Confucius is a sage of the human race. He will bring supreme opportunities to the human race and bring about the rise of humanity. Therefore, he is protected by the luck of humanity.
The green and fallen Xiao Yin is ethereal and gentle, like the silk of nostalgia and the blooming flowers in the warm sun.
Confucius was giving lectures to his disciples, talking about the science of governing the world and the science of self-cultivation.
This place is not called a dojo or a cave, but a school. In the school, the Xiao sound invades, and the timbre of the bamboo is a little hoarse, but it does not hinder the beauty of the timbre.
The voice of Confucius' lecture paused. He turned to look outside the door and replied to Yan: "Go and invite the guests in."
Yan Hui stood up, held the ceremony and went out. When he walked outside the school, he saw Qing Luo playing the flute.
He smiled and said: "This guest, my master invites you to come in."
Qing Luo stopped Xiao, nodded with a smile, and followed Yan Hui.
He was a human guest at this time, a guest of Confucius. When a guest comes to visit, he should enter with courtesy.
Qing Luoping entered the school calmly. In a large courtyard, Confucius sat in the middle and in front of him, while seventy-two disciples sat facing each other.
Qing Luo bent down and saluted: "I heard Mr.'s name very well. He traveled around the country and came back. I had a doubt in my heart, so I came here to ask Mr. Fan for advice."
Confucius laughed and said, "It's great to have friends come from far away.
Kong will do his best to help guests clear up their doubts."
Qingluo nodded and thanked, and asked, "I have heard for a long time that Sir seeks the benevolence of heaven and earth and the benevolence of all people in the world. I foolishly thought that benevolence and kindness are both from the same source. The great kindness is the great kindness to the common people, and the small kindness is the small kindness to oneself.
Goodness, can it be given up or discarded?”
Confucius meditated for a long time, and the seventy-two virtuous disciples also meditated for a long time.
The teacher is silent and the disciple is silent.
Confucius thought and thought, and finally answered: "What I think is good, and what I do is benevolent. Goodness is in the heart, and giving up the heart of kindness is also giving up the original intention."
If a person has given up his original intention, will he still have the intention of his original self?"
Qingluo asked again: "Is it true that good will never be given up?"
Confucius replied: "If you sacrifice good things for the sake of good, you should do it."
Qingluo murmured: "Be good for the sake of being good."
He raised his head and said, "Thank you sir for your advice."
Qing Luo felt a wave of emotion in his heart, and he seemed to have found something again.
Qing Luo turned around and left, never to return, leaving a solitary shadow blank.
He left and found another virtuous man, Mozi. He asked about kindness and got equal kindness.
Then there’s Lao Tzu.
I, Li Er, told him to follow his heart and be kind.
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Qingluo traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, across the world, spanned a thousand years of time and space, and asked questions for a thousand years.
He asked all the scholars of hundreds of schools about good deeds and asked questions. He asked from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period, from everyone showing their knowledge to the weak scholar, from the far reaches of the rivers and lakes to the heights of the temples.
Qingluo seemed to understand clearly, and he entered the mortal world again.
There is no end to the secular world, and good and evil will never end.
Therefore, Qingluo did not ask questions or ask about good deeds this time, but only wanted to do good deeds.
It is good to lift up an old woman who has fallen down. It is good to leave a bottle of water for a hungry and thirsty traveler. It is good to have a lion roar when someone is killed on the road. . . .
Qingluo felt a lot of kindness. In his consciousness, kindness was no longer a word, but a kind of power.
He has been walking in the world for thousands of years, doing good deeds for thousands of years. Every bit of good deeds in the world are gathered in Qingluo's heart. In Qingluo's heart, there are more and more good deeds, and they are getting better and better.
Doing good deeds for thousands of years is just insignificant in the prosperous and endless human world, like an ant.
However, thousands of years of good deeds have been accumulated in his body, and good deeds have invaded the soul and condensed the soul. If the soul is good, good thoughts will come out.
His good thoughts have been gathered, the good corpse has its place, and the good corpse has traces.
