I Am Immortal

Chapter 560: Enlightenment! !

Zhuang Zhou helped the old man walk on the street.

When people coming and going saw this old man, they all felt an unparalleled respect and respect from deep in their hearts. They immediately took two steps back to both sides and bowed to salute, even if they were gangsters on the roadside. They all looked solemn at this time.

One of them was still laughing with others and gave his boss a backhand that broke his head. After reacting, they all put on their clothes and saluted respectfully and even a little reservedly.

 This is a living legend in the world.

 The sermon has been preached here since the beginning of the Nine Stone Tablets.

Their grandfathers all listened to the old man's sermons, and their fathers used to play in front of the old man's knees when they were young. Even they themselves, when they first learned Taoism and practiced Buddhism, dressed neatly and went to see this man. The old master.

 In their eyes, this old man who preached to people all over the world was one of the totems of the prosperity of the human race in this era.

On the eaves on one side, a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing smart clothes, deerskin boots, and a long sword slung across her body, lazily stared at the white-haired master below, but it was the little dragon girl. , The Dragon Clan has a long life span. More than fifty years have passed, and it looks like they have only grown up by one or two years.

 “Master, how are you today?”

“Master, I haven’t seen you for a long time. My cultivation has improved again.”

 What people say with a smile.

 The old man responded gently.

Although everyone is practicing now and has strong inner Qi, because Saint Qiu founded a private school to teach various kinds of practice, and the existence of Jiuding directly strengthened the talent of practitioners, resulting in the human world almost entering the state of [ In the current state of knowledge sharing, many of the problems that had been caused by unreliable foundations and the lack of true transmission at the beginning, resulting in no progress after a certain level, have been solved.

 After solving these unnecessary internal consumption.

 The combat power of the human world has further expanded.

Soon, Qiu integrated yin and yang and compiled the scriptures of Yi, which directly reduced the huge difficulty of "Yi" that only the most talented people could dabble in. He compiled many scriptures to provide people with different interests to practice.

 He taught each of his disciples different things according to their characteristics.

 For himself, he is just silent.

  Master Qiu only described himself but did not write anything, and did not want to pass down the writing to future generations.

His disciples were scattered throughout the world. The three thousand disciples who entered the room represented three thousand different dharma lines and different inheritances, falling into the world like stars in the sky.

The commentators in front of the nine stone tablets under Jimen were stimulated.

 So he began to be forced to "roll up".

He also began to spread throughout the world, recruiting disciples and teaching the Dharma.

　　　Master puts others first.

 The common people benefit.

He integrated a complete set of perfect practice paths, directly abandoning many of the code words used when the great sects of the great families monopolized knowledge, and provided the whole world with a complete set of basic practice practices, and the practice of this path, Qiu narrated It is so vivid that it can adapt to 99% of people.

 A considerable part of the human race's combat power in the past has declined significantly due to the monopoly of knowledge.

Qiu smashed the door frame with one punch, and everyone in the world began to imitate it.

Without opening the door to convenience and integrating it into practice, how can we defeat this terrifying existence that is unparalleled in terms of talent, talent, and willpower?

Qiu laid the foundation and set the first step of all cultivation as [self-cultivation].

The ultimate goal is the realm of [Dingling the World]. The blue-shirted scribe can clearly see that this so-called realm of [Dinging the World] is clearly the so-called superior way that the Taoist came to realize by sitting in front of the nine stone tablets. It is simple and simple. The words are [to spread the Dharma to the common people. Cultivate truth and enlightenment, and help all the fans. To serve all sentient beings and eliminate disasters].

The direct result of what Qiu has done in the past seventeen years is that the level of cultivators in the human world has increased exponentially.

  It is to set a precedent for future generations.

Today, Qiu, who is already famous in the world, is fifty-one years old. He has once again fulfilled his agreement and came to see the nearly seventy-year-old man. The scholar in green shirt put his hands behind his back and looked at Qiu. The master walked over, and the scholar in blue clothes slightly narrowed his eyes.

The way of the human world is an extraordinary way. Because of the Nine Cauldrons, the destiny of humanity flows throughout the world.

 This leads to the fact that as long as the requirements are met, anyone in the human world can mobilize a certain level of human luck.

The innate Qi can unleash a real-person level of fighting power.

 Ordinary people may burst out with an innate lethality at any cost.

