How wonderful, how wonderful! What the predecessors thought is truly amazing!"
In the lobby on the first floor of Wandao Building, Song Xingyun stood in front of an ancient painting, with a fanatical expression and excited and loud praises.
His compliment immediately attracted the attention of Zhao Sheng, Dong Miaozhen, Jin Wulin and others.
Everyone heard the sound and walked over.
Standing in front of the ancient paintings hanging on the wall, Zhao Sheng said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Song, you must have gained a lot from such a surprise. Congratulations!"
"Haha, to be honest with fellow Taoist Zhao, this spiritual root picture really made Xiaodao deeply understand. The master who left this painting must be my senior ancestor of Xiaoyao Sect. Xiaodao admires the senior's profound practice!" Song Xingyun said.
He said with joy and emotion.
Zhao Sheng looked at the ancient paintings on the wall.
This painting is about three feet square and is in the style of ink painting.
As soon as you look at it, the land in the painting is barren, with quicksand and rocks, dead vegetation, and the sky is extremely dim, full of desolation and death.
However, in the Yuexiang Ancient Painting Center, vitality gradually emerged from the desolation.
In the center of the painting, there is a lush green nine-leaf wild vine. The vines spread and grow in all directions, with grass appearing everywhere they pass, bursting out with indescribable vitality.
The dim and deathly atmosphere in the sky is in sharp contrast with a small patch of green vines, but the majestic momentum of the wild vines is even more unforgettable.
Dong Miaozhen was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. When he saw this ancient painting, he immediately introduced it in a soft voice: "This painting was painted by the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen Huishengzi three thousand two hundred years ago."
"This is true! Patriarch Huishengzi is the great-grandmaster of Xiaodao. This is his legacy. No wonder it is so consistent with the exercises I practice."
Song Xingyun was so pleasantly surprised that he couldn't help but chant softly:
"A green vine with dense leaves, thousands of miles of barren grass gradually grows new. Where hundreds of deserts meet, the Optimus Prime, the root of the earth will never be moved."
"What a poem, what a big root! It seems that the exercises practiced by fellow Taoist Song must be Guimen's "Resurrection Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations"." Zhao Sheng applauded and praised with a smile.
"you flatter me."
Song Xingyun humbly raised his palm in return, and then asked: "Fellow Taoist Zhao, I have observed and studied the excellent works of my predecessors, and I wonder if you have gained anything from it?"
Zhao Sheng looked around and saw that on the wall of the lobby were hanging one after another pictures of Tao characters with different shapes and spirits, full of Taoism, as well as paintings and wild cursive runes.
"Zhao didn't gain much. He only came across one sentence: 'Heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.'"
"Heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature!" Song Xingyun was so shaken that he repeated this sentence unconsciously and muttered to himself.
When he came to his senses, a hint of admiration appeared on his face.
"Brother Zhao, you are really born with Dao roots. These words are wonderful, as if they point directly to the origin of Dao. It would be great if you could join my Xiaoyao Sect."
"hehe!"
At this moment, a sneer came from the distant corridor.
Kong Lang led a group of people from a distance and swaggered up to Zhao Sheng and others.
He first glanced at Dong Miaozhen, the admiration in his eyes fleeting, then looked at Zhao Sheng with jealousy, and sneered: "So what if it's wonderful? Can the golden elixir be condensed by just talking? In addition, Kong also has a trick,
Listen carefully."
Before several people could react, they heard him singing loudly: "The Tao seems to have no object and no intention, just like the immortal immortal. The immortal has immeasurable fruit, and a golden elixir encompasses all things."
As soon as the poem was completed, Kong Lang asked with a proud look on his face: "How did this poem of enlightenment go?"
When it comes to writing poetry and calligraphy, the Confucian scholars from Lingyun Academy are recognized as the number one in this field.
Kong Lang had lost a lot of face before, so he took this opportunity to inspect Wandao Tower and must regain his place in front of Zhao's waiter.
Of course, he also wanted to show off his knowledge to Dong Miaozhen.
"How could such a peerless beauty who was transformed into a human being fall into the clutches of such a vulgar clown? This is simply intolerable!" Kong Lang thought angrily in his heart.
Zhao Sheng took the opponent's performance into consideration and secretly lowered his evaluation of Kong Lang by three points.
Frivolous, impetuous, moody.
People with unstable minds like this may have no hope of getting a golden elixir in this life.
