Looking closely at this painting, a surging pride came into being, but in an instant, it was occupied by an extremely strong sense of loneliness, and my heart was cold.

The reason why a saint is called a saint is that there must be something far beyond ordinary people, and he must endure hardships in order to become a superior person. Among the saints of the past and present, how many of them have not survived from adversity, and have endured all kinds of suffering in the world in order to have the will to persevere.

Zhang Yuanyi came back to his senses from the shock and asked, "I don't know what doubts my predecessors have, and what is the meaning of this painting?"

Just taking out a shocking picture scroll to get rid of his suspicion, I'm afraid it's too simple.

Cui Shan said with a smile: "Actually, the question is simple, I just want to see if the disciples of the academy have any unique ideas." ”

He suddenly pointed his finger at the picture scroll of Yueyang Tower, his eyebrows and eyes were horizontal, his expression was serious, just like the minister above the court, and he was not angry and said with dignity: "Little friend, please listen to the question! May I ask, with the rise and fall of the world in one, and the sorrow and happiness of the world as one's own responsibility, is it realistic?"

Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to be Sanskrit, and there was even a faint feeling of instability in his heart.

The place where the finger points is where the words floating on the scroll are located.

Zhang Yuan was shocked in his heart, "Such a Tengyun Realm?"

looked at the rest of the people again, all of them looked dazed, and his heart was even more puzzled and puzzled.

But he really couldn't think of any good explanation, so he had to bite the bullet and replied, "No...... Unrealistic, right?"

When he said this, Zhang Yuanyi himself didn't realize that he didn't have enough confidence, and even he, who never stammered, trembled a little.

Wang Teng was the person with the highest realm among all people, and he was the first to get rid of that shock, although he was also curious about this strange feeling in an instant, but this was not the time to take this into account.

He rested his palm on Zhang Yuanyi's shoulder, who glanced back at him, he nodded, and Zhang Yuanyi regained his usual composure.

Cui Shan glanced at Wang Teng quietly, and quickly measured the gains and losses in his heart.

Among the crowd, Zhang Yuanyi is undoubtedly the one who is out of the limelight, with iron teeth and copper teeth, and can speak, and this man who has been standing behind him, looking at the highest realm, and the most calm, should be the oldest in the world, respected like a big brother, a thin man like a monkey, just looking at his appearance should be a clever and cunning person, as for the man in a green shirt with a literary and ink atmosphere, he is more like a real academy scholar.

He continued to ask: "Then since it is unrealistic, why do you want to lure the world to do this, although it is said that the mountains look up, and the scenery stops, but how can the mountains be said, it is just that the predecessors set a goal that is impossible to accomplish, so that the people of the future generations will move forward one after another, but I am afraid that those who dare to make such a vow, I am afraid that they have never understood it, and have never done this." ”

Such a grand ambition is impossible for anyone who can achieve it in any era.

He stared at Zhang Yuanyi with straight eyes, and asked slowly: "Then does it mean that we Confucian scholars are just a group of people who weave countless lies for a certain goal, trick the world into joining and eventually strengthen our Confucianism, and steal faith and deceive the world?"

"This ......" Zhang Yuanyi was silent, even if he wanted to say it, but he really couldn't say the answer.

Most people live for their own benefit, and it is already the bottom line to hurt others when they are self-interested, so how can they worry about their worries and worry about the sorrows of others?

When Zhang Yuanyi once traveled, he heard the words of two drunks in a small wine shop on the side of the road.

One person was drunk, and said with an intoxicated face: "If Lao Tzu is rich, he will snatch the village flower at the head of our village and serve me well for a few nights, that ass, that breast, I am excited when I think about it!"

The other person immediately glanced at him with disgust and said, "You guy is an old ruffian, you rob women when you have money, how can you do whatever you want like this, and is there any royal law in your eyes?"

The man took a sip of wine and said drunkly: "You care about me? I work so hard, isn't it just that one day I can do whatever I want when I have money, otherwise who wants to suffer this crime?"

Speaking of suffering, the drunk man was even angry, smashed the wine jar to the ground, and scolded angrily: "Those dog day foremen, when Lao Tzu was moving goods today, he took a little rest, and deducted my three pennies and kicked Lao Tzu!"

Damn! A two-hundred-pound bag of goods, who the fairy doesn't get tired from moving around day and night?

I know that when I have money, I will also be angry, and I will enjoy that majesty! But why don't I have money? If I have money, I will suffer from it?"

The person on the side looked at the wine jar that fell to the ground, obviously didn't take the other party's complaining words to heart, sighed and said: "You guy, the money for drinking is only a few pennies, and it's not enough for you to pay for this wine jar!"

As he spoke, he greeted Xiao Er, paid the money, and the two walked away with each other, and kept cursing the foreman along the way, with no mercy on his lips, insidious and vicious!

Zhang Yuanyi listened carefully to the words of the two throughout the whole process, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything, and even agreed with the person's point of view for a while, but immediately shook his head.

