The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 159 I'm so mad! (2)

Wang Yangming, thinking of the label on him, is nothing more than the combination of civil and martial arts, an almost perfect existence.

But there is still a label on him - a great educator.

After being enlightened by Longchang, he founded the branch of Xinxue within the framework of Confucianism.

In the years of war, he taught and educated people while guiding soldiers to fight. It can be said that he taught wherever he fought, and he worked hard to cultivate flowers for the country.

Now for him to come to the southern border to preach to the crowd, it is just a piece of cake and a trivial matter for him.

But what really shocked Broomstar was... what Wang Yangming said.

He said that a sage does not lie in the level of cultivation, as long as he reaches his conscience, he is a sage.Studying the classics of saints is not for practice, but for conscience.

He said that everyone is a saint.The world is so big, as long as you have an inch of kindness in your heart, you can be a sage even if you are an ordinary person.

He even said that Tao is not the way of heaven, nor is it the way of sages, conscience is Tao, and knowing conscience means finding the "Tao".

His psychological theory has aroused everyone's thinking.

There is nothing outside the mind, existence is perception...

When Wang Yangming was sitting cross-legged on the high platform, the gentlemen who had left before heard his theory with the help of their extraordinary five senses after quenching their bodies.

They did not know when they quietly returned the same way, stood aside, listening.

At the end, some people even closed their eyes and meditated.

At this time, Dagan did not have Neo-Confucian figures such as Zhu Xi appearing like in his previous life.

However, with the passage of time, content similar to "preserving the principles of nature and eliminating human desires" and "three cardinal guides and five constant principles" has gradually spread and even been accepted by some people.

Among them are the diehards.

Even according to Zhu Xulin, the closer people are to Shangjing and the better-off their background, the easier it is for people to take the content of Confucianism as a standard.

But the emergence of Wang Yangming broke this cycle and directly proposed a new path.

When it comes to "mind is reason. There is no reason outside the mind, nothing outside the mind, and nothing outside the mind", the world suddenly changes.

I saw the dark clouds that were originally lingering above were broken by a beam of skylight, and the auspicious aura flowed down, and the clouds were steaming and rosy.

Looking towards the sky, there are cranes fluttering their wings and green luan circling the clouds.

Listen to it carefully, there are fairy sounds curling up, and fairy music bursts.

Just at this moment, golden lotuses sprang up from the ground. Whenever Mr. Yangming uttered a word, a lotus flower bloomed in front of him. When the sunlight bloomed to the extreme, the clouds suddenly turned into pieces of powder White petals fluttered and fell in the sky.

Such visions not only covered the street of the temple fair, but also covered the entire city.

Sao Baxing gasped at this moment, "Golden lotus springing up from the ground? Flowers falling from the sky? Lotus blossoming on the tongue? Where did this monster come from? And Song Lanyi can summon such a monster. Could it be that she is more powerful than those monsters?" evildoer?"

After saying this, he seemed to be hit, picked up a branch, ran to a corner, squatted by the corner, and drew circles on the ground:
"Oh, I just knew that I have nothing to look forward to in this life. It's better to be old than to be young. The world is so big that there is no room for me. Just lie on the bed, eat and wait for death."

When Song Lanyi heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing how he had provoked this bastard.

But she doesn't have time for that right now.

The hype is a vision, and each of the petals contains a lot of talent.

Song Lanyi thought secretly, his own wool... a little bit, isn't too much.

She pulled out the sleeve robe, and a sack appeared in her hand.

I saw her open the sack, let go of her feet, and run wildly all over the city, starting to catch the smallpox falling from the sky.

Seeing this, Broom Star became frowning again, squatting on the ground and drawing circles.

"This falling petal is a good thing, but I am a ghost, this thing is useless to me... Alas, I am indeed a broom star, chances are always out of my turn..."

Below the stands, the farmer from yesterday was meditating with his eyes closed, when suddenly a smallpox fell on him, and he suddenly seemed to be enlightened, his breath changed, and there was a faint wave of talent.

And since he started, there have been faintly one after another people who have made breakthroughs and officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

In the attic next to the high platform, Bawang and Mrs. Wen looked at the scene on the ground, and there was a light of surprise in their eyes.

Mrs. Wen caught a falling petal and was amazed, "Song Lanyi's way... is really miraculous, and it can do this. If she can educate the people like this every day, she and this Wang Yangming will participate in the good fortune, I'm afraid It is not far from the saint."

Hearing this, Overlord shook his head, "It's not that simple. Why do you think Song Lanyi wants to collect flower petals all over the city? Although she is greedy, it's not like that."

Mrs. Wen frowned, "The petals contain a lot of talent. You mean, because she summoned Wang Yangming and elicited visions, she lacked talent?"

Overlord nodded, "Everything has advantages and disadvantages. There can be no perfect things in the world that don't require any price."

the other side.

The warriors under the gentry hurried forward carrying the stretcher.

When they saw the changes in the world, they stopped suddenly.

With this bump, the old man on the single stretcher faintly woke up.

He subconsciously touched the bruise on his neck, hoarse voice, and said impatiently, "What's the matter? You can't lift a person, I think you don't want your head anymore."

Lishi stretched out his hand, pointing tremblingly in the direction of Song Lanyi, "Master, Master, there is a vision!"

The old man squinted his eyes, and scolded, "A vision is a vision! Haven't I, Huang Zhengdao, seen few visions? Let me have a look..."

He opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance.

When he saw the petals falling from the sky, he seemed to have suddenly gone epileptic, and his whole body twitched.

He still mumbled indistinctly: "Heaven, the sky is full of hype, the holy saint is coming to the world! Take me... Take me there!"

When Lishi heard this, he didn't dare to delay, and ran forward quickly.

This quick run inevitably bumped up and down again. The old man was thrown out of the stretcher without noticing it for a while.

If it was usual, he would definitely yell and curse, but now he didn't care so much, and ran forward barefoot, describing madness, "The sage preached, this opportunity must belong to me!"

When he ran to the city, he followed the ceiling to the densest place, and saw Wang Yangming sitting on the high platform at a glance.

He was stunned.

Under the stands, I found that most of the people who listened were a group of simple people.

He wasn't stupid either, he discovered the truth as soon as he turned his head.

This place is clearly the place where they made trouble before.

This new sage... probably was invited by Song Lanyi.

And he, not long ago, happened to be on the opposite side of Song Lanyi.

Thinking with his toes, he also knew that Song Lanyi would not allow him to listen to the sermon.

Huang Zhengdao let out a muffled snort, out of breath, and spewed out blood in one gulp.

Overjoyed and saddened, he passed out directly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

pissed him off!

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