Renegade Immortal

Ten years of lecturing, welcoming people from all over the world!

This news spread from Su City, spread through various channels, and eventually spread throughout the Zhao Kingdom, causing countless people who questioned Wang Lin to be stunned when they heard the news. stay.

Su Dao also gave lectures, but only for one year.

But this Wang Lin actually said the words of ten years. This kind of thing can no longer be described as heroic, it is almost arrogant! The so-called lectures are just like the challenges in the martial arts world, welcoming people from all over the world to fight at any time within these ten years!

This matter spread, and after a short period of calm, there was an immediate violent backlash. Countless students and dignitaries who questioned Wang Lin, as well as the Emperor of Zhao's secret push, the entire Zhao Kingdom swarmed in. Danfan believed that he Those who were qualified set off for Sioux City one after another.

Thousands of miles away from Su City, there is an inn next to an official road. There are many insiders there, including many scholars. At this moment, there is a buzz of discussion, all about Wang Lin's lectures in Su City.

"Have you heard that Wang Lin, a disciple of Su Dao, has been teaching for ten years! Ten years! This incident shocked the whole world, especially the previous doubters, who started to leave one after another."

"Haha, this kind of thing is already known to everyone. If you ask me, this Wang Lin has some talent, but Su said that I, the great scholar of the Zhao Kingdom, am still not qualified."

"I don't think so. He can speak the language of ten years, so he can't speak randomly. I heard that dozens of students visited him a few days ago, and finally came back impressed."

A soft hum came from a table near the window in the inn, where four people were sitting, three of whom were young people and one was an old man. The old man drank tea and listened to the conversations around him. His expression was calm, but his disdain was hidden.

"With just a reputation as a scholar, you dare to learn from others and teach! Sir, you should not have accepted him back then! This great Confucian should belong to me, Su Yi!"

The same thing happened in many places in Zhao State. The closer we got to Su City, the more such things happened.

In Su City, the door of Su Dao's mansion used to be open and not closed for ten years.

Wang Lin sat calmly in the courtyard of the mansion, drinking osmanthus wine and looking coldly at the hundreds of scholars gathered in front of him. Four months have passed since he said that he had been giving lectures for ten years. In these four months, more than a thousand people have entered the mansion one after another.

Today, hundreds of people came one by one, filling the courtyard, and some were standing outside the door. Even further outside, there are countless carriages, and inside those carriages, there are old men sitting.

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As time went by, many scholars from Zhao State rushed to Su City within these four months.

"My Excellency, Dong Yun, is a scholar of the same generation as my husband. Now he has entered the official career and is a minister of the court. I am here today. I have a question for you to answer." A middle-aged scribe walked out of the crowd. Standing there proudly and upright.

"I don't know what the meaning of the changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter between heaven and earth is. I hope you can tell me, sir." The middle-aged scribe looked at Wang Lin and clasped his fists.

"You were born in spring, grew up in summer, grew old and sick in autumn, and closed your eyes in winter. The spring, summer, autumn and winter you asked about, in my opinion, are birth, old age, sickness and death!" Wang Lin took a sip of wine.

"Then why does the umbrella have life and death?" The middle-aged scribe was stunned by Wang Lin's answer and said.

"Because you are still alive." Wang Lin Youyou said.

The middle-aged scribe stayed there, his eyes showing confusion after a long time, he didn't understand.

"The moment you close your eyes and die, you think back on your life, from birth to death. This process cannot escape the summer, autumn, and winter. See you off!" Wang Lin flicked his sleeves, and a servant immediately came up, with that heart in his eyes. Zhen, the middle-aged scribe who vaguely seemed to understand something, walked out.

"I have a question for you, sir. I have learned a lot, but I think my talent is superior to others. In the past, when students from the same hometown met, no one was better than me in knowledge. But why are others becoming officials and becoming successful, while I have been in poverty for thirty years?" A look on his face The declining old man bowed to Wang Lin with confusion.

"There are mountains in the State of Zhao, and the mountains are high and low. The high mountains may not be peaks, and the low mountains may not be veins. If you compare the height of the mountains, why not take a broad look. Mountains high and low are all mountains! Send your guests off!"

There was an uproar all around, and the countless scholars were shocked, with thoughts in their eyes.

"I want to ask you, sir, why does it rain again in this world, and what is the rain?" A young man couldn't squeeze in the crowd and shouted loudly.

"That's a good question!" Wang Lin stood up, took the wine bottle and walked up the stairs until he reached the highest point. He looked at the crowd of people below. What happened today was unusual. There were so many people at the same time. When Wang Lin came, he even looked into the distance and saw that there were people coming from the streets outside his house.

The whole Sioux City was almost in a state of excitement. All the Vincentians who came here, except those who had inquired in the previous few months, almost all came here. Finally, Wang Lin's eyes fell on a restaurant outside the mansion. From his position, he could see a middle-aged man sitting in the restaurant.

This man was dressed in fine clothes and looked calm and confident. He was sitting there drinking wine, with many guards behind him. His cold eyes fell on the Su Mansion opposite, and on Wang Lin who was standing on the highest step.

