"Ahem, Chu'er, let's speak for the teacher." Another voice sounded from the jade slip, Chen Luo's face turned solemn, it was the teacher.
There was only a sound in the jade slips, and then the Bamboo Sage's voice sounded again.
"Luo'er, I am my teacher."
"Speaking of which, this is my teacher's first time communicating with you."
"Four things!"
"First of all, your fourth senior brother is a blessing in disguise. He is now on Qiusuo, but his foundation is not stable and he still needs to be nursed back to health by his teacher's side. You can rest assured."
"Secondly, the gray hair of your Sixth Senior Sister has nothing to do with Shou Yuan. It is a sign that the seal on her body is dissolving. The seal involves Siyao's personal affairs, so I can't tell you more. You will understand in the future. Wu Litao has already brought the solution. ,Don't worry."
"Your second senior sister is worried about Siyao, so she asked Wu Litao to knock you. The Wuli clan has a bloodline magical power called body expansion. It is used to train cubs to use it. It may also be helpful in martial arts."
"Third, my teacher knows that you have the intention to spread the world with force. This is a great cause of educating the world, which is completely different from your publishing a newspaper to enlighten the wise. You should think twice before doing it."
"Why? How? What do you want?"
"These are my three Confucian principles for running a school. You don't have to follow them. However, as a teacher, I hope that your heart will be like the clear moon and your spirit will be like an ever-extinguishing lamp. Don't do it just for the sake of doing it, abandoning the basics and chasing the weak."
"Finally, the wind is strong in the east blue. Eat well and wear more clothes. Spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. When master and disciple meet each other."
As the last words were spoken, the light on the jade slip slowly dimmed.
Chen Luo let out a long breath, put the jade slips into the storage order, and bowed again in the direction of Lingzhou.
…
At the same time, Yun Siyao was in the boudoir.
Wu Litao quickly formed various postures with his hands.
This is Wu Litao's self-created soul sealing method, which can quickly convey meaning through sign language.
Don't ask why you don't just use the soul to communicate directly. The question is that if you don't have that set of actions, the soul will still stutter.
Moreover, with the use of seals, the soul's voice transmission is all in authentic Mandarin.
"It seems that something went wrong on Manyuan half a month ago. Your senior brother lost contact. Your master sent me here, ready to pick up the wanderer at any time!"
Yun Siyao frowned slightly: "Elder brother helps their Zhenxuan Division, but they don't care?"
There were almost residual images of Wu Litao's hands.
"Whatever! Northern King Xin Jiaxuan personally sneaked into Mantianxia ten days ago just to find Langwa'er."
"Hey, why is it so difficult to make this wolf doll a saint?"
Yun Siyao thought for a while: "How about I figure out where the senior brother is?"
"No way!" Wu Li blurted out, and then started to communicate in sign language again.
"The second thing I did when I came here was your seal! Your master noticed that your seal was loose before. You must have used the Yunlong Forbidden Technique, right?"
Yun Siyao was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Is there anything in Dongcang City that is worthy of your forbidden skills? The second girl said that it was probably to help my junior brother! That's why I came to teach him a lesson."
"Hurry, let me help you secure the seal."
Yun Siyao pouted, turned around, unbuttoned his clothes, gently pulled down his clothes, revealing his smooth and clean back to Wu Li.
Yun Siyao stretched out his hand and pushed his long hair in front of his body, and a pattern slowly appeared on his back.
It was a winding and circling white dragon that seemed to be sleeping. Above the dragon's head, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, with white hair, his head hung low, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Wu Litao clasped his palms together, closed his eyes and meditated, and there seemed to be a cyan elegant figure overlapping him. Wu Li opened his mouth and made a sound that did not belong to him.
Bamboo Saint, Yu Wuji!
As Yu Wuji's voice sounded, a majestic holy power filled Yun Siyao's room.
"A benevolent person should be kind to others."
As soon as he finished speaking, a phantom bamboo slip appeared in front of Wu Litao - "The Book of Rites: Doctrine of the Mean"!
Then, the shadows of the bamboo slips dispersed into light, and finally condensed into the word "Benevolence"!
"Being rich and noble through unrighteousness is like a floating cloud to me."
