Chapter 586 A pot of wine hangs on a dead branch, and the red dust is drunk and does not return

The third uncle made Li Deyi choke, his old face suddenly turned red, and he raised his voice and said, "Little Lizi, do you dare to make a bet with the third uncle!" ”

"Bet on what? You said! I'm still afraid that you won't make it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info: "Li Deyi, this little bastard, how can he be bluffed by the third uncle.

"If the White Tiger I said later is true, you will have to get me a bottle of good wine every three days in the future!" The third uncle said.

Li De turned his eyes around the beads, shook his head like a rattle, and said, "No! A maximum of five days for a good bottle of wine. ”

If these words are heard by those capable people in the world who are stuck in the transcendent realm all their lives and are eager to become transcendental, they must die in a hurry + die of anger. The whole book of sanctification scriptures is right in front of you, just exchange some wine with your kid, and you still say no!

There is no heavenly reason. If someone changes with me, I'm willing to go bankrupt! You kid really don't know what to do.

"Hey, little plum, don't be embarrassed! There are not many people in this world who have been trying to find a canonical scripture, but they have never found it. Third uncle, I told you for nothing today, I want you to drink two bottles of wine, and you are still so stingy. The third uncle blew his beard and glared. Of course, the third uncle has no beard, so he is so angry that he is just glaring and puffing his cheeks.

"Don't be a third uncle, I don't want your old face. If this is pasted on my face, isn't it my two-skin face? Don't be ashamed, I don't want your old face. Li De shook his head again and again.

"Hey, you kid! Get me out! I don't like to listen to pull down! Potato Moves - Fuck Off! The third uncle was squeezed by Li Deyi for a few more words, and he was immediately annoyed and angry.

Li Deyi was not ambiguous, and walked out.

"Stop! Come back, I'll be yours if you're an old man! I don't want your wine, just stand there and listen. The third uncle saw that Li Deyi was really leaving, and actually opened his mouth to stop him.

This is really strange, and now there are people in the world who break their heads and fight for the holy scriptures, but they have never been able to see them, and some people don't like to listen to them.

What's even more strange is that this young man doesn't like to listen, and the old man has to tell him.

Li Deyi stood at the door with his arms crossed, still looking indifferent, and opened his mouth to say: "Third uncle, don't think that I have little knowledge, so you want to fool me." Nowadays, although the canonical scriptures in the world are scarce, they are not absent. Just like the book "Spring and Autumn Sacred Classics" written by the sage Confucius, it has been circulated all over the world and is widely known. ”

The third uncle shook his head and sighed: "Today's young people are really not modest and studious at all. Let me ask you, since the "Spring and Autumn Sacred Scripture" is so widely circulated, and there are even more people in the world who practice according to this scripture, why has there been no saint born in the world for hundreds of years? ”

Li Deyi was dumbfounded for a moment, he really couldn't answer this question.

"I'll tell you, old man. Don't look at the "Spring and Autumn Sacred Classics" that is now circulating all over the world, but it has been changed by later generations of Confucians according to their own will. Therefore, this canonical canon is no longer the original work, and it has lost the original intention of the saints, and when future generations read it, not only can they not be transcendent and sanctified, but they even completely understand the opposite meaning. The Confucian scholars in this world today are grasshoppers under the grass and green - one generation is not as good as the next. The third uncle said seriously.

As soon as Li De heard the third uncle say this, he believed it a little in his heart.

What the third uncle said is indeed reasonable, the Confucian scholars of later generations find it difficult to understand the meaning of the sages to the saints, so they often modify the scriptures left by the sages without authorization according to their own opinions.

Although the great Confucian who originally started to revise the scriptures of the ancestors may have done so out of good intentions, in order to make it easier for future generations of Confucian scholars to read through the classics of the ancestors. But in this way, it also set a precedent for revising the sacred scriptures.

It must be known that Confucian scholars are the most arrogant, often arrogant and arrogant, thinking that they are talented, and do not take others in their eyes. The phrase "literati are light" was specially designed for Confucianism. Later generations of Confucian scholars saw that if you can start to revise the writings of the ancestors, why can't I?

