Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Zhang Zhiwei left the cliff and returned to Tianshi's Mansion. He first went to Tianshi's private residence, but he couldn't find his master. When he asked the brothers at the manor, they all said they didn't know.

"Master didn't rest in the middle of the night. What did you do?"

Zhang Zhiwei didn't think blindly. He calculated with his fingers and found his master drinking at the foot of the mountain. He immediately rushed over.

The incense in Longhu Mountain is very strong, and there are many pilgrims who come to pray to the gods on weekdays. On the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, there are even more people coming and going, and there can even be a long queue on the way up the mountain, so Shangqing Many pubs in the town are also open at night.

Zhang Zhiwei came to an inconspicuous small restaurant. As soon as he entered, he saw the master, Uncle Yi Qian, Uncle Zhang Yi, and Senior Lan Gu, sitting on four sides of a square table. On the table were wine jars and dishes. It's a plate of peanuts, a plate of pig ears, and a plate of pig head meat.

"Little Taoist Master Zhiwei is here too!"

The shopkeeper at the counter at the door smiled and said hello.

Because of several big mouths, Zhang Zhiwei is quite famous in Shangqing Town and is known to many people.

Zhang Zhiwei greeted the shopkeeper and asked him to add a seat.

The shopkeeper wanted to replace them with round tables that could seat more people.

Zhang Zhiwei thought it was troublesome, so he asked for a stool and sat on the left side of the master, next to Master Zhang Yi.

The four people at the table looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

They were all close to Zhang Zhiwei and were familiar with Zhang Zhiwei's Qi, but at this moment, they felt different.

If Zhang Zhiwei's appearance and expression hadn't changed, they would have even doubted whether it was him.

Everyone, or to be precise, all living things have their own unique smell. Zhang Zhiwei originally had it too, but now it has changed. The previous smell is gone, replaced by a light fragrance.

This fragrance is pure and clean without any impurities.

It does not come from the surface of the body, but emanates from the inside and outside of his body and soul. Smelling it makes people feel relaxed and happy, and even the smell of alcohol on the table is dispelled.

Zhang Yi and Lan Gu looked at each other and had something in mind. It was recorded in some ancient classics that "when an immortal is born, the room is filled with fragrance", just like the legendary Lu Zu.

Could the strange fragrance in the classics be the "strange fragrance" on Zhang Zhiwei's body... They were quite shocked.

It's really amazing. Is this caused by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth? Zhang Yi asked deliberately.

Zhang Jingqing spoke first. He coughed and asked knowingly:

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course there is good news when the apprentice comes here." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"You kid, you always get good news!" Zhang Jingqing smiled and raised the wine jar, "Here, I'll pour wine for Dai Tianshi."

He had seen all the previous conversations between Zhang Zhiwei and his fellow disciples. When those little Taoist priests who did not know their own abilities came to Zhang Zhiwei to ask about their cultivation methods, he almost couldn't sit still.

A son is better than his father, and his master is also his father. How could he not know the character of his apprentice?

It's like talking without a door. If this is taught to the brothers and sisters, and the virtue is not worthy of it, wouldn't it harm them?

He was about to rush over, but he didn't expect that Zhang Zhiwei not only didn't say anything, but also scolded the group of classmates who were blinded by the magic skills.

In a few words, the situation was stabilized.

Zhang Jingqing was deeply gratified by this. Although this kid made a big breakthrough and was suspected of being ostentatious, which made him dislike it, the way he handled the matter made him very happy.

Even when Zhang Zhiwei finally asked the elders to be punished, he agreed and copied the "Tao Te Ching" five hundred times, which was just enough for them to sober up.

Seeing that the master was about to pour himself wine, Zhang Zhiwei quickly took the wine jar.

He would occasionally act arrogantly in front of his master, but he never really wanted to suppress his master's authority.

"Master, as long as it comes to your mind!"

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the wine jar and filled it first for his master and then for himself.

Seeing this, Zhang Yituan picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He tapped the wine bowl with his chopsticks, making a crisp ding-ding-ding sound.

"Where's mine?"

"It's your order!"

Zhang Zhiwei was about to pour wine for his uncle when Lan Gu's chopsticks hit his uncle Zhang Yi on the head.

"I told you not to knock the bowl when eating!"

Uncle Zhang Yi acted like a normal person, his face unchanged and his heart not beating. He silently put the chopsticks away and pointed to the wine bowl in front of him with a normal expression.

Zhang Zhiwei was grinning widely while pouring wine for his uncle.

