Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-05-06

Chapter 251 One Word Enlightenment Grandmaster (12 Five Thousand Great Chapters)

It is hoped that the eight Treasure Ruyi will be infused with warmth and nourishment. Elevate treasure spirituality!

Feeling the feedback from the folding fan in his hand, Han Muye smiled even more.

Is it a surprise?

After all, the power of this man is only a matter of writing half-quee poems.

Someone is expected to act as a bridge in the folding fan, and he can use the Grand Virtue Qi to perform various spells.

Inspired by Grand Virtue Qi and revealed through the power of popularity, Taoism has become the Divine Ability of Confucianism and Taoism.

This folding fan is like a real treasure at this time, showing the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

Interesting.

I don’t know if the power of popularity can always be superimposed.

If it’s so good, wouldn’t it be possible to make Wenbao easily?

“Young Master’s power of popularity should be inspired by the half-queen poetry and prose spread to Xiyuan County.”

Seeing Han Muye put away his power of popularity, Kong Chaode speak up.

Speaking of this, he shook his head and said with envy: “I think I am in Heze County to make suggestions for the county magistrate, to be very careful for the people, just to raise a trace of popularity.”

He raised his palm, with a faint purple halo in it.

Compared with Han Muye’s deep purple light group, this halo is like a candle and a bright moon.

“It is difficult to become a non-commissioned officer with a great Confucianist for a hundred years.”

“There are many children born with white heads in Central Plains.”

“It’s really people-to-people I can’t compare…”

Looking towards Han Muye, Kong Chaode looked expectant: “I wonder how many people will increase the popularity of Young Master’s poems when they spread to Jinchuan.”

“If you can spread the word in the Central Plains counties and gather people, you may be able to help Young Master to become a Confucian and Taoist Master within a hundred years.” It is already out of reach, but it is the existence that can control the Land of a County.

It’s just that Han Muye thinks it takes a hundred years to spread?

So long?

He frowned: “Why so long? Can’t write more poems?”

Hearing his words, Kong Chaode was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: “Young Master, Such poetry, can you do it if you want?”

Han Muye did not speak.

It’s not difficult to copy a few more poems like this, right?

As the flying boat moves forward, Han Muye can have light purple flashes from time to time.

Kong Chaode felt sour in his heart.

Fortunately, Han Muye didn’t want to be too ostentatious when he was going to Jinchuan City. According to Kong Chaode’s words, he covered up his popularity.

Even so, there was a little more air in him.

Even if the flying boat travels extremely fast, 50,000 miles a day, it takes five days to travel from Xiyuan County to Jinchuan City.

At sunset, the flying boat lands in a village with an aura rising.

The flying boat just landed, and many people had already gathered around.

“It turned out to be a public boat from Xiyuan County, hurry up, everyone, please come to the village to rest.” Under the flying boat, the leader was an old man wearing a linen robe.

The old man called himself Qi Rang, the village chief of the Qi Family village and the postmaster of the station.

This line is the only route to Jinchuan City, and there are often flying boats to rest.

There are post stations between the counties and counties of Central Plains, which are used for business flying boats or businessmen to repair and settle down.

Qi Rang led Han Muye and the others to the inn and packed up the wing.

Although it is a mountain village, it is relatively simple, but it is better than clean and tidy.

In addition to having a wing, Qi Rang also asked the villagers behind him to give away various specialties.

The person in charge of controlling the flying boat is a clerk in Xiyuan County.

Qi Rang and the villagers behind him left happily.

According to the clerk, there is no salary at this inn, and the villagers give away some special products in exchange for Spirit Stone rewards.

It’s not always good to be empty-handed when you stop along the way.

Hearing his words, Mujin was expressionless, while Kong Chaode smiled and stretched out a few middle grade Spirit Stones and gave them to the clerk.

The Great Demon is the Great Demon.

Han Muye walked into the wing room and saw only a wooden couch and a small table, and a pair of large static characters hung on the wall in front of him.

This word is vigorous and powerful, and it is an excellent list.

Walking to the words, Han Muye’s eyes fell on the inscription below.

“White Deer Mountain Weng?”

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and the Grand Virtue Qi of golden was compatible.

The power of the Red Dust Curse surged, hitting this static word.

In Han Muye’s mind, a picture flashed.

The old man with pen and paper in ink.

The merchants who come and go.

The student who pondered before this text.

There are also cultivators who stand overnight in front of this word.

A static word, revealing the various states of the world.

The world is noisy, be quiet, easier said than done?

“Good cultivation base.” Han Muye whispered, the light from his eyes dissipated.

The person who wrote this word has a profound Confucian and Taoist cultivation base.

It’s just strange, why would such a profound Confucian and Taoist cultivator live in seclusion in this small mountain village?

Since it is a seclusion, why are these words displayed?

