Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 245

[Chapter 242 I Have Thirty-Six Great Confucian Disciples?]

Wanren Mountain.

Looking at the newly sent “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”, Han Qingzhu nodded with satisfaction.

That’s right, this Ma Chao wrote very neatly!

Maybe there will be a Meng Qiying soon.

If there is no accident, the role of this phantom of the god will be “pursuing fiercely”.

Han Qingzhu shook the manuscript on his hands, handed it to Xiao Qi, and ordered: “Copy it immediately and send it to the whole army!”

Xiao Qi took the manuscript, said yes, and hurried out.

Han Qingzhu’s face suddenly became serious, and he tapped the table with his hands.

“Tianyusu! Dongcang City!” ”   I

don’t know if it will help those boys!”   At this moment, Chen Luo looked at the more than 30 people in front of him who were full of lifelessness, and almost spit out blood up.   This is the good “seedling” that the military minister said in the letter?   Am I misunderstanding what Miaozi means?   Shouldn’t Miaozi be that young, lively, and vigorous?   What a group of old grandpas!   The one on the left, the wrinkles on your face have covered your eyes.   The one on the right, can you stand up by yourself? I need someone to help you out!   Chen Luo looked at the school lieutenant in charge of the transportation with a suspicious look.   The school lieutenant also smiled awkwardly: “Master Hou, the soldier asked me to tell you that these are all good seedlings, and they must be cultivated well.”   Cultivation?   I admit it, okay?   Soldiers, what on earth do you mean!

Just when Chen Luo was speechless, one of the old men who seemed to be the leader stood up and saluted Chen Luo: “Master, I don’t intend to

bother you, but the military orders are hard to follow.” I’ll just arrange an empty house and deliver food and water on a regular basis, I’ll wait… time is running out.”

“After seven days, if no one comes out of the house while I’m waiting, please ask Lord Hou to send someone to collect the body for me.”

Chen Luo was startled and froze in place.

Afterwards, the others tried their best to salute Chen Luo standardly, and the old man who seemed unable to stand finally stood up. Only then did Chen Luo notice that his left foot was a bit shorter than his right foot!

Chen Luo came back to his senses, quickly returned the salute, and said: “You elders are joking, you are the guests sent by the military minister to Dongcang City, how can Chen Luo treat you slowly!”

The leading old man smiled lightly and did not answer. After passing by the steward of the City Lord’s Mansion, he ordered, “Arrange a room for each of you gentlemen…”

At this moment, Yun Siyao’s voice suddenly sounded in Chen Luo’s ears.

“According to what they said.”

Chen Luo was puzzled for a moment, but changed his words: “Arrange a spacious and big room, and deliver food and drinking water every day. Don’t disturb.”

The manager nodded, and the leader again He handed over his hands to say thanks, so you supported me in twos and threes, and I pestered you, and left with the steward.   Seeing everyone leaving, the school captain took out a jade

slip from his pocket and handed it to Chen Luo: “Master Hou, these are the identity materials of those old gentlemen, please have a look.”

Penetrating in, just one glance, the whole person is as if struck by lightning.

“Xiang Jixuan, a person from Wufeng in Qingzhou, a Taoist master, is eighty-four years old. He has guarded Wanren Mountain for forty-six years. There have been one hundred and thirty-two battles in history. There are ninety-six barbarian heads of the same level in the army tent ”

Tang Junhao, a native of Qining, Luozhou, a Taoist teacher, 73 years old, guarding Sui’an City for 33 years, 103 major battles in history, 6 rounds of Ce Xun, a mighty captain with accumulated merits.”

“Jin Anran, a native of Boning, Yuezhou, a master of the preaching realm, aged 68, fought nine times out of Yumen Pass, and suffered serious injuries and scars in one hundred and sixteen places.”

“Zhai Tianxing, a native of Luo’an, Mangzhou, a master of the preaching realm, At the age of seventy-six, he pretended to be a barbarian bandit for nineteen years, and rescued 1,089 captives of Daxuan, and a hundred of them came out of the barbaric plain, but he survived alone.”

…

A total of thirty-six people, each of whom was a preacher Master Jing, each one is a veteran of many battles, and each one is a person who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

But he just felt the death aura in their body, he is very familiar with that death aura, and he also has that aura when he came out of the tomb of the living dead.

They are dying.

Han Qingzhu, what do you mean by sending these human backbones to Dongcang City!

Do you want me, Chen Luo, to send them to the end?

You Bingxiang Han couldn’t bear to see you off, so you thought I, Chen Luo, had a heart of stone?

