"Master Li, you are actually a Confucian!"

When Xu Yingfan was a child, he heard his master Qi Baishi and his father Xu Qilin talk about Confucianism, and those masters of Chinese studies who were well-known at home and abroad could not be called real Confucians, but Li Changqing was young and young but could read between the lines, and he was more surprised than when he saw Li Changqing's "Xuangong Mountain Strange Slope Map" painted by Li Changqing in Strange Songpo.

"Such a young Confucian is rare in the world, Master Li is a genius!"

Zhang Zhongji was convinced from the bottom of his heart, and among the cultivation geniuses he met, only a few could compete with Li Changqing.

"It's just a matter of reading a few more books, it's nothing, Mr. Xu remembers to carry this painting with him before the Gu poison is solved, it's better than nothing!"

Li Changqing has always felt that he has come to this day is just a little clever and lucky, and he told Xu Yingfan without any waves in his heart.

"Haoran righteousness to yang to rigidity, it has a suppressive effect on all yin and evil things, Gu poison is also a kind of yin and evil thing, Mr. Xu wearing it next to him will definitely add a lot of protection, and it can also be regarded as a little to ease the guilt of the poor Dao, the poor Dao has thanked Master Li here!"

Even if Xu Yingfan didn't mind that Zhang Zhongji's use of the wrong medicine caused the Gu poison to be transferred from the lungs to the head Shou Palace, Zhang Zhongji himself couldn't pass that hurdle, and when he saw that Li Changqing was able to use the power of Haoran righteousness, his guilty heart was comforted a little.

"Gu poison is very rare, and it is extremely difficult to detect, Zhang Guanzhu, you missed for a while, Xu someone can understand! And Master Li's words are too precious, no matter how much it is, ask Master Li to make a price, or put forward a condition, but if there is a possibility to do it, he will never refuse!"

Xu Yingfan opened Li Changqing's "Xuangong Mountain Strange Slope Map" to 30 million, and this character is no longer an ordinary product, and it is worth buying it with more money.

"Then please ask Mr. Xu to help me build 200 schools in the mountainous area!"

Li Jiaao's tragic situation before Li Changqing did not come back is only a small microcosm of the mountainous areas of China, and there are still many students in other mountainous areas of China who have the problem of difficult education, Li Changqing said after a moment of silence.

"Although Master Li is in the deep mountains, he is worried about the world, he is really a model for my generation! I will invest in another 200 schools, all of which are named after Master Li, and when I return to Lingnan Province, I will immediately start to make arrangements and report the progress to Master Li on a regular basis!"

Xu Yingfan was ready to pay any price, even if Li Changqing offered hundreds of millions, he would not blink his eyes, but he never expected Li Changqing's request to build a school in the mountainous area, and he was a little moved by the surprise.

Mr. Xu, don't worry, your health is important, it's best to go to Miaojiang as soon as possible," Li Changqing said with a smile.

"No wonder Master Li can become a Confucian at a young age, and this mind to help the world alone is beyond people's reach!"

Since Zhang Zhongji served as the master of Muzhen Guanguan, he treated people with Taoism and medical skills, and the incense of Muzhen Guan became more and more prosperous, and the accumulated incense money was also a huge amount of money, but it was never used to help others, and his face showed a look of shame.

"Does Master Zhang Guan know Zhang Shiqiong?", Li Changqing felt that Zhang Zhongji was not as unbearable as he expected, and asked tentatively.

"Master Li laughed, how could the poor Dao not know Patriarch Zhang Shiqiong? I heard the master say that Patriarch Zhang Shiqiong was a scholar of heaven and man, but later the patriarch's most valued disciple, Master Zhang Mengquan, rebelled, which led to the patriarch's untimely death, what a pity! Patriarch Zhang Shiqiong is not famous in the mortal world, where did Master Li hear about it?"

Zhang Zhongji was very curious why Li Changqing suddenly mentioned Zhang Shiqiong.

"I mentioned it in a prefectural chronicle that I read a long time ago!"

Li Changqing said perfunctorily, Zhang Zhongji's statement is completely opposite to Zhang Zhongkui, it seems that Zhang Mengchi in order to show that he is orthodox, not only did he tell the truth in front of Zhang Zhongji, but he beautified himself and scandalized Zhang Mengquan.

In the midst of a few people's chatting, Mingyue had already climbed the branches.

Li Changqing returned to his room and continued to read silently in his heart

When the sun was about to rise, Li Changqing meditated in the copper drum bag and silently transported the "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra" to absorb the first wisp of purple qi from the east, even if he didn't sleep all night, he was still energetic.

Yunzhong Lake gradually came to see the day, originally for himself to come early enough, but I didn't expect more people to come early.

Li Changqing has seen the sunrise in the mountains many times, but no matter how he looks at it, he can't get enough of it.

The soft morning white of the sky continued to rise and expand, and the upper part gradually became a faint red, turning the clouds that were still very gray just now into white.

As the red grew deeper and wider, the whole east became a thick red, like a pair of giant hands pulling open the curtain on the horizon, and the sun, which was more fiery red, brighter, and more vivid than the red clouds, showed an arc and slowly rose.

The surrounding clouds and mist seemed to be unable to endure the light and faded and receded, while the sun rose rapidly with more vigorous vitality, and soon broke free from the entanglement of clouds and the squeeze of night and jumped out of the horizon. At the bottom of the arc seemed to drag a thick red line tied to the horizon, and as the "fireball" continued to rise, the red line became thinner and thinner until it broke, so that the sun finally revealed her round, red face, and the light reflected the heavens, the earth, the rivers, the mountains and trees, the lake in the clouds, and the people who watched the sunrise on the lake.

Pilgrims and tourists were quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunrise in Yunzhong Lake, and suddenly there was a sound of Lang Lang reading in their ears.

The sharp-eyed person looked for the voice and immediately found Li Changqing, who was standing on the copper drum bag and reading, and was very annoyed in his heart, "Who is this person, he really has no quality, one person has disturbed so many people, watch the sunrise!"

"The Tao is not far from people, people are far away from people for the way, and they cannot be the way. ”

"Poetry" cloud: 'Vake, Vake, it's not far away. 'Holding on to Ke to Vake, and looking at it, it is still far away. ”

"Therefore, a gentleman rules people by men, and stops at changing them. Loyalty and forgiveness are not far from the way, and do unto oneself and do not do unto others. The fourth way of a gentleman, Qiu has not been able to ......"

Gradually, all the people who came to see the sunrise in Yunzhong Lake were immersed in the sound of Li Changqing's reading, and comprehended the 'Tao' in the sound of reading.

One of the basic principles of promoting the Tao is to proceed from reality, and different people adopt corresponding methods according to different situations, so that the Tao can not only be "universally applicable", but also adapt to the needs of each person. No one is perfect, as long as we are loyal and self-critical, we will not deviate from the direction of the road. In the process of acting, we must "take care of our words and deeds, and take our words into account", and we must not go to extremes in anything.

Reading is like a rolling thunder spread, not only the pilgrims and tourists in the lake in the clouds, but also the people in the Muzhen Temple, the fish, insects, birds, birds and beasts in the reckless mountains and forests are quietly listening.