Chapter two hundred and sixty-fifth battle between soldiers and ink, people from the mountain
A big drama comes to an end!
In Taishan Academy, Confucius was still practicing in seclusion, and Yang Tuo was also spreading his own historian's theory.
After a long period of development, Taishan Academy has already spread far and wide, and there is an endless stream of people seeking education.
Among them are many people from various schools of thought, including the famous Deng Xi, the military strategist Sun Wu, the Mohist Mo Zhai and others.
Although Yang Tuo is not involved in these theories, he has learned a lot from ancient and modern times and knows a lot. People from hundreds of schools sincerely ask for advice, and Yang Tuo does not hide his secrets and gives advice with all his heart.
His unselfish character has been unanimously praised by all living beings. Not only has he made friends with many reincarnated masters, but he has also shared some of the luck of hundreds of families.
Time flew by like this until King Zhou Xian came to the throne. King Zhou Xian was already the twenty-third king of the Zhou Dynasty.
At this time, the Great Zhou Dynasty had already lived up to its original strength. The princes were waging wars and conquests, and the world was in constant turmoil.
In this general environment, more doctrines are being created and spread. From time to time, new doctrines are born, and old doctrines die.
People with lofty ideals all over the world hope to find a theory that can calm the world and end the turmoil.
Famous scholars, Mohists, and military strategists became even more popular, causing chaos all over the world. Among them, Wei and Qi were the best.
The Wei State had a military strategist Pang Juan, and the Qi State had a military strategist Sun Bin. They both inherited Sun Wu's military strategist's teachings and wanted to unify the world with strong troops.
Wei and Qi had two major wars, namely the Battle of Guiling and the Battle of Maling.
The two wars allowed the princes of the world to develop the terrifying power of military strategists, and for a time military strategists were rampant all over the world.
The big countries were constantly preparing for war and strengthening their military. Small countries did not have such strength, so they had to ask the Mohists for help.
Mohism advocates universal love without aggression and opposes aggressive wars. Under the threat of big powers, Mohism is rampant among small countries.
At this point, the two prominent schools of thought, the military strategist and the Mohist school, also entered the world stage, and started the first step of the contention of a hundred schools of thought.
There was not only a collision of ideas between the two, but also a battle of force. Whenever a country was attacked by military strategists, there would be people from the Mohist family who came to help.
Yang Tuo sat on Mount Tai, looking at the chaotic situation in the world, and felt a little bitter in his heart: "The history of the development of the human race can really be described as a history of war."
"It has only been a few years, and the princes from all sides are arguing again. The big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimps, and they are all constantly strengthening themselves!"
"It's just a pity for the people of the human race. No matter at any time, the people live a very hard life. It can be said that when we prosper, the people suffer, and when we die, the people suffer."
"Perhaps, it is precisely because of this situation that the human race has been able to develop. Only by tempering through hardships can we be proud of the world!"
Yang Tuo is now cultivating well and enjoying great happiness. Although he sympathizes with all sentient beings, he does not dare to walk lightly in the world of mortals.
Look, Jiang Ziya learned from the past. Even with a saint as his backing, he had to give up the path of immortality and change to another path.
Confucianism and Taoism seem to have a bright future, but there is no reference. It is like crossing the river by feeling the stones, and no one knows where to go.
Come to think of it, even Yuanshi Tianzun has no confidence in his heart. In this world's cultivation, the first choice is the immortal way taught by Tao Ancestor. After all, the Six Saints are the template.
There are thousands of ways to practice, but only this one has the precedent of becoming a saint. The rest, even the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, the God Haotian, and the Ancestor Styx are still outside the door.
What seems like a step away may actually be a world away.
Although Yang Tuo is both a god and an earthly immortal, he is still fundamentally a heavenly immortal.
No matter how great the temptation was, he never changed his mind.
Yang Tuo couldn't help but sigh: "Hey~~" Then he raised his head and looked into the void.
Cultivation is nothing more than cultivating great freedom and freedom, but it is not that easy. Saints are still wallowing under the way of heaven and have never transcended, let alone him.
When Yang Tuo was sighing, under Mount Tai and above the official road, a middle-aged man came towards him.
This man looked unattractive, his hair was in a messy bun, and his clothes were shabby. His trouser legs were rolled up to his calves.
What he was wearing on his feet was not expensive leather boots, but a pair of straw sandals. He looked exactly like a farmer.
However, nowadays, there are disputes among the princes and there are many bandits in the world. Unless it is the scholars who are traveling to study or the dignitaries who are on the road, ordinary people rarely leave their hometowns.
As the saying goes: people are cheap when they leave their hometown!
Just looking at his clothes, this man is just an ordinary farmer. However, he is carrying a luggage, and through the gaps in the luggage, you can faintly see the bamboo slips inside.
Coupled with the long sword worn on his waist, it can be understood that this person is not an ordinary person, but a traveling scholar.
But this was the first time that a scholar dressed up like this appeared.
The man kept his head down and hurried on, looking up from time to time to look at the distant mountain peaks.
Between the mist surrounding the mountain peaks, one could vaguely see an academy. The middle-aged man could not help but be overjoyed. Even the fatigue from the journey had dissipated a lot, and his pace became slightly brisk.
When the middle-aged man stepped onto the steps leading to the academy, Yang Tuo came back to his senses. He also discovered this unique person.
The middle-aged man walked up the steps, looking left and right at the changes around him from time to time. There seemed to be some changes in the thin mist.
The mirage arranged by Yang Tuo with the innate spiritual treasure Water Spirit Pearl, after so many years of perfection, has long been integrated with the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.
When people step onto the steps, the mirage will undergo various changes. At this time, the mirage will captivate the mind and confuse people's five senses.
This is just a simple test and will not cause any harm to the visitors. After all, this is just an academy and it needs to be open to convenience.
However, if you are weak-willed and impetuous, under the influence of the mirage mist, and do not know where it is going, you may end up walking back and forth a lot more.
This middle-aged man walked firmly, as if he had some goal. Although he looked around, he walked towards the academy step by step without stopping.
Yang Tuo was slightly surprised when he saw it. Although the mist did not have much effect, he arranged it as a golden immortal, so even if he did it casually, in the eyes of ordinary people, it still has great power.
Since the academy was built, the number of people who could not be affected by the mirage and go straight up was less than ten fingers of books.
Among them were Confucius and several of his disciples, and the rest were Deng Xi, Sun Wu, Mo Zhai and others.
These people are either reincarnated by powerful powers or born at the right time. They are born with a certain amount of extraordinary. No matter how highly qualified they are, they are still ordinary and will always be affected to some extent.
Unexpectedly, here comes another person who is completely unaffected. I just don’t know whether he is the reincarnation of a powerful person or whether he was born out of necessity.
I saw the middle-aged man slowly walking up. Although his pace was not fast, he was very determined. Step by step, neither hurry nor slow, he came towards the mountain gate.
Yang Tuo was sitting upright outside the mountain gate, looking at the person in front of him. He felt that this person might have some connection with him. This was some kind of induction from the monk, like a whim or a budding technique.