Those who are close to each other are relatives, and the other one who is close is the enemy.

Because people are born good or bad, there are certain numbers related to their own checks and balances.

Cultivating in the Tao and relatives is more measured by benevolence and righteousness, and relatives are called enemies. Cultivating virtue and intimacy is more measured by benevolence and righteousness, and pro-is a friend.

The scholars keep morality, and they show their differences, although they do not kill the common people, they also set up their own doors to distinguish them.

The scholars are benevolent, pity all living beings and give things to their kind, although they do not take advantage of the common people, they also regard themselves as very high-grade.

The righteous spirit of the scholars, only laughing at themselves. Laughing at himself and the monks everywhere, he did not measure his own strength and mistook the monks' major affairs.

Monks cultivate the way, take the path and get small, and then if there is enlightenment, the road is far away and self-aware, let it go, ignore the source of progress.

Those who are solid monks can measure small things well, and wrong ones if they measure big ones. Monks, monks.

The birth of criminal law was born in the scholar clan, and the scholar clan was chaotic, and benevolence and righteousness felt their killing.

Although the commoners are cheap, the cultivators are afraid that the scholars will hinder their gains. Those who disturb the heavens, all sentient beings, who only recite the Emperor of Heaven at this time, are extremely strong in cultivating to sustain killing without hindrance.

About 300 years ago, there was a story. For thousands of years, in the dialogue between Zhao Gao and the Emperor of Heaven, the word "monk" was born in the world.

The origin of that story is that Zhao Gao looked for his master and questioned himself.

The bundle of large crown trees blooms in the sky and spreads to the fullest.

The huge wood carving rock in the lifting hall, as well as the wider hall outside, if someone always looks down on the two people below with the naked eye, they may find that the insignificance of the world is embodied in the hall at this time.

That feeling is the perception of the mind and soul.

Zhao Gao asked the master, raised his hand respectfully in his demeanor, lowered his head to Panpu, and said in distress: Is the monk too ordinary for me.

The Emperor of Heaven raised his head, put the sword in his waist, and touched the sleeve of Zhao Gao's clothes.

It took a long time to make a judgment on Zhao Gao's words, maybe it didn't work, why bother saying it, go?

Zhao Gao said bluntly: I was born ordinary, and I have lived a long time, and I am 4,498 years old. But I have always felt that I am an ordinary person, but I have always felt that I am an immortal, but I am a master.

Zhao Gao continued to say bluntly: I don't have anything outstanding, and my thinking is the same as that of ordinary people, why do I think that if a big disaster comes one day, I will definitely bear the brunt.

Zhao Gao didn't say much, just left one sentence: It's too ordinary, why do you enjoy so much and live so long.

The master replied: There is nothing to say.

Zhao Gao's master immediately got up, pointed to the table and pointed to the pillar, and his words were in his face, as if he was spitting out words and forbearance, and hesitated.

His face was capricious, and he immediately paced out the door, raised his hand to pull his sleeve, and waved his finger under the clouds.

So he wanted to ask the world, and the words seemed to tell Zhao Gao something. I faintly heard him say, "Cultivator, I am also confused when I compare it according to the "same thing".

Zhao Gao's master continued, chattering, some or others in a low voice who didn't hear, didn't hear clearly, didn't listen to everything, and didn't say much.

Zhao Gao's master suddenly shook his voice, and the story was basically about to end here.

Master Zhao Gao said: I am also an ordinary person, and I am at a different level. We all need to work hard and grow, or we can choose to improve.

Master Zhao Gao's tone deepened, and he said heavily: Since you are a scholar, a cultivator is also a kind of ordinary person. Probably because of the difference in levels, we make progress together, how about being called "monks"?

Master Zhao Gao sighed: They are all ordinary people, and it is difficult to be ordinary people, so there are scholars and cultivators.

Zhao Gao said: There are always some lives that are not as good as ours, and we must distinguish between high and low! Why is it difficult to be an ordinary person's words?

Zhao Gao actually said it once in front of his master, but unfortunately Zhao Gao's master didn't feel it.

Those who tolerate all laws and everything are meaningless.

Zhao Gao's master said something, and finally said the result that Zhao Gao wanted. But Zhao Gao, as the fifth disciple of the Heavenly Emperor who has attracted much attention, why did he peek into his identity?

Maybe seeing the Emperor of Heaven and alienating everyone, seeing the Emperor of Heaven and knowing that the gods are indeed there.

Zhao Gao's master said: "Who is the table for?" The table structure is in line with human habitation, like a naturally occurring thing, how can it be made by man?

"Zhao Gao!" Zhao Gao's master suddenly called. "You go and touch that table, and the pillar that holds up the hall. ”

After the Emperor of Heaven finished speaking, Zhao Gao went to touch it in turn. At this time, Zhao Gao's master suddenly said: Isn't it magical? Where did these tables and pillars come from? Where did these things come from?

