Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 234 Yugong
Taihang and Wangwu Mountains are seven hundred miles square and ten thousand feet high. They are originally located in the south of Jizhou and the north of Heyang. The Yugong of Beishan is about ninety years old..."

As soon as Xuan Mingzi opened his mouth, Shi Fei interrupted him impatiently: "Just get to the point. I have heard the story of Yugong moving the mountains a long time ago."

"I thought you had never heard of it!" Xuan Mingzi smiled awkwardly: "A lot of the book "Liezi" has been lost, and not many people know this story."

Who are you calling uncultured?

Shi Fei glanced at him with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Xuan Mingzi coughed lightly and said seriously: "If you were faced with the same situation as Yu Gong, what would you choose? If there were two mountains blocking your way, would you choose to move away, or..."

"Of course we will cut through the mountains and boil the water when we encounter it!" Shi Fei said as a matter of course!
He has seen countless miraculous projects, and not a single one of them chose to escape when faced with difficulties!
"Your Excellency is indeed courageous." Xuan Mingzi sighed, and then read out a passage that had never appeared in history books:
"In ancient times, there was an old man who sat under a locust tree and sighed: 'I was seventy years old when I realized that the universe is an illusion and everything is empty. This body is in a big dream, who can control the destiny?' He burned the bamboo slips, blocked his eyes and ears, and spent the whole day in deep contemplation, hoping to find the whereabouts of the True Lord.

The neighbor laughed at him and said, "Have you not heard what our ancestors said, 'Only after a great awakening can one know that this is a great dream'? The true ruler is formless, and the universe cannot contain him; the Dao is boundless, and even a cicada cannot fathom it. To follow the boundless with the finite is dangerous!"

The old man clapped his hands and laughed: "In the past, Yugong of Beishan moved mountains with a hoe, and his ambition moved the emperor. Now I use the mirror of my heart to reflect the vastness of the universe. Although the light is tiny, it can penetrate the nine depths if accumulated. If I am not lucky, my son will survive; if my son is not lucky, my grandson will succeed. The essence and energy continue, like the passing of firewood, how can it ever end?"

The meaning of this passage is that once upon a time there was an old man who sat under the shade of a locust tree and sighed:
"I have lived for seventy years before I realized that the whole world is illusory and that all appearances are essentially empty. My life is like a big dream. So who is controlling the key to creation?"

So he burned his books, rejected external sights and sounds, and immersed himself in deep meditation all day long, trying to find the true creator.

The neighbor laughed at him and said, "Haven't you heard our ancestors say 'Only the enlightened ones know that this is a big dream'? The true Creator has no form, and the entire universe cannot bear it. The hub of Tao is boundless, and even a small insect like a cicada cannot understand it. It is futile to use limited life to pursue infinite knowledge!"

The old man clapped his hands and laughed, "In the past, Yugong of Beishan carried a shovel to move the mountain, and his will moved the Emperor of Heaven. Now I use the mirror of my heart to illuminate the universe. Although the light is weak, it can illuminate the deepest underground. If I can't find it, there is still my son; if my son can't find it, there is still my grandson. The spiritual aura is passed down from generation to generation, just like the torch is passed down from generation to generation, how can there be an end?"

After listening to this, Shi Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "So the old man moved Azathoth?"

"Only those outsiders and evil gods call the Great Dao 'Azathoth'!" Xuan Mingzi looked at Shi Fei meaningfully, "Your origin is quite mysterious!"

The thoughts of people from outsiders are somewhat different from those of people in China, especially when facing mountains.

Xuan Mingzi felt that Shi Fei did not look like a foreigner, but he called the "Dao" "Azathoth", which made him feel very strange. Even the "Xuan Jun Ming Ce" brought back by the eunuch Zheng He called "Azathoth" "Dao Lord".

"It's not surprising that the knowledge obtained is different and the names are different!" Shi Fei said, "Go on, what happened next? Why did the old man know that the world is a dream? And then, did he move Azathoth?"

"Not really!" Xuan Mingzi shook his head and said, "In ancient times, humans were still very weak and faced many dangers. The evil god was not even a major threat. Although the old man's name is unknown, he relied on his survival experience and great wisdom, or through contact with the evil god, he understood that the world is a dream."

"He knew the truth about the world and wanted to face the Taoist master, but he died in the end."

"Old and dead!" "Even if a person knows the truth about the world, it is not easy to find the creator of the world."

"Although he died, his son inherited his will. His son also died, and his grandson continued to inherit. Descendants of his descendants, for countless generations, until one generation, two people finally appeared."

"One of them was named Xuan, and the other was named Ming. They forged a mirror and used it to reflect their thoughts. Eventually, they found the Tao master in the dark."

Shi Fei couldn't help but sigh: "So incredible?"

Two humans actually found Azathoth? It sounds ridiculous, just like two ants crawling out from the ground and finding humans living in a high-rise building.

"It's just incredible!" Xuan Mingzi also exclaimed, "They found the Taoist master, and instead of asking why, they kicked him hard! They wanted to wake him up."

"Huh?" Shi Fei showed a surprised expression.

"What would you do if you knew that the world is a dream?" Xuan Mingzi asked back.

Shi Fei sighed and said, "Then you must want to break the dream and face the real world. Even if the real world is just like a dream."

The world of dreams is not worth immersing in.

"That's right! The two sages Xuan and Ming, as well as their ancestors, and even the old man, all thought so!" Xuan Mingzi nodded and said, "Generation after generation, like Yugong, they pursued the Taoist master and then gave him a hard kick in an attempt to wake him up."

"But they did not wake up the Dao Master, but they attracted a little attention or a glance from the Dao Master. The Dao is invisible, and a glance from the Dao Master is something that no human can bear. Not only human Xuan and Ming, but even the entire civilization and the entire sea of stars will be distorted!"

"But Xuan and Ming, as well as their ancestors, experienced unimaginable ridicule and suffering. Their spirits transcended time and overlapped with countless people like them, blocking the Taoist master's gaze."

"Madness and chaos did not affect us. Instead, they allowed us to glimpse a glimpse of the Taoist master's power! He built the Jade Emperor Temple!" Xuan Mingzi finally finished this story.

Face Azathoth, peek into Azathoth's secrets, distort the Old Ones, build the Jade Emperor Temple. One by one, Shi Fei once again felt that the people in his dreams were so real and so special.

When facing a mountain, choose the most foolish way, hollow it out bit by bit! When facing Azathoth, use the efforts of many generations to pursue the truth.

Even if the truth slaps them in the face, they refuse to admit defeat and instead live on in their own way.

(End of this chapter)