Divine Book Era

Chapter 21 The Way of the Sage
"Father, as long as you are a human being with the seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of desires, there is a possibility of wooing him!" the woman said.

"You don't understand saints!" Wei Xueshi said: "It's not that a saint has no desires, but a saint's desires are too great. The earth is too big to bear it; the sky is too big to accommodate it!"

"There is a difference between high and low desires. The grassroots pursuit is nothing more than three meals and clothing; the middle households pursue the imperial examination to be an official, and the people are superior; the official pursuit is a generation of famous ministers who are famous through the ages; However, what the monks pursue is nothing more than immortality. Their desires are very low, and the low heaven and earth can bear it. But the way of a saint is too difficult for the heaven to bear. !"

"There must be a sage in 500 years! Why did it take 500 years to conceive a sage, just because the way of heaven can't bear it!"

Wei Xueshi said, his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could see through the past and the present, and see through all phenomena of the world.

All living beings do not understand saints. In their eyes, saints are perfect, moral models, teachers of all generations, saints have boundless magic power, saints deter ancient and modern... It seems that all the words of praise can be used to describe saints, embellish The power of the saint.

And only a few people can penetrate the inside of each character, penetrate the truth behind the history, and see the real saint.

A saint is a living fool; a saint is a dead scum.

A saint is not a moral model, let alone a morally perfect person. The so-called good and evil, the so-called good and bad people, can already describe a saint.

Saints are holy because they have ideals and stick to them.

The reason why saints are holy is because they see farther, and they no longer think about ten years, one hundred years, but one thousand years, ten thousand years.

In other words, the simple fame that goes down in history, the simple prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the prosperity of the Great Chu Dynasty are no longer enough to satisfy their desires.

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Whoa!
The scroll rolled and fell into Liu Xiu's hands.

Looking at the scroll in her hand, Liu Xiu only felt that it was a good treasure, at least it looked good.

Originally, the paper of the scroll was just the clothes he was wearing, but now it is half a foot wide and one and a half feet long, just like a scroll. Streams of light flashed on the scroll, and the color of platinum flickered; This text is even more flashing with blood, and the blood is full of righteousness, which makes ghosts and gods yield, and makes demons fear.

"Boy, as expected of having the qualifications of a saint, just the second level of Confucianism means forging a saint's cultural treasure. Saint's cultural treasure is hard to come by, and there are not many saints!"

The Heavenly Snake King praised, with indescribable envy in his tone.

"Writing is used to convey the way. When the article carries the Dao, it can be turned into a cultural treasure. This article carries the way of righteousness. The saint's cultural treasure can suppress the luck of a country. The saint's cultural treasure can Comparable to some fairy artifacts, divine artifacts, the killing power is astonishing. If you dedicate the Song of Righteousness to the current Emperor Chu, you will definitely be rewarded with the title of prince and the princess!"

"But after that, it just died without a problem!" Liu Xiu said with a smile. No, there is no place to bury the dead!"

"That's right, human beings nowadays have no morals at all, and some of them are all deceitful techniques, and they are extremely unreliable in the competition of who is more despicable!" The Heavenly Snake King said lightly, with indescribable contempt for human beings in his tone.

"How to take back this scroll, I can't just carry it around like this!" Liu Xiu asked.

"You are the creator of the saint's cultural treasure, and you are connected with your life. This volume of saint's cultural treasure is equivalent to your natal magic weapon. As long as you have a thought, you can put it in the sea of ​​consciousness!" said the Heavenly Snake King.

With a thought in Liu Xiu's mind, the sage Wenbao "Song of Righteous Qi" disappeared immediately, as if it had been integrated into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The sage's cultural treasure, carried on your body, will continuously nourish your luck, turn bad luck into good fortune, and make disaster auspicious. When you walk outside, you will encounter various opportunities; and when you get along with women, you will be even more lucky. There will be a natural sense of closeness. In this life, as long as you don't die, the future saint can be expected!"

The Heavenly Snake King said lightly, but his heart was still hot.

"Luck, to put it bluntly, is luck, but luck is extremely unreliable!" Liu Xiudao: "In the world, everything is illusory. Only strength can be calm, and only strength can be the most reliable!"

If he had great strength, how could he be hung up, almost drying out the bacon.

"you are wrong!"

But the Heavenly Snake King said: "Don't you hear that the supernatural powers are no match for the number of days!"

Liu Xiu frowned and said, "Wrong!"

The Heavenly Snake King said: "The heaven and the earth have the same power, and the hero is not free when transported. When the luck is strong, an ant on the ground will also turn into a nine-day dragon; Gods, invincible immortals, will also fall into the mortal world. Only the weak will say that strength is respected, and the strong are supreme. They believe in nothing but violence; and the stronger the existence, the more they fear the will of heaven, fate, fortune, and luck , cause and effect and so on."

Liu Xiudao: "Doesn't this mean that the weak are materialists, while the strong are idealists!"

"Materialism? Idealism?" The Heavenly Snake King asked rhetorically, somewhat unable to understand the specific meaning.

Liu Xiu couldn't help explaining: "Materialism means that everything is illusory, only matter is real and real, and idealism means that everything is illusory, only the mind and the mind of the Tao , is eternal!"

The Heavenly Snake King nodded and said: "It's almost the same reason! The weak are materialistic only because they lack material; the strong are idealistic only because they have a lot of material!"

Boom!

At this time, the door opened, and the waiter of the black shop appeared. Seeing that Liu Xiu had escaped from the rope, he rushed over with a butcher's knife in his hand.

"You are a talented thief, you want to run away. No way, I will kill you right now, disembowel you, and turn you into human meat buns!"

As the waiter said, he came towards Liu Xiu with a butcher's knife.

Liu Xiu dodged away in embarrassment, making her face ashamed.

"Stupid scholar, quickly use the saint's cultural treasure to attack and destroy him!" the Heavenly Snake King roared.

"I don't know how to use the saint's cultural treasures to attack!" Liu Xiu quickly dodged, like a rabbit avoiding the pursuit of wild wolves.Fortunately, there was a big tree and some obstacles in the courtyard, so he was not hunted down or completely chopped down.

"Stimulate the literary energy, mobilize the power of the saint's cultural treasures, and attack!"

"How to mobilize!"

"The text conveys the way, and "Song of Righteousness" carries the way of righteousness, which can be condensed into a sword of righteousness, which can be killed and killed!"

"I still won't!"

"Sage's Wenbao "Song of Righteousness" is connected with your natal life, and it is a part of your life. How to use your fists, sir, can stimulate the Saint's Wenbao to attack!" The Heavenly Snake King cursed again: "Stupid scholar!"

The scholar in front of him has the qualifications of a saint, but he is stupid!
"Thief scholar, die!"

The shop clerk held a butcher's knife and wanted to kill Liu Xiu like a pig.

At this time, a bright white long sword appeared, Liu Xiu held it in his hand, and came to assassinate, the butcher's knife broke on the spot, and even lost the assassination to Xiaoer's heart.

puff!

Blood flowed out, and Xiao Er fell to the ground, dead.

(End of this chapter)