How can it be like this now, not only meeting the master of the Supreme Elder, but also becoming his personal disciple, and his seniority in the Confucian sect was suddenly raised to the ancestor level!
If I were in this situation before, I wouldn't even dare to think about it.
Not to mention me, I believe that even those novel writers in the secular world who make a living by making up stories would not dare to make up stories like this. It is really too bizarre.
I already understood what I needed to know, and I already knew what I needed to know. I couldn’t wait to bow again: “Master, please teach me the supreme method of Confucianism!”
This time, Master Hai was quite happy. He waved his hand, pointed at the stars behind him and said, "Have you seen them?"
"Each star here represents a piece of my inheritance, which not only contains interpretations of the six classics of Confucianism, including poetry, books, etiquette, Yi, Yue, and the Spring and Autumn Period, but also the etiquette, imperial, and imperial laws behind them.
A detailed inheritance of the six arts of shooting, chastity, calligraphy, and counting!”
"You must not underestimate the basic six arts. All the magical powers of Confucianism are the combination of these six arts. Only those who are proficient in the six arts can go further in the future."
"As for the supreme Dharma of Confucianism that you yearn for, it naturally comes from the evolution of the six classics. This is also the characteristic of our lineage."
"In fact, we are not the only ones in this lineage. I was involved in the founding of Xuehaiwuya, the highest institution of Confucianism. The division of the Six Classics and Six Arts that is popular in the world today came from me!"
After saying this, even Master Hai, who had long looked down on everything, had a look of pride on his face.
"Let me ask you, no one in the world can surpass me in the study of the Six Classics and the study of the combination of the Six Arts."
"Even if someone can reinterpret the Six Classics and Six Arts from different angles, it will still be within the framework I drew back then, and it cannot be considered truly transcendent."
"So, as my disciple, you only need to come to this space to study from now on."
"As for the great scholars outside, no matter how great their knowledge and skills are, how they keep pace with the times and bring out the new, they can only be considered as pruning on the hilltops that I pioneered back then. There are not many key innovations and achievements.
breakthrough."
"Remember! When studying and learning skills in our Confucian sect, the most taboo thing is to aim too high and be greedy for more and seek speed. As long as you master the most basic scriptures and skills, and continue to explore, all subsequent achievements will come naturally.
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I didn't expect that one of my questions would lead to such a long paragraph from Master Hai.
I was especially moved by his ardent concern for his disciples, and I will keep his words in mind.
It was only at this moment that I could really see the number of stars behind him. No more, no less. There were only six stars in total, which exactly corresponded to the Six Classics and Six Arts mentioned by Master Hai.
After all, the Six Arts are derived from the Six Classics, which are respectively inscribed on six stars of different shapes and colors.
At this time, as Master Hai reached his happy point, he directly began to give a brief introduction to the Six Classics. Suddenly, an invisible power filled the entire space, causing the six stars behind him to emit a hazy brilliance.
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For a time, this originally mysterious and unpredictable alien space became even more bizarre, as if it was interpreting the separation of heaven and earth at the beginning of the world, and seemed to be silently showing the entire evolution process of life from scratch.
Facing this situation, I have long been intoxicated and unable to extricate myself. I have forgotten where I am at this moment and what year it is today!
During this period, as the explanations of the Six Classics flowed in my heart, they touched my soul from time to time, and actually gave me the urge to soar into the sky.
Everywhere in my body felt comfortable, inside and out, and at certain moments, I had a different kind of understanding of the Six Classics.
There is really no harm without comparison. If you have never seen anything better, you will be addicted to the mediocrity in front of you for a long time.
Master Hai's explanation of the Six Classics of Confucianism in just a few words immediately reminded me that not long ago when I first saw the masters of the six sects of poetry, calligraphy, etiquette, Yi, Yue, and Spring and Autumn Academy of Qitian Academy, they were fighting for me.
The introduction introduces the interpretation of the classics each represents.
Now I think about it again, the difference between the two is simply a matter of clouds and mud!
Although it cannot be said that the theories and opinions of Ouyang Hao, Huang Yi and others are dregs, they are far from comparable to Master Hai's explanation of returning to his roots.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is like the difference between famous teachers and ordinary substitute teachers in the real world!" I sighed in my heart.
After another moment, Master Hai finished speaking, but he didn't know why. Today was obviously a happy day, and this moment was a rare time to get together, but there was a huge amount of loneliness in his eyes.
These bad feelings emerged almost in an instant, and reached a climax as his introduction temporarily ended, directly occupying all his expressions, so that even the invisible temperament emanating from his body was greatly affected.
Influence.
At this moment, Master Hai seemed to have aged a hundred years!
"It's a pity that you came too late! It's such a pity!" He sighed.
At this time, Master Hai looked like a lonely old man next door. He no longer had the inexplicable characteristics that encompassed the world and encompassed the world that he had naturally exuded when he first met him just by standing there.
"What a pity! What a pity! What a pity!" he sighed.
"Master, what did my disciple do wrong?" I said respectfully, trying to figure out what happened to Master Hai at this moment, which caused his emotions to fluctuate to such an extent.
"You didn't do anything wrong..." He shook his head and said, "I didn't do anything wrong either!"
"It's time that's wrong, it's the most helpless thing in the world!" he said, looking at me with a bit of reluctance.
"Master, are you okay? Stop scaring the disciples!" The sudden and increasingly serious abnormality in Master Hai made me very uneasy.
At this moment, I couldn't care about anything anymore, so I rushed forward and grabbed him.
However, it wasn't until I found that my hands were empty that I realized my impulse just now, and I realized again that the Master Hai in front of me was not the real person, but just a phantom.
However, even this phantom has more abundant and complex emotional fluctuations than a real person.
Seeing me rushing forward rashly, he was not angry, but the smile on his face became brighter.
Everything is so weird. One moment, his old face was full of loneliness, and the next moment, he looked like he was dozens or hundreds of years younger.
What happened to Master Hai is constantly impacting my mind, constantly refreshing my understanding of him. (To be continued)