This pair of characters can already be called Wenbao, infused with Grand Virtue Qi, which can make people calm like water.

Han Muye didn’t rest in the wing and walked out the door, Kong Chaode stuck his head out at the door.

“Young Master, there are good things in this inn.” He smiled and pointed to a landscape picture hanging on the wall of the wing where he lived.

Han Muye smiled and said: “You guys fix it first, I’ll take a look.”

With that, he paced towards the village.

Lin Shen, with a big sword on his back, quietly guarded him behind him.

The mountain village is quiet and lighted up.

Walking along the mountain road, I occasionally hear chickens and dogs.

Han Muye is a rare find in such a secluded village.

Walking on the mountain road, I immediately felt at peace.

“If the country is unbearable, what will the ruler be like?”

“If you want to uncle, please ask the minister;

Ahead, there is the sound of reading from the grass cottage, the voice is old.

The sound of reading is in the ear, making people feel like standing in a dark night and feeling desolate in the wild.

This is Divine Soul Power.

A scholar is a great scholar?

Able to infiltrate people’s hearts with words, is it a jinshi or a master?

Han Muye looked up and saw that the window of the thatched cottage was open, and a white-haired old man in a linen robe was sitting in front of the desk. In front of him were a few old wooden tables and five or six boys. .

Isn’t that the white Deer Mountain Weng who left the letter?

It seemed that Han Muye was at the door, the old man stopped reading, turned his head and looked towards the window.

“Hehe, a long-distance night tour is considered a fate, can you come and sit in my thatched cottage?”

The old man put down the book in his hand and said with a smile.

Han Muye nods and walks into the cottage.

Lin Shen quickly followed behind him.

When I entered the cottage, I saw that the walls were empty, with only three or two paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls.

The handwriting in the book is rough and vigorous, and the painting is of pine and cold plum, green bamboo and zhilan.

“There are guests today, you should go back first, Wen Shu diligently read not to be forgotten.” In front of the desk, the old man waved his hand.

The boys who were sitting in front of the wooden table hurriedly packed their books, bowed and saluted, and then dispersed.

Han Muye casts his eyes on the four walls and examines it carefully.

“Little Young Master seems to have a lot of research on the way of calligraphy and painting?” Seeing Han Muye carefully looking at all around calligraphy and painting, the old man chuckled.

Han Muye shook his head and said: “can’t be considered research, only a little bit of understanding.”

His eyes fell on the wild cursive script: “The book is the voice of the heart, The word ‘stopping water’ really hits the eyes and the heart, and the brush strokes penetrate the bones.”

“Old Mister walks like still water, has a heart like a rock, and writes like a strong grass. He is the Great Accomplishment in this way. .”

Hearing Han Muye’s words, the old man laughed and pointed to the other scrolls: “How about you look at this painting again?”

Han Muye looked towards that In the four picture scrolls, in the eyes, the faint Grand Virtue Qi rises.

At the moment when his Grand Virtue Qi poured into his eyes, the sitting old man shuddered and narrowed his eyes.

In Han Muye’s eyes infused with Grand Virtue Qi, the ordinary four paintings became illusory.

“Pine has unyielding that is hard to suppress by strong wind, bamboo has tenacious roots that break through rocks, Mei Ao is cold and fragrant, orchid is delicate and elegant, and it is eclectic.”

“Oriental Old Mister Junior admires his character.”

Oriental Books.

The inscription on the scroll is Oriental Book.

Bai Lu Shan Weng Oriental Book.

“Okay.” The old man looked towards Han Muye with bright eyes, and then said, “I wonder what Little Young Master can see?”

This is a test school yourself?

Han Muye smiled nodded, then looked at the painting and calligraphy, indifferently said: “Words stop at the water, but there is a turbulence in my heart, sir, in this grass hut, I have lost my talent.”

The old man’s expression remained unchanged, looking at Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at the four paintings and said in a gentle tone: “The pine is strong, but I don’t know where the wind comes from. Mr. has resentment in his heart.”

“The bamboo is strong, but the leaves The sketch is sloppy, and the gentleman is angry.”

“The plum is like fire, and the snow is hard to cover, which shows the pride of the gentleman.”

“Lan, I used the wrong pen.”

“One stroke of mountains and two strokes of rivers, three strokes of phoenix eyes, Mr. deliberately did not break phoenix eyes, is it to wait for people with eyes, or is it that everyone in the world is empty?”

Han Muye Turning his head, he looked across from the old man.

The dive light in the eyes of the old man converges, and it is as deep as an ancient well, making people seem to be drowning in it at first glance.

But Han Muye was unmoved, and he didn’t give up half a point.

“Okay,” Dongfangshu stood up, straightened his clothes, and folded his hands: “In the past 30 years, I have been visited by so many people in the grass hut, and a youngster with such a vision and bearing, you. It’s the first one.”