The human race has no intention of despising the flames of war, but if an enemy comes to the human world, as long as the nine cauldrons are still there and the terrifying fortune formation continues to flow, then those enemies will face a large number of people. Emperor Wa exists in the world, and everyone has an innate level of explosive moves. There is also a terrifying world where the leader of the strongest military strategist, the God of War, is stationed.

 This does not include the individual schools of thought.

 The existence of Qiu is like a huge enemy, forcing all the schools to unite. While frantically trying to defeat Qiu's school, they secretly continue to study Qiu's school and incorporate things from his school.

 Then challenge.

 Continue to be rubbed on the ground by one hand.

 Ravage!

Then they continued to study the book angrily. They chased the figure with endless glory in history, and they also pulled themselves forward, going in a direction that they had never thought of before.

Zhuang Zhou sent the old man to the nine stone tablets, then turned around and walked out to greet Qiu.

Under the Jimen, it was a place where the rich and powerful people of the great families could live. More than fifty years ago, it was demolished by the young and mighty king Li Zhai. Then a Taoist priest came from the sky and erected nine blank stone tablets. , until now, more than 50 years ago, the location there is excellent, and it’s not like there are no people who are greedy for it.

However, the majesty of the Human Emperor Li Weifeng became even greater. Even if someone was greedy, they would not succeed at all. Gradually, this place has become a kind of acquiescence, with some kind of transcendent worldly value and power. Seventeen years ago, the thirty-four-year-old Qiu once talked about Taoism and shocked hundreds of scholars.

In these seventeen years, hundreds of schools of thought contended, and various scholars discussed the Tao with great fervor and brilliance.

Human Emperor Li Weifeng laughed and called it "all the heroes in the world have come here, and do not want to enter the palace and serve as officials in the court"

　　【This place is also a palace】.

 Because of this, it is under Jimen.



Jixia Academy.

The name Jixia is originally so simple.

When Zhuang Zhou saw Qiu again, both of them were no longer young. Qiu's expression was gentle and solemn. Zhuang Zhou looked at him for a long time and sighed. He originally planned to respond lazily, but then looked at this guy. .

Thinking of this Qiu walking around the world, he even went to the Land of All Spirits in the Demon Kingdom, and was trapped in the formation. He was seriously injured and starved for three days and three nights. He was so weakened by the formation that his disciples could not stand up, but he himself He can also play the piano and sing.

 Looking at his broad shoulders and arms, he had a kind expression.

 And the sword.

 Fu Ziqiu’s sword is long and has no edge.

　　Very able to convince others.

Zhuang Zhou was not a stubborn person, so he took the initiative to hold his hand and said, "Fu Ziqiu is here."

He said: "Old man...ahem, I mean, my uncle is already waiting for you there." Beside Qiu, there was a man who looked cold and noble. He frowned and said: "Under the Nine Monuments, all the students from the academy are waiting for you." , it is extremely remarkable, its name is known both inside and outside the six realms, and no one in the world knows about it!"

“And all the schools of thought respect that old gentleman. Even if you don’t call that ancestor [son] as in this era, you should still have the most basic respect!”

That man said solemnly that there was a law.

Zhuang Zhou wanted to throw him into the moat and make him fish.

Don’t he understand that this is also a kind of intimacy and respect?

Zhuang Zhou said to Qiu: "Your disciples follow the external etiquette and rules, but ignore the inner essence. The roads they find are just ropes on the outside. The trees are straight on the outside but rotten on the inside, and they have grown worms." Come on, can you be considered a pillar?"

“In ancient times, the people of our ancestors did not cry when their own relatives died, but the people did not blame them. You want me to think that in ancient times, you, a disciple, should not have sprayed all the ancestors of the ancient kings to death?”

 “You, you, you!”

 The middle-aged man couldn't help but blush.

Among all the sages in the world, among the many schools of thought, there are very few who can beat Zhuang Zhou in discussing Tao, not many, but there are very few who can beat him. This guy can always say a lot of things that are ridiculous when you hear them. , but it makes sense when you think about it carefully. The last clap is still ridiculous logic.

 But his logic is perfect, you can't defeat him.

This guy and his friend were talking about whether they should eat fish today or not for half an hour.

 You are not a fish, you know how happy the fish is.

 You are not me, how do you know that I don’t know the joy of fish?

 There were a lot of young urchins, confronting each other, shouting: "You are stupid."

 “The person who calls me stupid is a fool.”

“The person who calls me stupid is the one who is stupid.”

