Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 836 Yishan
Saints...is this how they see people?

Xu Yishan was in a trance, and in the trance, Xu Tonghui's voice came unhurriedly:

"The journey of the great road is like the sun and the moon."

On the first day Leng Qingyun entered ethnology, the teacher who taught them wrote these eight big characters on a flat black board that took up half of the wall with a small stick as thick as a snow-white little finger.

……

In this way, Xu Yishan, a strong man of the earth, started a fantasy journey.

This is... the script?
After hearing the first sentence, Xu Yishan was forcibly pulled back from his trance, and also pulled back from some guesses about the saint, and his mind was firmly nailed to the content of the script.

The storybook is a stuff made by Juxing Building in Sihaimen.

In fact, it also exists in Nanzhou and Kyoto. It is not the original creation of Juxinglou. It should be said that Juxinglou imitated the practice of other places.

But in this county, it is indeed the Juxing Building.

As for the script, Xu Yishan has also read a lot.

After all, it is something made by practitioners.

As a high-level cultivator, in fact, he would be willing to touch anything related to cultivation, especially after the Dacheng cultivation has stagnated for a long time.

At first, he even regarded the script as one of the possible means of breakthrough.

It is true that most of the writers of the storybook are low-level cultivators, their level, their level, all tied together, are not enough for Xu Yishan's little finger to pinch.

But the reason why the story book is the story book lies in its alternate reality.

Needless to say, for Xu Yishan, all the "truth" in those scripts are rubbish, not worth looking at.

But those "fictitious" are not only fabricated, but also fanciful.

When a low-level cultivator breaks through the shackles of reality and starts to dream about things...

To Xu Yishan, most of the things he came up with were still rubbish.

However, there is still a little bit, a little bit, sometimes it can give him some different inspirations, and make his eyes shine, "Well, it can still be like this?" "Yes, you can try."

These inspirations are also very sporadic, and they are all small inspirations. Seriously speaking, they are considered insignificant.

But Xu Yishan still enjoyed it.

In addition to practicing, always find some leisure.

This act of picking up shells on the sand stall is a small pleasure.

Yes, little fun.

The waves keep coming and going, going and coming, and occasionally, just leave some shells on the beach.

Pick it up and have a look.

These shells are mostly similar and rarely novel.

But this does not prevent new shells from being picked up by the waves. ——What if there is something new?
This is Xu Yishan's overall impression of things like "story books".

Yes, there is a fixed reader for the scripts in Juxing Building's scripts exhibition pavilion, and that is Xu Yishan, the governor of the county.

If only those writers knew about it.

No, even letting Sihaimen know about it would be enough to make them proud for a long time.

Xu Yishan!

They Annan's day!

But, of course, they don't know.

What is good at the top will be worse at the bottom.Xu Yishan didn't want this little hobby of his to turn sour and get bored by those guys with ulterior motives.

Therefore, from beginning to end, his hobby was just a hobby, unknown to the outside world.

At this moment, for the first time in his life, this "veteran reader" is listening to a script instead of reading it in a special way.

under completely unexpected circumstances.

What he didn't expect was that this time, he was not picking up shells at the beach.

Instead, without any psychological preparation, he was suddenly sucked into the mighty sea by the protruding waves.

"The journey of the great road is like the sun and the moon."

These short eight characters, the eight characters at the beginning of this script.

To his ears, it was like walking at the foot of the mountain at dusk, Dongshan, the spiritual place where he practiced.

As the sun goes down, the tired birds come back one after another.

And in the silence, suddenly, a huge bell rang.

It rings in the ears, it rings in the heart, and it also rings in the mountains beyond the unknown distance.

Xu Yishan's expression became very dignified, and his attitude became very serious. He even turned into those elementary school children in the storybook, listening carefully to every word that Xu Tonghui uttered!

"You are a child, I am an adult." Said the gentleman, "I am 'taller' than you, which is a kind of big."

"Small ones hold less, big ones hold more, 'more', this is also a kind of big."

Hearing this, the shock in Xu Yishan's heart was simply inexplicable.

This is the script?

This is actually a script?

The way of practice is to be practical and close, and must go from near to far, step by step, and move forward steadily.

A stupid person, so ambitious, so vain.The generation of the little condensed qi, who often go to the heavenly ranks and saints at every turn, even the earthly ranks are often ignored.

in the script.

More than one script.

Xu Yishan often sees, "You are a small earthly rank, how dare you be rude in front of my heavenly rank? Back off!"

Although he knew that this was just a script, Xu Yishan couldn't help shaking his head whenever he saw this scene. ——Small steps?
Just based on this tone and the mentality revealed in it, it is doomed that such a cultivator will not have any future.

Don't say anything about his promotion to the earth rank.

That's not true.

Even if it is at the human level, it is impossible to walk well in a down-to-earth manner!
People who look down on "small" never go to "big".

Back then, at the beginning of his introduction, his master taught him a lesson just like the gentleman in this script.

The state capital, the home of Master.

Master stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, a huge rockery shattered into pieces before his eyes, and those pieces were all the size of a finger.

"Yishan, count the number of these fragments." Master said.

For almost a whole month after that, Xu Yishan was doing this.

Draw and pull the fragments and count them piece by piece.

Counting until my back hurts and my hands are numb.

Count until the sky is dim and the eyes are dim.

37 days!

Counting a full 37 days, three days is a whole month!
Xu Yishan will remember this incident clearly all his life, remembering almost every detail of that time, including all the changes in his thoughts during those 37 days.

From novelty and excitement at the very beginning, to boredom and small complaints quickly, to numbness and completion, and finally to completion.

When he finally drew the last piece.

When he stood up, he looked at the empty front, and then at the behemoth-like back.

At this time, his master appeared.

stroked his head.

"Yishan, take care."

In the eyes of the little Xu Yishan, those fragments that he had scratched and pulled each piece with his own hands were in place, piece by piece, and slowly reassembled.

From broken to whole.

Really slowly.

Xu Yishan can clearly see the combination of each piece!
Slowly, the base was formed; slowly, the base changed from small to large;

Xu Yishan held Master's big hand with his little hand.

The small figure leans against the big figure, from long to short, and then from short to long.

A complete brand new rockery was formed bit by bit under Xu Yishan's full attention.

Finally, on the side of the rockery facing them, there are two words, "Yishan", formed by gravel.

"Yishan, from now on, the name of this rockery is 'Yishan', your mountain. It will be temporarily stored here for the teacher. After you achieve the heavenly rank in the future, come and bring it back to your own place."

that was a long time...

It was a long time ago.

But it always seems like it happened yesterday.

And Master's teaching this time has always been engraved in Xu Yishan's heart.

With the constant changes in his cultivation level, the content of the original lesson was constantly changing in his mind.

From condensing qi to unblocking the meridians, it's quite different.

From Tongmai to enlightenment, it looks like a lot.

Stepping from the human level to the ground level, it's another look.

A new look.

But no matter how new, the image of him squatting on the ground and pulling small stones one by one has never changed.

(End of this chapter)