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Chapter 3674 Mix with me

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    Chapter 3674 Mix with me

    Xiang Que glanced back speechlessly, looking like me, like a queue jumper?

    "No, what about me, I didn't go in to see a doctor."

    "Why do you go in if you don't see a doctor, watch a play?"

    Xiang Que was speechless for a moment, and he hadn't encountered such an embarrassing moment in many years.

    The bad old man in Dongyue Emperor's Temple raised his head and glanced at Quan Quan. After seeing Xiang Que, his face showed no expression at all, and he just said indifferently: "Come in, wait by the side"

    The person next to him didn't stop him, and Xiang Que scratched his nose boredly, walked into the temple and stood beside the old man watching.

    He has already seen that this bad old man is really looking at things for others. He is a bit like monks and Taoist priests in Taoist temples or temples who solve intractable diseases.  It has to be solved.

    There are really all kinds of people who come to see it, some seek medical advice, and some ask fortune-telling and fortune-telling. Anyway, they can see problems that cannot be solved by normal means.

    From the time when Xiang Que came, until dusk, when the people queuing outside the temple bottomed out, the old man's consultation was considered to be over, and Xiang Que had time to talk to him.

    "What are you doing here all the time? Pursuing sentient beings"

    The old man blinked his cloudy eyes, then leaned back on the chair, and said flatly, "Didn't you see everything?"

    "Don't practice anymore?" Xiang Que asked in surprise.

    There are quite a few things he doesn't understand. First of all, the avatar of Emperor Dongyue seems to have no cultivation base at all, and second, what is the other party spending a lot of time on treating these mortals?

    Humans and ghosts have different paths, and gods and humans are no longer on the same path. Doing so is purely a waste of time.

    With that time, can't you realize the Tao?

    "There are rice and vegetables in the back, you can get some, light and not too greasy, I have a bad stomach recently." The old man suddenly ordered.

    Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, looked at him blankly and asked, "What are you doing?"

    "You are sanctified, and your ears are not working well? Didn't I say that there are rice and vegetables in the kitchen at the back, so make it lighter"

    Xiang Que opened his mouth, and when he was about to ask, the old man rubbed his belly and said impatiently: "Hurry up, don't want mother-in-law!"

    If it was someone else, Xiang Que might have to spit and swear at Xingzi, but this old man can't do it, this is Dongyue's clone, strictly speaking, he can also be regarded as his master.

    Xiang Que was helpless, so he ran to the back to find rice, vegetables, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and so on.

    Needless to say, Xiang Que hasn¡¯t started a fire for thousands of years, and he¡¯s a little handy with his sudden cooking. After he¡¯s ready and served it, Old Han frowns, picks up his chopsticks and eats a few mouthfuls.  She squinted her eyes and said to him: "The practice is all on the dog, it can't even cook a meal!"

    Xiang Que: ""

    Xiang Que was about to cry, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

    "Eat, don't talk about food, you should eat some, so that you won't be so embarrassing when you cook it in the future, alas, what a waste of food, even dogs don't want to eat this stuff"

    "After what?" Xiang Que asked blankly.

    "Eat first, then talk after eating!"

    After a while, Old Han Tou and Xiang Que cleaned up the food, made another pot of hot tea, and moved two chairs outside to bask in the afterglow on the top of the mountain.

    "What is cultivation? Cultivate until the Immortal Emperor? Do mortals practice?" Old Han asked suddenly with his eyes closed.

    Xiang Que said: "Cultivation is to go higher and higher, and the realm is getting deeper and deeper. As for ordinary people? What are you practicing? Birth, old age, sickness and death will be the end of it."

    Old Hantou said lightly: "Then you are wrong. Ordinary people also have cultivation. The practitioners want to cultivate to the highest level, have great spells, penetrate the heavens and the earth, and turn the stars. What about mortals? There is no disease, no disaster, prosperity and wealth."  To put it bluntly, both of them want to stand tallest in the end"

    "Hehe, practice is desire, and there is no limit to the state of mind. Whether it is a mortal or a god, they all want to break the shackles imposed on them by the Dao of Heaven!"

    Xiang Que was silent for a moment. At first glance, this explanation sounds like the two have nothing in common, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be the same thing.  There is really no difference between wealth and honor, it's just thatIt's just that the meaning is different.

    "Then why don't you become a god, improve your cultivation, and come here to be a mortal?" Xiang Que asked.

    "Since the practice of mortals and gods is the same thing, and they are both comprehending the way of heaven, then whether I practice or not, what is the difference between being a god or a mortal?"

    Old Han Tou said faintly: "This avatar is already difficult to break through in practice, and it is constrained. I might as well use another way to comprehend it from the perspective of a mortal. Maybe I can change the angle to break the way of heaven. Cultivation cannot  Death Cultivator, you have to be flexible, just like you are now have you thought about how to break through the realm of a saint and become a great saint?"

    Xiang Que was speechless. He had been a saint for a long time, but he didn't seem to think about how to become a great saint. He thought that if he understood the three thousand ways, or realized more laws, he would naturally be able to overcome the calamity and become a saint.  Great saint.

    But it doesn't seem to be the case, because there are no signs on my body yet.

    This made Xiang Que quite puzzled. He seldom thought about it, but it didn't mean he didn't think about it.

    Later, he felt that maybe he could be promoted to the great saint when the fairy world came out of reincarnation and changed the world?

    The old Han looked at Xiang Que, and said softly: "You are fine, just stay here and stay with me. When I leave later, you can continue to cultivate in this temple."

    Xiang Que frowned and asked, "Should I also go back to basics?"

    "Idle is also idle"

    Xiang Que wanted to refuse, but then he thought that he seemed to be fine, no matter whether he went to Mount Shu or to Xiandu Mountain or Dead Sea Tiandao City, he was just looking for a place to continue his practice. In fact, it was the same wherever he took it.

    The old master said so, there is nothing wrong with staying in Dongyue Temple in Taishan Cave, just treat it as an old man with him.

    He nodded to the shortcoming and said, "That's fine, anyway, it's the same everywhere."

    "I went to the back mountain to collect some firewood and came back. When I was sleeping at night, I was thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning and how to improve my craftsmanship. Don't let me swear at you again, because my appetite has not been very good these days"

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