Obviously, the script of spiritual practice is not an ordinary script.

An ordinary script just has a twists and turns in the story, and the people in the script just give it a basic setting.

But this practice script is filled with all the experiences of each character before they go on stage, and the more reasonable it is, the higher the quality of the script.

For example, if a god appears in a play, then the past and present lives of this god must be known, including his experiences and methods of cultivation. Only by walking through them can he fit the character in the play and become the character in the play.

People then practice like the people in the play, and then become the gods in the play.

Of course, plays are usually divorced from reality, so after the actor becomes a fairy, he only pulls people into the environment to exert influence in the illusion of the play. But if the play itself breaks the boundary between reality and illusion, then when you come out of the illusion

It is not surprising that he has become a spiritual practitioner and has enlightened himself.

As for the actor's cultivation, it is natural that the better the acting skills, the more suitable it is for the task, and the higher the realm of cultivation.

This is almost the most profound cultivation method in Liyuan, "The Man in the Play".

Lu Bai scanned his memory and found that this book "The Peony Pavilion" is a complete book, with all the character settings, including the growth trajectory of a maid, which is enough to serve as a complete practice method.

"Hey, I was still worried about how to organize the theater troupe, but now it's ready, there is a ready-made method." Lu Bai became proud, and he was looking forward to his "Peony Pavilion" becoming famous, shocking the troupe, and shocking the world.

Jumping scene.

The wicked monk and the sloppy Taoist priest were drinking on the roof. The wicked monk was holding a roast chicken in his hand. They were drinking and chewing the meat with relish. After seeing Lu Bai's smiling face, the wicked monk pushed the sloppy Taoist priest.

, took the wine jar from his hand and said, "Look at your master, you are stupid."

"Your master is stupid. Your masters are all fools." The sloppy Taoist priest glanced at Lu Bai and said, "My master is stupid."

Lu Bai raised his head and looked at them, "I heard everything."

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled "hehe" and said, "Master, I have almost understood the scripture you gave me last time. Can you give me another sentence?"

"No need to talk." Lu Bai refused.

He didn't remember much in the first place, but if he were to tell him now, he would continue to drive the sloppy Taoist like this in the future.

For him, Taoist priests can be very useful helpers.

The wicked monk took a bite of the chicken and said, "Brother Lu, do you have any scriptures? Could you please give me some advice?"

The wicked monk mainly saw that the sloppy Taoist continued to gain something from studying the "Tao Te Ching", and he was envious, so he said it casually, but he didn't really want to get anything from Lu Bai.

Unexpectedly, Lu Bai thought about it and said, "It really does."

The wicked monk suddenly asked, "What?"

"There are scriptures and Zen sayings. I don't know what you want to listen to." Lu Bai thought for a while, and that's about it.

The wicked monk looked at Lu Bai suspiciously, "You've never heard of them before?"

Lu Bai was surprised, "Why, your Buddhist scriptures are also incomplete?"

Monk Wicked sighed, "Yes, some scriptures are incomplete, some scriptures are only known by their names and have never been seen at all, and the same is true for some sects."

Lu Bai's doubts came to mind again, thinking that this world is really weird. The "Tao Te Ching" is incomplete, and the Buddhist scriptures are also incomplete. Didn't it mean that a Buddha came from the north? Didn't this Buddha pass down all the scriptures?

The wicked monk didn't know this, "Buddha often held talks and lectured on sutras, and the sutras were all compiled by later generations. Not many of them can be handed down completely, let alone-"

The wicked monk shook his head and did not continue to speak.

He felt that Buddhism should have existed before Buddha, because Buddha once quoted some allusions when he was preaching. These allusions were unheard of, but they sounded like they really happened.

Since Buddha often used grass, flowers, and a speck of dust as metaphors in his sermons, Buddhists usually interpret these allusions as fables. For example, there was a monk who cut meat to feed an eagle, etc.

But the wicked monk doesn’t think so.

He was the first Buddhist to suggest that there might have been a monk before Buddha who cut meat to feed eagles. However, this was considered a great disrespect to Buddha, so he was kicked out of Buddhism and wandered all the way from the Northern Dynasties to the Southern Dynasties.

Later experiences made him firmly believe in Buddhism, but he also had more and more doubts about Buddhist scriptures.

It would be great if these doubts could be answered by Lu Bai.

So, he wiped the oil from his mouth and said respectfully to Lu Bai: "Brother Lu, please ask me a question."

The sloppy Taoist priest took a sip of wine and muttered: "You are a bald donkey. You keep taking advantage of me. Brother Lu, do I still have to call you uncle? If you want to ask for advice, you can become my master. My master

I’m not a narrow-minded person.”

The wicked monk said angrily: "I have a master, and my master has passed away to Nirvana."

