Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

Lu Niangrong stared blankly at the middle-aged man bending his waist and bowing in this direction.

The purple energy, the principles, and even the benevolence and righteousness he discussed, all turned into substantive splendid flames. They rose, bloomed, rolled, and intertwined from behind him. They were so majestic that they pushed his shadow down, along with the rolling lotus flowers. The stacks of pavilions came down, evenly, covering the entire side of the body.

She looked sideways, and within a square inch of her body, Renlian Yihua rose and fell, Tao and reason were intertwined, and bloomed beside the green ox.

Confucius bows again.

Who are you worshiping?

The same question arises in the minds of different people at the same moment.

Lu Buwei's scalp became furious and he led Lu Niangrong away sideways, because they were also bowing in the direction of Confucius.

The people who were approaching suddenly came to their senses and retreated to both sides uniformly like a tide. Even Zhao Zheng walked away consciously and silently retreated to the side.

At this time, the only place where the Master was paying homage was a farmer, a green cow, a group of people, and the city of Jiangling behind them.

Lu Buwei's heart suddenly beat wildly, and his lips trembled as he asked:

"Master, are you worshiping Jiangling?"

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid not!" the old servant replied with a trembling voice.

The two of them were speechless, and an extremely terrifying thought came to their minds. No, it couldn't be right? ?

Not only them, but Lu Niangrong and the nearby people were also plunged into great confusion and horror, their eyes wandering over the bent Confucius and the Taoist on the back of the bull.

Why don't Taoists avoid it?

Are you scared out of your wits, or...

The Master bent down for ten breaths. After ten breaths, he stood up with a look of joy on his face and millions of lotus flowers at his feet.

The master's loud voice was calm, but it caused the heaven and earth to resonate, lowering the canopy of purple air, rolling three feet above his head, and shimmering with precious light.

"Teacher, I haven't seen you in thirty-seven years."

‘Crack! ! ’

A bright thunder exploded in the clouds mixed with purple rhyme. This thunder exploded in the clouds, but it also exploded in Lu Buwei's mind and everyone's heart! !

Amidst the thunder, Lu Buwei felt the back of his head was numb, his spine was trembling, and his hairs stood on end.

He is like this, everyone is like this.

Old teacher?

Everyone looked sideways at the farmer, the green cow, and the aging Taoist priest.

The Taoist was raising his head at this time, and his eyes could not be seen clearly, but he could see a smile on his face, which seemed to be sighing, feeling, or missing.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time. During these days, I often hear about your travels around the world, educating all peoples, benevolence and righteousness, and the unity of words and deeds. You are very good."

There was silence all around, with only the sounds of violent heartbeats and disordered breathing coming and going. Confucius smiled and bowed before bowing again:

"In the city of Luoyang, the teacher taught me about the nature of heaven and earth, and I gained some enlightenment. At the border of Qi State, the teacher taught me to follow nature, and I entered the virtuous position. It has been thirty-seven years now. During these thirty-seven years, the students have worked hard and dare not neglect. , be diligent in Taoism and strive for reason."

In the city of Luoyang, at the border of Qi State.

Lu Buwei's chest felt tight. He still didn't know who Director Lu was?

Lu Zi.

Lu Zi! ! !

Lu Niangrong on the side was not much better, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly open, she wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, her heart was beating vigorously, and her vision was dark.

She recalled one scene after another in the past few months, from meeting in the wilderness, to staying in the city, and then to being in danger on the long street.

Now that I think about it, from the beginning to the end, Daochang Lu always looked calm, and his expression never showed any signs of disturbance.

Lu Zi.

She swallowed, her legs felt weak, and at the same time she felt a very serious sense of loss in her heart. If the Taoist Priest was the legendary Lu Zi, then Brother Zhao.

Lu Niangrong was in a trance, Lu Buwei was breathing rapidly, feeling ecstasy and horror at the same time, and the people on the side were all in an uproar!

Everyone in the world praises the Master for his benevolence and righteousness, but they also know that Lu Zi is mighty and virtuous!

Kill Duke Huan of Qi, count his crimes against Heaven, blame God for his crimes, and depose Heaven!

Already powerful!

Educate all souls, provide disaster relief, guide the world, and benevolent to all living beings!

The great virtue returns!

In terms of reputation, Lu Zi, a man of great virtue and authority, was three points better than Confucius!

Under the gaze of countless pairs of hot eyes, the old farmer held the green ox and looked at the master who was full of truth and benevolence with a smile.

The old Taoist on the back of the cow raised his eyelids, revealing extremely clear eyes.

