“What’s wrong with it? How can the Taoist lineage ever be combined into one?” Zhang Shisan huffed.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly, “Old Daoist, you’re confusing lineage with Daoist techniques. Let me ask you, in ancient times Lu Jingxiu, known as the disciple of the Three Caverns, welcomed the Celestial Masters, Shangqing, and Lingbao sects without turning them away. Confucius once sought advice from Laozi, and Laozi even composed a sutra for the conversion of the barbarians. If the Sage saw no boundaries between sects, how come in your case, learning techniques from another sect becomes unforgivable?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless, but still shook his head repeatedly.
Shi Mengzhu continued, “The lineage is not the same as techniques. If we talk about magical arts, even within the same school, there are differences. The lineage passes on through spirit; as long as the Tao exists in one’s heart, the lineage continues.”
Shi Mengzhu looked at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled, saying, “In my opinion, the child Mei Qing must have surprised both of you greatly these past two days. Besides his exceptional talent and high aptitude, he has shown many things beyond your imagination. Otherwise, old Daoist, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two ever considered that since he is such an outstanding talent, how could he be confined by the views of a single sect? Letting only you two teach him would restrict and confine him. In my humble opinion, why don’t you two simply pass on the lineage to him? As for how he chooses to refine and develop it, let him handle it himself. Perhaps he will create a new realm, and thus truly promote and expand your lineages.”
After hearing this, Zhang Shisan was deeply moved, and Master Ku also looked at Shi Mengzhu thoughtfully.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled, “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future he can choose disciples to separately inherit each of your teachings, causing no harm. Master Ku, you might be worried about accepting him only as a lay disciple, fearing it hard to pass on profound techniques. Actually, I see that Mei Qing has strong personal opinions; he’s not the type who just follows instructions step by step. What you two need to do is guide him at critical moments based on your knowledge and experience, rather than binding him with too many preconceived notions and teachings. A teacher’s role is to transmit the Dao, teach the craft, and resolve doubts; the key is not to teach him skills manually.”
After listening, Master Ku suddenly smiled, formed a gesture as if holding a flower, and sat still.
Zhang Shisan also nodded and smiled, “Still, you old scholar have a silver tongue. Hmm, what you said makes sense. Haha, this bald monk has been freed from some karmic entanglements by your words, which actually brings some benefit.”
Master Ku’s meditation was very brief, as if only a blink of an eye, and then he opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and joined his palms, saying, “Brother Shi, thank you for enlightening me.”
“Wow… you’re actually speaking?” Before Shi Mengzhu could respond, Zhang Shisan suddenly jumped up and exclaimed.
“A monk is still a human being; why shouldn’t he speak?” Master Ku smiled and said, “What is right today was wrong yesterday. Hehe, I understand now.”
“Understand?… Haha, good, good, understanding is good. I used to watch you practicing silent meditation, pretending not to speak, and only communicating through mental messages, which seemed tiring. Since now you can speak, let’s make it clear: Mei Qing is my formal disciple, and he’s your lay disciple. Don’t try to fight me for him again,” Zhang Shisan said solemnly.
Master Ku was unconcerned, waved his sleeve, and said, “What difference is there between formal and lay disciples? If you say so, old Daoist, then so be it.”
Seeing Master Ku suddenly become so carefree, Zhang Shisan was momentarily stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, “So you, monk, have truly seen through and let go. Hmph, in this aspect, your Buddhist sect indeed has some unique strengths.”
Mei Qing slept until dusk before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, whose cultivation allowed them to sit and sleep the entire day without feeling any discomfort in their energy flow or stiffness in their waist and legs, Mei Qing felt quite uncomfortable. After stretching, he looked around and saw Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting in front of him, all staring at him like wolves eyeing a sheep.
Mei Qing couldn’t help shivering involuntarily and spoke with some difficulty, “Senior Shi, Senior Zhang, Master Ku, I… wasn’t trying to be lazy and sleep…”
“What are you talking about!” Zhang Shisan interrupted Mei Qing, “What seniors? Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing hesitated, “I still wanted to…”
“You don’t need to think anymore,” Shi Mengzhu smiled, “We have already decided: you will be their disciple. From now on, when there’s something to be done, the disciple should take care of it. You should serve your two masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned and said, “What about my wife…”
“What wife? If she dares to ask you to disown me, she’s an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust woman, and you should divorce her immediately!” Zhang Shisan said.
Mei Qing protested, “How is this related to faithfulness, filial piety, kindness, and justice? Besides, we love each other deeply; how could I divorce her?”
Master Ku joined his palms and said, “From love arises worry, from love arises fear; if free from love, there is no worry nor fear…”
“You can be a monk free from worries and fears, but I don’t care about that… Ah, Master Ku, since when can you speak?” Mei Qing was greatly surprised.
Regardless of Mei Qing’s reluctance, the three elders were determined to force him into submission. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t really against becoming a disciple, so after displaying a bit of noble indignation, his slight resistance was quickly dispelled by Zhang Shisan’s impressive demonstration of a few second-grade talismans.
“What’s wrong? The lineage of the Dao, how can it be merged into one?” Zhang Shisan said angrily.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly: “You’re confusing the lineage of the Dao with the methods of the Dao. Let me ask you, in the past, Lu Jingxiu was known as a disciple of the Three Caverns. The Celestial Masters, Shangqing, and Lingbao schools never excluded him because of this. Confucius once sought the Dao from Laozi; Laozi even wrote the *Hua Hu Jing*. Even the greatest sages had no sectarian biases, so why is it that in your eyes, learning methods from another school is considered a grave offense?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless but still shook his head repeatedly.
Shi Mengzhu continued, “The lineage of the Dao is not the same as the methods of the Dao. When it comes to techniques, even within a single school, there are differences. The lineage of the Dao is passed down through spirit. As long as the Dao is in one’s heart, the lineage is preserved.”
Shi Mengzhu glanced at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled, saying, “From what I can see, Mei Qing has certainly surprised the two of you these past few days. Besides his exceptional talent and keen insight, he has shown many things beyond your expectations. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two considered that since he is such a unique talent, how can he be limited to the knowledge of just one school? Teaching him alone would only constrain and restrict him. In my opinion, you should both pass on your lineages to him. As for how he refines and integrates them, let him figure it out on his own. Perhaps he will open up a new realm, and your lineages will flourish even more.”
