Desperate Night

"I heard that as long as you complete the first three classes well, you can get a very effective amulet from the temple. Then you can explain it to grandpa and the others when you go home."

"What's the amulet? The key is the name. You will have priority in finding someone in the future if you encounter trouble."

"We come here to study. Another function is to train us to be able to identify the problem ourselves first. We don't have to come to the masters in the temple for everything. First, we can try to solve it ourselves with batches of Taoist symbols. If that doesn’t work, ask a master, which can save a lot of time and energy.”

Several people around Yu Hong talked about the role of this training.

He listened in his heart, but frowned a little.

"Then we don't teach real training methods?"

"You can teach, but" a boy with glasses on one side had long been curious about Yu Hong's size, and hurriedly spoke to him. "Brother, you don't really want to come here to learn Taoism, do you?"

"I have this idea." Yu Hong nodded, "Why not?"

"Of course, it's okay, but at our age, we haven't been able to practice for a long time, and the Jinyu Class only teaches casually, Taoism and so on. I also found out that it is actually similar to internal qigong. It regulates the body's nerves and makes people feel better than ordinary people. My physical strength is better. It just sounds mysterious," the boy with glasses said in a low voice.

"Isn't it right? What should we do if we encounter a ghost or something?" A young girl wearing purple lipstick couldn't help but ask.

"What's going on? Find a bodyguard." Glasses smiled. "Anyway, my grandfather asked me to come here, saying that I must get a diploma before I can go home. You don't really think that everyone comes here to learn Taoism, do you?"

"No, haven't you guys encountered this before?" Another fat man, who was listening to the two talking, couldn't help but ask.

"What?" Glasses asked.

"Even those missing persons cases that the police can't solve. There have been more and more of these cases recently. My father's friend in the city police station said that there is no pattern of committing crimes at all. There are several murderers who are randomly found by other prisoners." The fat man sighed, "If it weren't for the fact that the world is becoming more and more incomprehensible, who would be willing to spend time and money to bother here."

"So, there are a lot of disappearances now?" Yu Hong interjected and asked naturally.

"Many, some are broken because people took the opportunity to cause trouble, but most of them are simply because they can't find anyone." The fat man replied and looked at Yu Hong, who was much taller than him, and the other person's body. Swelling hard muscle lines.

"Dude, you have such an awesome physique!"

Yu Hong smiled. His height and size were extremely conspicuous among these people.

From Fatty's answer, he could tell that the black disaster's penetration into the world was still accelerating, but since the Nine Gates here could last for so long, it was estimated that sooner or later there would be a targeted countermeasure.

Otherwise, this place should be almost the same as Yiyi's place.

While he was listening to some rich second generation chatting.

Among the four people on the other side, the lonely man standing at the front seemed to be disturbed. He frowned slightly and whispered.

"How did you arrange this time? Giving lectures with those idle people is a waste of time for us, and it is meaningless for them."

"I have already made suggestions. This group of second-generation gilded people should be trained by outsourced employees. Anyway, they will not practice seriously even if the Fa is taught." A man with slightly high cheekbones replied.

"Just bear with it for now," the deserted man closed his eyes, exhaled, and continued to recite something.

About two minutes later.

The wooden door in the yard was pushed open.

An old Taoist with white hair and one prosthetic eye entered here surrounded by four Taoists in front and behind him.

The old Taoist waved his hand to signal the four of them to stop, and he quickly walked to the front of everyone in the courtyard.

"Pindao Yumo, this class starts now,"

He sat down cross-legged.

"This part of the introductory teaching is mainly for the new children in the Jinyu class. Now that darkness is invading and chaos is coming, practicing the law well will not only keep yourself away from unclean things, but also protect your family and delay enough time. Wait for me and the people from Dao Lineage to come to the rescue."

"I dare to ask Master Yumo, are there really so-called unclean things in this world?" Yu Hong suddenly raised his hand and asked.

"If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it." Yu Mo glanced at him, his eyes flashing across the strong muscles on his body, "The so-called unclean things, including evil thoughts and distracting thoughts that arise in your heart, can be counted. one of them.”

"That's it." Yu Hong looked 'astonished'.

He wasn't deliberately looking for trouble, but he really didn't feel anything different from ordinary people in this old man.

Weak, powerless, and even a faint sound of phlegm could be heard on the breath. It was obvious that the old man had a cold.

Next, it was the time for Taoist Yumo to recite sutras. Seeing that everyone had no questions, he proposed to take the lead in reciting the Taoist Sutra Puhua Jing.

The boring sutra chanting lasted for more than half an hour, making several people in the Jinyu class more and more impatient and even yawning. Only Yu Hong honestly followed along in reciting the Puhua Sutra.

"This guy is quite interesting. Is it possible that he is really here to learn something?" One of the four young Taoist priests on the other side realized this and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"The Puhua Sutra can be recited even though it is so boring. It has strong concentration." Another female disciple nodded in agreement.