There are all kinds of dharmas and ways in the world, and all conditioned dharmas become the Great Luo and end by themselves. After the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo, all dharmas and ways become unconditioned and formless dharmas.
The method of the three corpses has no reference and no rules. Every great master has realized his own way and can only do it by himself.
Qingluo also realized his way.
He will kill the good corpses, but he will also keep the good thoughts.
His original intention is good, so he should follow his original intention so that he can do good deeds without hindrance and without hindrance, without being disturbed by many causes in the world.
Qingluo has been doing good deeds for thousands of years, but he only did good deeds with no magic power or supernatural powers. He personally entered the human world and turned into dust ants to be with the ants and all living beings.
The waves of love and kindness are thousands of feet deep, and the ocean of suffering is ten thousand feet deep.
In order to avoid the suffering of reincarnation, everyone turns to the deity.
He saw too much suffering, too much misfortune, and the good and evil in the world, which made him feel endless kindness.
Once in Fengshen Chaoge, he witnessed the good and evil in the world of Shang Dynasty, just for conspiracy, so he had little mercy.
Now, he comes to ask for kindness with the heart of seeking kindness. In his eyes, he has witnessed the world of mortals, the turmoil of the world, love and hatred, joys and sorrows, thousands of times, and thousands of vicissitudes of life have been reflected in his heart.
At this moment, Qingluo closed his eyes, and there were countless struggling creatures in the sea of ​​suffering calling, calling for mercy and blessing from God. However, they were ants, too small and their voices were so small that they could not be heard at all.
In the ears of Heaven high in the sky. They are too small, and the immortals are too tall. Their misery is in the blur of the mortal world. It is difficult to see the immortals and difficult to observe the heavens.
Qingluo stood on the top of Zhongyue Hengshan Mountain, and the green lion stood quietly beside him.
He looked at the height of the mountain top, overlooked the vastness of the world, and felt the insignificance of all living beings.
The kindness in Qingluo's heart, at this moment, did not have any great kindness that moved the world, nor any good deeds that could be sung and cried. His kindness was concentrated in his heart and condensed into one point.
Qingluo Yuanshen left, and the original Yuanshen appeared above the mountain sky.
The flesh body shone and turned into a golden lotus, which floated up to the feet.
Qingluo's eyes were full of pity, looking at the common people kindly, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Come!"
Above the Evernight City, a huge green light suddenly shot out, the light bloomed, and the divine light of creation appeared between heaven and earth.
In the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, Ancestor Styx stared intently at the rising Green Lotus of Creation, but did not dare to act rashly again.
The green lotus flashes, echoing the golden lotus in the distance.
The green lotus flew into the sky, crossed mountains and rivers, and came to his feet.
The Qingluo Yuanshen appears, and the Yuanshen is dyed white, pure and as desired.
A golden lotus falls on the left foot, and a green lotus falls on the right foot. Stepping on the void, lotuses grow at each step.
Every time he takes a step, white flowers will bloom in the wilderness for hundreds of millions of miles, the flower fields will surge with dandelions, and the sky will be filled with flowers.
The ninth-grade Qinglian, the ninth-grade Golden Lotus, and the Qingluo Yuanshen were rising slowly to heaven, once again startling everyone.
This time, in the Nine Heavens, in the Lingxiao Hall, Haotian laughed and Yaochi smiled faintly.
The Haotian Divine Mirror in Haotian's hand shined, and the plain cloud flag in Yaochi's hand waved.
From the nine heavens, a golden avenue hangs down, resplendent and golden, rising straight up to the thirty-third heaven, with gold bricks and dark yellow paving the avenue to the sky.
Hundreds of millions of auspicious clouds rise from all directions in the heaven. There are tens of millions of auspicious clouds. The colorful clouds shine in the nine heavens, emitting infinite auspicious light, illuminating the heaven and earth.
At this moment, ordinary people can see the golden path to the sky above the sky, thousands of auspicious clouds, swaying golden lotuses, green lotus creation, and the radiance of the sky shining on the figure in white.
Chapter completed!