Confucian Cultivator Under One Person

If you have read the Book of Rites, you will understand that Confucian self-control is almost cruel and distorts nature. Behind the restraint of desire, there is always a crazy desire hidden. The only thing that can overcome desire is always a higher desire!

Zhao Ying asked in surprise: "Is this true?"

The quiet woman looked weak, but her cold eyes revealed an indescribable determination: "The key to Confucianism is self-discipline and self-cultivation. Almost everyone knows this, but why are so few able to succeed?

Someone who can't control themselves is simply ignorant of their greater desires. An ordinary person can't control themselves, for example, they can't stick to working out or studying. But if you sign a contract with them and give them 1 billion, they'll instantly be able to control themselves and overcome all sorts of lazy habits... The essence of self-control is to pursue deeper desires!"

Zhao Ying understood a little: "To put it bluntly, it's about using big desires to restrain small desires?"

The quiet woman said, “A person knows clearly what can make him better, but he just can’t stick to it. The truth is that he doesn’t know at all. Knowing the most is doing it, but not being able to do it is not knowing.

He had only heard that sticking to fitness and studying could make him better, but concepts like having a good figure and becoming excellent were too abstract. He had never experienced these things, so naturally he couldn't feel the comfort of being excellent, nor could he feel the people who looked down on him bowing down to him.

Only by personally experiencing these abstract benefits can they be materialized, and only then can that burning desire penetrate every pore and become his flesh and blood, allowing him to observe the world from an upward perspective to a level perspective, and then to a downward perspective, ultimately ignoring all petty desires in front of him and achieving the Confucian cultivation of self-denial and self-cultivation!

Zhao Ying pondered, "Those scholars in ancient times aspired to become officials because they experienced firsthand the servile attitudes of ordinary people towards officials."

"Becoming an official is just a small desire. If a Confucian scholar's ambition is only to become an official, he will not go far."

The quiet woman smiled and said: "Humanity is the product of desire, the Tao Te Ching

But the Tao Te Ching

The deeper motivation behind the saying "the highest good is like water" is to become the ocean; benefiting all things is just a small part of that process. To act without action, to contend without contention, to not contend in order to contend more deeply, is the ultimate desire.

Extreme desires contain extremely unstable energy, and they also require a hard shell. This shell is called "belief," or "persistence of will." The Confucian principle of perseverance in order to nourish Qi is an extreme belief, and this is why Fu Yuan was able to cultivate spiritual techniques!

"So that's how it is!" Zhao Ying pondered, and said, "Fu Yuan is a Confucianist, so what is his ultimate desire? In other words, Confucianism requires aspirations, so what is his 'ambition'?"

The quiet woman pondered and said, "The aspirations of ancient Confucianists are nothing more than self-cultivation, family harmony, governance of the country and peace in the world. In essence, 'governing the country and pacifying the world' is something that the king needs to consider. The ultimate desire of ancient Confucianists is actually to become king.

But in modern society, this is completely impossible. Fu Yuan must be aware of this, but he has been able to cultivate himself to such a level at this age... He must have a desire far greater than we can imagine, a greater "ambition"... What is it?"

Zhao Ying: "Ancient emperors could help Confucians achieve their aspirations, hence the Confucian loyalty to the emperor... The same is true for Fu Yuan. If we can find his 'aspiration', we can use him to our advantage. In modern society, what 'aspiration' can he set? Wealth? Beauty? Power?"

The quiet woman shook her head and said, "That's too superficial. If he had that kind of ambition, he wouldn't have gotten this far... So I need to meet him and talk to him. Maybe I can find him!"

Zhao Ying thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll find a way to get him to come to the capital... This matter still falls on Zhao Fangxu. After all, he's also a member of the Zhao family."

……

Fu Yuan never expected that he and Chen Duo would meet an acquaintance on the plane when they were planning to take a plane to Xilin Grassland, and their seats would be next to each other.

"Wang Ye?"

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "Fu Yuan, it's been a while since we last met in Biyou Village."

Fu Yuan took Chen Duo to sit next to Wang Ye and asked, "Are you going to Xilin Grassland too?"