Zhang Shisan seemed deeply moved by this, and Master Ku also looked up at Shi Mengzhu, seemingly lost in thought.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled, “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future, he can choose disciples to pass on your respective lineages, so nothing bad will come of it. Master Ku, perhaps you’re worried that taking him as a lay disciple might make it difficult to pass on profound methods. But I see that Mei Qing has a strong sense of independence. Such a disciple isn’t the type to be spoon-fed. What you two need to do is guide him at key moments with your experience and insight, rather than imposing too many preconceived lessons on him. A teacher’s role is to impart the Dao, teach skills, and resolve doubts—not to handhold him through every step.”
Master Ku suddenly smiled, his hands forming a lotus gesture as he sat in silence. Zhang Shisan also nodded and laughed, “You old scholar, your silver tongue is as smooth as ever. Hmm, I must admit, there’s some truth to what you’re saying. Heh, even this old bald guy seems to have let go of some of his entanglements after your words. There’s some benefit to it after all.”
Master Ku’s meditation was brief, lasting only a moment before he opened his eyes, smiled, and clasped his hands together, saying, “Brother Shi, you’ve illuminated the path for me. I thank you.”
“Eh… you’re speaking?” Shi Mengzhu hadn’t yet responded when Zhang Shisan jumped up in surprise.
“A monk is also a person. Why can’t I speak?” Master Ku smiled. “Today is different from yesterday. Heh, I understand now.”
“You understand?… Haha, good, it’s good that you understand. Before, you practiced that vow of silence, pretending not to speak and only communicating through thoughts, which was exhausting. Now that we’ve settled this, Mei Qing is my formal disciple, and your lay disciple. Don’t try to take him from me,” Zhang Shisan said seriously.
Master Ku waved his sleeve indifferently, “Formal or lay, what’s the difference? If you say so, then it is so.”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily taken aback by Master Ku’s sudden detachment, then smiled wryly, “So you’ve truly let go. Hmph. Your Buddhist ways do have some unique merits.”
Mei Qing slept until evening before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, who could sit and meditate all day, he felt his qi was stagnant, and his legs and back were numb. After stretching, he opened his eyes and saw Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting around him, staring at him like wolves eyeing a sheep.
Mei Qing couldn’t help but shiver and said with difficulty, “Elder Shi, Elder Zhang, Master Ku, I… I wasn’t trying to be lazy and sleep…”
“What are you talking about!” Zhang Shisan interrupted, “No more of this ‘elder’ business. Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing stammered, “I was thinking…”
“No need to think,” Shi Mengzhu said with a smile, “We’ve decided that you’ll be a disciple to both of them. From now on, as a disciple, you’ll serve your two masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned, “But what about my wife…”
Zhang Shisan said, “What wife? If she dares to tell you to abandon your master, she’s disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous. Just divorce her!”
Mei Qing protested, “What does this have to do with loyalty, filial piety, or righteousness? Besides, we’re deeply in love. How could I divorce her?”
Master Ku clasped his hands and said, “From love comes worry, from love comes fear; if one is free from love, there is neither worry nor fear…”
“You monks can be free from worry and fear. I don’t care for that… Wait, Master Ku, you’re speaking?” Mei Qing was shocked.
No matter how unwilling Mei Qing was, the three elders were determined to have their way. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t entirely opposed to becoming a disciple. After putting on a show of unyielding courage, his resolve quickly crumbled when Zhang Shisan demonstrated a few second-grade talismans.
After drinking the tea of apprenticeship, performing the rites, and paying respects to the ancestral tablets, Mei Qing officially became Zhang Shisan’s disciple. To his surprise, Zhang Shisan was indeed a descendant of the Celestial Masters. As for his status within the sect, Mei Qing couldn’t tell if he was someone important.
Master Ku’s ceremony was much simpler. Since Mei Qing couldn’t take monastic vows, Master Ku merely placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head, recited an unclear scripture, and asked a few questions. Mei Qing nodded to everything, and just like that, he became a disciple.
After the ceremony, the two masters sat high above, while Mei Qing stood respectfully below, sighing inwardly at how quickly the dynamics had changed.
Zhang Shisan reached into his robe and said, “Mei Qing, now that you’re my disciple, I don’t have much to give you as a gift—”
Here it comes! Mei Qing perked up. Surely, as a member of a prestigious sect and with years of experience, Zhang Shisan’s wealth couldn’t be lacking. Especially with two masters present, wouldn’t they try to outdo each other with their gifts? This apprenticeship wasn’t in vain. It was time to strike it rich!
Mei Qing’s eyes were glued to Zhang Shisan’s hand as he pulled out a few items and said slowly, “These are essential tools for your talisman studies. It’s our sect’s tradition for the master to provide these to new disciples…”
A small jade inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Master, when other disciples are accepted, their masters give them treasures and elixirs. What’s this? The paper isn’t even properly pressed, the cinnabar ink isn’t fully ground, the brush is used, and this inkstone—” Mei Qing picked up the small jade inkstone and said, “I have fine inkstones at home. Who uses jade for inkstones? Only amateurs do that. And this jade doesn’t even seem to be of good quality…”
Before he could finish, he felt a sharp smack on the back of his head. Zhang Shisan said angrily, “You brat! How dare you criticize your master’s gift? Treasures and elixirs? Do you think treasures grow on trees? When an elder gives you something, you accept it graciously. Now take it!”
Mei Qing muttered a few words but, seeing Zhang Shisan’s glare, reluctantly accepted the items. Zhang Shisan glared again, “You haven’t thanked me yet!”
Mei Qing had no choice but to thank Zhang Shisan for the gifts. He then turned to Master Ku and said, “Master, what about you?”
Master Ku smiled and said, “Mei Qing, today you enter my school. I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word?” Mei Qing asked curiously.
“The word is—emptiness!” Master Ku said solemnly, “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you for a lifetime…”
Mei Qing turned and walked away.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded, “You haven’t thanked me yet.”
“If all things are empty, then gratitude is also empty. Why bother thanking?” Mei Qing retorted.
