Chapter 23 Knowledge Payment
"My disciple Zhao Cunyuan is a Taoist boy who has returned to secular life. Today, I have made great progress in my cultivation and would like to return to the mountain gate. I hope that the senior will guide me."

The temple keeper raised his eyebrows in surprise.

As he looked her up and down, he said in a deep voice: "Please follow me!"

Under the guidance of the temple priest, Zhao Cunyuan left the main hall and walked towards the back mountain.

In Liuyun Temple, the back mountain is the real place for practice.

"Please wait here, benefactor. I will be back soon!"

After the temple keeper led Zhao Cunyuan into the guest hall, he turned around and left.

Zhao Cunyuan sat down obediently, not daring to make any rash moves to offend.

While waiting patiently, soon a noisy sound of footsteps was heard.

He quickly stood up to greet them, and saw several Taoists walking into the hall.

"Disciple Zhao Cunyuan greets all the senior uncles and senior uncles."

Zhao Cunyuan bowed and tried hard to improve the relationship, but was met with suspicious looks in return.

One of the middle-aged Taoists stood up, looked Zhao Cunyuan up and down, and asked:

"Are you Zhao Cunyuan?"

"Exactly."

"Why did you return to secular life and leave the mountain?"

"Not enough qualifications, not enough fate."

"Who was the Taoist priest who led you to cultivate your mind at that time?"

"Jiang Shigong, Palace Master Jiang!"

"..."

After some questioning, the middle-aged Taoist turned to face his fellow disciples and nodded secretly, indicating that this person was indeed Zhao Cunyuan.

"Zhao Cunyuan, since you have already returned to secular life, why do you want to come back?"

A Taoist wearing a yellow crown and a yellow robe sat directly on the main seat and asked casually.

"After receiving the teachings, I have always thought of the virtue and wisdom of my master, but my talent is limited and I am not ashamed to pay my respects to him. Now I am lucky enough to enter the path of Taoism, but I am afraid that I will go astray and bring shame to my master. Today I specially return to the mountain gate and hope that the immortal master will take me in."

Zhao Cunyuan said in a deep voice, his heart beating nervously.

"Well, that's quite sincere."

The Taoist in yellow robe nodded and asked, "I see that you have spiritual energy. I wonder what kind of skills you practice? Who is your master?"

Zhao Cunyuan said: "The book I am practicing is called "Records of Worshipping the Dipper Stars", which comes from the Internet of Praying to the Gods."

what?
The Taoists in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

Some people looked confused, while others frowned.

"So it's a technique from the Internet, no wonder..." Taoist Huang Guan nodded, with a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Brother, what is the Internet?" a young Taoist priest nearby asked curiously.

"This is a prayer technique that originated in Yong County. It is said that it was created by a land god. Burning incense and chanting spells to pray is like reading a book. Mortals can communicate with each other through this. There are many books on it, including cultivation methods."

Taoist Huang Guan explained casually that he had only recently learned about this prayer technique.

"Since ancient times, the law is not easily passed on, and the Tao is not sold at a low price. How dare this person go against the will of the world and spread the skills recklessly?!"

The young Taoist priest looked shocked.

"It's just a fragment of a scroll, which only covers the realm of refining medicine."

"That's also heresy!"

"Haha, you think he is a heretic, he says you are pedantic, the world is bustling with people for profit. This person is acting so recklessly, just wanting to use this skill to spread the art of praying to the gods. It is said that this art is quite popular in Yong County, and it can be said to be very popular."

The Taoist in yellow robe commented, with a strange look in his eyes.

This explanation left the junior fellow student speechless.

"Zhao Cunyuan!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Since you were once a disciple of Liuyun Temple, you should know that Tao follows nature and everything depends on fate. You are not destined to be with Liuyun. This is fate! You have your own Tao. Don't be obsessed with this. Go down the mountain!"

The Taoist in yellow robe refused.

Zhao Cunyuan suddenly looked up with an expression of disbelief.

"Uncle Master, disciple..." "Stop calling me disciple and go down the mountain!"