"Mr. Kong, your poem about enlightenment sounds good. But as far as I know, you were born in the Confucian Confucian family, and you were the head of the upper chamber of Lingyun Academy. Why are your poems about enlightenment so full of Taoist charm?"
Hearing Zhao Sheng ask this, Kong Lang's face changed slightly.
At this time, Zhao Sheng's last question completely made him lose his demeanor and become angry.
"Hmph, your... Confucianism, Taoism, and literary heart... could it be that you have cultivated it into a dog's belly?"
"You...you you!" Kong Lang pointed at Zhao Sheng, his fingers trembling with anger, his aura suddenly increased, and he released black and white literary auras.
"What, you want to fight with me? Have you recovered from your previous injuries?" Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and a fist-sized purple flame suddenly condensed in the palm of his lowered right hand.
When Dong Miaozhen saw this, he immediately stepped forward to stop you, "No action is allowed inside the Wandao Tower! Otherwise, even the Yuanying Ancestor will not be able to protect you."
Kong Lang snorted coldly when he heard this, and said sternly: "Huh, Zhao Qingyang, you don't have to be brave for a moment. When you get to the Dao Forum, I'll see how you make a fool of yourself!
Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice on behalf of my comrades: What is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!"
After saying that, he led a group of people and walked away.
Dong Xiaowan did not follow him away, but instead moved closer to Zhao Sheng. A pair of beautiful eyes looked deeply at him, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were filled with sadness.
She whispered very worriedly: "I heard that Kong Lang has contacted a group of people and insists on making things difficult for you. You must be careful."
Ahem!
Just as Dong Xiaowan finished speaking, Dong Miaozhen on the side suddenly coughed twice, and then kindly reminded: "Xiaowan, Kong Lang and the others have gone far, why don't you follow them quickly."
"Yes, Sister Miaozhen, Xiaowan is leaving now."
Dong Xiaowan quickly bowed to Dong Miaozhen and saluted. Before leaving, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness and nostalgia, and she took a deep look at Zhao Sheng.
Alas, it seems that another candidate Weaver Girl has fallen in love with him.
Who makes him so good? (Sword God Lin Yizhi smiled and said nothing.)
There are nine Wandao Towers in total, and tens of thousands of "Taoist works" by predecessors are stored inside.
After just a cursory observation, Zhao Sheng and others spent a whole day.
There was no words for a long night, and the third day came in a blink of an eye.
Ten miles south of Wandao Tower, in the middle of a valley surrounded by mountains and rivers, stands a nine-color altar built in the shape of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, the yin and yang, the five elements, and the eight trigrams and nine palaces.
This nine-color Dharma platform is the famous Taoist discussion platform.
This stage is a place for discussing Taoism. It is specially designed for the outstanding figures of the Phoenix Society to talk about Taoism and Taoism. It is also a show place for displaying personal "talents".
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The sun is shining brightly and the wind is gentle.
On the forum, Zhao Sheng, Dong Miaozhen, Song Xingyun...Dong Xiaowan, Dong Yuyi, Kong Lang, Dong Shu and others sat cross-legged in twos and threes around the yin and yang Tai Chi diagram in the center of the altar.
If you observe carefully, you can clearly see that each small group sitting together is centered on one or two Dong women.
Although the Phoenix Society has only been in existence for three days, most people have already found the target of the strategy.
Needless to say, Zhao Sheng must sit with Dong Miaozhen.
But what makes others envious, jealous, and gnashing their teeth with hatred is,
Dong Xiaowan, Dong Yuyi and other most outstanding beauties among the Dong girls actually sat close to the boy, and most of them were affectionate, looking as if they were as docile as anyone could choose.
"Damn it, where has the pride of the Dong family gone?"
"Hmph, that guy is so ugly and as skinny as a mantis, what's so good about him?"
"Miaozhen, you are mine! Zhao Qingyang, you and I are incompatible."
The ancients said: Beauty brings disaster, this statement is very reasonable.
Zhao Sheng didn't do anything too extreme at all, but he actually aroused public anger because of it.
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"A grain of sand contains a thousand realms, one body and mind, and all dharma are the same. To know it, you must know the secret of no mind, and it is a pure karma that is not stained or stagnated."
After reciting a poem about enlightenment, the young monk Dingnan Baoxiang, with red lips and white teeth and a shining head, solemnly raised his palms together and signaled to everyone one by one.