Looking at Wang Lin, the middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy. He looked at him as if he saw Su Dao back then.

The person next to him looked aloof and spoke slowly.

Wang Lin took a sip of wine and looked at the young man who asked the question with a free and easy expression.

"I once heard a word in my dream, and I will send you this word. This rain is born with the sky and dies on the earth. The process of flowing in between is a lifetime!"

As soon as these words came out, the uproar suddenly rose up. When Xiang Jiang passed it on, it was heard even outside. Most of the old men on the carriages outside the yard had moved expressions, and a few old men were silent. He stood up, bowed to Wang Lin from afar, summoned his servants, and left.

This sentence alone lets them know that the title of great Confucian is by no means an unearned one!

"I heard that Mr. Su Ru has been following Su Ru for more than ten years and his knowledge is astonishing. I would like to ask why there are immortals in this world, and why do you regard us mortals as ants." An old voice came from outside the courtyard, and the surrounding scholars dispersed. But I saw an old man walking slowly.

This old man obviously has a very high reputation. Wang Lin didn't know it, but many people here knew about it and paid respectful respects.

"Immortals are powerful, and their power blends into their hearts, making them infinitely big. Therefore, they regard elixirs as ants. However, if you are thoughtful, your thoughts are infinite and embrace the world, and you understand all the truths, you will see that immortals are still immortals, without the sense of awe. It doesn’t matter if the immortals look like ants!” Wang Lin took a sip of wine and laughed.

The old man trembled, murmured for a moment, and bowed to Wang Lin with a trembling body. With the support of his entourage, he turned around and walked out.

As each Vincent asked questions, and as Wang Lin smiled and said his words while drinking osmanthus wine, more and more Vincents bowed and left, sometimes turning back to look at Wang Lin with their eyes. A respect that I have never experienced before.

However, there were many people leaving, but even more people were pouring in from outside.

"Sir, there is an old saying that goes like this: when one hears something, he begins to cherish it..." Before the scribe could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Lin.

"Wang has forgotten what he learned about literature and art. What he understands is the truth of heaven and earth, and what he has is his own thoughts. Forget about the words of literature and art. Don't ask again!"

"Sir, Su Ru has been exploring the theory of cause and effect throughout his life. No one has known the truth of this theory of cause and effect for thousands of years, and no one has seen the root cause. I would like to ask, sir, if you understand it clearly. Can you tell me so that I can understand it too! "

"Causation is cause and effect. You don't need to understand it. You can only experience it, let alone explain it. If you understand it, you understand it. If you don't understand it, I've been talking about it for ten years and you still don't understand it!" Wang Lin raised his head. Drink the wine in the pot in one gulp and throw it aside.

"Dafu, bring me the wine!"

Dafu was so proud that he no longer felt heartache. He quickly took out a pot and ran to Wang Lin to hand it over.

"I want to ask Wang Xiucai, what you said before is that if your thoughts are infinite, you can embrace the world and lose your fear, and treat the immortals as ants. Can you do this?" The person who spoke was a gloomy person. The old man was in the crowd, staring at Wang Lin, and his hoarse voice came out.

Wang Lin knew him. He was Su Dao's first disciple, and he had already become Su Yi, a civil servant of the dynasty!

"Why not!" Wang Lin smiled and took a sip of wine.

But the moment he said these words, in the restaurant outside the house, two young men in Taoist robes were sitting next to the middle-aged man. The man who spoke before suddenly opened his eyes, swayed, and a shocking roar suddenly boomed. When he got up, he saw this person turned into a rainbow, directly breaking through the sky and the earth, passing quickly over the crowd below, and heading straight for Wang Lin.

"Ignorant ants who disrespect the immortals will be punished with death!" The gloomy voice revealed a supreme majesty. As soon as the words came out, the sky and the earth roared. The faces of the scholars and students below all changed greatly, and they all knelt down in shock. .

"Immortal!"

"He's actually an immortal!"

"Wang Lin disrespects immortals, and now an immortal is coming to punish him. He deserves it!"

The rainbow roared, and the sword light inside it was so cold that the young man in Taoist robes was seen holding a sword, with contempt and disdain, sweeping across all directions, approaching Wang Lin in an instant.

Sooner or later, at the moment when the Taoist-robed young man was approaching, Wang Lin showed no anger or fear, and he looked up to the sky and let out a low roar.

"How dare you!!" As soon as he said these words, an awe-inspiring aura blasted out from his body, forming an invisible coercion that directly enveloped the world. The sky and the earth roared, but countless thunders roared and flew away. The lightnings intertwined, as if they were about to tear the world apart. The originally bright world suddenly changed at this moment!

This sudden change caused a drastic change in the expressions of the countless scholars kneeling below. It even made the middle-aged man in the restaurant outside the house tremble with the wine glass in his hand, and his face turned pale.

"Impossible!!" The other young man in Taoist robes beside him suddenly opened his eyes, showing a look of disbelief, and his eyes were even more horrified.