Chapter 721 - 721 Dao Discussion, Interception (2)
721 Dao Discussion, Interception (2)
This can be considered as personally doing it, right?
Han Muye raised his hand to study the ink, his eyes sparkling.
Tao Zhixing and Yu Fenglin exchanged glances and sat down solemnly.
“Mr. Green Vine is the most talented Confucian cultivator in my Heavenly Mystic World.
“He suppressed countless great cultivators of Confucianism and became a grandmaster of Confucianism in the shortest time.
“Unfortunately, after entering the realm of the Grandmaster, he became trapped in a maze and has been unable to escape for a hundred years.
“Nowadays, he traded his cultivation for several decades of clarity of mind and teaches on the Yongding River.”
As he spoke, Han Muye splashed the inkstone in his hand.
The thick black ink scattered, and then the ink brush in his hand moved quickly.
After a while, an arrogant Confucian cultivator dressed in black clothes appeared on the paper.
This appearance was exactly the same as what Han Muye had seen at Immortal Moon Lake back then.
“This is Mr. Green Vine.
“This bearing…” Looking at the dejected yet proud look on the paper, Yu Fenglin was momentarily dazed.
With a different observation direction, Tao Zhixing’s fingers trembled slightly as he closely watched the ink-drenched scroll.
“Good, good. So painting and calligraphy can be so carefree and spontaneous…”
The rolling Great Spirit surged out of his body and crashed into the surroundings.
The Confucian Daoist comprehended himself by observing all living things. Tao Zhixing had now seen painting and calligraphy skills that he had never seen before. With enlightenment in his heart, his state of mind improved.
Yu Fenglin’s body trembled as the spiritual qi in his body transformed into a light screen.
He was about to raise his hand to protect Han Muye when he was stunned.
On Han Muye, there was a surging Great Spirit qi that was not inferior to Tao Zhixing, and there was also a purple aura that was stirring and agitated the mind.
This was a Confucian cultivator who was not inferior to Tao Zhixing!
Was there really such a person in the world?
Tao Zhixing was a great cultivator who had been famous for 10,000 years, and Han Muye was Zhao Yujing’s junior.
A complicated look appeared in Yu Fenglin’s eyes.
I have been on Scattered Stars Island for thousands of years. Have I become disconnected from the outside world?
Are the successors in the cultivation world all so talented and stunning now?
Tao Zhixing slowly retracted his Great Spirit. His gaze fell on Han Muye, and he stood up and cupped his hands.
This was a courtesy of the same generation.
“Mr. Han.”
Han Muye also stood up and cupped his hands. “Mr. Tao.”
The two of them smiled at each other and sat down again.
This was the recognition of both sides’ strength.
“You said that Mr. Green Vine used his entire life’s cultivation to exchange for decades of clarity?” Tao Zhixing asked softly as his gaze landed on the painting Han Muye had drawn.
Han Muye nodded and told him some stories about Xu Zhi’s life.
Regardless of whether it was his arrogance when he was young, suppressing all the Confucianists in the world, or his excellence when he sought the dao later on, he treated life and death as nothing. Both of them made Tao Zhixing and Yu Fenglin exclaim in admiration.
On the Yongding River, one cultivated only to be able to teach and educate with clarity of mind. This kind of behavior made Yu Fenglin sigh in admiration.
Which cultivator in the world could be so carefree and unruly?
“Your Heavenly Mystic Confucian Dao has stabilized the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Don’t you have a way to protect your soul?
“In our Jinnan region, it’s not difficult to break through the maze.”
Tao Zhixing looked puzzled.
After he finished speaking, Han Muye’s expression turned solemn.
“My Heavenly Mystic Confucian Dao uses the Great Spirit as the foundation. It interweaves with the qi of the People’s Will. After progressing through the phases of Elementary Scholar to High Scholar, I became a Confucian Dao Almighty.
“The Heavenly Mystic had a Confucian Daoist who became a saint.”
Became a saint.
Regardless of the world, those who could achieve the status of a saint with the power of one Dao were worthy of respect.
Tao Zhixing’s expression was solemn.
Yu Fenglin glanced at the two of them and spoke, “I don’t know anything about Confucianism. I’d better go downstairs and take a look.”
As he spoke, he looked at the portrait of Xu Qingteng on the small table. “This great cultivator of Confucianism has an outstanding bearing. I won’t stand on ceremony with this portrait.”
As he spoke, he smiled as he rolled up the painting and left.
After he left, Tao Zhixing sat up straight and looked at Han Muye. “Mr. Han, may we discuss the Dao?”
Dao discussion.
They sat and discussed the Dao.
“It’s what I wanted.” Han Muye chuckled.
In the Jinnan region, Confucianism and Daoism were respected, and there were also great cultivators who have become saints.
However, the Confucian Dao of the Jinnan Region pursued its own refinement. Within a small area, it displayed the prosperity of the world.
Many great cultivators could use brush and ink to draw an illusionary world and create a Precept Domain, making it impossible to tell if it was real or fake.
In this way, the heart formed a world of its own. The truth and falsehood were in the heart, and there was no worry of losing one’s soul.
On the other hand, the cultivation of the Heavenly Mystic Realm focused on enlightenment and gathered people’s hopes.
This path could help cultivators comprehend the Great Dao with the help of the Great Spirit.
However, in terms of mental cultivation, it did not seem to be as stable as the Jinnan Galaxy.
Tao Zhixing’s eyes were bright as he whispered, “The Heavenly Mystic technique can be used as a reference.”
They cultivated Confucianism in the Jinnan Region. Confucianism cultivators had more illusions and psychedelic methods, but they lost the pursuit of the Great Dao.
Their combat strength was not bad, but their foundation for nurturing high-level cultivators was weak.
If they could receive the power of the People’s Will and accumulate comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, it would be a rare improvement for the Confucian Dao of Jinnan.
“If it can solve the problem of the unstable mental state of the soul of the Heavenly Mystic Confucian Dao, the methods of the Jinnan Confucian Dao might be desirable.” Han Muye also smiled and nodded.
They looked at each other and smiled.
This was the benefit of discussing the Dao.
“By the way, Mr. Han, I saw that your swordsmanship is superb and your Confucianism is profound. Do all cultivators in the Heavenly Mystic World cultivate both swordsmanship and Confucianism?” Tao Zhixing asked curiously.
Han Muye smiled and told him about the White Deer Mountain Academy.
“A scholar with a sword, transforming poetry into a sword?” Tao Zhixing exudes a fierce aura.