In Haoran's house, an old man who was copying an article shook his hand slightly. The strength of his hand disappeared, and the pen tip slid across the white paper, leaving a large ink mark. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Youzhou: "Why did you choose to leave so early?"
Although the old man said he was curious, his hands were not slow. He quickly changed a piece of paper and continued to copy. It was written on it that the Grand Master of Youzhou ascended to the throne today.
However, while the old man was writing, a black stream of light appeared around him, shaking unsteadily. Following the hand holding the pen, it continued to gather on the paper, and finally formed the word "History".
The brilliance of this word is dim, but it cannot change. With a slight beat, it suddenly escapes into the void and heads towards Youzhou.
Also in Haoran Mansion, in an academy, an old woman who was lecturing suddenly raised her head, and the disciples sitting below her all showed surprise. This was the first time they saw the teacher's obvious emotional changes.
The next second, the old woman stretched out her white hands and waved them in the air. Among the surrounding books, there were various literary styles rolling around, turning into colorful silk threads, which gathered in the lady's hands. She stroked them gently with her five fingers, and the long threads gathered together, vaguely like mountains and rivers. The shadows are all compiled into the word "show" that exudes splendor.
The five fingers were loosened, the splendor was scattered, and the word "show" also followed the connection and soared into the sky.
The students below were still asking questions, but they saw the teacher from the Mohist classroom next to him walking out of the classroom. As he walked forward, various data appeared around him one by one, and there were constant beating and bouncing sounds coming from his body. From time to time, there were sounds of gears, wooden blocks falling, and even a few gold and iron parts being bounced off his face. In an instant, his face was sometimes dull and sometimes distorted, as if thousands of people were gathered on him.
But in the end, many fallen parts flew back one by one and got stuck with each other. Many pieces of information were gathered together. First, the word "Yan" was revealed and then turned into the word "Mo". As his eyes changed, the word "Xiu" followed the change. Disappeared and headed towards Youzhou.
As the two words left, subtle ripples appeared on the bodies of the two teachers, pulling the students around them into an illusion.
"One or two, they are both so noisy! You think so!"
Also in Haoran's house, a sloppy doctor who was drying medicine kept turning over the medicinal materials in front of him, but looked at the farmland not far away, and shouted to an old man inside who was bending down to observe the grain. The old man didn't care about the doctor. His words just kept recording the information about the plants in his hands, and drops of sweat slipped from his face and fell into the soil.
The earth's energy surged and the green seedlings swayed. Under the condensation of sweat, the two breaths turned into the word "Nong" and flowed along the earth's veins to Youzhou.
The doctor who had spoken before shook his head, raised the corners of his mouth, picked out a few poor quality medicinal materials, and placed them in another frame on the side. The moment the medicinal materials fell, the fragrance of the medicines overflowed and gathered into a "medical" The word "Nong" is left immediately after the word "Nong".
Of course, the word "Confucianism" is more common in Haoran Mansion. Although these words "Confucianism" have different breaths and different meanings, this word is like a huge framework that can carry a large number of different thoughts and accommodate all kinds of ideas. , finally gathered together and turned into a vast long river emitting various colors of light, rising up and away. …
One word after another came together, surrounding the Grand Master, making the aura on the Grand Master's body become more vast and surging. He looked at Milo, stretched out his hand, and each word fell into the world of things that Milo performed.
These words were intertwined and squeezed with each other before they fell to the ground. Before they fell completely, they exploded one after another, turning into large and small words. They were arranged in the air and combined with each other. The words became sentences, sentences became chapters, and the chapters were stacked into books. Come together to make sense.
In the end, it is principles, not words, that fall into the world.
The combination of principles and the human world leads to specific things.
For example, quartz, feldspar, clay, ore and other materials are mixed together and burned in the flames of the blast furnace, turning into various types of exquisite porcelain and ironware of various colors.
Iron tools flew into the air, split wood, beat each other, made parts, made weapons, and guarded the frontier; built textile machines to weave silk into silk; made cars and boats to connect various places; and made agricultural tools to increase agricultural production.
The combination of silk and some iron tools will create clothes and armor, strengthening border defense capabilities; vehicles and ships travel between states, driving the development of commerce; along with commerce, various technologies are exchanged throughout the country, and civilization is improved.
It can be said that various principles, combined with physical objects, make many things that were originally dull in Miaoyou become active. Just like a pool of stagnant water, various threads are compiled, and many instruments are used to start circulating.
Between flows, the size of the pool is constantly expanding, filling in more water.
Farm tools, ironware, porcelain, paper, silk, cars, boats, pavilions and other physical objects are constantly strengthening and improving in the process of change.
Scenes such as farming, studying, poetry gatherings, trade, dancing, sacrifices, armies, etc. are also changing with each passing day.
The changes in civilization have also led to changes in principles. Countless new principles have begun to spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain in Miaoyou!
These principles are intertwined and connected with each other, and finally converge into Milo's mind, stimulating the change of Milo's thoughts and the manifestation of his Dharma. In addition to the many original Dharma, a brand new one emerges again. Dharma.
The side of this Dharma image is like the common people of the world, and it is also like the gathering of infinite information. The robe on his body is covered with dense words, which are constructed into poems and songs, tunes and books, depicting mountains and rivers and humanities, calculating the world's values, recording historical changes, and outlining the Zhou Dynasty. star……
It is as if all civilizations are to be gathered into this aspect.
The most amazing thing is that with the formation of this side, the several Taixu illusion creatures that were remembered by Milo in the past have come to life again. Compared with the original beautification of Milo's memory, they seem to be really living now. In Milo's memory, there are joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows.
Their stagnant images have become more vivid. Although their essence is limited by Milo's memory and cannot be changed, they are more in line with the meaning of human beings than in the past.
And as they become more alive, traces of atmosphere gather into the sides, making them even more powerful.
In the end, many powers made Milo's profile more perfect, making his image more vast, directly covering all the phenomena in the world of Miaoyoujing.
Milo looked at his newly born profile and whispered softly: "What is the image of the common people?"
"The Prime Minister of the Common People? Is this the name you gave your Dharma Prime? That's not bad!"
The Grand Master looked at the side of Milo's reborn Dharma and admired softly.
