Deng Chanyu's attitude is very friendly, with a strong sense of "you can ask anything, I will answer everything."
There's no fool who would travel a long distance to study or seek immortality at the Li Mountain. It's unrealistic to ask them now to go through the knife mountain and fire sea for "Big Sister," but it's reasonable to ask them to say a few polite words or offer some guidance.
Suddenly, the voices of the disciples calling out to their senior sister became much warmer.
"Grandmother?" The strange title seemed particularly out of place among the chorus of calls from "senior sister" to "senior sister."
Looking over, Deng Chanyu found a young girl with average looks and somewhat rough skin.
Her first impression was that she seemed familiar, so she pinched her fingers and made a calculation.
"Oh, are you the descendants of Fei Biao's father?"
The girl performed a grand obeisance: "Yes, Grandmother, I once followed my great-grandfather to NanDu and saw you."
Deng Chanyu felt a touch of melancholy. Huang Feibiao, the son of Huang Feihu, also died of illness after his father. Another pillar of the Huang family had fallen, and he didn't even get to participate in the Investiture of the Gods.
However, according to Zhao Di, Huang Feibiao accumulated a lot of merits during the Battle of God Establishment and was later admitted to Tian Dao, which is equivalent to the heavens. That is, the living beings in the Tianchi. At first, all the Tians in the original team of Heavenly Soldiers and Celestial Generals were Tians. Now, Huang Feibiao has moved from one pit to another and it can't be said whether it's good or bad.
Originally, Huang Feibiao was in his forties. He participated in the annihilation of Shang and Zhou, and fought in a series of national wars for more than thirty years, living to be seventy years old and dying of old age. This was considered a long life in this era.
The girl was his great-granddaughter.
Deng Chanyu felt that time really passed quickly, which was still the time she had suppressed the Huolong World for over a hundred years with the Chaos Bell. If she just let the river of time flow through the Huolong World, she might not see a single familiar face from here in Deng family except her father and son.
"Quickly, please rise. Since you've come to the Li Mountain, we're fated to meet. You can call me senior sister. Are you using your mother's surname?"
"That's right. My name is Zhong Yanyan."
"Good name." Deng Chanyu gave Zhong Yanyan a thorough look up and down, finding that the girl's root structure and quality were quite ordinary without any Daoist fate. She was unlikely to succeed in Daoism, with only fifty-five years of life left if no extraordinary circumstances occurred. Considering the former acquaintance, she still casually offered two pieces of advice.
Favoring one over the other could easily cause Zhong Yanyan to incur resentment, so she took the time to explain in turn the problems encountered by the other female disciples in their cultivation.
It may be strange for someone who has obtained a doctoral degree to come back and do kindergarten-level problems, but it's not impossible. After understanding their individual progress, effective guidance can still be provided.
"May I ask Senior Sister, when can we achieve enlightenment?"
One girl's question almost made Deng Chanyu laugh out loud. I'm not even sure if I've "attained enlightenment," and you still have such high ambitions.
Turning her head, she found that Qiong Xiao and Bixiao were both watching the scene with smiling faces. She looked at the clear and foolish eyes of her little sister and helplessly pointed to the flagpole in the distance, asking.
"Do you see that flagpole? Is it the wind moving or the flag moving?"
"The wind is moving! It's the wind that blows the flag up."
"Not quite right. Essentially, it's the flag moving, in pursuit of truth."
"Truth? Truth is that the wind blows the flag moving!"
"Not at all! Not at all!"
The disciples continued to argue, but Deng Chanyu coughed and revealed the answer: "It's not the wind moving, it's not the flag moving, but your heart moving. When one day the wind doesn't move, the flag doesn't move, and your heart doesn't move either, you will be close to attaining enlightenment."
The female disciples were all confused. This point of view was really novel and the more they thought about it, the more they felt it made sense.
Yun Xiao glanced at Deng Chanyu cryptically. You're talking about Buddhist ideas here at the Li Mountain, isn't that inappropriate?
Deng Chanyu gave her a reassuring look. When the Li Mountain Old Mother, along with Guanyin, Wenshu, and Pusi, tricked Tang Sanzang and his disciples during the Four Sages' Test of Mind, the old lady didn't object to Buddhist ideas.
The Niwa lineage can be considered a pragmatist, using whatever methods are effective from whichever side.
Another female disciple stepped forward to ask, "May I ask Senior Sister, Master said that one will encounter the demon of the mind on the path of cultivation. How can one resist the demon of the mind?"
Deng Chanyu wanted to bring out the demon of the mind and let them see it, but Lao Luo had been pretending to be dead, so she could only continue making up.
"Eat when hungry and sleep when tired."
The disciples were all puzzled, and a lively girl replied, "Aren't these things we do every day?"
Deng Chanyu shook her head: "No, no. When you eat, you think about a thousand things. When you sleep, you tie a hundred thousand knots. Only when you return to ordinary life can you see yourself and resist the demon of the mind."
Deng Chanyu and the three Xiao continued to sweep. The female disciples went through the courtyard and went to play in the mountains behind the mountain.
As they moved further away, it seemed that the four "sweeping monks" wouldn't be able to hear their conversation, so they started chattering about what had just happened.
"Zhong Yanyan, is Senior Sister really your parent-in-law? How old is she?"
Among the female disciples, there were also factions. At this moment, a female disciple with high prestige in her "circle" asked Zhong Yanyan.
In fact, the senior of this female disciple was also a friend of Deng Chanyu's, and she was the granddaughter of Fei Zhong.
Fei Zhong became a major figure in the founding of the Han Dynasty, but his status in the court was average and far inferior to Huang Feibiao. As Zhong Yanyan followed her mother's surname, she belonged to a remote branch of the family, and her connection to the Huang family was minimal. Although the Huang family had great power, it did not affect her much. When facing Zhong Yanyan, a granddaughter of Fei Zhong's lineage, she naturally appeared subordinate.
At this moment, she first glanced in the direction of Deng Chanyu and the three Xiao, and then hesitated before saying, "I don't know"
"If you're not willing to say, then that's fine!"
Zhong Yanyan was quickly excluded from the circle, and the remaining female disciples were very interested in chatting.
"Senior sister has she become immortal? You guys say, Senior sister can travel from NanDu to Luoyi in one day?"
"Would that require magic? I guess it would be about the same."
"What do you guys think, who is more powerful between Senior Sister and the Three Xiao Mother Goddess?"
"It should be the Three Xiao Mother Goddess, right? Senior Sister's eyes are really beautiful, and her appearance is also very attractive. However, she is a bit weak. Before, I saw Yun Xiao Mother Goddess practice swordsmanship. The sword light was so powerful that it could not be compared to any martial arts in the mortal realm."
The female disciples had originally planned to go to the back mountain for fun, but after receiving the guidance, they still said they wanted to play, but when they got halfway there, the clever ones used excuses like "stomachache," "footache," and "dizziness" to go back and cultivate. Zhong Yanyan was among them.
The remaining disciples also came to their senses. They knew that fun can be had anytime. However, encountering Daoist fate is not something that happens all the time. They returned to their living quarters in unison, burned incense and sat cross-legged to meditate, taking advantage of Senior Sister's guidance to break through their cultivation bottlenecks.
The Three Xiao sisters were laughing uncontrollably, while Deng Chanyu rolled her eyes.
Compared to the swordsmanship of Yun Xiao with that of ordinary mortal martial arts? The immortals who died at her sword had something to say about it.
To say that Deng Chanyu is weak? The worlds she destroyed one by one are all weeping.
