Dozo America

"Such a strange man cannot be restrained by state affairs. He can only be released into the mountains and forests. Remember the promise made to this man and do not abandon it lightly. There is no harm in this man's mind and he has lived in the United States for a long time, so he cannot be reckless.

Intervene.' 'Also treat his disciple well, that is, my old friend Qing Yuzi. He is also a man of great fortune and can

With the guidance of such a master, I can imagine that my future cultivation will be limitless!" Mr. Wang was sitting in his study, drinking tea while frowning and thinking about the Go board. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the Go board.

His son, Vice Premier Wang, and his grandson, Wang Dongsheng, stood beside him with their hands hanging down as they spoke. Then they picked up the tea cup, took a sip and sighed.

"Why did father sigh?" Vice Premier Wang actually guessed what he was thinking, but he didn't say it out loud. He was asking for his son. Wang Dongsheng is not that human yet, and he still needs to practice his skills in the world.

"You can let Dongsheng handle these interpersonal relationships by himself. I think that Taoist Zhen can be regarded as a man of temperament. When he returns to China in the future, try to let Dongsheng meet him. He should go out and do these things by himself, but he should pay attention to his sense of propriety and interact with these strange people.

Intercourse with strangers should be limited. Don't be too distant, nor too close. If you are too far, you won't be able to help, but if you are too close, you will be criticized by others, attract people to talk about, and it is difficult to control, and it will backfire on you."

"My grandson understands!" Wang Dongsheng replied respectfully.

"Okay, let's all go. I still have ten years to live, and I won't die for a while. Go, go, do it boldly. After ten years, I hope you will have a good ending!" Mr. Wang started to rush.

People.

"Yes, father!" Vice Premier Wang nodded. Then he and his son exited the room. After going out and going downstairs, Wang Dongsheng couldn't help but pursed his lips and his eyes were shining. The scene that day was really terrifying, if not

Seeing him using his wooden sword to draw lightning down, he thought it was just a local thunderstorm.

"Father——" Seeing Vice Premier Wang about to leave, he couldn't help but shout.

Vice Premier Wang stopped, stunned for a moment, and then said: "Listen to your grandfather and interact with him more. Pay attention to your own way! You should also learn to deal with some of your own things now. You don't have to do it.

If you are an official, you don’t have to go into business. It’s enough to do what you like to do. Our family shouldn’t have any problems.

I beg you, don’t envy other people’s fame and wealth. The achievements of their ancestors cannot shadow them for the rest of their lives. What I have to do now is to take away those people who rely on the achievements of their ancestors and do illegal things. So you should keep a low profile and have a good relationship with that Zhen.

If you make good friends with the Taoist priest, you might be able to protect you from the retaliation and interference from those people when they counterattack!"

"I know!" Wang Dongsheng nodded. He did know his father's situation. Dare to challenge the largest interest group, dare to attack the most powerful interest group, which means that he and his family are always at the forefront of the storm.

Among them, if you are not careful, you may be counterattacked by those unwilling tigers, and it is not an alarmist thing to even endanger your life.

In the study room upstairs, Mr. Wang held a chess piece between his two fingers. His fingers were trembling slightly. He couldn't drop it for a long time. Although he was very calm when he told his son and grandson just now, he couldn't hide his inner feelings now.

Shocking and exciting. It is not unusual for there to be strange people in the country. With more than 1.3 billion people, it would be strange if there are not one or two strange people. For people like Qing Yuzi, he can still understand that in his original

In terms of memory, Qing Yuzi can be regarded as a strange person.

The spirit of Taoist cultivation is obviously older than his own age, but he lives so energetically, and he also has wonderful Chinese medicine treatment methods. Many important people in the country have been cured of their illnesses. He also knows Feng Shui.

Divination can even affect the decision-making of some countries. I dare not say that it is not magical.

But could a person like this who could control wind and rain really be a god in this world? For the first time, his unwavering faith was shaken. Although he asked Qing Yuzi afterwards, Qing Yuzi was vague about Zhen Fan's abilities.

He didn't want to answer directly, but he could also tell that in his master's opinion, this calling for wind and rain was just a trivial matter. He was even more aware of the conversation he had with Zhen Fan.

"Does the old man really only have ten years to live? Maybe he is greedy." After Zhen Fan treated him, Mr. Wang was able to move in. He, Qing Yuzi and Zhen Fan had a secret conversation.

In that room, not even Vice Premier Wang came in to participate.

"It's destiny!" Zhen Fan can understand Mr. Wang's mentality, because he feels that vitality has returned to his body, so he wants to live longer.

"Is there... isn't there some way?" Mr. Wang sighed, and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense. It's a blessing to be able to live for ten years, why are you still like this?

greedy."

Zhen Fan smiled. This old guy was trying to get away with it. He was just trying to trick himself. He nodded and said, "Yes, there is, but I'm afraid that Mr. Wang won't be able to let it go!"

"Is there any way?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang realized that there was indeed something to be said. He immediately sat upright, just like the habits he had retained from the army during his revolutionary career. He had a very military temperament.