He smiled and said:

"We have not seen each other for decades. I heard that you traveled around the country and preached benevolence and morality. I am very relieved to see you again this time."

Confucius worshiped:

"The student is not talented and still has doubts in his mind. I have been looking for the teacher these days. Now I can see the teacher. I am very happy."

"What are you confused about?" Lu Xuan asked with a smile.

Confucius said: "Although students think hard and study hard, they have traveled around the world for decades, and although they have gained fame all over the world, they still have not entered the gate of the Great Way."

While the two were talking to each other, the purple energy in the sky more than doubled, taking on the shape of twenty thousand miles of majestic purple energy. At this moment, the heaven and the earth also softly roared, shaking in all directions. There were fairy flowers falling from the sky, and divine springs rising from the earth. , gushing endlessly.

Then, monks escaped from all directions and settled down around them.

A hundred miles away, the earth split apart, yellow springs gushed out, the gate of ghosts appeared and opened, and all the ghosts and gods performed rituals behind the gate.

Above the sky, clouds and mist are lingering, the gate of heaven is looming, the sacred mountain is majestic, the palaces and buildings are shadowy, and the immortals and gods are listening quietly in the sky.

Everyone in heaven and earth has heard the name of Confucius and is even more aware of the mighty virtues of Lu Zi. At this moment, the words of the two greatest powers in the world actually alarmed the immortals, Buddhas, gods and ghosts. They all came quietly and wanted to listen to Lu Zi. and the Tao of Confucius.

This has nothing to do with stance or relationship with each other. They are just here to listen to the sermon. They are clean and pure, but they also demonstrate the reputation, prestige and virtue of the two of them.

The real immortals stood, the gods sat upright, and even the Buddha came from the west and lowered his eyes to gain insight.

Everyone is watching, everyone is listening.

"Huh?" The Buddha looked at the old morning cow farmer, and his heart was filled with surprise and doubt. As soon as the doubt arose, he felt in a trance again. When his mind was calm, he no longer paid attention to the old farmer and subconsciously ignored it.

"Just an old farmer." Buddha thought.

On the ground, Lu Xuan looked peaceful. Hearing Confucius' question, he smiled and said:

"You first asked about the nature of heaven and earth, the second asked about benevolence and righteousness, and now you ask me what is the great road."

He felt a little numb in his heart, but it didn't show anything on his face. He was also seeking this great road, how could he know it?

Lu Xuan was going to be honest and confess that he didn't know what the avenue was, nor how to enter the gate of the avenue. The old farmer holding the cow yawned, stretched, and quietly tapped the cow's head three times with his palm. , the vibration spread along the cow to the Taoist.

Lu Xuan seemed to have been knocked on the head three times, and suddenly he was enlightened. There were all kinds of mysteries in his mind, and his expression became solemn. He was about to say something, but he noticed something had changed in the world and looked sideways.

Lu Xuan saw a piece of mountains and rivers being torn apart and stripped away from the current years. A figure was thrown in. Is it Senior Brother Zhang?

The old farmer also looked sideways and frowned slightly, but did not realize that there were more important things to do at the moment.

Lu Xuan withdrew his gaze and said gently:

"If you want to see the great road, you must first wander your mind to the beginning of things. Within the heaven and earth, outside the universe, all the spirits in the world, the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers, their shapes are all different, but those that are similar, follow the natural birth and death. Following the natural course of things, they blend into one, formless, natureless, and indifferent.”

When Lu Xuan spoke, his expression was solemn, his Taoist robes rustled, and his Taoist crown trembled slightly. The words he said were his, but the old farmer was borrowing them from him.

The one who talks about the Tao is Lu Xuan, who is even more supreme.

When the emperor preaches, heaven and earth listen.

The sound of the great avenue was ferocious and majestic, spreading all over the sky and the earth, shaking the whole world, but it attracted more immortals, more gods, and a Buddha came in person. Both the past Buddha and the current Buddha came here to listen to the sermon, causing an uproar among the immortals. .

Confucius seemed unaware of the vision in the sky and asked in confusion:

"Teacher, the shapes of all things are different, so what's the use of looking at things that are similar?"

The old farmer knocked on the void three times this time, as if he was knocking on Lu Xuan's head.

With three light taps, Lu Xuan once again had a great realization, and his voice was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth:

"Looking at the similarities, the body is the same as all things, the things are the same, the things are the same, the right and wrong are the same, and the self is the same. Therefore, we can see that life and death are the same as day and night, misfortunes are the same as blessings, good fortune and bad luck are the same."