As a result, the classic "Spring and Autumn Sacred Classics" left by the sage Confucius has been tampered with from generation to generation by the arrogant Confucian scholars of later generations, and now it has been changed beyond recognition, and it is not even possible to understand the meaning of the sage when reading it, and there will be a completely contradictory understanding. This classic has a great name, but it has lost its usefulness. At this time, some Confucian scholars jumped out to stand out from the crowd and criticized the "Spring and Autumn Classics" as a forgery, not a real canon at all.

Up to now, this is the case with several canonical scriptures that have been widely circulated all over the world.

"Don't say it, there's some truth to what you're saying. Okay, I'll stay and listen to your white tiger canonical scriptures. Li Deyi stood still and spoke.

"Listen, I'll just say that once. Before I start talking, Uncle San, I'll tell you what the saint is all about. The third uncle coughed and said in a straight voice.

"Wait, I listen to what this means, third uncle, have you seen a saint?" Li Deyi suddenly interjected.

"yes, yes. Bite? Unbelief? The third uncle looked up at Li Deyi.

Wang Zhuangbiao next to him was obviously also very interested in this question, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"You can't fool me. According to Master I, in the past hundreds of years, no one in the world has been sanctified! You just said that, haha! Let's miss it! I've been caught. Li De said loudly, with a smug look on his face that "the cowhide has been blown off", and at the same time began to roll up his sleeves, ready to pounce on the third uncle to 'punish'.

"That's because your master doesn't know enough, the old man said that no saint was born, but I didn't say that no one was born. Let me tell you, the white eyebrows of the sect Wang Meng are saints. Zhang Zifang's master, Huang Shigong, is also a saint. The third uncle said unhurriedly.

"How do you prove it?" Li De asked.

"Uh......" The third uncle suddenly got stuck. It's really hard to prove this, those two are hermits, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, using secret methods to cover their whereabouts, and it is difficult to find them at all.

"You don't care if I've seen a saint or not, listen carefully!" The third uncle tried to force his way around the topic.

The third uncle didn't give Li Deyi a chance to interject, and said quickly: "The so-called sage is to obtain his way, return to the basics, and take the law naturally, so he is called a saint." This method is the unique way of harmony with the original qi of those who cultivate the original qi. For example, the White Tiger Original Qi, after cultivating, the main killing and attacking battle, if you want to enter the sainthood, you must enter the sainthood with battle. After entering the sainthood, he was called the Battle Saint. ”

As soon as the so-called connoisseur speaks, he will know if there is one. This is a few simple sentences, and if it were not for personal experience, it would never be possible to make it up.

As soon as Li De heard this, he immediately rushed at the third uncle, and reached out to pull the third uncle's hair (the third uncle has no beard).

"Wow, I know, third uncle, you are deeply hidden, I didn't expect you to be a saint!" Li Deyi shouted in his mouth and pounced on the third uncle.

Wang Zhuangbiao next to him heard this, and suddenly realized: "Every time the Sprinkle family faces the third uncle, they feel like a huge mountain standing in front of them, and the oppressive Sprinkle family feels powerless to resist." It turns out that the third uncle is a saint! ”

Li Deyi was really not polite to the third uncle, rushed up and hugged the third uncle's head, pulled and pulled, looked at it for a long time, and said: "Third uncle, how can I look at it, I can't see where you look like a saint." ”

It is estimated that in the whole world, there is only one person who dares to mess around with a saint like this.

"With a light hand, my old face will make you break your face! How can I find a young and beautiful daughter-in-law in the future? Third uncle, I still expect this face to eat with rice. The third uncle pulled Li Deyi's hands away and said jokingly.

"Come on, third uncle, with your old face, pointing at it to eat mixed rice, you have to starve to death. Could it be that you were so poor that you asked for food because you wanted to eat with your face? As a result, I almost starved to death, and I was forced to ask for food? Li Deyi joked.

"Hey, you kid can see this!" The third uncle actually took this stubble.

Li Deyi is a little out of tune, and the third uncle is just out of tune, the two of you have a sentence, and I will be in tune with it.

