Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1011 The First Disciple

in the valley.

The world seemed to be at rest.

Even the thinking of Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others became slow, and finally seemed to be still.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Feng Qingyan's piano music.

When time completely stopped.

As the sound of the piano continues to go back and revert to its origin, time seems to be flowing backwards.

The green valley began to gradually change, from midsummer back to the spring when flowers bloomed, then back to winter, autumn...

Time flows backwards from slow to fast.

When time began to flow backwards, everyone began to change except Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others who were sitting cross-legged and listening to the piano.

unconsciously.

Time went back several years.

However, the sound of the piano did not stop and continued to trace back.

Feng Qingyan kept his eyes closed and played the piano with full concentration, his mind already immersed in the "Sounds of the Great Way".

He didn't know that time had stopped, let alone that time was flowing backwards.

A few years later, the thatched cottage disappeared from the valley, leaving only a valley rarely visited by humans...

However, Zhang Zheng, Lian Li, Dalang and others are still there.

but.

Except them.

Everyone else is gone.

I don't know how long it has been, time has gone back several decades, and then hundreds of years...

As time goes by, his piano sounds are also being restored and returning to their original state, getting closer and closer to the "remaining sounds of the Great Way".

The vitality in the piano music is more intense.

Feng Qingyan was immersed in the sound of his own piano, his thoughts were all on the "Tao", trying to comprehend the first sound of the creation of the world.

Still unaware of changes in the outside world.

Before we knew it, time had gone back thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

At this moment, time was flowing faster, so fast that people could not see the surroundings of the valley. And at this moment, the valley was no longer a valley, but had become a mountain range...

Shortly after.

The mountain range became one big mountain.

Soon after becoming a mountain, Feng Qingyan's body turned into a vast ocean. After turning into the vast ocean, the area below him turned into plains, rivers, and so on...

At this moment, tens of millions of years have passed.

A stone ship appears...

As the sound of the piano continued to go back, the world became desolate.

Five million years passed.

Ten million years passed.

The world beneath me kept changing.

After an unknown amount of time, there was no sky or earth beneath Feng Qingyan, only the cold space. However, the sound of the zither had not stopped, continuing to search for the first sound of the creation of the world...

Eventually, the cold space turned into dark nothingness.

This is the end.

Time can never be reversed.

However, Feng Qingyan still did not stop, and wanted to continue to pursue the remaining sound of the Great Dao. Unfortunately, his piano sound could no longer be traced back...

At this time he finally opened his eyes, but his hands did not stop.

The sound of the piano never stops.

"This is……"

Feng Qingyan was slightly surprised when he saw the valley turned into a dark void.

However, his surprise did not affect his playing, nor did it distract him, given his current state and strength.

You can do two things at once.

Besides, the second purpose is just to be surprised, not to understand anything.

The valley really turned into a dark and empty place. It was not an illusion, or maybe I had left the valley accidentally.

After a brief thought, he roughly knew what was going on.

That's it!

He was a little surprised, but not too shocked.

At this moment, he carefully looked around, looking at the empty darkness. He could not feel the passage of time, nor could he feel the reversal of time.

I felt a little disappointed.

It seems that this time, I still can't hear the true sound of the avenue. And my own piano music can't reach the end...

If it were the sound of one's own piano, it would go back to the first sound.

This meant that his piano skills had reached their limit, just like his spiritual practice had reached its end.

If we compare it with the path of cultivation, it is the realm of heaven, because the realm of heaven is the end of cultivation.

It is not the case with practicing Taoism.

If your piano skills have reached their limit and you want to continue, you need to make a breakthrough.

wrong!

Not a breakthrough, but a creation.

Because the road has come to an end, only by creating a new road can we continue to move forward. This involves the fifth door of cultivation...

At this moment Feng Qingyan was doing two things at once.

I am fully focused on playing the piano, comprehending, pursuing and pondering the "remaining sounds of the great way"; I am fully focused on pondering the path of piano art.

he does not know.

Is he the first person to see the end of piano art?

However, when he saw the end of his piano art, he felt despair, helplessness, and pain in his heart...

It’s like I don’t believe that there is an end to piano art!
Is there an end to art?

This art of playing the zither is the way of the zither.

The zither path has an end, the road has come to an end. How hopeless is this for the zither player? If he were not Feng Qingyan, he might collapse when he saw the end of the zither path...

And he didn't collapse, and he wasn't even that affected.

Mainly because.

He has a way to go...

For all living beings in the universe.

The Heavenly Dao Realm is the end of cultivation, the road has been cut off and there is no way to go on. In fact, except for the Lord of Heavenly Dao, the Refining Dao Realm is already the end of the road of cultivation.