Wang didn't say anything, just glanced to the side.

Across the aisle, a bald man with a full beard stared intently at Wang Ye and said, "Mr. Fu Yuan, I am Chen Jinkui from the Shuzi Sect. Nice to meet you, Mr. Fu."

"Hello, Master Chen." Fu Yuan responded, looking at Wang Ye thoughtfully.

Is Chen Jinkui asking Wang Ye to teach him Fenghou Qimen?

Wang Ye was about to speak when Fu Yuan raised his hand to stop him, saying, "I won't interfere in your affairs!"

After saying that, he put on the eye mask, pulled it down to cover his eyes, and began to doze off.

Chen Duo looked at Wang Ye curiously, then at Chen Jinkui. After thinking for a while, he also followed Fu Yuan's example and put on a blindfold.

The attitudes of these two people left Wang speechless. He could only sigh and stop talking.

The plane took off and rose to a high altitude. Only after it was flying smoothly did Fu Yuan pull down his blindfold and take a look.

Wang Ye and Chen Jinkui had already disappeared on the plane.

Pulling down his blindfold, Fu Yuan continued to pretend to sleep, but his mind was still thinking about spiritual techniques.

There are many factors that influence a person's destiny, but the one with the greatest weight must be crazy desires and paranoid beliefs.

Desire is "ambition" and belief is "persistence in determination". When these two are combined, persistence in determination nourishes energy, which is both righteousness and spiritual energy.

Haoran Qi is extremely great and strong, but it lacks changes in subtle aspects. The innate Qi can produce various changes in the body, thereby realizing all kinds of strange and supernatural powers, but Haoran Qi cannot do this.

The true power of Haoran Qi lies in Haoran Yi. Haoran Yi can only exert its true power by filling the heaven and earth with Haoran Qi, replacing the will of heaven, and enforcing the law on behalf of heaven.

But if Heaven does not allow, and one's own heart cannot replace Heaven's will, then the Haoran Qi is similar to the internal force in martial arts novels.

But the emergence of spiritual methods gave Fu Yuan another way to use the great energy.

Haoran Qi comes from belief and is also spiritual power. It can not only perform spiritual magic, but also cleanse the essence and marrow, just like An Lingling, who is untainted by dust and extraordinary.

Chapter 113 Meeting

In "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", the reason why Qiao Feng was able to defeat all the heroes with a set of "Taizu Changquan" was that Qiao Feng's martial arts had reached the level of simplifying the complex and returning to nature.

The old Taoist priest is no less impressive in this regard.

Quan Xing gathered a group of masters, including the hero Ding Daoan and the corpse demon Tu Junfang from the "one top and two heroes". However, the old master did not even use thunder magic, but only the most basic "dual cultivation of sex and life" skills to easily defeat this group of people.

This made Fu Yuan feel that there were only two levels in the world of extraordinary people, "the top" and "below the top".

The difference is too big!

In the end, if it weren't for the appearance of Quanxing's acting leader Gong Qing, even Ding Daoan would have died at the hands of the old Taoist priest.

Gong Qing, a short man with a delicate appearance, appeared on the battlefield calmly with his hands in his pockets.

The old Taoist priest dropped Ding Daoan from his hand, raised his hand and with a "click", crushed Gong Qing's throat. His decisiveness and ruthlessness were not like those of the old Taoist priest.

The speed was so fast that Fu Yuan, who was about to speak, had to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The moment Gong Qing appeared, Fu Yuan recognized that Gong Qing had seen Fu Yuan's "Supreme Will" painting.

Not only that, Gong Qing is also a person who has lost himself... In short, Gong Qing is a person who views paintings!

Yes, if not, with Gong Qing's age and strength, he would not be able to sit in the position of the head of Quanxing.

Unfortunately, he died too quickly, leaving Fu Yuan no time to ask.

The so-called "Xilin Grassland Showdown" in the alien world always has a feeling of "starting strong but ending weak", and even Chen Duo feels disappointed.

