Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1111 Guarding the Six Directions
Everything that Murong Ji likes is a good thing. With such a background, how could Nezha be weak?
Nezha's current combat power is the result of Murong Ji plundering most of his original foundation.

Sun Wukong was forced to kneel on the Zhuxian Platform, waiting to be executed.

At this moment, a faint sound of heavenly voice came and gradually reached Sun Wukong's ears, teaching him how to resist various methods of killing immortals.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised that the voice came from Zixiao Palace.

The others couldn't hear it because their level of cultivation was too low.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. He didn't quite understand why Daozu would come down personally.

After coming to his senses, Murong Ji no longer cared. His goal had been achieved. Afterwards, he just had to wait for Jin Chanzi's reincarnation and travel east to seek the true scriptures.

The scriptures retrieved are not necessarily the true scriptures. The so-called true scriptures are just the word "true".

Just like Confucius' "benevolence", Mencius' "righteousness", and Zhang Boduan's "sincerity".

And what Master Xuanzang sought during his journey and return was only the word "truth".

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. It is just a matter of seeking truth from facts. If you seek it to the extreme, it will be true.

All things converge, and when it really comes to the final moment, it is actually simple and clear, without all the nonsense.

No matter how much you practice, the original intention is still on the word "truth".

This kind of idea and way of thinking, or the cognition of practice, is the true scripture that Tang Xuanzang brought back.

The true scriptures have never been in the West, but in the dialectical mind along the way.

Murong Ji stretched lazily. What he wanted was the thought of Tang Xuanzang, the method of "using the false to cultivate the true".

After Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty, many famous figures from various schools of thought had this idea and were deeply influenced by it.

In the entire history of Chinese literature, it is actually divided into three parts.

Before the Han Dynasty, most articles were meaningful and did not contain any flowery language.

Even among the Hundred Schools of Thought, those who are not particularly outstanding, their articles are thought-provoking and inspiring to read.

The profound meaning of his words goes straight to people's hearts.

After the Jin Dynasty, the Wang and Xie dynasties came to an end, and most articles were full of empty talk and flowery language, but without substance, they seemed to be floating in the air.

This situation continued throughout the entire literary world of the Tang Dynasty and reached its peak with Yan Shu.

Previous articles all talked about the great principles, people's livelihood, and advising the monarch.

Subsequent articles all talk about mountains, rivers, beauties, and prosperous scenery.

The Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song changed their original exaggerated style only after they slowed down the pace of their writing.

It is precisely because of this that the Eight Great Masters brought literature back to reality, and thus got their name.

Since then, Neo-Confucianism was born, which absorbed a lot of ideas from the other three religions and extended them to the fundamentals of people's lives and people's hearts.

When it comes to the emperor and his subjects, and to the people below, the main thing is to constrain their behavioral norms.

However, there is still no such grand scene of profound meaning as in the pre-Qin period.

Murong Ji once lived in the Song Dynasty. He knew what life was like for the lower classes. There is a saying that goes, "No punishment for officials, no courtesy for common people."

The first sentence is easy to understand, but the second one is thought-provoking. It does not mean that the norms and constraints such as etiquette and politeness, and the tedious matters are not for the common people.

Among the common people, on the contrary, various complicated formalities and etiquette are emphasized. If etiquette is not applicable to the common people, then it is not applicable to their hearts.

For example, incest! Group sex!
Remarrying a daughter-in-law, and having the son inherit his biological mother's character, the chaos is so unbearable to watch.

For this reason, there are some people who rely entirely on their wives and daughters for a living.

What did they do? They asked their wives and daughters to work during the day to earn some food. At night, they asked their wives and daughters to entertain guests, and the money they earned was used to support their life of luxury.

This situation continued until the end of the Qing Dynasty, when those who shouted for the restoration of the Qing Dynasty were like this.

Deeply oppressed by their fathers and brothers, these women would rather sell themselves as prostitutes than stay at home.

The fear that they would run away led to foot binding. Women with bound feet could not run far.

This situation almost formed a cultural system in the Qing Dynasty and was extremely cruel.

In philosophy, what is constrained is never people's thoughts, but their desires.

Art has never been the rage of desire, but rather the intersection of humanity and divinity.

There are many things that are too embarrassing to talk about, and even more difficult to put down in writing. Once written down, they become the evil and ugliness of human beings.

It's like a fig leaf that must never be lifted.

It was as if that gentleman saw the word "eat people" between the characters.

The ancient sages hid these things between the words in their articles, and a smart person can see the key points and problems at a glance.

Stupid, even if you spend your whole life, you still can't understand what this book is about. Shouting feudal superstitions, restricting careful thinking.

Shouting for the development of art and pleading for the people. In short, whatever sounds good is fine.

Murong Ji came back to his senses, his face extremely gloomy, with his humanity and animality constantly intertwined.

Some people were inspired by this and were deeply thoughtful, wanting to help all their people escape from the abyss.

Unfortunately, he was dragged into the abyss by the tribesmen he wanted to help.

