Milo traveled to and from various academies in Youzhou in his incarnation. Although this greatly shortened the time required, the consumption of energy skyrocketed. In addition, some monks from hundreds of schools believed that Milo did not respect their own academies. Making things difficult.
Milo, who knew he was wrong, naturally accepted them one by one, and relied on the principles of Taoism in his hands to win more and lose less. Over time, it aroused the competitiveness of many students, and they challenged Milo one after another.
As the number of challenges increased, Milo obtained more and more information, and the changes in the appearance of the people became more and more satisfactory. He knew the order of hundreds of schools of thought, the deeds of ancient people, and the words of sages at his fingertips, but he could get to the core in just a few words. The number of failures naturally decreases.
When Mi Luo reached the last academy, thirty-two students from all the colleges came on stage one after another. Except for the six rounds in which Mi Luo ruthlessly tied the game, there were only three games left where the genius of the academy withstood Mi Luo's pressure and maintained his position. Just undefeated.
"I remember a few months ago, this Taoist Milo was studying Taoism in the academy. He lost one and drew two in nine games. Now, he has nine draws and twenty-three wins in thirty-two games. He is really talented and far better than ordinary people. Unfortunately, This person specializes in immortality, and the people in the academy in front of him are just incarnations."
An old Confucian stood outside the academy, watching Milo gather his energy and thoughts, and sighed softly.
A beautiful female Confucian scholar beside him couldn't help but said: "How could he achieve such a level without the favor of the great master?"
When the young Confucian scholar who was traveling with him heard this, he nodded and said, "What the third sister said is true. This Milo is just relying on... eh..."
Before the man finished speaking, the old Confucian next to him raised his hand and hit his head three times with a wooden ruler. The female Confucian next to him also stretched out her palm under his gaze and received the blow three times.
"Has he ever concealed the way of the great master, and has Taoist Milo ever concealed it? You have also learned something from it. Why can't you connect with hundreds of schools of thought and learn from the past and the present like Milo did? It is necessary to admit that others are better than you. Is it so difficult?"
After the old Confucian finished speaking, he scolded again: "When you go back, you two will copy "Questioning Virtue" for me a hundred times!"
When the brother and sister heard the words, their expressions changed slightly. "Wende" is a classic written by Hanxia Confucian sages based on the characteristics of Hanxia. It is a required book for Confucian students to learn moral concepts. The book has thirty-seven volumes, three More than 12,000 words.
It doesn't look like much, but they know very well that the copying in the old Confucian's mouth refers to the meaning contained in copying "Wen De". Even if both of them are condensed with literary spirit, they can only copy ten thousand words per day. This is still a case of wholeheartedness. Down.
Therefore, it would take at least two years to copy "Wen De" a hundred times.
But the two of them did not dare to refute at all, and both bowed and said: "Yes!"
After the old Confucian finished speaking, he bowed to the void beside him and said, "The old man is not strict with his followers, which makes the Taoist priest laugh."
Milo's body, which was hidden at the side, revealed itself. He ignored the male and female Confucian scholars and just raised his hands to the old Confucian and said, "May I ask how Senior saw my traces?"
Milo was a little curious. His knowledge of hundreds of schools had been sublimated through debates and competitions. Now his aura was consistent with the surroundings, fluctuating with the order of humanity. Logically speaking, it should not be noticed by others.
The old Confucian just smiled and said: "What can God say? How can the four seasons move and all things come into being? What can Heaven say?"
Milo's expression changed slightly. This sentence originated from the words of the Confucian saint Confucius in the illusion of Taixu. It came from the conversation between Confucius and his disciple Zigong.
The original text is roughly:
Confucius said: "I don't want to talk anymore."
Zigong said, "If you don't speak, what else will we students have to say?"
Confucius said: "Why does the sky speak? The four seasons continue to move as usual, and all things grow as usual. What did the sky say?"
Here, Confucius used heaven to explain to his students that all laws and laws are silent and spontaneous, and they need to be discovered by their own observation.
