Divine Book Era

Chapter 192 The Nine Questions of the Sage (please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass!)
In a trance, Liu Xiu felt that the surrounding scenes were changing, and she entered a fantasy.

I saw men standing all around, wearing ancient robes, hundreds of them in number, as if they were the only ones in the world, with the sun and moon surrounding them behind them, stars flashing above their heads, and the nether world under their feet, dominating the world.

All the saints of the Middle Ages descended one after another.

Liu Xiu knew everything in her heart.

Legend has it that if you hit the realm of great Confucianism, you will enter the illusion, and in the illusion, there will be a hundred saints descending.

The Hundred Saints raised nine questions, and the monks of Wendao returned to the nine questions of the saints.

There is no difference between high and low in the answer; there is no right or wrong in the answer.

And different answers will condense different literary intentions.

Different answers will get different rewards from the saint.

"What is a saint?"

Hundreds of saints in the middle ages asked in unison.

"Holy, Tong Ye. A saint is a man of understanding. The saint regulates the changes in the way of heaven and the changes in human relations, so that the people are harmonious, and heaven and man are one!" Liu Xiu replied.

"What is Confucianism and Taoism?"

The Medieval Hundred Saints asked again.

"Confucianism is weak; Confucianism is stupid. To understand the way of weakness and stupidity is to understand Confucianism!" Liu Xiudao, "People go to high places, and water flows to low places. Everyone pursues to become To be superior to others, to become a strong man, to become an emperor, to surpass all living beings. Confucianism, like flowing water, flows to the ground, nourishing the head of Guizhou, which is like grass, and nurturing the people of the Li people like sand!"

"Everyone in the world pursues intelligence to become outstandingly intelligent; only Confucianists strive to be stupid, to make themselves stupid, to do what they know to be impossible, to be thousands of ants, and to avoid life and death!"

"What is the path of the holy way?" asked the Hundred Saints of the Middle Ages.

"The holy way begins with Confucianism, prospers in hundreds of schools, and ends with Dharma!" Liu Xiudao: "The road to the holy way is different for all saints, and they all have their own differences, but they all lead to the same goal.

The ancient saints asked, "I don't know how to practice martial arts, I only know how to be strong and fierce, but you are just a beast! Why do you practice martial arts?"

Liu Xiudao: "I practice martial arts to gain dignity and the right to live; I practice martial arts to protect those who cannot practice martial arts; I practice martial arts to open up a new era with my sword!"

"Dare to ask, princes and generals, would you rather have kindness?" The ancient hundred saints asked again.

"In troubled times, generals have no seeds; to govern the world, generals have seeds!" Liu Xiu said lightly, "With imperial examinations, generals have no seeds; without imperial examinations, generals have seeds. In most times, generals have seeds; in a few times, generals have seeds." There is no kind in the past. There is kind in the general, it is the majority; there is no kind in the general, it is in the minority!"

"The road of blood in the mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers need to be stained with blood, right?"

Baisheng asked again.

Liu Xiu replied: "People have no virtue, saints can't teach, but blood can teach; people have no kindness, saints can't teach, war can teach; people are despicable, saints can't teach, enemies can teach with spears; rites are broken, music is broken, saints It cannot be taught, only iron and blood can be taught!"

"The people are more important than the king, right?"

Liu Xiu replied: "The people are virtuous, and the people are virtuous, and the ruler is despised; the people are virtuous, and the people are despised, and the ruler is noble. The ruler and the people, familiarity is more important than familiarity? It is not what the saints say, but the people's virtues. If the people are virtuous, , unite as one, dare to resist tyranny, the king is afraid of it, saying that the people are like water, the king is like a boat, and the water can carry the boat or overturn it. Government. The people are weak like pigs and sheep, powerless to resist tyranny. Those who resist tyranny will be killed;

"Twelve principles of morality, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, fraternity, integrity, forgiveness, courage, and concession! What is the first of virtues?"

Baisheng asked again.

The twelve laws of morality, what is the first?
Different people have different choices, some are led by benevolence, some are led by righteousness, some are led by loyalty, some are led by filial piety... Different people have different personalities and have different choices.

Liu Xiu replied: "The twelve laws of morality, courage is the first! Without courage, you can't keep up with virtue. Those who stick to virtue will be killed, and the rest are all without virtue; without courage, many people will give up in order to survive." Virtue!"

"Last question?" Baisheng asked again, "The law of the jungle, right?"

"The law of the jungle is the way of the beast; helping the weak and helping the poor is the way of humanity. The way of the wild and the way of humanity are like yin and yang, blending with each other. Humans are beasts first, and humans second. Survival; but in order to survive better and to unite with each other, humanity is needed. There is nothing wrong with the way of beasts; what is wrong is that it is useful!"

Liu Xiu said leisurely.

"It's like some families of sages. Geniuses can't be born in the family at all. The geniuses are just born, but they are killed by their own people, so they don't pick up the old ones. They gnaw on their old foundations to survive, and they gradually decline!"

Nine questions are over!
Whoa!
The surrounding scene shattered like a mirror.

Liu Xiu opened his eyes, only to see Wen Xin appeared in the sea of ​​knowledge, and Wen Xin contained Wen Qi. At this moment, he has become a great Confucian.

Great Confucianism, the first level.

Hurala!
At this time, Liu Xiu felt a large amount of memories, like a tide, entering her mind. These memories are the memory inheritance of the saint.

The torch is passed on from generation to generation, and the lights are not extinguished.

Legend has it that to advance to a great Confucianism, one will go through the Nine Questions of the Saints, and after going through the Nine Questions of the Saints, the Saints will choose a suitable generation based on the answers, and pass on some memories to the Great Confucianists.

With these memories, Daru is equivalent to standing on the shoulders of a saint, able to stand higher and see farther.

These memories contain alchemy, talisman making, formations, divination, feng shui, miscellaneous news, cultivation insights, etc. These memories flooded into Liu Xiu's mind like a tide. Suddenly, Liu Xiu felt that his brain seemed to be Like a burst, there are too many memories, which have simply exceeded the limit of its own carrying capacity.

The hundred saints in the middle ages dominated an era, and each saint was the pride of heaven, all of them were erudite and talented, and they had experienced many things in their lives.

Immediately, blood flowed from Liu Xiu's mouth and nose, and her soul was about to be completely torn into pieces.

At this time, these memories were condensed, compressed, and turned into one after another runes, sealed in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. With the improvement of cultivation, these memories will gradually be broken.

Closing her eyes, Liu Xiu recalled these memory inheritances, as if she had personally experienced everything, as if she had gone through a hundred generations of reincarnation and vicissitudes; when she opened her eyes again, there were more vicissitudes and years of precipitation in Liu Xiu's eyes, as if An old monster is reincarnated.

"The inheritance of the saint's memory is like the reincarnation of a hundred generations... It seems that this saint's reward is a bit too much!"

Liu Xiu thought.

Can he bear the memory inheritance of the saint?

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