Chapter 54: I am good at cultivating the vast and upright energy
Chen Jiu was lost in thought for a while before being pulled back by Yi Xiao: "The master has arrived."
Chen Jiuhastily took out his textbook: "This Haoran Zhengqi is not like Fang Xiandao's sitting in meditation, but rather it is cultivated through continuous understanding of the meaning of the classics, cultivating one's moral character, sense of justice and morality. But how can it be cultivated?"
The female teacher quietly walked past Chen Jiu, and Chen Jiu exchanged a glance with Yi Xiao: "Let's not talk anymore, let's quickly comprehend the righteous energy of Haoran."
Suddenly, Chen Jiuyi's mind moved and he reached into his bosom to search for something. He pulled out a banner and Yi Xiao said in puzzlement: "What is this?"
"Haha, what a great thing! This is the manuscript of a saint!" Chen Jiu said with satisfaction.
Yi Xiao Xiao patted his head: "Oh, I forgot about you. You're the one with a saintly aura, who can write out sacred manuscripts. Hurry up and bring it out!"
Yi Xiao and Chen Jiu didn't hesitate, snatching Chen Jiu's sacred scroll and opening it instantly.
The great temple shook in an instant, and endless majestic energy rose into the air. The saint's handwriting emitted a white light.
In the distance, the lady's face changed: "The sacred handkerchief has appeared again."
After finishing speaking, the lady quickly came to the front of Chen Jiu and Yi Xiao Xiao, and immediately fixed her gaze on the painting, as if a fly had smelled fishy smell and couldn't move away.
The saint's handwriting is so precious that even this lady has no chance to see it.
"Where did this sacred letter come from?" The lady asked excitedly.
Yi Xiao Xiao suddenly came back to his senses and said: "Sir, it's Chen Jiu's."
"Is it yours?" The gentleman's beautiful eyes stared at Chen Jiu tightly.
"It's mine, what about it?"
"Can I borrow it for a few days?"
Chen Jiu shook his head, although the man's eyes were full of vigor, but compared to his own life, it was nothing. As soon as he thought of that ubiquitous underworld, the hairs on the back of Chen Jiu's neck would stand up.
"What a pity" Mr. gazed longingly at the painting, the aura of the sacred way had him enthralled.
Chen Ji licked his lips: "It's not that it can't be done, but I've recently encountered some trouble and need to rely on this painting to save my life. If you want to see the painting, sir, you'll probably have to do so by my side."
The lady suddenly smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, and the entire temple brightened up in that instant: "Alright then, for the next few months, I'll be relying on you."
Yi Xiao Xiao looked at Chen Jiu's appearance and couldn't help but let out a cold snort, Chen Jiu came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You're too kind, sir."
"My name is Chao Xiaoyu, I'm only a bit older than you all. From now on, just call me Little Fish Sister outside, but in the academy, I am Mr."
"Yes, yes." Chen nodded.
"Still not unfolding the calligraphy and painting, let's take a look together." Chao Xiaoyu said bluntly to Yi Xiaoqiao.
Xiao Xiao glanced at Chen Jiu and then said helplessly: "You actually show off such a treasure so casually, you'll only invite trouble in the future".
"Don't worry, I've got everything under control, from now on I'll take care of Little Jiu."
This commotion did not only startle the nearby scholars, but also some Confucianists were startled. However, under the gaze of Zhao Xiao Yu's murderous eyes, everyone retreated.
Chen Ji didn't know where he had moved a table from, and gently spread out a good-looking proclamation on it, then used paperweights to hold it down.
Gently grinding a piece of good indigo ink into powder, picking up the wolf hair brush, Chen Jing stood there quietly in contemplation.
At dawn, Xiaoyu's mind was already immersed in the majestic and sacred atmosphere of calligraphy and painting. Chen Jiutian picked up his wolf-hair brush and suddenly, seven big characters appeared on the paper: "I am good at nourishing my vast and upright energy".
Although this is a saying of the saints, it is not a classic. There are no strange phenomena, only the majestic and upright energy that Chen Jiuxia brings out when he writes with his brush.
Chen Jiu took the opportunity to feel the vast and upright atmosphere, immersing himself in that vast and upright atmosphere.
One side of Yi Xiao walked over, looked at the seven big words on Chen's imperial edict, and had a moment of contemplation, constantly deep in thought.
Hao Ran is vast and great, the righteous energy is a kind of power composed of morality and justice, from the void to the nine hells, where is there no merit? Where is there no heart of justice?
The majestic and upright air is everywhere; without it, heaven and earth would collapse.
