ask the world

Ever since Yang Wenfeng became famous, messages about him in the entire Yuling City have never ceased. In addition, academician Liu Yan and those young leaders have contributed to this storm in recent days, but no matter what the outside world is, Yang Wenfeng has never paid attention to it.

In the past few days, he has devoted himself to perfecting his martial arts and overthrowing the path he took before. Although he has integrated the strength of his whole body into his flesh and blood, this path is just the beginning. This is his martial arts, and it can only be done by He went down alone.

After countless attempts and changes, his martial arts is now facing a hurdle, and he needs an opportunity to break through. He doesn't understand what this opportunity is and can only wait.In addition, the most important thing is how to take the next road. Since he doesn't want to take the shortcut that most people practice, he has to open up another one by himself.

Since he doesn't want to nourish Qi in his body, he can only find a way to integrate the vitality of heaven and earth into his martial arts in another way. His idea itself is to continuously integrate those vitality into flesh and blood to strengthen his body, but now he has not stepped into the realm of perception. environment, unable to feel and absorb vitality.

In addition, even if he stepped into the path of perception, it might not be feasible, after all, this is a path that no one has ever traveled.

Now that he has decided to become number one in the world in martial arts, how can he surpass those old immortals who have already known this way by following the old path?If he couldn't surpass them, if he couldn't become number one in the world, then this martial art would be meaningless to Yang Wenfeng.

In the end, after properly sorting out his state, the most important thing for Yang Wenfeng now is to break through the foundation and step into perception. Only when he steps into the perception of his martial arts can he really start. The opportunity for this breakthrough may be the state of mind or other things. At this moment It was useless for him to worry.

During this period of time when he had nothing to do, Yang Wenfeng also paid attention to some people and things. Apart from the subjugated princess, there was also the son of the former patrol battalion commander who loved horses, but neither of them had any movement.

Another thing that distracted him was the so-called "exchange of talent and learning." Liu Yan claimed to be the academician of the Imperial Academy who most strictly abided by the etiquette of saints, but some clues could be seen from his background.

Liu Yan was born in Huai'an in the north of the Yangtze River, and he was from the same hometown as the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites belonged to the prince's side, so it was understandable for the other party to make trouble for Yang Wenfeng.

Looking at some of Liu Yan's books, the opponents are indeed knowledgeable and reasonable. In addition, the few co-signed leaders are by no means ordinary people, but it is too natural to want to crush Yang Wenfeng to death just by relying on them. .

Reading wisely, flipping through books and reading books is just a journey of one's own mind. If you have the Tao in your heart and stick to it, you will go forward indomitable.

If scholars of my generation dare not stick to their own principles, and if they don’t have the determination of thousands of people to follow through, all the principles they read and understand will be nothing but the food of others.

The other party decided on the "Liuli Pavilion", which is also a famous place in Yuling.When Tianyuan established the country and respected Confucianism, the Liuli Pavilion was built by Emperor Wu. Later, there were Liuli Pavilions all over Tianyuan, in order to represent the "six virtues" of Confucianism.

On this day, Yang Wenfeng went to the appointment on time. Before going to the appointment, there were expert guards secretly arranged by the Yang family, but Yang Wenfeng stopped him, just like he wanted to lure the snake out of the hole before.

After practicing these days, Yang Wenfeng vaguely felt that the opportunity for his breakthrough must put him in a real death situation, so that he might have a chance. This kind of opportunity can almost be said to be exchanged for Yang Wenfeng's life, and he had to change it. .

This is Yang Wenfeng's character. If he is obsessed with something, he must perfect the thing he is obsessed with. This was the case with studying in his previous life, and it is also the same with practicing Taoism in this life.

Now he has to face those opponents who are several times stronger than him. If he can survive against the enemy, he will have a chance to break through. He would rather risk his life for that opportunity than stagnate.

As the name suggests, there are six pavilions connected within six miles, and there are winding paths within the six pavilions.When Yang Wenfeng entered the first pavilion, there was a young gentleman waiting for him. This young gentleman was reading and drinking tea alone in the pavilion, and he had the aura of being unmoved by the wind and rain.

"The sound of the wind and the rain, the sound of reading, the sound is in your ears. If you are also a scholar, you should be familiar with the rites of a saint. Have you ever read what I have seen and read?" The young man put the book in his hand on the stone table. It is clearly the self-cultivation chapter in "Book of Rites".

"The sage said, self-cultivation to rule the country and the world, you can't even cultivate yourself, how can you know the rites of a sage, and how can you have real talents?" The other party was aggressive and pressed every step of the way.

Hearing what the other party said, Yang Wenfeng smiled: "It's really stupid. You keep talking about being a saint, and I never said that I want to be a saint, nor have I ever thought about pursuing the way of a saint. Why are you making such noise?"

