Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Facing Yan Xianwu's invitation, Mo Chuan pondered for a moment, then stood up solemnly, cupped his hands and said, "Since the mage invites you, what's the harm in having a poor Taoist?"

Yan Xianwu was overjoyed. He stretched out his hands and clasped his palms in return: "Amitabha, that's good! That's good!"

The small hermit hides in the wild, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the big hermit hides in the court.

If you can use Yan Xianwu's method to hide in the officialdom of Lumpi hub, you can be called a great hermit in the world.

This couldn't be better for Mo Chuan.

After the two people discussed the details and departure date, Yan Xianwu said goodbye and left.

Watching Yan Xianwu leave, Mo Chuan turned around and returned to the library. He subconsciously lay down on the chair, holding the scripture in his hand and started reading it as usual.

However, as time passed, he did not turn to the next page for a long time - but his mind was already focused on the "First Fruit Sotapanna" in his soul.

At this moment, he suddenly realized: No wonder he was able to cultivate the first of the six magical powers of Buddhism, the Luo Juetong;
It's no wonder that the power of Luo Juetong is so powerful that it can even be deduced from the Star Ring Talisman.

All this is because he stands on the shoulders of giants.

With his thoughts at this point, Mo Chuan had mixed feelings in his heart.

However, this was not the time to express emotion. He tried to invade it with his mind and began to understand. After a long time, his face gradually became cloudy and uncertain.

He could feel that the Sotapanna of the First Fruition hidden in his soul was like a bright lamp illuminating his soul, making every detail of his thoughts emerge.

It can be said that even without the blessing of Luo Jie Tong, his active thinking is far beyond that of ordinary people.

However, other than that, he could no longer feel any other dignity of Sotapanna.

Even if it is deliberate understanding.

"Is it because I don't practice Buddhism?"

Mo Chuan was keenly aware of the problem.

Buddhism and Taoism are like two technical routes that appear to be the same but are actually very different.

Understanding the Buddha's fruition is essentially a process of searching for the truth according to the picture. Since it is "following the picture", it is natural to understand the "picture".

If he doesn't practice Buddhism, how can he understand the fruit of Buddhism?
“Is it possible to change your mind and practice Buddhism?”

As soon as this idea came up, Mo Chuan subconsciously rejected it.

Any hesitation in his heart is a blasphemy against the Taoist heart.

He agrees with many Buddhist scriptures and agrees with Buddhism's wisdom in life. He even believes that Buddhism has eminent monks who "cut meat to feed eagles".

But this does not mean that he fully accepted Buddhism.

Taoism is his ultimate pursuit.

Practicing Buddhism is nothing more than learning by analogy and learning metaphysics better!

"If you have the opportunity, you can read the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, but for this purpose, turning to Buddhism is tantamount to abandoning the basic and chasing the weak."

Wandering in his thoughts, Mo Chuan, who was looking inward, took a deep look at Sotapanna, and then withdrew his thoughts.

——At this moment, he has not realized that Sotapanna, who has helped him a lot, has turned into a "poisonous fruit" silently, tempting his Taoist heart all the time.

Mo Chuan, who no longer comprehends the Sotapanna of the First Fruition, has no intention of reading the Taoist scriptures.

He simply got up and packed up the beauty shop, swept some small items from the market into the sacrificial furnace, then waved his hand and took out a wooden sign, engraved the word "Closed" on it, and hung it outside the door.

After the sign was put up, Mo Chuan looked at it briefly, waved his hand, and changed the word "closed" to "out of business."

Once this brand hangs up, this short-lived beauty salon may never open again.

It's a pity that he still paid a year's fee.

"Da da da--"

At the right time, a burst of footsteps came from behind: "It seems that Xiaosheng's arrival is a coincidence. If he were a step later, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the famous owner of the beauty salon."

Mo Chuan turned around when he heard the sound and saw a masked man standing behind him.

His whole body was shrouded in a black robe, making it difficult to distinguish his cultivation level and his appearance.

"You're welcome, layman. Our restaurant has closed down and will no longer accept orders. Please choose another restaurant, layman."

"No less than a young student."

After the man in black robe finished speaking, he walked towards the hall.Mo Chuan narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then followed in.

