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Chapter 248 Today I Know That I Am Me

Wonderful, wonderful!What the predecessors thought is really amazing! "

In the lobby on the first floor of Wan Dao Building, Song Xingyun stood in front of an ancient painting with a frenzied expression and exclaimed loudly with excitement.

His admiration 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 painting hanging on the wall, Zhao Sheng said with a smile: "Friend Song, you are so pleasantly surprised, you must have gained a lot. Congratulations!"

"Haha, to tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist Zhao, this spiritual root map really made Xiaodao feel deeply. The expert who left this painting must be my senior patriarch of Xiaoyaomen. Senior Taoism is so deep, Xiaodao admires it very much!" 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 it is in the style of ink and wash.

As far as the eye can see, 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 barrenness.

In the center of the painting, there is a lush green nine-leaf vine. The vine spreads and grows in all directions, and grass sprouts everywhere it passes, bursting out with indescribable vitality.

There is a strong contrast between the dark and dead air in the sky and a small piece of green vines, but it is even more unforgettable for the majestic momentum of the barren vines.

Dong Miaozhen was well-read and knowledgeable, when he saw this ancient painting, he immediately introduced in a soft voice: "This painting was painted by the ancestor Huishengzi of Xiaoyaomen 3000 or [-] years ago."

"This is true! Patriarch Huishengzi is Xiaodao's great-grandfather. This is his posthumous work. No wonder it fits so well with the exercises I practice."

Song Xingyun was very pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but whisper:
"A line of green vines and leaves are dense, and the barren grass is gradually growing for thousands of miles. The hundred deserts will be Optimus Prime, and the roots of the earth will never be moved."

"What a poem, what a great earth root! It seems that the method practiced by Fellow Daoist Song must be the "Sutra of Resurrection of Ten Thousand Tribulations" of your family." Zhao Sheng applauded and praised with a smile.

"you flatter me."

Song Xingyun humbly raised his palms in return, and then asked: "Zhao Daoyou, I wonder if you can gain something after observing the masterpieces of the predecessors?"

Zhao Sheng looked around, and saw that on the wall of the lobby, there were one after another pictures of Tao characters in different shapes and spirits, full of moral meaning, as well as paintings and runes.

"Zhao didn't gain much, but he only came across a sentence, which is 'Heaven follows Tao, Tao follows nature'."

"Heaven follows Tao, Tao follows nature!" Song Xingyun's mind was shaken, and he repeated this sentence subconsciously.

When he came back to his senses, a hint of admiration could not help showing on his face.

"Brother Zhao, you are really born with Dao roots. What you said is wonderful, as if pointing directly at the origin of the Dao. It would be great if you could join my Xiaoyaomen."

"Ha ha!"

At this moment, a sneer came from a distant corridor.

Kong Lang led a group of people swaggeringly up to Zhao Sheng and the others from a distance.

He first glanced at Dong Miaozhen, the admiration in his eyes was fleeting, then he looked at Zhao Sheng jealously, and sneered, "So what? Can you condense golden pills just by talking about it? Besides, Kong also has something. Listen up."

Without waiting for a few people to react, he sang loudly: "Tao seems to have no substance and no heart, just like the immortal immortal. Immortal immortal, immeasurable fruit, a golden elixir contains everything."

After the poem was completed, Kong Lang asked with a proud face: "How is this poem of enlightenment?"

When it comes to writing poems and essays, the Confucians of Lingyun Academy are recognized as the number one in this world.

Kong Lang had lost face a lot before, so he took this opportunity to observe Wan Dao Lou, and he must find his place in front of Zhao's Xiao Er.

Of course, he also wanted to show off his knowledge to Dong Miaozhen.

"How could such a peerless beauty who turned into a celestial being fall into the clutches of such a vulgar clown? It's simply unbearable!" Kong Lang thought indignantly.

Zhao Sheng kept the opponent's performance in his eyes, and secretly lowered his evaluation of Kong Lang by three points.

Frivolous, impetuous, moody.

Such people with unstable minds may have no hope of golden elixir in this life.

"Young Master Kong, your Enlightenment Poem sounds good. But as far as I know, you are from the ancient Confucianism Confucianism, and you are also the head of the Upper House of Lingyun Academy. Why is the Enlightenment Poem full of Taoism?"

