Li Xiu chuckled and slowly answered, "the way to cross the sea."
"The way to cross the sea?"
Hong Yi looks puzzled. Does he mean shipbuilding or sailing?
Unlike Hong Yi, Tu Lao had never been in touch with Taoism and martial arts. He understood what Li Xiu meant and explained.
"At the beginning of the book of martial arts, it is said that the ultimate goal of martial arts is to strengthen the body and transcend life and death. The world is like a sea of bitterness, and the flesh is like a raft crossing the sea. If the flesh is strong, it can carry people to the other side of the sea of bitterness. "
"At the beginning of Daojing, it is said that the world is like a sea of bitterness, and the human body is like a way to cross the sea. However, the sea of bitterness is boundless, for fear that the raft will eventually decay. Only when the spirit is strong, can we abandon the raft and swim to the other side of the sea of bitterness with our own strength."
"Sir, I want to teach you martial arts or Taoism."
Wujing and Daojing were compiled by the whole nation under the order of the emperor at the beginning of the Daqian Dynasty.
It is said that the book of martial arts includes all kinds of martial arts in the world, while the book of Taoism includes all kinds of Taoist Arts in the world. If you can get them, you can practice the above methods to strengthen your body and soul.
Unfortunately, a few years after the compilation of these two books, the Da Qian Dynasty suddenly banned the printing of them. At the same time, they collected the published books from the people and burned them at one stroke. As for those who still have books in the people, once they were found, they were all felonies.
However, although the Daqian Dynasty prohibited the people from practicing martial arts and Taoism, it wantonly encouraged the families of royal nobles and officials to practice martial arts and Taoism.
Originally, Hong Yi had a chance to see these two books. Unfortunately, he was not liked by his father, and he was forbidden to practice any martial arts, let alone the more mysterious Taoist Dharma. So far, he has not been able to see them.
After knowing the purpose of Li Xiu's coming here, Tu felt relieved. He looked at Hong Yi who didn't know what he was thinking and asked Li Xiu.
"Do you want to teach martial arts or Taoism?"
Mr. Tu's name is Mr. Li Xiu because he thinks his strength can't be speculated. Mr. Hong Yi's name is Mr. Hong Yi because he doesn't like ordinary people, has no prejudice and disdain, and is willing to enlighten the little foxes.
The world is a sea of bitterness. People are in the sea. The body is a boat and the soul is the people in the boat. The ship carrying people, has been moving to the other side, is to cultivate the body, firm the ship, to the other side of the bitter sea? Or to cultivate the soul so that the people in the boat can be familiar with the nature of water and abandon the boat?
Martial arts or Taoism, which one will Li Xiu teach Hong Yi?
Li Xiu pointed and said with a smile: "the ultimate goal of both martial arts and Taoism is to transcend life and death. When a ship goes up in the bitter sea, it will decay. However, when manpower is exhausted, how far can it swim out of the bitter sea? "
"Why don't we practice together, wait for the boat to decay, and then cross the bitter sea, and both relay to reach the other side."
"This..."
It's absurd to say that Tu Lao's face is strange.
Let's not say that people's energy and talent are limited. Very few people can make great achievements in martial arts and Taoism. They can get rid of difficulties. Why not specialize in one and go further.
Besides, when they reach a higher level, they have to make a choice. They have to give up one of them before they can move on.
This is the positive answer he got from the eminent monks in the temple when the pure fox clan was close to the great Chan temple.
At that time, the eminent monk had already touched the realm of the saint of martial arts, which is rare in the world. It seems that this gentleman can't compare with that eminent monk in terms of insight and strength.
However, the sage of martial arts is rare in the world. It's not so easy to meet him. This gentleman should not be weak. Being the master of this little gentleman is far enough.
In a flash, Tu Lao thought a few times, and then said.
"My husband's comments have opened my eyes. It's a great blessing for me to be a disciple."
It's not that Tu Lao secretly mocks, but that he doesn't want to show too much. The great Chan Temple used to be a holy place for practice, but 20 years ago, the imperial court sent troops to wipe out the temple with the charge of conspiring against the evils of the former dynasty. The thousand year old temple was burned down and the monks were slaughtered.
Anyone who has something to do with the Dachan temple is now wanted by the imperial court. Mr. Tu doesn't want to bring disaster to the pure fox people who have moved to the west mountain valley.
But his eyes reveal the spirit of feeling, how can you hide from Li Xiu, but Li Xiu is not interested in arguing with him, the limit of vision, doomed to talk nothing.
Li Xiu turned to Hong Yi and asked.
"Well, Hong Yi, would you like to join me and become my apprentice?"
Hong Yi looks embarrassed. He struggles in his heart and finally turns into a long sigh.
"Well, to tell you the truth, Hong Yi is very willing and even eager to join Mr. Wang's family, learn the method of crossing the sea, and strengthen his body and soul."
"But... Alas, it's the boy who has to shirk. But I really have some difficulties. I can't practice martial arts and cultivate Taoism. Please don't blame the boy."
Hong Yi stood up and said respectfully to Li Xiu.
Li Xiu doesn't get angry either. He signals Hong Yi to sit down again.
"Is it because of your father Hong Xuanji?"
Hong Yi was surprised when Li Xiu revealed his identity: "how do you know, sir?"
When Tu Lao heard this conversation, he looked at Hong Yi in surprise. He never thought that a teacher who yuan Fei brought back was Hong Xuanji's son.
Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji is a man of both civil and military integrity. He has a grand title. He is a supreme minister. Few people in Daqian do not know his prestige.
But looking at Hong Yi's dress, it seems that he doesn't get the favor of Hong Xuanji.
Hong Yi's eyes twinkle. Indeed, his father Hong Xuanji strictly forbids him to practice any martial arts. As a son of man, how can he say that his father is not his father in front of others.
Li Xiu didn't explain how he knew the origin of Hong Yi, but continued.
"What do you think of your father, Hong Xuanji?"
Hong Yi was asked a stagnation, face gray down, look rather sad.
His father Hong Xuanji can't be said to be indifferent to him, but every time he is summoned, there is always an inexplicable reprimand.
Everyone in Wuhou's house knew that his father didn't like him or even disliked him. Even the servants in the house could bully him. The price was just that he was reprimanded by Mrs. Zhao.
Hong Yi is a commoner, never thought to compare with his legitimate son Hong Xi, but his treatment in Wu Wen Marquis's house is far less than that of other commoner's sons.
Marquis Wen's mansion covers an area of 100 mu, with many beautiful pavilions. As the son of marquis Wu Wen, he lives in a remote and shabby courtyard in the northwest corner. Besides living alone, he is worse than the place where the servants live.
As for the monthly money, apart from being able to buy paper and ink, he could barely survive starvation. Otherwise, although he was a scholar, he would not be so weak.
When he came to the west mountain, one was to pay homage to his deceased mother, and the other was to stay away from the Wuwen Marquis's residence and be free for a period of time.
Thinking of these years, Hong Yi has been silent for a long time