At some point, Yun Siyao stood beside Chen Luo. She seemed to feel the turmoil in Chen Luo’s heart, and gently held Chen Luo’s hand: “Be at ease!” The

smooth and cold touch came from her hand, and Chen Luo Luo’s heart became quiet for no reason, he turned around and looked at Yun Siyao: “Sixth Senior Sister, what’s going

on

?

” On Wanren Mountain, a great Confucianist sighed, and a master who was following him asked suspiciously, “Teacher, what will the day and night be?

” Already ?”

The Confucianist glanced at the disciple in front of him, this disciple was talented, he was less than 40 years old, and he was already an enlightened master, so he never told him about the day-to-day meeting, so he slowly explained ——

“If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.”

“The meeting in the morning and evening is my last effort to study Confucianism.”

“Make an oath with the Dao of Heaven, in exchange for a short period of spiritual clarity, and exchange gains with like-minded people, in order to break through that barrier, from a Confucian scholar to a master, or from a master to a great Confucian!”

“This is the Chaoxihui.”

The disciple said. Hearing the danger, he asked, “What if the clarity of the mind and soul exchanged with the Dao of Heaven ends, and there is still no breakthrough?”

With his hands behind his back, the Confucian turned around and walked towards the military tent, just repeating faintly –

“Day and night, day and night, day and night I heard that it’s time to die in the evening!”

…

“So, the commander of the army wants to take advantage of the rain and millet in Dongcang City to stimulate them?” Chen Luo asked.

Yun Siyao nodded: “The success rate of the morning and evening meeting is too low. I have carefully observed those masters, and they have accumulated enough, but they have been fighting on the battlefield for too long, and their Confucianism has been damaged, and the killing intent has covered up the path of learning.”

“This group of people should be selected by Han Bingxiang.”

“However, although they are all at the peak of the Master Realm, they are only a short distance away from the Great Confucianism, but this distance is the end of the world.”

“In my opinion, they can really succeed . Yes, it’s only one or two people.”

“Little brother, don’t feel too uncomfortable, their lifespans have all reached, so their bodies are full of lifelessness. If they don’t break through the Great Confucianism, the person with the most vitality will live for half a month at most !”

Chen Luo’s mind flashed through the old man who had broken half of his leg and couldn’t stand up all the time, and recalled the scene of everyone saluting him, his nose was slightly sore.

“I… how can I… ask them to salute me!”

“Senior sister, is there a way to mobilize the opportunity of Tian Yusu in Dongcang City to help them?”

“They… are heroes!”

Looking at Chen Luo, she felt a little bit confused . With slightly red eyes, Yun Siyao was also moved. She raised her hand and touched the corners of Chen Luo’s eyes: “Tian Yusu’s chance is given by heaven, and we can’t control it.

” Great.”

Chen Luo was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

“Junior Brother, where are you going?”

“I am the Lord of Dongcang City, and I have good luck. I will go to them. Maybe this luck will help a little!”

Seeing Chen Luo’s back leaving her sight, Yun Si Haruka smiled lightly.

“Teacher, my younger brother is just like you, very gentle…”

…

“Brother, do you think Grandpa can succeed this time?” A Confucian scholar in his twenties looked anxiously at Dongfang in Suian City. , Ask the brother who is writing the copybook.

The serious-looking elder brother frowned slightly, and his writing hand paused slightly: “It’s useless to worry, just wait for the news.”

“Have you finished your homework today?”

The Confucian scholar was a little aggrieved: “I was thinking about my grandpa, and I had no intention of studying. Brother, tell me something.” The

elder brother nodded helplessly, “Grandpa will definitely succeed, be promoted to a great scholar, and increase his lifespan by another sixty years.” The

little Confucian scholar seemed relieved to hear what his elder brother said, “Yeah.” With a groan, I accidentally glanced at my brother’s post, and saw that it was densely written with “Kong Shengbless”, “Madao Gongcheng”, “Wuhou Shenwu”, “Grandpa Longevity”

…

Chen Luo pushed away At the gate of the hall, the thirty-six masters all looked over.

Chen Luo hurriedly bowed and said, “Seniors, just now Chen Luo was a little slow, and I’m here to apologize.”

Chen Luo stood up and said, “Can you give me a corner to listen to your discussions?

” The man smiled and said, “Master Hou, you are welcome. This is your place. Please feel free!”

Chen Luo nodded and walked into the hall. Immediately, everyone sensed that a wave of luck belonging to Dongcang followed Chen Luo entered this hall.

Everyone knew it well, and it was Qi Qi who saluted Chen Luo again and said “thank you”. Chen Luo turned sideways and did not dare to accept the gift, but found a corner and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Everyone saw Chen Luo’s attitude, so they ignored it and started discussing with each other.

…

one day.

two days.

three days.

