Chapter 142

Pilgrimage to the Holy City, the top of the Wenta Tower, night!

Wu Xianlong, dressed in a black gown, sat alone in the wind at the top of the tower. Looking at the current lights, he was a little confused.

He has been sitting like this for a period of time every night for several months. After returning from Lonely City, he was a little silent and depressed.

The reason why this is that what supports him in his heart is broken, and his soul can't find a pillar, swaying in the night wind like a lonely lamp.

Wine is a good thing. Drinking in the night wind is also a good choice. However, to forget the shame, you need to drink a lot of wine and keep drinking.

However, it is ridiculous that since he integrated the code, his body has been completely transformed. Now it is very difficult to get drunk. Even if he drinks from morning to night, it will not help.

It's not that he doesn't want to jump from the top of the tower, but what can he do? He, who has been integrated with the code code, can't die no matter how he falls.

So, he hates his body a little.

Today, behind him stands a middle-aged man, who is also a Confucian suit, but pure white, floating out of dust, and looks gentle and elegant.

He held two jars of wine in his hand. The wine was good wine, which was a good wine that had been treasured for a hundred years. He didn't say anything, but handed an jar to Wu Xianlong, and then took a big sip by himself.

Cough...

The middle-aged man's health seems to be a little bad, and the sound of coughing is urgent and short.

Wu Xianlong finally said, "Master, I let you down and worried you again."

The middle-aged man is the owner of this city, the first person in the empire, Xun Ji.

Xun Ji's cough stopped for a while. He said, "You are exactly the same as when I was young. It's all like this. On the surface, it is gentle and elegant, but in fact, it is arrogant. Time flies, but people are still the same, which also shows the fate of our master and apprentice.

Wu Xianlong was a little curious and said, "Has the master ever been the same as me?"

Xun Ji smiled and said, "The higher you stand, the harder you fall, and the higher you are, the colder it is. As a teacher, I was more ruthless than you in those years. If I hadn't been awakened by the old guy Ba You Gua, maybe I would still be the same as all sentient beings now. How can I legislate for this city? Tell me, what have you been thinking in the past few months?

A helpless look flashed in Wu Xianlong's eyes and said, "The master taught me that Confucianism set their hearts for heaven and earth, legislate for the people, and rules for all things. However, isn't the strongest person in the world who can set the rules of the game? Great righteousness always needs strength to show. Now, I'm defeated. I'm beginning to doubt my belief. I'm confused and I can't see the way forward.

There is no doubt that Confucianism and true Confucianism have a legislative heart. Without such a great righteousness, it is easy to fall into the ranks of corrupt Confucianism, follow the law and abide by the old rules.

Xun Ji laughed happily, and a heroic atmosphere emanated.

He said, "You're right. Legislators should be the strongest, because only the strongest people can enforce the law, which is why we are so powerful. However, the key is, what do you think, what kind of person is the strongest, you have to think about it?

"What kind of talent is the strongest? Master, I don't understand. I don't understand what you mean.

"Then do you think the strongest person is an invincible person?"

Wu Xianlong seemed to have been killed. Such a simple sentence made him fall into meditation and could not move.

Xun Ji continued: "Today, let me tell you the true meaning of Confucianism. In the past few months, you have suffered great setbacks, and then you have thought for a long time. You have the opportunity to understand the true meaning of Confucianism. Now I will preach to you. Let me ask, you answer, do you know the true meaning of your identity "extreme"?

Wu Xianlong thought for a while before answering, "Extreme, it means human pole. It represents the extreme of human beings. Only when it reaches the extreme of human beings can it be legislated."

"People have the extreme, but the extreme of people is as big as the sky and as wide as the earth?"

Wu Xianlong couldn't understand this sentence. He asked, "Master, what is the sky and what is the earth?"

"The sky is healthy, the gentleman is self-improvement, the terrain is Kun, and the gentleman carries things with virtue."

"I, I don't understand..."

"No hurry, take your time. People live between heaven and earth. What you understand is the extreme of human beings, but the extreme of human beings is still human beings, which cannot be compared with heaven and earth. So in front of those who understand the way of heaven and earth, you will naturally lose.

In this case, Wu Xianlong naturally asked, "Master, is that Tian General Night a person who understands the way of heaven or the tunnel?"

"Well, there are people outside, and there is a sky outside. It's not surprising. However, the way of heaven and earth is nothing in front of us Confucianism.

Wu Xianlong lost his voice and said, "What? Really?"

"Apprentice, don't be arrogant about the cause of Confucianism. We Confucianism have a long way to go. We should not only set up our hearts for heaven and earth and for the people, but also continue to learn for the saints. Let me tell you that the ultimate of humanity is the wind. The wind soars between heaven and earth, everything. In the sky, it can turn into thunder, rush above the nine heavens, and on the earth, it can turn into water, permeating under the nine secluded yellow springs. In the meantime, it turns into all sentient beings. Where the thoughts come, the heart comes. One heart is the universe, and the universe is one heart.

"Master, is that the way?"

Hearing what Wu Xianlong said, Xun Ji shook his head and said freely, " apprentice, don't worry. Let's drink slowly. The night is long. We have plenty of time to think about the moon?"

Hearing Xun Ji's words, Wu Xianlong also put down his eager thoughts, quietly listened to the wind, and drank lightly.