By then, you will be a bad person, with ridiculous behavior and cognition, and you are beyond redemption!
Therefore, just as Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved, doctors do not knock on doors and the Tao is not sold at a low price.

If you want to save others, you must first get to the shore yourself.

Just like a drowning person, if you rashly jump into the water to rescue him, the drowning person will be like an octopus in order to survive.

He held tightly to the person who saved him. If he was not good enough at saving people, he would have drowned with him...

Murong Ji sighed lightly. Throughout the ages, only human nature remains unchanged.

Humans are easy to reproduce and their life is short, but the disadvantages are also obvious. They will constantly struggle between animality and humanity.

All kinds of disgusting things keep happening over and over again.

Murong Ji sighed helplessly, but he focused all his attention on the growth of the entire prehistoric world.

Now, the three formations of heaven, earth and man have come together, absorbing the chaotic aura from outside the primitive world.

A large amount of it was integrated into the entire prehistoric world.

This caused the prehistoric world to continue to grow, and before anyone knew it, it could accommodate many cultivators, and even had a few more saints.

Murong Ji was thinking, where should he go in the future in the prehistoric world?

Hongjun was a little confused, and so was Murong Ji.

No one knows what the next catastrophe will look like, let alone what kind of problems we will encounter in the future.

Now, apart from absorbing the chaotic aura, Murong Ji could not think of any particularly effective method.

After much thought, it would be better to speed up the speed of the prehistoric world and absorb the chaotic energy from the outside world.

Immediately, Murong Ji designed four grinding wheels, which absorbed the chaotic aura while also differentiating it.

This will promote the growth of the entire prehistoric world and respond to each move accordingly.

What Murong Ji wanted to do was to send all the Zhoutian saints out of the sky and let them guard the six directions of the prehistoric world.

Further deepen the barriers between the three realms of heaven, earth and man, and implement the connection between heaven and earth to increase the advantages of the human race.

With the idea in mind, Murong Ji went straight to work. He found some suitable materials and refined six large millstones.

They were stationed around the ancient world, and the Zhoutian Star Array and Dutian Shensha Array were used to activate them, allowing them to integrate into the ancient world.

The formation was running, and it passed through the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, absorbing a large amount of chaotic energy, and used a large millstone to initially divide it into two forms: spiritual energy and evil energy.

It is then melted and subdivided by the Great Zhoutian Star Array, the Ten Thousand Immortals Array, and the Great Dutian Gods and Demons Array, and transformed into nutrients for the growth of all things in the world.

It didn't take long for big problems to arise.

In the chaos, endless great ways were born, and countless lights flashed, and these things were very powerful.

This simple move was equivalent to a full-strength attack from a Golden Immortal.

As the prehistoric world absorbed the chaotic aura around it, these things also moved closer to the prehistoric world along with the chaotic aura.

In the process of the expansion and growth of the prehistoric world, it is inevitable to encounter some strange and weird things.

These things constantly vibrate and erode the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, adding to the burden of the entire prehistoric world.

The Zixiao Palace was constantly under attack from the Dao rhyme, which was really hard to describe.

Hongjun looked at the endless Dao rhyme in front of him with a serious expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long silence, he sighed helplessly, "Well, I'll finish it for you."

Whether one likes it or not, this is ultimately a good thing for the prehistoric world. However, the great catastrophe of the Journey to the West is about to cause some disturbances.

A few months later, Zixiao Palace summoned the Zhoutian saints to discuss matters.

Not long after, the six saints, including Fuxi, arrived at the Zixiao Palace. Daozu Hongjun did not say much and directly explained the reason.

"Honghuang's growth is also a good thing for us. You should also contribute your part and go to Tianwaitian to guard the world."

Several saints frowned slightly, but did not express their opinions.

What is Liuhe? Actually, it refers to six directions: up, down, east, south, west and north.

"Nuwa, you are the most powerful, go to the east to guard the prehistoric gate."

Hongjun spoke, and Nuwa had no intention of refusing, "Yes, teacher."

Then, Hongjun's eyes fell on the others, "Fuxi, you go to the south, Taiqing to the west, Tongtian to the north."

"Yes, I will obey my master's instructions."

After several people agreed, Hongjun's gaze fell on the two saints of the West. The Taoist Zhunti had just returned, and the saintly position was still a little unstable.

Hongjun sighed, and then said: "You two, one on top and one on the bottom, must not slack off."

"Disciple, obey."

The matter was settled, but when Murong Ji received the news, he was a little confused.

Why is Yuanshi Tianzun the only one left?

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Murong Ji was not surprised. Yuanshi Tianzun was fair in his dealings with others and was a true gentleman.

Murong Ji could not have much conflict with him.

A reasonable person, easy to talk to.

As soon as the saints made their move, they directly moved their own palaces away. The two saints of the West and the main hall were moved out of the sky.

Murong Ji stood in the chaos, with endless Tao rhyme surrounding him.

These auras of light were all collected in the chaos.

All kinds of colors existed. Murong Ji picked one up at random and studied it carefully, having some guesses in his mind.

(End of this chapter)