Chapter 178: Knowing the Son, Mo Ruo's Father

Zhang Muxian walked out of the courtyard of the Dong family and came to the confluence of the river and Luo, and took a closer look. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info here is hidden in the mystery of heaven and earth, if you can understand the mystery, the river out of the map, Luo out of the book, the river map Luo book these two innate spirit treasures are likely to automatically come to vote.

Hetu and Luo Shu are two innate top spiritual treasures, and they can't be obtained unless they are fateful. The river map is the body, the Luo book is used, the river map is the main constant, the Luo book is the main change, the river map coincides, the Luo book is redivided, the square and the circle are hidden, the yin and yang are embraced, each other is used for each other, and it is inseparable. If the two innate spirit treasures can be combined into one, and the Hetuluo book is the warp and weft, it will be a peerless innate spirit treasure that is not inferior to the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Two hours later, Zhang Muxian sighed, a little depressed in his heart. At the turn of Heluo, the magic machine was hidden, but he did not understand it at all. In fact, this is very common, for hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many Masters have studied the I Ching gossip, and then come here to watch the water, intending to trace back to the source and comprehend the mystery of the Hetuluo book, but in the end they all returned in vain, how could Zhang Muxian achieve it overnight?

"Master, didn't your old man open the protagonist halo for me?" Zhang Muxian smiled lightly. He had some understanding of the temperament of the Bodhi Patriarch, and tried in vain to provoke the generals to listen to the wonders of the Hetu Luo book.

Patriarch Bodhi snorted coldly: "The Hetu is the main one, so it is extremely ten, and the Luo Shu is the main change, so it is extremely nine." It contains the magic of heaven and earth, and Confucius has not been able to comprehend it so far, how old are you?"

Zhang Muxian smiled bitterly: "Master, your old man is really angry!"

Bodhi said: "If you don't go crazy, you can't become a Buddha, although there is a certain truth, but it is not suitable for you, you are from the ancestral star, and the faith in your heart has long collapsed, so it is better to be at peace with what you encounter." His words were not only to persuade Zhang Muxian to give up Hetuluoshu and not to be overly persistent, but also to take the opportunity to guide him.

Zhang Muxian nodded, "The disciple understands that the path of Confucian cultivation is not suitable for disciples, and disciples will not be affected by Dong Zhenqing and Wang Mang. "Confucianism has a firm heart and often advances by leaps and bounds, which is an unparalleled attraction for monks.

Patriarch Bodhi said: "Although the Nine Turns Yuan Gong is a double cultivation, in fact, it is the road of proving the Tao with strength, breaking the golden rope and tearing off the jade lock, so that you can be infinitely free." ”

Zhang Muxian said solemnly: "Follow the master's teachings. When he first arrived in the west, Patriarch Bodhi promulgated his homework with the "Famous Teacher and High Apprentice System" to exercise his mind and fighting ability, and he was both afraid and hated Patriarch Bodhi. Once he survived the Nine Thunder Tribulations, Patriarch Bodhi mentioned to him from time to time, and now he is teaching him with all his might, and this series of changes seems to be unreasonable, but in fact it is the method of Patriarch Bodhi's disciples.

"Master, you are a famous teacher!" Zhang Muxian was convinced. He grew up in an era of peace, and if it weren't for the persecution of Patriarch Bodhi with death, how would he dare to play tricks in front of the Jade Emperor? How would he dare to fight wits and courage with Li Jing, Guanyin, Rulai, and others? Patriarch Bodhi was indeed very good at educating his apprentices.

Patriarch Bodhi was silent for a moment and said: "You are from the ancestral star, your thoughts are like the splendor of the river and Han, boundless, as long as you can maintain this advantage, although Guanyin, Rulai and others can defeat you for a while, they will eventually be defeated in your hands." ”

"Master, do you have a grudge against Rulai?" Zhang Muxian took the opportunity to ask.

Patriarch Bodhi let out a soft "um", but stopped talking.

Zhang Muxian's mood relaxed, he can have today's achievements, half of it benefits from the Bodhi Patriarch, half of it benefits from the Jade Emperor, if it is the common enemy of the two, he doesn't have to be embarrassed for the time being.

