The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Snowy, midwinter years.

The cold season is more poignant than the other four seasons, but it is not a good season for the people.

Especially for those impoverished families, this is a season of hunger and cold.

The rich get richer, the poor get poorer, no matter where they are, this is a very ironic life environment.

After this step, Bu Feifan and Jian Liuxian saw too much.

There are frozen bones on the road, and Zhumen's wine and meat are smelly.

Every time he passed by those poor beggars, Bu Feihua would ask Jian Liuxian to take out the dry food in the parcel and send it to him, but if he encounters too many, the dry food will be sent out. It's natural.

"Master..."

Jian Liuxian looked at the beggars who were hungry and cold, and he couldn't bear it. He thought of himself, the same was true of himself back then, but he was very lucky.

That year, he fell at the door of the private school and was taken back to the private school by a passing master.

"Stay in immortals, Martial Dao is Tao, but natural selection is a matter of choice, and birth, old age, sickness and death are also Tao, do you understand?"

There seemed to be some inexplicable deep meaning in the master's voice.

Jian Liuxian's heart was shocked, knowing that Master was pointing himself.

At this moment, Jian Liuxian's eyes flickered and he was meditating. He was thinking about his master's words with his heart.

After a while, he raised his head, met his master's eyes that were as bright as Galaxy Cluster, and answered.

"Master said, Heavenly Dao has Samsara. Birth, old age, sickness and death are all part of Samsara. Everything has Karma, and there must be an effect if there is a cause?"

"Do not!"

Bu Feifan shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you that people must be self-improving, and only by self-improvement can their destiny be changed."

Bu Feifan raised his head, looked at the catkin-like flying snow, picked up the hip flask in his hand and took a sip of strong wine.

Feeling the scorching sensation of the burning fire in the chest, Bufei sighed: "But the word fate is actually a kind of deception. People often think that own destiny is a necessity, and that everything is God’s will and everything is an arrangement of fate. But this is actually a way of saying self-deception. There is no inevitability in a person's life, but it is full of countless karmic events, even coincidences, and all kinds of coincidences that lead to the final result.

This kind of result is not static, and the world is never doomed. In many cases, even one idea, one change, or one unexpected move may produce different results. "

Speaking of this, Bu Feihua looked back melancholy and looked at Jian Liuxian.

"Do you understand it?"

Do you understand it? These words echoed in Jian Liuxian’s ears. Master’s words caused a great shock in his heart. These words are not recorded in the Confucian and Taoist classics. They should be Master’s own perception, but These words revealed a thought.

"A gentleman should continue to strive for self-improvement..."

Jian Liuxian let out a breath and said slowly.

Hearing these words, Bu Fei's eyes brightened, and he looked at Own disciples with some appreciation, "You are very savvy to stay in immortality, but remember, this is not only learning, but also Martial Dao."

At this moment, Bu Feihua suddenly felt a heart move, looking at his disciple's thoughtful face, he decided to teach him personally.

Just one meter from the two of them, there was a dead wooden stake.

"Liuxian, in your opinion, what is the fate of that tree stump?"

Bu Feihua pointed there.

Jian Liuxian's thoughts were interrupted, and seeing the stump pointed by his master, he became more puzzled.

He thought for a while, and said in deep thought: "Its destiny is naturally Death. When it dies, it will naturally decay, turn into rotten wood, and finally turn into mulch."

"Um."

Bu Feifan nodded after listening, without saying a word, that is, neither agree nor disagree.

Suddenly, he took a step and stretched out his palm naturally.

His palm exudes a hazy halo, shrouded on the dead tree stump in Jian Liuxian's strange eyes.

Bu Extraordinary palm seemed to exude a strange power, and then in Jian Liuxian's shocked eyes, the dead wooden stake actually gave birth to a green bud in the thick white snow.

The green sprouts stretched out and continued to grow, turning into a young sapling that grew vigorously in just a few breaths.

Turn from death to life! !

"This is the Great Yin & Yang Hidden Dragon Sword! Only the Great Yin & Yang Hidden Dragon Sword's lifespan offensive can reduce, absorb and release its vitality."

Jian Liuxian only stared at the small sapling, and then shook his head in his heart: "Wait... can the simple big Yin & Yang Hidden Dragon Sword achieve this level? Is this the Deva state? Deva martial Arts return to the origin and turn into the origin of Tao..."

Jian Liuxian, who is a direct disciple of Bu Feihua, has naturally cultivated the Great Yin & Yang Hidden Dragon Sword, so how can he not detect the breath of the Great Yin & Yang Hidden Dragon Sword?

"Do you understand now?"

The extraordinary voice came again.

Jian Liuxian seemed to realize something, but he was hesitant in his eyes.

Bu Feifan glanced at him and sighed: "If there is no external force, the fate of this tree stump is naturally as you said before, but now because of the intervention of this external force, he has reversed his original fate."

"But Master, it's because of your external force's intervention, not its own force. How can this be counted as self-improvement."

Jian Liuxian's words suddenly stopped, his eyes bright and said: "Wait... Master disciple understands, Master, although you use external force, you have transformed own power into its own vitality. This is in line with normal survival. Dao makes it grow like a normal one, absorbing precious nutrients from the outside world, so it can reverse its own destiny."

Self-improvement is a kind of belief, and if a person wants to grow, he must increase his own wisdom. Only when the wisdom is strong enough, will he know more methods, and then learn more nutrients and knowledge, come to Ascension yourself, and make yourself more and more powerful!

The world is boundless, and the two Daoist stand in shadow, staring at the small sapling in front of them.

In the white snow, the little sapling became the only greenery, a rare sight in the world.

At this moment, the young man named Jian Liuxian understood what Martial Dao is and what faith is.

But Bu Jiao is not the case, he has a deeper understanding of the Deva realm.

Half a day later, two Daoist shadows, stepping on the vast wind and snow, marched all the way.

Finally they came to a snowy mountain, both of them were silent, walking up the mountain in the snow one after another.

The heavy snow rushed to cover the ankles, and in the end, the entire knee was submerged in, making it harder and harder to walk forward.

Sweat dripped from Jian Liuxian's forehead, which was seriously inconsistent with the snowy weather in midwinter.

Although it was difficult to walk, Jian Liuxian still gritted his teeth and supported him. He saw too much along the way, whether it was the frozen bones on the road, or the decimal, or the geese flying south, or even the evil faction fighting, or It was the robber's murder and arson.

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