Xun Ji said slowly, "Humanity is not a way, nor is it any way. If you insist on saying it is Tao, it is the way of the heart."

"Heart? Master, what is the heart?

"Haha, don't worry, this heart is just a metaphor, not something specific. It's just that this heart is like the wind, walking between heaven and earth, everywhere and everywhere. This is the case with people, so your identity means extraordinary. Don't underestimate yourself.

Wu Xianlong nodded, and Xun Ji continued: "Let's go back to the original question. The legislator should be the strongest. Can't the strongest person be defeated? Is this something you can't figure out?"

"Yes!"

"The strongest person can be defeated. Not only can he be defeated, but he can also be defeated all the time."

"But how can we legislate for the people like this?"

"Is the real legislation about strength? Wrong, it's the great righteousness, the great righteousness between heaven and earth. People's strength can be defeated, but justice will not be defeated. Only when you master justice can you legislate. Although ordinary rulers have the strongest force, their laws can only last for a while. But our righteous law can be passed down for thousands of generations.

"Oh, master, people are like the wind. If you legislate with justice, you can be popular all over the world, right?"

Xun Ji nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are the same as me back then, with great understanding and backbone. You have understood the first level. Next, let me tell you the second level, which is to enter the Tao to the extreme.

"Master, what does it mean to enter the Tao?"

"The saint once said that if you are rich, you will help the world. If you are poor, you will be alone. If you can ask for wealth and honor, I will also do it. If you can't ask for it, I will follow my good. Extremely, it is free to advance and retreat, win or lose, only according to the heart, only according to what you like. If you think about the way of heaven in your heart, then the sky will be healthy and the gentleman will be self-improvement. With the thought of the tunnel in my heart, I can turn from the heavenly path to the virtue of the tunnel in an instant. Everything in the world is according to my heart, whether it is developed or poor, the heart of the Confucian will not change, and the great righteousness will not change. The king is in charge of the world and can enter the Tao, and the old man can also enter the Tao on the fishing river. If the king is old, it's just that he has changed from understanding the way of the world to the way of fishing. What's the difference? So, although you are defeated, so what?

"I lost, so what?" Wu Xianlong chewed this sentence silently, and the brilliance in his eyes became more and more brilliant. "Teacher, I understand. What I saw before was too narrow, so I didn't know that there was someone outside. There was a sky outside the sky, and it was only stagnant in my own world. Now I know that the Shinto can be a ghost way, and the right way can be an evil way. It's only between one thought, and all the ways are equal and there is no difference.

Xun Ji saw that Wu Xianlong regained his self-confidence and nodded with satisfaction, but from his answer, he knew that Wu Xianlong did not realize the real thing. If he understood it, he could tell him the third mystery of Confucianism, but he had not fully understood it, so it was not beautiful to say it now. . It's just that whether to talk about it or not makes him very contradictory.

"Master, what is the third layer of mystery of Confucianism?"

Xun Ji was silent. He knew in his heart that the teenager in front of him was a fledgling after all, and he had not experienced many pains by himself, so he could not understand that "wealth and noble are sought, although I also do it. If I can't ask for it, I will follow." This sentence, the mellow connotation of this sentence, is beyond the understanding of an offspring.

Wu Xianlong only knows that humanity is like the wind, and it can be unpredictable, all in one thought. But after all, this realm has thoughts, and has not reached the realm of no thoughts. You can't ask for wealth. I'm good to you!" It's just that in a free and easy place, you can't have no thoughts, just follow your own heart.

Xun Ji sighed, "Apprentice, you are not qualified to accept the meaning of the third level of Confucianism. When you can achieve one thought, I'll teach you again!"

Wu Xianlong was a little lost in his eyes, but he was soon relieved. The more broad and profound the meaning of Confucianism is, the more it is worth chasing and exploring.

Xun Ji sucked all the wine into his stomach and said with a smile, "I have accepted the request of Cui Niu, the master of Tianjingye, to explore the way of human beings in a larger time and space. Not long ago, I have sent away the old man Bayougua, and the next leader of the Celestial Empire will also be appointed by Bayougua in this civil war. You have integrated into the Bible-Codex handed down by our ancestors, and it has also been transformed into a form similar to the Eight Trigrams. You have to learn more from him. Well, you can go back and have a rest first. Don't go out for the wind in the future. It's not good for your spirit. After I leave, you should pay more attention to learning the art of war from Master Zhongzheng, legislate righteously, and strengthen your troops to abide by the law.

Wu Xianlong knelt down to Xun Ji and said, "Thank you for your kindness in preaching. I will never forget it in my life and keep it in my heart. May Master have a good journey."

After saying that, Wu Xianlong left and went back to continue to digest the realm of "one thought and ten thousand methods" that he had just realized.

The night is just Xun Ji's night. He booed to the night sky: "The third realm of Confucianism is the situation of one thought. The universe is my heart, and my heart is the universe. All laws are equal, there are saints in the East, this is the same, this is the same, there is a saint in the West, this is the same, this is the same. Hey, it's time to go! There is nothing to care about whether you understand or not. If the sky is prosperous, it should be prosperous. If the sky destroys Confucianism, it will be destroyed!"

With this sigh, Xun Ji's whole body turned into a crystal crystal idea, penetrating time and space and swaying outside the void.