Fairy way

Dingcheng is a city in the northern part of the Great Yin Dynasty. This city is not very big, but it is by no means small. It must be the city of the Xiaoyao Dynasty. This city can be regarded as a medium-sized city. But it is not very eye-catching. There is a bamboo forest in the north of the city. Many bamboo houses suddenly appeared in the dense forest 20 years ago. It is said that these bamboo houses were built by a group of scholars. An old scholar opened a school here. From time to time, the sound of reading can be heard occasionally in the originally silent bamboo forest. It sounds extremely distant and mixed with a trace of mystery. The people in the city are very curious to know that there is a private school deep in the bamboo forest. Children who can't afford a school often go to the bamboo forest to listen to the words of the sage and be educated by the sage. What's even more surprising is that the old gentleman who runs a private school accepts two children from poor families without paying a penny. As a student, the news spread that many poor people in the city went into the dense forest to send their children to study, but the old man would not refuse anyone who came, and accepted them all as students.

At this moment, the sound of reciting aloud came out again in the bamboo forest. Following the sound, one can see a house in the depths of the bamboo forest. There is a rather large bamboo house, from which the sound of reciting comes out. A white-haired old man is sitting on the seat, and beside him stands a woman who looks only in her 20s. She was born extremely beautiful, with a mature charm in her purity. Before she was sitting, there were rows of desks under the steps. Behind the desks were scholars in white robes, and even women. .

The old man squinted his eyes and seemed to be dozing off. At this moment, a scholar below respectfully said: "Sir, what is the difference between a saint and a mortal." Open your eyes, the eyes are full of softness.

I only heard the old man say: "A sage is no different from an ordinary person. A saint is a mortal. It is even more ordinary than an ordinary person."

As soon as this remark came out, all the people below were in an uproar. Originally, in their hearts, saints were supreme and more noble than emperors, but now the master told them that saints were not as good as ordinary people. This made the scholars below very shocked. The old man looked at his students and said indifferently: "The parents of saints are mortals. No matter how wise a saint is, he must honor his parents and bow down to his parents. The wisdom of a saint comes from mortals. Mortals are the masters of saints. The reason why saints are saints It's not that he is so noble, but because he has condensed too much wisdom of mortals, so the so-called saint is just the most outstanding person among mortals." The old man's indifferent words spread throughout the bamboo house, and the originally noisy room The house gradually became quiet, and the scholars stopped making noise, but listened to the teacher's lecture attentively. Although these scholars respected the saint who had never been seen in the mouth of the teacher, they respected the white-haired man in front of him even more. Gradually, when scholars think of saints, they will think of Mr.

After the old man finished speaking, another person asked a question, this person was a relatively small woman, she first bowed to Xianyu, and then said softly: "Sir, you always tell me and other students that your teaching is the work of a sage." What kind of person can be regarded as a saint? Are there any saints in the world today?" This remark aroused the curiosity of the students, and they all waited to hear the teacher's teaching.

Hearing the words, the old man stroked his white long beard under his forehead and said lightly: "When you see a beggar on the roadside, you will go up and give him some silver taels. When your parents are unwell, you will wait on them with clothes on. When you are in trouble, you will do your best to help each other. When the country is in trouble, you have the courage to fight to the death on the battlefield. Those who can do this are considered gentlemen, and those who can do better are those who A saint, anyone in this world can become a saint, even an illiterate person, as long as he understands loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, he is a saint. You can be regarded as a villain, a saint and a villain only think about it in one thought, and it depends on what you think in your heart." The old man yawned at this point, and then said: "Okay, I will stop here today, and I will leave later. Let's go." Hearing the words, the woman next to him carefully supported the old man and walked towards the door, but none of the scholars moved, and when the figures of the old man and the woman disappeared into the bamboo house, these students left one after another. Most of them live in Dingcheng, and only 72 people live in bamboo houses in the forest. These 72 people are also the students of the old man, but these 72 are different from those students. They also study Confucianism, but they are not like this. The Confucianism spread in the world, what these 72 people have learned, only the old man understands in this world. The old man is not an ordinary person. After all the people came to this bamboo forest outside Dingcheng, they lived here for 30 years. During these 20 years, Xianyu has accepted many disciples, and now there are 20 direct disciples.

At this moment, Xianyu is standing on the top of a three-story bamboo building, looking at the bamboo sea in the distance, his eyes are full of thoughts, and there is still a trace of sadness, until now he has come to this world It has been nearly 300 years, but there is still no sign of returning to the Xiaoyao Dynasty. Xianyu is no longer attached to this, but the missing of his relatives in his heart occasionally makes him a little sad. At this moment, a soft and beautiful words sounded: " Grandpa, it's very windy here, go back to your room and rest." Xian Yu regained his composure when he heard the words, he turned his head to look, and there was a charming woman in front of him, this woman was Rui'er, Now she has grown into a big girl. She has followed Xianyu for nearly 30 years. She has already regarded Xianyu as her close relative. Even her parents can't match the weight of her grandfather in her heart. For the grace of fertility, Xianyu has the grace of survival and regeneration for him.

