Three hundred and forty-five years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The mortal Liu Wenjian broke through the realm of the emperor of heaven, and an invincible emperor suppressed the world. This is the era of Shushan.
In less than ten years, there are gradually sword immortals in the world, soaring through the clouds and fog, flying in the sky, turning into streamers, slaying demons and demons, saving local plagues, eliminating evil spirits, and slaying zombies.
Three hundred and fifty-one years of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was at its peak, with a sound system of dragon veins, gathering people’s willingness to practice Confucianism and Taoism, great Confucianists and literati wrote poems and articles, which became popular and popular articles. The wider the scope of praise, the greater the power of gathering thoughts.
This is a dynasty that gathers culture and spirit and shocks the world.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were many imperial examinations, which were extremely important to literature and despise martial arts, and they were proud of their achievements. Gradually, there were hundreds of schools of thought, and various universities said that they were Confucian scholars, and a hundred flowers bloomed.
Masters of Confucianism and Taoism, the writing can shock the world, attract wind, thunder and showers, and when you are in an official position, you are full of righteousness. If you drink in the hall, you can angrily rebuke ghosts and gods!
At the beginning of March, Wang An, the number one scholar of the contemporary imperial court, sailed on the Taojiang River in high spirits, recited poems with his friends, and wrote a poem "Taoyuan Ji" while half drunk.
Among them, Taoyuan Township is written, which is indifferent to the world, which makes people yearn for it. It is passed down from north to south, and countless people are familiar with it.
Day by day, not only Wang An's cultivation is improving day by day, but also the visions of heaven and earth are gradually condensed in the mansion, converging into a hazy Taoyuan fairyland, there are villages between the mountains and rivers, and there are people who are lifelike, farming, grazing .
"The power of the wishes of all beings, coming through the dragon veins, actually condensed the illusory world in a book on the mansion of the Great Confucianism that cast this handed down poem?"
"Unbelievable! Is this... I think, therefore I am?!"
… .
The capital is boiling.
All the literati and poets in the world were astonished.
A talented scholar and literati came after hearing the news, came to Wang An's mansion, and entered the Taoyuan world one after another, and found that it seemed like a real person, communicable, just like the character of Taoyuan Village in the real book.
They don't even know that they are fakes!
Writing amazing articles handed down from generation to generation, and praying to the people, can you gather the world in your own book
The mystery of Confucianism and Taoism is simply beyond everyone's imagination!
Confucianism and Taoism have never been so proud. Although they have risen before, they are still behind the line of sword immortals and the line of martial arts, but now seeing this vision with their own eyes, there is an indescribable complex pride in their hearts. Crazy welling up.
A disciple came to ask for advice.
Wang An Xijiu, usually half-drunk most of the time, said with a strong alcoholic smile: "One book, one world, one tree, one floating life."
He said no more.
And that student seemed to have a sudden realization, and said lightly to the students around him: "Some things don't exist, if there are more people in the world who believe in them, they will exist...."
It was too mysterious, everyone thought hard and gradually thought about it.
All living beings believe that it is true, that is, false is true
This is the beauty of the way of incense for all living beings.
"It's so rare that the pen and ink fall into place!"
Someone spoke in admiration.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was at its peak, cultivating Confucianism and Taoism, establishing dragon veins, establishing official positions, cultivating incense for all living beings, this vein has infinite possibilities!
The next day, Hu Rennong, the prime minister of the court, heard this interesting story in his mansion and announced to the world: "Some people will die, but if there are many people who miss him, they will live in the hearts of others. This is the ultimate Confucianism and Taoism I guess. The way - Immortality, eternal existence...I think, therefore I am."
These words are too esoteric, metaphysics, and idealism.
The literati and inkmen all over the world, constantly enlightening, seem to have some epiphanies, and gradually spread their insights.
"One book, one world."
It is Confucianism and Taoism cultivated to an extremely high level.
Writing amazing articles will gather the thoughts and wishes of all beings to form a world in books written by one's own pen and ink.
Perhaps, this is the field of Confucianism and Taoism, which can defeat the enemy!
But it is not easy to form, and, too powerful a world requires a lot of willpower, and only the ordinary villages in "Taoyuan Ji" can easily gather together... .
"Cogito ergo sum."
It is on top of this, further Confucianism and Taoism.
The thoughts of all living beings gather together to form the characters in the book, so after I die, it seems like the characters in the book, engraving the hearts of all living beings, and returning because of the thoughts of all living beings?
In this way, real immortality is realized!
The stronger one's own realm cultivation is, the more willingness is needed to gather. "No thinking, therefore I am" belongs to the pinnacle and ultimate level of literati, the supreme glory!
A state beyond the reach of thousands of literati.
In the world, people who can reach this level may be rare.
