"Ji Yiyun told me, this time is different from the past, the Great Xia Kingdom took advantage of this grand occasion to organize three major competitions before the marriage was signed, one is to evaluate the top ten young monks in the world, the other is to select the top ten magic weapons in the world, and there is also a hundred flowers list to evaluate the top ten beauties in the world. There is no limit to this rank, and young monks under the age of twenty-five can participate. The news was announced to the world yesterday, and it is estimated that many young monks are rushing here. ”

"No, this Great Xia will really gather popularity, from the beginning of the selection of concubines, to the later marriage signing, and now there are three major competitions! ”

"That is, at first, it was mainly low-level monks, and the monks of those large sects disdained to participate, but once it was involved in fame, those young monks of the ancient immortal sect also began to be eager to try. ”

"Then the young monks of the world want to gather in the Great Xia Kingdom, and every time they attract the attention of the cultivators of the world, the selection of concubines has become a chicken rib, it is not so simple. ”

"Yes, Great Xia's ambition this time is to hold a grand event, and to build a lot of construction for this purpose, these three major competitions are not in the city, but in Ivoburg. ”

"Ivoburg?" the boy was shocked!

"Yes, it was a beautiful valley, natural pasture, no one knew the name there, on the site of a deserted village with that name. Ji Yiyun replied behind her, and she and an old monk came to the door of the monastery. The boy chuckled in his heart, the deserted village, is there no one there?

"The poor monk is a guest of the temple, the law is called Zen month, if there are many disciples of Confucianism attending the meeting, it will naturally transfer a set of relatively large Zen temples, but this set of Zen temples is somewhat remote, close to the back mountain of the temple, there are dozens of Zen rooms, but some old. Isn't it Xiao Tanyue's intentions?" Zen Yue's words woke the boy from his contemplation.

"That's fine, thank you, Master!Thank you, Senior Sister Ji!" replied respectfully as the young man replied, but he thought in his heart, he must go and see if this Ivoburg was the one of the twenty-five names.

"In that case, let this deacon disciple take you there. ”

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Bidding farewell to the second daughter and Master Zen Yue, a group of more than 40 people walked through the bamboo forest, followed the flower stream up, in front of a low mountain, an ancient tree was secluded, and a Zen courtyard was faintly hidden under the shade of the tree.

"This is the old site of Guiyun Temple, there is only one main hall, two side halls, fifty meditation rooms, and an old monk is here to take care of it. ”

The deacon went in advance, said hello to the old monk, and invited everyone to go in, go back to his own life, and send some firewood and rice.

When everyone walked into the Zen temple, the layout was similar to a small temple, but it was also clean, it seemed that someone cleaned it often, and the main hall and the side hall were almost empty, only the offering table and an old Buddha statue.

"Donor, please!" An old monk, in gray monk's robe, looking at his face, I don't know how many years, his eyes are not wavering, and he can't see his joy and anger.

"Li Tianxu, a disciple of the Lower Confucian Sect, came here to participate in the grand event, and when the elder Zhike saw that there were many of us, he arranged it here to disturb the master's cultivation. ”

"Poor monk Zhisong, it's okay. The old monk Gujing Bubo's eyes had slight ripples, others couldn't see it, but the young man keenly caught it.

"The candle is under the incense table. ”

"Thank you, Master Zhisong. ”

"Good!" said no more, and went to the only meditation room with a candle flame.

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"All of you, we are gathered here today, not only fate, but also the dedication to Confucianism, and now, the eyes of the world are staring at us. Two days later, choose a concubine,

Eight days after the selection of concubines, there will be a competition among young monks in the world to select the top 10 young monks in the world! Top 10 magic weapons! Top 10 in the Hundred Flowers List!"

Everyone heard the rumors and talked about it, and many people already knew it, and everyone still couldn't hide their excitement.

"This is a real gathering of young talents from all over the world, and those young monks from the ancient immortal sect will also join in. I don't know the level of cultivation of all of you here, but since you are standing under the banner of Confucianism, this time you will show your Confucian demeanor in front of the people of the world!

"Yes!" The voice was not loud, obviously without confidence.

"It doesn't matter, we don't know each other very well, let's roughly divide into three teams first, because it just so happens that we have six foundation building realms, Sister Su, Sister Qiao and Sister Meiyu, you can claim a team for the time being, and there are three foundation building monks are Sikong Huishi, Sun Taiqing and Zhuo Hua, each team of twelve people. ”

The three who were named looked ignorant, how could Li Tianxu know their names, and explain their cultivation characteristics in one sentence?