All things are empty, all matters are empty. But when it came to teaching, the two masters were anything but empty.
In fact, they were quite thorough.
Zhang Shisan stuck to his philosophy of building a strong foundation. He demanded that Mei Qing practice the most basic first-grade talismans, requiring him to draw each one two hundred times in a single day.
“This… Master… isn’t this a bit much?” Mei Qing was about to protest but, remembering his new status, quickly changed his tone to one of lament.
“Too much? Didn’t you just say yesterday that this method was good? Stop complaining and get to work!” Zhang Shisan, shedding his usual laziness, scolded sternly.
“Fine… I’ll draw, I’ll draw, I’ll draw!” Though Mei Qing was tired, he knew Zhang Shisan’s teachings were the right path. He focused, ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began drawing the talismans meticulously.
Metal, Wood, Water, Fire… Wait, could the five-element talismans be combined like that composite talisman?
Mei Qing suddenly had this idea and stopped his brush to share it with Zhang Shisan.
“Try it and see,” Zhang Shisan said with a sly smile.
Master Ku’s part was much easier. Since Mei Qing couldn’t receive full ordination, Ku simply placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head and recited a sutra that was hard to hear clearly, then asked a few questions. Mei Qing, without thinking twice, nodded to everything, and thus became Ku’s disciple.
“What’s wrong with it? The lineage of the Dao, how can it be merged into one?” Zhang Shisan huffed angrily.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly, “Old Ox, you’re confusing the lineage of the Dao with the methods of the Dao. Let me ask you, in the past, Lu Jingxiu was known as a disciple of the Three Caverns. The Celestial Master, Shangqing, and Lingbao schools never excluded him because of this. Confucius once sought the Dao from Laozi; Laozi even had scriptures about transforming the barbarians. Even the most sage had no sectarian biases, so why is it that in your view, learning methods from another school becomes a grave offense?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless but still shook his head repeatedly.
Shi Mengzhu continued, “The lineage of the Dao is not the same as the methods of the Dao. Even within a single school, the techniques can vary. The lineage is passed down through the spirit; as long as the Dao is in one’s heart, the lineage is preserved.”
Shi Mengzhu glanced at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled, “From what I can see, Mei Qing has surely surprised both of you in the past couple of days. Aside from his exceptional talent and keen understanding, he has also demonstrated many things beyond your expectations. Otherwise, Old Ox, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two considered that since he is such a unique talent, how could he be limited to the knowledge of just one school? Teaching him only by yourselves would only constrain and restrict him. In my opinion, you should both pass on your lineages to him. As for how he refines and integrates them, let him figure it out on his own. Perhaps he will open up a new realm, and your lineages will flourish even more.”
Zhang Shisan was visibly moved by this, and Master Ku also looked up at Shi Mengzhu, seemingly deep in thought.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled, “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future, he can choose disciples to pass on your lineages separately, so nothing bad will come of it. Master Ku, perhaps you’re worried that taking him as a lay disciple might make it difficult to pass on profound methods. But in my view, Mei Qing has a strong sense of independence. Such a disciple isn’t the type to be spoon-fed. What you two need to do is guide him at key points with your experience and insight, rather than imposing too many preconceived notions on him. A teacher’s role is to transmit the Dao, impart knowledge, and resolve doubts—not to handhold him through every step.”
Master Ku suddenly smiled, assuming a meditative posture, sitting still. Zhang Shisan also nodded and laughed, “You old scholar, your silver tongue is as smooth as ever. Hmm, I have to admit, there’s some truth to what you’re saying. Heh, even this old bald head seems to have let go of some karmic entanglements after your words. There’s some benefit to it after all.”
Master Ku’s meditation was brief, lasting only a moment before he opened his eyes, smiled, and clasped his hands together, “Brother Shi, thank you for pointing out the way. This old monk is grateful.”
“Eh… you’re speaking?” Shi Mengzhu hadn’t even responded before Zhang Shisan jumped up and exclaimed.
“A monk is also a person. Why can’t I speak?” Master Ku smiled. “Today is different from yesterday. Heh, this old monk understands now.”
“Understands? Haha, good, it’s good that you understand. Usually, you practice the vow of silence, pretending not to speak and only communicating through telepathy, which I always found exhausting. Now that we’ve settled this, let’s agree that Mei Qing is my formal disciple and your lay disciple. Don’t try to take him from me again,” Zhang Shisan said sternly.
Master Ku waved his sleeve indifferently, “Formal or lay, what’s the difference? If you say so, then it is so.”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily stunned by Master Ku’s sudden detachment, then smiled wryly, “So you really have seen through and let go. Hmph. Your Buddhist ways do have some unique aspects.”
Mei Qing slept until evening before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, who could sit in meditation all day, he felt his qi was somewhat blocked, and his legs and back were numb. After stretching, he opened his eyes and saw Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting around him, staring at him like wolves eyeing a lamb.
Mei Qing couldn’t help but shiver and said with some difficulty, “Elder Shi, Elder Zhang, Master Ku, I… wasn’t trying to be lazy and sleep…”
“What are you talking about!” Zhang Shisan interrupted him. “No more ‘Elder this, Elder that.’ Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing stammered, “This matter… I still need to think about it…”
“No need to think,” Shi Mengzhu said with a smile. “We’ve already decided. You will be a disciple to both of them. From now on, as a disciple, you must serve your masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned, “But what about my wife…”
Zhang Shisan cut him off, “What wife? If she dares to tell you to abandon your master, she’s an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust woman. Just divorce her!”
Mei Qing protested, “What does this have to do with loyalty, filial piety, kindness, or justice? Besides, we love each other deeply. How could I divorce her?”
Master Ku clasped his hands and said, “From attachment arises worry, from attachment arises fear; if one is free from attachment, there is neither worry nor fear…”
“You monks can be free from worry and fear all you want. I don’t care… Wait, Master Ku, you’re speaking?” Mei Qing was shocked.
No matter how unwilling Mei Qing was, the three elders were determined to force him into submission. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t entirely opposed to becoming a disciple. After putting up a brief show of defiance, his resolve quickly crumbled when Zhang Shisan demonstrated a few second-grade talismans.
