Chapter Seventy-Three: Those Things in Zixiao Palace
It is said that as soon as Hongjun appeared on the futon, he began to preach to everyone without saying a few words.
"Before the opening of heaven and earth, things were mixed, born from nature. Lonely and lonely, reading without changing, traveling around without dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, the strong word is called the way, and the strong name is big. The big is gone, the past is far away, and the far is reversed. Therefore, the road is big, the sky is big, the earth is big, and the people are big. There are four great realms, and all spirits live in one of them. The spirit law of the earth, the law of the earth, the law of the heavens, the law of the heavens, and the law of nature. Under the avenue, heaven and earth are the key, and all existence is the way. ”
Therefore, the so-called avenue is everywhere, and the road is everywhere. Heaven and earth are closed and encompass all things, counting 10,800 years, and everything is dissolved in it. There are five kinds of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth mixed in it, the hard ones are like melon seeds, and the soft ones are like melon pulps, and there are five colors of green, yellow, red, white, and black inside, which also dissolve into them. It has been closed for a long time, if it cannot be opened, but it has a Pangu clan, holding a chisel in the left hand and an axe in the right hand, which is similar to cutting a melon, and is divided into two halves. The upper half gradually rises to the sky, containing blue, yellow, red, white and black, which is the five-colored auspicious clouds, and the lower half gradually descends to the earth, and also contains green, yellow, red, white and black, which is the five-color stone mud. If you don't believe it, there are stars down today, and if people dig and look at it, they are all the same as the stones in the ground. However, there are springs in the world, and the spring water has no place, flowing to the world, and pouring into the sea. ”
"The principle of the Tao is divided into nothing, and there are two sides. The Tao is always non-existent, nameless and formless, preceding heaven and earth, and is the beginning of all things in heaven and earth. The principle of the Tao runs through all things, which is manifested as the fundamental law that all things exist relatively, and the extreme must be reversed, and the end must return. And the use of there is often based on nothing, "there is born out of nothing". The saint's body is non-existent, the Dharma is naturally inactive, and self-cultivation is based on it, when there is no desire and quietness, no heart and emptiness, no self-seeing, self-cultivation, and not holding ......"
The preaching of a saint is extraordinary. The supreme Dao method spit out from Hongjun's mouth, the Dao sound is faint, the ground is surging golden lotus, like a saliva lotus, the fragrance is incomparable, the aura is like a dragon, flying in the air, and the warm purple qi fills the hall. The momentum was huge, Zhang Xue was dumbfounded, and at the same time, a sour feeling couldn't help but rise in her heart, secretly thinking, "Why don't you preach with such pomp, and the two saints in the West in the future will definitely learn from Hongjun, no wonder every time you preach, the scene is huge." ”
And the people who listened to the sermon on the side also gained a lot, and some of the subtle and unknown places in the previous perception of the Tao suddenly opened up, like a long drought and a rainstorm, and suddenly the whole body was refreshed to the pores, and the realm of cultivation was even more rubbing up.
As time passed, Hongjun's sermons became more and more esoteric and difficult to understand. Because Sanqing was incarnated by Pangu Yuanshen, he has the legacy of opening the sky, plus a small part of Pangu's own perception of the Great Road, but the old god who also listens is there.
Receiving and mentioning sometimes nod, sometimes shaking head, sometimes showing great suffering. Nuwa frowned from time to time, and smiled from time to time, while the rest of the people were either sad, happy, or frowning, and so on, and the entire Zixiao Palace was full of all kinds of things in the world.
But Zhang Xue was bored and almost fell asleep a hundred years after Hongjun's preaching, but she was embarrassed to disturb Nuwa and them, after all, this was also a rare opportunity for them, so they had no choice but to enter the body with their thoughts and understand the law.
Time passed slowly, three thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, everyone was immersed in Hongjun's supreme avenue, at this moment, Hongjun, who was originally preaching, suddenly closed his mouth and stopped preaching, and everyone woke up from the supreme dao realm, not uncomfortable for a while, but they didn't dare to make a loud noise, they could only look at Hongjun helplessly.