She excitedly pulled Fu Yuan over, thinking she could watch a thrilling showdown, but in the end, a group of people were easily dealt with by the old Taoist priest. The gap between ideal and reality was quite large, which made Chen Duo a little depressed.

Even after the old Taoist priest left with the ten elders, Chen Duo was still pouting, expressing her dissatisfaction.

After Fu Yuan answered Zhao Fangxu's call, he said, "Let's go to the capital."

……

Beijing, company headquarters.

As soon as Fu Yuan and Chen Duo got out of the car, an ugly man with a scar on his face rushed over and grabbed Chen Duo: "Chen Duo, are you okay?"

Chen Duo smiled happily and said, "Uncle Liao, I'm fine!"

Liao Zhong looked at her carefully, and said with satisfaction: "Good, good, you can smile now, and your smile is so beautiful!"

Then he said to Fu Yuan: "Fu Yuan, thank you, I, Liao Zhong, owe you a big favor!"

Fu Yuan smiled and said, "This is the fate between Chen Duo and me."

"Anyway, thank you." Liao Zhong patted Fu Yuan's shoulder excitedly and said, "I'll have a good chat with Chen Duo... Director Zhao is waiting for you inside."

Fu Yuan nodded and walked into the company headquarters.

……

As soon as he entered the building, Fu Yuan felt a strange breath coming towards him.

Fu Yuan's soul had once entered An Lingling's mind world and was very familiar with this feeling, so he instantly judged that this was not the company's headquarters building, but the mind world of a spiritual practitioner.

However, the owner of this mental scene is so brave that he actually dares to let his real body enter... Fu Yuan can feel that as long as he releases the righteous energy in his body, he can destroy this mental scene world in an instant.

An Lingling's mind has the sky and the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, tall buildings, pedestrians and all living beings. It is a complete world.

This place is too fragile and too small to contain Fu Yuan's great spirit.

Are you looking down on him?

There were paintings hanging on both sides of the aisle, either oil paintings or Chinese paintings. They should have been extremely beautiful paintings, but in Fu Yuan's eyes, they were full of endless weirdness.

One of the paintings was a Western Mona Lisa, and the smile of the woman in the painting was extremely strange. Fu Yuan looked at it and felt that his soul was about to be absorbed into it.

Every painting here contains spiritual magic!

"Although this painting isn't authentic, it's incredibly famous. I painted it myself. Most people would be captivated at first glance, but you can keep staring at it... You're truly amazing!"

An illusory, petite figure appeared beside Fu Yuan, sizing him up and saying, "You don't seem surprised at all to be here?"

Fu Yuan glanced at her, her figure was too illusory to make out her features clearly, and said, "I've been to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave, but you're far inferior to her!"

"The one with stronger spiritual skills than me is An Lingling? So it turns out that she really taught you spiritual skills!"

The shadow beside him disappeared and appeared in front of the elevator instead, and it was obvious that it was there to lead the way.

Fu Yuan was fearless and followed into the elevator: "Do you know An Lingling's realm?"

Judging from her mental state alone, An Lingling is not just stronger than her, but is on another level.

It's just like the difference between a top-notch old master and other extraordinary people.

But there was no need for Fu Yuan to remind her.

Fu Yuan, who had a keen sense of perception, felt that entering the elevator was like entering the mouth of a giant beast, and a feeling of suffocation surged in his heart.

Of course, only people with keen spiritual awareness can feel this kind of stuffiness. Ordinary people will feel that there is a fragrance here, which is very comfortable.

The righteous energy in his chest was about to surge, but Fu Yuan suppressed it.

Another shadowy figure emerged from the elevator and said, "Third floor."

Fu Yuan pressed the button.

The shadow stood beside Fu Yuan and said, "An Lingling's spiritual power is stronger than mine. I know this very well. Her spiritual cultivation aptitude is far superior to mine. One step slower, one step slower. I'm afraid the gap is getting bigger and bigger now... So I need your help!"

Fu Yuan did not answer without comment.

The elevator opened, third floor.

What you see in front of you is a huge painting, a painting of mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, high and low, magnificent and towering, with the clouds on the mountainside slowly gathering and dispersing.

This is a living painting.