"Maybe he's just pretending." The man with slightly high cheekbones guessed. "Brother Zhengming, what do you think?" He looked at the cold Taoist who had never spoken.

"It has nothing to do with you, listen carefully. If it is true, you will be able to stick to it later. If it is false, you will give up soon." The cold Taoist Zhengming said coldly.

As soon as he said this, the other three people dared not say much.

As one of the only two Taoist masters in the generation of disciples in the temple, he has a lot of authority among the young disciples. After Zhengming finished speaking, he glanced at Yu Hong. The other party's strong physique was quite eye-catching among a group of rich second-generations.

In fact, these second-generations who came to gild their names are not all wastes. Occasionally, one or two people with perseverance and potential will appear.

It's just that at such an old age, no matter how qualified and perseverant he is, it's too late.

A monk who changes his career halfway is destined to not go far.

So after a few more glances, he continued to listen to Yu Mo's lectures and explain the Puhua Sutra.

The day's lectures soon ended, and everyone saw Taoist Yu Mo off before they dispersed.

"Yu Hong, you are not a local, right? Judging from your accent, you have only been in Taizhou for a short time. Do you want to have dinner and play together?"

The fat man in the second generation took the initiative to invite Yu Hong.

"No, I really want to learn some Taoism seriously, and I plan to go back and study the Puhua Sutra." Yu Hong declined.

"Great! Really hard work, then you keep it up!" The fat man gave a thumbs up and admired. "I look forward to your hard work in practicing the law, so that the Taoist class over there will take notice!"

Yu Hong smiled and looked at the four young Taoists on the other side. With his perception, he could naturally hear the private chat of the four people just now.

He could also understand that they looked down on the people in the Jinyu class.

But it doesn't matter, some things will gradually reveal their essence with the test of time.

Turning around, he walked out of the Taoist temple alone.

In the next day and night

Yu Hong came to the Taoist temple to attend classes every day. There were five people in the other Jinyu class at the beginning, but after three days, there were only three left. After another four days, there were only two left: Yu Hong and the man with glasses.

The other four were bored and skipped classes.

The daily classes were all about reciting various Taoist scriptures, which were boring and incomprehensible. In everyone's opinion, it was a complete waste of time.

Only Yu Hong and the man with glasses persisted.

After getting along for a long time, he also knew that the man with glasses was called Guo Shangdong, and his family ran a chain of bookstores in the local area.

But they didn't know that their persistence also caused disagreements among the Taoists who were passing on skills in the temple.

Three weeks later.

In Qingchen Temple, at 5:30 in the morning, the monthly routine summary meeting was held as usual.

"Regarding the application of the two people in the Jinyu class to pass on the law, I intend to formally approve it." Taoist Yu Mo sat cross-legged on the futon, lazily basking in the sun.

"Golden Jade Class? What good can those young people who paid to come in be? Junior brother, are you kidding me?" The master of the temple, Taoist Yuhen, had a white and fat face, and was counting money with his fingers in his mouth.

"Don't mess around. Our Qingchen Temple is different from other Taoist sects. We only care about money. Two formal disciples who pass on the Dharma require us to spend money and resources to train them. Isn't this a waste?"

"Forget about Guo Shangdong. I think the other Yu Hong is very determined and devoted to the Tao. I have talked to him several times. He looks like a person who has experienced storms, so he is so eager for the Tao." Yu Mo explained.

"That won't work either. One more person will reduce our income. The income of the temple is not much. Junior brother, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Jinyu Class Jinyu Class, what is Jinyu? Then they are just established to make money! Don't get it wrong!" Taoist Yuhen shook his head again and again.

"Alas, I just said that. Senior brother, don't get excited." Yu Mo smiled helplessly. "Well, I'll talk to him and let him bear the cost of the Taoist method on his own. See if it works."

"Hey! That's right! Since he admires the Taoist method, he naturally doesn't care about the cost of cultivation. If he cares about even this little cost, then I have to doubt his sincerity." Taoist Yuhen immediately slapped his thigh.

Yu Mo shook his head speechlessly. Seeing his look, the other Taoist masters in the temple also held back their laughter.

Although Qingchen Temple is not as pure as before, it has money.

Since Taoist Yuhen came to power, everyone's life has become better. They bought houses, cars, and villas. Now everyone has the things they dreamed of before. Life is so colorful and interesting.

As for Taoism?

It's just a business to make money.

What's the point of sticking to tradition? If you can't even eat enough, and you can't even get the resources and medicines you need for cultivation, you will eventually wither and die.

Yu Mo watched the other Taoist masters enthusiastically discussing with the temple master how to expand business channels, as well as the newly emerging online live broadcasts.

He sighed softly.

Since those stubborn ascetics were driven away, the temple is no longer short of money, life is much better, and everyone's thin faces have become rounder.

But, gradually, he also realized that something was wrong.

The Taoists became more and more lazy in practicing Taoism, and spent a lot of time accompanying their families, traveling, eating, drinking and having fun.

The younger generation followed the teacher's example, and although they didn't have much ability, they didn't learn the arrogant vision at all.