Chapter 8 I Am a Novelist

Thinking spans thousands of years, thinking about all kinds of things, coming to the future world, there are many enlightenments, in this era, Taoism is still only Taoism, and it is just a group of Taoists who have cultivated asceticism in pursuit of the realm of the patriarch Lao Tzu.

As for the later Taoism, it is a bit peculiar, and various schools are frequent, but the source is still in today's Taoism, which wants to quickly improve the number of years, quickly improve cultivation, and quickly be able to do certain things.

Zhou Qing felt that being a novelist seemed to be a good choice!

Among the hundred sons, the novelist at this time was a little miserable, although he was also one of the hundred schools of thought, but his main function was to collect folklore and discuss in order to investigate folk customs.

There are also people who are popular: novelists are flowing, covered by barnyard officials, street talkers, and hearsay. The status is humble, what he says is imaginative, unrealistic, and shameful for all the sons.

So much so that after nearly a thousand years, it really got better!

Therefore, whether it is choosing Taoism, Confucianism, Moism, or farming, the number of eras that can be obtained is at most, but compared to the entire Zhuxia, it seems insignificant.

If, due to the improvement of the number of eras, he can improve his cultivation to a rapid increase, and in the Warring States Period, which is full of thoughts, in this era when great turmoil is about to begin, there will always be a little more strength.

Although the Taoist Tianzong is transcendent and ignores mundane things, but the way of yin and yang, rigidity and softness, do not personally experience the rolling red dust, and how to detach from it, the patriarch Lao Tzu traveled through the summer, with all things in mind, and then left the "morality" scripture.

The sages are talented and sexually rushing, Qu Mi is high and lonely, vast and vast like Feng Xu, fluttering like the independence of the world, resisting the wind between heaven and earth, learning from Guan Yinzi, Huqiuzi, Lao Shang, Zhibo Gaozi, etc., all over the family, the way of self-achievement.

Although the sage Zhuangzi was only a lacquer garden official of the Song Dynasty, he inherited the elegance of the princes and the rise and fall of the people, and put forward the principle of "inner sage and outer king" as the sage of Taoist Tianzong, but now this principle has been taken away by Confucianism.

If you want to get the number from the people of Zhuxia, not to let them know your name, but to know your name, then you have to use a medium, if you meet one by one, Zhou Qing feels that he will be busy all his life.

Then, this medium must be interesting, popular, easy to understand, suitable for all ages, close to their lives, and meet their spiritual needs...... all of which are not good for Taoists! Confucianism doesn't work! The Mo family can't do it! Not even so in the farmhouse!

Only novelists!

Today's novelists are all trivial words, useless words in the streets and alleys, how can they compare with the mature novel system of later generations, what the people of Zhuxia need is not gorgeous articles, not esoteric truths, but a kind of satisfied spiritual body.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Qing felt that this road was passable, and immediately, without hesitation, he sat by the window, looking at the blank bamboo slips tiled on the dark red long case in front of him, about a foot long, although it was the smallest of the bamboo slips, but who made Zhou Qing's body still small now.

Holding a slender brush, he stayed in his quiet small room, and a pair of bright little eyes quietly looked at the blank bamboo slip in front of him for a long time, without blinking, as if he was godless.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Zhou Qing finally straightened his back, the strength in his body flowed, and his spirit was suddenly refreshed, and then, the slender brush was dipped in ink, and the pen was lifted on the far right side of the bamboo slip.

This is the first novel that Zhou Qing plans to write, called: "Open Heaven and Earth"!

"The two generations of the past have not been divided, the Ming Shui Hongmeng, has not been formed, the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon have not been formed, the shape is like a chicken, the chaos is yellow, there is the source of the avenue, the essence of heaven and earth, since the name of the first king, swimming in it."

"Eighteen thousand years old, the first heavenly king order, Pangu real people, heaven and earth opened, yang is the sky, yin is the earth. Pangu is in it, nine changes a day, God is in the sky, and the earth is holy. The sky is one zhang high, the earth is one zhang thick, and Pangu is one zhang long, so eight thousand years old. ”

"The number of days is extremely high, the number of places is extremely deep, Pangu is extremely long, and there are three emperors behind it. The number starts from one, stands in three, becomes five, flourishes in seven, and is in nine, so heaven and earth go to 90,000 miles! ”

"The first body Pangu, the dying incarnation, the weather Menghong, the sprout begins, then divides the heaven and the earth, establishes the world, enlightens the yin and feels the yang, distributes the vitality, is the pregnancy and neutralization, and is for the spirit."

"The air is the wind and clouds, the sound is the thunder, the left eye is the sun, the right eye is the moon, the limbs and five bodies are the four poles and five mountains, the blood is the river, the tendons and veins are the ground, the muscles are the soil, the hair is the stars, the skin is the grass and trees, the teeth and bones are the gold and stone, the essence is the pearl and jade, the sweat is the rain, and the insects of the body are felt by the wind and turned into Li Yong!"

More than 300 words were sprinkled, and it took Zhou Qing half an hour to write, it was really difficult to write with a brush, plus Qin Seal, it was even more so, more than 300 words, just to finish writing the twenty pieces of bamboo on the case in front of him.

Although the font is written in general, but the blessing of the flow of strength, it also has a unique charm, it is considered a literary language, but if it is handed over to the right person, there will definitely be wonderful popular words.

Put down the brush in your hand gently, and then brush the bamboo slips in front of you with both hands, and suddenly the breeze swept by, and quickly dried the words on the bamboo slips, and read them carefully, quite a feeling.

This short novel, although it is very short, and contains gods, but this is also in line with the origin of Taoism, they cultivate the way of immortals, although no one has become an immortal so far.

Use this novel to test the water first, if you can, when there are all kinds of things after the opening of the world, there are a lot of interesting things about Taoism in the previous life, plus the illusions of all people, you can apply to it.

If someone speaks, the story is not true? Is there any evidence?

Zhou Qing seems to have thought of a countermeasure: I am a novelist, this story is pure fiction, just like the same, it is a great honor! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile lightly.

Now that it's been written, it's time to let Zong Quan do things, but he is also his little uncle, although Tianzong doesn't pay attention to the rules, but I have to say that the Confucian set still has some effect.

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In the afternoon, Zhou Qing held this bamboo slip in his hand, personally boarded the small bamboo house where Zong Quan was, no nonsense, handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Zong Quan, let him read it, and talk about his feelings.

He took the bamboo slip from Zhou Qing's hand with both hands, opened it gently, and directly saw the four words "Open the World" at the beginning, his eyebrows were raised, and he glanced at the little uncle with a slightly surprised expression.

Then he whispered slowly, and quickly put the content into his eyes, and he was shocked in his heart, as if he had not seen this bamboo slip in the sect before.

But it looks quite mysterious, according to the imagination of Taoist people, it seems to be thinking about the reason for the emergence of this heaven and earth, perhaps, this story is quite an idea in my own body and mind.