Xian Yu smiled and said: "Girl, you know some details about Grandpa, why do you treat Grandpa as an ordinary old man." They are all clear, even though this is the case, everyone has never asked Xianyu. The people who follow Xianyu are naturally outstanding people. They deeply know that there is a reason for such an expert to do so. , when it should be said, it will make it clear, if it does not want others to know, it will definitely not say it. In fact, Xianyu did not intend to hide his identity, but in his opinion, there is nothing to say.

After hearing Xianyu's words, Rui'er hugged Xianyu's arm and said softly: "The granddaughter knows that grandpa is a fairy-like figure, but even so, the granddaughter must do what she should do. I don't even care about grandpa's body, that granddaughter really doesn't deserve to stay by grandpa's side, when grandpa rescued his granddaughter, the granddaughter has already made an oath to serve grandpa well in this life."

Hearing this, Xianyu laughed again, stroking Rui'er's head and lovingly said: "Okay, our Ruier is really filial."

While the two were talking, there was a sound of brisk footsteps behind them, and only one voice said: "Sir, I'm back."

Xian Yu fixed his eyes, but saw a man in white approaching him. The man was extremely handsome, with a pair of tiger eyes as deep as the sun and the moon, as if he could penetrate people's hearts. Fan, Gui Fan at this moment is no longer the fugitive who was chased and killed by his own brother back then. He is now Xian Yu's first disciple and one of the successors of Xian Yu's Confucianism. At this moment, he has no hatred in his heart. Some are just yearning for Confucianism, and some are just the deep respect for Xianyu, Xianyu nodded to him and said: "Guifan! Is it going well to go to Dingcheng to purchase daily necessities? What should be given Have you given all the money?"

Gui Fan couldn't help laughing wryly when he mentioned this matter: "Master, every time you ask your disciples to give the exact amount of silver taels to those sellers, but those sellers refuse to accept it anyway! Master, you know it. There are quite a few merchants in the city whose children are students of your master, those who sell meat, rice, cloth, and oil. It can be said that as long as there are merchants in the city, most of their children are in the teacher's class. Respect your seat to be taught, and you never collect silver taels, not only that, but in the past 20 years, among the disciples you have taught, there are two champions, five second places, and sixteen third-ranked students, which are among the best in the world There are three big people who are now high officials in the imperial court, and one of these three people has even become a prime minister who is under one person and over ten million people. The remaining two are also second-rank high officials. He holds an important position in the imperial court, so in the past 20 years, even rich people in the city have sent their children to us, and two of them are the sons of the county grandpa's family. Tell me, who in this city dares to accept your silver taels? Not to mention taking your silver taels, even I want to give you silver." Although he said this with a wry smile on his face, his respect for Xian Yu has reached the peak in his heart. To be honest, the current Da Yin In the dynasty, except for the emperor, all the capable ministers are Xianyu's disciples. Today's Xiaoyao Dynasty is not so much the emperor's court as it is Xianyu's court. This Dongshenghao land is not so much the emperor's imperial land , it is better to say that it is Xianyu's land, facing such a capable person, Gui Fan really dare not show any disrespect.

There was a wry smile on Xian Yu's face when he heard this, and he sighed and said: "I don't like to owe money to other people the most, but since people don't want to accept me, I can't force him, that's all. When you have to pay, you pay, if they don’t accept it, you don’t need to face it, and the daily needs of us are much less than ordinary people, and at most it’s just getting some food when you’re hungry.” Speaking of here, Xianyu The conversation changed and he continued: "By the way, have you made progress in your practice these days? Are you proficient in all the exercises taught by your teacher?" My home is surrounded by a gentle force.

Gui Fan hurriedly said respectfully: "Master, none of the disciples and fellow juniors slack off, and they will never let down Master's grace of teaching the Dharma." , if you get angry, it will be terrible.

Xianyu smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "In this case, you will practice the magic skill of returning all benevolence to oneness passed on by your master."

"Obey." Gui Fan responded and pinched the seal with his hands. After a while, a huge character Ren appeared behind him, and from these characters Ren, more than ten small Ren characters were differentiated, and then hundreds of thousands of characters appeared. The character for benevolence was separated from the character for great benevolence, and it didn't take long to fill up the entire ten li radius with the characters for benevolence. Gui Fan stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the character for benevolence, and the benevolence rushed towards the quarter of three like an arrow from Li Xuan. The big tree that can't be hugged by people, I saw that the moment the character "Ren" hit the big tree, the big tree turned into ashes. The reason why there is a big tree in the bamboo forest is that Xianyu planted it himself. It is to let the disciples be the target of attack.

Seeing this, Xianyu nodded in satisfaction and said: "Not bad, not bad, although the power is not satisfactory, but the mind has been fully understood, very good, very good, accept the technique, ha ha." As soon as the Shangfa seal changed, countless benevolence characters converged towards the benevolence character behind it, and disappeared within a short time. The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Xianyu's gaze turned to the distant sky, and after a long time of being stunned, he suddenly asked Gui Fan, "Guifan, if one day you had to kill your own brother with your own hands, what would you do?" Fan couldn't help but startled, although he didn't understand why his master said these words, but he knew that Xianyu's words were naturally reasonable, and he couldn't help being a little excited at this moment, and he thought of the 20 On that rainy night many years ago, the neighing of a handsome horse sounded in my ears again.