The shadow of the second bamboo slip appears - "The Analects of Confucius·Shuer"!
Immediately afterwards, the virtual shadow of this bamboo slip also turned into light, condensing the word "righteousness"!
"Guide them to gain, unite them with propriety." - "The Analects of Confucius·Wei Zheng"
The word "rite"!
"So knowing what is in people is called knowledge, and the combination of knowing and knowing is called wisdom." - "Xunzi"
The word "wisdom"!
"Abandon the king's order and don't believe it." - "Zuo Zhuan"
The word "faith"!
At this time, the five words "benevolence", "righteousness", "propriety", "wisdom" and "faith" appeared in five corners. Wu Litao slowly stretched out his palm and pressed it on Yun Siyao's north side. In an instant, the five words flew in Yun Siyao's back.
The Holy Art of Confucianism·Wuchang Seal!
I saw the five words "benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust" surrounding the giant white dragon on Yun Siyao's back, slowly turning into clouds of blue clouds, covering the giant dragon and the white-haired figure on the dragon. Then, This picture slowly disappears!
The shadow of the Bamboo Saint on Wu Litao's body also disappeared. Wu Litao retracted his palm and let out a sigh of relief: "Okay!"
Yun Siyao quickly put on her clothes again. At this time, a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. She turned around and saluted Wuli: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Wuli!"
Wu Li shook his head and said, "Oh... I'm tired... I'm so tired..."
Yun Siyao smiled slightly, hurriedly ran behind Wu Litao, and struck with a pair of small fists!
"Is it suitable for Bas?"
"Ba Shi, Ba Shi!"
…
Chen Luo slowly walked out of the city lord's mansion with his hands behind his back.
The letter from the teacher just now touched him greatly.
To be honest, he really wanted to wait for the basic construction of the martial arts academy to be completed, then open the martial arts academy immediately, and then use Dongcang Martial Arts Academy as the basis to spread it all over the world.
The three questions teachers have in mind when running a school are not actually asking themselves, but answering the doubts of the world.
For example, when the semi-sage Zhang Hengqu established Taiping Academy, was he asking himself?
No, he was telling the world.
Heaven and earth have no intention, and the living people have no destiny.
That's why he has to establish his mind for the heaven and earth, and his destiny for the people.
How to establish your mind and your destiny?
Therefore, we must continue the sage’s unique teachings.
After establishing your mind and destiny, what vision will you achieve?
That is to create peace for all generations.
To put it simply, this is an admissions brochure, and it is also a purpose of running a school.
Chen Luo has always ignored this point. He has always believed that martial arts makes everyone feel like a dragon.
But this is his wishful thinking, or the good wish of all experts.
It's from the top down!
You want everyone to be like a dragon, but why?
The teacher’s letter reminded Chen Luo that when preaching, one must read from the bottom up.
Are people willing to accept your preaching?
Do people really understand what your way is?
After people accept your teaching, are they really willing to move towards the vision you have set?
It sounds confusing, but in the final analysis, at the beginning of preaching, we need to have a unified concept.
This concept should not be a top-down, general statement of "everyone is like a dragon."
If you come to practice martial arts, you will be like a dragon and reach the pinnacle of life.
How is this different from bribery?
In today's world, there are anti-Confucianism among Confucian schools, precisely because some academies are missing this aspect.
What's more, telling students directly is a stepping stone!
What a shame! hateful!
Unknowingly, Chen Luo walked to the gate of the martial arts academy that was under construction. Xiang Jixuan and several other great scholars saw Chen Luo and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Master Hou!"
When Chen Luo saw them, he smiled slightly and felt a little more relaxed.
Since these great scholars knew that they would be stationed in the Martial Arts Academy in the future, they would come over every now and then to keep an eye on the construction progress, and occasionally would use their magical powers to help.
At this time, several great scholars followed Chen Luo and walked slowly in the martial arts academy under construction.
In Chen Luo's plan, the martial arts academy occupies a vast area, which is suitable for them to chat while walking.
Chen Luo looked at Xiang Jixuan: "Mr. Xiang, I have a question."
Xiang Jixuan was stunned: "Master Marquis, please speak."
"Why did Mr. Xiang go north to kill the barbarians in the first place?"
