This feeling, how should I put it, is like a primary school student who has just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, skipping to a master's class and listening to an old scholar's passionate explanation of the application of calculus mechanics and electricity.
As long as you listen carefully, you will definitely feel that the teacher's lecture is really good, with rich emotional expressions and quotations from classics, but I just can't understand it.
Mrs. Ye knew every word, but when he connected those words together, he was confused.
At this time, it was no longer a metaphor for the book to be put into use, because Mrs. Ye could recognize so many words and could read through classical Chinese. In a sense, she was already considered to have solid basic skills.
Although what Hongjun spoke was not Chinese, because this was the world of Chinese classical mythology, with the help of Dao Dao, Mrs. Ye was indeed able to understand every word, and she vaguely noticed that it seemed to have the same word order as classical Chinese in ancient culture.
No matter how much, Mrs. Ye will be confused.
This is such a huge difference in realm that when other great immortals at the peak of the Golden Immortal level come, they can understand a few words and have some understanding.
After all, in Chinese philosophy, when you reach a certain level, you must rely on enlightenment and understanding of nature to help you improve your realm.
It's not like the simple and crude way of practice in the West, which involves energy absorption, mutation and fusion at the end.
But Ye Taikan was the most sluggish Golden Immortal in history, and his understanding of Taoism was worse than that of a Mysterious Immortal. He really listened attentively. After all, being caught distracted is not a good thing.
But in the end, Mrs. Ye still gave up. He did not lose focus. Instead, he no longer forced himself to study. He listened carefully and did not have to understand. The teacher spoke well, so he nodded. The teacher spoke well, so he nodded.
, that’s it.
In his heart, Wangcai couldn't help complaining: "Little Golden Man, do you really want to listen to me for ten years?"
Mrs. Ye was speechless, and then replied: "Listen carefully, why are you slacking off?"
Wangcai: "..."
It's not that Mrs. Ye wants to suffer, it's because the lecture started at this time, and she finally grabbed the seat, so she just found an excuse to leave?
That would be a slap in the face to the teacher!
I wouldn't do such a life-threatening thing.
If you want to do it, you have to wait for a while and let Wangcai, a registered disciple, do it.
Time passed very quickly, three whole days and three nights passed.
Hongjun was still talking eloquently on the stage, everyone had something to gain, and no one was distracted anymore.
But Mrs. Ye's mind was a little confused and she really wanted to take a nap.
In fact, many people have this feeling. After class, they are obviously doing all kinds of mischief and are very energetic, but when class time comes, no matter whether you are listening carefully or not, you will feel sleepy.
It would be fine if Mrs. Ye was wandering around in the world, able to think about many things, and able to communicate with Wangcai, but the main culprit that caused him to doze off was that he was paying attention to the lectures.
The brain withstood the amount of information that this capacity should not have, and its own golden immortal soul and realm subconsciously pushed Mrs. Ye to understand and digest.
If you can really digest a little bit, it will be more exciting. After all, it is Master Hongjun giving a lecture. If you digest a little bit, it will be enough for people to benefit a lot, improve their realm, and listen more immersed in the lecture.
But Mrs. Ye really couldn't understand it at all. It was like a CPU that had been eliminated ten years ago to handle today's large-scale games with the highest capacity and highest quality. There was no smoke, it was just stuck. That was already
That's lucky.
It's no wonder that Mrs. Ye's mind was in a state of confusion and she was really sleepy.
Ever since, after three days, Mrs. Ye finally started her desertion journey and decided not to follow up on the studies for the time being. Instead, let’s think about what she gained from these three days...
I thought about this thought three or five times in my mind, just to let Teacher Hongjun notice that I was not distracted, I just couldn't keep up with the class and was going to go back to review.
So, let’s start reviewing from what you didn’t understand at the beginning…
The time jumped directly to three days ago.
From the second half of Teacher Hongjun's first sentence, I couldn't understand what that sentence was about...
Suddenly, the confused Ye Tai suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, not only because he remembered the words of Teacher Hongjun, but also because he recalled the "Taoist rhyme" contained around him at the beginning of his sermon, which seemed to have some meaning.
It's different.
