Showdown: I'm Reborn

Chapter 132 Basic Inheritance
Slowly, the scene in front of him changed again.

This time, Zheng Xuan's image became a young man. At this moment, he was standing under the hall, holding a book in his hand, listening to the teacher's lecture.

As for this teacher, he seemed a little unscrupulous.

The teacher was wearing gorgeous clothes, with a large piece of precious jade tied around his waist, sitting on the high hall, and hung a very bright red screen window.

He himself teaches his disciples in front, and there are many beautiful women behind him, most of whom are good at musical instruments or dancing.

If such a teacher were placed in modern society, he would have been reported by his parents long ago, and his teacher qualification certificate would be revoked for you!

What kind of person, teaching the students in the front, then going back to enjoy the women's dance and the women playing musical instruments, as for whether there is any disharmony, probably not...

Soon, Xiong Yan knew the teacher's name - Ma Rong!
This is a great Confucian with a distinctive personality who does not follow the usual path, and he is also a great Confucian. He was the biggest Confucian in the Eastern Han Dynasty before Zheng Xuan.Lu Zhi and Zheng Xuan are both his disciples.

Looking at the teacher's appearance, and seeing some senior brothers whose eyes were looking at the beautiful women behind the teacher from time to time, the thought of benevolence sprouted in Zheng Xuan's heart.

In the eyes of other students, what's wrong with enjoying Ma Rong's status?Don't say it's like this, even more absurd is acceptable.

But when Zheng Xuan saw this scene, he thought of Ren.

Is this benevolent?

Are those dancers and singers still human in the eyes of teacher Ma Rong?Or is it just a tool for pleasure and to relieve personal emotions?
In the eyes of those fellow apprentices, how many people would treat these singers and dancers as human beings?

Even, in the eyes of some fellow apprentices, do these apprentices really count as human beings?

Then, Zheng Xuan thought about the current situation of the Han Dynasty. In the eyes of those powerful and powerful, can a grassroots like himself be considered a human being?
Ever since he had this question, Zheng Xuan often asked himself, what exactly is benevolence?

Zheng Xuan made a series of thoughts on this issue, and these thoughts are translated into vernacular: Does the concept of benevolence have any practical significance in this era (the Han Dynasty)?Can it be helpful to personal cultivation, real life, and the operation of the Han Dynasty?

With the practice of thinking, Zheng Xuan's age is constantly changing, his thoughts on benevolence are also constantly changing, and his personal strength is constantly getting stronger!

When Zheng Xuan grew a beard, his strength was already the best in the world. Even the patriarch of the prefect family may not be as powerful as him.

At that time, only the patriarchs of a few families such as Yuan, Yang, and Xun could compete with him.

And when Zheng Xuan's beard filled both sides of his cheeks, his strength was among the strongest in the world, even if he was not number one in the world, he was not far behind.

From then on, Zheng Xuan began to practice his ideas and began to recruit disciples on a large scale.

Before that, Zheng Xuan didn't dare to ask why, because he was afraid of being wiped out and beaten to death by the family and other great Confucians.

Spreading knowledge on a large scale is not a good thing for the aristocratic family!

If you want to spread knowledge on a large scale without strength, you are looking for death!

Knowledge has long been monopolized!
Pass it on to people in the circle, yes!

Pass it to the gentry, yes!
It's okay to pass it on to poor families.After all, the poor family is a down-and-out family in the final analysis, and the ancestors were once rich, and they are also members of the inner circle.

For example, the well-known Guo Jia is from a poor family.

It's okay to pass it directly to the bottom people, but it can only be a few disciples. If you want to pass it on to hundreds or thousands, you will be assassinated or die of illness.

It wasn't until Zheng Xuan dared to recruit disciples on a large scale to spread knowledge that he suddenly thought of a thought—how powerful was Confucius who dared to directly recruit disciples to spread knowledge on a large scale in the late Spring and Autumn Period?How scary?
He was not forced to kill by the nobles, nor was he assassinated by the nobles, let alone died of illness, and he lived to be 73 years old. How strong is this strength?
Even if it's not number one in the world, it's almost the same, right?
After realizing this point, Zheng Xuan became more low-key and cautious, besides admiring Confucius, the patriarch.I have been studying in my hometown, accepting disciples, and disseminating knowledge.

Suddenly, Xiong Yan felt a little headache, his eyes closed subconsciously, and all the images in his mind disappeared instantly.

The right hand was subconsciously placed on the head, it hurt so much!

Then, Xiong Yan felt very tired!

There is no strength in the body, and even the true energy in the body is much sparser.Looking at Chu Xuan who was standing nearby, Xiong Yan raised his right foot and lost his balance if he was not careful.

After Chu Xuan gave him a hand, Xiong Yan had time to look around: "I'm so stupid, why is it dark? It was still early in the morning."

"You activated your talent subconsciously, and then fell into a sedation. After I found out, I asked other people not to come and disturb you."

"Now, three days and three nights have passed."

"Get me something to eat!"