"Big brother, wait for me!" Zhang Muxian was about to return to Heaven in the clouds, when he suddenly heard Dong Zunru shouting behind him.

Zhang Muxian turned around and saw Dong Zunru shrinking into inches, and a few "steps" came to him, with a smile on his face, and said, "Big brother, I'll go to Heaven with you." ”

Zhang Muxian frowned and said, "Uncle agrees with you to go to Heavenly Court?"

Dong Zunru said with a smile: "My father has always been reasonable, how can he disagree?"

Zhang Muxian pointed at Dong Zunru's forehead, and said with a wry smile: "You, ......" There is a bruise on Dong Zunru's forehead, which has not disappeared. Zhang Muxian could guess that Dong Zunru asked Dong Zhenqing to go to heaven, and his forehead touched the ground, leaving this bruise. Dong Zhenqing agreed to let him go to the heavenly court, and he immediately rushed here, so much so that he forgot to use his luck to eliminate the bruises. This brotherly love made the corners of Zhang Muxian's eyes moisten a little, and he covered it up with a wry smile.

Dong Zunru smiled embarrassedly, he came in a hurry, and he had time to erase the bruises on his forehead in the future, and was discovered by the eldest brother who was as careful as a hair. He and Zhang Muxian last night with a wine sacrifice to the tongue, the wine was drunk, people were drunk, and it was not clear how to return home, but when Zhang Muxian put him on the bed, he woke up, and he listened to the conversation between Zhang Muxian and Dong Zhenqing.

When Zhang Muxian left the Dong family's courtyard, he wanted to dissuade him, but he couldn't help it, he didn't want his father to be embarrassed, it was for filial piety, he didn't want his eldest brother to be embarrassed, it was for righteousness.

After Zhang Muxian left, he immediately rushed to the ancestral house, knelt in front of Dong Zhenqing, and didn't say a word, just kept kowtowing.

"Zun Ru, you have been by my side since I was a child, how can you hide your thoughts from me? Over the years, your efforts have been seen by your father, you want to quickly improve your cultivation and help share the pressure for your father, this filial piety, accepted by your father, you go to heaven!" Dong Zhenqing's words still echoed in his ears.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, how could Dong Zunru's thoughts be concealed from Dong Zhenqing? Dong Zunru's request to go to heaven was mostly aimed at improving his cultivation and sharing his father's worries, and half of the purpose was to help Zhang Muxian and fulfill his brother's righteousness, how could Dong Zhenqing not know?

"In the future, if you encounter danger, do not hide the name of your father, you have always been informal, but you need to be polite to your friends, if you encounter an enemy, you might as well be ruthless, and the lives of thousands of people will not be worth a single hair of your cold. Dong Zhenqing earnestly advised, he is a great master of Confucianism, and his heart of benevolence and righteousness has long been integrated into the blood and bone marrow, but when he says such a thing, it can be seen that his feelings are sincere.

Dong Zunru kowtowed to Dong Zhenqing, and saw Dong Zhenqing sitting on the Taishi chair, his body gradually melting into the void, first turning into an ink portrait, and then gradually fading, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

How much pressure Dong Zhenqing is under, Dong Zunru knows best. Dong Zhenqing fought against the Heavenly Court and Buddhism with the strength of one person, and his mind melted into the void all the time, fighting with great powers such as Rulai and Guanyin. After the Pan Tao crisis, Rulai temporarily gave up the idea of overthrowing the heavenly court, sat in Lingshan, ran Xiniu Hezhou with all his might, and constantly launched coups d'Γ©tat, and dozens of countries such as Zhu Ziguo and Wuji were changing from Confucianism to Buddhism. If it weren't for the contradiction between the Jade Emperor and Rulai, the propaganda of the divine right of the monarchy would have been temporarily slowed down, and the Han Dynasty, which was the stronghold of Confucianism, might have been lost.

"Third brother!" Zhang Muxian called out, pulling Dong Zunru's mind back, and said, "Let's go back to Heaven!"

Dong Zunru nodded, he learned to be a scholar and martial artist, and the goods were in the emperor's house, and the heavenly court was the largest emperor's house in the Three Realms, and he had some expectations in his heart.