Zhao Gao saw that the master was dazed, and he was a little restrained for a while.

The Emperor of Heaven said: These tables and pillars seem to be man-made, but in fact they are all made of nature.

Emperor: It's incredible, I think there are so many beautiful things in the world, too many things that I have never seen, and some things that we believe in and want must exist.

For example, man-made poetry, as long as it conforms to the things between heaven and earth, can rhyme by itself, but it is not man-made but heaven-given. People's poetry is okay without rhyme, and conforming to feelings is the motivation you give yourself.

Many beings have thoughts and live like people, but like not.

It is in line with heaven and earth and has its own rhyme, and it is like a character with thoughts.

When Zhao Gao heard the master say this, he suddenly sighed: Some people are above the majority, and only a few people are above the majority. I am a legendary scholar of the world, destined to be noble.

After dusting off the language and pausing for a while, Zhao Gao continued: "Monk" is a definite existence, which is predestined by nature, not an existence that can be produced by acquired evolution.

Speaking of this, Zhao Gao suddenly thought of the joint point of the problem, and said excitedly: Is the master also a scholar, born above everything. How to describe it? Rare treasure, priceless treasure.

Zhao Gao's master heard this strange, and felt that Zhao Gao had made the same old mistake again, always thinking crankily in his mind, and it was easy to go off topic. Isn't this another offense? The Heavenly Emperor thought lightly and said in his mouth:

Did you just look at the pillar I pointed to, how did you feel? The world is so magical, and I am so mediocre. Feel the incredibleness of all things and experience the creation of thought.

Zhao Gao said: "How can there be, I think it's amazing where the pillar is, how did it stand up?

Zhao Gao's master finally smiled, and praised it: Great goodness!

Everything is taken from thought, and the image of any object can be reasoned from thought, if the level of thought is high enough, and the level of cultivation is deep enough, it is to see things and know the future, and see things and foresee the future.

The past can be reversed and foreseen if there is a thought. The existence of any object is extremely incredible, extremely magical and incomprehensible. The existence of any object can see the Tao and rules of heaven and earth.

Through the understanding of existing things, we can intuitively see the principles of heaven and earth in the production of things, so if we want to predict the direction of this world, there is still a lack of explanations.

The generation of events is a summary of your previous judgment of the future, and if the thought is the right existence, then you will have a very clear understanding of what is happening.

Zhao Gao said: What kind of system is the monk?

Master Zhao Gao: Only by seeing the affairs of the monks can we accurately predict the future and the past, and the criminal law is born out of the existence of the scholars. The objects are still more vivid and vivid than the monks, and the other living objects are too lifeless.

Zhao Gao still reminded and said: Master, the scholar clan or everything is doomed. There can be no such thing as nurture evolution, no matter how much the form changes, thoughts and identities must be predestined. Then what is the use of my efforts to learn Taoism and benevolence?

Master Zhao Gao said: Isn't this afraid that you have not woken up? Maybe benevolence and morality are hidden in the depths of your heart. Although everything is predestined, what am I expecting? I don't know what to say.

Zhao Gao heard that the master couldn't speak, so he hurriedly said, and comforted: The master is already at the top, any life that appears is under you, and you should be happy when every life is born.

After Zhao Gao finished speaking, he thought about it, even so, what is the point? Don't say it, you won't be able to persuade you.

Zhao Gao's master said: Everything is doomed, there are high and low, in this way, it doesn't matter whether benevolence and morality are obeyed or not, after all, it is Qi Yan and our things.

Zhao Gao's master continued: It's just a pity that there really is no such thing as progress, those who do not abide by benevolence and morality, just think about it, it is disgusting, whether it is to kill all the people in the world, or keep us to become evildoers!

Zhao Gao was deeply touched by the existence of this matter, and after saying something, he seemed confident.

Zhao Gao said: Since everything is doomed, then we can live if we do not abide by benevolence, righteousness and morality, then our scholars are destined to be above the people. It is not so much a separation, but rather a division between good and evil, good and evil, and evil and good, all of them, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

Master Zhao Gao said: Zhao Gao, let's go.

Zhao Gao: Oh.

I remember that at the end of the story, Zhao Gao's existence clearly defined the concept of "monk".

Zhao Gao is a very ordinary person, who knows how to learn benevolence and righteousness, and knows how to learn morality, which is too normal. People should live as normal as Zhao Gao, but Zhao Gao is a scholar, so everyone in the world is destined to be garbage.

Obviously, Zhao Gao is an ordinary person, but he became a scholar, the answer is very clear, the heart of most lives is the existence of garbage, which pushes ordinary people onto the road of scholars and loneliness.