Chapter 104: Tao and Morality

After a full quarter of an hour, Lin Xiao finally digested the wisp of the ultimate yin essence. The true energy in his body had a few more faint strands. His muscles squirmed, and a trace of sweat that was as sticky as ink stinking as the sky oozed out of his body. Lin Xiao's face twitched, and he hurriedly ran to the bathroom, and hurriedly opened the dragon head to wash his body.

The water sprayed from the faucet was mixed with a large amount of ingredients that made Lin Xiao feel uncomfortable. But this "clear water" was at least better than the disgusting dark sweat on his body. Lin Xiao frowned and took a shower, rubbed his skin red with both hands, but he did not dare to touch the bath solution and other items brought by the bald fat man. These sanitary products made of some method that Lin Xiao could not understand (modern chemical technology), and the smell of the natural smell was really opposite to the natural atmosphere.

After finally rinsing his body "cleaned", Lin Xiao shook his body hard and shook the water droplets away. Then he frowned and put on several sets of shorts and shirts he bought for him from a street stall on the way back. These clothes also had a pungent smell, a scent that made Lin Xiao's skin feel tingling. However, Lin Xiao had to wear clothes. In this situation, he was not able to pick on it anymore.

After having just had evening classes, Lin Xiao was full of energy and could not rest at all, and he could not sleep in such a harsh air. Carefully avoiding the few people lying on the ground, Lin Xiao walked to a bookshelf in the corner of the room and looked at the bookshelf stored on the bookshelf.

There are many books, but the fonts on it are all that Lin Xiao didn't recognize. A kind of text that seemed to be his common words but lacked many strokes. Lin Xiao grabbed his head in distress, flipped through the bookshelf for a while, and finally turned into a book written in Lin Xiao's identifiable fonts - this font is a font used by the common people in the world in the Taoist world. Lin Xiao is naturally familiar with it.

The name of the book is very strange, called "Tao Te Ching". A thin book made Lin Xiao stunned at the first sight of it.

A black floor book cover with a simple abstract Tai Chi diagram on it.

Lin Xiao has seen Tai Chi diagram several times. He doesn’t understand what this Tai Chi diagram represents, but he can comprehend some of the most basic ‘reasons’ from it.

This thin book of "Tao Te Ching" gave Lin Xiao an inexplicable feeling. Lin Xiao's hands trembled and he carefully opened the pages.

"The Tao can be told, it is extraordinary; the name can be called, it is extraordinary. The name is called the beginning of the nameless heaven and earth. It is called the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire to observe its wonder. There is always desire to observe its consequences. These two are the same and have different names, and they are also called mysterious. It is also mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders."

"The best good is like water. Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting, and is in the way that people hate, so it is almost in the way. It is in a good place. It is good at heart and benevolent, speaks well and trustworthy, is righteous and good at governing, is good at doing good things, and is good at moving good times. Only when people do not compete, so there is no fault."

‘The great way is spreading, and it can be kept in power. All things rely on it to be born without saying anything, and they will not be named after success. They will not be named after all. They will always have no desires to be called small. All things return to them. If they do not become the main one, they can be called large. Because they will not become big in the end, they can be made into big.’

In just a few thousand words, each word was typing on Lin Xiao’s heart.

An ordinary book made Lin Xiao feel that what he held his hands was not a book, but a mountain that he could not bear.

Bloating hot tears flowed down Lin Xiao's eyes. Lin Xiao knelt on the ground weakly and began to sob in a low voice.

"Tao Te Ching". This scripture that is recited on earth for countless people is very familiar with each other, but it seems to open a window in front of Lin Xiaodi's eyes and push open a new portal.

Unlike the stern technique in the world of Taoism, the disciples can only follow the footsteps of their predecessors to move forward step by step. The "Tao Te Ching" does not tell any specific technique, but it seems to include the essence of all Taoism practices in the world of Taoism! Lin Xiaomo recited the scriptures and felt that fragrant liquids were injected from the heavenly spirit, washing the whole body, and warm all over his body. His heart was bright and boundless happiness came from his heart.

If you want to ask Lin Xiao what he learned from the "Tao Te Ching", he has not realized anything at all. However, he has actually come into contact with some things, some of the exquisiteness of "Tao", and some of the most basic "reasons" of "Tao".

The practice of the Taoist world is equivalent to a steel knife formed by a handle. Holding a steel knife can kill people.

The "Tao Te Ching" gave Lin Xiao a key. Through this key, he could walk into a forging steel knife workshop, and he could forge new weapons with his own will!

It is like the Xuanwu Baozi, which is already a first-class and peerless divine weapon, but if Lin Xiao continues to practice according to the Xuanwu Baozi, he will only take over this divine weapon.