Although the Heavenly Dao Realm is the last step of cultivation.

but.

With the Lord of Heaven around, they can never reach the last step.

Unless the Lord of Heaven allows them to fill the position...

And how can we fill the position?

Be a dog!

However, Feng Qingyan is different.

He knew that through the Great Art of Divine Will and the Great Art of Reincarnation, he could make the Great Art of Destiny lead to the fifth door of spiritual practice.

And when he was deducing the way of heaven and man.

Not only did he accidentally deduced the heaven, but he also deduced the path of the three disasters, nine difficulties and ten calamities.

Although this road is full of difficulties, dangers and life-threatening situations, it can also lead to the fifth door of cultivation.

Although he cannot follow the path of great destiny.

but.

He can take the path of three disasters, nine difficulties and ten calamities.

He believed that he could make it, after all, it was the path of cultivation he deduced through the Great Reincarnation Technique.

But now.

He was thinking, since he had seen the end of his piano art journey, should he embark on a new journey at the end of his piano art journey?

It is to pave the way for the Qin Dao again!
From then on he became the ancestor of Qindao!

This may not be impossible. After all, he has even paved a new path for cultivation.

only.

These three disasters, nine difficulties and ten calamities are somewhat difficult to overcome.

Moreover, we also need to be on guard against the Lord of Heaven.

If the Lord of Heaven were to step into the fifth door first, then everything would be over.

Another very helpless point is that he deduced the tenth calamity, and the tenth calamity would be the tenth calamity of the heaven, earth and universe.

All corresponding creatures can sense it.

In other words.

When he deduced the tenth calamity, the Lord of Heaven sensed the tenth calamity and might have entered the fifth door before him.

This made him very fearful.

Even if the tenth calamity could be deduced, one would not dare to deduce it easily.

Moreover, after he deduced the three disasters, nine difficulties and nine calamities, he did not try to deduce the tenth calamity, so as to avoid deducing it accidentally.

Although the tenth calamity is difficult to deduce.

But what about luck? So at this moment.

A new idea came into his mind.

See if I can use my zither skills to find a new path at the end. Even if I use the zither to enter the fifth path of cultivation...

Once this thought came into being, it was out of control.

"Enter the fifth door with the zither..."

Feng Qingyan began to think seriously.

However, this requires his piano skills to reach the end before he has the opportunity to deduce it. And his current piano sound has not yet traced back to the "remaining sound of the great way"...

The lingering sound of the great way, the sound of the great way.

There are two more steps.

But these two steps may never come to an end.

At this moment, his mind was becoming more and more heavy, and he was becoming more and more persistent in his idea of ​​entering the fifth door with the piano...

then.

Another heart was broken.

Although he could do two things at the same time, he could only use the other one lightly and not heavily.

His first focus was on playing the instrument, pursuing the "remaining sound of the great way", so naturally his mind was extremely heavy; when his second focus was on exploring the path of piano art...

This is not enough.

Keng!
The piano music suddenly stopped.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up and shook his head slightly.

How can two minds think of such an important matter at the same time?
When the piano music stopped, the scenes around him quickly passed by, like a flash of light that lasted for thousands of years.

After a while.

The valley beneath him became a valley.

When it turned into a valley, everything returned to normal and the sounds of nature appeared...

But at this time, the grass and trees in the valley were growing wildly, and countless vital energies gathered together, making the valley white.

This world originally had no vitality.

Logically speaking.

It is impossible for the vital energy to gather again.

However, these vital energies come from the sound of the piano.

When Feng Qingyan used the sound of the piano to pursue the remaining sound of the Tao, time returned to the dark nothingness.

During this period, there were unknown numbers of tens of thousands of years, and the stone ships of the various philosophers had not yet arrived here. This was enough time for the vital energy outside the heaven and earth to gather together.

These vital energies come from the universe outside this heaven and earth through the sound of the piano.

now.

This small world is full of vitality.

Extremely abundant!

Especially in the valleys, the vital energy has turned into liquid.

Because of the abundant vitality and the life force in the music, the grass and trees around the valley grew wildly.

But for a moment.

The valley turned into a primeval forest, with tall trees reaching up to the sky...

At this time, Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others were still immersed in the music and had not yet woken up.

The heavenly music still rings in my ears.

Everyone has a rosy face and looks full of energy, just like a newborn baby.

Their bodies underwent amazing changes, as if they had been cleansed and their hair removed, and each of them was reborn...

Even if they do not embark on the path of spiritual practice, they can live for hundreds or thousands of years without pain or illness.