After drinking the tea of discipleship, performing the rituals, and paying respects to the ancestral tablets, Mei Qing officially became Zhang Shisan’s disciple. To his surprise, Zhang Shisan was indeed a descendant of the Celestial Master school, though Mei Qing couldn’t tell if he held any significant position within it.
Master Ku’s ceremony was much simpler. Since Mei Qing couldn’t take monastic vows, Master Ku merely placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head, recited a barely audible scripture, and asked a few questions. Mei Qing nodded to everything, and just like that, he became a disciple.
After the ceremonies, the two masters sat high above while Mei Qing stood below, hands at his sides, inwardly lamenting how quickly his status had changed from equal to subordinate.
Zhang Shisan reached into his robe and said with a squint, “Mei Qing, now that you’re my disciple, I don’t have much to give you as a gift—”
Here it comes! Mei Qing perked up. Given Zhang Shisan’s background and years of experience, he must have some treasures. Especially with both masters present, wouldn’t they try to outdo each other with their gifts? This apprenticeship might just pay off.
Mei Qing’s eyes were glued to Zhang Shisan’s hand as he pulled out a few items and said slowly, “These are essential tools for your talisman studies. It’s our school’s tradition for the master to provide these to new disciples…”
A small jade inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Master, when other disciples join a school, they receive treasures and elixirs. What is this? The paper isn’t even properly pressed, the cinnabar ink isn’t ground enough, the brush is used, and this inkstone—” Mei Qing picked up the small jade inkstone. “I have high-quality inkstones at home. Who uses jade for inkstones? Only people who play around with such things. And this jade doesn’t even look like good quality…”
Before he could finish, he felt a smack on the back of his head. Zhang Shisan glared at him, “You brat! How dare you criticize your master’s gift? Do you think treasures are lying around everywhere? When an elder gives you something, you accept it without complaint. Now take it!”
Mei Qing muttered a few words but, seeing Zhang Shisan’s glare, reluctantly accepted the items. Zhang Shisan glared again, “And you haven’t thanked me yet!”
Mei Qing had no choice but to thank Zhang Shisan for the gifts. He then turned to Master Ku, “Master, what about you—”
Master Ku smiled and said, “Mei Qing, today you enter my school, and I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word?” Mei Qing asked, puzzled.
“The word is—’emptiness’!” Master Ku said solemnly. “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you for a lifetime…”
Mei Qing turned and walked away.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded. “You haven’t thanked me yet.”
“If all things are empty, then gratitude is also empty. Why bother thanking?” Mei Qing retorted.
All things may be empty, but when it came to teaching, the two masters were anything but empty.
In fact, they were quite thorough.
Zhang Shisan stuck to his philosophy of building a strong foundation, requiring Mei Qing to practice the most basic first-grade talismans, each two hundred times, to be completed in one day.
“This… Master… isn’t this too much?” Mei Qing was about to protest but quickly changed his tone, remembering his new status.
“Too much? Didn’t you just say yesterday that this method was good? Stop complaining and get to work!” Zhang Shisan, usually lazy, now spoke with stern authority.
“Fine… I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Though Mei Qing was tired, he knew Zhang Shisan’s teachings were the right path. He focused, ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began drawing the talismans meticulously.
Gold, wood, water, fire… Wait, could the five-element talismans be combined like that composite talisman, with two elements on one sheet?
Mei Qing suddenly had this idea and stopped his brush to explain it to Zhang Shisan.
“Try it and see,” Zhang Shisan said with a sly smile.
At this moment, Zhang Shisan reached into his robe, squinted his eyes, and said, “Mei Qing, now that you’ve joined my sect, I don’t have much to give you as a welcome gift—”
“What’s wrong? The lineage of the Dao, how can it be merged into one?” Zhang Shisan huffed angrily.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly: “You’re confusing the lineage of the Dao with the methods of the Dao. Let me ask you, in the past, Lu Jingxiu was known as a disciple of the Three Caverns. The Celestial Masters, Shangqing, and Lingbao schools never excluded him because of that. Confucius once sought the Dao from Laozi; Laozi even wrote the ‘Classic of Transforming the Barbarians.’ Even the greatest sages had no sectarian biases, so why is it that in your eyes, learning from another school’s methods is considered a grave offense?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless but continued to shake his head.
Shi Mengzhu went on: “The lineage of the Dao is not the same as the methods of the Dao. Even within a single school, the techniques can vary. The lineage is passed down through spirit and thought. As long as the Dao is in one’s heart, the lineage is preserved.”
Shi Mengzhu glanced at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled: “From what I can see, Mei Qing’s performance over the past two days must have greatly surprised both of you. Besides his exceptional talent and keen insight, he has shown many things beyond your expectations. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two considered that since he is such a unique talent, how can he be confined to the knowledge of just one school? Teaching him alone would only restrict and limit him. In my opinion, you should both pass on your lineages to him. As for how he refines and integrates them, let him figure it out on his own. Perhaps he will open up a new realm, and your lineages will flourish even more.”
Zhang Shisan seemed deeply moved by this, and Master Ku also looked up at Shi Mengzhu, seemingly lost in thought.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled: “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future, he can choose disciples to pass on your lineages separately, so nothing bad will come of it. Master Ku, perhaps you’re worried that taking him as a lay disciple might make it difficult to pass on the profound methods. But I see that Mei Qing has a strong sense of independence. Such a disciple isn’t the type to be spoon-fed. What you two need to do is guide him at critical moments with your experience and insight, rather than imposing too many preconceived notions on him. A teacher’s role is to impart the Dao, teach skills, and resolve doubts, not to micromanage every step.”
Master Ku suddenly smiled, assuming a meditative posture, sitting still. Zhang Shisan also nodded and laughed: “You old scholar, your smooth talk always makes sense. Hmm, I think you’re right. Hehe, your words have even loosened some of the old monk’s karmic entanglements, which is a good thing.”
Master Ku’s meditation was brief, lasting only a moment before he opened his eyes, smiled, and clasped his hands together: “Brother Shi, thank you for pointing out the way.”
“Eh… you can talk now?” Shi Mengzhu hadn’t even responded before Zhang Shisan jumped up in surprise.
“A monk is also a person. Why can’t I speak?” Master Ku smiled. “Today is different from yesterday. Hehe, I understand now.”
