Section 10: See the art of war, not the strange door

The green shade is scattered on the ground, driving away the heat and eyes, and the coolness comes from the void of the bear, making the whole tattered Shinto like autumn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe king of Chu walked forward alone, his expression was cold and full of majesty, and the sacrifices around him were terrified. Walked through the tattered Shinto, crossed the collapsed stone pillars, and walked into the holy land of Chu State.

There is the void of bears, which was the capital of human emperors during the period of the Three Emperors, and then became one of the five holy places of the state religion. Until today, Zongxia has fallen apart, the state religion has been divided, and the void of the bear has become the holy land of Chu. The former cardinal archbishop has also become the national teacher of Chu and the spiritual belief of Chu.

The mottled and collapsed altar, overgrown with moss and weeds, made the bear's void look extremely desolate. The ancient texts engraved on the layers of stairs are blurry and difficult to see, but they reveal the depth of the flood and history.

A straight avenue leads to the clouds at the highest point of the altar, this avenue is called the road of humanity, carrying the truth of heaven and earth inscribed by the emperor, and it is also the way of the saints of its period. The way of humanity is difficult and hurried, and one step at a time must be truly enlightened and understood, and if you forcibly climb the consequences, the consequences are unimaginable.

The King of Chu looked at the path of humanity, and there was a line of footprints on it, leading to the deepest part of the altar. Legend has it that the footprints are left by the emperor of man, and only the emperor is the only one, and he really ascends to the top from the way of humanity. The King of Chu looked resolute and wanted to step into it, but his heart was full of hesitation and hesitation, and even a trace of unconfidence.

It stands to reason that the king of Chu is the king of the Chu country, and he is connected to the automobile transportation of the Chu country, and he is a strong man in the sacred realm. The strong Dao heart will not have such emotions, but in the face of this humanistic path, the King of Chu will feel small, and only then will the strong Dao heart be shaken.

The King of Chu sighed and turned to leave, coming to the other side of the altar, where there was also a road, a road exclusive to the national teacher and the King of Chu. The King of Chu calmly went up, at the top of the north avenue surrounded by clouds and mist, and his eyes looked at the old national teacher.

"King, why are you here" The old voice of the national teacher sounded, his face was full of frowns, but his eyes became more and more clear.

The king of Chu was arrogant and said indifferently, "How do you not know"

"The state religion should consider the future, this is the state religion's bear's void, not the bear's void of the Chu state," the national teacher said solemnly, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Is it really going to come this far?" After hearing this, the king of Chu sighed, and recalled countless pictures in his mind.

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A few days passed, and the territory of Chu was shrouded in grief, and the national teacher was unwell, facing the embrace of the returning saint, which made all the people of Chu sad.

However, there is no change at all for Lu Qikun, but it is a great blow to Princess Qingque. From the day of birth, the national teacher came to the Chu Palace to ask for the word moon, which can be seen from the national teacher's love for Princess Qingque. Even in the years that followed, the national teacher asked to teach Princess Qingque by himself, and even gave Princess Qingque permission to enter and leave the bear.

Now that the national teacher is unwell, he is facing the possibility of returning to the arms of the saint, which makes Princess Qingque feel very hard and wants to return to Yingdu. However, the king of Chu sent a letter, Yan Ming was not allowed to leave the Lu family, so that Princess Qingque was helpless.

Lu Qikun wanted to comfort Qingque, but finally gave up. Not to mention the small courtyard where Princess Qingque lives, it is impossible for her to even get close. Therefore, Lu Qikun can only keep his worries in his heart and still have a daily schedule.

When I came to Wuwei Building this afternoon, almost all the ancient books in the hall on the first floor had been read, and there were only remnants from the back row. Lu Qikun looked at the remnants in his hand absentmindedly, worried about the situation of not seeing Qingque for several days, looked at the sky outside the Wuwei Building, and finally put down the remnants in his hand and prepared to leave.

It's just that suddenly I saw a dusty book placed on the ground, at the foot of a bookshelf. Lu Qikun frowned and reached out to take the book, and the dust raised fell like gray snow, making Lu Qikun can't help coughing. Gently pat off the dust, there is only one soldier in writing, and it is not yet the text of today's era.

"Ancient texts of the Three Emperors" Lu Qikun thought in his heart after seeing the soldier character, and at the same time he was glad that he knew these few ancient texts.

The way to observe the sky, the trip to the sky, all the way.

Therefore, there are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them are prosperous.

The five thieves are in the heart, and they are carried out in the sky.

The universe cares about the hand, and all incarnations are born in the body.

People are also scheming by nature. The way of establishing heaven is to determine people.

The opening chapter was sprinkled with hundreds of words, which made Lu Qikun suddenly addicted to it. After a pause, Lu Qikun turned the next page. It's still a few hundred words, which is bitter and difficult to understand, even if Lu Qikun reads it, he feels that his head is swollen, and he even has a splitting headache.

Closing the book, not wanting those bitter and difficult words, Lu Qikun gradually got better. The pain in my heart is shocking, it's just a few hundred words, since I have a headache, I almost let my spirit and spirit collapse.

Lu Qikun knew that he had found something good, and glanced around, the hall on the first floor was still empty, and Uncle Sixteen was sitting at the far door. For the first time, Lu Qikun boldly put the book in his arms, ready to leave Wuwei Building with him, and go to watch and study and understand every night.

"Sixteenth Uncle" Lu Qikun said nervously, like a thief stealing something.

Uncle Sixteen looked up at Lu Qikun for a long time, which made Lu Qikun extremely nervous, and sweat wet his whole body like slurry. In the end, Uncle Sixteen just nodded, lowered his head again as if he was asleep, and asked Lu Qikun to step up and leave as if he had been amnestied.

When Lu Qikun left the small courtyard, he disappeared at the end of the stone road. Uncle Sixteen raised his head, no longer looking weak in the past. His eyes were brighter than ever, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, before he lowered his head again and returned to his old appearance.

"If you don't see the strange door, you can see the art of war"

An ethereal voice sounded in the small courtyard, and even more so in the Wuwei Building, like an aftersound that could not disappear for a long time.

In the garden of the house at night, Lu Qikun immersed himself in the spiritual world and kept reading hundreds of words. Every time you have a splitting headache, take a break to refresh yourself. Mr. Sitting in the snow in the distance, he solved Lu Qikun's doubts from time to time, and explained the meaning of hundreds of words.

Even if Mr. solves the doubts, he can't make Lu Qikun really understand and understand, every word seems simple and ordinary, but it has the thoughts of a saint and the truth of heaven and earth.

"Sir" Lu Qikun saluted.

The gentleman's eyes were like the bright moon, and his voice was ethereal like a fairy like a saint, resounding in the entire starry sky and snowy mountains.

"What else do you not know?"

Lu Qikun saluted respectfully and said, "Hundreds of words, not clear and not confused"

"The thoughts of the saints, the supreme truth of heaven and earth, are not overnight. If you understand this ancient book, you should break the star of the army and lead the world's heroes."