At this time, the man in black robe entered the beauty salon, while looking at the layout of the salon, he asked: "Xiaosheng has something unclear, would you like to ask fellow Taoist to clarify it?"

Mo Chuan held up his hands: "What's the matter?"

"Everyone knows that there is an upright and righteous man on Haitao Street. Who would have thought that at this time of great fame, the owner of a beauty salon would go out of business to avoid the limelight. I have to say that Taoist friend is a smart man. But since he is a smart man , and why did you expose the owner of Xiaoyao Pavilion in public?"

The man in black robe tilted his head slightly and asked.

"Literature only pays attention to logic. How can there be so many reasons in reality?"

Mo Chuan shook his head, avoided answering, and then asked again: "I am in a hurry. If you want to change your appearance, fellow Taoist, please come into the house."

"Haha..." The man in black robe laughed: "Fellow Taoist hates evil as much as hatred, so you are not afraid that Xiaosheng will be a bad person?"

"Selling steamed buns, but you still have to distinguish between good and bad people?"

"interesting!"

After the man in black robe finished speaking, he immediately took off his mask and said with a pleasant smile: "Would you like fellow Taoist to help Xiaosheng change his appearance?"

Mo Chuan's pupils suddenly dilated when he saw it.

——The visitor is the owner of Xiaoyao Pavilion!

"It seems that the world is as black as crows, and even Buddhism has no pure land." Mo Chuan shook his head and sighed.

"You look disappointed?"

"Yes, I tried my best to uncover a corner of the shady story. Unexpectedly, there is a shady story under the shady curtain."

Mo Chuan shook his head, his face calm, but there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Hahaha, then, fellow Taoist, are you willing to become a shady person?"

The owner of Xiaoyao Pavilion asked with a smile, his tone full of temptation.

"The boy who slays the dragon may one day turn into an evil dragon, but he won't until he slays the dragon." Mo Chuan said with a smile.

The smile of Xiaoyao Pavilion Master gradually turned cold.

He looked at Mo Chuan, smiled softly, turned around and stepped into the private room, lying on the chair, and said: "Ask fellow Taoist to cast a spell!"

Mo Chuan asked: "What does the guest want to become?"

The leader of Xiaoyao Pavilion said: "Fellow Taoist, please feel free. This face only lives for outsiders. Beauty and ugliness are meaningless."

Mo Chuan nodded, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the face of Xiaoyao Pavilion Master. He used the method of concentrating blood to secretly transport his blood. In an instant, Xiaoyao Pavilion Master's face gradually changed.

It didn't take long before he turned into a simple and honest young man.

"Guest officer, it's all right."

The owner of Xiaoyao Pavilion opened his eyes, stood up and walked to the floor-length mirror next to him. After carefully examining it, he smiled and said: "This appearance is quite honest and pleasant. I'm afraid it can deceive many people who judge people by their appearance."

Mo Chuan smiled and said: "A traitor looks like a loyal person, looks like a simple and wild person on the outside, but hides cunning and deceit inside."

The owner of Xiaoyao Hall's eyes lit up, he put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, wonderful! Oh, when you say that, Xiaosheng will be even more reluctant to kill you!"

As soon as the sound fell, the walls of the elegant room were suddenly covered with talismans, and the light shone, connecting the key veins.

However, all the magic formations arranged by Mo Chuan were shattered in an instant.

Mo Chuan, who had seen the red-robed young man from Qianfo Temple, urging the pivot circle, recognized it at a glance. It was clearly the Lumpi pivot circle!
"Everyone is angry about injustice, and everyone desires to be unfair. You still have a chance to surrender now, don't miss it again." The leader of Xiaoyao Pavilion grinned, already arrogant to the extreme.

"Pindao has met countless people in his life, and you are the craziest person I have ever seen." Mo Chuan sneered.

"Really? You can be so arrogant."

"is it?"

Mo Chuan smiled slightly and said with deep meaning: "The fox pretends to be the tiger's power to find a way out, and uses his flesh to eat the tiger's troubles. Fellow Taoist, please be careful for the rest of your life."

Before the voice fell, the figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a wisp of refreshing sandalwood fragrance that dispersed.

The master of Xiaoyao Pavilion looked startled, his spiritual thoughts swept wildly, and all the color drained from his face. (End of chapter)