"That monk has martial arts, how can we help him" Lao Wu thought that Mo Wen was going to find the young monk who saved the two from the robbers.
"It's not the monk, it's the hero who left the roe deer for us, and it also went to Wuliang Mountain."
Mo Wen turned around and walked west, in the past few days in the city, he had overheard that Wuliang Mountain was located in Minzhou, two hundred miles west of Yecheng.
"You go and send him a plate to wrap up," Lao Wu followed.
"He may be entangled, but the hero can't read, I'll see if there's anything I can do to help him."
Don't ask and answer, the sage has words and is rude, and he should be repaid for his favors, and only the villains receive favors in vain.
Hearing this, Lao Wu nodded, and easily followed behind Mo Wen, as long as Mo Wen stopped looking for Lin Ruochen, he could go anywhere.
After leaving the city, the two went all the way to the west, the fifth child couldn't stay idle, and asked Mo Wen about the origin of the hero, Mo Wen was vague, if he told the truth, the old five would definitely stop him from going to Wuliang Mountain.
Mo Wen knew that the festival was scheduled to be held on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and in order to hurry up, the two rushed all the way, and arrived at the boundary of Minzhou the next day.
When moving forward, Mo Wen gradually felt doubts in his heart, this is a rural road that is not spacious, there are few pedestrians on the road, and a few people who occasionally walk by are also dressed as farmers, not like coming from afar, the wooden cards issued by Shangqing should be tens of thousands, but there are few people who look at the situation.
When he was secretly puzzled, Mo Wen found that there was a farmer digging a ditch in the field in front of him to discharge snow water, so he stepped forward to inquire, and the other party replied that Wuliang Mountain was in the west mountain, and there were many people who came a few days ago, but most of them left.
"Master, this Shangqing doesn't seem to have a good reputation."
Lao Wu said that the previous peasants had no respect for Shangqing Wuliang Mountain when they spoke, but there was a lot of contempt in their words.
"Cultivators should not be contaminated with the smell of copper."
Mo Wen nodded and said, he could see that the peasants' dissatisfaction with Wuliang Mountain was mainly because Wuliang Mountain needed to pay a lot of silver money to collect disciples.
While the two were talking, a person came from a distance on the road ahead, and when he got closer, Mo Wen found that the person who came was a young man with an angry face, dressed in sackcloth and carrying a package on his back.
"Go back quickly, they hate the poor and love the rich, they have no compassion, they just cheat money."
The young man walked up to the two and said to the two, and hurried away.
Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and wanted to leave him to ask a few more questions, but found that the young man had quickly walked away.
"Master, are we still going?"
asked the fifth child.
"Since we're already here, let's go and have a look."
Mo asked.
"They're cheating on money, so that's all we have."
The fifth child is afraid not to be deceived.
"It is unfair for three people to become tigers, hearing is false, and seeing is believing."
Mo Wen stepped forward.
Lao Wu shook his head helplessly, sighed and followed.
Soon after walking into the deep mountains, the track is becoming more and more rare, the road is getting narrower and narrower, in the early afternoon, Mo Wen heard a noisy noise in front of him, and quickly crossed the ridge, only to see a mountain peak on the west side of the Yanglu Mountain at the foot of many young people in sackcloth gathered, at this time outside a pavilion to make noise.
Mo Wen took Lao Wu to approach quickly, and found that there was a red candle altar in the pavilion, and there were two elderly Taoists standing on the left and right sides of the altar, and there were more than a dozen young people gathered here.
Mo Wen looked sideways at the couplet on the pavilion pillar, and saw that the couplet was "Immeasurable Wonderful Law, I have you or not".
The next link is "Immortal Dao is noble, and people are divided into noble and low".
The horizontal batch is "you love me".
"The princes and princes will have a kind of relationship, everyone in the world is equal, how can there be a distinction between the noble and the low, a lot of nonsense, unscrupulous people, and shameless."
A scholar in sackcloth scolded loudly, and the others echoed him.
The two veterans were calm and calm, and they didn't care about this crowd.
"You make it clear to us, why can those rich people go in after handing over the money, but we have to kneel up the mountain and not explain it to us today, and tear down your broken pavilion to collect money."
The leading Mai scholar shouted again.
Mo Wen suddenly realized when he heard this, it turned out that he could walk in after handing over the silver taels, and the poor Mai who had no money had to kneel in, which was indeed a great insult to the poor.
"Hand in the money, and the poor road will solve it for you."
The round-faced old man on the right pointed to the wooden box in front of the altar.
The young man in the lead angrily stretched out his hand to everyone, and those scholars who were as embarrassed and poor as him took out copper coins and broken silver from their bosoms and handed them to him, and the young man threw the silver coins in his hand into the pavilion, "If you don't make it clear to us today, don't blame us for being rude." ” "Less than ten taels, don't solve the puzzle, get out quickly."
The long-faced old man on the left waved his backhand, his sleeves were windy, and the silver coins that had been scattered in the pavilion quickly fell outside the pavilion, piling up exactly at the feet of the man in Mai.
The leading Mai man and the others were suppressed by Lao Dao, and Lao Dao's move undoubtedly showed that he had martial arts.
"It is really unreasonable for a monk to say filth, you and I rushed up and smashed his money box, so as not to be deceived by the latecomers."
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The man in sackcloth shouted and rushed to the pavilion, and everyone echoed this and followed in chaos.
