Chapter seventy-nine False illusion is true
Fengshan courtyard is not small, with pavilions and waterside pavilions scattered at random.
Although different flowers and trees are interesting, there is also a feeling of leisure and broadmindedness in walking.
Not long after, I saw an attic falling in the courtyard. In this leisurely environment, there is a kind of solemnity that makes people unconsciously pay attention to it.
Li Zhichang’s eyes can see ghosts and gods, and it’s another scene
The attic’s literary spirit patches into splendid splendor, such as the milky way, which is condensed but not scattered, and the whole courtyard is covered with rays of light.
It can be described as Sun, Moon and Hui Qi.
He nodded to himself. Chen Lirong can be unique in the four colleges. He really has something extraordinary to commend.
The real great scholar’s indifference to the past and the afterlife lies in the subtle pursuit of heaven and humanity by Anshi and the people.
From this interwoven literary and artistic spirit, we can know that Chen Lirong is a person who has thoroughly analyzed all the articles before he has such a prosperous situation.
There is a plaque in front of the building.
The word "too empty" is too big.
The word "too empty" to really talk about law is not at its peak.
However, the strokes are linked with each other, and they flow with luster. If you watch them carefully, you will forget the face words, but all kinds of things will come to your mind.
Or there are fish forests and elk in the sky and birds.
Finally, these things seem to disappear together.
Too empty is the appearance of Tao, that is, the exterior of Tao.
It can be both empty and everything.
At this time, He Zhihang’s facial expression changed and he looked weird. "Please stay, Mr. Li Xiong, please enter a Syria alone."
Xu Qingchang was curious, "Not even me?"
He Zhihang nodded his head.
Li Zhichang smiled slightly. "In that case, I’ll take care of myself." I gently shook my clothes and went into the attic.
Just as the attic has a smooth floor, Li Zhichang takes off his shoes and steps on the board.
Ventilation on all sides, sunshine venting, approaching the floor, cold and cold, with a hint of coldness.
Step by step, I went to the lobby and saw a man sitting in front of me.
This man looks 70 years old, but if you look closely, it seems to be 50 years old
Holding a roll of books in his hand, his eyes are particularly moist and a little puffed up.
Exposing your hand is a little dry, but it’s not an age spot with a long beard and meticulous grooming.
He stare at Li Zhichang when he came in.
In the old man’s eyes, Li Zhichang slowly and finally sat down in front of the old man.
The old man asked, "Is it too empty?"
The sound is not loud, but there is an open tone, which is fast and crisp, but it makes people hear clearly, so that they can’t hear clearly what they are saying.
Needless to say, the old man is Chen Lirong, a great scholar in the world, who is even more powerful than the Taoist Yang gods.
It can be said that once the old man has just formed ghosts and evil spirits everywhere, I am afraid that he will not dare to show up very close, and he will have evil thoughts and sneak away in a moment.
His qi and blood have declined, but his spirit has become clearer.
Li Zhichang thought of this old man. If he wanted to, he might be able to condense Yuan Shen through Leijie Refining Pure Yang immediately.
Such a great scholar is really rare.
However, with his imposing manner as severe as that of Li Zhichang, he is generous in the breeze.
Li Zhichang, as always, can’t see the slightest embarrassment from his expression. "The Tao is big and empty, quiet and too empty means that everything can be said to be everything, but everything is not too empty."
When the old man heard Li Zhichang’s words, his look loosened, and he finally spat slowly and said, "What a moralist."
Li Zhichang explained that focusing on Tao rather than Qi means that his basic knowledge lies in Taoism rather than Qi.
Deficiency of qi and blood is what Zhang Hengqu said, "Too-deficiency-shaped gas gathers and disperses to change its shape."
Li Zhichang said, "You’re good at reading, too. It’s the first time I’ve seen you."
One is a learned scholar, and the other is a middleman who has experienced mysterious immortals.
Every word is mysterious.
He Zhihang accumulated profound knowledge and realized that it was time to be brave and diligent, and he could see Taixuge wandering around in the teacher’s literary spirit.
Moreover, Mr. Wensi’s air pressure did not make him wander, but he rushed right and left.
If it weren’t for Mr. Wang’s perseverance, I’m afraid the truth gained by accumulating knowledge at this time will be washed away