“Bai Deer Mountain Dongfang Shu is polite.”

Han Muye also raised his hand and cupped his hand: “Han Mu has met Mr. Dongfang.”

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Dongfang Shu smiled and asked Han Muye to sit down, then raised the tea cup on the desk, and poured three tea cups with tea: “The rough tea in the mountains and fields may not be able to be eaten.”

Han Muye served He poured a half-full of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, “I really don’t understand this tea.”

With that, he put the tea into his mouth.

Lin Shen behind him also picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

“Well, it’s a bit bitter, but it’s acceptable.” Han Muye put the cup back on the desk, said with a smile.

“Haha, tea, as long as it’s not too bitter, it’s okay to accept it?” Dongfang Shu, laughed heartily, picked up the tea cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

“Those who make a fuss about this are hypocritical.”

Han Muye smiled and said nothing.

Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, music, poetry, song, wine and tea, among them, there are many people who can understand the Tao.

Seeing that Han Muye didn’t speak, Dongfangshu chuckled and said, “Young Master Han is traveling the world to broaden his knowledge?”

Han Muye nods: “By the way, do Do a little business.”

I heard Han Muye say business, Dongfangshu was frowned at first, and then a halo appeared in his eyes: “rare.”

“If you want extraordinary and refined , first of all, the world must be ups and downs, at your age, if you can be a businessman and don’t do fake articles on Taoism, you must have real talents and real learning.”

As he spoke, he spread his hands and said, “Tell me, What kind of business are you doing, I also have a few friends who are in the world in Jinchuan City, let’s see if I can help you.”

Han Muye raised his hand and took out a long sword and a jade bottle.

Seeing the long sword and jade bottle, Dongfang Shu’s eyes are even brighter: “Cultivation has no external and internal way. With one sword and one pill, you have taken up both internal and external Dual Cultivation. This business is not small. .”

Reaching out and holding the long sword, Dongfang’s writing showed a strange color, he looked at Han Muye, and held the jade bottle again.

At this moment, his face turned solemn: “Little Friend Han, your business can go anywhere in the world.”

Top Grade Pill, Semi Spiritual Artifact long sword.

How can such a treasure not be sold?

After pondering for a while, Dongfangshu reached out and took out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote some handwriting, and then handed it to Han Muye: “Fujian Trading Company in Jinchuan City, if you go, you can use this. See the big shopkeeper for paper books.”

Han Muye smiled and reached out to take it, and took it in his arms.

Oriental Books is very talkative, and Han Muye can talk about Central Plains literary affairs when he asks him.

The literary minister suppressed the Central Plains literary world, and the atmosphere of the world was attributed to the imperial city academy.

The Great Grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism in the world, nine out of ten are in the imperial city academy.

As for the good articles written in other places, those who can write good poems and poems, there are many young people who really devote themselves to studying. Using Oriental Books to say, the current youngsters are all gone.

Dongfangshu has not concealed its identity.

He was originally a great cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism.

He has done County Magistrate in other counties, and also taught in the academy. The mountain chief, went to the imperial city academy thirty years ago to compete for a teaching position.

The result, of course, was a loss.

“Confucianism and Taoism are the Confucianism and Taoism of the world, why cannot education for everyone, irrespective of background?”

“What temperament, what talent, what the imperial city academy wants is People all over the world are returning to their hearts, and it is not at all inheriting Confucianism and Taoism.”

“It’s wrong.”

There is no wine in the tea, but Dongfangshu’s face is red, and when he speaks of anger, his voice is high-pitched and beating. The case is angry.

“That’s why the gentleman came to study at Deer Mountain?” Han Muye said softly, his expression unchanged.

“Originally, I was going to the Western Border to spread Confucianism and Taoism. I heard that the Western Border’s Confucianism and Taoism inheritance has been cut off, but the Western Border is difficult to cross.” Dongfangshu shook his head and said regretfully.

“I can only build a house on this Bai Deer Mountain and teach the mountain children.”

Han Muye nods, opened the mouth and said: “Can I get something?”

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Dongfang Shu laughed: “There are two more carpenters in the south of the village, and a few descendants in the west of the village went to the county town to work as clerks.”

“The boy from the village chief’s family worked as a yamen, and the head of the village in the north If Qi Xiaoshan hadn’t died in battle, he would have been able to be a corporal.”

“There are a few girls who can read and weave.”

Dongfangshu Discourse There were a few more wry smiles, has several points of loneliness.

A generation of great Confucian scholars can only teach ordinary people Tianfu in mountain villages.

“That’s why the gentleman hangs his calligraphy and painting on the inn?” Han Muye said with a smile.

Dongfangshu generously nodded and said: “I have been studying poetry and books for a period of time, but I can’t be buried like this.”

“Sir, do you want to show off your talents and compete with the imperial city academy? ” Han Muye looked at the Oriental Book.

