"political reform?"
Ma Xianhong was puzzled.
"I know! Like Shang Yang's reform, Wang Anshi's reform, etc."
"But what does that have to do with my Slimming Stove?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled, stretched out his hand, and motioned for the two of them to walk and talk.
"Since ancient times, the cause of reform has been continuous. Among these reforms, only one end has been successful, and the others have failed."
"Then have you summarized the pattern of why they failed?"
Ma Xianhong is a discerning person, and he heard that Zhang Sanfeng used reform methods to metaphorically describe his own self-cultivation furnace.
He said with a meaningless look: "It's just that the king's methods are not strong enough, his attitude is ambiguous and suspicious, and then there is political strife within the court, which is nothing unusual."
After finishing speaking, Ma Xianhong noticed that Zhang Sanfeng looked at him with a slightly strange look.
"What's wrong? Master Dao, am I right?"
Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said: "It's not wrong, it's just that this is the understanding of ordinary people..."
"I thought a genius like you would see things for what they are..."
"I'm just confused..."
"Just because you are a genius in the art of "divine machine" does not mean that you can also be superior in other aspects..."
Ma Xianhong said "oh".
"Please give me some advice."
Zhang Sanfeng recalled the many eras he had experienced.
The late Song Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, Daxuan... and various so-called modern materials I have read, and I have compiled the sentences.
"Reform should be a win-win or win-win game."
"So the key to the success of the reform is whether it can bring benefits to the whole society and whether all members of society can benefit from it."
One sentence sets the tone first.
Zhang Sanfeng was unparalleled in Taoism and martial arts, but politics and economics were not his strong points.
Although specialized knowledge is not easy to master, as long as you have certain conditions and enough time, if you study hard and study in depth, you can still achieve great results.
Extensive knowledge, including various practical experiences, cannot be obtained in a short time. It must be accumulated over many years of hard work to lay a solid foundation.
Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng lived long enough and was not stubborn and was willing to accept new things.
“If we can’t make the pie bigger, the reform is to redistribute interests.”
"Some people will benefit while others will suffer. Those who suffer will definitely oppose the new law and will resist and obstruct it. The reform will inevitably fail."
Ma Xianhong stopped.
"Are you saying that my stove will be a stumbling block for some people? Will it harm their interests?"
"But I do not prohibit outsiders from entering here. As long as they are willing, I will not hesitate to help them transform into aliens..."
"By then, there will be no differences between everyone..."
This is his ideal.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ma Xianhong. This young man had extraordinary intelligence and was unusually focused on what he believed in.
He is a smart and sincere but "lucky" man because he was able to find a career that he loves all his life and has the talents, talents and wisdom needed to reach the pinnacle of this career.
Unfortunately, his ideal path is doomed to be difficult.
Zhang Sanfeng said calmly: "The so-called harboring a sharp weapon in one's heart is the intention to kill."
"These transformed aliens, who have not experienced more than ten years of practicing Sanjiu in winter and practicing Sanfu in summer, have not experienced the loneliness and irritability of meditating in silence, suddenly gained strength..."
"Do you think their character can be controlled?"
"Do you think that you are the winner in life, the son of destiny, frivolous and arrogant, and do whatever you want to do without knowing what is high or low?"
"Moreover, do those who have good intentions have evil thoughts in their hearts and don't want you to continue transforming aliens?"
“You need to know that people’s hearts are unpredictable!”
"What many people want most is not the "education without distinction" you want to build, Xiaoyou Ma, but to gain a sense of superiority in the setting of inequality and being nobler than others."
The words are spoken softly, but the meaning is like thunder.
Ma Xianhong is not a stupid person.
How can a stupid person learn [Magic Machine Hundred Refinements]!
It's just that his personality is more frank and upright.
Technical geek!
After being nudged by Zhang Sanfeng, his expression suddenly turned bad.
Not to mention ordinary people who once gained strength, even strangers who came from hard training, there are also people who can't keep their minds and control their horses, such as Quan Xing.
He hopes to create a world without differences, but he does not want to cause social chaos and thugs to run rampant.
He was unwilling to give up: "Master Dao, do you mean to let me give up?!"
Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise: "When did Pindao say that? Pindao just explained to you the hidden dangers in this, so that you won't do things without measure."
Ma Xianhong frowned, and the two moles at the corners of his eyes moved slightly.
"so what should I do now?"
"I have spent so much time and effort creating the Slimming Furnace, can I just turn it into a decoration?"
Zhang Sanfeng asked: "Have you never thought about...cooperating with the state?"
Ma Xianhong: "Company? Can you access anywhere?"
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "The company is just a part of the entire national machinery and cannot represent the will of the entire country..."
"Pindao discovered that you here have made a distinction between ordinary people and aliens. In fact, the so-called company executives have a tendency to let aliens accelerate their internal consumption..."
"Little friend Ma, you have to look beyond the so-called alien world..."
"Your [Magic Machine Hundred Refining] is amazing and very adaptable to this society. Moreover, you are not a person who cherishes broomsticks. If many of these technologies are developed together with those big researchers, the overall national strength can be greatly improved..."
Zhang Sanfeng thought of Daxuan established by Hong Kang.
Those mountain sect monks initially joined because of the military power of Daxuan, but they soon discovered that after joining Daxuan, their magic secrets were constantly updated and iterated under the joint study of countless outstanding people.
"For example, your bite sac is a space device that can accommodate dead and living things without affecting the weight;"
"Another example is your self-cultivation furnace. It can be simplified a little. It eliminates the effect of transforming aliens and only retains the effect of transforming the physical body."
