To be honest, even the birth and death of a world nowadays is difficult to cause a ripple in Mencius's heart. Chapters are updated the fastest

It is not ruthless, but great love, love to the extreme, is tolerance, inclusive of everything.

The changes of the four seasons, the ebb and flow of the tide, and even the cycle of life and death are all processes in which the universe responds to each other, and it is naturally difficult to dislike which side and which one to love.

Taoism advocates "great love is boundless, goodness is like water", Mohist advocates "mutual love", similarly, Confucianism emphasizes the "four ends", that is, the heart of compassion, the end of benevolence, the heart of shame, the end of righteousness, the heart of resignation, the end of courtesy, the heart of right and wrong, the end of wisdom, and the development to the extreme.

It can be said that Mencius's spiritual realm has almost reached the realm of a saint, and there is almost nothing in the world that makes his heart move.

However, there is one thing that is no longer on the list, and that is enlightenment.

Although Mencius was called a sage by Confucianism, in fact, he was still some distance away from being a sage.

Confucius opened up the Hongru Avenue and became the supreme sage of Confucianism, while Mencius walked out of his own Haoran Avenue on the basis of the Hongru Avenue, which is why he was called the Yasheng.

However, this vast avenue is not complete, and it has been sitting for millions of years, but it has never been able to advance an inch, which also makes Mencius aware of his own flaws.

He also thought of a way to remedy it, but it was only one step away, but this step was the difference between heaven and earth, so he could only cry out in vain.

But just now, being in the midst of chaos made him feel a glimmer of opportunity for enlightenment.

It was fleeting, but it was real, and he had captured it.

What is it that can make up for the shortcomings of his Haoran Dao?

Mencius got up, but his eyes looked vainly at a chaotic light cluster shrouded in purple mist thousands of miles away.

The ball of light looked like a giant egg, if you looked deeper. You can see that it is actually a world in chaos.

This world is called the Spiritual Pure Heaven, and of course, it is in the Chaos Heaven. There is another name, the Central World.

There. It is the mother realm where Mencius was born, and it is also the location of the enlightenment opportunity he just sensed.

I don't know what happened to Lingjing Heaven now, not long ago, the Heavenly Dao of that world seemed to have reacted, shaking a lot of people, and I don't know if it had anything to do with his glimmer of opportunity.

Thinking about it, Mencius's thoughts wandered, and the scenes in his memory came to his heart again.

When Mencius was born, it was a time when the princes were vying for hegemony and a hundred schools of thought were contending. All races competed, wars fought, conquests were endless, and order collapsed.

This is the worst of times, and likewise, it is also the best of times, and it is a golden age.

At that time, countless heroes and demons emerged one after another. And Mencius is undoubtedly one of the most dazzling of them.

Since it appeared in front of the world, it has been a short thousand years. Sun Wu, the soldier saint, Zhang Yi of Hengkendao, Zou Yan, the ancestor of Yin and Yang, Shang Ying, the ancestor of the Fa Ancestor, Xu Xing, the ancestor of the peasant school, and so on, all of these world-famous powers all fell into disadvantage in the process of competing with him.

In addition to the representatives of the Hundred Schools of Thought, there are also those who have existed before the birth of the Middle Ages.

After defeating the opponents of the human race one by one, there are still countless challenges from the pure-blooded descendants of the alien race of divine beasts. However, these have become his defeats.

At that time. In addition to Confucianism, there is also a Xunzi who is quite uneasy with him, and it seems that the sage does not come out. There was no rival in the world, and Mencius's prestige reached its peak.

However, not long after, a monk who called himself Nyolai came to the west, and he was also very ferocious.

After the fat monk walked out of the barren Buddha land in the Western Desert, he looked for opponents everywhere, and there were countless heroes in hundreds of families, but none of them seemed to be his opponents.

In that battle, Mencius and Rulai went and fought, along the way, visions of heaven and earth emerged, ten thousand Buddhas chanted, all saints sang in unison, golden Buddha light, white Wenqi, filled the entire sky.

Fortunately, both of them were relatively restrained, but they did not cause any casualties, otherwise the entire heaven and earth would have been pierced if they were not done well, causing countless evils and attracting heavenly punishment.

The contest between the two lasted for more than a month, and the place they passed, more than 30 million miles, attracted the attention of the whole world.

It was until they reached an unknown river, and the two of them could stop, although Mencius and Rulai could not help anyone, but Mencius knew that if strictly speaking, he was still a step behind.

This is because this place is his home field, and if it is in the Western Desert Buddha Land, the same result is that he wins.

The fat monk Rulai also knows this truth, and after more than a month of fighting, both of them have made great progress, Mencius Haoran's way has improved again, and the fat monk Rulai has also reached a realm where he claims to be "neither born nor destroyed, not dirty or pure, not increased or decreased".

After a short period of pranayama, the monk named Rulai made a motion that made Mencius jaw-dropping.

At that time, the heaven and the earth were connected, and seven lotus flowers appeared on the ground, such as pointing to the sky and the earth with one finger, and said very solemnly: "Heaven and the world, I am the only one." ”

In an instant, the wind and clouds change, the heaven and the earth are discolored, if there are mortals who see it, they will definitely think that the Buddha is coming, and they will bow their heads.

Although Mencius felt that this monk's appearance at the moment was very unbeatable, he had to admit that this Buddha was indeed full of style.

However, at this moment, a soft shout interrupted Rulai's movements: "Fat man over there, you disturbed my fish!"

"Huh?"

Rulai and Mencius were very surprised, how could there be people here?

Ding Qing saw that not far from the two of them appeared a fisherman wearing a hat and a robe.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the donor's surname?"

Rulai stepped forward, folded his hands, and looked very respectful.

Although this fisherman's aura is mediocre, and he is no different from an ordinary person, if he doesn't dare to underestimate him, how can he be an ordinary person if he can not be discovered under the noses of him and Mencius, and let the two of them find out until he speaks?

Listening to Rulai's question, the fisherman glanced at him, and then said lightly: "The contemptible surname is Zhuang!"

Village?

Rulai's face changed for a while, I had never heard of such a number one person in Middle-earth, did he use a pseudonym, or was he really unknown before?

Rulai was a little confused about the bottom of this fisherman, but he thought to himself that this time he walked into the WTO in order to communicate with many masters, discuss the Tao, and finally step into the supreme Buddha position, no matter whether his name is true or false, he will know after beating it.

So, Rulai once again said "sincerely": "Amitabha, the poor monk is from the Western Desert Buddha land, and this time I came here to communicate with many sages of the hundred schools, and I implore the donor to teach him." ”

Hearing this, the fisherman showed a very strange smile, which made Rulai's heart chill.

"Yes!" (to be continued)