Zhuang Zhou was enjoying this and was free and easy. Seeing that things seemed to be quarreling, he simply handed over his hand as an elder and said lazily: "Wrong, wrong, you heard wrong. I didn't mean old man, I meant, I , Lao Tzu.”

The middle-aged man said: "Are you still swearing?"

 “What’s the curse word?”

Zhuang Zhou said seriously: "The old man means longevity; the son means respect!"

"According to what you said, I respect him!" "I!"

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. He simply had no idea what to do with this lazy but logical guy in front of him. Zhuang Zhou laughed and raised his hands to the self-proclaimed Qiu in front of him, saying: "Please, North The wise man, Qiu!"

 “Master’s uncle, also known as Lao Tzu.”

In full view of everyone, Zhuang Zhou glanced at the disciple and joked in a teasing tone, saying: "He is waiting for you."

"good."

Qiu's expression was solemn. He and Zhuang Zhou walked side by side to the old man at Jixia Academy. Both Qiu and Zhuang Zhou had a premonition and talked to the old man again, Opportunities are running out.

This may already be the last time.

The old man is sixty-eight years old.

 Qiu is the year, fifty-one.

The seventeen years between these years represent the youthful energy of the old man that no one knows in this era.

He is a heroic young man who has been gradually forgotten by people of this era as time goes by.

Even the unification of the world was already seventeen years ago. In the peaceful era, the battle between the demon world more than fifty years ago has gradually turned into a legend. This era is a magnificent era and a magnificent prosperous age. The people live and work in peace and contentment and have pursuits. Who still remembers the 16-year-old Taoist priest who walked around with a sword?

always like this.

 Our lives, deaths and adventures become stories, and stories eventually become legends over time.

Legends will one day be sublimated into myths, and our original imprints and prototypes will also completely disappear. Only after a long time, there will be short words left, which contain the grandeur of the past.

From other people’s perspective, such an earth-shattering meeting was just a simple sentence.

Zi Xing was fifty-one years old and did not hear the Tao, so he went south to see Lao Tzu.

 —"Zhuangzi·Outer Chapter"

　　…………

When Qiu saw the old man again, his expression became more and more humble. The old man was still wearing a black robe and a light gray double-breasted lining. His white hair was as white as silver and he was **** with a jade crown. At first glance, he looked almost a little strange. I don’t know about the jade crown carved from Kunshan jade and the old man’s hair.

Qiu Gong paid a visit to him. Different from the previous two visits, Qiu Gong of this era had already become famous all over the world. He was a great sage who was no less inferior to the old man. His disciples and grandchildren opened up the cultural context after this era, and He came here to pay homage to the most virtuous and respected old man in front of the nine stone tablets.

This almost detonated the entire world in an instant.

Li Weifeng had to order many guards to maintain order.

But they never thought that nine out of ten guards would take a vacation today. If they were not allowed to, they would just say that they were too hungry and could not do their jobs. After the officer in charge left, they would directly climb the wall and leave, and then turn the next corner. I met the commander who was also leaking out, and they smiled awkwardly at each other.

 What a pity, what a pity.

The matter of discussing Taoism has still not been disclosed to the public. I don’t know whether it’s because I want to practice Taoism and remember to aim high, or because of other reasons. The discussion this time was the same as seventeen years ago. There were still two people, the white-haired old man, and the other two people. There is the fifty-one-year-old Qiu.

 The recorder is Zhuang Zhou.

 This discussion lasted for three months.

 It’s longer than before!

Someone asked the later Zhuang Zhou, asking him why he didn’t practice diligently since he had seen such an unprecedented experience with his own eyes, and it was estimated that there would be no successors to discuss the Tao in the future. Zhuang Zhou remained silent for a long time, then stood with his hands behind his hands and sighed with emotion:

"Life has a limit but knowledge not."

This sentence is so sad.

People feel that this undisciplined Taoist sage also has a serious side.

People think that after witnessing that Tao discussion with his own eyes, this talented Taoist senior probably felt regretful and sad. My life has its limits, but knowledge is boundless.

Immediately I heard the Taoist senior add the next sentence:

 “If you follow the boundless with the boundless, you will be in danger!”

　　To use such a precious life to pursue the road without limits is simply like a stupid street kid.

 There was a saying at that time that those who are greedy for life and fearful of death are those who pretend to be sick.

This contrast directly makes others stunned.

