Zhou Dagu passed through the crowd and saw Xu Dian sitting in front of the chaos stall at a glance: "Xu Dian, hurry up, take me home!"
"Brother Gu, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, take me home quickly!" Zhou Dagu touched his head and felt that his temples were swollen, as if something was about to push out.
He felt this way after he finished writing the Dafu poem last time.
He thought it was because he was too busy during that period, which caused his blood pressure to become high and his blood lipids to thicken!
Today, after Mingzhou Poetry, he realized that he must be sick, but it was not a physical illness, but something was wrong in the cultivation process.
He came into this world and has been running for life for nearly a month.
Although I am sure that I will follow the path of a literati, I really don’t know how to take the path of a literati and a Confucian scholar.
I thought it would be enough to just study and gain fame.
Now, Zhou Dagu discovered that what he had been thinking was wrong, and it was very wrong.
The practice of literati is really different from that of vulgar martial artists.
Xu Dian told himself that the night Leopard Head and he were in the same prison, they hit it off and slept together.
Leopard Head does not skimp on his own practice.
His way of cultivation is also quite mysterious. He accumulates Qi and blood while doing righteous things.
If you have enough Qi and blood and have no regrets in your heart, you can naturally advance.
Zhou Dagu felt that their practice method was very mysterious, but in this world there were Buddhists and Taoists, and he wrote poems and had visions, so he thought it was normal.
He had always felt that the cultivation of a scholar should be similar to that of a martial artist, but now he realized that he was off the mark.
You won't make yourself crazy, will you?
"Let's go!" A familiar voice sounded.
Zhou Dagu sat in the carriage and opened his eyes: "Master?"
Xu Dian heard him speak and did not argue. He had been in prison for more than three years.
Master Zhu only came here two years ago. The last time they met was in prison and they couldn't see his face clearly. It was normal that he didn't recognize Master Zhu.
Master Zhu took the riding whip from Xu Dian and whipped it on the donkey: "Go to my house!"
"Close your eyes and don't talk!" Master Zhu looked back at Zhou Dagu.
"Now to guide the talents in the body, Confucianism and Taoism are actually similar to martial arts. Warriors accumulate energy and blood, and Confucianists accumulate talents!"
“In the early days, Confucian scholars relied on poems, books, and scriptures to draw talent from the wisdom of their predecessors!”
"Qiao Xian Cheng is my classmate and senior brother. Knowing that I have some ability, he asked me to prepare the test papers. However, I can't enter the examination room without merit. I wanted to wait for your news at home."
"I was shocked when I saw the county school from a distance, and I knew something must have happened!"
Master Zhu showed a happy smile on his face: "I knew you had a lot of potential, but I didn't expect that you would be so talented in literature after a trip to Liangjie Mountain!"
Master Zhu stretched out his hand to straighten the messy hair on Zhou Dagu's face, and said with a somewhat distressed tone: "You are such a miserable child. Others think you are smart and a teacher!"
"Great changes are inseparable from great stimulation. The way you are now, you can write a poem about the state and a poem about the state."
"I don't know how much hardship I suffered in Liangjie Mountain!"
Zhou Dagu closed his eyes, Master Zhu pressed his hand, and a warm breath entered his body. The same breath immediately came to his inner orifice, and he greeted him happily.
Master Zhu was his enlightenment master, and this breath was exactly the enlightenment talent that Master Zhu originally left in his body.
The two warm talents came together, along his spine, and entered his brain.
This breath met the talent in his brain that made him ache.
Zhou Dagu felt the aura of pain and wanted to swallow up the enlightenment gifted by Master Zhu.
Enlightenment swirled in his brain, like a fish bait attracting all the smell of pain.
The pain in his head was slightly lessened, his five senses returned, he could sense the outside world again, and heard Master Zhu's words.
Zhou Dagu was quite touched. This was the third person in this world who was particularly nice to him for no reason.
The first one is Dad.
The second one is a girl.
The third one is the Master.
He is a man who cannot hide his grudges or his kindness.
Zhou Dagu wanted to open his mouth to speak.
Master Zhu saw it and said, "Don't say anything now. Do as I say and channel this talent first."
"Literati use their brains, and the final destination of talent is your brain. Look, there is a road between your brains. You let your talent circle in your mind and create a world with your talent!"
"From the center of the eyebrows, one inch is the bright hall!"
Zhou Dagu completely let go of his mind and allowed his enlightenment to lead the talents in his body to circle around, enter his mind, and pass through a strange place.
His sudden enlightenment should be the Mingtang mentioned by Master Zhu.
Master Zhu continued: "The bright hall is the place closest to God, and behind the bright hall is the bridal chamber!"
Talent comes in. The huge talent turns around in my mind and becomes small.
Master Zhu said: "The next step is very critical!"
"Only those who have passed the bridal chamber will enter the Zi Mansion. People are different from each other, and the Zi Mansion is also different!"
"Our children, after entering the country, will look for the calligraphy of famous calligraphers and borrow the meanings in the famous calligraphy to open the Purple Mansion. For Confucian scholars, the bigger the Purple Mansion, the bigger your Confucian Temple will be!"
"I didn't expect you to have such a poetic talent before, so I didn't think of telling you about what happened after entering the country. This was my teacher's negligence."
"You must remember to expand your Zifu as much as possible. The bigger the Confucian Temple is, the more difficult it will be for you to advance in the future, but your future will be broader."
"I once met a scholar of the fourth rank and the first realm. He is already forty years old and is still accumulating the realm of the Confucian Temple. But in terms of strength, ordinary scholars of the third rank and the second realm cannot beat him. I have confidence in your poetry. , I believe in the speed at which you accumulate talents, you can try your best to expand Zifu with your talents!"
"Don't worry about accumulating talents in the future."
"Besides, building a Confucian Temple requires you to visualize the palace. You have been in Xiangzhou, and the largest building you have seen is the county government office. It is not too late to consider building the Zifu Confucian Temple after you go to the state capital in a while! "
Zhou Dagu followed Master Zhu's guidance and came to Zifu with his enlightened talent.
He seemed to see a gate, which should be his Zifu.
The enlightened talents kept rushing against the gate of Zi Mansion, causing the gate to tremble.
Zhou Dagu was a little confused. He suddenly felt that the gate of his Zi Mansion was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Kai Mengcai attacked again, and the door of Zi Mansion made a loud noise.
"Bang! Bang!"
Master Zhu spoke anxiously, and the voice reached his ears: "No, I don't know why your Zifu gate is so strong. Is there something in your heart that you can't let go of, so you can't open the Zifu gate?"
"I'll try again. If I can't open the door of Zi Mansion, I will remove the talent from Kaimeng and use other methods to release the talent in your mind. Otherwise, if I don't knock you to death, I will strangle you to death!" Zhu Fuzi looked at him with a look on his face. Ugly.
At this moment, they are still on County Yazhong Street.
People were coming and going in the middle street, looking at Zhou Dagu, someone shouted.
"Look, what's going on in Zhou Da Mansion!"
"Could it be that I was overly punished for not doing well in the exam?"
"Oh, all the orifices are bleeding, it's over, it's such a hard life!"
"Impossible, this is Zhouda Mansion!"
Xu Dian anxiously pulled the donkey cart: "Let's go! Let's go quickly. Stop looking!"
On the donkey cart,
Master Zhu reached forward anxiously, ready to take Zhou Dagu's hand again.
Zhou Dagu opened his eyes and held his hand back: "Teacher, I have a way for me to try again!"
Master Zhu nodded heavily: "You have to think carefully and don't gamble with your own future!"
Zhou Dagu nodded, vomited a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and used his talent to come to the door of Zifu.