After a pause, his eyes narrowed. He was obviously narrating, but he was also comprehending, and he continued:

"Insight into the identity of all things in heaven and earth, and regard all things as one, and if you are in all things, then you are also the same as all things, and you are one with all things. This is the door of the great road."

Confucius was in a trance, heaven and earth are me, I am heaven and earth, all things are like me, and I am like all things

He was thoughtful and said to himself:

"That being the case, what's the difference between spreading benevolence and righteousness to myself and spreading benevolence and righteousness to the world?"

He suddenly lost his desire to seek benevolence and justice and teach etiquette. The obsession that was weighing on his heart dissipated. He felt relieved, and his body and mind felt light and clear.

The old farmer knocked in the air three more times, and the Taoist on the cow's back also gained enlightenment again and said:

"The Great Road is as deep as the sea and as tall as a mountain. It spreads all over the world and is everywhere. It flows endlessly and reaches everywhere. It cannot be found when it is sought, and it cannot be discussed."

His mind was full of thoughts, and his voice echoed across the sky. The immortals involuntarily bowed and bowed, and they were all mesmerized by what he heard.

Lu Xuan suddenly laughed, preaching and enlightening:

"Those who have the Great Way give birth to the heaven and the earth without decay, and support all things without shortage. If the sky has the Great Way, the sky will be high; if the earth has the Great Way, the earth will be thick; if the sun and the moon have it, they will move in the alternation of day and night; if the four seasons have it, all things will have their order. , I get it, you get it, what should I do!"

Confucius' mind and body, which had already given up the heavy burden, were shaken. His thoughts were in a trance, the sound of Tao penetrated his ears, and his thoughts seemed to be soaring in the clouds, submerged under the sea, entering the mountains and forests, and existing in all things!

He is one of all things, and all things are his own. He is relaxed and happy, and he praises and exclaims:

"It's so vast! It's so vast! The sky is endless. I have been alive for decades, but I only know how to be benevolent and righteous. But I don't know that the vastness of the world and the vastness of all things are only about benevolence and righteousness. The teacher's words make me happy. Let me talk again, Talk about it again!”

The old farmer nodded slightly, and was about to knock on the void for the third time. When he knocked on Lu Xuan's mind, he suddenly realized,

But before his fingers tapped down, he saw the Taoist on the cow's back laughing, and then in the old farmer's stunned and confused eyes, he uttered a thunderous voice:

"A sage lives his life by not betraying his will when things happen, not guarding when things change, going with the flow, doing things naturally, harmoniously and adapting to them, he has attained the Tao, and he who adapts to the situation is a saint!"

The sound of the Dao resounded in the buildings of the Heavenly Palace. In the Lingxiao Palace, the Emperor's Corpse looked at the immortal officials and gods who all ran to listen to the Dao, and couldn't help but laugh or cry.

Glancing around the empty Lingxiao Hall, he thought thoughtfully and smiled to himself:

"Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"

The true immortals don’t know, the gods don’t know, the gods and Buddhas at the [Heavens] level can’t see clearly, and even the emperors and Buddhas at the [Great Luo] level can’t see clearly.

But the emperor's corpse is [Dao Fruit]. Even though he is dead, he is still sitting on the Dao Fruit. Naturally, he can tell who the old farmer is holding the cow.

This sermon was clearly delivered by His Majesty, but all the merits and virtues were given to that [undetermined number].

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what are you going to do?

The emperor's corpse looked deeply, and a bright light suddenly bloomed in his bleeding eyes.

At the same time, the thirty-third heaven was outside.

Two huge Taoist palaces were floating in the chaos. The gates of the Taoist palaces were open, and a blind Taoist and a lame Taoist with a bruised nose and face stood opposite each other.

Neither of them looked very good.

The lame Taoist covered his red and swollen face, gritted his teeth and said:

"What a great prince, how can he still play like this? He should be the one to decide this [Dao], the destiny of heaven and the earth, but let Xiaoxuan do it for him. What does his prince want to do! What does he want to do!!"

The lame Taoist was extremely angry.

The blind Taoist was also pacing back and forth and gnashing his teeth:

"The Supreme Being finally became suspicious and wanted Xiaoxuan to take the lead on his behalf. If he can't accept his Taiqing way, he will never be allowed to succeed!"

The two Taoists became anxious and became ants on the hot pot, but they did not dare to show their cards to the Supreme Being. They couldn't beat him. They couldn't beat him! !

"Your Majesty, you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!" Yuanshi Tianzun said angrily.

On the side, Lingbao Tianzun, who was also depressed, took a breath and said in surprise:

"Your Majesty, it's not unkind."

"Isn't it enough to seize you as my disciple?"

