A welcoming banquet.

Liu Qingming is easier to approach than Si Mingguan thought.

As the most beloved disciple of Master Zhenchi, and also known as the one with profound attainments in the art of formations among the younger generation, although Liu Qingming's strength is still in the late stage of foundation building, it can only be said that people cannot be generalized.

Whether it is his resources, background or connections, they are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Such a noble young man of the immortal way, on the contrary, is not like these little people who have to plan everything they do, and can do whatever he wants.

He found the secular dynasty interesting and was not afraid of delaying his cultivation. He was also in the mood to learn more about it, which showed his leisurely nature.

If they do the same, they will most likely be labeled as "not doing their job properly" and deserve not to be promoted.

But if this matter happened to Liu Qingming, we can only say that this young man is knowledgeable and talented, and has learned from many people. He even has a profound understanding of mundane matters, which is truly admirable.

It turns out that the standards for judging the same thing are not consistent when dealing with different people.

During the sumptuous banquet, Liu Qingming mentioned Mohism, Confucianism and Legalism several times, which made Si Mingguan feel a little regretful.

I thought you were a disciple obsessed with formations and would be most interested in the formations of the Xia Dynasty. How could I have known that you would actually delve into the Xia Dynasty's way of governing the country?

If he had known this, he should have learned about the history of the Xia Dynasty. No matter if it was useful or not, at least he could have a good chat with Master Liu, right? Instead of just nodding and responding like he was doing now, flattering him in a bland way, like a reincarnated bootlicker, which was too meaningless.

Fortunately, Liu Qingming was probably used to this kind of treatment and did not continue to talk in depth about this topic. Instead, he talked about the local customs.

"After the Sky Lock Cave was opened, the spiritual energy in this world became more active than ever before. I don't know how many opportunities and fortunes will come into being, and what kind of waves will be set off.

It's a pity that on the way here, I saw that the sky lock had been opened, and the changes in this world were very drastic. I don't know how many countries were destroyed here, and the wars never stopped.

Between prosperity and decline, gains and losses, thousands of years of changes are condensed into just a few decades. How can this not be astonishing? "

Liu Qingming said with emotion as he tasted the precious wine brought out from the Xia Dynasty Palace.

"Life in the world is like weeds, withering and growing year after year. Even if a wildfire burns the ground into ashes, it will be green again next year. People are the same year after year, so how many people pay attention?

Only those who stand out from the weeds and become towering trees can stand out from the wind and rain and stand proudly in the world. Even if there is a wildfire, the trunk will not be worn down, and even if there is a storm, the branches and leaves will not be damaged. This is the pursuit of our generation of practitioners. "

Si Mingguan was shocked. If you mention this, I won’t be sleepy anymore. “For ordinary people, a few short decades pass by leisurely, leaving no trace.

Only someone like Master Liu, who is destined to grow into a towering tree, is willing to bend down and look at the weeds and ordinary plants on the ground. It is already very difficult for him to take care of himself. "

There is a lot of Zen in these words.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have always seen pigs run.

Although Si Mingguan did not have special knowledge of the history of the Xia Dynasty, he had done a lot of dealings with secular dynasties.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those dynasties that were proud of the world would collapse. Changing an emperor every few decades was nothing, and there were many cases of directly changing the country's name.

If you have to write down all these, then you won't have to do anything in this life, and what's the point of cultivating immortality ?

Do not rest with the plants and trees, do not fear the changes of mountains and rivers, and do not change because of the secular world!

With great power added to you, you stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun and the moon.

When you are angry, the sky and the earth change color; when you live in peace, the whole world is peaceful!

Each immortal has his own mountain.

This is a solitary road, how can one linger everywhere? A person's energy is always limited. If you use it to seek the truth, you will have less energy to pay attention to too many "trivia".

As a foundation-building cultivator who has lived for two hundred years, Si Mingguan feels deeply about this point.

Who is not warm-hearted when young? But a hundred years have passed, rain and wind have blown, old friends have gone away, old friends have passed away, new names have come into our ears, and heroes who make our blood boil have appeared one after another.

He is no longer the person who first climbed the path to immortality, and he has also realized that he is not the protagonist of this world.

But in the story, he is just a passerby who can only cheer from the sidelines.

It's lucky that you weren't shot to death.

Having lived for two hundred years and still being in the stage of building his foundation, it already shows that he really has no talent for cultivation and has to turn to business-related careers.

It is probably impossible to obtain the golden elixir in this lifetime and ask heaven for another 500 years.

Naturally, there is no longer the courage to strive for the first place.

Young people have the vitality that the elderly envy, and the elderly have experience that young people cannot match.