"It is still possible to open the eyes of the blind, recover the deaf and mute, and regenerate residual limbs..."
“Isn’t this a great merit!!”
Zhang Sanfeng drew a blueprint for him.
"At that time, it can be foreseen that you will be the existence of Buddha in thousands of families."
"With your influence at that time, who would dare to say anything about the thirty-six thieves from the alien world who asked the country to clear your name?"
Zhang Sanfeng felt strange.
These aliens have various abilities, and some of them, if used in the right way, will definitely benefit the country and the people. However, although they have developed into the new century, the aliens still adhere to the ancient habits of the world.
"Cooperate with the country and help clear my name..."
Ma Xianhong was inspired by Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes were shining brightly, his heart was high, and his blood was surging.
I just feel a sense of transparency all over my body, and my innate energy is running faster.
…
…
Not to mention what Ma Xianhong will do next.
Zhang Sanfeng met the little girl Chen Duo.
Chen Duo had a different feeling about this old man because he was not afraid of his own poison.
For the first time, she felt what it felt like to have her head touched by someone else, not through protective gloves.
It was a real feeling of flesh and blood touching each other, full of life.
The old man asked himself if he wanted to learn a set of kung fu from him, saying that he could become like others.
Do you want me to choose?
Just like everyone else...
Can I just wear those pretty dresses and eat sweet ice cream?
So Chen Duo learned from this old man.
The old man didn't say what the name of this kung fu was, but Chen Duo felt that his appetite had grown and he could digest whatever he ate.
"Gu is the essence of heaven and earth."
"Using this skill, you can return your own poison to its origin and turn it into life force."
"When you get good at it, you won't have to live alone all day long, and you can also experience the feeling of petting a dog."
Petting the dog?
Chen Junyan?
"Woof woof... woof woof woof..."
A field dog kept jumping around Chen Duo.
This day.
A lazy young man wearing a peaked cap entered the village.
The moment I saw Zhang Sanfeng, I was slightly surprised.
"Hey! Master Dao, what a fate, I didn't expect to meet you here!"
"No, Pindao is waiting for you."
"I heard that you were expelled from Wudang?"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wang Ye and nodded secretly.
Without wearing a monastic uniform, his temperament seems less dusty and a little more pyrotechnic, but he looks more down-to-earth.
wait for me?
Wang Ye touched his head and smiled bitterly: "Haha, even Master Dao knows about it!"
I felt wary in my heart, maybe it was also for [Fenghou Qimen], right? !
I just took care of the housework a few days ago and thought it would be quieter.
Wang Ye's vigilance can be seen.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't take it seriously and stretched out his left foot slightly.
Huh~!
A Qimen activity that only warlocks could see unfolded instantly, covering a radius of three thousand meters, covering the entire mountain, and even interfering with the village.
Among them, the four disks of heaven, earth, humans and gods rotate slowly, as if the inner and outer heaven and earth are isolated.
The king was also shocked.
"This... [Fenghou Qimen]! How could he do it?"
"Moreover, the scope of this Qimen Bureau, hiss..."
He himself can cover the array for twenty to thirty meters at most, but it won't be enough. This Qimen bureau has to be laid out by his own Qi!
"The strength of this Taoist..."
The king was also frightened.
Isn't this Taoist stronger than the old Heavenly Master? ?
He once used "Chaotic Gold Watch" on the Heavenly Master on Longhu Mountain, and it was like a fly shaking a tree, but it was completely unmoved.
But this Taoist’s Qi...
Wang Ye turned his head stiffly and looked at the endless Qimen Bureau, his heart twitching crazily.
"This is a living god!~"
"With such a large-scale Qimen bureau, this Taoist priest seems to have no difficulty at all..."
"This is what changes the world...!"
Zhang Sanfeng stepped out with his right foot, Qimen Bureau immediately stopped taking action, and the sounds of nature returned to Wang Ye's ears again.
The wind blows, the water flows, the birds chirp, the frogs croak, the seedlings swing...
There was never a moment when Wang Ye felt that these sounds were so beautiful.
The feeling just now seemed to be completely disconnected from the surrounding environment, like... an interior scene.
"Master Dao, why are you looking for me when you know how to do it?"
"Of course, if you have anything to say, hey hey hey..."
Wang Ye smiled mockingly and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He was really scared.
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said, "Pindao has made an agreement with others. Before leaving this world, he must leave behind his own Taoist tradition."
Leave the world?
Wang also caught the key words and aroused a guess.
Then there was a huge shock in my heart, and my thoughts flashed.
Could it be that... he transformed into an immortal?
Does feathering and ascension really exist?
Before he went to Wudang Mountain, he was a student of Tsinghua University, a top university. Although he affirmed the objective existence of spiritual practice, his ascension...
The thoughts passed through my mind a lot, and the words came out in one sentence.
"why me?"
…
Three months.
During this period, Zhang Sanfeng also preached three times for the king to fulfill the agreement.
"Master Dao, you are leaving, can you tell me your true identity?"
The king is also calm in appearance, light in spirit, full of spirit and full of energy, and his eyes are filled with sparkling light.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his head slightly.
"The poor Taoist Zhang Tong, the word Junshi..."
"Tao name, Sanfengzi."
Say it.
The body transforms into mysterious light, and flies to the dark side.
Only Wang Ye was left with a serious expression.
…………
There are rules and regulations, which will bring trouble to future generations.
"Song of the Five Sons"
(End of chapter)