"Then master, don't tell him." The sloppy Taoist priest said to Lu Bai: "If you tell him without becoming a disciple, then I won't do it. Why do you have to work as an apprentice to pass on your skills, while others can just do it for no reason?

That’s a good word.”

Lu Bai was happy.

The words of the sloppy Taoist deeply touched his heart.

He gave the wicked monk a helpless look, "It seems that you have no choice but to become a disciple."

To be honest, Lu Bai really had the idea of ​​recruiting him into the Haoqi Sect.

The realm of a sloppy Taoist priest is unfathomable. When this wicked monk is with him, his realm is also unfathomable.

Lu Bai thought that their realm might be the same as his, in the semi-immortal realm, or even higher.

If Lu Bai brings the wicked monk into his sect, then his powerful sect will be filled with talented people.

You must know that since the Sword Immortal ascended and Yiqiu Villa was established to this day, using the reputation of the Sword Immortal to attract masters, there are now only a handful of masters above Xiaoyao Realm. Lu Bai has these two people, as long as the Sword Immortal does not take action, Hao Hao

Qimen can compete with Yiqiu Villa.

Unfortunately, the wicked monk refused to agree.

"It is impossible to become a disciple." The wicked monk took a bite of the chicken, "Besides, who knows whether you know Buddhist scriptures or Zen sayings? If you don't know, you are fooling me. I am not like a sloppy disciple like you.

, he was deceived with just a jar of wine.”

The sloppy Taoist priest was unhappy, "Don't slander me. It's just a jar of wine. I obviously have several jars, no, it was endless wine that deceived me."

The wicked monk let out a disdainful sound, snatched the wine jar and took a swig.

Even if you don't practice martial arts, this Hao Qi Sect wine is particularly delicious when you drink it.

Lu Bai shook his head and did not force them. He just put his hands behind his back and slowly chanted, "Bodhi has no trees, and the bright mirror is not a stand - alas, nor is it a stand -"

"Whoosh!"

A figure like a big roc spreads its wings and covers the sky above Lu Bai. Then the shadow shrinks and appears in front of Lu Bai.

"Master, please accept me——" The wicked monk saluted Lu Bai with the drumstick in his hand.

"Hey, stop, stop." Lu Bai stopped him, his face couldn't help but want to smile. Sure enough, nothing can escape the law of Zhenxiang, "I'm not your master, you don't have a master anymore."

The wicked monk looked serious, "I love my master, and I love the truth even more. Master, you can't be too wicked. You can't stop me from being devoted to the Buddha."

"Well--"

Lu Bai didn't know what to say for a while.

He always felt that the words of the wicked monk scolded him too.

"You are truly a wicked monk." Lu Bai said.

However, he didn't know many Zen poems and Buddhist scriptures. "If I can't be your master, then you can be my guest at Haoqi Sect."

The wicked monk was overjoyed and said, "That's okay."

He did not forget to turn around and greet the sloppy Taoist priest, "Taoist priest, hurry up and call me elder."

The sloppy Taoist priest was annoyed and said, "You look old."

The wicked monk ignored him and turned around to greet Lu Bai, "Master, please read the following words quickly."

Based on the evil monk’s many years of experience, the following is the key to the scripture.

"Listen carefully, there is nothing in the first place, so there is no dust." Lu Bai finished reading word by word.

"There is nothing in the beginning, where is the dust, there is nothing in the beginning -" The wicked monk lowered his head and muttered, smacking the words in his mouth, and aftertaste in his thoughts, he gained more and more insights, and felt a little more enlightened every time.

"Okay, okay." A smile filled the face of the wicked monk.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, blowing the flowers, grass and trees in the courtyard, blowing the singing of birds, blowing the fragrance of flowers, and blowing white auspicious clouds, gathering above the wine house.

Lu Bai had never experienced anything like this, and didn't look up for a while. He just thought that the environment in the capital was not bad, and there were so many birds. He had no idea that the auspicious clouds in the sky were rotating, arranging, and combining, making the sky become a funnel shape.

Under the funnel is the capital city and the wine house.

Many people looked up and saw a spiral rising inside the funnel, and the clouds seemed to have formed a road around the mountain.

When people look through the funnel, they will see a blue, pure sky above the funnel——

Lu Bai didn't know, but many people did.

Beside the waterfall.

The Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, "Who could it be in the capital?"

Deep inside the palace.

An old eunuch slowly raised his head, looking across the patio and looking at the sky, "There is someone in the capital who has ascended! Who, who has entered the realm of ascension in the capital? No, I haven't seen the thunder tribulation. This person has already passed through the thunder.

What a disaster! Whose ancestor of the Eight Great Sects is this?"
To be continued...