"That's right." The lame Taoist also spoke angrily: "Your Majesty, you are unkind, don't blame me and I for being unjust!"

The two statues symbolize the starting point and the end, creation and destruction, opening and closing, the cause of all effects and the effects of all causes. The Taoists who hold completely opposite ways have actually become the same enemy.

"Yuanshi, what should you and I do?"

"Don't be hasty, let's figure it out slowly."

The blind Taoist angrily listened to his disciple's intoxicated explanation of the Great Way, and his teeth ached.

Good luck to you, Your Majesty! Good luck to you, Your Majesty!

Taking a deep breath, the blind Taoist entered the [Tai Shang Forgetfulness] state, becoming more divine and divine. He briefly abandoned his humanity and said calmly:

"Lingbao, do you dare to take risks?"

"How to take risks?" the lame Taoist asked curiously.

Yuanshi Great Heavenly Lord lowered his eyes:

"You and I are like this, like this."

"!!!" The lame Taoist's eyes widened, staring at the Yuanshi Great Heavenly Lord who had abandoned humanity and transformed into the Great Dao before him, and said in astonishment:

"If this is true, the Supreme Being will discover it."

The Great Heavenly Lord of Yuanshi exited the state of [The Greatest Forgetfulness] and became a blind Taoist again. He smiled happily and said:

"Playing chess with outsiders is boring for you and me, but how fun it is to play chess with the Supreme Being!"

After a pause, he coughed slightly, feeling a little guilty, and spoke again:

"Besides, it's not that the Supreme Being is unkind. It's better to remove the fuel from the cauldron first. The Supreme Being seizes you and my good disciple, what should I do?"

The lame Taoist became angry:

"It's his mother's fault!"

As he said that, he felt that something was wrong. The mother of that Supreme Being was his own mother, even though they didn't have a mother.

Despite this, the lame Taoist still changed his words:

"Your Majesty, you can pull the trigger, but I can wait!"

As he said that, the two Dao Lords who transcended time and space looked at each other and both said in unison:

"If you can go there, so can I!"

………………

world.

It is said to be the human world, but the immortals and Buddhas all over the sky and the ghosts and gods from the Nine Netherworlds, 70% and 70% of them, are all here, listening to the sermon.

Everyone listened as if they were intoxicated, and their hearts were fascinated. True immortals are like this, deities are like this, heavenly deities are like this, the Buddha sitting in the clouds, and the emperor eavesdropping in the imperial palace are all like this.

Lu Zi preached that the Tao is the Supreme, and the Supreme Great Road reaches the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Confucius expressed great joy, as if he had seen the door of the great road, which was about to be pushed open, but there was still a narrow gap.

He bent down and spoke happily:

"Tell it again, tell it again, please tell the teacher again!"

Lu Xuan, who was immersed in the Taishang Dao, did not wait for the old farmer to tap the void, and then naturally, by the way, he was preaching to all living beings, and he was also preaching to himself.

Enlightenment through preaching.

He smiled and said:

"From the perspective of the origin of the universe, all things are formed from the original fire, and are destroyed by the light of the spiritual treasure. They are formed by gas, and the gas is formed and destroyed, and begins again and again. This is"

? ? ?

Three questions popped up in the old farmer's head. My good disciple kept talking, so why did he talk wrongly?

The beginning of the Yuan Dynasty?

The light of spiritual treasure?

His eyelids were twitching wildly, and he was just about to knock on the void, but he saw Lu Xuan's voice changed, and the way he described returned to the Supreme True Origin.

"All things are born between heaven and earth, just like a white horse passing through the gap, and suddenly they are gone. This is nature and this is the truth."

The old farmer looked relaxed.

Lu Xuan changed the subject again:

"The birth of all things is vigorous and vigorous, and it is the beginning. The end of all things is destroyed, and it is quiet and silent."

The old farmer looked furious. After Lu Xuan finished narrating this, he returned to the original text:

“Those who have attained the Tao regard life and death as one, life as happiness and death as rest. They also regard right and wrong as one, right and wrong, neither and neither. Honor or not, humiliation or humiliation, why?”

"They are all the same, all things are the same, the living beings of heaven and earth are one, and this one is the Supreme One."

The old farmer nodded with satisfaction, but he was still wary and murmuring in his heart.

My good disciple has extraordinary understanding. He only needs to play a few videos on demand to be able to describe the complete and complete Tao of Taishang. It’s just that

Just talking about it, always talking about the 'way' of those two guys, it's really annoying, really annoying!

It seems that having too much understanding is not a good thing.

