Saint has different meanings in the three religions.

The saints mentioned by Confucianism are mostly famous in the literary world or emperors through the ages, including both Confucian and Mencius and other literary saints, as well as Yao Shunyu and other monarchs.

At first, there were strict regulations on the selection of saints, and those who did not have great merit in the temple or the people could not be called holy, but after the change of dynasties, the rites collapsed again and again, and some people became less and less concerned about the word "saint".

Some of the literary giants who are cheeky still know how to let their subordinates build momentum and give themselves the title of "saint" through the mouths of others.

Those who are shameless simply proclaim themselves saints, and then spend a lot of money to find people to preach everywhere, looking like they want to push down the statue of the master in the Confucian Temple and sit on it themselves.

Even if it is recognized as a literary saint, there are always several of them in the past dynasties, and sometimes in order to make up the number, there will be three saints and five saints at once, which is really not golden.

The martial artists have always looked down on the literati, so they also learned to make a martial saint, compared to the literary saint with great water, the martial saint who speaks by strength is more genuine.

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The other two teachings, the interpretation of the word "epiphany", the saints are mostly the reincarnation of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, after the epiphany into the temple as a monk, a little practice can comprehend the great supernatural powers, or the law of the world, or move mountains and reclaim the sea, how to shock the world and how to come.

Compared with the daily progress of Buddhism, the Taoist gate is slow work and meticulous work. Practicing qi into the body, like a trickle into the sea, as little as a few decades, more than a hundred years, before the initial results can be seen.

If the root bone is excellent, a hundred years ago into the sage, the Tao will naturally pass through the mysteries, then the waist of the Dao sword can cut the nine dragons, and the rune paper in the hand can nail the demons of the mixed world.

The day of the sanctification of the true people of the Daomen is often the time of ascension.

Because Taoism emphasizes inheritance and salvation, before ascending, he or he will send blessings to his juniors, leaving one or two magic weapons, or a sword for thousands of miles, and beheading a demon hiding in the deep mountains to practice.

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Wang Quanquan listened to Ye Jian's speech in one breath, and he could be regarded as having a long insight, and couldn't help but sigh:

"The martial saint who has been pursued by ordinary people for a lifetime is still far away from Buddhism and Taoism."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled:

"Not necessarily, the world often says that the sword is divided into three classes, there is the sword of the Son of Heaven, there is the sword of the princes, and there is the sword of the Shuren.

Outsiders only wait for me to wait for a sword, but I can't kill a person in ten steps and don't stay for a thousand miles, but I don't know that this sword is also divided into up, middle and down.

Regardless of the middle and lower for the time being, as far as the old man knows, the high-grade sword can cut the immortals, but this is a hundred Heavenly Son swords may not be able to do it. ”

The king's authority was rarely humble at this moment, and he said softly: "I want to hear about it." ”

The old man smiled casually, "Let's go, go down." ”

With that, the two of them went towards the courtyard.

Hong Mao, who had been waiting to see the excitement at the bottom, was already slightly disappointed when he saw that the two of them didn't move, and at this moment the two of them didn't even bother to move, and they were completely out of thought.

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That night, the master and apprentice who had had dinner enjoyed the cool in the courtyard.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, how did you get together with this old man?" In the eyes of the king, all relationships in the world are nothing more than the word "engage".

The boy scratched his head and said:

"That day I was practicing my sword in the courtyard, and this old man stood outside the fence and watched for a while, and then he began to babble and find faults.

At first, I didn't want to talk to him, but this guy didn't finish talking about it, and I was so angry that I asked for a try.

In the end, I couldn't help it, so I used that trick, but I didn't expect that not only did I not beat the old guy, but in the end I broke the wooden sword.

I asked him to pay for it, he said that he had no money, and I couldn't look down on his broken sword, and finally as soon as we combined, I asked him to take me to the capital to find you. ”

Hearing this, the king's authority was clear, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Did he say anything other than to take you as an apprentice?"

The young man thought for a moment and shook his head, "This old man does have a lot of words, but most of them are useless nonsense, but on the way here, he thinks my legs and feet are slow, and he teaches me how to use a sword." ”

Wang Quanquan was slightly surprised, "You learned?" ”

The boy nodded, a little embarrassed:

"I've learned it, but I'm not very skilled."

The royal authority was even more surprised when he heard this.

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In the southeast corner of the most prosperous street in the capital, a fortune-telling stall is set up almost every day, rain or shine.

The stall owner is a thin old man, and he always has a flattering smile on his face, like a diligent dog's leg, and this image does not match his cloth banner with the words "open the hexagram by order" written on his face.

Today's Zhou Jiuer is also a celebrity of this generation, at first no one knew who he was, only felt that his purple gold robe was extravagant, and then gradually there were rumors that he was the Qintian Supervisor and usually told fortunes to the emperor.

After the news spread, the fortune-telling booth was crowded with people every day, and the business was so hot that it couldn't work.

After persisting for less than half a month, people gradually found that this guy didn't seem to have much ability, and he was more clever than ordinary people, so the people who came to tell fortunes became visible to the naked eye.

In the end, I didn't see a few people in a day, and only those outsiders who came here would get off the horse and ask about the future, willing to give up the money to count a hexagram.

In fact, this is also a complaint against Zhou Jiuer, in order to help Emperor Shun realize his dream of becoming the emperor, he has folded a lot of yang life, and later Emperor Shun asked him to deduce the general trend of the dynasty in the next three hundred years, and he has folded his life and the sea.

He doesn't have to count it now and knows that he doesn't have a few years to live, and he still wants to see Feng'er get married with his own eyes, so he started to make a living by cheating.

However, in Zhou Jiuer's opinion, this is not a lie, his mouth is full of lotus flowers, his spit is dry, and the guests are happy, this is hard money, and the guests spend money to buy happiness, and go to the kiln to find a girl, not stumbling.

Through this kind of joke-style hexagram, Zhou Jiuer saved a thick dowry for his daughter, and recently many young handsome people in the neighborhood have begun to come to the door to propose.

Regardless of whether these people came for him, the five-grade supervisor, or for the silver, Zhou Jiuer saw it very openly, he risked killing his head to participate in the rebellion, in exchange for glory and wealth, not just so that his daughter could get married.

As long as the girl has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, he has no regrets as a father.

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Zhou Jiuer was bored with his eyes closed and basking in the sun, and a figure stood in front of him.

"Zhou Jianzheng, it's very leisurely, help me calculate a hexagram?"

Lao Dao listened to the voice a little familiar, opened his eyes slightly, and found that the person who came was the king's authority, and his originally pleasant expression immediately dispersed, and he became sad.

"Lord Wang, what are you doing here?"

It's no wonder he's so bad, every time the other party comes, nothing good happens.

"Don't be like your dead father and bring you silver."

As he spoke, Wang Quanquan threw a heavy money bag on the stall, which shook the table and shook it.

Zhou Jiuer immediately showed surprise on his face, took the money bag and opened it to see that it was full of white silver.

"Lord Wang, why is this?" Lao Dao is not stupid, put the silver back in its place, and asked.

"This is a thank you gift for helping to move the grave last time, take it, I have something to ask you for help with today."

After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, he took out a gossip map and spread it on the table, "Help me see, what does this mean?" ”

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