“You understand? Haha, good, it’s good that you understand. I always thought your vow of silence was just a pretentious act, and using telepathy was exhausting. Now that we’ve settled this, let’s agree that Mei Qing is my formal disciple and your lay disciple. Don’t try to take him from me,” Zhang Shisan said seriously.
Master Ku waved his sleeve indifferently: “Formal or lay, what’s the difference? If you say so, then it is so.”
Zhang Shisan was taken aback by Master Ku’s sudden detachment and then smiled wryly: “So you’ve truly let go. Hmph, your Buddhist ways do have some unique insights.”
Mei Qing slept until evening before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, who could sit and sleep all day without discomfort, he felt his energy stagnating and his legs numb. After stretching, he opened his eyes to find Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting around him, staring at him like wolves eyeing a sheep.
Mei Qing shivered and stammered: “Elder Shi, Elder Zhang, Master Ku, I… I wasn’t trying to be lazy…”
“What are you talking about!” Zhang Shisan interrupted. “No more ‘Elder’ this or ‘Elder’ that. Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing hesitated: “But I still want to think about this…”
“No need to think,” Shi Mengzhu smiled. “We’ve already decided. You’ll be a disciple to both of them. From now on, as a disciple, you’ll serve your two masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned: “But what about my wife…”
Zhang Shisan cut him off: “What wife? If she dares to tell you to abandon your master, she’s disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous. Just divorce her!”
Mei Qing protested: “What does this have to do with loyalty or righteousness? Besides, we love each other deeply. How can I divorce her?”
Master Ku clasped his hands and said: “From attachment comes worry, from attachment comes fear; if one is free from attachment, there is neither worry nor fear…”
“You monks can be free from worry and fear, but I don’t care… Wait, Master Ku, you can talk now?” Mei Qing was shocked.
Despite Mei Qing’s reluctance, the three elders were determined to have their way. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t entirely opposed to becoming a disciple. After a brief show of defiance, his resolve crumbled when Zhang Shisan demonstrated a few second-grade talismans.
After drinking the tea, performing the rituals, and paying respects to the ancestral tablets, Mei Qing officially became Zhang Shisan’s disciple. To his surprise, Zhang Shisan was indeed a descendant of the Celestial Masters, though Mei Qing couldn’t tell if he held any significant position in the sect.
Master Ku’s ceremony was simpler. Since Mei Qing couldn’t take monastic vows, Master Ku merely placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head, recited an unclear scripture, and asked a few questions. Mei Qing nodded along, and just like that, he became a disciple.
After the ceremonies, the two masters sat high above, while Mei Qing stood below, hands at his sides, silently lamenting how quickly his status had changed.
Zhang Shisan reached into his robe and said: “Mei Qing, now that you’re my disciple, I don’t have much to give you as a gift…”
Here it comes! Mei Qing perked up. Given Zhang Shisan’s background and years of experience, he must have some treasures. With two masters present, there was bound to be some competition to outdo each other. This was his chance to strike it rich!
Mei Qing watched intently as Zhang Shisan slowly pulled out a few items: “These are essential tools for your talisman studies. It’s our sect’s tradition for the master to provide these to new disciples…”
A small jade inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Master, other disciples receive treasures and elixirs when they join. What is this? The paper isn’t even properly pressed, the cinnabar ink isn’t well-ground, the brush is used, and this inkstone…” Mei Qing picked up the jade inkstone. “I have high-quality inkstones at home. Who uses jade for an inkstone? Only amateurs do that. And this jade doesn’t even look like good quality…”
Before he could finish, he felt a sharp smack on the back of his head. Zhang Shisan glared at him: “You insolent brat! How dare you criticize your master’s gift? Do you think treasures are lying around everywhere? When an elder gives you something, you accept it graciously. Now take it!”
Mei Qing muttered under his breath but, seeing Zhang Shisan’s threatening glare, reluctantly accepted the items. Zhang Shisan barked: “And thank your master!”
Mei Qing thanked Zhang Shisan and then turned to Master Ku: “Master, what about you…”
Master Ku smiled: “Mei Qing, today you enter my school. I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word?” Mei Qing asked, puzzled.
“The word is—’emptiness’!” Master Ku said solemnly. “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you for life…”
Mei Qing turned to leave.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded. “You haven’t thanked me yet.”
“If everything is empty, then gratitude is also empty. Why bother?” Mei Qing retorted.
All things are empty, all matters are empty. But when it came to teaching, the two masters were anything but empty.
In fact, they were quite thorough.
Zhang Shisan stuck to his philosophy of building a strong foundation, requiring Mei Qing to practice the most basic first-grade talismans, each two hundred times, to be completed in one day.
“This… Master… isn’t this too much?” Mei Qing was about to protest but, remembering his new status, quickly changed his tone.
“Too much? Didn’t you just say this method was good? Stop complaining and get to work!” Zhang Shisan, usually lazy, now spoke with stern authority.
“Fine… I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Though tired, Mei Qing knew Zhang Shisan’s teachings were sound, so he focused, ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began drawing the talismans meticulously.
Metal, Wood, Water, Fire… Wait, could the Five Elements talismans be combined like that composite talisman?
Mei Qing suddenly had an idea and stopped to explain it to Zhang Shisan.
“Try it and see,” Zhang Shisan chuckled.
Mei Qing’s eyes fixed on Zhang Shisan’s hand as it pulled out several items from his robe, and he spoke slowly, “These talisman brushes and such are essential tools for your talisman practice. According to our sect’s tradition, a master must prepare these for his apprentice after he joins…”
A small jade inkstone, a small wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes again to confirm he hadn’t seen wrong.
“What’s wrong? The lineage of the Dao, how can it be merged into one?” Zhang Shisan said angrily.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly: “You’re confusing the lineage of the Dao with the methods of the Dao. Let me ask you, in the past, Lu Jingxiu was known as a disciple of the Three Caves. The Celestial Masters, Shangqing, and Lingbao schools never rejected him because of this. Confucius once sought the Dao from Laozi; Laozi even had scriptures on transforming the barbarians. Even the most sage had no sectarian biases, so why is it that in your view, learning methods from another school becomes a grave offense?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless but still shook his head repeatedly.
