Inside the temple.

Mr. Song walked in the yard with his hands on his back.

Su Ting took a short step and followed the side.

Qingping was also beside the two, lowering her head slightly, listening quietly to their conversation.

"You can really feel at ease, open a small shop and be a hermit hidden in the world?" Song Lao came to the pond, looked at the rippling pool water, and said leisurely.

"This is nature, so-called plainness is the truth." Su Ting said seriously and seriously: "Look at the stories in the martial arts world, these heroes who are all over the world, no matter how famous, how passionate, how noble they are, after experiencing countless things, finally see everything, and live in seclusion and become an ordinary person."

He looked up at the sky, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and sighed: "I have reached such a state now, to see through the world and live a peaceful life."

Qingping kept his expression unchanged, but his face twitched slightly.

Old Song glanced at him and said, "Why don't you become a monk after you have seen through the world?"

Su Ting sighed and said helplessly: "Young people have this idea, but we have been inherited by the Thunder God Heavenly Lord, and this is all destined."

Mr. Song shook his head and said, "You guy, you know that you are talking nonsense. Do you know that no matter what business you want to do, but if this store is opened, it will be a hundred harm but only one benefit for your practice."

Su Ting scratched his head and said, "Where do you start with this?"

Mr. Song said: "The store business is too good. You have to worry more and not to practice hard. If the store business is bad, you can't support your family. You have to worry too and not to practice hard. But this is the truth?"

"But there is no shop, and I don't even have a living to support my family."

"But with a shop, you will probably have to support your family."

"Where did you start with this? Isn't Song worrying about the temple?"

"My temple is no better than your shop."

Mr. Song looked at him and said slowly: "I practiced the divine way. How much can the incense in this temple be evenly enough to help me practice. With the incense money in the temple and the annual gift from Si Tianjian, it is all beneficial to practice, but what is your shop beneficial to your practice?"

Speaking of this, Old Song's eyes passed through Su Ting's face and landed on Qingping's body behind him.

Obviously, these words are not only what Su Ting said, but also what Qingping said.

"The only thing that this store is good for is only the solution to the problem of supporting your family."

Mr. Song looked at him deeply, looked at Qingping, and said, "But that's all. Looking back on the past and present, countless people have practiced immortals and Taoism, some have scattered their wealth and entered the mountains to practice in peace, and some have entered the world to practice. However, not many people who truly practiced were truly poor at the beginning of their practice and at the beginning of their practice."

"If it were the woodcutter farmer in Luoyue County, what would it be if he had picked up the immortal scriptures?"

"If you can't read, you can't practice."

"Second, work from sunrise and rest from sunset. If you don't have hard work, you will starve to death. But if you work every day, how can you have the leisure time to study these ways of practicing?"

"Su Ting vaguely fell into the second category."

Mr. Song said slowly.

Su Ting nodded, deeply in agreement, but in fact his shop mainly had some hidden thoughts. Seeing that Mr. Song was so concerned, Su Ting couldn't help but feel moved and wanted to explain.

But before Su Ting could speak, he heard Qingping ask, "He doesn't seek wealth or prosperity, he doesn't seek prosperity, he just wants to support his family, be a little idle, and spend the rest of his time on his practice, right?"

Old Song turned his head and looked at Qingping, nodded slightly, and said, "Of course it's not bad, but it can only be like this...but it's only so, but it lacks the help in practice, and is also plagued by trivial matters in the world, which is involved in causes and conditions."

"With the same talent, you can only practice your skills every day, but in addition to this, you can also benefit from various treasures of heaven and earth, which can go faster than you and go further than you."

"From ancient times, no matter how genius he is, no one said that he would be able to become an immortal."

"Looking at the Taoist ancestral court is the true teachings of the Taoist ancestral ancestors. The disciples in the sect have excellent roots and are talented, practiced since childhood, and have the best methods. They have received the guidance of elders, the maintenance of heavenly genus and earthly treasures, and nourished by immortal elixirs. How many people can become immortals and enlightenment?"

"If he thought that he could run a shop in the world, sit cross-legged every day, breathe and breathe, and before his life was over, you would be too arrogant."

Mr. Song said in a heavy tone, with a little scolding.

Su Ting did not focus on the shops, but when he heard what Mr. Song said, there was something in his words, he couldn't help but ask: "Does Mr. Song have any advice?"

Mr. Song said in a deep voice: "Either don't do it, practice with peace of mind and stay away from the hustle and bustle. Or, do business bigger, benefit from money and nourish the way."

He came forward, patted Su Ting, and said, "Although money is an external object, at the beginning of his cultivation, the word money is definitely not dirt."