"Sister Su and Sikong Huishi's team focuses on physical cultivation, Sister Qiao and Sun Taiqing's team focuses on sword cultivation, and Meiyu and Zhuo Hua's team focuses on heart spells. This is our temporary combination for the past ten days, and the rest of the uncertain ones will be contained by Mr. Montaigne. ”

Montaigne was also very cooperative, straightening his waist and trying to squeeze out a sincere smile, which directly gave people the feeling of obscenity and fraud. It made the components very fast, and the three teams had already been divided in three breaths.

There was a scholar who shook his head and walked to Montaigne's side, smiling slightly bitterly: "My name is Yanagixia." I have been studying since I was a child, and I have no chance to practice, so let's rely on each other for our lives. ”

"Okay, let's be the captain!" Montaigne was moved to almost tears, and immediately let the captain out.

"Okay, it's still early today, Sister Su and Montaigne and Liuxia drove out to buy blue and white fabrics, royal blue, purple streamers, white socks and cloud shoes, according to the most popular style to make 200 sets of Confucian shirts, with silk belts, as for the female n'en gowns according to the same style, different colors, it is recommended that yellow and blue should be decided by Sister Su, and sixty sets of orders will be ordered, and the silk belt will be embroidered with the word 'Confucian'. Sixty sets will be picked up tomorrow afternoon, and the production cost will be doubled. Make three pennants and write Confucianism. ”

"Okay, let's do it! Why two hundred and sixty sets?"

Everyone was also suspicious, but there were other disciples.

"Originally, there was more, but it couldn't be made in a short time, so when I came back today, I bought some wine, meat, and vegetables. ”

"Good!"

"Sister Meiyu, Zhuo Hua, you take a group of you, responsible for cleaning the meditation room and tidying up the seats. Sister Xiao Qiao and Sun Taiqing led a group to carry water, light a fire, cook, and prepare dishes. The remaining group was led by Sikong Huishi, cleaning the courtyard, tidying up the main hall, lighting candles in each meditation room, hanging the Confucian Ancestors' hadiths, and setting up incense tables. Tonight we are going to have a dinner in the main hall. After that, each group took turns to do these things. ”

"Shi Dangdang, and the main hall in front of the recitation of the Holy Ancestor Three Rites of the "Rites" chapter, autumn sun, incense and piano, playing the Holy Ancestor Cloud Gate chapter, where the same door can recite the reader, together with the chant, let the voice of Confucianism spread in all directions. ”

"No!" the crowd gladly accepted.

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Seeing that everyone was leaving, the young man took out the Huangshi tea and went to the old monk's meditation room.

"Master Zhisong, there is a tube of Huangshi tea here, I would like you to taste it. ”

"Thank you, Xiao Tanyue, the poor monk didn't dare to accept it. ”

"Excuse me, why is there only you in a huge Zen temple?"

"It's a shabby place, and it's not like anywhere else. ”

"Also, there is no shortage of good Zen temples in Guiyun Temple. ”

"Does Xiao Tanyue have anything else to do?"

"Ah, no, excuse me. ”

The teenager quit curtly...

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Not long after, in the back mountain of Guiyun Temple, the sound of the clear spring of the Baoqin, Qiuyang according to the Confucian sixteen-character heart method taught by the master, the movement and stillness are appropriate, playing the piano is also practice, practice is also playing the piano, the cloud gate music is in the practice by the fingers, between the strings, echoing with the aura of heaven and earth, the sound spreads for ten miles, and the aura in this range is controlled on the fingers of Qiuyang.

Even if he was a teenager, he was not stunned, and suddenly realized that Izumo was the introduction to Confucian music cultivation, and Qiuyang, with his talent for music, happened to be in the period of refining qi, and had a child-like feeling for the aura of heaven and earth, and the experience of Confucianism, and it was he who stepped into the path of music cultivation, which has rarely been used to enter the Tao since ancient times.

Shi Dangdang also felt the difference between Qiuyang's performance of Cloud Gate and the past, just refining the Qi Realm, he actually had the comprehension of the Yuan Infant Realm monk of heaven and earth, every time he picked up and wiped it, he mobilized the aura within a radius of several miles, and transmitted his perception of heaven and earth to heaven and earth. So the aura in a radius of several miles was jumping happily and happily.

This happiness is transmitted to all corners of Guiyun Temple, beyond the back mountain, and echoes in the surrounding streets, towns, inns, and hotels.

