"Teacher, you're the dignified Dao Chief of the Dao Court. Did you come all the way to Jiangzhou just to get a taste of the Bone-Scraping Blade?
"Jiang Ping'an found this rather hard to accept.
The Unorthodox Monk said solemnly, "Who's the Dao Chief? I'm just an Unorthodox Monk from Spirit Mountain who doesn't observe the precepts. What does Spirit Mountain's improper conduct have to do with the Dao Court?"
Jiang Ping'an hardly knew what to say.
No wonder you managed to become Dao Chief.
Teacher Bu Ping really is too upright.
"Speaking of which, I am curious about something. Ping'an, is that doctor next door you?" the Unorthodox Monk asked curiously.
Jiang Ping'an frowned. "Why do you ask, Teacher? I thought everything was under your control."
The womanizing monk waved a hand. "You're just like my senior brother. You've stood high in the heavens for so long that arrogance has seeped into your bones. I've already explained this: I never controlled the situation at all. When I lay my plans across the world, what I sow are my seeds of the Extraordinary Way. Anyone in the world, including any living creature unwilling to remain ordinary, can take them without my permission. Whatever they achieve afterward is down to their own abilities. It has nothing to do with me."
Jiang Ping'an knew the latter half of the Dao Chief's words was false.
The more people walked the Extraordinary Way, the stronger Daoist Bufan would become.
Every tradition needed incense offerings from its believers.
Otherwise, Daoist Bu Ping would not have preferred rebellion over giving up the development of his Unjust Way.
But Daoist Bufan's level was indeed higher. He required neither agreement nor payment, giving freely to the world.
In Great Yu, a feudal dynasty, Daoist Bufan had already taken