Heavenly Martial Arts - 387

Following him into it, He Heng glanced at it. Behind the hall, there were rows of classics, neat and orderly, stretching for dozens of miles.

A rough estimate is that there are at least hundreds of billions of classics here.

Ling Changzhen stepped forward and said proudly: “This is the most fundamental place of my school, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. A total of 174.6 billion collected by my school for hundreds of thousands of years are collected here. Two hundred and thirty-four thousand seven hundred and six books are the most important foundation of our school.”

He Heng looked at these in surprise and nodded silently, extremely heavy and serious.

As a sect, the fundamental lies in the inheritance, so the true foundation of any sect in Datian has never been a variety of hidden powerhouses, magic weapons, or accumulated connections and influences, but classics.

An orthodoxy even if everyone is dead, but as long as the classics are still and passed on, the orthodoxy will still exist and never die.

Because Taoism is far from a narrow form of Zongmen, it is a kind of thought and culture.

The Han people on the earth have fallen several times, the Five Husbands, the Battle of Yashan, the entry of the Qing Dynasty, and the dimness of the Qing Dynasty for hundreds of years…they have been suffering again and again, but the Chinese orthodoxy has never perished, and finally once again stood in the forest of the world. , This is because the inheritance is not cut off.

The classics of the ancestors of the Yanhuang Emperor and the philosophers have been passed down from generation to generation. The Chinese culture and the Four Elephants have been integrated into the blood, no matter how many tribulations, they cannot be eliminated.

Absolute force can destroy a person’s body, but a kind of thought can be passed on forever, eternal and immortal.

Although the atomic bomb is powerful, it can only destroy a city, kill hundreds of thousands of people, and radiate for decades. But the Confucianism of Confucius and Mencius has lasted for thousands of years. How many scholars gave up their lives for justice? This figure is immeasurable.

No matter how strong a strong person is, it will be short-lived if he is not eternal, but his thoughts can be passed on forever. This is the reason for the existence of the Great Heavenly World.

Most of the more than 170 billion books in front of them are not tactics, but books on philosophy like the Analects of Confucius, Mencius, and various scientific theories that reveal the laws of heaven and earth.

However, these things are the most precious here.

The Tao Te Ching itself is not a peerless magic, but why is it regarded as a classic in many worlds, and it is far more important than the exercises of various schools?

Because it is a kind of thought, a kind of culture.

The cultivator’s is not supernatural powers and magical powers at all, but his own Taoism, which manifests itself as ideology and culture. A Taoist tradition is never a tactic, but a thought passed down from the ancestor.

If the thought is not extinguished, the orthodoxy will last forever.

In the first life of He Heng, due to countless turmoil, the Han people continued to merge with foreigners, and there was almost no Han who had a pure blood. But is Huaxia Orthodox dead? No.

Because the inheritance of a civilization is never just a superficial aspect of blood, but the ideology and culture of that nation.

This is also true in the big world.

Even if the Zhenwu Sect is completely destroyed, as long as the ideology and culture of the sect is still there, the Taoism will exist.

China has only five thousand years of history and only a billion people in its heyday. However, Zhenwu has been handed down for hundreds of thousands of years. I don’t know how many places the size of the earth is contained in the Dominion Land, and the number of people exceeds tens of billions.

With such a large population base, such a long history and culture, it is conceivable that its ideology and culture are huge and heavy, and the immortality of Taoism can be imagined.

These classics are the crystallization of thoughts deposited in hundreds of thousands of years of history. All of them are the gathering of wisdom of sages and represent the immortal inheritance of Taoism.

Seeing this, He Heng was silent for a short time, and he deeply felt his own insignificance, not only in his body and cultivation, but also in his mind and soul.

Compared with this endless wisdom and belief, how humble he is.

Silently bowed to those classics.

He worships the sages who have passed down this immortal ideology and culture, and the truth of the universe. Many of them are even inferior to him. Whether it is cultivation or wisdom, their thoughts and beliefs are worthy of respect.

It is with the hard work of generations and generations pursuing the long road ahead that this endless avenue is more and more likely to reach the end and get a glimpse of the true meaning of Tao.

Regardless of the size of the contribution, these people are respectable, and these books are immortal and eternal.

It is not their form, but the ideological connotation they contain, which belongs to Zhenwu culture alone.

This is a…civilization!

Looking at He Heng, Ling Changzhen was extremely plain and solemn. After a long period of silence, he said: “Every time I come here, I feel the heavy responsibility on my body. My true martial artist’s hall enshrines the great contributions that have been made in the past generations. Of sages, a total of one hundred seven thousand three hundred and twenty.”

Ling Changzhen gave a precise number.

Then he said: “In fact, for hundreds of thousands of years of Zhenwu, the number of sages that have emerged is more than these, and more of them are the unknown ancestors. It is because of their predecessors and successors that we can build an immortal heritage. As a master, What we have to bear is not only the rise and fall of the sect, but also the inheritance of this spirit and thought to be immortal! He Heng, do you understand?”

Ling Changzhen looked at He Heng with a deep dignity, waiting for his answer.

He Heng was silent, stepped forward to open a book of classics, and watched it carefully, never saying a word.

Ling Changzhen stood silently, not knowing how long he waited, without any anxiety.

He Heng read the book for a long time, until the end, he turned to look at Ling Changzhen, showing a slight smile.

What did they say in the end, no one knows.

Finally, Ling Changzhen recorded all the books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in a jade slip with great magic power, and gave it to He Heng.

The two returned to the hall outside.

Ling Changzhen ordered a few more words, and then at this moment, an old man walked in here.

To be able to walk into this hall when Ling Changzhen is in trouble, this person’s identity is naturally very high.

After looking carefully, this is an old man with a childlike face and hefare, a little rickety, holding a cane, walking very slowly, but with calmness and majesty.

When he saw him, He Heng was shocked in his heart. An intuition told him that the old man in front of him who looked half-footed in the coffin was a peerless and powerful man who was much stronger than Meng Wujiu. .

There was a panic in his heart. He Heng watched with cold eyes, only to see the old man walked straight forward, saluted Lingchangzhen, and glanced at him with the corner of his eye.