Chen Luo stayed in the hall for three days, but for some reason, writing “Three Kingdoms” was a little smoother here, and he even wrote the sixty-fifth chapter “Ma Chao fought against Jiameng Pass, Liu Bei led Yizhou Mu by himself”.

But Chen Luo was not in the mood to care about these things, because in his eyes, the expressions on the faces of the masters began to fade.

According to Yun Siyao’s explanation, they must have agreed with Tiandao for a seven-day time limit.

The time limit of this morning and evening meeting is like the rising and setting of the sun. It rises at the beginning, and then starts to fall after reaching the peak. However, the peak does not necessarily appear in the middle of the day, but depends on the collision of the participants. depends.

Now, it is obvious that the peak of everyone’s writing and thinking collision has passed.

Logically, at this time, someone should break through!

But there was none at the scene.

Anxiety and sadness were revealed in Chen Luo’s eyes, which was seen by the leader.

Chen Luo already knew at this time that the other party was Mr. Xiang Jixuan who was ranked first in the jade slips.

Master Xiang smiled slightly at Chen Luo, walked up to Chen Luo, and saluted.

Chen Luo quickly got up to return the salute.   Xiang Fuzi said with a smile: “Master Hou, why do this? I’m just a man

with a crippled body, trying to take a chance.”

Aging, sluggish thinking, and lack of righteousness, you can’t get it. If you go to the battlefield, you will be a drag on the human race and a target for the barbarians.”

“Now I’m lucky, I can die on the road of seeking, and I’m satisfied.”

Mr. Xiang nodded: “That’s right. If I die in seven days, and I’m going to bother the Marquis to bury us together, I’ll erect a monument and engrave it on the road to die. , It’s not in vain for me to be a Confucian gentleman.”

“Yes, yes!” At this moment, the other masters laughed.

“This old man has killed hundreds of barbarians, that’s enough!”

“My son has the talent of a great Confucian, so I have no regrets.”

“Huh, this old man has sixteen grandsons, all of whom are scholars. What can you do with me?” Comparable!”

At this time, one by one, the old men with old faces were full of joy, talking about their respective brilliance.

Chen Luo looked at them, but couldn’t laugh at all. He thought over and over in his mind about the conversations he had heard these days, looking for anything that could help them.

In fact, the so-called morning and evening meeting is to discuss the way of scholarship.

To put it bluntly, how to learn?

Don’t think this is just talk, according to Yun Siyao’s words, this is the outline of the holy way.

If you don’t understand this, at least you will read dead books, and you will fall into a rut and cannot extricate yourself;

These old masters are too murderous and blinded the way forward.

To use Yun Siyao’s metaphor, their mountains of books and learning are covered by a fog of blood, and they don’t know how to go on. When they look back, the way they came was also covered in fog of blood, and they can’t find their way back.

They are trapped in the current state, they can neither review the past to learn the new, nor can they be reborn from the ashes, they are stuck in this far away world.

“How to study? How to study?” Chen Luo suddenly moved, “Why am I so stupid, I only thought of it now.”

“I don’t know if it will inspire them!”

“Whatever, just try it.”

Chen Luo was certain, coughed dryly, bowed to salute, and raised his voice: “Masters!”

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Chen Luo again.

Chen Luo got up, and said calmly: “Although I’m not a Confucianist, I have some experience in reading. I have benefited a lot from listening to you discussing Taoism these days. I have a little opinion. I want to speak out and ask you for advice.”

Xiang Jixuan Haha laughed: “I have long heard that Master Hou is a talented person. Although he is not a Confucianist, he is better than countless Confucianists. Xiang listens to Master Hou’s advice.”

Others also nodded and said: “Master Hou, please tell me. ”

Chen Luo cleared his throat, walked to the center of the hall, and said—

“Under the holy way, Confucianism has three realms: Confucian scholar, master, and great Confucianism.

” ”

Xiang Jixuan nodded slightly: ”   May I ask which three realms it is!”

Chen Luo smiled; “The first realm corresponds to the Confucian realm.” All the

way to the end of the world’.”

The eyes of all the masters lit up, and Xiang Jixuan said: “This is the work of Yuan Xiangong. When Lord Hou reads this poem, I feel a little bit in my heart, but I don’t know if I don’t.”

Chen Luo stretched out his hand: ” Mr. Xiang, please tell me.”

Xiang Jixuan said: “The first state mentioned by Lord Hou corresponds to Confucian scholars. It should be to be willing to endure loneliness and set up ambitions.”

“Reading is not an easy task. Last night the west wind withered green There is no one to accompany you, and you can only go up the tall building alone. The sky is far away, but you have to climb up to see the end, and understand why you study!”

Chen Luo nodded: “Master Xiang has a good idea! All the way forward, there is a goal And the Confucianist state, reading extensively, accumulating a lot of books, is to confirm one’s ambition in the books.”