Hearing Zhao Sheng's question, Kong Lang's face changed slightly.

But at this time, Zhao Sheng's last questioning made him lose his demeanor completely, and became furious.

"Hmph, your Confucianism, Taoism, and literary heart... have all been cultivated into the dog's belly?"

"You, you, you!" Kong Lang pointed at Zhao Sheng, his fingers trembling in anger, and his momentum increased sharply, releasing streaks of black and white literary energy.

"What, you want to fight with me? Are you recovering from the previous injury?" Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and a fist-sized purple flame suddenly condensed in the palm of his hanging right hand.

Seeing this, Dong Miaozhen immediately stepped forward to stop her, "Do not do anything in Wandao Building! Otherwise, even Patriarch Yuanying will not be able to protect you."

Kong Lang snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said sharply: "Hmph, Zhao Qingyang, you don't need to be brave for a while. I'll see how you make a fool of yourself when you get to the Dao Discussion Stage!
Finally, on behalf of my comrades, I would like to give you a piece of advice: Muxiu will be destroyed by forest wind! "

After speaking, he walked away with a group of people.

Dong Xiaowan didn't follow and left, but moved to Zhao Sheng's side.A pair of beautiful eyes looked at him deeply, her eyebrows were frowned, and her cherry mouth was full of worry.

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 very careful."

Cough!

As soon as Dong Xiaowan finished speaking, Dong Miaozhen suddenly coughed twice, and then kindly reminded: "Xiaowan, Kong Lang and the others have gone far, so hurry up and follow."

"Yes, Miss Miaozhen, Xiaowan will leave now."

Dong Xiaowan hastily bowed to Dong Miaozhen and saluted, before leaving, her beautiful eyes were full of sorrow and nostalgia, and she took a deep look at Zhao Sheng.

Alas, it seems that another candidate Weaver Girl has moved her "mortal heart" towards him.

Who made him so outstanding! (Sword God Lin Yizhi smiled and remained silent.)
There are nine Wandao Buildings, and tens of thousands of "Taoist works" of predecessors are in full bloom inside.

It took a whole day for Zhao Sheng and the others to observe it roughly.

There was nothing to say for a long night, and it was the third day in a blink of an eye.

Ten miles further to the south of Wandaolou, in the middle of a valley surrounded by mountains and rivers, stands a nine-color altar built in the shape of heavenly stems, earthly branches, yin and yang, five elements, eight trigrams and nine palaces.

This nine-color Dharma platform is a well-known platform for discussing Taoism.

This stage is a place for discussing the Tao, which is specially set up for the outstanding talents of the Phoenix Club to talk about the Tao, and it is also a show for displaying personal "talent".

……

The sun was shining brightly and the wind was breezy.

On the Dao Discourse Platform, 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-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the center of the Fatai.

If you observe carefully, you can clearly see that most of the small groups that sit together are centered on one or two daughters of the Dong family.

Although the Phoenix Society has only started for three days, most people have already found the target of the raid.

Needless to say, Zhao Sheng must sit with Dong Miaozhen.

But what makes others envious and jealous, and gnashing their teeth with hatred is that,

Dong Xiaowan, Dong Yuyi and other most outstanding beauties among the daughters of the Dong family actually sat down next to that boy, and most of them were affectionate, with a submissive appearance that you could choose.

"Damn it, where is the pride of Dong's daughter?"

"Hmph, that kid is ugly and skinny like a praying mantis. What's so good about him?"

"Miaozhen, you are mine! Zhao Qingyang, I am at odds with you."

The ancients said: Beauty is a disaster, this statement is very reasonable.

Zhao Sheng didn't do anything too extreme at all, and even caused public outrage because of it.

……

"A grain of sand contains a thousand worlds, and a body and mind are the same in all dharmas. To know it, you must know the formula of no heart, and it is pure karma not to be stained or stagnant."

After singing an Enlightenment poem, the little monk Dingnan, with red lips and white teeth, and a shiny head, clasped his palms together solemnly, and signaled to everyone one by one.