“I don’t dare to think about competing with the imperial city academy, I just want to teach a few talented people, and don’t fall into the name of my Oriental Book.” Having said that, there are more bright dives in the Oriental Book. light.

He looked at Han Muye and said softly, “Little Friend Han, are you interested in spending a few days in my white Deer Mountain cottage?”

For a few days, then Hang a Disciple name?

Han Muye laughed, shook his head, and stood up: “Mr. Dongfang, in my opinion, what Mr. Dongfang has done is more admirable than the teaching at the imperial city college.”

“Those shocking and stunning imperial city academy Disciple does not lack an oriental teacher, and the children in the mountains lack an oriental teacher.”

“As the teacher said, Confucianism and Taoism are the Confucianism of all people in the world. Dao.”

“Sir has realized Dao, but he is in it.”

After finishing speaking, Han Muye picked up the residual tea in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: “This tea is really bitter.”

Han Muye stepped out of the thatched hut and looked up at the surging clouds in the sky, covering the stars and moon.

“Is it enlightened?”

He laughed and strode along the mountain road to the station.

Only walking out of the village entrance, in the mountainside forest, there is a long whistling sound.

A soaring Grand Virtue Qi broke through the clouds and competed with the stars and moon.

“education for everyone, irrespective of background, the way of a teacher should be sensible–“

The sound was like thunder, and the mountains and rivers shook.

In a radius of hundreds of miles, the streamer shines and gathers.

This is the enlightenment of Confucianism and Taoism.

One day of enlightenment, Heaven and Earth are blessed.

The rumbling sound continued all night.

Innumerable cultivators heard the sound and dared not approach from several dozen li.

Great Confucians can learn from the Dao, but when they get close, they are easily hurt by the manifested Dao.

Dao Dao is whispering to others, you have to listen, right?

The sky was bright and the long whistling stopped, and Dongfangshu walked out of the grass hut.

“Mr. Dongfang, you, who are you?” Outside the cottage, the village chief Qi Rang and the others looked at Dongfangshu in amazement.

At this time, Dongfangshu had blue-black hair and strands of black beard.

Dongfangshu looked towards Qi Rang, the unspeakable meaning in his eyes made Qi Rang stunned.

“Where are Master Han Mu and Young Master?” Dongfang Shu looked away, opened the mouth and said.

Qi let slightly trembled and hurriedly bowed: “Mr. Reporting back to, the official flying boat in Xiyuan County has left this morning.”

Leave?

Oriental Books frowned.

That Han Mu Young Master woke him up last night and made himself realize the Great Accomplishment.

With such a great grace, just leave?

“Sir, that Young Master left a letter for me to pass it on to you.” Qi Rang said as he handed over a letter.

There is no text on the envelope.

Oriental Books took out the folded letter paper and unfolded it.

“Boom–“

The endless purple power of popularity poured out from Dongfang Shu, and Golden’s Grand Virtue Qi turned into clouds and scattered around.

“Grandmaster!”

“The great cultivator of Confucianism and Daoism here is the Grandmaster!”

“Besides the imperial city, there is also the Grandmaster of Confucianism and Daoism. Stay, who is this great scholar?”

Several dozen li outside, countless exclaimed.

These magnificent and surging Grand Virtue Qi are not Grandmaster and who?

It’s just that they couldn’t see the Oriental Book that had achieved the Grandmaster state. At this moment, their whole body was trembling, and the thin page of the letter was holding a huge weight in their hands.

He was breathing rapidly, his eyes widened, and the cultivation of the Grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism disappeared.

His face was full of arrogance, he gently unfolded the page, and the graceful and vigorous handwriting appeared on it.

“Han Mu wants to build a White Deer Academy in White Deer Mountain. If you wish, sir, please stay in the academy.”

“Anyone who enters White Deer Academy, Han Mu has a word Send it.”

“My Confucian people, we should set our minds for Heaven and Earth, set our lives for the people, follow Absolute Art for the saints of the past, and create peace for all generations.”

Looking at this thin sheet of paper, after a long time, Oriental Book laughs facing the sky.

“If you have this word, I will express my true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism.”

“I am Deer Mountain it’s worth.”

“Okay, Well, after today, the old man oriental book is here at the White Deer Mountain Academy, waiting for you to come back.”

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On the flying boat, the purple streamer on Han Muye made him shrouded.

This is a sign that people’s expectations are rising too quickly.

Seeing this scene, Kong Chaode shook his head, turned his face away, and said softly, “Young Master, let’s not stop along the way for this flying boat, let’s go directly to Jinchuan City.”

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“You are so strong that you can’t hide your hope, and halfway down the flying boat, you will attract all the people to worship.”

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled bitterly.

He could not have imagined that just leaving a letter would inspire such a strong and surging air of popularity?

(End of this chapter)