Yang Wenfeng's words caused the young master to be surprised.In fact, he has some friendship with Hua Fei and Song Qi. Before coming here, he already believed that the poem was written by the other party. Originally, according to his understanding, since the other party has talent, he must be a Confucianist like him. But it occurred to him that this was all wishful thinking on his part.

"Also, I don't think you need to read the "Book of Rites". What does self-cultivation and governing the country have to do with being talented and learning? Even if I am drunk, I am more talented than you. If you are not convinced, you can learn from me." Drunk and dreaming!" Yang Wenfeng stared at the other party with ill intentions.

This group of people wanted to humiliate and damage Yang Wenfeng in terms of Confucianism. How could Yang Wenfeng not see it?Choosing Liuliting from the opponent is enough to explain the problem.But their method is useful to other scholars, but it is irrelevant to Yang Wenfeng.

He admires the Confucian style of those who are high-spirited and abiding by morality, and has read countless Confucian classics, but he is not a fanatical follower of Confucianism.Those Confucian things that are more important than life to him are just countless beautiful scenery in the past. It is lucky to get it, and he will not force it if he can't get it.

In this way, the methods of these great Confucianists and talented scholars who are well-educated in Confucianism will be nothing to him, Yang Wenfeng, who was already invincible before he came.

"I've never seen such a brazen person like you, don't these rites of saints matter to you at all? If so, who are you?"

"It's so pedantic, is a saint not a person? If you don't follow the etiquette they say, you are not a person? If a saint says that people should eat and sleep with dogs, you will do it? Also, cultivate yourself and respect rituals, you can see the border How humble and filthy are those poor people who have nothing to cover their bodies and food to eat? The only thing in their life is to live. Where is your so-called courtesy? Maybe they are not human in your eyes!" Yang Wenfeng asked repeatedly He asked the other party a few questions, so the Confucian scholar immediately blushed and then opened his mouth as if he wanted to refute something.

"Believe it or not, if you say one more sentence today, I will give you a sword. Don't saints pay attention to giving up their lives for righteousness? Today I will let you be famous in Yuling, and fulfill your righteousness of sacrificing your life to resist me, a dude, do you dare?" Say one more word?" Yang Wenfeng slapped the dust-free sheath on the opponent's shoulder very coolly, and stared at the indescribable indifference in the opponent's eyes with a smile on his lips.

A little force from Wuchen in his hand will make the opponent bend down and kneel, but the strength in Yang Wenfeng's hand didn't stop, he pressed the opponent down to the ground and couldn't get up.

The embarrassed man on the ground was covered in cold sweat. He knew what kind of abusive and daring person he was facing. Originally, he thought that words and morality could make the other party feel ashamed, but he didn't expect that it was himself who was ashamed.He even felt that he was humiliated by the opponent today, but as long as he resisted the opponent, it would be a good talk.

It's a pity, it's a pity that everything is just his imagination.It was only when the fear and threat of losing his life came that he realized that all the righteousness he knew before had turned into cold sweat at this moment, and at this moment he couldn't help but tremble all over and didn't even dare to say a word.

"Don't worry, killing someone like you will dirty my good sword!" Seeing the kneeling young man Yang Wenfeng who was shaking like a sieve, he smiled contemptuously and turned around with his sword in his hand. He left the pavilion and walked to another pavilion.

One pavilion after another, there are people blocking the way.It's a pity, it's a pity that whether it's the young Confucian scholars or the leaders of the Imperial Academy, what they are targeting Yang Wenfeng is nothing more than the Confucian gentleman's six virtues and other moral and righteous things, and these have no effect on Yang Wenfeng.

Naturally, Yang Wenfeng was not inferior to them in being sharper than his words, not to mention that Yang Wenfeng still had a tendency to be unreasonable and to kill with a single sword, so these passers-by all looked like they were gnashing their teeth but helpless.

It was very easy to walk along the way, each pavilion was over after a cup of tea, and finally Yang Wenfeng reached the last pavilion of the Liuli Pavilion.

This time there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar in the pavilion. The middle-aged Confucian scholar sat cross-legged in front of the pavilion. A piece of snow-white rice paper and two inkstones with two sticks of wolf hair were spread in front of the man.

"Dare to ask, my lord, is this road going in a right way?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar sat upright and was full of righteousness.

"Whether there is a way or not, we have to go on. Dare I ask you, now everyone has a way in their words, but is there a way under their feet?" Yang Wenfeng squinted at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was blocking the way and asked back, The other party was obviously not Liu Yan from the Imperial Academy, but his demeanor was extraordinary.

"When everyone speaks the truth, at least they see the truth in their eyes. It is gratifying and praiseworthy," the other party said calmly and calmly.

"Everyone speaks the truth, but everyone has no way. It's sad and deplorable." Yang Wenfeng took a big step forward, almost stepping on the middle-aged man.

On the snow-white rice paper in front of the Confucian scholar.