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Zhao Liwu was drinking tea in the courtyard, sighing at the difficulties of the cultivation world.

For a moment there was silence in the courtyard.

"By the way, I heard that there are descendants of your Confucian Confucius lineage in Qu City, Lu Province, but I don't know if they still have a heritage, although I haven't heard of them out of Confucianism, but the family that has been handed down from the Spring and Autumn Period will always have classics,"

Qingsong Lao Dao suddenly said, this family of saints is still very famous, and it has been rewarded by the emperors of various dynasties for hundreds of years.

But I haven't seen them come out of Confucianism, but they have been living very chic in the name of a saint family in the court for hundreds of years.

"A family of saints! It's been passed down for thousands of years, and there is such a thing! Zhao Li exclaimed.

What kind of family is too good, the dynasties all change every few hundred years.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has also heard that the Confucian family in Qushi is very famous, and has always been like a scholar in the world, so no matter how the dynasty changes, the people in power have always been very preferential to this world. As long as they don't rebel, ask for money and return fiefs. It's just that it has not fallen until modern times. ”

"Although it is not certain whether they are the descendants of Confucius, it is a fact that they have not produced great Confucians after the Song Dynasty."

"The descendants of Confucius, the family of saints," Zhao Li muttered.

He doesn't care if you are in decline or not, the family that can be passed down for thousands of years, the background can be imagined, if the collection of books in the family has been well preserved, it is simply a lot of wealth that rivals the country.

Zhao Li wants to visit this family now, and I believe that it should be no problem for the sake of Confucianism to let him take a look at the book collection.

His main problem now is to figure out the path of Confucian cultivation, unlike now, when he looks a little east and west on the Internet, and he is confused.

I've always thought that I was groping alone, although I have a little experience, but I haven't learned it systematically, so I always feel like it's a little bit worse. If you want to go further on the road ahead, the foundation is very important.

Finally, I discussed the scriptures with several Taoist masters for a while. The wisdom of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism after a thousand years has met again.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed and bowled. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit ...... a seat."

"The Tao is also the Tao, and the Tao is not the constant Tao. The name can be named, and the name is not constant. "None", the beginning of the world; "Have", the mother of all things, therefore, often "nothing", want to see its wonders; Often "have", want to see it. These two have the same name and the same name, and they are the same mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders......"

Zi said: "Learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say?" Have friends come from afar, are you happy? People don't know and are not ashamed, aren't they also gentlemen?

Youzi said: "He is also a filial brother, and those who are good at offending are rare; Those who are not good at committing crimes and are good at making trouble, there is no such thing. A gentleman is a gentleman, and he is born from the beginning. Filial piety is also the foundation of benevolence! ……

For a while, there were bursts of Buddhist voices in the courtyard, Taoist voices, and Confucian chanting!

Although there are no innate visions, with each sound, the surrounding aura also changes. In practice, people talk about the Tao and express their own Tao in the scriptures.

Hongyi's Jingang Sutra, Qingsong's Tao Te Ching, and Zhao Li's Analects. They are all handed down by the sages. At this time, the three of them used the way of discussing the Tao, and each integrated their own understanding into the Buddha's sound, the Tao's voice, and the Confucian chant.

The peaceful atmosphere of Buddhism, the leisurely atmosphere of Taoism, and the scholarly atmosphere of Confucianism filled the entire compound at once. Communicating with each other.

The way of Buddhism's extinction is to sublimate oneself in silence.

The Taoist way of Jindan, the human body is a small universe.

Confucianism's way of joining the WTO educates the people of the world and leads civilization.

was so wonderful that the three of them performed it, and the five people in the courtyard also listened to it sometimes laughing, sometimes anxious,......

Although the Tao of each family is different, several people can understand the Tao of the middle body from the Tao of the other. This is the practice. There are thousands of avenues, and different paths lead to the same end. It's just that I have a different view of the world.

The three of them finished their own sermons, opened their eyes to each other, looked at each other and smiled, and seemed to have gained a great deal from each other.

"Haha, okay, I didn't expect to gain so much from a single discussion, this time I will definitely go up to the next level when I go back to retreat!" Qingsong laughed and said: "I see, a few of us don't have to be long, the master's call, just Hongyi monk, Zhao Shusheng, Qingsong old Tao." What are these names, it's much more refreshing.

"Amitabha! Qingsong Lao Dao, you finally said the right thing! Monk Hongyi also joked as soon as he let go.

"Okay, scholar, old Taoist, monk, it's really interesting!" Zhao Li also agreed with a smile.

