
Chen Changsheng continued, "He said that carrying water is also his practice. Do you understand?"
Xuanhuang took a deep breath, closed his eyes and muttered, "Boundless Celestial Lord, thank you for your teachings, Sir."
Chen Changsheng raised his hand and said, "Go and rest."
Xuanhuang continued, "I have asked my disciple to clear out an empty room. Please follow me, Sir."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "No need. I'll sleep in the library tonight."
How could that work?
What's wrong with that?
Chen Changsheng said, "It doesn't matter where you sleep."
In the end, Xuanhuang failed to persuade Mr. Chen. After sending him to the library, he withdrew and returned to his own room.
Chen Changsheng placed the oil lamp on the floor of the library.
He picked up a book at random and then began to read.
The books given by the Old City God were all genuine supernatural powers and techniques. Although in the eyes of some powerful figures, these minor tricks and techniques were not worth mentioning, to Chen Changsheng, they were all rare treasures.
"Alas..."
Chen Changsheng, however, sighed as he watched.
"Without magic power, one can only watch helplessly." "
Although he could understand these spells, for the past few years, he had been refining his spirit and had no magical power at all in his body.
The ability to perform the imperial edict technique is entirely due to the fact that this method mainly relies on divine consciousness and connects with heaven and earth. To put it simply, it is the favor of heaven and earth.
But Chen Changsheng couldn't perform any of the real spells.
Only by subsequently refining qi and essence can one possess magical power.
But, he lived and died, died and came back to life. How much magical power could he refine?
Although he didn't die after dark this time, Chen Changsheng could sense that he was still going to die. It was just that the duration of his life was a little longer this time. Maybe tomorrow, or perhaps tonight.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help feeling a bit of a headache.
He put down the book in his hand and remembered what had happened during the day.
"Right, hair!"
Chen Changsheng carefully pulled out that lock of hair from his pocket.
He placed it in front of the candle flame and looked carefully.
The divine consciousness also gathered on that hair.
But the result is... Ordinary and unremarkable.
Chen Changsheng was somewhat puzzled. Why did this hair have such great power in the hands of that evil spirit, but he couldn't see that there was magic power in it?
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and decided to give it a try.
"Perhaps there is magic power in the hair strands, but I can't use it directly. Instead, I need to borrow it..." "
He stuck out his two fingers and clamped the hair between them.
"By applying the Dharma to the Dharma, it is said that the ground is free of dust, and neither is the house." "
"Clean!"
Suddenly, a golden light flashed from that hair.
With the power within it, the dust-purifying technique can be performed.
"Buzz."
Only to see that ray of golden light sweep across the upper and lower parts of the library, and all the miscellaneous items in the room were swept up by the golden light.
In the blink of an eye, the golden light faded away.
The dust in the room gathered into a round ball and finally landed in front of Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes wide and said, "It really can!"
(End of this chapter)