After everyone slowly calmed down, Hongjun opened his eyes that had never been opened since he preached, glanced at everyone below, and immediately spoke: "I have obtained half of the creation jade from West Kunlun, obtained three thousand avenues, and are in charge of the order of the world. ”
As soon as Hongjun said this, everyone below talked about it, just like a vegetable field, noisy and endless, all of them looked at Hongjun with blazing eyes, hoping that they could be valued by Hongjun and accepted as a disciple. This is the first saint in heaven and earth, if you worship under his door, there are many benefits, even the inaction of Lao Tzu looked at Hongjun nervously, let alone others. There's no denying that it's really attractive.
And Hongjun didn't seem to see everyone's expressions, and still said lightly: "Sanqing, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
Sanqing was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, and hurriedly stood up from the futon, and bowed down to Hongjun together: "Disciples Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tongtian meet the teacher, may the teacher have a boundless life!" Then he stood up and stood aside ignoring the envious and jealous eyes of everyone.
Now it's okay, the six of them took three at once, and half of them went, which made everyone very anxious, and even stretched their necks to wait for Hongjun to speak.
"Nuwa, would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Hongjun said as he looked at Nuwa. glanced at Zhang Xue next to him from time to time, obviously afraid of Zhang Xue. After listening to Hongjun's words, Nuwa did not agree immediately, but looked at Zhang Xue, her eyes full of inquiry.
"Well, what's the use of asking me. I thought to myself, but I still nodded involuntarily, after all, the little old man Hongjun is still quite powerful, and worshipping him as a teacher is also Nuwa's chance.
Seeing Zhang Xue nodding, Nuwa said happily, "The disciple is willing." ”
Hongjun looked at Nuwa and Zhang Xue's eyebrows, and secretly thought, "The relationship between this Nuwa and that demon is still extraordinary, it seems that there will be a little trouble for Nuwa in the future." ............”
At this time, Zhun Ti on the side suddenly rushed to Hongjun, kowtowed and shouted: "Teacher, my brother and I have deep roots and a wide range of blessings. In order to listen to your teachings, our brothers and sisters have worked tirelessly and painstakingly to come from remote western places just so that we can serve by our teacher's side! As he spoke, he began to cry.
Zhang Xue listened to Zhun Ti's words below, and couldn't help but be happy, "This Zhun Ti is really superb, but I admire him a lot, in order to seek the Tao completely shameless, he can do such a humiliating thing in front of everyone, be despised and looked down upon, presumably his heart must be very uncomfortable now, but he still did it, it is really impossible not to let himself not admire." This may be the real one who has great perseverance. ”
In this regard, Zhang Xue is about to have the idea of accepting them as apprentices, but it is a pity that the two of them are not very good in other aspects, and they can be said to be the role of white-eyed wolves, which can be seen from the future performance of the two.
And Hongjun listened to Zhun Ti's words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he looked at Zhun Ti coldly, and then looked at the introduction of a bitter gourd face, and thought about it for a long time.
It wasn't until the hearts of Zhun Ti and Jieyin kept falling and were about to fall to the bottom that Hongjun suddenly said: "You and the others are also people with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great fortune, but they have a shallow relationship with me." ”
Hongjun's words are like a cold winter wax moon, and the two of them are cool, cool. With a dead face, Hongjun said again: "But you two can be named disciples for me, are you willing?"
However, the change came too quickly, and the two who were still dead faces just now were immediately stunned by the surprise in front of them, and hurriedly thanked them: "The disciple is willing, the disciple is willing." "Even if you can't be a proper apprentice, it's good to be a registered disciple.
The people below were all dumbfounded, and sighed in their hearts, "No, it's okay, why wasn't it me just now." They looked at the two of them stupidly, their faces full of jealousy and regret.
Looking at the expressions of the people below, Zhang Xue couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, there are some things that you have to grasp by yourself, if you miss it, you miss it, if everyone is like Zhun Ti at that time, these last two holy positions may be replaced, but unfortunately there is no if in the world." I didn't cherish it at the beginning, so what right do I have to regret and envy now? To be honest, people are really cheap sometimes, and they often know how to cherish when they lose them. It's sad, it's sad. At this moment, Zhang Xue seemed to have comprehended something, and as if there was nothing, and her heart couldn't help but feel heavy.
"Now that my apprenticeship is full, let's retreat, Zixiao Palace will open the avenue for the second time after three thousand years, and you can come back then." The man had disappeared into the futon.
Seeing that the protagonist Hongjun was gone, the people below couldn't help but look at each other, and they had to get up and leave, and come back after three thousand years.