The small bridge flows over the water, the wind blows the willows, a furnace of fragrance is burned, and the music of the piano is played by the mountains.
Behind Rende Academy, there is a valley, where the great Confucian scholar Chuan lives, full of holy energy.
Early in the morning, Zhou Xuehai came with Yue Guan Shan and stood by the flowing water, listening to the music of the piano.
Sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, it may be the sky, the earth, the people, or individuals. This represents Zichuan's Confucianism and Taoism, conveyed with the sound of the piano.
Zhou Xuehai was fascinated by what he heard. He was very accomplished in piano and could already understand the principles and principles contained in Zichuan's music. Every time he heard it, it was a kind of communication, which benefited him a lot.
On the other hand, Yue Guan Shan didn't have those feelings, he just thought it sounded good and not bad. People who don't understand music cannot be expected to say how the piano sounds.
After the song ended, Zichuan picked up the feather fan beside him and shook it gently, then drank a cup of tea, feeling content and relaxed.
"Xuehai, why did you come here today?"
Zhou Xuehai bowed from a distance and said with a smile: "Master boasts that he can predict 70 or 89 things out of ten, so I might as well make a guess."
Yueguanshan also learned to bow by boat and sea.
"snort!"
The great Confucian scholar Zichuan said: "What a wicked disciple, he made fun of his master and convinced you to lose."
He looked at Yue Guan Shan and said, "You brought him here after only three days. Either he is too stupid for you to teach, or he is too smart for you to teach. You didn't realize it, but he is actually a genius."
"Evil disciple, are you convinced?"
Zhou Xuehai paid homage again: "Master is so witty that my disciple admires me, so I went back and copied the saint's sayings ten times."
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared and he was out of the valley in a blink of an eye, showing off his profound martial arts skills.
"If you want to slip away, do it ten more times."
The voice of Master Zichuan rang in his ears. Zhou Xuehai was depressed, but still didn't hide away. He sighed and went back to copy the saint's quotations, while gently slapping his mouth with his hand.
"For you to find trouble to provoke Master, aren't the profound lessons you learned before enough?"
The great scholar Zichuan said: "Boy, come and sit down and tell me what you have learned. Even Zhou Xuehai dare not teach you."
Yue Guan Shan came to the small bridge and sat down, "I learned a thousand-character essay, memorized the thirteen precepts of the academy, and initially comprehended thirty-two quotes from saints."
The great scholar Zichuan was also surprised and said: "Sure enough, the talent is extraordinary, with the ability of photographic memory and extraordinary understanding. If you can persevere, your future achievements will be limitless."
"What do you think after reading the quotes of the saints?"
"A person is in the best interest of the world, and a person who sees me is a person who sees the world."
"How to see the world?"
"Cultivation of one's moral character, harmonization of one's family, and governance of the country will serve the common people in the world."
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One question and one answer, time passed without realizing it, and the incense in the stove was burned out.
Zichuan nodded more than once and recognized Yueguan Mountain more and more. He added: "Sage Qiuzi has selflessly taught many quotations and writings to his disciples. All the disciples have read and mastered them, but no one can compare with Qiuzi." Achievements, do you know why?”
"I don't know, please teach me, Master."
Zichuan said: "Qiu Ziyan examines himself three times a day and reflects on himself many times a day. Have you done it?"
"Disciple is ashamed, no."
"This is the gap between Qiu Zi and his disciples. Qiu Zi can combine knowledge and action and do what he says, but his disciples cannot. Even if they can do it, the disciples are only below Qiu Zi and cannot surpass him. Qiu Zi pioneered Confucianism The leader of the Tao, but it is never the pinnacle. The pinnacle is always in innovation. In future generations and in the future, you must remember what I said today."
"Yes, disciples will be taught."
Zichuan continued: "Qiuzi traveled all over the world and traveled to seventy-two countries. There are traces of Kuji and Mu Dao. There are inheritances left behind. Many foreign realms also have their legends. They are praised by people. Do you know why?"
Yue Guan Shan pondered: "If you preach with benevolence, no one in the world will be dissatisfied."
"Every school of thought has its own spirit, and there are Taoists and Buddhas who contend with it. There are many who are not convinced. How can we convince everyone?"
"Xiao Zhi Yi?"
"What should you do if you encounter arrogant and unreasonable people who block your way and don't listen to your principles?"
"Master, please teach me."
Zichuan shook his feather fan and said, "Qiuzi loves to reason with others. If someone blocks the way and acts recklessly, he will have his own way to protect the way and sweep away everything."
