Chapter 153 Hongjun’s question
At the same time, in Zixiao Palace.
Baichuan looked at the sea of purple bamboo and couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
It's not that the scenery is so beautiful, but the Taoist charm of the purple bamboo is too much.
Is this a saint?
Is this the power of a saint?
This is definitely not something that can be understood in just a few words.
Pulling out a piece of purple bamboo at random is enough for Baichuan to comprehend for a period of time.
Three thousand avenues are filled in the sea of bamboo.
and……
This place is the closest to the way of heaven!
The way of heaven has no entity and no appearance.
But Baichuan can clearly feel at this moment that standing here, he can see the entire world!
More than that, that kind of respect that comes from the heart, from the bottom of my heart, made Bai Chuan somewhat aware of it.
The original Hongjun: merged with the Tao and became the Tao of Heaven.
Today's Hongjun: Tiandao has moved to my house.
"Teacher, this place..." Bai Chuan spoke respectfully to Hongjun.
"Don't talk about it." Hongjun interrupted, then sat on the side of the chess table:
"sit."
A flash of thought flashed between Bai Chuan's eyebrows.
‘It seems that the teacher is going to give me a test. ’
Bai Chuan thought so in his heart, and then sat opposite Hongjun.
Chess is the best test of one's thinking, thoughts, and planning...
The chess game is changing rapidly, and a square inch of the chessboard is a 'world'!
Even Bai Chuan now feels that he has not reached the limit of chess.
If he could play the most perfect chess game, he would probably become enlightened soon.
Bai Chuan sat down and Hongjun smiled and said:
"Do you know chess?"
Bai Chuan nodded:
"Know a thing or two."
Hongjun also nodded, and then he made a mistake somewhere:
"My teacher won't let you, come on."
Bai Chuan looked solemn, then rolled up his sleeves, took the white piece and dropped it.
Playing chess with a saint?
Bai Chuan couldn't help feeling nervous.
Even if the person in front of you is your teacher.
Hongjun's face was light and cloudy, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips, and he smiled again.
Bai Chuan looked at Hongjun, took a deep breath, and dropped the child.
The saint's move, even on a square-inch chessboard, Bai Chuan even felt a feeling of...arranging the world.
This chess game seems to be no longer a chess game, but a... plan.
Of course, Bai Chuan thought this was an illusion.
The chess game continued, and Baichuan also slowed down his moves.
The same is true for Hongjun. Although he looks relaxed, every move... is obviously not so easy.
As time passed, the corners of Bai Chuan's eyes twitched slightly.
I always feel that my teacher is being blind!
When Bai Chuan moves, he even has to consider how not to kill Hongjun instantly...wait a minute!
‘Teacher Hongjun’s chess skills must not be bad.
‘There was a concept of chess in ancient times, but no one played it.
‘Teacher is a saint, even if he doesn’t understand the art of chess, he can learn a lot just by looking at the screen...
‘Well, it must be from the teacher, please give me some advice!
‘Heizi, Baizi, is there something I didn’t see? ’
Bai Chuan had to think a little more.
Who is your teacher?
The first saint in heaven and earth, the ancestor of Taoism.
How is it possible that the chess skills are only at a meager level of mastery?
Hongjun lost another son, as if he had thrown himself into a trap.
Baichuan's pupils shrank slightly and he became energetic.
Immediately, he took a deep breath and made a decision that went against his ancestors.
let!
You can give it all!
This drop has nothing to do with the defensive momentum that has been there!
Hongjun: "..."
Did Pindao scare him?
"But your hands are shaking?" Hongjun asked, stroking his beard.
"Not really." Bai Chuan smiled and shook his head:
"My disciples really admire my teacher's chess skills."
"The poor Taoist will continue." Hongjun continued.
Where Baichuan couldn't notice, a jade disc that returned to nature recorded everything...
The game continued, and Hongjun suddenly spoke:
"Disciple, what do you think of this world?"
When Bai Chuan heard this, he secretly thought that it was true.
However, Baichuan has already been prepared for this kind of problem:
“The disciple does not know how to answer the teacher’s question.
“But the prehistoric world, in the eyes of disciples, is the most perfect world.
"All living beings are in harmony, the heaven and earth are perfect and stable, and all sentient beings can take that step in their practice. It is really perfect."
Hongjun nodded, paused, and continued to ask:
"Then what do you think of living beings? Between heaven, earth and living beings, which side should be up and which side should be down?
"In other words, how about choosing one of the two between heaven, earth and living beings?"
Bai Chuan frowned slightly.
This question is not easy to answer.
It feels a bit... like an old prehistoric script.
The way of truth was running silently in his heart. After a little calculation, Bai Chuan spoke:
“There should be a certain balance between living beings and heaven and earth.
“Just like the current world.
“Those who have merit will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be punished.
“Heaven, earth, and living beings are essentially one.
"If there are no living beings, the existence of heaven and earth will be useless. If there is no heaven and earth, the existence of living beings will have no future."
Hongjun was slightly startled when he heard this.
"But what's in your mind?"
"Not bad." Bai Chuan nodded seriously.
This is the most intuitive thought in his heart.
After a long silence, Hongjun spoke:
"Shan, Pindao really did not misjudge you."
Bai Chuan's views on this aspect are exactly the same as his.
The game continued for a long time, and it was difficult for Baichuan to fall into a disadvantage.
Because he couldn't fall into a disadvantage too obviously.
'Teacher, you let me win like this... there must be something wrong? '
And sure enough, Hongjun said:
"What do you think of the robbery?
"I can tell you the origin of the robbery, are you willing to listen?"
Baichuan blinked and thought in his heart.
Is Teacher Hongjun eager to talk, or... something?
In just a moment, Baichuan stopped thinking and nodded directly.
Nothing else, the way of truth requires knowing everything in the world.
"Between heaven and earth, there is a system of rewards and punishments." Hongjun raised his hand and took Baichuan into the boundless chaotic starry sky.
This is Hongjun's own world.
"Just as you said just now, those who have made contributions will be rewarded with merits, and those who have made mistakes will only increase their karma."
As they said, the two appeared in front of 'Qingqiu'.
Hongjun continued:
"Qingqiu, you are very familiar with it.
"This tribe has no merits or faults, so everything will go on as usual."
After saying this, Hongjun raised his hand and bestowed boundless merits.
"Now, this Qingqiu has become auspicious, with its own merits, and has become a tribe that ordinary people in the prehistoric world dare not provoke.
"Once you do evil to someone who has made merits, karma will grow."
As he spoke, Qingqiu was slaughtered by a quasi-saint, and boundless karma was bestowed on that quasi-saint.
"Karma will grow from now on."
Baichuan's pupils shrank slightly.
He seemed to understand.
And Hongjun's movements also accelerated a bit.
Countless Qingqiu were slaughtered, and countless quasi-saints carried karma...
When this number reaches a critical point...a point where the total karma of the entire world is greater than the total merits.
Boom!
The catastrophe is coming!
The aura of catastrophe is everywhere!
The way of heaven is obscure, and the world seems to be gray.
"The catastrophe comes from this.
"This is one of the most basic laws derived from the catastrophe. Do you understand?" "As for the other point... it is about breaking the rules, but that was only a catastrophe for one person, which is different from this." Hongjun looked at Baichuan: "You can tell me your answer now."