And Zhang Zheng’s life span has exceeded ten thousand years.

If Zhang Zheng embarks on the path of cultivation from now on and reaches the saint realm, his lifespan will definitely break through the limit of one yuan.

One yuan is equal to 129,600 years.

In other words.

As long as Zhang Zheng embarks on the path of cultivation and reaches the saint realm, even if he does not become an emperor, his lifespan will have exceeded the limit of one yuan.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng closed his eyes lightly, feeling carefully, and a faint halo appeared on his body.

It’s as if the whole person is radiating light.

As long as Feng Qingyan passed down the cultivation method now, Zhang Zheng could instantly embark on the path of cultivation and become a Confucian practitioner...

"Disappeared……"

Feng Qingyan's gaze fell on Zhang Zheng and found that the special "death energy" in his body had completely disappeared.

And it does not harm the foundation of the great emperor.

To be precise, under the influence of "Preface", Zhang Zheng truly has the foundation to become a great emperor...

Originally, Zhang Zheng only had the appearance of an emperor.

The appearance of a great emperor and the foundation of a great emperor are two different things.

Originally, Zhang Zheng's foundation for becoming an emperor was invisible and non-existent. Only when he reached the Saint realm would he have a chance to impact the Emperor realm.

Only then will the foundation of the great emperor exist.

but now.

Zhang Zheng’s Great Emperor Base seemed to really exist.

This surprised Feng Qingyan a little, and he couldn't help but observe it carefully. It seemed that he could vaguely see the foundation of the emperor.

“Is this really the foundation of the Great Emperor?”

Feng Qingyan thought about it in surprise, and looked carefully again, and still saw it faintly.

The foundation of the great emperor seems to be between existence and non-existence, and needs to be further stimulated before it can become a real existence.

Accept as a disciple?

Feng Qingyan pondered.

When Zhang Zheng said the four words "Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all generations".

He had already considered taking Zhang Zheng as his disciple.

After all, he doesn't even have a disciple right now, and he is the supreme being in the Dao Refining Realm, and he also controls the reincarnation...

Controls the underworld.

Shouldn't such a being accept a few disciples?

However, after he had started thinking about it, another question came to his mind: if he accepted Zhang Zheng as his disciple, would it affect Zhang Zheng's becoming an emperor?

After all, his influence was truly terrifying.

Every word and action affects the operation of heaven and earth, let alone the impact on a disciple.

He was a little worried that accepting Zhang Zheng as his disciple would affect Zhang Zheng's path of cultivation.

Instead, he cut off his own path to becoming an emperor.

At this moment, he raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky. He seemed to see that there was a stone ship that had landed here...

Philosophers...

He had a very close relationship with the various philosophers, and one could even say that they were close friends.

And Zhang Zheng can also be regarded as the successor of these philosophers.

I should accept Zhang Zheng as my disciple.

The philosophers should have successors, and someone should inherit their legacy. In fact, Zhang Zheng has already inherited their legacy...

If he had not inherited the will of his sons, there would not have been the foundation for the great emperor.

that,
Receive!
Zhang Zheng can follow the path of the various philosophers and continue to inherit their legacy.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng finally opened his eyes, and he had an indescribable feeling, as if he had returned from the holy land.

It’s like the whole person has walked through the long river of time.

There is unspeakable joy in my heart.

He could only look at Feng Qingyan as a "saint"...

This, perhaps, is a saint.

Among Confucian disciples, the sage is naturally the supreme being.

However, the holy realm of Jiuzhou Confucianism is equivalent to the imperial realm of the heavens and myriad worlds, and the great sage is roughly equivalent to the holy realm of the heavens.

At this moment, Zhang Zheng's heart was like on a pilgrimage.

"This song should only exist in heaven, and it is rarely heard in the world..." Zhang Zheng said softly, "Even the legendary zither master is far inferior to it."

This is a true saint, not a 'saint' as conferred by later generations...

Among all the people, perhaps only Zhang Zheng could truly gain some insights from the music.

"Zhang Zheng, are you willing to be my disciple?"

Feng Qingyan stood up and said.

"..."

Zhang Zheng was slightly stunned for a moment, looking at Feng Qingyan absentmindedly, then he suddenly stood up and bowed, saying, "Disciple is willing."

"Disciple Zhang Zheng, hello to the teacher!"

Zhang Zheng did not hesitate at all. Although he only listened to one song, he knew who the teacher was from it.

It's a saint!
A true saint!
The highest existence of Confucianism.

For scholars, having a sage as their teacher is something they have always dreamed of, so how could they miss it?

……

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(End of this chapter)