Mrs. Ye quickly connected her feelings about the things around her in the past three days. Putting aside what Teacher Hongjun said, Mrs. Ye seemed to have discovered something.
At first, Mrs. Ye thought that when Teacher Hongjun gave a lecture, there would be a vision like that in the world that covers the sky, with golden lotuses emerging from the ground and the heaven and earth appearing auspicious.
But as soon as Teacher Hongjun opened his mouth, he made it clear that there were no bells and whistles, he just spoke word for word, the Tao was natural and simple to the extreme.
This should be the reason why Master Hongjun gave a lecture and kept talking for thousands of years.
The powerful sermons in other worlds are more or less manifesting their own realm and triggering the rules of heaven and earth, just like copying their own content and information to countless floppy disks. From the shallower to the deeper, it is easy for people around them to understand.
If Teacher Hongjun wants to, he can naturally do this. If a saint has an idea and wants to convey something, he can naturally convey it to you. Why do you need to speak word by word for thousands of years?
This may also be a reflection of Hongjun's own realm. He doesn't play with those fancy things, he follows the natural way, and naturally starts from minimalism.
But this is not the key point. The key point is that when the heaven and the earth were first opened and the way of heaven was incomplete, this step-by-step preaching method, from shallow to deep, seemed to be invisibly constructing the complete Tao rhythm of heaven and earth.
The impression given to Mrs. Ye is that the Taoist music around her was just minimalist three days ago. Now it is slowly building up. It seems that every plant, tree, table and chair around her has gradually become more alive and has some kind of "life".
”, in their extremely simple and unpretentious nature, they gradually began to transform under the influence of the rules of heaven and earth.
When Mrs. Ye came to Zixiao Palace, she didn't realize that there was something in the palace that could be considered a treasure, which was just ordinary tables, chairs and benches.
This is why when he saw the door plaque of Zixiao Palace, he used a question in his mind to weigh whether the door plaque of Tushita Palace was more useful or the door plaque of Zixiao Palace.
Logically speaking, the things in Zixiao Palace must be much better than those in Tushita Palace.
But that is for future generations.
At least since the beginning, Mrs. Ye has never discovered that these extremely ordinary things have any strange spirituality.
However, it is there now. Compared with three days ago, it feels a little more alive.
However, I have been completely immersed in the sermons for the past three days. Teacher Hongjun's teachings are too step-by-step, and the people who are in it can't even notice it.
Just imagine, it has only been three days, and everything around you has a touch of spirituality that is difficult to detect. Wait for Teacher Hongjun to talk for three thousand years. Without realizing it, the entire Zixiao Palace has become an incomparable thing, implying the truth of heaven and earth.
The ultimate treasure?
After all, this is the first saint since the beginning of the world, and the incarnation of heaven in the future. Saint Hongjun confirmed himself and taught several saints. It should be that after the success, the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.
As a result, Mrs. Ye stopped attending the lecture because she didn't understand it anyway.
He began to integrate his spiritual thoughts into the surrounding environment, spread his thoughts, and realized the gradual changes in the surrounding plants and trees.
This doesn’t count as being distracted in class.
But it’s totally a lazy person’s way of learning.
It's like a philosophy book. The teacher is talking about the profound meaning of every word, every idiom, and every paragraph in every text. If a scumbag student doesn't understand, then just read the entire textbook.
If you read it carefully, you will definitely not gain as much as those who studied every word carefully, and it may even be a huge difference.
But it is still more ambiguous and confusing than ordinary people who have not read this text, and they understand a lot more.
If you have to talk about philosophy as a scumbag, you will never be able to talk eloquently, but you can at least be able to come up with a few arguments and a few famous quotes.
During Hongjun's sermon, he glanced at Ye Taihe Wangcai. His heart moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He soon stopped paying attention to them and continued teaching good students. The scumbag was not giving up treatment, more or less.
I'm studying, so there's nothing much to say.
Just by studying in this way, the two of you can learn one ten thousandth of what everyone led by the squad leader, that is the biggest miracle since the beginning of the world.
But as everyone knows, spreading their souls to understand the gradual state of the entire Zixiao Palace has consumed all the energy of these two scumbags. They dare not leave at all, otherwise they will not be able to realize the kind of hidden power.