The corners of the sword idiot's mouth twitched slightly: "How can you hear that what this old man said is all lies?" ”

Murong Feng was really too lazy to spend the effort to expose the old man's lies one by one, and said bluntly: "You, you just imagine human nature too noblely, and this old man is full of nonsense to deceive a three-year-old child." ”

The sword idiot glared and said: "I think you imagine human nature too evil, there is indeed a lot of darkness in this world, but you can't deny the existence of light!" ”

Murong Feng rolled his eyes and said, "I think you are more suitable than me to be the Pope of the Holy Light Holy See." ”

The sword idiot snorted: "Pull it down, I'm not rare." Now let's talk about what to do now? ”

"Cold salad." Murong Feng snorted lightly and said politely to Huang Tingjian: "Senior, I will definitely tell Lord Blood Drinking Zhenjun about you, and ask him to help rescue Brother Yang safely, you can rest assured." ”

"It couldn't be better." Huang Tingjian sighed and said: "It doesn't matter if the treasure is gone, as long as the person lives." The old man said goodbye first, and if there was news, he would send someone to inform him, so that the old man could rest easy. ”

"Okay senior, we'll send you." Murong Feng smiled politely and got up to send him off.

Sending the helpless old man out of the door, the two returned to the courtyard.

The sword idiot was also very helpless and said: "I can see that the old man is still very concerned about the safety of Yang Xiu's kid." ”

Murong Feng rarely did not refute, but nodded and said: "Well, whether it is really a true expression of feelings or not, just this acting skill is at the level of an actor." ”

The sword idiot asked, "What are you going to do next?" Just dragging it on? ”

Murong Feng smiled lightly: "Don't worry, it is estimated that someone is more anxious than us." ”

Sure enough, after a while, the blood drink Zhenjun hurried back to the mansion with sweat on his forehead, saying that the Jin family had made trouble in advance and asked Yang Xiu to pay for Jinbao's life.

"Didn't the Jin family just ask Yang Xiu to pay for his life but didn't make any other requests?" Murong Feng said with a faint smile.

More sweat immediately broke out on the forehead of the Blood Drink True Monarch, and he stammered: "This subordinate doesn't know, and the subordinate also hurried back after hearing the news." I heard that Jin Xiuquan's wife is still making trouble in the palace. ”

"And then?" Murong Fengfeng asked lightly.

Then he ...... "Blood Drinking True Monarch, how do you know what then, he is now caught between the two gangs, it is like walking a tightrope in the sky, the slightest mistake will be gone, but he can only go one way to the dark, and he doesn't even have a chance to turn back."

Murong Feng tapped on the table and stared at the blood drink Zhenjun, only to make him sweat profusely, but he didn't dare to move, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Forget it, I won't play dumb riddles with you anymore, you go back and talk to Tianluo Guchen, just say that the deity will visit tonight, let him prepare." ”

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty." Blood Drink Zhenjun's legs were weak and he almost knelt, so he hurried to respond, and then staggered around and left.

The sword idiot frowned and said, "You plan to clarify the relationship with the other party?" ”

"What if you don't find out? Anyway, the other party probably already knows our identity. Murong Feng stretched his waist and said with white eyes: "Actually, I am most annoyed by this kind of intrigue and intriguing drama, which is not cool at all." It's better for everyone to sit down and make things clear. ”

The sword idiot asked, "Aren't you afraid that the other party will put on a Hongmen banquet waiting for you?" ”

Murong Feng sneered, got up and said, "If you think like this, it means that you still don't understand what politics is. ”

"Well, I don't know what politics is." The sword idiot said: "But you are so sure that the other party will not dare to take you? Don't forget your identity, in this cultivation realm, you are an extraterritorial heavenly demon that everyone can be punished! ”

Murong Feng smiled lightly: "It's okay for you to fool those foolish people on the street, but as a mature politician, as long as you have a big enough benefit, it is not impossible to sell your soul to the devil." ”

The sword idiot spread his hands and said, "I don't see that you, the Moon Shadow Great Demon King, have any common interests to discuss with the Divine Sword Sect. ”

"So you're going to watch a show tonight." Murong Feng stepped out of the door, and suddenly turned around and chuckled: "Remember to dress handsome, no matter what, you are my elder." ”

The sword idiot pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "It's a shame that you girl still knows that I am your elder." ”

Murong Feng laughed and floated away.

***

Today is destined to be a day that cannot be peaceful, because after it was reported early in the morning that the Jin family had suffered another misfortune and inexplicably killed a person and made the entire Shouyang City jump, before noon, suddenly another blockbuster news spread out, and the farmer who stayed in the Autumn Palace had just photographed a treasure outside the sky last night and was actually stolen by the thieves unknowingly.