The three families took out their own housekeeping treasures to communicate.

What the monk took out was a relic, which was left by a senior monk in their temple hundreds of years ago, and it seemed that it had a big thumb. Zhao Li took it and took it in his hand to look at it, but he didn't see anything except that it was as beautiful as a diamond.

What Lao Dao took out was a Qiankun bag, which was woven with heavenly silk, and it was a treasure left down in their view, and there was space in it, as big as a dozen cubes, no wonder so many talismans flew out of the hands of the two Taoist masters in the cave before.

This Zhao Li is very hot-eyed, but it's a pity that he has to use Taoist true qi to refine it, and he can't use it.

Zhao Li wrote a word, a big static character, and used a whole heroic righteousness, this static character exudes a quiet atmosphere. It made people involuntarily calm down.

This made the eyes of Monk Hongyi and Qingsong Lao Dao warm, and the grandmaster-level calligraphy coupled with Haoran righteousness, this static character is even better than the incense made by their secret method.

"Scholar, what do you give me about this painting, I exchanged it with you with my baby!" The more Qing Song looked at it, the more satisfied he became, if this was hung in his own Taoist temple, the people in that temple would not be much easier to cultivate, and you must know that the most difficult thing to practice is to enter meditation.

Cultivation can be said to be all in stillness. Especially in modern society, there are too many distracting thoughts, and it is even more difficult to enter meditation, so there are so few cultivators.

"Go, you old man, why do you want to move back when you see anything good!" Monk Hongyi couldn't help it, who doesn't like such a treasure that is very good for cultivation.

The way of extinction of Buddhism is also to enter the most quiet place before it begins.

"Scholar, I also exchanged the baby with you!"

"Oh, what treasures do you have to take out and see, don't take some that I can't use!" Zhao Li's heart also moved, anyway, there are twelve righteous qi now, even if he drops two, it's fine. It would be better to be able to exchange some babies.

Qingsong Lao Dao thought about it in embarrassment, he couldn't use these magic weapons, and the charmers couldn't use them, and what they could use was not a treasure, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Yes, you see how this is," Lao Dao took out a ball of silk from the Qiankun bag and said seriously: "This is the heavenly silk found by the elders in our view in a cave in the snow-capped mountains of the Himalayas, and my Qiankun bag is made of this, and I think you can also refine the magic weapon when you reach the Great Confucian Realm, how about it!" ”

I took it and took a look, it was indeed very beautiful, a ball of silk was the same as jade, cold and cold.

"There you have, I have it!" Monk Hongyi saw that Lao Dao had even taken out treasures such as heavenly silk, and he also took out a bottle in his heart, and said with a little pain.

"This can be taken from a black dragon suppressed by the ancestor in our temple more than a thousand years ago, whether you use it to write, the power of that word is more powerful, or you drink it directly, it is very good for the body."

"Dragon's blood, isn't it real?" Zhao Li was also a little shocked, yesterday's Jiao was seen, and today the monk directly took out a bottle of dragon blood. Do you want to play like this? Also the black dragon suppressed by his ancestral master.

Took the bottle of dragon blood from the monk's hand, the bottle was not big, about two taels, and the golden dragon blood looked mysterious.

"Monk, you are too good, you don't have half a catty of dragon blood in your temple," Qingsong Lao Dao watched the monk take out the dragon blood, and was mad.

The monk said with a smile: "It's okay, anyway, the dragon's blood is about to run out, so it's better to change to a treasure that can be used for a long time."

Although the dragon's blood is precious, it is only used by one person, and this word is hung in the temple that is the treasure of the temple. Everyone can use it.

"You, you," Lao Dao finally got angry and didn't know what to say.

"Hehe, okay, monk, Taoist priests, don't you quarrel, don't you just write one word, won't I write one more and it'll be over!" Zhao Li likes both dragon blood and heavenly silk. It was decided to change. Isn't it just two Haoran righteousness, and it will be made up in half a month.

"Ah, I think I've heard that you can't write too many words in a day, scholar!"

"It used to be like this, yes, but this time I got a Dan heart from my Confucian ancestors in the cave, and now it's okay to have two more!" Zhao Li said with a smile.

Another piece of writing on the table.

"That, scholar, this Dao Conference is here first, and I will continue next time I have a chance!"

The Taoist monk each held this character like a baby. Immediately, he couldn't sit still, and immediately said goodbye to Zhao Li, and wanted to escort this character back to the temple and the temple.

Seeing a few monks and Taoist priests hurriedly leave, Zhao Li shook his head a little speechlessly: "Isn't it just a painting, can you use it like this?" ”