The world is a great sea of suffering.

Man in the sea.

The flesh is a ship. The soul is the man in the boat.

The ship was carrying people and kept heading to the other side.

To cultivate the physical body is to strengthen the hull of the ship, and to sit on the boat can sail longer in the sea of suffering.

Cultivating the soul is to familiarize the people in the boat with the nature of the water, and even if the boat is submerged, there is hope to swim through.

Cultivating martial arts to become an immortal. Cultivating immortals and becoming immortals.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Yang God World is divided into two paths: the physical body and the divine soul.

The physical practice is specifically divided into: "Martial Student, Martial Apprentice, Samurai, Martial Master, Innate Martial Master, Great Grandmaster, Martial Saint, Human Immortal (one know-how to a hundred tricks, flesh and blood derivation, ever-changing, crushing the vacuum)

The realm of the divine soul is divided into: fixing the spirit, coming out of the shell, night travel, day travel, exorcism, manifestation, possession, seizure, ninefold thunder tribulation, and yang god.

Hong Yi heard Bai Ziyue say these words a few days ago, at that time, Ziyue once said that there are three supreme classics in this world, that is, the "past", "present" and "future" three classics of the Great Chan Temple.

In the past, the Mida Sutra was the supreme art of cultivating the divine soul.

Now it is the supreme tantric method of martial arts practice.

The future has no life scriptures, although it is not familiar with the role, but it is also the supreme classic.

It is rumored that as long as you collect the three scriptures of the present, the past, and the future, cultivate the physical body to become an immortal, and cultivate the soul to the yang god and immortal, and then combine it with the future lifeless scripture, you can go through the great sea of suffering in the world and reach the other side.

And one of these supreme scriptures for cultivating the divine soul was actually accidentally burned out of the secret book of the Great Zen Temple by him.

He should have been pleasantly surprised.

However, the sound of coming in from outside the door made Hong Xi quickly feel cold all over his body.

Hong Xuanji, his father is back.

At this moment, Hong Yi looked at this supreme treasure book again, and felt that it was so hot.

"It's not good, if Hong Xuanji knows that I have this supreme Taoist treasure scripture on me, even if it wasn't for my apprenticeship, he would definitely not let me go."

The treasures are moving, even his father Hong Xuanji will not be an exception.

"Young Master Yi, if you don't come out again, the old slave is going to come in." The voice outside had visibly gotten a little colder.

Hong Yi hurriedly took a deep breath, hid the piece of scripture in his clothes, and put it on his flesh.

Fortunately, this past Mida Sutra was just a piece of paper, with many images and words on it, thin, easy to hide, placed in the chest, not visible at all.

Hong Xuanji is just a martial saint, but he can't see through it, so he shouldn't find it.

Then, Hong Yi stabilized his mind and walked out when the housekeeper was about to push the door in indifferently.

There are no superfluous words.

Hong Yi followed the housekeeper to Hong Xuanji's study.

Zhou Yi's divine thoughts were hidden in the blood of Hong Yi's eyebrows at this moment.

Follow Hong Yi to meet Hong Xuanji.

Hong Xuanji is in the Yang God World, known as the son of Daqian, and his luck is also boiling.

Therefore, we can be the protagonist of an era.

Hong Yi came to the study.

I saw a middle-aged man with gray temples, a tall figure, and a purple and gold crown on his head, standing with his hands in his hands and his back to Hong Yi.

It is the pillar of the town of the Daqian Dynasty today.

Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji!

Hong Xuanji turned his back to Hong Yi and said lightly: "Stand on the right hand side." ”

Hong Yi forcibly calmed down at this moment and stood on his right hand.

Zhou Yi's heart flickered and smiled faintly.

This little thing that can be seen everywhere interprets Hong Xuanji's life philosophy.

Everything has to be in order.

This is what he later learned.

Hong Xuanji was first in the martial arts champion of the Daqian Dynasty, and then studied literature, high school exploration, and then self-study of the former human science, the science of the master, for the medieval science classics annotation, thus forming a set of science that belongs to him.

The word science, reason, is talking about heavenly principles and rules.

Everything in the world is regarded as the unfolding of heavenly principles, and the development of any thing has heavenly principles in it.

Its core idea is embodied in human relationships.

That is, it is believed that there is a predetermined and eternal master-slave relationship between the monarch and the minister, the father and the son, and the husband and wife.

The monarch is the master, and the minister is the subordinate; The Father is the Master, and the Son is the Servant; The husband is the master, and the wife is the subordinate.

That is, the so-called "the king is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife".

It is believed that the relationship between the upper and lower levels of the three outlines, "monarchs and ministers", "father and son", and "husband and wife", has a clear hierarchical differentiation and cannot be shaken.

The Father is the Son, which is the foundation.

It is considered that the son should be absolutely obedient to the father, which is filial piety.