This person was born in the Tantra lineage of the Future Temple. It is rumored that he is a reincarnated soul boy.

Esoteric Buddhism majors in the three meridians and seven chakras, and the penetration of the seven chakras is equivalent to the foundation-building realm of a cultivator.

Just as the little monk Dingnan was about to step back, a man suddenly stood up on the east side of the Dharma platform.

"Buddha is the heart. The heart is the Buddha. The heart and the Buddha are always illusory things. There is no body, no form, no appearance. It is neither form, nor empty, nor non-empty. Inaction, existence, and non-existence are in the sand of the Buddhaland of Ultimate Bliss."

Hua Lianqiao twisted her slender waist and stepped forward with lotus steps, her pretty face was more feminine than a woman's, and her voice was incomparably more charming than a woman's.

"Little monk, how is this Buddha's letter written? The true Buddha is just like the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. I, Blissful Heaven, have a great relationship with your Tantric sect! We must get close to each other."

As she said that, Hua Lianqiao performed her charming skills, shining brightly, seducing the little monk again and again.

"Amitabha! The master said that the body has no form, and that male and female fans are all skeletons! I will not argue with you." After Ding Nan sang loudly, he hurriedly turned around and sat down.

Hua Lianqiao smugly covered her mouth with a smile, looked around the crowd, and preached: "Everything in nature is born with desires, and all desires are in the Dao of this life. Desires are the truth, the true Buddha, and the Tao..."

……

"Yao Ming has essence and calmness and light, Taixuan is boundless and leads to emptiness, which is called a cave. It concentrates the essence and concentrates the mind, and controls the ancestral energy to hover. The supreme chapter is mixed and ever-changing, and the law and fate last forever. , Consolidate the soul and concentrate to lead the group of gods, release the knot, return to the original five-pass, and all qi will return." Haoran Zong Jin Wulin publicly expressed his understanding of the divine sense.

……

"Nurture Qi, cultivate immortality, endure the sun and the moon, robbing and destroying samsara. A little bit of Dao Xin is like the sun, and a little bit of divine light in the Zifu Palace." Ziyang Sect Tianjiao said.

……

"Feixuan Ziqi condenses spiritual roots, Gangwei Yuxu is always full of gods, the sky is full of luxuriance and nature, there are twelve legends on the tower. Yulou, E'e, Yaojingyun, **Zique with Jinxuan. Qiongtang Weishuo Nao Baqian, out of which comes the green and gold Nine Spirit Immortals."

In the center of the Taiji diagram, Kong Lang sang a poem of enlightenment loudly, which attracted applause from everyone on the spot.

He triumphantly cupped his hands to return the salute, and then his gaze suddenly turned to Zhao Sheng who was surrounded by beauties.

"Zhao Qingyang, you have been listening for a long time, but you have never said a word. Why don't you come on stage and discuss with me?"

Kong Lang was afraid that Zhao Sheng would not fall into the trap, so he said aggressively: "You dare not come up, is it because you are afraid that you will make a fool of yourself in public?"

"Zhao Daoyou, aren't you afraid?"

"Beauty is in my arms, someone may be stunned."

"Zhao Daoyou is not this kind of person, he will definitely go up."

"Zhao Daoyou, please! Don't forget that Brother Kong is waiting."

Zhao Sheng shook his head in the face of a group of people who were booing and raising rice seedlings, then slowly stood up from the futon, walked to the center of the Taiji diagram, and faced Kong Lang.

"Since you are so elegant, Zhao will try his best to teach you what is Tao."

"Hmph, arrogant!"

Kong Lang couldn't help spitting, and then opened his mouth first, and said loudly: "From my point of view, anyone who cultivates should first incarnate, and those who incarnate first aspire to the Tao. The Tao is in the heart, and the Tao is stored in the heart. The Tao cannot be seen, and the heart can't forget it." , Those who do not forget their minds keep the Dao firm and upright, the righteous Dao is in their hearts, and they don’t worry about things.”

Zhao Sheng shook his head and retorted: "Your way is too narrow, it is only the way of the human heart. The way of man is not like the way of heaven! Watching the way of heaven and sticking to the way of heaven are exhausted. Heaven has five immortals and ten thousand spirits, see Those who live will prosper. Immortal spirits are in the heart, and they are executed in the sky. The universe is in the hands, and all transformations are in the body."