Now the entire Shouyang City has exploded, and there are all kinds of chivalrous people looking for the treasure thief everywhere, as for the Jin family, who has suffered one after another? Who cares about him! Many residents of the city did not set off their guns to celebrate, and they were already simple people.

In the midst of this hustle and bustle, the mansion of the Blood Drinking True Monarch ushered in several special guests.

"Poor Dao Mao Ying, Dao Nanyangzi."

"Poor Dao Yang Xi, Dao Chang Zhenzi."

"Poor Dao Liu Changsheng, Dao No. Guangningzi."

"Poor Dao Ma Danyang, Dao No. Dan Qingzi."

As soon as the four veterans came up, they first introduced themselves politely, and then saluted Murong Feng and said, "I've seen Miss Zhao." ”

Seeing that the four famous gods of the distraction period on the rivers and lakes were so polite to a little girl, the sword idiot on the side couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

Murong Feng smiled very indifferently and asked, "You are all invited by the Dao Yin Venerable?" ”

The four old Daoists looked at each other, and the distracted Daoist of Mao Yingdao's name Nanyangzi came out and replied: "Exactly, I heard that Miss Zhao has the whole copy of the Tao Te Ching in her hand, so Poor Dao and a few Daoists rushed to Shouyang City in the starry night. ”

While talking, the old porter came to report again, saying that a group of Taoist priests had come to the door again.

As a result, please come in and take a look, it is the Taoist priest who came to participate in the sword raising conference.

"Poor Dao Du Guanting, Dao number Yuyangzi. I have met a few Taoist friends and met Miss Zhao. "This star-picking master is dressed in a fairy style, but after entering the door, he made a series of changes, and he did not have a high-level and cold demeanor, but seemed very easy-going. The group of big and small Taoist priests who picked up the stars behind him saw how many legendary Taoist masters gathered together, and they were even more excited, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

As a result, before these big and small Taoist priests could sit down and drink tea, the old porter ran in sweating profusely and reported that there were three more Taoist priests outside.

As soon as the three of them were invited in, all the big and small Taoist priests in the living room hurriedly got up to perform the junior salute, bowed down and said, "The junior boy has seen the Daoyin Venerable, the Heming Venerable, and the Zhengyang Venerable. ”

Seeing how many Daomen masters gathered together, the sword idiot standing on the side finally understood what Murong Feng and Daoyin Venerable said that day, and with a rotten "Tao Te Ching", how many hidden Daomen masters were actually attracted, if the Divine Sword Gate knew, I am afraid that they would not be able to sit still immediately.

The sword idiot stared at Murong Feng and finally understood why this girl dared to have a direct showdown with the Divine Sword Gate, it turned out that she had already laid out the game and was waiting for the show to start.

Taking advantage of the gap between the large and small Taoist priests to meet the three Venerables, Murong Feng also looked at the two old Daoists standing beside the Dao Yin Venerable, only to see that one of them was wearing a purple golden crane-shaped Dao crown, wearing a Yin and Yang Wuji Dao robe, holding a golden silk whisk in his hand, three long hairs hanging down his chest, and his eyes were shining like stars. The other old Taoist was sloppy, a Taoist robe was tattered and stained, his hair and beard were all knotted together and greasy, it was estimated that he had not taken a bath for a long time, and there was a bad smell all over his body.

The sloppy Zhengyang Venerable didn't care about other people's opinions, rubbed his armpits and feet, and asked, "Everyone is here, right?" When is the time to eat? I drove tens of thousands of miles to get here, and I was dying of hunger. ”

Everyone was embarrassed.

Murong Feng smiled, turned to the dumbfounded old servant on the side and ordered, "Go to the best restaurant nearby and order a few tables of wine banquets to send to the mansion." ”

"Ah, yes, yes." The old servant hurriedly turned around and went to book a banquet in a panic.

"You are Zhao Xiaoyou in the mouth of Daoyin Daoyou?" At this time, I saw that the Crane Ming Venerable walked over with a flick of dust and looked Murong Feng up and down.

"It's the junior." Murong Feng said with a smile: "The seniors also invite them to sit in the house, drink a cup of tea first, and there will be a wine banquet in a while." ”

"Don't be busy with the desire to talk about it yet." Venerable Heming squinted his eyes at Murong Feng and asked seriously, "Does Xiaoyou really have the entire Tao Te Ching in his hand?" ”

"Of course." Murong Feng smiled and said, "Dao Yin's predecessors can testify to this matter. ”

Venerable Heming glanced back at Venerable Dao Yin, shook off the dust and said, "Okay, I ask for forgiveness from Xiaoyou." ”

"The seniors are serious." Murong Feng smiled politely, turned around and welcomed a group of big and small Taoist priests into the living room, only to find that there were too many people, and there were no seats for so many people.