But experience can still be accumulated, but once the spirit is lost, the vitality will no longer be there.

"I am deeply touched by what Senior Brother Si said."

Liu Qingming nodded slightly at first, then said: "Weeds wither and flourish every year, and are reborn every year. They are passed down in an orderly manner. Even if they are burned by wildfires, they can still grow. Isn't it the same for people? Weeds that cannot be burned will eventually be forged stronger by the fierce fire, just like the Xia Dynasty.

Along the way, I have seen many secular dynasties, wars were everywhere, countless countries were destroyed, countless families were ruined, the people were displaced, and bones were scattered in the wild.

But the Xia Dynasty, which existed in the same world, was a completely different scene. There was no war or famine, and the people were rich and lived a healthy life. Could it be that the Xia Dynasty was a weed compared to other countries? It was like a towering tree after a wildfire! If we regard it as a weed, then everything will be covered in dust and its splendor will not be revealed. This is not the way to cultivate.

"Senior Brother Liu is right."

Si Mingguan nodded and smiled, but did not continue the topic.

Isn't the Xia Dynasty like Senior Brother Liu in the immortal world, and aren't the other countries like him?

We are in the same world, but our circumstances are completely different!

Should we blame other countries for not working hard enough, or should we blame the Xia Dynasty for working too hard? It's hard to say.

It's not that he doesn't want to forge ahead bravely, but after more than two hundred years and countless efforts, he has long realized the fact that he is a rotten wood.

Grand ceremonies and the attendance of all nations are not something that can be achieved by the efforts of one person alone.

There is only one Xia Dynasty here, but the country is full of wars.

Liu Qingming had lofty ambitions, so he admired the Xia Dynasty.

But what he saw was the rise and fall of other countries, which served as a warning to themselves.

Neither of them was at fault. It was just that he lacked talent and couldn't force it.

Of course a tiger can feel pity for the mouse, but that does not prevent the tiger from eating meat.

It is enough for the mouse to be happy just to have a taste of meat.

Different people have different ways of survival. Even if they are in the same place and under the same sky, there are still differences.

After they had enough food and drink, Si Mingguan stood up and said, "Brother Liu, do you want to rest for a few days, or go and see Xia Chao's formation first?"

"Since we are here, it would be okay to stay for a while."

Liu Qingming said casually: "In a few years, the world will undergo another great change. For now, it may not be a bad idea to choose a comfortable and satisfying place to wait."

Si Mingguan's eyes lit up. It seemed that Senior Brother Liu did have a favorable impression of Xia Chao. Those ordinary spiritual treasures were indeed not valued by this outstanding person. What he wanted to fight for was a greater fortune. "In this case, shall I introduce Emperor Xia to you?"

"I do want to meet Emperor Xia."

Liu Qingming nodded slightly, "Since they can stand out from the world in this chaotic world, the Xia Dynasty must have produced many talented people and worked hard for a hundred years. Master once said that everything is a practice. If we can get the true taste from it, it will be a great gain."

A remote palace.

Emperor Qizhi meets Liu Qingming.

We had a great conversation.

The two chatted from day to night, and asked the waiter to light candles so that they could talk all night long.

From time to time, someone would bring up a few books.

Even Emperor Qizhi himself did not expect that among these practitioners, there were actually people who were interested in the history of the Xia Dynasty.

When it comes to understanding of the history of the Xia Dynasty, apart from Mr. Gu, who says he is second, no one dares to say he is first.

Emperor Xia was able to provide evidence for many unknown secret details, which were naturally different from the opinions of the opposition, but had their own flavor.

Liu Qingming nodded repeatedly after hearing this, sighing from time to time.

If we really want to tell the history of the Xia Dynasty over a hundred years in detail, one day is certainly not enough, but there is no problem in explaining the general outline.

When Emperor Qizhi talked about the death of the Legalist leader Shang a few years ago, even Liu Qingming couldn't help but say with regret: "I wish I could have come here ten years earlier to meet such a great man. I wish I could have come here a hundred years earlier to drink and talk about the world with Mozi, Xunzi, Qinzi and others."

Many emotions are common among people.

Although they are just heroes and saints who stand tall among the mortal world, they have their own value as long as they can be admired by others.

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This kind of charm of knowing the glorious life of the most outstanding figures in the world in a short period of time is truly unparalleled, and one can't help but wish to stand shoulder to shoulder with it.

As the saying goes, when you see a virtuous person, you should strive to emulate him. This is exactly the truth.

"Although the past is long gone, their names will always be recorded in the history books of the Xia Dynasty. The Xia Dynasty could not have been what it is today without their efforts. As the Emperor of Xia, I am also deeply inspired by them and dare not relax for a moment."

Qizhidi concluded.

