Chapter 413: Wen Dao

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"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides. The leap years are more than a year old, and the laws of Lu adjust the sun. The clouds make rain, and the dew turns into frost. ..., ... "

Yu Liang held in his hand the "Thousand-Character Essay" written by the great Confucian himself and studied it word by word.

As he concentrated on observing, the words seemed to be injected with life, like smart insects, one by one they jumped on the paper and then wormed their way into his mind.

In his mind, a magnificent scene described by "The Thousand Character Essay" appeared:

The sky is blue and black, the earth is yellow, the sun and moon alternate, and the stars line up. Cold comes and summer comes, the years go by, and the twelve rhythms of the harmony of heaven and earth play in this alternation of yin and yang.

The clouds rise and the rain falls, and the dew turns into frost...

These vivid pictures, like real natural scenes, unfolded in his mind one by one.

When the pictures depicted by all the words emerged in his mind one by one, these pictures began to twist and change, and finally turned into words, which were deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Is this the foundation of literature?"

Yu Liang slowly put down the "Thousand Character Essay" in his hand, closed his eyes and concentrated, immersed in this wonderful experience.

He seemed to be able to feel the power contained in those words.

"Use words to write down the insights of life, the rhythm of nature, the laws of heaven and earth!"

After a while, he opened his eyes, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a poem:

"A general is born to be brave and courageous, with a Qishui Yanfei saber across his waist."

As the pen tip beat on the paper, every handwriting seemed to be given life, and a vivid picture emerged in Yu Liang's mind:

A mighty general stood on the battlefield. He was wearing armor, his eyes were like torches, and a wild goose feather sword as bright as autumn water hung across his waist. His heroic ambition seemed to soar into the sky.

Yu Liang slowly closed his eyes.

In the quiet environment, his breathing gradually synchronized with the surrounding environment, and his mind gradually became better.

Time seems to have lost its meaning here. Yu Liang is immersed in this wonderful realization, feeling the shock brought by every word.

He seemed to be able to touch the soul of the general through these words and feel the majesty and momentum in him.

Unknowingly, Yu Liang began to exude a majesty and momentum similar to that of the general.

There was an inviolable and awe-inspiring look between his brows, as if he had become a general commanding thousands of troops, ready to cut off all obstacles with his sword at any time.

This majesty and momentum were not deliberately imitated or pretended, but were naturally exuded after he realized the power of literature and art.

At this moment, Yu Liang felt as if he had merged with the general, galloping together on the vast battlefield.

When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with an unprecedented light.

"Is this the power of literature?"

Ta~ta~ta~

Just as Yu Liang was deep in thought, footsteps came from the door of the bookstore.

He put down the book and looked up.

I saw three women walking towards me.

Among the three people, the young lady in the middle is dressed simply, but judging from the material of her clothes and the temperament she exudes, she is obviously rich or noble. Even the two maids accompanying her look different.

Although Yu Liang was confused, it was rare to have a customer in such a remote and simple bookstore. How could such a customer come today?

But he immediately organized his thoughts, stood up, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Welcome, the store is newly opened and the books are not yet complete..." Yu Liang greeted politely.

Before he finished speaking, the rich lady interrupted him softly. She took out a rolled-up piece of paper from her wide sleeves and handed it to Yu Liang.

He asked in that clear and sweet voice, as sweet as a silver bell:

"Did you keep this poem?"

Yu Liang took the manuscript and unfolded it. What was recorded on it was the poem he wrote after watching a poetry meeting in a restaurant when he first arrived here.

【Who will cut the Yitian Sword to create the Yitian Peak? The water is rushing behind you, and the other mountains are facing each other. The trees are green and misty, and the cliffs are covered with thick white clouds. It rained heavily all night, and a poisonous dragon appeared in front of us. 】

Um~

Just when Yu Liang was thinking about how to answer.

The other party spoke again: "I have investigated before coming here. This poem has not been handed down before. It must have been written by a hermit."

"As long as you can introduce me or tell me some information about this hermit, I will give you a generous reward."

Hearing this, Yu Liang shook his head with some regret and replied:

"I'm sorry, I actually found this poem by accident on a stone. I don't know who the author of this poem is."

Hearing this, the young lady nodded thoughtfully and whispered to herself: "Poems are carved on stone."

Then he asked Yu Liang: "Where did you see that stone?"

Yu Liang did not answer this question directly.

Seeing this, the other party said: "Tell me, I will not miss out on your benefits."

As she spoke, a maid next to her took out a money bag and threw it directly to Yu Liang.

Yu Liang weighed it with his hands, listened to the sound of money in the money bag, and then said with a smile: "Huashan!"

Hearing the name Huashan, the woman thought for a moment, then nodded in approval:

"Well, that's right. This poem must have been written by the hermit on a whim when he was traveling in Huashan, and then he casually carved it on the stone beside him."

After saying that, she took the two maids and left Yu Liang's bookstore again.

After watching them leave, Yu Liang opened the purse in his hand and found that there were more than 20 taels of gold in it.

"Rich!"

Yu Liang couldn't help but sigh at the other party's generosity.

"Just when I was short of money to buy books, I have money now!"

To be honest, with Yu Liang's ability, he should not be short of money.

But in order to keep a low profile, he tried his best to maintain his ordinary persona and do everything in a low-key manner.

Since coming here, the only high-profile thing is probably the poem he left in the restaurant when he first came.

Yu Liang returned to the counter.

Then he picked up the "Thousand Characters" again.

This kind of manuscript written by a great scholar not only helps to forge the foundation of literature and Taoism, but also assists in the practice of literature and Taoism.

The process of mobilizing and releasing the power of literature and Taoism is a mysterious process of combining spirit and text, which involves the practitioner's deep understanding and realization of text.

First of all,

Understanding the text: In-depth study and understanding of specific texts or chapters, these texts contain profound truths. By understanding the meaning behind the text, resonate with the text.

Spiritual resonance: When the understanding of the text reaches a certain level, the spirit will resonate with the power contained in the text.

Power gathering: Through continuous resonance and understanding, the power of Wendao begins to gather in the body. The strength of the power depends on the depth of understanding of the text.

Mind guidance: When the power of Wendao accumulates to a certain level in the body, the release of this power is guided by the mind.

Text externalization: Externalize this power by writing, reciting or silently chanting specific texts. These texts become the carrier of power, conveying the practitioner's thoughts to the outside world.

Power release: As the text is released, the power of Wendao will also act on the target object or environment. This power may manifest as healing, protection, enlightenment or other forms of influence, depending on the intention and the text used.

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