Zhuang Zhou recorded this sentence naturally and confidently.

 Place it in "Health Preservation Chapter".

study?

 There is no end to learning this stuff. You should eat and sleep when you should, so don’t think too much about it.

As for the outcome of this discussion, Zhuang Zhou also recorded it in his own writings.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 contracted by God? Where is the place? What does the sun and the moon argue about? Which one advocates? Which dimension is it? Is it okay to push things aside when you have nothing to do? Is it possible that he had no choice but to keep silent? Does it mean that it is running and cannot stop the evil on its own? Are the clouds the rain? Is it raining like clouds? Who is Longshi? 】

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification I will not leave for three months, see you again】

 【Laozi said - Yes, Qiu got it】!

These words were recorded by Zhuang Zhou in his own inheritance. As for the name of this article, Zhuang Zhou, who was already old at that time, was content with the supreme freedom, but was lazy and did not seek immortality. He was silent for a long time, with nostalgia for the past. , for the nostalgia of the past, he did not shed tears, he just laughed and sang, and wrote down his name -

 【Zhuangzi·Tianyun】!

He put down the pen and vaguely remembered the words the old man said with a smile and lowered eyes.

 “Qiu, I got it!”

And Zhuang Zhou was not the only one who was shocked by the joy, expectation, calmness, and open-mindedness of letting go in these four words. On that day, on the mountain opposite the bookkeeper, a man in a green shirt lowered his eyes and looked at all this. Holding the wine bottle, he watched the old man stand up with a gentle smile, watched Qiu bow his hands, and the old man patted his shoulder.

 Then the old man came out.

 Two people, light and darkness are intertwined, as if time is colliding.

 At that moment, the old man walked across the hill.

 The old man’s white hair falls down and his eyes are gentle.

 Hundred schools of thought all specialize in one section, but Taoism covers them all!

 The outline of hundreds of schools of thought and the ancestor of all things.

 Taoist!

Qiu Qiu bowed with his hands folded, meticulously and solemnly.

 There has never been a Master since the beginning of time!

Honoured to be a teacher of all ages, a pioneer in a new generation.

 Confucianism!

 At this moment, the years converge.

Zhuang Zhou was beside him, and his heart was filled with great waves!

The green-shirted scribe held the wine pot and looked ahead. He saw that the tree of Yuqing had already grown to its limit. It sprouted in seventeen years, branched out in seventeen years, and followed the path of the disciples in another seventeen years. Hundreds of schools, follow Qiu's three thousand disciples, and multiply the world!

 Take the counties and counties as branches, the various schools of thought as branches, the wind blows on the top of Mount Tai, and covers the vastness of the human world!

 From now on, one hundred and eight thousand years will be spring and one hundred and eight thousand years will be autumn!

 Sixty-six million three hundred and sixty thousand branches, each one a possible future!

Nine-nine, eighty-one, ten million leaves, every leaf is like a dragon or a phoenix among people!

 The world is under my green shade!

And at the moment when the fates of one Confucian scholar and another scholar intertwined, Fuxi had the illusion that he was witnessing a legend. He was stunned. In front of the nine stone tablets, countless people were chanting something, and they gathered together, like a breath of energy. Luck skyrockets.

The voices gathered together, as if the wind was blowing from fifty years ago. At that time, the young Taoist crossed his legs, lowered his eyes gently, asked Fuxi with a smile, and said:

 “There are great changes in heaven and earth, and there is no difference between the past and the present in the world.”

"The poor Taoist has no doubts. He uses this to control his energy as his son. When he falls into the world of mortals, he will give this world a lifetime of prosperity in the spring and autumn."

 “How are you doing, fellow Taoist?”

Fellow Taoist, how are you? !

 Now the foundation of prosperity in the world is at its peak in spring and autumn, and the tree that protects the Qing Dynasty is shaking extremely loudly, with a sound like a wave.

Fuxi stood there and saw what he saw was solemn, solemn and vast, and he was stunned and speechless.

 After a long time, he replied: "Fellow Taoist."

This voice starts with a high pitch and ends with a sigh: "The best!"

 The wine pot also fell to the ground without realizing it.

 After a long time, Fuxi suddenly realized—

 Qiu Dedao.

This also represents the reason why the Taoist is sitting here, waiting here, and the reason and reason why he is unwilling to climb the Heavenly Tower.

finished? !

The blue-shirted scribe’s pupils suddenly shrank!

 (End of this chapter)