Chapter 174, Eight Pinming Moods
For the rest of the way, Qin Feng was silent.
Lan Ningshuang sensed the change in his mood and said with concern: "Uncle doesn't have to care about what that person says, reading is naturally useful."
You must know that the reason why the Great Qian Dynasty was able to gain a foothold in the world was due to the contribution of the Heavenly Supervisor of Fengtian City.
And that old man is the cultivator of the Wensheng Dao system. β
Qin Feng sighed leisurely: "How many scholars can reach the realm of Heavenly Prison National Master?" β
Blue Frost was speechless, not knowing how to answer.
Qin Feng said again: "Cultivating the Divine Martial Arts and the Wensheng Dao System requires a lot of time and money.
I ask you, if ordinary people have such conditions and let them choose, which way will they let their children go? β
"That's naturally ......" Lan Ningshuang said to his mouth and swallowed back.
"Don't think about it, it must be the Divine Martial Dao System.
I used to think that it was the problem of the great cadres who admired the martial arts and the light literature, which led to the rough ...... Well, cough, it has led to the prevalence of martial arts in the world, and there are few scholars and saints.
But now that I think about it, I was still too naΓ―ve at the beginning.
Not everyone has enough talent and resources to impact the high-grade realm, and under the premise of limited ability, cultivating Shenwu seems to be the only way out for ordinary people. β
"In this world, the situation of rampant demons and ghosts has always been a knife hanging over the heads of many people.
So what can you do with reading, display your ambitions, and govern one side?
Even if this is fine, it is only for those powerful and rich families.
Nowadays, how many people who are officials in various places are from poor families?
Don't say one out of ten, I'm afraid that one in a hundred, one out of a thousand, may not be one.
Cream, do you know why? β
Blue Frost shook her head.
"Because for ordinary people, nothing is more important than being alive.
And if you want to live well by reading, there is no doubt that you are a bit wishful thinking.
But if you learn the Divine Martial Arts System and become a martial artist, even if you can't join the Demon Slayer Division or the army, you can still make a living by hunting.
At the very least, they can run faster than ordinary people when they encounter danger. β
What my uncle said was just like what the honest middle-aged man said before...... Lan Ningshuang thought so.
"Of course, there is a more practical reason for thisβthat is, there is no way to read." Qin Feng exhaled lightly.
"No way to read?" Blue Cream didn't understand what it meant.
"Heh, just like the Divine Martial Arts System, there are countless major martial arts sects, but the martial arts techniques that have been passed down are extremely rare, and the reason for this is that the broom is self-cherished.
And this is especially evident in the reader.
Condensation, have you ever wondered why the master of the Divine Dao is only in the Haowen Temple in Fengtian City? β
Lan Ningshuang thought for a moment and shook her head again, how could she know about Wen Sheng's Divine Martial Dao System that she cultivated.
However, after recalling it carefully, it was indeed found that except for the imperial capital Fengtian City, the rest of the cities basically did not see the figure of Wensheng Daotong.
"My father and mother once collected 10,000 books for me, trying to help me step into the realm of the Nine Grades of Literature and Sage, but after reading for more than ten years, it was fruitless.
The reason for this is that there are very few books in the world that record the scholars of the Tao.
If it weren't for the coincidence that I memorized 10,000 books, I am afraid that I would not be able to step into the nine products of Wensheng in my life.
...... The Shenwu Dao system is a family of major sects, and they cherish martial arts moves and do not want to pass them on.
This is a holy Taoism, but even the method of cultivation has to be explored by himself.
And what can ordinary people get by reading in the end?
Mo said that stepping into the Wensheng Taoist system, I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to even obtain the qualifications to enter the court to display their ambitions. β
After all, there is no imperial examination system in the middle of the great cadres, and it is difficult for a poor family to enter the court as an official!
And those who are lucky enough to step into the path of the Holy Scholar are not able to break out of the world.
Brother Ya'an, who has been to the house, told me that if a scholar wants to step into the realm of high quality, he must rely on his rights.
or enter the court as an official, or become a staff officer in the army, but such an opportunity is not within the reach of ordinary people. β
Qin Feng smiled helplessly and exhaled heavily: "This is what I said about no way to read." β
Lan Ningshuang said solemnly: "I only heard from you about this remark, uncle.
But in that case, why did the dynasty sit idly by? β
Qin Feng shook his head, he didn't know anything about this.
Perhaps, this kind of world, just like the period of war and chaos with the major dynasties, is the right way to protect the soil by force from the hands of demons and monsters.
Or perhaps, it is easier to manage the foolish people who are uncivilized and lack their own ideas?