The Tao Te Ching gave Lin Xiao a possibility - a possibility of forging a divine weapon that was sharper than the Xuanwu Treasure! No matter how low this possibility is, at least it is possible!

"Why, such a great essence appears here?" Lin Xiao looked at the book in his hand blankly, his heart full of questions.

Why did such exquisite scriptures not spread in the Taoist world, but appeared on this earth that Lin Xiao regarded as a Jedi?

Outside the window, the moonlight came in and a square white light frame was embedded on the ground. Lin Xiao knelt down in the light frame and she burst into tears.

While crying, he carefully read the "Tao Te Ching" and silently read the words and sentences again and again.

Every time I read silently, Lin Xiao had a new feeling, and it seemed that the ray of light in his heart had expanded a little more.

The pitifully thin true energy in the body flowed rapidly in the meridians. The soul in Lin Xiao’s sea of ​​consciousness was chanting the Tao Te Ching. A trace of golden light slowly shot out from Lin Xiao’s soul, and Lin Xiao’s soul was constantly increasing, becoming more like a living person.

Just recite the Tao Te Ching silently, the effect will exceed the effect of the soul practice brought by the God-killing Art.

Lin Xiaomo reads the Tao Te Ching over and over again, over and over again...

Lin Xiao has been here for half a month in this ugly earth.

It’s strange that when Lin Xiao was mingling with the bald fat man, he naturally got used to the environment, life, people, and things here. The air that he sucked into his body every day was still full of impurities and uncomfortable energy, but Lin Xiao’s body would no longer tremble. The spiritual energy he absorbed during practice every day was still extremely bad, but Lin Xiao’s body would no longer feel any discomfort. Lin Xiao’s speed of adapting to all this can only be described as a miracle!

I woke up in the morning. I took a few breaths of the "fresh air" mixed with car exhaust, faced the East with a trace of sun essence that was exaggerated with ultraviolet rays, rinsed my mouth with tap water full of bleach, drank a glass of "fresh milk" mixed with chemical additives, ate two fried dough sticks mixed with alum or a small bun made of pig lymph nodes, and filled a few cans of beer with the pig head, put on shorts with very strong formaldehyde flavor, and stepped on a pair of cheap slippers made of recycling waste plastic. Lin Xiao yawned comfortably, patted his belly, and sat lazily on the balcony.

The bald fat man was fiddling with some text games on a strange machine, which was an important way for him to exchange for living expenses. Lin Xiaoze lay in a limited manner on a soft cushion, staring blankly at the sun in the sky. His chest slowly fluctuated, and he seized all the time to absorb spiritual energy and enhance his own cultivation. Although the spiritual energy here is a little worse, it is more poisonous gas than spiritual energy, but it can enhance its cultivation after all. This is enough. In this situation, Lin Xiao has nothing to be picky about.

What satisfied Lin Xiao even more was that the bald fat man found him many Taoist scriptures such as the "Tao Te Ching" and "Huang Ting Jing". The shock brought to Lin Xiao by these traditional scriptures was like a devout Christian who saw an angel appear in front of him. Lin Xiao repeatedly read these scriptures with five heavens and earth skills, and then kept thinking about every sentence and every word in his mind. He could get new gains from it every time. He was too lazy to think about the origin of these scriptures. In short, their real existence is enough.

If you have time in the morning, the bald fat man didn't know what channels he got, Lin Xiao would also use these novels to pass the time. Among them, the earthly immortals, monsters, grudges, love and hatred, various bloody reality and ruthless facts of swords and swords, the whimsical fantasy, the grand and magical scenes made Lin Xiao amazed at the imaginary way of thinking of his fellow bald fat man. He really didn't understand that these occupants who had no cultivation at all, and had never even come into contact with a real cultivator in his life. How did the magical powers of various cultivators be fabricated out of thin air in his mind out of thin air! Some of these incredible methods, in terms of Lin Xiao's insight, were the magical powers that only the legendary Daluo Golden Immortal can possess even a more powerful existence! How did these guys come up with?

At this time, Lin Xiao had already understood that this bald fat man was indeed not a Buddhist monk - he and his friends were indeed just ordinary people.

But it was these ordinary people who acted strangely that shocked Lin Xiao.

Space shattered and time solidified. Lin Xiao saw many things that made him amazed in these novels. Some strange ideas made him feel enlightened. It was ridiculous to say that. A group of guys who know no Taoism could make Lin Xiao open up, but that was the fact. The ideas of these guys were too absurd, but they just gave Lin Xiao a great reminder. Some of the cleverness of controlling swords, some thunder scheming, and some tricks of escaping were found one by one from the chapters of these novels and carefully recorded them in his heart.