If you continue to explore in depth, you can also get principles that inspire students to think in broader and deeper fields.
But what the old Confucian said at this moment was not literal. He actually pointed out Milo's problem at this moment.
As Wang Ximing said, although Milo has obtained the order of humanity, his cultivation has progressed too fast and is still a little short of the fire. Therefore, his breath inevitably has some artificial traces, but this is exactly the same as Milo's way of cultivation. conflicted.
The Tao of Milo is all-encompassing, its appearance is in the sky, and its operation should be like the sky. It is not stated, but it moves all things.
After understanding this, Milo's aura immediately changed slightly. The aura that was originally designed to fit the ups and downs of the human order around him became more casual. And it was precisely at this time, intentionally or unintentionally, that the aura became more in line with the changes around him, and it was difficult to change. fathom.
When the old Confucian saw this, he looked amazed, and then hesitantly said: "I just said a word, and you understood it. It is a pity that such a talent has never entered my holy path. However, my old friend is ascending Although I taught you your own ideas and gathered hundreds of schools of thought, I did not allow you to convert to the holy way. Instead, I deliberately helped you hide your foundation so that we could not detect the core of your foundation. So, what is hidden in you? "
Milo heard the words and pondered for a moment. He couldn't help but look at the two young Confucian scholars beside him. He was about to send a message to inform, but the old Confucian spoke first: "Keep your mouth shut!"
As the words fell, the humane order gathered, turning into invisible shackles to block the flow of information around them. At the same time, they cut off the possibility of the two of them speaking. They even followed the two people's literary temperament and blended into Wen Xin. Once someone forced them to speak, they could only Causes Wen Xin to tremble and cause backlash.
Milo then responded: "What can Heaven say? How can the four seasons move and all things come into being? What can Heaven say?"
Just like what the old Confucian said before, the two young Confucian scholars were furious, but the old Confucian's expression suddenly changed and he said softly: "I see! No wonder he wants to help you, but he is too old and meddlesome."
As he spoke, Old Confucian looked in the direction of Haoran Mansion and said angrily: "I was just wondering why those old guys were so kind-hearted all of a sudden and asked me to deliver things. It turns out they guessed your roots and deliberately watched my jokes! Maybe, I want to help you again?"
When he said the last sentence, the old Confucian's face became relieved. He took out two volumes of humane order from his arms. The young men and women next to him opened their eyes wide when they saw it, staring at one of the volumes, showing that they did not dare to An expression of confidence.
The old Confucian pointed to one of the books that gathered the essence of hundreds of schools of thought, and said: "This is the Tao of hundreds of schools of thought compiled by the Haoran Mansion's ritual wine and the hundreds of days of hard work by doctors, professors, and lecturers. There are many basic theories and core foundations of hundreds of schools of thought. They asked me to bring them to you, presumably in the hope that you can better understand the subtlety and solid foundation of the holy way."
Then, the old Confucian pointed to another volume that exuded an aura of order, which was obviously the original book: "This one is not as good as the previous one, but I have been compiling books in the past few years. If you are interested, you can also take a look at it. Second, this is my apology for talking too much before."
After saying this, the old Confucian did not wait for Milo's answer, saluted and left with his disciples.
After the old man left, Milo bowed down and saluted the two volumes of books in the direction where the old man left. The two young Confucian scholars may not have noticed, but Milo had clearly seen before that the old man's expression became a little stiff when he heard himself say "Heaven's Word", and his expression was a little exaggerated when he suddenly changed his face. There is no peace and naturalness that comes later.
Obviously, this old man is usually a very upright person and is not good at the unique skill of changing his face.
ps: The holy way in the article refers to the way of hundreds of sages.
Yi Qi’s Little Classroom: When I first wrote about the Holy Way, Yi Qi was adapted from Confucianism, which is also known as Shengjiao. The origin of the title Holy Religion is said to be from the prose "The Edict of Stopping Hundreds of Officials and Paying Tribute to the East Palace" written by Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty. .
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