Zhao Xun recited five frontier fortress poems in one breath, looked contemptuously at Zhang Yu who had just provoked him, and said three words: "Is that enough?"
Zhao Xun's words made Zhang Yu so angry that he vomited blood, but he couldn't show himself too ferocious in front of others, otherwise his persona of a handsome young master would completely collapse.
He could only swallow his anger and bow his hands to Zhao Xun: "Just now, it was Zhang's fault. I apologized to Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Xun nodded slightly: "It's okay, this is just a discussion of poetry."
Although Zhang Yu was still dissatisfied in his heart, he at least admitted his mistake and accepted the offer, so Zhao Xun did not need to hold on to him.
It's just that he recited five excellent frontier fortress poems in a row, which seemed to be a bit too hard. Although the slap in the face was very pleasant, the side effects were also obvious, that is, it attracted the attention of everyone present, and even made Li Jianye, the eldest son of Prince Qi, think , except for Zhao Xun, everyone here is trash.
Another point is also very important. Everyone's tastes have been cultivated. How can the poetry meeting continue?
Could it be turning into Zhao Xun's stand-up comedy convention?
Just when the situation was a little awkward, sand and rocks flew and wind and thunder broke out.
Then a sound like a loud bell sounded in everyone's ears.
"quiet!"
Everyone turned their heads to look for where the sound was coming from, but to no avail.
Zhao Xun couldn't help but be startled.
This voice was exactly the same as the one he heard in his dream a few days ago.
"I would like to ask a few questions on behalf of the mountain chief."
This voice was so majestic that it seemed to be pouring down from the sky, penetrating everyone's bodies and entering the depths of the sea of consciousness.
"The first question is, who can become a saint?"
Once this question was raised, everyone present was silent.
Not to mention that they have never thought about becoming a saint, even if they have thought about it, they dare not say anything about it.
If you are labeled as disrespectful to saints, you will never be able to stand upright for the rest of your life.
But Zhao Xun had no fear in his heart.
Because in the dream, this person had asked him similar questions. Although they were not the same, they were generally related.
"Therefore, a saint is one who is pure in heaven's principles, not in his ability. Therefore, even if he is an ordinary person, he can be a saint if he is willing to learn and make his mind pure in heaven's principles."
Zhao Xun replied without hesitation.
After a moment of silence, the majestic voice sounded again, asking: "Are you saying that the standard for becoming a saint is pure heaven?"
"Of course."
Zhao Xun nodded slightly in agreement.
"What is the law of heaven?"
"The law of nature is the core competitiveness."
Zhao Xun said that he would not stop until he was shocked. Since he had already made up his mind to become a blockbuster, he naturally would not hide it.
"What is a saint? The so-called saint is a person who has done well in a certain field. What is the law of heaven? The law of heaven is the core competitiveness. If a person can have core competitiveness, then he is likely to do well in a certain field. If you are outstanding, you may become a saint. So, in my opinion, everyone can become a saint."
Zhao Xun's words are groundbreaking.
Not only were everyone in the boat shocked, but even that majestic voice had not sounded for a long time.
After about a cup of tea, the voice sounded again.
"The second question is how to view good and evil."
Zhao Xun thought for a moment and replied: "There is no good and no disgust in the body. There are good and evil actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is observing things."
This time, without waiting for the other party to ask questions, Zhao Xun explained directly: "In my opinion, conscience is the essence of the heart. The so-called absence of good and evil means that the heart is not obscured by selfishness and material desires. When we think about problems, we will generate thoughts and put them into our minds. It is imposed on things, which produces good and evil. Those that conform to the laws of nature are good, and those that do not conform to the laws of nature are evil. Therefore, although there is no good or evil in conscience, it can involuntarily know good and evil. This is knowledge, and everything boils down to the end. It’s about knowing good and avoiding evil, and doing things according to conscience.”
If the first question Zhao Xun answered just now shocked everyone, this second answer completely convinced everyone.
The ethics of saints and the distinction between good and evil. Is there anything else that Zhao Mingyun cannot answer?
This guy is simply a monster.
"The third question is why people should continue to study."
"The truth of all things is not external to my heart, but it must be said that the truth of the world is limited. This is almost because the good knowledge of my heart is not enough, but I must look outside to the vastness of the world to supplement it."
Zhao Xun was completely familiar with the other party's routines and answered faster this time.
"In my opinion, the truth of all things lies in the heart. The reason why we have to study outside is because we don't have enough conscience in our hearts. Continuous learning is to make up for the lack of conscience in our hearts."
After Zhao Xun finished explaining, he raised his hands to the sky.
"I have answered the three questions. Are you satisfied?"
At this moment, a huge golden human shape suddenly appeared in the sky.
This humanoid has all four limbs and body, but is a faceless man.
His whole body exuded a golden light, which was very dazzling.
Everyone looked at it curiously, but after not staring for long, they all lowered their heads in pain.
It’s so dazzling!
Zhao Xun, however, stared at the people and elephants intently.
"Mingyun, stop staring, you'll go blind."
Luo Shaoyuan reminded from the side.
Zhao Xun didn't hear it at all. He was immersed in the strange atmosphere, and his body and mind were neither happy nor sad.
Golden light poured in instantly, and Zhao Xun's eyes were bright for a moment.
Then it spreads to all parts of the body.
This feeling is very strange, as if the whole body is being roasted on a fire.
But Zhao Xun couldn't feel any pain, only a slight heat.
Countless golden hairsprings were generated and attached to Zhao Xun's body. These golden hairsprings penetrated Zhao Xun's skin and muscles, and penetrated deep into the Qi orifices and sea of consciousness.
The gate of Haoran Academy appeared again in Zhao Xun's mind, the archway full of prohibitions appeared, and several statues of saints appeared.
Then golden characters poured into his sea of consciousness:
"The so-called sincerity means: don't deceive yourself. It's like hating a bad smell or liking sex. This is called being self-effacing. Therefore, a gentleman must be careful about his own actions..."
"The so-called self-cultivation is to rectify the mind. If the body is angry, it will not be rectified; if there is fear, it will not be rectified; if there is happiness, it will not be rectified; if it is worried, it will not be rectified... "
"A gentleman does not lose his respect for others, does not lose his appearance for others, and does not lose his words for others. Therefore, a gentleman's appearance is enough to be intimidating, his appearance is enough to scare him, and his words are enough to be trustworthy..."
"When joy, anger, sorrow, and joy have not yet arisen, we call them in the middle. When they arise, they are all in the middle, and we call them harmony. When harmony is achieved, where is the position of heaven, and where is the development of all things..."
"Do not do to others if you do not want to do it to yourself..."
"The way of heaven and earth can be summed up in one sentence: if things are not the same, their creatures will be unpredictable. The way of heaven and earth: broad, thick, high, bright, long, long..."
“Everyone can become a saint!”
This sentence burst out of Zhao Xun's mouth instinctively, and then Zhao Xun floated into the air, lifted higher and higher by the golden hairspring, heading straight towards the golden statue!
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