Xiang Jixuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "In the beginning, it was just a boy's spirit."
"If you don't come to the north, what's the use of your cultivation?"
"But as my comrades died in the battle and I was left alone, I didn't want to leave."
"There is no sense in not killing the thief when you have the strength to do so."
Chen Luo nodded: "Then why are you staying in Dongcang now?"
Several Bai Zhan Daru looked at each other. They had been with Chen Luo for many days, and naturally knew that Chen Luo's words did not mean to disparage them. They were just asking questions. Xiang Jixuan smiled.
"It's because of this martial arts academy!"
"When thirty-six of us came, the Minister of War had a secret conversation with us."
"The Prime Minister said that in his eyes, the Marquis is even more important than a Half Saint! If we are lucky enough to break through, he does not want us to go to the battlefield again, but entrusts us to guard Dongcang for the Marquis."
"Not for anything else, just for this martial arts academy!"
At this time, another great scholar of Hundred Wars nodded: "We have seen too many times that cities were attacked by barbarians and the people were plundered by barbarians."
"Almost everyone in the barbarians is a soldier, so how can ordinary people be their opponents?"
"Fight and die!"
"People in the Central Plains and the South only know that there are constant wars in the North, but how do they understand the despair in the North!"
"It's you, Lord Marquis, who brought hope."
"Didn't Qin Chengshou tell the Marquis that the population of Dongcang City has soared to nearly 300,000, and nearly half of the people are from the four northern states?"
"Without him, I wish I could have the strength to fight when I see my compatriots dying, and when I am in trouble, so that I don't die in vain, that's enough!"
Chen Luo nodded solemnly.
He had heard the truth countless times, but this time when it was spoken from the mouths of these great scholars, Chen Luo had a different feeling.
There is nothing you can do, there is nothing you can do!
Yes, this is the despair of ordinary people in the north.
It is also a disappointment for ordinary people in the world.
So where did his martial arts come from?
Chen Luo took a deep breath, and his heart suddenly felt clear, but also extremely heavy. He stood in front of a stone slab that was ready to be paved. A light flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared. The front finger of Chen Luo's long sword was half an inch into the stone slab. He turned his wrist and carved words on the stone slab. Several great scholars who had fought many battles They quickly formed a semi-circle to prevent others from disturbing Chen Luo, and at the same time stared closely at Chen Luoke's poem on the stone slab——
When I am used to long nights in spring,
The woman pulls out her young hair with hair on her temples.
In the dream there are faint maternal tears,
The king's flag changes at the top of the city.
I can't bear to see my friends become new ghosts,
Angrily looking for poems among the knives.
After chanting, I lowered my eyebrows and found nothing to write about.
The moonlight shines on the clothes like water.
After finishing the poem, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down and landed on the stone slab. The stone slab was not split by lightning, but the lightning flowed in the grooves of the words carved there, as if written by lightning.
"Electric pattern tablet!" Xiang Jixuan shouted.
"The last electric-grained inscription was the "Crocodile Sacrifice" in which Han Tuizhi angrily criticized the great sage of the crocodile tribe in southern Xinjiang, right?"
"These are not important. Pay attention to what the Marquis writes!"
"The first four sentences are about the frequent wars and the miserable life of the human race in the north of our country. The men are on the battlefield, and there are only women and children at home."
"I saw my mother crying in my dream, while the cities on the border were frequently attacked by different barbarian tribes."
"In the third and fourth sentences, my relatives and friends died under the iron heel of the barbarians. I want to be like a Confucian scholar and find a short poem to fight back against the barbarians."
"It's a pity that even if it is written, so what? Without the awe-inspiring righteousness, I can only stand alone under the moonlight in despair!"
"The beginning of the martial arts academy, this is the beginning of the martial arts academy as mentioned by the Marquis!"
"Hush, the Marquis is writing again!"
"Three questions about running a school, what should be the next song by Mr. Hou!"
Chen Luo looked at the second stone slab with firm eyes, raised his sword, and stabbed it...
——
Exactly: Bamboo Sage sent three questions in one letter, Wuhou dropped his sword and carved a tablet. I don’t know how to answer the second question, but let’s see the breakdown below.
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