In the history of the current dynasty, the sages of literature, sages and Confucians had great merits, great talents, and pioneered the era, so they would be mourned by all living beings, immortalized forever, gathered and reborn, and entered the ultimate realm of immortality!
"The way of literature and Confucianism is based on the thoughts of the people. Without the people, there will be no Confucianism!"
As long as the living people and the dynasty are not destroyed, the wish power of the gathering of thoughts will not be cut off, and the saints belonging to that dynasty will be immortal and return as heroic spirits.
During an exchange at the Guozijian, a student admired it, but hesitated, with puzzlement, "Your Excellency, you have deduced it to such an extreme level as early as more than ten years ago, which is admirable, but you are already dead , into the cemetery as a corpse... The self that gathers all living beings like a small heaven standing above the dynasty, even if memory, thinking, talents, are all self, how can it prove that it is the real self? Not another god like me of me?"
This is a question that plagues countless people.
I am already dead, the me who gathers the power of all sentient beings, even if I have my character and talent, is it really me
Think carefully.
Hu Rennong smiled back and asked: "You want to ask: how to prove that I am me? What about your own opinion? Is the me who thinks 'I think, therefore I am' the real me or the fake me?"
The disciple hesitated, with a struggling expression on his face. Regardless of whether it was true or not, all schools of thought seemed to have reason and evidence.
"My lord prime minister, please roll your name, and roll your name for Confucian scholars all over the world who lost their way." Many disciples said.
Standing on a high place, Hu Rennong spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, shaking in his heart,
"If you believe it is me, it is me, if you don't believe it is me, it is not me!"
"It depends on the willpower of all beings, and it also depends on yourself..." He said lightly, and countless people suddenly realized, and their minds were hit by turbulent waves.
All sentient beings gather their vows and believe that he is the real me, is the real me
If sentient beings don't believe that I am not the real self, is it not the real self
Depends on the people
Break with your heart
Reality is not reality, but the heart influences reality
Countless people were shocked!
In the end, Hu Rennong quoted Wang An's words, "Some things don't exist at the beginning, but when more people believe in them, they exist."
A disciple stood up slowly, and asked again: "In this case, Mr. Prime Minister, do you think that your achievements in this world are only after death, and you will enter the ultimate Confucianism and Taoism of 'I think, therefore I am'?"
This question was a bit provocative, as if it was deliberately targeted.
But Hu Rennong just smiled and said: "Not me, but all sentient beings think..."
This white-haired old man, with his hands behind his back, smiled faintly: "After I die, I will be buried in heaven and earth, and I will erect a stele without words. All kinds of right and wrong during my lifetime are all due to prejudice and unfairness when I was alive. , leave it to future generations to comment on.”
His voice was indifferent, like a torrent of thunder, and the faces of countless people changed drastically. Hu Rennong, the prime minister of the dynasty, has entered an unimaginable situation in the realm of Confucianism and Taoism, thinking of me as me, true and false me, in the past few years!
Hu Rennong continued:
"If all living beings really recognize me, they will naturally come back to life. If no one thinks about me, they will not exist."
"What is death? When people forget him in history, he is really dead...."
The entire capital was completely shaken.
Another day, Prime Minister Hu Rennong went to the court and reported to His Majesty that Wang An was an astonishing talent and that he could establish the "Guozi School" and allow Wang An to offer wine to the son of the country. With the help of "Taoyuan Ji", Wang An instantly entered the imperial court.
So far, Confucianism and Taoism have been completely perfected!
On this day, when Hu Rennong was preaching to the disciples of the imperial court, someone couldn't help asking: "The farmer and woman in Peach Blossom Spring are like real people, but they don't even know that they are characters in the book. Isn't it another place, an illusory character living in the book?"
Hu Rennong has never encountered a difficult problem, but at this time he hesitated.
He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly held a black book in his hand, and looked inexplicably at the pale sky outside the window, "How can we prove that we are not playthings created by other creatures? I don't know, maybe, our life is an illusion, our millennia and civilization are just Occasionally, other creatures are just characters in a dream...."
This white-haired old man finally understood his thoughts, and he laughed in vain, "How happy is the gain....What is the worry about losing... Seeing Ronghua's quickness in the blink of an eye, even faster like a dream in life!!"
boom! !
As soon as these words fell, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.
Stormy.
The sky and the earth changed color.
It seems that the roaring Golden Dragon of National Fortune gathers with vast dragon veins, soars straight into the sky, and the fairy gate opens wide.
The sermon was preached on this day, the capital shook, and the whole world believed in it. During the period, the talk was like a tide, and the faith was like a rushing river, coming from the dragon's veins.
Hu Rennong became even more famous, and finally entered the realm of the emperor of heaven!