A moment later, Xiong Yan was holding a chicken leg in his left hand, and a flatbread with rolls of green onions in his right. There was a jar of rice wine in front of him, and he was sitting in front of the campfire roasting it.Chu Xuan, on the other hand, took a relatively firewood-roasted chicken and roasted it over and over on the bonfire, with some oil and spices (spices in traditional Chinese medicine) added from time to time.

After eating the chicken leg in two or three bites, eating a piece of flatbread and a green onion, and drinking half a jar of rice wine, Xiong Yan began to tell his story.

"I just activated my talent and saw many of Zheng Xuan's experiences. Among them, the biggest gain is the basic inheritance of Confucianism. I mean the basic inheritance of extraordinary aspects."

On the basis of pure history, there is no so-called extraordinary power. Confucianism relies on the number of people and the needs of the monarch.

Although Confucianism has various flaws, in terms of maintaining stability, it just meets the needs of the rulers.

The prosperity of Confucianism is not only the result of the efforts of Confucian scholars for generations, but also the needs of the rulers themselves, both of which are indispensable.

And in a world where extraordinary power exists, Confucian Dachang is inseparable from Confucianism being very good at fighting!
At least, the first generation of Confucian scholars were very capable of fighting!

Even in today's troubled times, in Zheng Xuan's memory, there are many Confucian scholars who are very capable of fighting!

Being capable of both literary and martial arts, wearing a sword at the waist, and daring to kill with a sword when pressed, is the style of Confucianism in this era.

Such a demeanor would be greatly criticized in the Song Dynasty.After all, in the values ​​​​of the scholar-officials in the Song Dynasty, monarchs like Zu Long and Li Er were not considered good monarchs, and they were all objects of criticism.

"The extraordinary power in this world is generally based on qi and blood. Military generals all follow this path. Civil servants, there is not much difference between civil servants and military generals in this era. They can kill people with civil and military skills, and what they cultivate is also qi. The way of blood."

In reality, ordinary people rely on the practice of radio gymnastics in the new era to exercise their whole body, slowly give birth to vitality, and achieve extraordinary achievements.

"In Dahan, the soldiers here practice the Daoyin technique recorded in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. This kind of Daoyin technique corresponds to the twelve zodiac signs, and there are twelve kinds in total."

"On the premise of being able to eat enough and endure hardships, practicing these twelve sets of Daoyin techniques can produce vitality within a few years. If you are talented, it only takes a few months."

Hearing this, Chu Xuan remained expressionless, but picked up the dogwood and sprinkled it on the roast chicken, and then smeared some oil on it, and it smelled even more delicious.

"It's not because of how brilliant these twelve sets of Daoyin techniques are, but because these twelve sets of Daoyin techniques will slowly absorb spiritual energy during the process of cultivation, and attract spiritual energy to help you practice."

In the case of no or very little aura, the four sets of pictograph boxing in the real world are most effective.And when the spiritual energy is more abundant, the twelve sets of Daoyin techniques in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic are more efficient.

"In Zheng Xuan's memory, the inheritance of Confucianism is a way to cultivate the power of the mind and blood at the same time. Through the cultivation of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, the mind can be trained at the same time at the beginning of the practice."

"However, this set of practice methods is too idealistic."

Having said that, Xiong Yan stretched out his right hand and patted Chu Xuan's shoulder.

Chu Xuan, who had never changed his face all this time, finally changed this time. He closed his eyes and opened them again after several breaths.

"When you took pictures of me just now, you directly conveyed a lot of information to me. These information include articles of more than 3000 words and twelve pictures, which are exactly the twelve kinds of guidance techniques recorded in the Huangdi Neijing in this world."

Xiong Yan took the roast chicken and nodded seriously.

Immediately, I began to eat and eat, my stomach was really hungry, and my body was deficient, so I continued to replenish.

After a while, Xiong Yan ate up a roast chicken, drank half a jar of rice wine, and ate three slices of flatbread rolls with green onions, so he was a little full.

Chu Xuan, on the other hand, took advantage of Xiong Yan's eating time to record the main points of practice that Xiong Yan passed on to him. In a short while, he wrote hundreds of words.

"The way of the soul is indeed mysterious and unpredictable. At least in terms of conveying information, it is infinitely better than others."

Words have limits!
If the content that can be expressed in a picture is completely converted into text, it may take tens of thousands of words.

A person can only imagine the appearance described in the picture after reading these tens of thousands of words and understanding thoroughly, but if he is asked to directly look at the picture, it will be an instant.

In an instant, the former went to study hard for half a month.

But Xiong Yan's slap mobilized his spiritual power and his thoughts, and directly completed the exchange of spiritual and thinking information with Chu Xuan.

"This practice method of Confucianism seems to be to cultivate both the mind and the way of blood, but in fact it is to refine the mind and the spirit in essence. ..."

"The most important thing is that it is too idealistic and there is no direct standard. Everyone has a different view on benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. This is originally good and conducive to the development of personality, but if you look at it from another angle, it is I can understand why so many traitors and cynics are born..."

(End of this chapter)