Shi Mengzhu continued: “The lineage of the Dao is not the same as the methods of the Dao. When it comes to techniques, even within a single school, there are differences. The lineage of the Dao is passed down through spirit; as long as the Dao is in one’s heart, the lineage is preserved.”
Shi Mengzhu glanced at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled: “From what I can see, Mei Qing’s performance over the past two days must have greatly surprised both of you. Aside from his exceptional talent and keen insight, he has also displayed many things beyond your expectations. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two considered that since he is such a unique talent, how can he be limited to the knowledge of just one school? Teaching him alone would only constrain and restrict him. In my opinion, you two should simply pass on the lineage of the Dao to him. As for how he refines and develops it, let him figure it out on his own. Perhaps he will open up a new realm, and your lineages will flourish even more.”
Zhang Shisan was deeply moved by this, and Master Ku also looked up at Shi Mengzhu, seemingly lost in thought.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled: “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future, he can choose disciples to pass on your respective lineages, so there’s no harm done. Master Ku, perhaps you’re worried that taking him as a lay disciple might make it difficult to pass on the profound methods. But I see that Mei Qing has a strong sense of independence; he’s not the type to be spoon-fed. What you two need to do is guide him at key moments with your experience and insight, rather than imposing too many preconceived lessons on him. A teacher’s role is to impart the Dao, teach skills, and resolve doubts—not to micromanage every step.”
Master Ku, upon hearing this, suddenly smiled and assumed a meditative posture, sitting still. Zhang Shisan also nodded and laughed: “You old scholar, your smooth talk always makes sense. Hmm, I think you’re right. Hehe, your words have even loosened some of the karmic entanglements for this old bald man, which is quite beneficial.”
Master Ku’s meditation was brief, lasting only a moment before he opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and clasped his hands together: “Brother Shi, thank you for pointing out the path. This old monk is grateful.”
“Eh… you can speak now?” Shi Mengzhu hadn’t even responded when Zhang Shisan suddenly jumped up and exclaimed.
“A monk is also a human. Why shouldn’t I speak?” Master Ku smiled: “Today is different from yesterday. Hehe, I understand now.”
“You understand? … Haha, good, understanding is good. I always thought your vow of silence was just a pretense, and using telepathy seemed exhausting. Now that we’ve settled this, Mei Qing is my formal disciple and your lay disciple, so don’t try to steal him from me,” Zhang Shisan said sternly.
Master Ku waved his sleeve indifferently: “Formal or lay, what’s the difference? If you say so, then it is so.”
Zhang Shisan, seeing Master Ku’s sudden ease, was momentarily stunned. Then, with a wry smile, he said: “So you’ve truly seen through and let go. Hmph. Your Buddhist ways do have some unique merits.”
Mei Qing slept until late in the evening before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, who could sit and sleep all day without discomfort, he felt his qi was blocked, and his waist and legs were numb. After stretching, he opened his eyes and saw Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting around him, staring at him like wolves eyeing a lamb.
Mei Qing couldn’t help but shiver and said with difficulty: “Elder Shi, Elder Zhang, Master Ku, I… wasn’t trying to be lazy…”
“What are you saying!” Zhang Shisan interrupted him: “No more ‘Elder’ this or that. Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing stammered: “I still need to think about this…”
“No need to think,” Shi Mengzhu said with a smile: “We’ve already decided. You’ll be a disciple to both of them. From now on, as a disciple, you’ll serve your two masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned: “What about my wife…”
Zhang Shisan said: “What wife? If she dares to tell you to abandon your master, she’s an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust woman. Just divorce her!”
Mei Qing protested: “What does this have to do with loyalty, filial piety, kindness, or justice? Besides, we love each other deeply. How can I divorce her?”
Master Ku clasped his hands and said: “From love comes worry, from love comes fear; if one is free from love, there is neither worry nor fear…”
“You monks can be free from worry and fear, but I don’t care… Wait, Master Ku, you can speak now?” Mei Qing was shocked.
No matter how unwilling Mei Qing was, the three elders were determined to force him into submission. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t entirely opposed to becoming a disciple. After putting on a show of unyielding courage, his resolve quickly crumbled when Zhang Shisan demonstrated a few second-grade talismans.
After drinking the tea, performing the rituals, and paying respects to the ancestral tablets, Mei Qing officially became Zhang Shisan’s disciple. To his surprise, Zhang Shisan was indeed a descendant of the Celestial Masters, though Mei Qing couldn’t tell if he held any significant position within the sect.
Master Ku’s process was much simpler. Since Mei Qing couldn’t take monastic vows, Master Ku merely placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head, recited an unclear scripture, and asked a few questions. Mei Qing nodded to everything, and thus, he became a disciple.
After the ceremony, the two masters sat high above, while Mei Qing stood below with his hands at his sides, inwardly lamenting how quickly his status had changed from equal to subordinate.
Zhang Shisan reached into his robe and said with a squint: “Mei Qing, now that you’re my disciple, I don’t have much to give you as a gift—”
Here it comes! Mei Qing perked up. Given Zhang Shisan’s prestigious background and years of experience, his wealth must be considerable. Especially with both masters present, there was bound to be some competition to outdo each other with gifts. This was his chance to strike it rich!
Mei Qing’s eyes were glued to Zhang Shisan’s hand as he pulled out a few items and said slowly: “These are essential tools for your talisman practice. It’s our sect’s tradition for the master to provide these to new disciples…”
A small jade inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Master, other disciples receive treasures and elixirs from their masters. What is this? The paper isn’t even properly pressed, the cinnabar ink isn’t ground enough, the brush is used, and this inkstone—” Mei Qing picked up the small jade inkstone and said: “I have high-quality inkstones at home. Who uses jade for an inkstone? Only amateurs do that. And this jade doesn’t even look like good quality…”
Before he could finish, he felt a slap on the back of his head. Zhang Shisan said angrily: “You brat! How dare you criticize your master’s gifts? Treasures and elixirs? Do you think treasures grow on trees? When an elder gives you something, you accept it graciously. Now take these and be grateful!”
Mei Qing muttered a few words but, seeing Zhang Shisan’s glare, reluctantly accepted the items. Zhang Shisan glared again: “You haven’t thanked me yet!”