All the masters nodded one after another, and one master asked: “Master Hou, what about the second realm? But it corresponds to my master. territory?”

Chen Luo   smiled slightly: “That’s right. This second realm corresponds to the master’s realm. I will use my old brother Liu’s words.

”

After reading, all the masters frowned and pondered, and finally murmured this sentence.

“That’s right, that’s right. When the master was in the realm, he established the way in his heart and pursued it hard. Even though it was all kinds of hardships, he never regretted it.”

A master agreed: “Yes, The so-called “what you get on paper will eventually become shallow, and you must practice it when you know it.” The goal set by the Confucian scholar must be practiced in the master’s realm.”

Chen Luo nodded and said: “The road ahead is unmatched by anyone . Everything is going smoothly, and we will definitely pay the price for it. But we are content with it, and we have never regretted it.”

“I have a good heart, and I have never regretted it even though I died a few times!” Xiang Jixuan nodded, and walked halfway towards Chen Luo Li, “Thank you, Lord Hou, for your advice!”

Everyone also saluted, and said, “Thank you, Lord Hou, for your advice.”

Chen Luo turned sideways to avoid it again, and continued, “The third realm naturally corresponds to great Confucianism.”

“My understanding , It’s still a poem.”

“Looking back suddenly, the man is there, in a dimly lit place.” As soon as

Chen Luo’s words fell, the audience fell silent.

Reading, after reading, is it suddenly looking back?

Is the truth we are pursuing so hard already behind us?

Then what is the meaning of our busy life?

At this moment, pairs of confused eyes looked at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo let out a long breath.

“In my opinion, Confucian scholars and masters have always been superimposed. Confucian scholars accumulate knowledge, and masters hone their perseverance. But at this point, it is time to let go.”

“Dongfeng Ye Fanghua Qianshu, BMW Carved cars are fragrant all over the road; there are moths and snow willows with golden strands, and laughter is full of fragrance. These are not our pursuits.”

“The so-called ‘scattered flowers gradually become charming eyes’, the more it is at this time, the more it will stop.”

“Even if you look for him thousands of times in the crowd, you still can’t see the target.”

“Put down all these brilliance , leave the bustling street.”

“At this time, we can find our direction in the dimly lit place.”

“If the Confucian scholars were looking at Tianya Road.”

“Then at this time, we are standing at the end of Tianya Road. Looking back at the West Tower!”

“Don’t forget the original intention, move forward with your head held high.”

“Go to the front of the Tianya Road that you can’t see from the West Tower, and take a look again to see what is ahead!”

Xiang Jixuan gently Said: “The front is the Long Bridge of Seeking…” As soon as

the words fell, a cloud of blood mist appeared on the top of Xiang Jixuan’s head out of thin air. sky.

City Lord’s Mansion.

Yun Si looked at the majestic righteousness soaring into the sky like a blue beam of light, and a phantom of a white crane flew around the beam until the blue beam of light smudged into a blue sky in the sky. Then draw righteousness to Bixiao’! This is the sign of breaking through the Great Confucianism!”

Before Yun Siyao finished speaking, another beam of righteousness shot up into the sky

…

At this time, in the hall of the Morning and Night Meeting.

Xiang Jixuan became younger visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned into a handsome middle-aged man with vicissitudes. He bowed deeply to Chen Luo: “Thank you, Master Chen, for your guidance. The grace of prolonging life.”

Chen Luo was shocked, and just about to say something, the other master also opened his eyes suddenly, and the righteousness on his body broke through the blood fog above his head.

The second Great Confucian!

But this is just the beginning.

Soon, third, fourth, fifth!

…

Eighth, ninth, tenth!

…

the thirteenth, the fourteenth, the fifteenth!

…

Everyone in Dongcang City stopped their work and looked up at the space.

The pillars of righteous light rushed out like mushrooms after a spring rain.

Phantoms of white cranes hovered in the sky, and then fell into the bellies of pregnant women.

Qin Dangguo ran out from the political affairs hall and shouted: “White Crane Sends a Child! This is a vision of White Crane Sending a   Child!”   ”

Record it all for me! Record it!” Cang Daxing! Dongcang Daxing!”   …   In the hall, the thirty-six old masters have become thirty-six famous scholars.   Everyone surrounded Chen Luo and performed the ritual of half-master, this time Chen Luo couldn’t avoid it!   Hey, this time, there are thirty-six more Confucian disciples.   Each is a killer!   Wang Guowei, thank you!   　I couldn’t hold it anymore as I was writing, so I finished writing and sent it together.   　　………………   　　Let’s not talk about the monthly pass, shame on the family~   　　Rui Sibai! !   (end of this chapter)