Even if the parents are at fault, the children should not be angry, but should help the parents to hide it, which is in line with the principles of heaven and human feelings.

This is science, such a thing that clearly distinguishes rules, status, obedience, respect and inferiority.

Therefore, Hong Xuanji asked Hong Yi to stand on his right hand, because he was a son and a concubine.

In the Daqian Dynasty, the left was respected and the right was humble.

Hong Yi was standing obediently on his right hand at the moment, because he was very nervous because he had two big things hidden in his heart.

However, he still suppressed his nervousness, calmed his tone, and said, "I don't know if my father asked me to come, what admonition there is." ”

Hong Xuanji turned his head and said, "I heard that you wrote a poem for Prince Cheng for your sister?" ”

Hong Yi was stunned.

He thought that as soon as Hong Xuanji opened his mouth, he would ask him about his apprenticeship in Xishan, but he didn't expect that he would ask this.

The rhetoric that had been prepared a long time ago was completely disrupted by this unexpected sentence.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what Hong Xuanji was thinking.

It was precisely because of Hong Xuanji's deep and unrecognizable words that he couldn't see his joy and anger, and he didn't know what to mean, that Hong Yi was even more nervous.

He didn't think of this pair at all, and at this moment, he could only answer according to his words first.

Hong Yi bowed his head and said, "Back to my father, yes, Sister Xuejiao's maid came over that day......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Hong Xuanji's tone suddenly turn cold, and he said indifferently:

"A gentleman's trip should be bright and square, you are right for poetry, why don't you use block letters, but use cursive?"

Hong Yicai understood what Hong Xuanji was referring to, and he was flustered for a while, not knowing how to answer: "This, it's my ......"

Hong Xuanji stared at him coldly, and his tone was even more chilling:

"It's a good thing for a reader to write poetry, but you have tarnished this elegance, and you are selling what cursive writing that is not in the lobby, I let you read books for so many years, so you have learned so many evil ways?"

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the room dropped a few points.

Facing Hong Xuanji, who was at the peak of the Martial Saint, his father.

Hong Yi was shocked into a cold sweat at this moment, and his legs and stomach were weak and trembling.

At this moment, he deeply understood.

How terrible it is for a powerful person to grasp the truth again.

Hong Xuanji hasn't said anything about him in Xishan, just because he is a pair, it doesn't conform to the principle of righteousness and peace among scholars, and in just a few words, he doesn't know how to defend at all.

It turns out that it is really possible to kill.

Hong Yi had nothing to say, so he had to lower his head, his momentum was completely suppressed, and he said in a low voice: "What my father admonished me is that I won't dare in the future." ”

Hong Xuanji said expressionlessly: "I'll tell you about this later, I'm looking for you, there is another matter." ”

"I heard that when you were sweeping your mother's grave, you worshiped a master in Xishan?"

Hong Yi's heart moved, and he said secretly: "Finally got to the point." ”

He had already thought about the countermeasures for this question, and said at this moment: "I did meet a person in Xishan who wanted to take me as an apprentice, but I did not apprentice. ”

He really hasn't apprenticed yet, so it's not a panic.

Five days later, it will be his real apprenticeship ceremony.

"Hmm."

Hong Xuanji's voice was soft, but it was not as indifferent as just now, and he seemed to think that Hong Yi handled it well like this, and the atmosphere in the room was also relaxed.

Hong Xuanji said lightly: "There is no decision without your parents and apprenticeship without authorization, you have done a good job, it is the duty of the son of man." ”

Subsequently.

Hong Yi never thought that he would hear such words.

Hong Xuanji said lightly:

"However, my Confucianism has a cloud: there are three human natures, born by the father, eaten by the king, and taught by the teacher, which is the foundation of the world. If you have a king and a father, you should also have a teacher. ”

"It's not impossible for that person to teach you, but to see if he is a person with a good heart, you find a day, I will go and see him. If I am satisfied, you can naturally learn from him. ”

Hong Yi's heart was spinning quickly at the moment.

These words behind Hong Xuanji.

Zhou Yi smiled lightly in his heart.

How could Hong Xuanji's little trick be hidden from him, it was just to temporarily calm Hong Yi's heart and follow Hong Yi to find him.

Hong Yi's mind turned, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to say, "Yes." ”

Hong Xuanji said lightly: "I called you this time, just for these two things, you wrote poems and went the wrong way, this matter originally violated the family rules, I should punish you with twenty sticks, but if you want to participate in the Spring Festival scientific examination in the coming year, I will write it down first, if you are lifted, you will be written off, if not, you will be punished together." ”

"As for the person who Xishan wants to accept you as a disciple, since you didn't promise him, he will definitely look for you again, and when the time comes, I will naturally be able to see that person to see whether he is evil or right."

He was talking.

Suddenly, a faint smile came out: "Why don't you wait for the next day, Zhou is here now, Hong Xuanji, can you come to see if I am evil or right?" ”