The Taoist in yellow robe suddenly interrupted, his eyes were like lightning and his pressure was like a dragon. Zhao Cunyuan was so frightened that he trembled all over and cold sweat soaked his back.

"thump!"

Zhao Cunyuan gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, saying: "After I came down the mountain, I have been searching for the Dao for several years and suffered a lot. Now I have finally entered the Dao. I don't understand where I went wrong? Please enlighten me, uncle-master!"

The Taoist in yellow robe looked at Zhao Cunyuan with his eyebrows lowered: "The yellow ox plows the fields for a lifetime and suffers all the hardships in the world, but it is still an ox. Do you understand?"

Zhao Cunyuan was trembling all over.

Having experienced the baptism of the Internet, he is no longer the ignorant boy he once was.

He got it.

If you don’t have the qualifications, then it won’t work!

Liuyun Temple was unwilling to spend any resources on him.

But he was still unwilling.

"I am willing to do odd jobs in the temple, sweep the mountain paths, and seek only the path to the truth."

"Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. What you want is just a technique. Little do you know that without cultivating your mind, how can you cultivate the Dao? How dare Liuyun Temple teach you the Dao when you are so selfish? Let's go. If you continue talking, don't blame me for ignoring our friendship."

The Taoist in yellow robe looked indifferent.

Zhao Cunyuan, who was kneeling in worship, shuddered all over when he heard the words. After a while, he struggled to get up, turned around and staggered away.

The guest hall fell silent.

"Brother, isn't this too cruel for him?" The young Taoist looked at Zhao Cunyuan's back with a bit of pity on his face.

"Ignorant kindness is the greatest cruelty. If he had understood from the beginning that aptitude determines everything, why would he be in trouble today? Wouldn't it be good to be a country boy?" the Taoist in yellow robe scolded.

"Then... if I scold him like this, will he bear a grudge and one day..."

"What about the future? Thirty years in the west, thirty years in the east. Don't look down on the young and poor."

The yellow-robed Taoist priest said jokingly:

"Don't read folk stories. They are just self-consoling stories written by ordinary people who are powerless to struggle. Every year, hundreds of disciples of Liuyun Temple return to secular life, but how many of them soar to the sky?"

Seeing his fellow apprentice still struggling, the yellow-robed Taoist approached, patted his shoulder and said, "Cross the river on a raft and climb the ladder to heaven, and when you get there, everything will be abandoned. If you are cultivating the great way, don't be bound by appearances."

……

……

Zhao Cunyuan didn't know how he left Liuyun Temple.

He walked in a daze all the way, from day to night, until he stumbled and fell to the ground, then he stopped.

The weather is nice tonight.

The sky is full of stars and the moon is shining brightly.

Zhao Cunyuan stared at it in a daze, his mind seemed to be blank, and he seemed to be consoling himself.

It is said that one has to overcome one's own sorrows and joys, and it is difficult for others to understand.

After a long time, he chanted in a hoarse voice.

"The East Jia Qian Yuan is prosperous, and the positive Qi is surging. I have received the heavy destiny from the cloud ceremony, and the network controls the sky. Hurry up and move like a law, and the divine Qi will gather quickly... Infinite blessings!"

As the voice fell, a curtain of light descended, like a curtain covering the sky, slightly diverting his attention.

He subconsciously opened the community and browsed it aimlessly.

I instinctively find something to do to prevent myself from falling into endless sadness.

Posts flowed past my sight.

Maybe it was because he was too depressed, but he saw many people complaining about their unhappy lives.

The underworld is uncertain;
The immortals are busy and busy;
The stumbling blocks of a practitioner...

Although there were a lot of bad things happening, Zhao Cunyuan's mood gradually improved.

Perhaps misfortune is the underlying color of the world, so what does his little setback mean?
After a long while, he let out a long breath and was about to close the Internet when a pop-up window suddenly appeared.

【Internet 1.21 is online: the "Online Courses·Payment for Knowledge" section is added. 】

[——Are you still worried about earning money? Are you still annoyed by the lack of guidance? Join the online course, here you can find everything you want. ]

(End of this chapter)