"Heavenly mind is like one's own mind. Nature is like human beings; human mind is machine. Establishing the way of heaven, the way of humanity is also accomplished."

"You are wrong!"

Zhao Sheng said without hesitation: "The way of heaven is fair, treat everything like a humble dog!

There is a saying that when the sky sends out murderous intentions, the stars move to change places; "

Kong Lang is not just Lang's false name, seeing that the way does not make sense, he immediately said cleverly: "The way of heaven is big and transformed, and it is illusory.

I should take it as the waterway.

There is no shortcut in the world like water.Water benefits all things without fighting, and eliminates all evils..."

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng's face became serious, and he said coldly: "The former sages used water as a metaphor for the Tao, which is really wonderful. However, the way of others is not one's own way, just like the name of others is not one's own name.

I also have a proverb from the former sages for you: "Tao can be said, very Tao."The name can be named, very famous..."

After listening to Chapter 1 of Lao Tzu's Dao Jing, Kong Lang's face turned livid, and he didn't dare to refute.

He never expected that Zhao Qingyang had read the "Tao Te Ching" written by Lao Tzu.

It must be known that there are only two copies of the "Tao Te Ching" stored in the depths of the Lingyun Academy's Shushan in this world, and they have always been rarely known to outsiders.

He originally wanted to pretend to be aggressive, but he didn't know that he would be fucked instead.

Seeing that Kong Lang was deflated, Jian Shisan suddenly said abruptly: "Ren Er uttered all kinds of words, I will break it with one sword!"

Haha!

As soon as the words were finished, Shao Shaoyang from Lingyun Academy stood up, laughed loudly and said: "Brother Thirteen is so heroic, Shao admires him. I also have a poem about enlightenment that has been in my heart for a long time, and I can't spit it out right now."

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by his junior brother, Kong Lang flashed his figure and quickly retreated into the crowd.

When Shao Shaoyang saw his senior brother stepping back, 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 I feel a lot in Wandaolou. I asked in my heart and said, the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle."

As soon as he finished reading, everyone immediately applauded.

"Okay, Shao Daoyou's poem is excellent."

"That's right, today's Taoist poem starts with this poem."

"The so-called poetry speaks the truth. Fellow Daoist Shao has a clear heart, and the golden core is hopeful."

……

Seeing this situation, Shao Shaoyang decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue.

Kong Lang was defeated by Zhao Qingyang twice, and it was said that he would lose face when he returned to the school.

If he defeated Zhao Qingyang, not only would he be able to bring back a round for the school, but it would also be of great benefit to the school's ranking. Maybe he could win the position of head of the school from Kong Lang.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands at Zhao Sheng, and said with a gentle smile: "Zhao Daoyou, do you have any advice?"

As soon as Zhao Sheng heard this, he knew what the other party was planning.

But... he found the wrong opponent!
"I don't dare to teach you! But Zhao suddenly got a poem." Zhao Sheng's expression was very modest.

"Oh, I would like to hear the details." Shao Shaoyang's eyes flashed, and he followed the words.

"I have a golden crow, and I have been locked up by the world of mortals for a long time." Zhao Sheng sang softly in a low tone.

Then he took a step, looked at Haoyang on the horizon, his voice suddenly raised, and his tone was passionate: "Now the dust is gone, and the light is shining, shining through the mountains and rivers."

After reading this sentence, Zhao Sheng remained silent for a long time, seemingly at a loss for words.

Seeing this situation, Shao Shaoyang pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why didn't fellow Daoist Zhao stop reading. This poem seems to have an unfinished meaning."

"Hey, how do you know?"

Zhao Sheng let out a sigh, and looked at Shao Shaoyang with a surprised expression.

Shao Shaoyang curled his lips, and was about to speak, but saw that the other party suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, and happily recited the whole poem:
"I have a golden crow, which has been locked away by the world of mortals for a long time. Now the dust is exhausted, and the light shines through the mountains and rivers. Hey, I saw Dao Xin on the Shou Dao Peak, and today I know that I am me!

(End of this chapter)