"Then leave all the worldly affairs behind and follow me to practice. If you practice my Taoist methods, you may be able to live a long life. If you are successful, one hundred and fifty years old is no joke!" Zhen Fan smiled and said, "Look at me.

This apprentice is such a person. I didn’t realize that his hair is now darker and his skin is much more elastic!"

Really. Mr. Wang glanced at Qing Yuzi, who looked at Zhen Fan a little embarrassed and did not dare to say anything. But Mr. Wang felt hot in his heart and continued to ask: "For a person of my age, if you practice,

, can it still work?”

"Mr. Tongxuan in the early Tang Dynasty also started practicing Taoism in his eighties. The world only knows that he lived for more than ninety years, but they don't know that after ninety, he wandered around the world and disappeared without a trace until the first year of Renzong Jingyou in the Song Dynasty.

He also appeared in Stalagmite Mountain in Chongqing, which is said to be the place where the Eight Immortals gather!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled.

"That's just a folk legend!" Mr. Wang was a little disapproving when he heard it.

Zhen Fan smiled and said: "Legends can only be told by legends. If the world doesn't believe the things about gods and immortals, they are not true. If you believe them, they exist. Just look at which way you think in your heart. Just like what we are preaching now

Materialism, if you say materialism, it is materialism, and people in the world only see materialism. Taoists think of idealism, and that is idealism. It exists in one's own heart." After Zhen Fan finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.

Mr. Wang hurriedly wanted to stop Zhen Fan. But Zhen Fan said loudly: "Old Mr. Wang, how can he practice Taoism before his fate is over? Why not, ten years later, if you are destined to me, I will come to save you. Let's say goodbye today.

Let’s go!” After saying that, he went straight out and left Ao Yuzi’s place with Melissa.

Qingyuzi wanted to rush out to see him off, but when he turned around, he disappeared. He couldn't help but stumbled and sighed, and returned to the room. At this time, Vice Premier Wang and Wang Dongsheng had also entered the room. Seeing Qingyuzi coming, Wang

The Vice Premier asked: "Has Taoist Master Zhen left?"

"Yeah, I left. It's a pity that as soon as I turned around, there was no one left!"

After listening to Qing Yuzi's words, the four of them were silent for a while. So the matter in Mr. Wang's mind was still about whether he wanted to follow Zhen Fan to become a monk. But he was also worried about Vice Premier Wang. What he was doing now, if

Without my full support behind him, I'm afraid it would be unsustainable. Those forces are not generally powerful, and they are intertwined. If you are not careful, you will step into a minefield or face an abyss!

This is the real dilemma. But isn’t there still ten years left? Then you can wait slowly, or you can slowly make your mood better. Thinking of this, Mr. Wang lowered his hand

Press it, and with a "pop" sound, the chess piece falls, and the white pieces on the chessboard suddenly appear full of life.

After Zhen Fan returned to his residence, he thought about it and still didn't call Li Xingguo. He was busy enough during this period, so he didn't go to Xinglong County with him. He just made an appointment with Qing Yuzi.

The Taoist temple has been basically completed, and only some small areas are being taken care of. Moreover, after the renovation, the Taoist temple obviously looks more majestic, and the dilapidated look has been wiped away.

Ning Xiangzi knew that Zhen Fan was coming and hurried out to greet him. While bowing to invite Zhen Fan in, he saw Qing Yuzi in a Taoist robe. He couldn't help but look at it a few more times and said hesitantly: "Fellow Taoist, look.

Looks familiar, but I don’t know where I’ve seen the same thing before?”

"Of course you have met me. My name is Qing Yuzi. Sometimes I show up at some grand Taoist gatherings and give lectures on Taoism to those fellow Taoists. You must have attended them too, so you don't have to recognize me.

Strange!" Qing Yuzi boasted in front of Ning Xiangzi. He didn't want to fall into the limelight of his master. Zhen Fan laughed when he heard this. This old Taoist apprentice is so old, but he still has the same temperament as those young ones.

"Ah, it turns out to be Taoist Priest Qingyuzi. I'm so rude!" When Ning Xiangzi heard that the person in front of him was Taoist Priest Qingyuzi, his expression suddenly changed, and he faced Qingyuzi with a respectful look.

This is a big head-offering ceremony. This is more respectful than Zhen Fan, the donor who paid for his Taoist temple.

"Are you the master of this Taoist temple?" Qingyuzi laughed. He was still a little proud, as if he was showing off in front of the master. "This is my business card. Take my business card to my place from now on."

, let me give you a sermon!”

When Zhen Fan heard this, the expression on his face was a little strange. Melissa also understood and couldn't help but laugh out loud. I'm afraid this is to give people a message of sutras and gifts, just drink a massage and drink tea, right? Typical eating, drinking and having fun.

The same Taoist mentality. I hope this Ning Xiangzi also practices Chunyang Taoism, otherwise by then the Taoism will be completely destroyed and it will be too late to cry! (To be continued...)