This man was born in the Tantric lineage of Future Temple. It is said that he was a reincarnated soul boy. At only eighteen years old, he had already penetrated the Seven Wheels and became a eminent monk in the temple.
Esoteric Buddhism focuses on the three chakras and seven chakras, and the penetration of the seven chakras is equivalent to the foundation-building realm of a cultivator.
The little monk Dingnan was about to retreat when a man suddenly stood up on the east side of the altar.
"The Buddha is the heart. The heart is the Buddha. The heart and the Buddha have always been illusory things. They have no body, no form, and no form. They are neither color, nor emptiness, nor non-emptiness. They are inactive, come out, and are not non-existent. They are in the land of the Blissful Buddha."
Forsythia forsythia twisted her slender waist and stepped forward with lotus steps. Her pretty face was more feminine than a woman's, and her voice was so charming that it was even more charming than a woman's.
"Little monk, how is this Buddha's greeting written? The true Buddha is the beginning, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. I, the Ultimate Bliss Heaven, and your Tantric Buddhism have... a great connection! We must get close and close."
As she said this, Forsythia forsythia displayed her charming skills, shining brightly and seducing the young monk in difficulty.
"Amitabha! Master said that the body is invisible, and men and women are all skeletons! I won't argue with you, young monk." Dingnan sang loudly, then hurriedly turned aside and sat down.
Hua Forsythia covered her mouth with a proud smile, looked around the crowd, and preached: "All things are born with desire, and all desires are born with the Tao. Desire is the truth, the true Buddha, and the Tao..."
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"Yao Ming has essence and is still and luminous; Taixuan is boundless and leads to emptiness, which is called a cave. He gathers his energy and concentrates his mind, and controls the ancestral Qi to hover. The supreme chapter is mixed and ever-changing, and the principles and fate will last forever.
, Consolidate the soul and condense the essence to lead the gods, release the knots, return to the five powers, and return all the energy." Haoran Zong Jin Wulin publicly expressed his understanding of the divine thoughts.
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"Nurture your qi and cultivate immortality to survive the sun and moon, and tribulations will arise and tribulations will be destroyed to get out of the reincarnation. A little Taoist heart is like the sun, and there is a little divine light in the Zifu Palace." This is what the Tianjiao of Ziyang Sect said.
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"Fei Xuan purple energy condenses the spiritual roots, the outline is jade and the virtual is the master of all gods, the sky is full of nature, and there are twelve legends of Jun Xi above. The jade tower is high in the sky, the clouds are shining, the purple palace is flowing with the golden pavilion, and the Qiong Hall is Weishuo.
With eight cymbals, nine immortals of green gold and gold emerge from it."
In the center of the Tai Chi diagram, Kong Lang loudly sang a poem about enlightenment, which attracted cheers from everyone on the spot.
He returned the gift with his hands triumphantly, and then his eyes suddenly turned to Zhao Sheng, who was surrounded by beauties.
"Zhao Qingyang, you've been listening for a long time, but you still haven't said a word. How about you come on stage and talk to me about it?"
Kong Lang was afraid that Zhao Sheng would not fall into the trap, so he said aggressively: "You don't dare to come up. Are you afraid that you will make a fool of yourself in public because of your clumsy tongue?"
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, aren't you afraid?"
"With a beautiful woman in my arms, someone may be stunned."
"Fellow Daoist Zhao is not this kind of person, he will definitely go up there."
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, please! Don't forget that Brother Kong is waiting impatiently."
Faced with a group of people making noises and raising rice, Zhao Sheng shook his head, then slowly stood up from the futon, walked to the center of the Tai Chi diagram, and faced Kong Lang face to face.
"Since you are so elegant, Zhao will try his best to teach you what Tao is."
"Hmph, arrogant!"
Kong Lang couldn't help but cursed, and then spoke first, loudly saying: "In my opinion, whenever you practice, you must first incarnate, and the person who incarnates must first aspire to the Tao. The Tao is in the heart, and the Tao exists in the heart. The Tao cannot be seen, and the heart cannot forget it.
"Those who do not forget their hearts will keep the path firm and upright. The right path is in their hearts and they will not worry about things."
Zhao Sheng shook his head and retorted: "Your way is too narrow, it is just the way of human heart. How can the way of man be like the way of heaven! The way of observing heaven and carrying out the journey of heaven are all done. There are five immortals and ten thousand spirits in heaven. See
Those who do it will prosper. The immortal spirit is in the heart and performs in the sky. The universe is in the hand, and all transformations are born in the body."