Wang Zhuangbiao next to him couldn't stand it, coughed, and motioned to the third uncle to continue to talk about the topic.

The third uncle straightened his old face and continued: "Your Wang family's white tiger is original, but the holy chapter is like this: the husband and the saint have their own way. However, the holy way is different. The road is simple, and the return is the same. Therefore, the spirit of the white tiger is holy with war, but it is not obsessed with degeneration into war. It is necessary to use the battle to meet the void, from the void to the extreme, and the extreme is the holy ......"

After the tea time, the third uncle has finished talking about it all, and this white tiger's original saintly classic is only more than 3,000 words.

After the third uncle finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the wine, took a sip, and then took a bite of the mutton face meat with chopsticks, and said, "It's a pity that the food is a little cold." ”

Wang Zhuangbiao hurriedly rushed over, stretched out his hand to pick up the plate, and said with a smile: "Wait for the third uncle to heat the dishes." As he spoke, he went into the back room and gave the third uncle hot food.

Li Deyi: "Okay, third uncle." I really didn't expect it, you really remember, and you really can't forget it! Okay, I'm willing to gamble and lose, and I'll give you a bottle of good wine every day in the future! ”

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Although Li Deyi had never read the Enlightenment Sutra (when he was introduced, the old medical officer Sun said that Li Deyi was not allowed to read books related to the cultivation of Yuan Qi without the permission of the master. But Li Deyi can hear that the third uncle is not nonsense, and nine times out of ten it is genuine.

Today's incident happened suddenly, Li Deyi originally wanted to ask the third uncle about the notes of Taizu of Pingzhou, but he didn't expect that in the end, he actually talked about the holy scriptures. If the third uncle can compile such a real and authentic saint scripture in the blink of an eye, and even completely shock Wang Zhuangbiao, then the third uncle must at least be better than the saint.

The third uncle nodded with satisfaction: "Hey! That's it, that's what it sounds like. I also heard that your garrison group also introduced your daughter-in-law? When can I introduce a twenty-year-old yellow flower girl to the third uncle? Third uncle, I also abide by the rules, just have a daughter-in-law, no more. ”

"Don't kick your nose in the face. You're so old, and you're going to spoil other people's yellow flower girls?! As soon as Li De heard this, he immediately turned his face, which was faster than turning a book.

"I just asked casually, and I didn't agree to pull it down." The third uncle said stupidly.

Actually, he was just joking. If the third uncle announces his identity as a saint, not to mention that he is already this age, as long as there is still a breath left, there will be countless beautiful big girls and little daughters-in-law in the world (all of them are famous ladies and daughters of wealthy families), and he will choose.

"Third uncle, why are these saints hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, refusing to appear in the world?" Li Deyi suddenly asked again.

To tell the truth, since the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty in this world, since the last saint was feathered, there has been no saint born for hundreds of years now. Now, if there is a saint, I am sure that I will be able to get wind and rain in this world.

"Who said that no saint was born, and I am not the third uncle?" The third uncle joked again.

"Come on, third uncle, what kind of life are you from? You're always in the thick of the city. Who would have thought that the dignified saint was actually an old beggar begging for food on the street, a bad old man who burned the fire in the fire head camp of the North Garrison Regiment. Li Deyi joked with the third uncle.

"Hey, since the establishment of the Ping Zhou Dynasty, the founding ancestor of the Ping Zhou Dynasty has newly established a number of big businesses to make money, which has made the world more prosperous, and it has also made the world more attractive. Now that people in the world are in this rolling red dust, they are all fascinated by the sound of dogs and horses, how can they still concentrate all their energy on cultivating the original qi. Transcendent sainthood requires no distractions, and now most of the people in the world who cultivate the original qi are burdened by the rolling red dust, and it is difficult to transcendent sainthood, which is also the case. The third uncle sighed and said.

"I can't complain that these people who have become holy today are all hermits, or hiding in the mountains, or hiding in the downtown area, and they are easily unwilling to appear in front of people. They are afraid that they will be tired by this red dust, and they will not be able to move an inch. Li nodded a little, indicating that he agreed with the third uncle's point of view.