A scene that Mo Wen didn't expect appeared, two old Taoists who were originally standing calmly actually shot at the same time, grabbed and threw out more than ten readers who were trying to rob, the round-faced old Taoist shot softly, and most of the people who were thrown out by him fell to the ground on their backs, and the long-faced old Taoist was ruthless, and the people he threw were all face down.
Although many scholars suffered losses, they did not hurt their muscles and bones, and they got up and ran eastward, and the long-faced old man waved out the silver coins left by everyone again, and flew into the burden of one of them impartially.
Mo Wen looked at this scene in amazement, he didn't expect that a monk would really attack a scholar.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, that young man, you have come to Wuliang Mountain to seek the Dharma," said the round-faced old Dao Chong, who was standing beside him, Mo Wen.
"Dare to ask the chief, why can you go straight in after paying the money, and if you are shy in your pocket, you have to kneel down the mountain" Mo asked the two of them.
"You are also a scholar, you know the etiquette better than them, but the poor way can't be thorough for you, you can understand yourself."
The round-faced veteran smiled and spoke.
Mo Wen frowned slightly, judging from the previous actions of the two, they were both masters with unique skills, and they would never be charlatans who cheated money, it was not reasonable for them to value money so much.
In addition, if the two of them are liars, they will not have to count ten taels, and one or two less will not be solved by everyone, and the two of them must have a deep meaning.
"Those who have gold show sincerity with gold.
Those who have no gold will be determined by action.
Your sect's move is not in wealth, it is aimed at testing the sincerity of those who come," and after a while, Mo Wen suddenly realized.
"Five out of ten is rare, but in fact, kneeling into the mountain gate has a deep meaning."
The round-faced old man nodded slightly.
Mo Wen frowned again when he heard this, the old way meant that he was only half right, and there was the other half that he didn't understand.
"Master, don't take the bait."
Seeing this, Lao Wu hurriedly pulled Mo and asked.
Mo Wen raised his hand to signal the fifth child not to talk much, concentrate on thinking carefully, after a while, his brows stretched, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the pair on the pavilion pillar, "This couplet is aimed at making people who enter the mountain clearly respect and humble, correct their own position, no respect and humility do not become etiquette, do not kneel into the mountain gate is inferior, everyone will inevitably feel ashamed in their hearts, and they will practice extremely hard in the future, and make up for their innate deficiencies with thousands of diligences, and suffer from the humiliation of kneeling in all kinds of hardships." ” "Senior brother, if the world is full of such teenagers, why worry that my Shangqing Sect will not prosper."
The round-faced old man said happily to the long-faced old man.
"The two of us rushed to those books vividly, how do you comprehend?"
asked the long-faced old man expressionlessly.
"Their minds are chaotic and unbearable, so the two Taoist masters don't want to waste their tongues.
Later, everyone pretended to be a human being, and robbed the truth, although they were poor scholars, but they did the things of robbers, so the two Taoist masters did not tolerate it, and punished them with axes.
Mo asked.
"Valid grades."
The long-faced old man was very satisfied with Mo Wen's answer, and raised his hand to signal him to present the number plate.
"Hui Dao Chief, Junior" Mo Wen was stunned when he heard this, he only went to Wuliang Mountain to find Hei San, not to seek the Fa.
"It's okay to be shy in your pocket, so you don't have to pay for money, go straight in, and give me the number plate."
The round-faced old man stepped out, walked to Mo Wen's side and stretched out his hand.
Mo Wen was even more worried when he saw this, and looked at the fifth child helplessly.
Lao Wu had been worried that Mo Wen would be deceived, but now Wuliang Mountain didn't even want silver, so he was naturally not a liar, so Mo Wen looked at him, and he subconsciously took out the wooden card from his bosom.
The round-faced old man took the wooden sign and turned around and entered the pavilion, adding words from the altar.
"Thanks to the kindness of the two Taoist leaders, but the parents of the younger generation died, and he is the only son in the family, if he enters your sect, he will not lose his filial piety" Mo asked to become a Taoist priest in a daze, and hurriedly excused himself.
"Shangqing can't help but get married."
The round-faced old man handed the wooden card to Mo Wen "Master, where am I going if you want to be a Taoist priest" Seeing that it was not good, the fifth child hurriedly interjected.
"Have you ever studied and learned to read and write, you servant," asked the round-faced old man first.
"No, the Taoist knows the grace of encounters," Mo Wen shook his head.
The round-faced old Taoist cherishes talents, and when he saw that Mo asked and wanted to excuse himself, he hurriedly turned his head to look at the long-faced old Taoist in the pavilion, who nodded slightly, and the round-faced old Taoist turned to look at the fifth child, "If you don't understand the text, you can't read the scriptures, you know how to cook."
Lao Wu didn't understand the meaning of the round-faced old Dao, and turned his head to look at Mo Wen, who smiled bitterly and said, "The Taoist chief wants to take you in to cook for everyone in the Taoist temple." ” "Thank you, thank you."
Not only was the fifth old man not disappointed, but he was overjoyed and bowed to the two veterans.
"Senior brother, I'll send him up and I'll be back in a moment."
The round-faced old man said hello to the long-faced old man, and led the two of them towards the mountain.
"Dao Chief, am I a disciple of Shangqing now" Mo Wen didn't react until this time.
"Of course not, the selection lasted three years and nine passes, and only after passing all of them can you get the ancestral inheritance":