"Heaven's heart is like one's own heart. Nature is also like human beings; human heart is the machine. The way of heaven is established, and the way of humanity is also established."
"What you said is wrong!"
Zhao Sheng said without hesitation: "The Supreme God of Heaven treats all things like a stupid dog!
If there is a way, the sky sends out murderous intentions, and the stars change their places; the earth sends out murderous intentions, and dragons and snakes rise from the ground...Human nature is clumsy, and the way of heaven is neither good nor evil."
Kong Lang was not an empty name. When he saw that the way was unreasonable, he immediately said cleverly: "The way of heaven is vast and ethereal.
I should use the water channel.
There is no better way in the world than water. Water benefits all things without fighting for them, and it will cause all kinds of evil..."
After hearing this, Zhao Sheng's face became solemn and he said in a cold voice: "Forefathers of sages used water to describe Tao, which is truly wonderful. However, other people's Tao is not one's own way, just as another person's name is not one's own name.
I also have a motto for you from the sages: "The Tao can be taught, but it is not the Tao. The name can be famous, but the name is not..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After listening to the first chapter of Laozi's Taoism, Kong Lang's face was ashen and he did not dare to refute.
He never expected that Zhao Qingyang had actually read Tao Te Ching written by Laozi.
You must know that there are only two copies of the "Tao Te Ching" in this world, which are stored deep in the library of Lingyun Academy, and have always been rarely known to outsiders.
His original intention was to show off, but he failed and ended up getting fucked instead.
Seeing Kong Lang deflated, Jian Shisan on the side suddenly said coldly: "If you spit out all kinds of things, I will kill you with one sword!"
Ha ha!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Shaoyang from Lingyun Academy stood up, laughed loudly and said, "Shao admires the arrogance of Thirteenth Brother. I also have a poem about enlightenment that has been in my heart for a long time, and I am not happy to say it now."
Taking advantage of the opportunity given by his junior brother, Kong Lang flashed and quickly retreated into the crowd.
When Shao Shaoyang saw his senior brother retreating, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then recited in a clear voice:
"The west wind blows the waves of Laofeng Lake, and there are many insights in Ten Thousand Towers. I can't help but say, the clouds are in the blue sky, and the water is in the bottle."
As soon as he finished reading, everyone burst into cheers.
"Okay, Taoist friend Shao, this poem is wonderful."
"Yes, today's Taoist poetry begins with this poem."
"The so-called poetry expresses the Tao. Taoist friend Shao has a clear Taoist heart, and the golden elixir has hope."
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Seeing this situation, Shao Shaoyang decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.
Kong Lang was defeated twice at the hands of Zhao Qingyang. It was rumored that he would definitely lose face if he returned to the academy.
If he defeats Zhao Qingyang, not only will he be able to regain a match for the academy, but it will also be of great benefit to the academy's ranking. He may be able to win the position of captain from Kong Lang.
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands at Zhao Sheng and said with a gentle smile: "Fellow Taoist Zhao, can you give me some advice?"
As soon as Zhao Sheng heard this, he knew what the other party was planning.
But...he picked the wrong opponent!
"Don't take it seriously! But Zhao suddenly got a poem." Zhao Sheng looked very humble.
"Oh, I'd like to hear the details." Shao Shaoyang's eyes flashed and he continued.
"I have a golden crow, which has been locked up in the world of mortals for a long time." Zhao Sheng sang softly in a low tone.
Then he took a step forward and looked at the vast sun on the horizon. His voice suddenly rose and his tone was passionate: "Today, all the light will shine through the mountains and rivers."
After reading this sentence, Zhao Sheng was silent for a long time, as if he was speechless for a moment.
Seeing this, Shao Shaoyang pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Why doesn't Fellow Daoist Zhao stop reading? This poem seems to have unfinished meaning."
"Hey, how do you know?"
Zhao Sheng let out a light sigh and looked at Shao Shaoyang with a surprised expression.
Shao Shaoyang curled his lips and was about to speak when he saw the other person suddenly looked enlightened and happily read out the entire poem:
"I have a golden crow, which has been locked up in the world of mortals for a long time. Now the light is shining out of the dust, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers. Hey, I saw the heart of the Tao on the Shou Dao Peak, and today I know that I am me!