So in such a world, what can be the result of reading?
What can a reader do?
Qin Feng fell into confusion and fell into deep thought.
After all, there are too few scholars who have climbed to the top like the Heavenly Prison National Teacher.
And more of them are ordinary people who want to survive in troubled times.
If one day, the practice of Wensheng will spread all over the world.
If one day, there is no longer only one place to study literature?
Can this change?
When I was thinking about it, I heard that Yuxuan had arrived......
The old man Baili lying on the rattan chair glanced at Qin Feng and said curiously, "What's wrong?" Boy, look at your expression, isn't it right?
Is it that the matter of secretly visiting the Qinglou was discovered by the lady at home? β
When Lan Ningshuang heard this, she suddenly became alert, but when she thought about it carefully, when she went out, she would guard her uncle's side, and her uncle didn't have such an opportunity at all......
This bad old man is really bad.
A hint of displeasure crossed Lan Ningshuang's eyes.
Qin Feng turned a deaf ear and stepped into the Listening Rain Xuan.
......
Cang Feilan in the attic heard the movement, saw the comer, and just wanted to say hello, but a sugar gourd was handed to her.
Then it was the contemplative Qin Feng, who strolled to the fifth floor of the Book Pavilion.
"What's wrong with him?" Cang Feilan muttered to herself, then glanced at the sugar gourd in her hand, and there was a sweet smile between her eyebrows.
Time flickered, and it was evening.
As the pages of the book in Qin Feng's hand closed, the last trace of literary aura finally filled the ninth layer of steps in the Divine Sea!
The dazzling white light lit up, and Qin Feng's consciousness was also pulled into the sea of gods.
He followed the guidance of the darkness, slowly climbed the steps, and finally stood in front of a stone platform as white as jade.
"This is the Question Desk?" Qin Feng looked curious.
The words fell, and the light patterns on the interrogation platform flowed, like a rippling surface of water.
A white figure slowly revealed, his face couldn't be seen clearly, and his lips opened slightly and a voice came out: "What kind of person are you?" β
Is this a test of conscience?
Qin Feng's eyes widened, and then he began to frown and think.
The remarks of the ancient sages that I had seen in my previous life swept through my mind one by one.
As long as he casually copied a few words, he could set up a tall and majestic image.
But what's the point?
There's no one else here, and there's no one to pretend to be......
Strange to say, it was the first time he had seriously thought about this issue.
He recalled that after traveling to this world, apart from increasing the GDP of Jinyang City, he didn't seem to have done anything amazing?
He thought of Senior Li, in order to protect the party, the resolute and resolute back, but heroes, not everyone can do it.
He likes beautiful women, he likes yellow and white things, and sometimes he will have a hot head and do some righteous things.
But most of the time, his choices are just the same as those of many people who are wise enough to protect themselves......
He smiled indifferently: "It turns out that I am just a laity who is greedy for money and lustful, and it is good to be able to be upright and have a clear conscience." β
The white figure flickered slightly, and then asked, "What do you think a scholar should do?" β
"What should a reader do?
Oh, what can this worldly scholar do?
If it weren't for my limited physical talent, I would still want to abandon literature and martial arts. Qin Feng sneered.
The high-grade scholars of the Holy Dao only exist in the imperial capital Haowen Academy, in order to practice, they are close to the imperial army, how can they see that there are scholars and saints in the rest of the cities to make a living for the people?
Who stipulates that those who ask questions with medical skills are regarded as inferior to those who heal the sick and save people?
Could it be that only those who have the power in the DPRK and the central government can practice the Wensheng Taoism?
Everywhere there are martial artists running to save the people from danger.
What about the scholars who are high up in the Hobun Academy?
How many people have seen them and received their favor?
He thought of the stall owner's behavior of stopping the young man's writing, what is the use of reading and writing a sentence, and he was deafening.
That's not how a real reader is......
Qin Feng only felt bored in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations."
That's what a reader should do! β
As soon as these words came out, the question platform shook, and in the sea of gods, the white text was like a sea of clouds.
"I see." The white figure said with a smile.
The phantom's face gradually became clearer.
After Qin Feng saw it clearly, he was surprised, the face of this white phantom was exactly the same as his!
And with a clear qi pouring into the Heavenly Spirit Cover, Qin Feng finally stepped into the Eight Pinming State of Mind!
......
At the same time, listening to Yuxuan's constant vibration, the literary atmosphere in the books on the shelves was surging.
The old man Baili on the rattan chair sensed the movement, pressed his right hand, and listened to Yuxuan return to calm.
He lay on the rattan chair, swaying leisurely, with both emotion and relief in his eyes.