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Chapter 8 I am a novelist

Thinking spans thousands of years, reflecting on all kinds of thoughts, and coming to the future world, there are many enlightenments. In this era, Taoism is still just Taoism, and it is just a group of Taoists who practice hard to pursue the realm of the founder Laozi.

As for the later Taoism, it is a bit strange, with various schools emerging frequently, but the source is still in today's Taoism, which wants to quickly increase the number of disciplines, quickly improve the cultivation level, and quickly be able to do certain things.

Zhou Qing feels that being a novelist seems to be a good choice!

Among the hundreds of scholars, the novelist at this time was a bit miserable. Although he was considered one of the hundreds of scholars, his main function was to collect folk legends and discussions to examine people's customs.

Some people also say that the flow of novelists is caused by officials who talk in the streets and hearsay. They are in a humble position, and what they say is unrealistic and unrealistic, and they are ashamed of all schools of thought.

So much so that it took nearly a thousand years for things to really improve!

Therefore, no matter whether you choose Taoism, Confucianism, Mohism, or Farming, the number of disciplines you can get is no more than this, but compared to the entire Zhuxia, it is insignificant.

If, due to the improvement of the number of reasons, I can improve my cultivation level quickly, then in the Warring States Period, which is full of chaos, and in this era of great turmoil that is about to begin, I will finally have a little more strength.

Although the Taoist Tianzong is aloof from external things and does not care about worldly affairs, the Tao of Yin and Yang progresses hard and soft together. How can one escape from the world of mortals without personally experiencing it? Laozi, the founder, traveled through the summers with all things in mind, and then left behind the "Tao De" scripture.

The sages of the past were talented and free-spirited, their music was high but their thoughts were lonely. They were as majestic as Feng Xu riding the wind, fluttering as if they were left alone in the world, riding the wind between heaven and earth. They studied under Guan Yinzi and Huqiuzi.

Lao Shang, Zhibo Gaozi, etc. visited various families and achieved their own way.

Although the sage Zhuangzi was just a lacquer garden official in the Song Dynasty, he inherited the elegance of the princes and the rise and fall of the people. As a sage of the Taoist Tianzong, he proposed the principle of "inner sages and outer kings", but this principle is now

, but it was taken away by Confucianism.

If you want to obtain the records from the people of Zhuxia, you have to let them know your name. If you want to know your name, you have to go through a medium. If you want to obtain it one by one, Zhou Qing feels that he will be in the same situation all his life.

In the midst of busyness.

Then, this medium must be interesting, popular, easy to understand, suitable for all ages, close to their lives, and meet their spiritual needs... In all these ways, Taoism cannot! Confucianism cannot! Mohism cannot! Farmers even more

no!

Only novelists!

Today's novelists are all talking trivial words, useless words in the streets, how can they compare with the mature novel system of later generations? What the people of the Xia Dynasty need is not gorgeous articles or profound truths, but a satisfying mental state.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Qing felt that this path was feasible. Immediately, without hesitation, he sat by the window and looked at the blank bamboo slips laid out on the long dark red table in front of him. It was about a foot long, although it was the smallest bamboo slip.

But who made Zhou Qing's body still small now?

Holding a slender brush in his hand, he stayed in his quiet little room, staring at the blank bamboo slips in front of him with his bright little eyes for a long time, without blinking, as if he was lifeless.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qing straightened his back. The energy in his body was flowing, and his energy and energy were suddenly lifted. Then, he dipped his slender brush in ink and placed it on the far right side of the bamboo slip.

Put pen to paper.

This is the first novel Zhou Qing plans to write, called: "The Creation of Heaven and Earth"!

"In the past, the two generations were not yet separated. The sky and the earth were not yet formed. The sun and the moon did not exist. They were like chickens, chaotic and black and yellow. There was already the source of the great road and the essence of the heaven and the earth. He was named the King of Heaven in the Yuan Dynasty and swam in it."

"Eight thousand years old, by the order of the King of Heaven in the Yuan Dynasty, Pangu Zhenren came out, and the heaven and the earth were opened. The clear yang became the sky, and the turbid yin became the earth. Pangu was in it, and he changed nine times a day. He was as divine as the sky and as holy as the earth. The sky was ten feet high. The earth became ten feet thicker each day, and Pangu grew ten feet longer each day, and it was like this for eight thousand years."

"The sky is extremely high, the earth is extremely deep, Pangu is extremely long, and there are three emperors behind it. They start from one, stand at three, become at five, flourish at seven, and stand at nine, so the sky and the earth are ninety thousand miles away!"

"The first body is Pangu, the dying incarnation, the weather is cloudy, the germination is beginning, then the heaven and the earth are established, the universe is established, the yin is connected to the yang, the vitality is distributed, it is pregnant and neutralized, it is 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 the five bodies are the four poles and the five mountains, the blood is the rivers, the tendons are the earth, the muscles are the soil, the hair is the stars, the skin is the vegetation, and the teeth and bones are It is made of gold and stone, its essence is made of pearls and jade, its sweat is turned into rain, and all the insects in its body are transformed into lizards by the wind!"

It took Zhou Qing half an hour to write more than 300 eloquent words. It was really difficult to write with a brush, and it was even more so with the addition of Qin Zhuan. The more than 300 words just completed the scroll on the case in front of him. Twenty bamboo slips have been written.

Although the writing is ordinary, the blessing power flows through it, and it does not have a special charm. It is a classical language, but if it is given to the right person, there will definitely be wonderful popular words.

He gently put down the brush in his hand, and then brushed the bamboo slips in front of him with both hands. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and quickly dried the words on the bamboo slips. After reading it carefully, it was quite interesting.

Although this short novel is very short and contains spiritual gods, it is also in line with the origin of Taoism. What they practice is the immortal way, although no one has become an immortal so far.

Let's test the waters with this novel first. If possible, there will be many interesting things about Taoism in the past life after the creation of the world. In addition, people's illusions can be incorporated into it.

If someone says that the story is untrue? Is there any evidence?

Zhou Qing seemed to have already thought of a countermeasure: I am a novelist, and this story is purely fictitious, as if it is the same, I am very honored! Thinking about this, he couldn't help but smile lightly.

Now that the writing is finished, it’s time to let Zong Quan take care of things. After all, he is his junior uncle. Although Tian Zong doesn’t pay attention to rules, it has to be said that the Confucian approach still has some effect.

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In the afternoon, Zhou Qing held this bamboo slip and personally went to the small bamboo house where Zong Quan lived. Without any nonsense, he handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Zong Quan and asked him to read it and express his thoughts.

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

Then he whispered slowly in his mouth and quickly took the content into his eyes. He was filled with surprise in his heart, as if he had never seen this bamboo slip in the sect before.

But it seems quite mysterious. According to the imagination of Taoists, it seems that the reason for the emergence of this world seems to be that this story is an idea that resonates deeply in my mind and body.

This chapter has been completed!
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