Mei Qing had no choice but to thank Zhang Shisan for the gifts. Then he turned to Master Ku and said: “Master, what about you—”
Master Ku smiled and said: “Mei Qing, today you enter my school, and I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word?” Mei Qing asked, puzzled.
“That word is—’emptiness’!” Master Ku said solemnly: “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you for a lifetime…”
Mei Qing turned and walked away.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded: “You haven’t thanked me yet.”
“If everything is empty, then gratitude is also empty. Why bother?” Mei Qing argued.
All things are empty, all matters are empty. But when it came to teaching, the two masters were anything but empty.
In fact, they were quite thorough.
Zhang Shisan stuck to his philosophy of building a strong foundation, requiring Mei Qing to practice the most basic first-grade talismans—two hundred of each, to be completed in one day.
“This… Master… isn’t this too much?” Mei Qing was about to protest but quickly changed his tone, remembering his new status.
“Too much? Didn’t you just say yesterday that this method was good? Stop complaining and get to work!” Zhang Shisan, shedding his usual laziness, scolded sternly.
“Fine… I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Though Mei Qing was afraid of the effort, he knew Zhang Shisan’s teaching was the right path. He focused, ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began drawing the talismans meticulously.
Metal, wood, water, fire… Wait, could the five-element talismans be combined like that composite talisman?
Mei Qing suddenly had this idea and stopped his brush to explain it to Zhang Shisan.
“Try it and see,” Zhang Shisan said with a chuckle.
“What’s wrong? The lineage of the Dao, how can it be merged into one?” Zhang Shisan said angrily.
Shi Mengzhu shook his head repeatedly: “You’re confusing the lineage of the Dao with the methods of the Dao. Let me ask you, in the past, Lu Jingxiu was known as a disciple of the Three Caverns. The Celestial Masters, Shangqing, and Lingbao sects never rejected him because of that. Confucius once sought the Dao from Laozi; Laozi even wrote the *Huahu Jing*. Even the most sage figures had no sectarian biases, so why is it that in your view, learning from another sect’s methods is considered a grave offense?”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily speechless but still shook his head repeatedly.
Shi Mengzhu continued: “The lineage of the Dao is not the same as the methods of the Dao. When it comes to techniques, even within a single sect, there are differences. The lineage of the Dao is passed down through spirit; as long as the Dao is in one’s heart, the lineage is preserved.”
Shi Mengzhu glanced at the sleeping Mei Qing and smiled: “From what I can see, Mei Qing’s performance over the past two days must have greatly surprised both of you. Besides his exceptional talent and keen insight, he has also displayed many things beyond your expectations. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so worked up. But have you two considered that since he is such a unique talent, how can he be limited to the knowledge of just one sect? Teaching him alone would only constrain and restrict him. In my opinion, you two should simply pass on the lineage of the Dao to him. As for how he refines and integrates it, let him figure it out on his own. Perhaps he will open up a new realm, and your lineages will flourish even more.”
Zhang Shisan was deeply moved by this, and Master Ku also looked up at Shi Mengzhu, seemingly pondering something.
Shi Mengzhu chuckled: “Even if it doesn’t work out, in the future, he can choose disciples to pass on your respective lineages, so there’s no harm done. Master Ku, perhaps you’re worried that taking him as a lay disciple might make it difficult to pass on profound methods. But I see that Mei Qing has a strong sense of independence; he’s not the type to be spoon-fed. What you two need to do is guide him at key moments with your experience and insight, rather than imposing too many preconceived lessons on him. A teacher’s role is to impart the Dao, teach skills, and resolve doubts—not to micromanage every step.”
Master Ku, upon hearing this, suddenly smiled, assuming a meditative posture and sitting still. Zhang Shisan also nodded and laughed: “You old scholar, your silver tongue is as smooth as ever. Well, I have to admit, there’s some truth to what you’re saying. Heh, even this old bald guy seems to have let go of some of his entanglements after your words. That’s not a bad thing.”
Master Ku’s meditation was brief, lasting only a moment before he opened his eyes, smiled, and clasped his hands together: “Brother Shi, thank you for your guidance.”
“Wait… you can talk now?” Before Shi Mengzhu could respond, Zhang Shisan jumped up in surprise.
“A monk is also a human. Why shouldn’t I be able to speak?” Master Ku smiled. “Today is different from yesterday. Heh, I understand now.”
“You understand? Haha, good, that’s good. Usually, you practice a vow of silence, pretending not to speak and only communicating through telepathy, which always seemed exhausting to me. Now that we’ve settled this, let’s make it clear: Mei Qing is my formal disciple and your lay disciple. Don’t try to take him from me,” Zhang Shisan said sternly.
Master Ku waved his sleeve indifferently: “Formal or lay, what’s the difference? If you say so, then so be it.”
Zhang Shisan was momentarily taken aback by Master Ku’s sudden detachment, then smiled wryly: “So you really have let go. Hmph. I have to admit, your Buddhist ways do have some unique merits.”
Mei Qing slept until evening before waking up. Unlike Zhang Shisan and Master Ku, who could sit and sleep without discomfort, he found his energy blocked and his legs numb after a day of sitting. After stretching, he opened his eyes and saw Shi Mengzhu, Zhang Shisan, and Master Ku sitting around him, staring at him like wolves eyeing a lamb.
Mei Qing couldn’t help but shiver and said with difficulty: “Elder Shi, Elder Zhang, Master Ku, I… wasn’t trying to be lazy…”
“What are you talking about!” Zhang Shisan interrupted. “No more ‘Elder’ this or ‘Elder’ that. Call me Master!”
Master Ku also nodded in agreement.
Mei Qing stammered: “I was thinking…”
“No need to think,” Shi Mengzhu said with a smile. “We’ve already decided. You’ll be a disciple to both of them. From now on, as a disciple, you’ll serve your two masters well.”
Mei Qing frowned: “What about my wife…”
Zhang Shisan cut him off: “What wife? If she dares to tell you to abandon your master, she’s an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and unjust woman. Just divorce her!”
Mei Qing protested: “What does this have to do with loyalty, filial piety, kindness, or justice? Besides, we love each other deeply. How could I divorce her?”