"The Xia Dynasty is indeed worthy of the efforts of its predecessors. From the three troubles of the people proposed by Mozi to the prosperity of the Xia Dynasty today. If Mozi is still alive, he must be very pleased."

Liu Qingming said with emotion.

"Are there spirits in heaven? May I ask Master Liu, since you are an immortal, do the underworld and the underworld exist in this world? Can the dead meet in another place?"

When mentioning this matter, Emperor Qizhi asked with great curiosity.

The underworld and the Yellow Springs Road, these things have always had a considerable influence among the people.

But whether it is true or not, only the dead know.

The idea that one can accumulate good deeds has been passed down.

Even Mozi, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, put forward the idea of ​​Ming ghosts, although this Ming ghost was not the same concept as the ghosts in the secular world.

There is no doubt that many people still believe that if one does evil in life, he will suffer after death. Even a three-year-old child has heard of the legend of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Ordinary people dare not speak nonsense, but immortals should make clear judgments, right ?

Liu Qingming frowned slightly. This question was indeed difficult to answer. He could only say ambiguously, "Maybe it exists."

"perhaps?"

Emperor Qi Zhi was somewhat surprised and asked, "Even the Immortal Master can't be sure?"

"Souls do exist, and there are indeed people who remain after death. As for the netherworld where people continue to live in a different place in the form of 'death', it is not impossible to see it.

If that is the case, who can say that Huangquan Jiuyou really does not exist? Even the figures of people from thousands of years ago can still be imprinted in today, and it is always right to be in awe. "

Liu Qingming said after careful consideration.

"I see."

Emperor Qizhi nodded slightly. Although this was the first time he met this person, he did not have the arrogance of ordinary practitioners. To be precise, he disdained the kind of superficial arrogance.

This is a truly extraordinary genius who cannot be viewed by ordinary people.

"By the way, I heard that Master Liu came here for the formation in the Xia Dynasty Palace."

After a pleasant conversation, Emperor Qizhi took out a wooden token that was slightly smaller than the formation token in the hands of the Fish Dragon Guard and handed it to Liu Qingming, then said: "This item can ensure that Master Liu will not be harmed by the formation."

"ha."

Liu Qingming smiled slightly.

The formation set up by the mortal world can hurt him?

I'm afraid I'm thinking too much.

However, it was hard to refuse such a good intention, so I simply accepted it and said, "Thank you, Emperor Xia, for your kindness."

"It's getting late today, so I don't want to bother Master Liu anymore. If you're interested, you can come and watch the formation tomorrow."

Emperor Qizhi said.

"Sure, sure."

Liu Qingming said casually.

He originally came out of the mountains to travel around the world, and what he saw and heard along the way was his gain.

As for studying formations As a disciple obsessed with formations, what can't he learn? He has seen all the most sophisticated formations.

I came here just because I had nothing to do, so I might as well take a look at the wild ways of the mortal world and see how to construct formations full of mistakes and loopholes according to ancient books.

A formation fanatic once said: Even a person who knows nothing about formations may be able to gain some insights into the art of formations.

People who do not practice according to a routine and are not bound by imaginative thinking may indeed have a flash of inspiration.

After all, even a fool can make one wise decision.

But the majority are just rotten wood after all. Even the occasional amazing piece of writing is drowned in endless tiles. Whether you can gain something from it depends on your personal understanding.

The next day, the sky was bright.

Si Mingguan couldn't wait to call out Liu Qingming.

He had been suppressed by the Xia Dynasty's formation before, and knew that it was a very powerful formation, so he was quite confident.

If he could win Liu Qingming's favor, it would be of great benefit to him.

The two did not go to the court hall to study, in order to avoid accidentally demolishing the Xia Dynasty palace, but came to the front of the palace, next to the two upright pillars.

"Brother Liu, look! Those two thousand-year-old golden gui woods are where the formation's core and chess pieces are!"

Si Mingguan pointed to the magnificent golden pillar with carved dragons and phoenixes, and spoke.

In order to give Liu Qingming an unexpected surprise, he had never mentioned this matter before.

"Oh? The thousand-year-old golden jade tree is used as the center and chess pieces of the formation?"

Liu Qingming showed a hint of surprise. That was the main material of the Dukong Flying Boat and was not suitable for use in formations, let alone engraving formations on it.

He walked quickly to the two thousand-year-old golden trees and looked at them carefully. A little light gathered in his eyes, which was a special pupil technique.

However, the more Liu Qingming looked, the more surprised he was, and the shock on his face could hardly be suppressed.

After standing aside and watching for a long time, Liu Qingming finally couldn't help but say the second sentence.

"This is impossible!" (End of this chapter)