The corner of Zhang Jingqing's mouth twitched slightly. Tianshi is a very serious person and usually doesn't smile unless he can't help it.

Yi Qian was already laughing.

Zhang Yi glared at Yi Qian, turned to look at Zhang Zhiwei, who was grinning widely, and changed the subject:

"Being a saint thief, breaking through the shackles of the soul, and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. How does it feel different?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while and said: "Looking at the world again, it looks like an empty house. It seems clean, but when the sun shines in through the window, you can see thousands of dust. After connecting the bridge between heaven and earth, there is This feeling."

"It's a bit profound. Then tell me, is there a lot of dust around us?" Zhang Yi asked again.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said: "Many, everything has Qi. On the mountains, there is more Qi emanating from the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and trees, while down the mountain, there is more Qi emanating from people."

"Which kind of Qi..." Zhang Yi paused and said, "It tastes the best."

There was a solemn silence on the table, and they looked at Zhang Zhiwei to know his answer.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Of course it is Qi emitted by humans, especially Qi emitted by strangers, which is even better."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Yi Qian frowned.

He was a little worried. Back then, Qingxuan was an outstanding disciple of the Tianshi Mansion and had high hopes. However, after practicing this method, his temperament gradually changed drastically and he began to practice cannibalism. Now Zhang Zhiwei said that the Qi Geng emitted by others Well, it made him a little uneasy.

"This is the truth!"

Zhang Zhiwei took a sip of wine, put a piece of pork head meat into his mouth, and said:

"If this were not the case, then Qingxuan would not rely on absorbing people to practice martial arts."

"Evil method!" Yi Qian said.

"Then what do you think of this ability?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

He knew that Zhang Zhiwei's mind was high and unaffected by delusions, so he was not worried that Zhang Zhiwei would take the wrong path.

Of course, there is another situation, where there is no temptation, and one purely subjectively feels that attracting people to practice is nothing, just like eating and drinking. This is terrifying, just like Feng Baobao killing someone.

Zhang Zhiwei can do this too.

Although Zhang Jingqing felt that his apprentice would not be like this.

But there are some things that you should ask, and you still have to ask. This is the responsibility of the teacher.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while and said: "In my opinion, it can be described as a saying by Jigong, after wine and meat passed through the intestines, it remained in the heart of the Buddha. If the world imitates me, it will be like entering the devil's path!"

Zhang Jingqing pondered after listening.

Zhang Yi asked: "What's the explanation?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "The saint thief can absorb the essence of heaven and earth for his own use. Humans are also the essence of heaven and earth, so they can naturally absorb it."

"So, the key to this ability is not that eating people is a disaster. In fact, whether you eat people or not doesn't affect you."

"Just like the sage Jigong, he could spit out live pigeons after eating pigeon meat, and he could spit out living humans after eating pigeon meat. Therefore, he was not afraid of meat and vegetables."

"Other ordinary practitioners do not have the realm of Jigong. To learn from him is to enter the devil's path, so they need to strictly abide by the precepts and restrain their desires."

Zhang Jingqing knocked on the table with her hand: "That's right. Now that you have this awareness, you can rest assured as a teacher."

"By the way, what's the matter with the fragrance on your body?" Uncle Zhang Yi asked, "Although I have never practiced Saint Thief, I know from some classics that after practicing Saint Thief, the energy emitted by oneself will interact with the surrounding environment. It’s so consistent and so difficult to detect, why do you have a fresh fragrance?”

Zhang Zhiwei explained: "The smell of a practitioner of Saint Thief changes according to the smell of Qi absorbed. If he does not reject anyone who comes and inhales everything, then the smell on his body will naturally be the smell of the surrounding environment."

"The reason why I have a fragrance on my body is because I don't inhale everything. I only absorb some of the Three Treasures of Heaven and the Three Treasures of Earth. These treasures are fused with my own Three Treasures of Man, and they become this kind of fragrance. "

"The three treasures of the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars, and the three treasures of the earth, water, fire, and wind, how can you actually separate them from this mixed world of energy?"

Everyone present was surprised, even Zhang Jingqing was no exception. This was not simple. There were things in ancient books that many people couldn't get, but this kid understood it as soon as he learned it.

"You're such a picky kid, you can resist the temptation of the essence of heaven and earth and don't accept everything!"

Zhang Jingqing smiled and said, he was very pleased to know his apprentice's choice. Such usage must be the way of a saint.

“Who doesn’t want to eat something good!”