Murong Feng smiled and said, "It seems that this humble house can't fit all the old immortals, why don't we go to the garden in the backyard?" It's spacious enough. ”

"This is good, this is good." Venerable Zhengyang laughed and said: "You also know the old way of me, sitting on the table with a serious nonsense, how can you sit on the ground and eat meat and drink freely." ”

Everyone was embarrassed again, and Venerable Dao Yin shook his head and said, "In that case, let's all go to the garden." ”

A group of big and small Taoist priests came to the back garden again, and then chose a grass next to the flower garden to sit on the ground, of course, Taoists must have three treasures to go out, compass tortoiseshell big futon, watching these Taoist priests come prepared one by one and take out their respective futons under their buttocks, Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly.

After everyone sat down, Murong Feng couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw a group of big and small Taoist priests all staring at him, and even some of the little Taoist priests couldn't help but want to laugh when they prepared their own pens and papers like a group of eager primary school students in the school.

Murong Feng couldn't help but smile and glanced at the sky, and said, "Okay, if I don't tell you the full content of the Tao Te Ching today, I'm afraid that all the old immortals won't be in the mood to eat." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiaoyou is really a refreshing person, hahaha." Venerable Zhengyang, whose skin was as thick as a city wall, immediately laughed.

"Then I'll tell you the Tao Te Ching from beginning to end?" Murong Feng said with a smile.

"Let's just start with chapter 38." Venerable Heming was a little impatient and said: "The ancient legend "Tao Te Ching" is divided into two volumes, the first 37 chapters of the Tao Jing and the last 38 chapters of the "Tao Ching". But how can the world only pass down the first volume of the "Tao Jing" and not the next volume of the "Book of Virtues", so that the old Tao I can't help beating my chest every time I think of it. ”

A group of big and small Taoist priests all nodded yes, and then they all stared at Murong Feng with an eager face.

"Okay, then let's start with the 38th chapter of the next volume of the "Book of Virtues". Murong Feng smiled slightly, cleared his throat and began to recite aloud:

"To be virtuous is to be virtuous. Virtue is not lost, virtue is no virtue. Shangde does nothing but does nothing. Under virtue and inaction, there is thought. Shangren did nothing for it. The righteousness is for it. If you don't respond to it, you throw it with your arms folded. Therefore, he lost his way and then became virtuous. Lack of virtue and benevolence. Loss of kindness followed by righteousness. Injustice followed by a salute. The head of the faithful man is thin and chaotic. Those who know before are the beginning of the glory and foolishness of the Tao. It is a big husband, and he is thick and not thin. In fact, it is not in its prime. Therefore, go to the other and take this. ”

For a while, all the big and small Taoist priests listened to it as if they were fascinated, but after a while, their expressions began to change, some were happy after suddenly realizing it, and some were scratching their ears and cheeks with puzzled faces.

Murong Feng paused after reading Chapter 38, looked at the people with different expressions in his eyes, and then translated it to everyone with a more straightforward commentary.

The gist of this chapter is that a wise man has mastered the mystery of "virtue", and his words and deeds do not conform to the principle of "virtue", but he does not think that he has "virtue", and this is the person who really has "virtue". A monk who is not very clever does not know the mystery of "virtue", his words and deeds always want to conform to the principle of "virtue", and he always thinks that he has "virtue", but in fact he does not have "virtue".

A wise man does not deliberately want to do something, but he does not do anything, because he conforms to the principle of "virtue"; An unintelligent monk tries his best to behave and do nothing, because he does not conform to the principle of "virtue".

The most "benevolent" person really does benevolent deeds, but not to let others know that he is "benevolent"; The most "righteous" person does something to let others know what people do;

The most "polite" person acts according to a certain standard, but if others do not understand or do not know about his actions, he will stretch out his arms and shout, forcing others to follow him.

Therefore, we can know from this principle that only after losing "Tao" can there be "virtue", only after losing "virtue" can there be "benevolence", only after losing "benevolence" can there be "righteousness", and only after losing "righteousness" can there be "courtesy".

The thing of "rites" comes after everything else is lost, and it is really the end of morality. It marks the inadequacy of faithfulness, which only appears when morality, virtue, benevolence, and righteousness become weak, and of course the beginning of trouble. Foresight and "wise" people pointed out that the end of morality is the beginning of ignorance. Therefore, the faithful and the faithful should establish the world, be kind and not merciful, and deal with things truthfully and not hypocritically. Therefore, it is necessary to remove the former that does not conform to the "Tao" and take the latter that is in line with the "Tao". ”

Murong Feng said as he spoke, and suddenly he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.