The bald fat man usually works hard on the machine for about an hour in the morning, and then he will call his friends to run out to hang out. Lin Xiao, who is already accustomed to the environment of this earth and starts to eat meat and drink a big bowl of wine, is naturally following him. Lin Xiao has discovered that the bald fat man has a vast relationship and knows a lot of monsters and monsters. On this strange earth, Lin Xiao, who has lost his magical powers and magic power, wants to find a cultivator born and raised on the earth, and may really fall on the bald fat man.

It's strange that the bald fat man and his friends had no doubt about Lin Xiao's identity. Lin Xiao naturally lived in the house where the bald fat man lived. Lin Xiao didn't think it was inappropriate to eat and drink in the bald fat man. Lin Xiao's every move was full of Taoism and casual style. As for this bald fat man, he was a little heartless, and it seemed that he was not wary of people. For Lin Xiao, a living person he picked up from the street, he only spent one night accepting his existence.

On this day, I don’t know what trouble the bald fat man had. After drinking more than a dozen cans of beer, it was already evening when his mother left the machine called a computer, put on wrinkled shorts and shirt, stepped on a pair of broken slippers, and pulled Lin Xiao out of the door. While still in the elevator, the fat man took out his cell phone to gather friends who might appear, and loudly discussed with others where to go to solve the problem of supper.

I have seen it many times, but Lin Xiao still looked at the mobile phone in surprise in his hand. This "magic weapon" that is almost a thousand miles away from the magical power of transmitting sounds. Lin Xiao still doesn't know how these mortals were created. However, Lin Xiao already knows that few people on earth can accept the existence of cultivators, so he carefully controlled his words and deeds and did not express any unnatural emotions towards these things that should be known to everyone.

At the corner of a narrow old street in Shanghai, a mobile braised food stall set up several plastic tables and chairs. On the stall, there were various meats boiled in a large aluminum pot. The tempting aroma hit the nose, causing people's stomachs to gulp. They wanted to reach into the pot, grab a few pieces of meat to be boiled and soothe their already anxious tongue. On the stall, there were more than a dozen large basins, including vinegar, cucumbers, salted cabbage, chicken claws, duck heads, rabbit heads and other snacks. Next to the stall, there were more than a dozen boxes of beer, with round faces and round belly, and were quickly cutting two pieces of hot braised beef into thin slices of meat on a chopping board. At the same time, they were loudly greeting diners who might sit down to visit.

The bald fat man sat on a greasy plastic bench. The fat bulging arm waved and loudly reported a series of names for food. The same chubby boss smiled so much that his eyelids narrowed into a ball. While responding intimately, he quickly prepared food according to the fat man's instructions.

Lin Xiao sat opposite the fat man. He looked at the surrounding streets and pedestrians curiously. He had been in the city of Shanghai for half a month. Lin Xiao usually saw the most glorious and prosperous side of the city. The towering skyscrapers, the brightly dressed red men and green women, and the ordinary people who were having fun and dreaming. He did not expect that in a corner of the city, there was a street in a narrow, ragged, and people walking around lazyly in pajamas, slightly declining, slightly decadent, but gave people a warm atmosphere of life.

The fat man dragged a box of beer from his side, cleverly pried open the bottle cap with a piece of key, and handed a bottle of beer to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao picked up the bottle of wine and kept silent. He poured a bottle of beer into his stomach in one gulp.

Putting aside the large amount of impurities mixed in the raw materials of this beer, Lin Xiao admires this novel drink. The white foam and the strange feeling of cooling in the mouth. After drinking it, he tried to make a burp with force. After spending half a month with this fat man, Lin Xiao felt that he was becoming more and more like this ordinary man born and raised on earth. Although he was a little mediocre, he was very down-to-earth and real, and had a very real feeling that he was still alive.

This is an experience that is completely different from Lin Xiao’s previous life.

In Huichun Hall, he was the respected Doctor Lin Xiao and the second young master Lin whom everyone in Huichun Hall had high expectations. Although he was in contact with the secular world, he did not integrate into the secular world.

After entering the Daluo Dandao, he was a dedicated disciple who was cared for. Because he accidentally had an adventure and condensed the golden elixir, he was cultivated by the Daluo Dandao. As a cultivator, he had nothing to do with the world.

In Yuan Sect, he is even more transcendent. He is a worshiper, he is a master-level alchemist, and even the heads of Yuan Sect and his Taoist people are polite to him. What is the world? What is the world? Lin Xiao has no feeling in his mind. He is like a god standing in the clouds, and he can't even get in touch with the world.
Chapter completed!