Zhang Zhiwei picked up a few pieces of pork head meat and said while eating: "Master, you know, I can't hide things from my mouth. When others ask me, I want to pass it on to everyone I meet. Let me pass this method on to you. , to save the senior brothers from worrying about it. If anyone wants to learn in the future, I will ask him to come to you, and I will save my worries. "

Zhang Jingqing said: "Are you looking for a decent reason to teach me this method?"

"Master, you are worrying too much!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Do you think we old guys have lost too much innate energy, and you want us to live longer?" Zhang Jingqing continued.

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent, that was indeed his idea.

"At your current state, you shouldn't be able to see through life and death," Zhang Jingqing said, "In other words, our life and death should not affect your state of mind."

"This is objectively true, but subjectively I don't want you to pass away, regardless of other factors." Zhang Zhiwei said.

"You don't have to worry about things like life and death..."

Zhang Jingqing pondered for a moment and said: "Even if one day, we old guys die, something will still exist in this objective world and will not really die, so life and death, as far as I am concerned, Not important."

"Reincarnation?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at the master in surprise.

"I'm not talking about reincarnation," Zhang Jingqing shook his head, paused, and said, "As you know, I participated in the Westernization Movement, studied in the Tongwen Hall of the Capital, and learned a lot of Western knowledge."

Jingshi Tongwen Hall was the predecessor of Peking University. Although Zhang Jingqing was a Taoist priest, not many people could compare with him in terms of cultural literacy. The more moral and respected the person, the more eager to learn.

The same goes for Zuo Ruotong. Even in this era, the school at Trinity Gate at Yamashita teaches multiple languages.

The same goes for the old master in the plot. He is a hundred years old and still learns English in order to make friends.

Zhang Jingqing said: "I found that cultures in different places are different, but they also have things in common, such as the reincarnation you mentioned."

"In every cultural context, there is a conclusion to this matter, and everyone thinks that they are absolutely correct."

"In my opinion, they may all be established and correct, but they are not the bottom. They just established the framework of their own styles based on the bottom."

"You remember, it is the framework of each style. Both Buddhism and Taoism are based on this bottom layer, but the framework is different."

All methods are unified, and the underlying logic is the same. Each school, each civilization, just blooms its own flower on this basis... Zhang Zhiwei kept the master's words firmly in mind. He had an intuition that this was very important.

Zhang Jingqing was silent for a moment and continued:

"Lest you say that Mr. Xuanmen doesn't speak human language and just likes the code words of knocking on the head three times and closing the main door with hands behind his back. This time I will change the approach. I call this bottom layer the continuity of 'subjectivity'."

Zhang Jingqing waved his hand, and the golden light transformed into a human form exactly like him, standing next to him.

"I made it with golden light. It is assumed that he is a person with exactly the same makeup as me, even the memories and emotions are the same."

"Objectively, we are completely consistent, there is no difference at all, but he is still not me because he does not have my 'subjectivity'."

"'Subjectivity' is the unique thing in this world."

"If we only count the five of us here, that is to say, there are now five 'selves' with subjective perspectives."

Zhang Jingqing stretched out her finger, drew a horizontal line in the air, and marked five points on the horizontal line.

"This is a horizontal axis. The five points on the axis are us. What about the vertical axis? Let's calculate it according to the time when Tianshi Mansion was established."

Zhang Jingqing drew an extremely long vertical axis in the center of the horizontal axis and said:

"It has been nearly two thousand years since our Tianshi Mansion was established. This vertical axis is much longer than the horizontal axis."

"And our subjective consciousness, on this vertical axis, is only less than a hundred years old, so it is less than one-twentieth of the vertical axis."

Zhang Jingqing looked at the crowd: "Then what do you think is the relationship between the horizontal axis and the vertical axis, between subjectivity and objectivity? Are their statuses equal?"

Yi Qian said: "Twenty to one, it's definitely not equal!"

Zhang Yi said: "The subjective is us, the objective is the Tianshi Mansion, and we rely on the Tianshi Mansion to exist. This shows that the subjective also relies on the objective to exist. In this case, the status is naturally unequal."

Lan Gu nodded: "I don't think it's equal either."

But at this time, Zhang Zhiwei raised an objection: "What if I say it's equal?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers, with golden light shining on his fingertips, and drew the short horizontal axis until it was as long as the vertical axis:

"If they are equal, as long as the objective exists, the subjective should exist as long as it exists."

"If the subjective is 'I' and the objective is Tianshi's Mansion, then 'I' and Tianshi's Mansion should be together."

"In other words, as long as Tianshi Mansion exists, 'I' should exist as long as it lasts."

But when Tianshi Mansion first existed, I didn't exist... He felt a thump in his heart.