Master Ku clasped his hands and said: “From love comes worry, from love comes fear; if one is free from love, there is neither worry nor fear…”
“You monks can be free from worry and fear, but I don’t care… Wait, Master Ku, you can talk now?” Mei Qing was shocked.
No matter how reluctant Mei Qing was, the three elders were determined to force him into submission. Fortunately, Mei Qing wasn’t entirely opposed to becoming a disciple, so after putting on a show of defiance, his resolve quickly crumbled when Zhang Shisan demonstrated a few second-grade talismans.
After drinking the tea, performing the rituals, and paying respects to the sect’s deities and ancestors, Mei Qing officially became Zhang Shisan’s disciple. To his surprise, Zhang Shisan was indeed a descendant of the Celestial Masters sect, though Mei Qing couldn’t tell if he held any significant position within it.
Master Ku’s process was much simpler. Since Mei Qing couldn’t take monastic vows, Master Ku simply placed his hand on Mei Qing’s head, recited an unclear scripture, and asked a few questions. Mei Qing nodded along, and just like that, he became a disciple.
After the ceremony, the two masters sat high above, while Mei Qing stood respectfully below, silently lamenting how quickly his status had changed and how it affected his treatment.
Zhang Shisan reached into his robe and said with a squint: “Mei Qing, now that you’re my disciple, I don’t have much to give you as a gift…”
Here it comes! Mei Qing perked up. Zhang Shisan came from a prestigious sect and had been around for years—his wealth must be considerable. Especially with both masters present, there was bound to be some competition to outdo each other with gifts. This was his chance to strike it rich!
Mei Qing’s eyes were glued to Zhang Shisan’s hand as he slowly pulled out a few items: “These are essential tools for your talisman practice. It’s our sect’s tradition to provide these to new disciples…”
A small jade inkstone, a wolf-hair brush, a stack of yellow talisman paper, and a small piece of cinnabar ink. Mei Qing rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Master, other disciples receive treasures and elixirs when they join. What is this? The paper isn’t even properly pressed, the cinnabar ink isn’t ground enough, the brush is used, and this inkstone…” Mei Qing picked up the small jade inkstone. “I have high-quality inkstones at home. Who uses jade for an inkstone? Only amateurs do that. And this jade doesn’t even look like good quality…”
Before he could finish, he felt a sharp smack on the back of his head. Zhang Shisan glared at him: “You brat! How dare you criticize your master’s gifts? Treasures and elixirs? Do you think treasures grow on trees? When an elder gives you something, you accept it without complaint. Now take it!”
Mei Qing muttered a few words but, seeing Zhang Shisan’s glare, reluctantly accepted the items. Zhang Shisan glared again: “You haven’t thanked me yet!”
Mei Qing had no choice but to thank Zhang Shisan for the gifts, then turned to Master Ku: “Master, what about you…”
Master Ku smiled and said: “Mei Qing, today you enter my sect, and I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word?” Mei Qing asked, puzzled.
“That word is—’emptiness’!” Master Ku said solemnly. “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you for a lifetime…”
Mei Qing turned and walked away.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded. “You haven’t thanked me yet.”
“If all things are empty, then gratitude is also empty. Why bother thanking?” Mei Qing argued.
All things may be empty, but when it came to teaching, the two masters were anything but empty.
In fact, they were quite thorough.
Zhang Shisan stuck to his philosophy of building a strong foundation, requiring Mei Qing to practice the most basic first-grade talismans—two hundred of each, to be completed in one day.
“This… Master… isn’t this a bit much?” Mei Qing was about to protest but quickly changed his tone, remembering his new status.
“Too much? Didn’t you just say yesterday that this method was good? Stop complaining and get to work!” Zhang Shisan, usually lazy, now spoke with stern authority.
“Fine… I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Though Mei Qing was tired, he knew Zhang Shisan’s teachings were sound, so he focused, ground the ink, picked up the brush, and began drawing the talismans meticulously.
Metal, wood, water, fire… Wait, could the five-element talismans be combined like that composite talisman, with two elements on one sheet?
Mei Qing suddenly had this idea and stopped his brush to share it with Zhang Shisan.
“Try it and see,” Zhang Shisan said with a sly smile.
Mei Qing mumbled a few words, but seeing Zhang Shisan glaring again as if he were about to hit him, he had no choice but to reluctantly accept the items. Zhang Shisan glared again and said, “You haven’t thanked your master yet!”
Mei Qing had to thank Zhang Shisan for the gift, then stood up and turned to Master Ku, saying, “Master, what about this—”
Master Ku smiled slightly and said to Mei Qing, “Today, you have officially become my disciple. I have one word to give you as a gift.”
“Oh? What word is that?” Mei Qing asked in confusion.
“That word is—’emptiness’!” Master Ku said solemnly, “All things are empty, all matters are empty. This one word will benefit you throughout your life…”
Mei Qing turned to leave immediately.
“Come back!” Master Ku scolded, “You haven’t thanked your master yet.”
“If all things are empty and all matters are empty, then thanking you is also empty. Why should I bother?” Mei Qing argued confidently.
“All things are empty, all matters are empty.” Fortunately, both masters were very serious about teaching their apprentice.
Not only were they not empty, but they were extremely thorough.
Zhang Shisan indeed followed through with his idea of laying a solid foundation, requiring Mei Qing to draw two hundred copies of each of the basic first-grade talismans, demanding he finish them in one day.
“This… Master… this is too much…” Mei Qing was about to protest, but suddenly remembered the difference in their status and quickly changed his tone to a sorrowful sigh.
“Too much? Didn’t you understand yesterday that this method was good? Less talk, get drawing!” Zhang Shisan, no longer his usual lazy self, sternly ordered.
“Fine… I’ll draw, I’ll draw, I’ll draw and draw!” Although Mei Qing was a bit afraid of the hard work, he also knew that Zhang Shisan was teaching him the right way, so he calmed himself down, ground the ink, grabbed the brush, and started drawing talismans with great care.
Metal, wood, water, fire… Hmm, could these five elemental talismans also be drawn in pairs on a single talisman, just like that composite talisman?
Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to Mei Qing’s mind. He immediately stopped drawing and explained his idea to Zhang Shisan beside him.
“You’ll find out if you try,” Zhang Shisan chuckled with a grin.
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