At the beginning of Su Ting's practice, he experienced the dilemma of "a penny stumping a hero", and he had a deep sense of the same feeling and said: "No money is not enough to nourish the Tao, my younger generation understands."

Mr. Song nodded and said, "It's good to understand, I'm afraid that you won't listen to me and think too high..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Song turned slightly, looked at Qingping, and said, "I am walking in the divine way, which is different from you. And those who are practicing immortals must be calm, calm the mind, nourish the energy, cultivate themselves, avoid arrogance, avoid dryness, stay away from the noise and noise..."

"If you are a poor person and want to support your family, how can you be so stable? How can you stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world?"

"In addition, if you calmly practice Qi, you have not been able to fast at the beginning. In addition to eating and filling your stomach, you also need many medicinal materials to nourish yourself, transport essence, qi and blood, and promote blood and qi in order to further promote Qi."

"The so-called refining essence into qi. If you have weak and weak qi and blood, how can it help refining qi?"

"It would be fine if you are a disciple of a great sect, but you are just a monk who is helpless and rely on yourself."

"If you work hard every day and don't do it every day like this Su kid from now on, and you can't eat enough this day, how can you practice with peace of mind?"

Mr. Song looked at Qingping and said slowly.

Qingping felt a sense of emotion and bowed and said, "Disciple understands."

Su Ting turned his head and looked very strange. He reached out and rubbed his smooth chin, and always felt something was wrong.

Mr. Song’s words “no wealth is not enough to nourish the Tao” seem to be used not to warn him, but to explain Qingping.

And I was just caught by Mr. Song and used as a negative example?

I seemed a little bit self-indulgent just now?

Su Ting, who felt very innocent, suddenly became resentful and aggrieved when he looked at Mr. Song's gaze. He said in his heart: "In order to preach Qingping, I will scold me as a negative teaching material?"

Su Ting felt innocent, but from what Mr. Song said, he probably understood that although Qingping was a disciple of Mr. Song, he did not follow the gods but the immortals, which was different from Mr. Song’s path.

Although there is a meaning of warning Su Ting now, it is still mostly about teaching Qingping.

At this time, Mr. Song sighed with a little sigh and said, "Even if you don't talk about the disciples of the Immortal Sect, you see that the current national teacher of Sitianjian is a dignified person and has a very high talent, but he still has to rely on the court and use the national treasury and power to collect heaven and earth treasures."

"But even if he is a real person, once a national teacher, how can he be confident and dare to say that he has become an immortal?"

"If the Taoist practice is truly high to a certain extent, it will not be disturbed by the wealth of the mortal world, but at the beginning of the practice, money is inevitable."

"Even when you reach the advanced Taoist practice, you still pay more attention to this aspect."

"For example……"

Old Song paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you know which family is the richest in Luoyue County?"

Su Ting and Qingping looked at each other, each surprised.

The largest prominent family in Luoyue County is naturally the Sun family, with the deepest heritage, the longest inheritance, and the most powerful financial resources.

But Mr. Song asked this obvious question, is it meaningless? Or is the obvious answer actually true? Is there someone else in Luoyue County?

Su Ting thought about it for a while and suddenly thought of many stories. His eyes lit up and said, "According to many stories, real people do not show their appearance, hiding qilins in the fields, and raising dragons in the pool. Could it be that the one who has the most wealth in this acre of three-part land in Luoyue County is your old man who has always been simple and concise?"

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through Su Ting's mind.

"Is it because of the hidden treasures in the temple?"

"Could it be that Mr. Song, you were a thief in the early years and accumulated a fortune, and your wealth was as rich as a country?"

"Could it be..."

Before Su Ting finished speaking, Old Song, whose face turned black, suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"

Qingping looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, as if he had never heard it.

Su Ting sighed and said, "It seems not."

Old Song snorted and said, "The richest person in Luoyue County is the Sun family, and even the blind man can see it."

Su Ting touched his face and muttered, "I'm not blind."

Old Song glared at him, slightly brushed his sleeves, walked around the pool water, and said slowly: "In the early years, the ancestor of the Sun family cultivated into a Yin God, and was the best among the masters. At this point, he still wanted to establish a clan, accumulate wealth, collect treasures from all over the world, and lay the foundation for his own practice..."

"Although the head of the Sun family is determined to cultivate immortals and practice Taoism for the rest of his life, he has never given up on the Sun family's business and is still intrigue with others. This is because he also understands that wealth is indispensable in the future when practicing."

"Who is the national teacher of the current dynasty, the ancestor of the Sun family in the past, who lived just by relying on one shop?"

Mr. Song glanced at Su Ting and said, "You should do it yourself."

Su Ting's eyes lit up.

As soon as Chen Youyu was stolen by him, Mr. Song told him that he had a lot of wealth in his Sun family.
Chapter completed!