Just like the meaning of his practice, in order to become stronger, the master once warned him not to bully the weak with strong fists, so he said that the meaning of cultivation is to protect the people around him, but after a long time, he does not bully the weak, but there are always strong people to bully him, and the meaning of cultivation is becoming more and more confused.

If he only needs others to bully him, and he has to endure the weak all the time, then what is the point of cultivation? To be a weak person who is bullied by others all his life.

He had also heard that it was most undesirable for a good man to wish for a good person, so what about him now?

The world is the way of the jungle, if you talk about any humanistic etiquette, is it the opposite, is it out of place?

If Confucianism's entry into the WTO is a dirty and chaotic hell on earth, then how can it enter the WTO? Dye itself black and then mix it up?

That's ridiculous!

"Senior Cui, I'm afraid there is a wrong sentence, right?" Han Mu saw that Zhang Yuanyi was deep in thought, and said.

Cui Shan raised his eyes to look at him, and asked rhetorically, "Oh, what's wrong?"

After Han Mu took it with one hand, he replied calmly: "People are not for themselves, and the original words of heaven and earth are not like this! The original meaning should be that if people do not cultivate themselves, then they will be tolerated by heaven and earth." Yangzi takes it as me, and benefits the world with a dime, not for it! How did it become a self-serving person in the mouth of his predecessors?"

Cui Shan's face was slightly stunned, and he immediately smiled and said: "Hahaha, after studying for so many years, I am arrogant, I think I have achieved something, but I have never really studied and pondered the meaning of word by word, I didn't expect to see it today, it was really smiling and generous!"

He spoke again: "But the problem we are talking about is not a word-by-word error, I still hope that Xiaoyou will not pay too much attention to this matter, just treat him as a beautiful mistake, let's continue to explore this knowledge." ”

When he said this, he kept looking at Zhang Yuanyi, and the other party frowned, obviously he had been led into a trap by him, and he was very satisfied.

Han Mu said with a smile: "These things are just a kind of hope of the ancestors, does it matter whether it is realized or not? ”

Cui Shanwan smiled and said: "Everyone has everyone's understanding, since you think it's like this, that's it." ”

He glanced at Zhang Yuanyi, who was thinking hard, pretended to look outside the door, and said apologetically: "Oh, look at me, this question has wasted so much of your time, I'm really sorry, then I won't bother, if you are not in a hurry, you can stay and visit here again tomorrow, the Cui family has always cared about hospitality." ”

Zhang Yuan heard that the other party was leaving, withdrew from his thoughts, got up and hugged his fists, "Then I will not send it far, if we have the opportunity, we will definitely meet the requirements of Senior Cui!"

Cui Shan left, his sideburns and white hair fluttering in the evening breeze, and his green shirt was hidden in the depths of the bluestone road.

As soon as Zhang Yuan saw the other party's slightly happy back, he couldn't help frowning slightly, although he couldn't see Cui Shan's face, but he felt that the other party seemed to be mocking him, and even the corner robe was playing with his head in the night, sneering and laughing!

"Poof!" After the people walked away, Zhang Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood!

The crowd panicked and hurriedly helped him to bed and took care of him.

He was already a more serious person, coupled with the fact that he had an injury, and he was provoked by Cui Shan like this, and his physique, which was finally stabilized, aggravated again, and his heart was stinging like a needle cone at this moment!

......

Cui Shan looked at the white of the fish belly in the distance on the horizon, since the purpose was achieved, there was nothing to stay, and muttered: "This place is not suitable for a long time." ”

A figure teleported, and the human body had appeared thousands of miles away, only a line away from the northern border, separated by a wide northern river.

Although Cui Shan had some regrets in his heart, he had saved his life, he glanced back at the Seven Star Continent that had been in place for decades, as if replying to Han Mu's rebuttal, and mocked: "If people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." Is there something wrong?"

He will come back, but not now, but after digesting the demon beast in his body.

"Where are you going, can you escape?" said lazily as he turned around, a purple robe fluttered to the ground.

Cui Shan suddenly looked back, looked around again, looked far away, and shuttled thousands of miles.

Above the northern border, there was a blind beggar with a handleless iron sword in his hand, his eyes were hollow and pitch black, staring slightly, like falling into the abyss.

He didn't say a word, the iron sword was horizontal, and the sword was surging to the sky!

To the south of Kaiyang Prefecture, a dead tree passed by, and a man lay on his side, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he seemed to be smiling.

Shaking his arm slightly, his fingertips were shining, like fish in water, rolling up ripples in the air, and said leisurely: "Seeing the moon in the dust, the heart is also idle, and the situation is between the Qingqiu Immortal Mansion." ”

Within ten zhang, a barefoot man jumped and fell from the sky, like a spark!

He put his palm on his forehead, brushed his loose hair back, stretched his waist, and said comfortably: "Quickly make the wind and snow cold, people are in the plum room, and poetry is in the plum room!"

The land of one state, the four directions of heaven and earth, are all murderous!