The old farmer didn't think anything was wrong. The Three Pure Ones were originally one, the Supreme Way, the Yuanshi Way, and the Lingbao Way. They seemed to be completely different, but in fact they were closely related.

But even so, he still sighed sadly.

And somewhere where the old farmer couldn't see, in the sea of ​​Lu Xuan's mind, the green sword and the heavenly green lantern always flashed from time to time. After a moment of silence, they flashed again.

Like a thief.

As time goes by, Lu Xuan talks about the Tao, sometimes the Tao of Taishang, with the old farmer smiling like a flower, sometimes the Tao of Yuanshi, with the old farmer's cold eyebrows, sometimes the Tao of Lingbao, with the old farmer jumping up and down.

However, no immortal or Buddha noticed the abnormal behavior of the old farmer. They still regarded it as an ordinary old farmer and did not take it seriously.

With the Tao Fruit, one thought can destroy all heavens, and another thought can recreate all realms. It is easy to cover up the thoughts of those under the Tao Fruit.

Just like that, between the old farmer's joy, sorrow and anger, the sun and the moon alternated thirty times, and winter passed and spring came.

On the back of the cow, the Taoist shouted his last voice, melodiously:

"To sum up, let's talk about it, the Tao of all things, the Tao of all things, from the beginning of the world to the nature of all things, the true nature of heaven and earth, and finally to the end and destruction. The reason why they are all Tao is Tao."

"Looking at its root, it is the same but not different. If it is such a great way, it will follow its changes without disturbing the heart, without confusing the spirit, without being trapped in thoughts, and without lack of thoughts."

"The sun and the moon alternate, the sky and the earth shake, the wind roars, the tsunami, the thunder and lightning, all calamities and disasters, deal with them calmly, it is all natural. The calamities are natural, and I am natural, no different!"

As soon as the words fell, Confucius had a sudden enlightenment, immortals and gods suddenly realized, Buddha marveled, and all things swayed.

Then, there were actually scenes such as the alternation of the sun and the moon, the shaking of the heaven and the earth, the roar of the wind, the roar of the tsunami, the thunder and lightning, etc., including all the great catastrophes, all manifested in an instant, rolling in like a tide!

All souls were frightened, and some people screamed. Lu Buwei stumbled to the ground, the immortal's expression changed, and the Buddha frowned.

But in another moment, Lu Xuan fell off the back of the green ox, walked to a vigorous ancient tree, made a bow, broke off a branch, and walked to the front of all kinds of disasters.

He drew a line on the ground with a branch, and opened his mouth to wander around the world.

"I am nature, Jie is nature, they are basically the same."

While speaking, in full view of the crowd and under the gaze of the gods and gods, Lu Xuan held the ordinary branch, pointed at the line he had just drawn, and said calmly:

"I have set this limit. All calamities and difficulties must not be crossed or unreached."

As soon as the voice fell, the sun and the moon returned to normal, the vibrations of the heaven and the earth calmed down, the wind stopped, the whistle died, the thunder dimmed, and the electricity disappeared.

All calamities stop.

Once a word is spoken, all dharmas follow it, this is holy.

‘Crash! ’

The sound of the ocean tide came from nowhere, and tens of thousands of people and souls gathered around Jiangling City and worshiped on the ground.

In the sky above the clouds, many immortals and gods were silent at first, and then they all bowed and bowed to the old Taoist on the ground.

Among the immortals who paid homage, there were even immortal officials and gods from the Heavenly Palace in the West.

after that,

The past Buddha and the current Buddha stood up leisurely and actually made a salute to the Taoist. The two Buddhas smiled together:

"Today, listen to the great road and be grateful!"

Countless Buddha's light fell from the sky. The old farmer glanced sideways, and the Buddha's light suddenly dispersed.

The two Buddhas were stunned for a moment, surprised that the Buddha's light dissipated, and then they sprinkled the merits of Buddha's light all over the sky. As soon as they appeared, they immediately dissipated.

They were stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly realized who the person on the ground was and thought of Tushita Palace, so they laughed and retreated.

When leaving, the Buddha Sakyamuni Tathagata lowered his eyes and glanced at the old farmer.

At the same time, the purple energy in the sky suddenly surged!

This time, it is not the Purple Qi of Ten Thousand Miles, nor the Purple Qi of Twenty Thousand Miles, but

The purple air comes from the east, sixty thousand miles away.

Half belongs to Confucius and half belongs to Lu Xuan.

"Being virtuous and virtuous, you are now a saint!" An immortal sighed, still performing the ceremony, and bowed to that Lu Zi.

The same is true for all the immortals.