I have been practicing Taoism for ten years, but you told me that Taoism is all fake.

"I'm sorry, young man, I'm even bothering you." The old man looked at Jiang Chen with some embarrassment.

Jiang Chen rubbed his butt, and then stood up. Pointing at the shop, he shouted, "Black shop! A

group of mighty men suddenly came out of the shop.

"Huh?"

Jiang Chen immediately pointed elsewhere and said to the old man: "Black spots, uncle, look, if only the color of the signboard were black dots." The

old man looked in the direction of Jiang Chen's finger and found that it was a small shop called Yanzi Hair Salon.

The old man smiled: "Young man, what do you know, the pink signboard can express a clear meaning, as if, you don't know, what is the Tao."

Jiang Chen was stunned, and he suddenly felt that something flashed in his mind, as if he had touched the threshold that the ghost intention wanted to express, and as if there was nothing.

Jiang Chen hurriedly picked up the old man and said respectfully, "Uncle, what did you just say!" The

old man touched his stomach: "Ouch, I'm hungry and panic, I don't know anything."

Jiang Chen immediately said arrogantly: "Go!" Go eat! Eat whatever you want! "

Fengxiang City, in a high-end restaurant, there are high-class elites sitting everywhere who look excellent temperament and nobility, but there is an old and young man who looks very different from the people around him.

The old man looks like a homeless man, the young man is wearing a cloak, and he is wearing a black robe, but he is stepping on a pair of gold Chelsea on his feet, how to look, how strange!

However, their tables were filled with all kinds of precious mountain and sea delicacies, which caused people around them to talk quietly.

"Sir, can you tell me the meaning of what you just said?" Jiang Chen poured the old man an unknown cup of tea worth 10,000 pots.

The old man took the teacup and drank it, and made a sound of ah.

He wiped the grease from his mouth with his hand, and then casually wiped it on his body.

"I said you, I didn't look for it." The old man picked up a toothpick and began to pick his teeth, his movements were very inelegant.

"I, didn't look for the way?" Jiang Chen frowned, he had been learning Dao since he was fifteen years old, familiar with various Dao scriptures, and even proficient in using various profound Dao techniques, and also obtained the legendary Seven Killing Order of Gods and Devils.

This, how can it be said that the Tao has not been found!

"That's right." The old man lifted his feet, placed them on the chair, and clasped them up with his hands.

"I ask you, what is your Tao?" The old man's eyes looked directly at Jiang Chen.

"My Dao..." Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he had never thought about this problem.

It's like, never thought about it.

"You don't know, do you think that you can order Taoism and have a bit of Taoism, and you are a Taoist priest?" The old man showed a look of contempt: "That's called Fangshi, a bit of a means to ward off evil spirits, but that can't be called, Taoist!"

When Jiang Chen heard this, he instantly felt that these tens of thousands of yuan had not been spent in vain, and he immediately asked: "Then, how can you be called a Taoist priest!"

"Looking, fortune telling, exorcism, feng shui, charms, these are just the basic skills of a Taoist priest, but they do not mean that you are a Taoist priest!" The old man picked up the finger that had just buckled his foot and stuffed it into his nostrils: "Every Taoist priest has his own way, I don't know if your master has reminded you that this path of Taoist priests is either not chosen, or, for a lifetime."

Jiang Chen nodded, he remembered that Liu Sanmao had reminded him from the time he first went.

"Once you enter the door, a little carelessness, five disadvantages and three deficiencies, four rounds and two calamities, seven politics and four more! But, Lao Tzu told you that these are all deceptive, and that monasticism has only one result.

"What!"

The old man's face became solemn, and he hooked his finger at Jiang Chen: "Give me 100,000 yuan, I'll tell you!" Jiang

Chen did not hesitate, directly called the waiter, and brushed 100,000 to the old man on the spot!

The old man's face was delighted, good boy, rich!

"Uncle, what is it!" Jiang Chen asked.

The old man's eyes narrowed: "Lonely ends."

"Moreover, he is still old and immortal!" The old man sighed: "The feeling of wanting to die but not being able to die, can you understand?"

Jiang Chen was stunned: "It's not simple to want to die?" Isn't it okay to jump off a building? The

old man smiled: "You are still young and don't understand." The

old man stood up at this time, he looked at Jiang Chen, there was no trace of turbidity and frivolity in his eyes: "Boy, you can still choose, I ask you, have you really decided well, enter the Dao?"

Jiang Chen was once again faced with a choice, and he still did not hesitate: "From the moment I started, I had already decided, Su Sheng, to be a Taoist priest, to descend demons and remove demons, and to take care of the world."

"Yes, your Dao, already has it, but you still have shortcomings." The old man said and rubbed his fingers again.

Jiang Chen immediately understood, and he called the waiter again.

Again brushed 100,000 to the old man.

The old man smiled slightly: "Young man, let me ask you, why are duckweed wandering around?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and replied, "Because, duckweed has no roots, so it can only go with the flow."

"That's right, you have the Dao, but you are too impetuous, directionless, running around, to see your own Dao, you need to be quiet." The old man said and pointed out the window: "Look out the window."

Jiang Chen looked out the window and found that there were people coming and going outside the window, the traffic was turbulent, and it was a lively scene.

"I see, a lot of people, a lot of cars."

When he turned back, the old man was gone.

"Groove!" Jiang Chen couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

He realized that he seemed to have been deceived!

But the next second, he saw someone on the table with the word 'Jing' written on water.

Jiang Chen frowned.

Could it be that breaking through to the ghost meaning, the key is the word 'quiet'?

Jiang Chen left the restaurant, he had two thoughts in his heart at this time, one was that he was deceived and deceived miserably, and the other was that he met a superior person and mentioned himself.

Jiang Chen thought that maybe he could try to understand the still character and see if he could pry open the door of the ghost artistic conception.

A week later.

Jiang Chen returned to the Taoist Temple on his mountain, and Big Yellow was also picked up by him.

After more than half a month away from the Taoist Temple, the courtyard of the Taoist Temple was overgrown with weeds, and the room was also full of dust, and Jiang Chen frowned.

Big Yellow did not dislike it at all, but it thought very much about its kennel, and immediately rushed to its kennel, Meimei turned its head.

Jiang Chen looked at the familiar Taoist temple, and suddenly had a feeling as if he was in a world away.

Could it be that I have been away from the Taoist Temple for a long time, what kind of memory have I lost!

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, he no longer entangled his lost memories, he began to weed, clean, he thought about understanding what is Jing in the Taoist temple, and then went down the mountain to practice after breaking through to the ghost realm.

After three busy days, Jiang Chen could be regarded as completely cleaning the Taoist Temple.

He put down his broom and prepared to cook on the fire, but the door of the Taoist Temple slammed.