Dao fruit.

Such a straightforward question did not annoy Ma Yang, the old man replied slowly: "I was sent to the frontier by the sage, and I happened to go to the interference of the common people, and I wrote books with peace of mind. There are evil spirits rampant, so I came here, hoping to educate the city, not seeking evil spirits and doing good, at least not doing evil, and no longer disturbing the peace of the people."

"Sure enough!"

After hearing this, Qiu Yan understood.

He listened to the book at night for three days, and his soul power became more and more refined and stronger, and he felt that there was a powerful force in the sound of the book, which could calm people's hearts, remove hostility, and create peace.If it continues and subtly changes over the years, even mortals who have not embarked on life practice will still benefit from it.

But for practitioners, the impact is even greater. Qiu Yan's avatar has accumulated articles in its memory, and when it is mobilized by the sound of the book, it feels like a fish in water; while ordinary demon cultivators and people with bad intentions will inevitably resist it. The sound of the book will naturally be suppressed, but if you are willing to listen and immerse yourself in the sound of the book, you will gradually benefit from it.

"Not only that, since the day he entered the city, he read articles every night. The sound of the book echoed in the sky and spread throughout the county. It was similar to a god enveloping the city, making the demons feel jealous and dare not act unscrupulously."

Qiu Yan entered Yuanning City that day, and felt the existence of the City God's Law Realm once he stepped in, but when he came to Qingchang County, not only did he not feel the Law Domain, but he encountered the old monster Sanpo in broad daylight. Killing and devouring souls without scruples, but also manifesting the prototype, it is because the gods in the city are withered, so the evil spirits can have no taboos.

Now that Ma Yang is studying, he vaguely makes up for the lack of divine way, which is also the reason why Qiu Yan is no longer in a hurry to investigate the traces of the demon in the Chen family.

"It's not just the Shinto that fills in the gaps, but even the hungry people in the city can benefit. It also makes the evil spirits no longer treat the people like nothing, and prevents the tragedy like Zuoqu Village from happening again."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't help admiring the old man in front of him. The method seemed simple, but it was infinitely effective.

"It has long been heard that the old Xiangguo cares about the people, and the rumors are true."

This sentence is not invented by Qiu Yan. Scholars have their own circle. Whether they are rich or poor, they will pay attention to the rumors of scholars, and people like Ma Yang are the protagonists in the scholars. Eye-catching, spread in many ways.

However, Ma Yang shook his head: "The people are the foundation of the country. Doing things for the people is not worthy of praise, but an official's duty. You must know that the people can carry the country's dynasty, and can also conquer the world. The people's aspirations and the general trend should not be underestimated. The relevant matter, no matter how ordinary, cannot be regarded as a trivial matter."

"Old Xiangguo's words are thought-provoking, but there are very few people in the world who can think and do so."

Ma Yang nodded and continued: "So we must try to make this thought deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. From ancient times to the present, dynasties have changed, and there are not few people who can do this, and there are many counterexamples. If everyone can understand history, take history as the The mirror, knowing the gains and losses, knowing how to advance and retreat, and understanding the truth, will naturally lead to peace in the world.”

"No wonder the old Xiangguo has been reading sentences and articles from the official history these days." Qiu Yan also nodded.

Ma Yang responded: "I don't just read history, I also have to go over it again, reorganize, and reorganize the events from the emperor's rule of the world to the first emperor's rule of the country, and write it into a book for the convenience of future generations. reasonable."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan gasped.

"No wonder! No wonder! No wonder he has to use so many carts to pull books and write history. This man's courage..."

No wonder three in a row, Qiu Yan was astonished.

This is not a trivial matter. Writing history in ancient times is extraordinary. The official history of each generation is compiled by thousands of people. There are so many great works. If you want to read them all, I don’t know how many years it will take, but Ma Yang said that Starting from the time of the ancient Emperor Renhuang, to sort out the official history, it is not only necessary to finish reading, but also to read through it, so that there will be no mistakes and omissions, and it will be convenient for future generations to study.

"According to what he said, he still needs to use the past to explain the present, and leave a guide for the world. This requires re-editing, adding annotations, cognition, and quotations. How can this be done by one person? But , From what happened just now, it can be seen that this old Xiangguo has achieved quite a lot in sexual cultivation, and perhaps he wants to use this to make things happen."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan didn't hide his thoughts, and asked directly. Unexpectedly, Ma Yang shook his head and said: "I know that there is a way of life, but this is a personal way. No matter how advanced it is, it is limited to one person. If you spend time on this, how can you still have the energy to do things, you are also a practitioner, you should know the meaning of my words."

"Huh?" Qiu Yan heard this, but was even more puzzled, "Could it be that the old Xiangguo didn't practice? Then what happened just now..."

"Ahem!" Ma Yang coughed twice again, but told a story instead of answering, "I once had a good friend who wanted to practice Taoism. The method of detachment, until one day, he and I went boating on the lake, suddenly shouted, and then said, "I want to be detached, but who has bound me", and finally drove away on a cloud, and he has never been seen. He is a man among gods."

Once you have an epiphany, you will reach the sky in one step!

After telling such a story, Ma Yang kept silent.

Qiu Yan was in deep thought, chewing on that sentence.

"'I seek liberation, but who has bound me', the meaning of this sentence is that a person seeks liberation and is not bound, but asks who gave the restraint and where it came from. The implication is, that is……"

Qiu Yan's thoughts turned sharply, ripples appeared on the surface of the body transformed by the living soul, and the whole person became more transparent, showing cracks, and finally with a "pop", the figure shattered and turned into an invisible living soul again.

"Thank you Xiangguo for your advice," said a voice from Shenghun, "Just this one sentence, this trip is worthwhile, but there is still something unclear about Wansheng, please Xiangguo clearly say, why did you let Wansheng come in, talk about writing books, and give advice? "

"You have literature in your soul, which is the seed of reading. Although you walk the extraordinary way, you do ordinary things. These days, there are many rumors in the market when you give out porridge and food. What's the point of talking to you?" Speaking of this, he The topic changed, "However, the sages don't talk about strange powers and gods, and they say that they respect ghosts and gods and stay away. They are telling us to rely on our own efforts and strive for self-improvement. Although you have the blessing of the gods, it is not a good thing to involve too much. In the future, you must pay more attention to the imperial examinations. , well, go, come and listen to me read history tomorrow."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Qiu Yan felt his soul lose weight, the wind howled, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, his heart was startled, his thoughts burst, and his strength surged out.

Boom!

With the sound of the impact, he suddenly got up from the chair, bumped into the corner of the table, knocked over the pen container, and several pens rolled to the ground immediately.

But Qiu Yan didn't care about it at all, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, his eyes moved, and he found the light outside the window, and then he realized that it was already morning, recalling everything last night, it was like a dream, and it really gave birth to a bit of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly Feel it.

At this moment, there was a soft sound outside the room, and when the door opened, Pan Rongniang walked in with a bowl.

ps: Thank you Dali for your reward!