People involuntarily stopped, stopped what they were doing, stopped half of their words, and listened to the sounds of heaven coming from above.

Shi Dangdang also arose, reciting aloud: "The musician, the sum of heaven and earth, and the celebrant, the order of heaven and earth is also ......" attached to the rhythm of each word just right.

Then, like the Buddha singing outside the sky, the magnetic and elegant recitation sound accompanied by fairy music, straight into the depths of everyone's hearts, straight to the sea of consciousness, clearly making people feel that this music, this recitation sound is in the ears.

Everyone looked around in unison, where people were playing the piano and singing.

"The musician is the sum of heaven and earth, and the celebrant is the order of heaven and earth. The king is successful and happy, and he is a custom ceremony. Those who have great merit are prepared for their pleasure, and those who govern and debate are their ceremonial tools. Joy is made from the middle, and the etiquette is made from the outside. Happiness is quiet from the middle, and etiquette is written from the outside. Great happiness must be easy, and great gifts must be simple.

Zi said: Fuli, the first king used the way of inheriting heaven to govern people's feelings. Fu Le, change customs, don't be good at fun.

Righteousness and innocence, the quality of etiquette, solemnity and obedience, the system of etiquette. If you are happy, you will have no complaints, and if you are courteous, you will not fight. Those who rule the world by concession are also said to be courteous... ”

This is the beginning of the Confucian classic "Etiquette", etiquette and music are not separated, holding etiquette and music, holding music and knowing etiquette, at this moment, the two brothers who are four realms apart from each other have jointly performed a chapter of etiquette and music.

The Confucian disciples who are busy are also the first time to hear the Yunmen movement, the Confucian music is lost, and the name of the six music is only heard in the legend, some of the so-called Qi Shao, Dawu, compared with the Cloud Gate of Qiuyang, it is like a cloud. Tracing back to the roots is the long-cherished wish of every Confucian disciple, and the height of Confucianism has been unmatched for thousands of years, and no one can continue the glory of Confucianism, which can make Shinto Buddha retreat. With tears in their eyes, the flame of expectation rose in the hearts of everyone, and everyone unconsciously sang Confucian rituals aloud with Shi Dangdang.

As expected, with dozens of people reciting together, with the Huang Zhong Dalu of the 'Cloud Gate Scroll', it once again shook the hearts of people within a radius of ten miles.

This is not a miracle, this is a Confucian singing, in the northwest of Shenzhou, in the Great Xia Kingdom, for the first time after a thousand years, the movement of Confucian revitalization was opened.

Guiyun Temple, the monks of the various immortal sects have walked out of the Zen courtyard, and those scattered and small sects have come out of the tent and gathered in the square, and there are more scattered cultivators of the Confucian sect with tears in their eyes. Monks, monks, and ordinary people were attracted by this Confucian chanting, gathered on the path leading to the back mountain, followed the sound through the bamboo forest, came to the Huaxi behind the Guiyun Temple, and stopped in front of the ancient secluded Zen temple through the Huaxi.

Inside is a group of energetic Confucian disciples, cleaning the courtyard, cleaning the house, carrying water for cooking, lighting candles, reciting rituals, and playing the guqin.

A sunny teenager stood in front of the door, calmly facing the oppressive crowd, quiet and smiling.

An old monk with white frost on his eyebrows, accompanied by Master Zen Yue, separated everyone and came to the front of the steps.

The young man immediately bowed down and said, "May I ask you are the abbot of Zhiwu?" ”

When everyone arrived at the door, they didn't feel that the sound was much louder than before, and it stands to reason that this voice could not be transmitted for a hundred feet, but it was at least two or three miles away from the main hall.

"Xiao Tanyue is invited, can you let the poor monk visit the senior brother, and then see the person who sings and strokes the qin. ”

"Of course, the abbot is invited, just now the kid was chatting with Master Zhisong, and now the master is in the meditation room. ”

After speaking, he led the way before speaking, and instructed as he walked: "Dare to be, Qiuyang, it's getting late, gather together at the same door to go to the main hall and prepare for dinner." Sikong Huishi, if there are Confucian monks outside the door who want to move here, please come in and settle down for the time being. ”

Seeing that the three of them agreed together, the young man turned around and said to Abbot Zhiwu: "That is the great disciple of Xia, Shi Dangdang, who is a disciple of the ceremony, who is teaching the 'etiquette' of the thirteen classics of the same Confucian sect; ”

"At such a young age, the old man opened his eyes, this little Tanyue is Li Tianxu. ”