A faint sense of justice arose from Chen Jiu's heart, and the ripples of this sense of justice shocked Chao Xiao Yu who was immersed in the Holy Path chapter: "Such a good talent is hard to imagine."
Although I understand and have grasped the concept of Haoran Zhengqi, if you ask me to explain it clearly, even to a little kid like Xiaoyu, what Haoran Zhengqi is and what its effects are, that's really hard to say.
A gentle and majestic aura was generated within Chen Jiu's body, then wandered around inside. After a moment of contemplation, he opened his eyes to look at Zhao Xiao Yu and Yi Xiao Xiao, who were both wearing expressions of surprise. Chen Jiu smiled lightly.
"You have grasped the mighty and upright energy." Although he had already sensed the power of that mighty and upright energy, Chao Xiao Yu still did not dare to believe it.
"Hmm" Chen Jiuzhou nodded heavily: "A very strange kind of power".
"What's wrong?" asked Yi Xiao Xiao.
"This feeling, it's hard to put into words" Chen Jiu said, rubbing his head.
"What?" Xiao Xiao was surprised.
"This power is wonderful, it's said to be non-lethal, but in certain situations, its lethality is enormous, with many subtle wonders that can only be experienced by oneself."
There is actually another benefit, which is that thoughts are unimpeded and unobstructed.
Chao Xiao Yu put away the sacred chapter, then stacked it up and returned it to Chen Jiu: "Come with me, I'll tell you about our Confucian boundary."
Taking a glance at Yi Xiao Xiao, Chen Jiu and Zhao Xiao Yu arrived at a secluded place, smelling the faint scent of flowers, yet it seemed to be the fragrance on Zhao Xiao Yu's body.
Looking at the fish swimming under the railing, Chen Xiaoyu said: "Our Holy Way, that is, the first realm of Confucianism is self-cultivation."
"Cultivate oneself?"
"Not bad, only by nourishing one's body and mind can one grasp the first wisp of majestic righteousness, it is this step of cultivating oneself that rejects countless students at the door."
"What is called self-cultivation is to choose the good and follow it, to study extensively in literature, and to restrain oneself with propriety. The essence of self-cultivation is a process of struggling against one's own bad habits and weak willpower, constantly examining and restraining one's words and deeds, using sincerity, benevolence, and humility to eliminate impurities from one's thoughts."
Looking at Chen Jiuyi's thoughtful gaze, Chao Xiaoyu smiled lightly: "Learning is to enrich and perfect one's character, put into practice in every word and deed, and transcend the boundaries of reason."
"Nurturing one's nature refers to preventing one's mind from being harmed, through self-reflection and introspection, it is the realm where body and mind reach perfection. This is extremely important for cultivation, many cultivators fall because they cannot guard against the demonic obstacles in their own hearts, and thus deviate from the correct path."
Chen nodded: "The student has learned."
He glanced at Chao Xiao Yu and Chen Jiu said with a hint of nervousness: "Sir, are you practicing the Fa Xian Dao's magic?"
Morning Xiao Yu nodded: "Not bad".
"Doesn't the majestic righteousness conflict with the power of law?"
"Ha ha, who told you that? You've already grasped the essence of Haoran's upright energy, and now you're asking this question again - isn't it quite laughable?"
Chen Jiu thought for a moment: "Fang Xian Dao's power comes from the heavens and earth, and Haoran Zheng Qi is also the power of the heavens and earth. Ah, I understand now."
After finishing, Chen Jiu Xi smiled, but immediately said: "No, why would some evil spirits be killed by the majestic and righteous energy of a great Confucian scholar? The power of evil spirits is also the power of heaven and earth."
In the morning, a small fisherman threw a leaf into the water: "This is not simple. A great Confucian scholar has a broad mind and a strong sense of justice, which naturally exists. The key is the realm. A great Confucian scholar's realm is high, and his strong sense of justice is the power of righteousness and morality. Those evil cultivators are all cruel and tyrannical, and they are not killed by the strong sense of justice, but by the impact of the strong sense of justice on the power of heaven and earth, the counterattack of the heavenly order. The strong sense of justice is the power of merit and righteousness, which naturally conflicts with the power of evil spirits, causing a conflict that is perceived by the will of heaven and earth.
"To know that the great Confucian is a symbol of the imperial court, and the imperial court represents the orthodoxy of heaven and earth. Of course, as the mighty and powerful energy of Haoran, how can it not have killing power? It's just that in this world, there is no distinction between high and low, and the power of Haoran is very strong, but it does not have absolute advantage, it only takes a light roar to subdue the evil spirits."