"Just like the city lord Qiu Baiyu, if I don't have the power to tie a chicken, he won't give me a piece of land because of my status as a great scholar."
"We not only need to be knowledgeable and convincing, but we also need to be able to protect the Tao and have martial arts skills to convince others."
Yue Guanshan said excitedly: "Master, please teach me."
In his early years, he went hunting in the mountains with the village team, and he understood the importance of martial arts for hunting. This was true for dealing with wild animals, let alone humans.
Moreover, he has long been coveted by Master's ability to capture objects in the air and Brother Zhou's ability to disappear in an instant.
Zichuan said: "I have a piece of the Confucian Heart Chapter, which is the highest mental method of my lineage. Now I will teach it to you. One thing you need to know is that martial arts cultivation never depends on the mental method, but on the individual. What your future achievements will be depends entirely on yourself. "
Yue Guan Shan replied: "Disciple, please remember this."
Zichuan nodded, this child's innocent heart has not been polished, so it's not bad. "Not far behind me, there is a cave called Shenru Cave. In the cave, there are most of my Confucian classics, as well as a collection of hundreds of schools of thought, as well as Taoist and Buddhist scriptures for reference. There are also many martial arts secrets and Shenru's mental methods. It's in it, go in and read it slowly, if you have any doubts, come and ask me again, go ahead."
It’s better to teach such an intelligent disciple by yourself than to let him learn on his own. It saves me the trouble and he, let him be.
After bidding farewell to Yueguan Mountain, I saw a cave not far away. On the cave was engraved the four characters "Shenru Dongtian".
"The Divine Confucian's Heart Chapter, The Divine Confucian's Cave in the Sky, could this Divine Confucian be the Master? Although I have only met the Master a few times, judging from his words and deeds, he really looks like a self-proclaimed Divine Confucian."
The name of the Confucian is great, but Zichuan is not someone who is arrogant. Yue Guanshan knows in his heart that this master is not simple.
Yueguan Mountain entered the cave sky, and there was light shining in the cave sky. He looked up and saw that it was coming from a bead.
Four more caves were opened in the cave. Looking at Yueguan Mountain one by one, the first one on the left is Confucian classics, with more than a hundred volumes. The second collection of Taoist and Buddhist scriptures contains about forty volumes. The third section contains about seventy volumes of various schools of thought, including Mohism, Nongjia, Yin-Yang, etc. The fourth martial arts secret book has more than thirty copies.
Next, Yueguanshan dived in. He spent half a month studying Confucian classics. When he encountered a puzzle, he often thought alone. Sometimes he could solve it, and sometimes he became more confused. He went to find Zichuan, who could always answer his questions in a few words.
Yue Guan Shan praised highly: "Master is worthy of the name of a divine Confucian."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Zichuan interrupted, but the playing of the piano became more lively and melodious.
In another ten days, Yue Guanshan finished reading the Taoist scriptures. Full of doubts, Zichuan solved 60-70% of the answers. The rest could only be solved by himself and communicated with Taoists and Buddhas.
"A few Jiazi, Qiuzi, Laojun, and Sakyamuni set the record of Jiazi in Dingzhou Mountain. Every Jiazi, the three religions gather and all the disciples discuss it. At that time, a hundred schools of thought contend, which is an academic exchange and a competition for martial arts supremacy. It should be calculated There are still about twelve years left, so don’t think about fighting for martial arts supremacy. It’s hard for you to achieve anything if you have average abilities. I’m more optimistic about you in academic exchanges.”
Jiazi Fengyunlu, hundreds of schools of thought, three religions gathered together, it is exciting to think about it. Yueguan Mountain dives into the cave of gods and Confucians again.
In another twelve days, Yue Guanshan finished reading more than seventy volumes of books from hundreds of schools of thought, either verifying them on his own or communicating with his master, Zichuan, and finding answers to doubts and confusions.
From then on, he had a little bit of writing in his mind, and he was no longer like Xiaobai, who didn't know everything he asked.
Zhou Xuehai sat opposite Zichuan, looking at the back of Yueguanshan who had just left. He was deeply shocked. He said in anguish, "Master, is this disciple stupid?"
"is a bit!"
"You lied to me. You said that my qualifications are rare in thousands of years and are not inferior to yours."
"That's a lie."
"I see you're lying to me now."
Zichuan Hengmei: "Huh? Say it again?"
"Farewell."
Zhou Xuehai jumped up like a rabbit and ran away immediately.
Successfully jump on the edge of danger.
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