Seven days later, Sidaozong Lingshan.
The top of Lingshan Mountain is covered with fog and mist. Half of the mountain is shrouded in smoke and clouds. The top of the mountain is higher than the clouds. At a glance, it seems that the white clouds are like swords cutting Lingshan Mountain in half.
At noon, the bright red sun is rising on the top of Lingshan Mountain, like a golden crow holding a cloud fairy, and strands of colorful auspicious clouds are surrounding the red sun like silk and satin.
Seeing the majesty of Jinshan Mountain at sunrise, Zhang Zheng among the bustling crowd at the bottom of the mountain kept looking up in trance.
Lingshan is the top of all the mountains in the world of cultivation. With just one glance, the sacredness of Lingshan is engraved in the heart and is shocking.
On the central high platform at the bottom of the mountain, a figure stood in the light, standing like a pine and cypress, with a cold and hard face showing no expression, but not angry or intimidating, and the aura was compelling.
He also raised his head and gazed at the image of Lingshan. He lowered his head abruptly and his eyes fell on the young monks. He did not open his mouth, but his convincing and steady voice spread thousands of miles and rang in the ears of every monk.
"Lingshan is about to open, and the Sidao Sect would like to wish you all a smooth journey and a smooth journey to immortality!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling beam of light soared into the sky from the top of Lingshan Mountain. Dragons and phoenixes circled auspiciously. The sky and the earth wanted to connect with each other, and the sound of the mountains and rivers suddenly appeared on the center of Zhang Zheng's eyebrows. His body turned into golden light and flew in.
The pillar of light from heaven and earth.
Thousands of golden lights escaped into the light pillar. The light of the light pillar dimmed instantly and gradually disappeared, and the colorful auspicious clouds dispersed.
For Zhang Zheng, she only saw the golden light exploding in front of her eyes, the sound of wind in her ears, her eyes closed and opened, and the scene in front of her was completely different.
It's dark, dark, and cramped.
This is Zhang Zheng's first feeling. It is clear that there is no limit to spiritual consciousness or spiritual power here, but spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate the darkness at all. The three-inch firelight is like a solitary lamp in the darkness. The flame is bright and hot, but it cannot shine.
Half a hair dark.
Is this the realm of mountains and seas?
Why does it look like this?
Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand in confusion, but before he could stretch his hand, he touched the hard and rough stone walls on both sides.
She stretched her hand towards the top of her head again, leaving only about a head's length free.
This corridor is probably too narrow.
Zhang Zheng secretly complained in her heart, why her opening trip to the Mountain and Sea Realm was not at all the same as what Elder Duan said, and the promised opportunities for spiritual treasures everywhere!
No matter how much he complained about his dissatisfaction, Zhang Zheng had no choice but to walk along the corridor.
Just after walking a certain distance, a faint light appeared in front of him. Zhang Zheng's eyes lit up and he quickened his pace and walked forward.
Zhang Zheng stopped in front of the light and stared blankly at the bright mural on the stone wall in front of him.
The mural covering almost the entire stone wall depicts an old man sitting cross-legged and a child holding a book in front of him and reading aloud. The simple lines of different thicknesses and appropriate shades outline the old man's kind expression and the child's innocent smile.
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Zhang Zheng leaned close to the stone wall, trying to see clearly the contents of the ancient book held by the child.
"The best good is like water. Water is good for all things and has tranquility. It is what everyone hates..."
Zhang Zheng murmured, his clear voice was very slow and soft, his expression was as if he was intoxicated, and he understood the true meaning.
"Living in a good place, having a good heart, giving good deeds, speaking good faith..."
The voice stopped, and Zhang Zheng subconsciously stretched out her hand to turn the pages of the book. She suddenly came back to reality when she felt the hard stone wall at her fingertips.
Withdrawing her hand dejectedly, Zhang Zheng sighed in despair and drooped her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, she finally found a Taoist book, but it was a mural on a stone wall that could not allow her to understand Taoism at a glance.
But even if it was only a few words, she could read them half-understood and not understand the meaning, so she simply sat down on the spot, imitating the old man to sit cross-legged, and closed her eyes to comprehend these simple sentences that could be seen.
In the darkness, the lustrous mural suddenly lit up, and bits and pieces of fluorescence overflowed from the light lines, heading towards Zhang Zhenglong, who was closing her eyes in thought, and immersed into her body.
The old man with a white beard wears a gray beard, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is full of smiles.
In front of him, the child tried hard to hold up his thin chest, holding an open book in his hand, smiling innocently, "Sir, I have memorized the entire book, please teach me my homework."
The old man laughed heartily, and his calm gaze fell on the pages of the book spread out in the child's hands, "Just because you've memorized it doesn't mean you've finished learning."
"Then how do you think you've finished studying? I've already memorized it all by heart." The child pouted unhappily.
"Okay, then let me test you. What is water?"
"What is water?" The child repeated the question, his black and white eyes twitching, and then he raised a bright smile.
"The greatest good is like water. Water is good for all things and has tranquility. It is disliked by many people, so it is close to the Tao."
"Students believe that water is the highest good, the highest good. It does not change based on people's likes and dislikes. It stays quiet and brings happiness to all life."
"Where is Shuishan?"
"Living in a good place, having a good heart, giving good deeds, speaking good faith, governing well, doing good things, and doing good things at the right time. Water is good at many things. To live in a good place is to choose a suitable place to live, so water chose a low place, and because of
The heart of the water is kind to the abyss, and the mind is broad, so it can become as big as the sea..."
The old man stroked his beard and laughed, and stroked the child's soft black hair with his big palm, "That's good, that's good."
"Do you know what this goodness means?"
"The teacher praises students for their goodness because they understand the true meaning of this sentence and attain the Tao. Having the Tao means goodness."
The old man's eyes were as bright as a torch and he was full of energy. "Thieves also have their own ways. The market praises a thief for being a good thief. What does this goodness mean?"
The child replied without hesitation: "This is what I am good at."
"A good thief steals, a kind person shows kindness. Let me ask you again, what is the best thing?"
The child was thinking hard, his brows knitted together, and his little mouth kept moving and murmuring softly.
After a long while, the child's eyes were bright and clear, with a smile on his face, "There is no virtue in the world, so there is virtue. If you are good, you can do evil without virtue. Water is the best, and there is virtue in it."
The old man put his palms together and laughed, "Goodness cannot be established without virtue. It is good, it is good."
An old man, a little boy, you answer me on the road, and you follow the instructions to understand the reason.
Zhang Zheng looked at the two of them blankly, with eyes full of questions and enlightenment.
The old man and the child looked back quickly, staring into Zhang Zheng's eyes. The old man stroked his beard and laughed, and they both asked: "Do you understand?"
Zhang Zheng's eyes were focused and bright, he bowed deeply and bowed solemnly, and said sternly: "Students are stupid. Even though they have some understanding, they are still confused."
The old man nodded, his white eyebrows and black eyes like a gift carved into him by thousands of years of vicissitudes of life. He looked at Zhang Zheng with kind and gentle eyes, "Goodness means knowing is knowing and not knowing is not knowing. I will give you another lesson."
The old man waved his sleeves, and the book in the child's hand turned into a sparkling starlight and flew into the center of Zhang Zheng's eyebrows.
"You only get enlightenment once, it's up to you whether you stay or leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figures of the old man and the child turned into nothingness. The mural in front of him remained the same, but the book opened in the child's hand disappeared out of thin air.
Chapter completed!