This guy and his friend were arguing for half an hour about whether they should eat fish today.

You are not a fish, you know how happy fish is.

You are not me, how do you know that I don’t know the joy of fish?

Many young urchins confronted each other and shouted: "You are stupid."

"Anyone who calls me stupid is a fool."

"The person who calls me stupid is the one who is stupid."

Zhuang Zhou enjoyed this and was free and easy. Seeing that things seemed to be quarreling, he simply handed over his hand as an elder and said lazily: "Wrong, wrong, you heard wrong. I didn't mean old man, I meant, I

, Lao Tzu.”

The middle-aged man said: "Are you still swearing?"

"What curse words?"

Zhuang Zhou said seriously: "The old man deserves longevity; the son deserves respect!"

"According to what you said, I respect him!"

"I!"

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. He simply had no idea what to do with this lazy but logically self-consistent guy in front of him. Zhuang Zhou laughed and raised his hands to the self-proclaimed Qiu in front of him, saying: "Please, North

The wise man, Qiu!"

"My uncle is also Lao Tzu."

In full view of everyone, Zhuang Zhou glanced at the disciple and joked in a teasing tone, "He is waiting for you."

"good."

Qiu's expression was solemn. He and Zhuang Zhou walked side by side to the old man at Jixia Academy. Both Qiu and Zhuang Zhou had a premonition and talked to the old man again,

Opportunities are running out.

This may already be the last time.

The old man was sixty-eight years old.

Qiu's year was fifty-one.

The seventeen years between these years represent the youthful energy of the old man that is no longer known to anyone in this era.

He is a heroic young man that people of this era have gradually forgotten as time goes by.

Even the unification of the world was already seventeen years ago. In the peaceful era, the battle between the demon world more than fifty years ago has gradually turned into a legend. This era is a magnificent era, a magnificent and prosperous age.

The people live and work in peace and contentment and pursue their pursuits. Who still remembers the 16-year-old Taoist priest who walked around with a sword?

always like this.

Our lives, deaths and adventures became stories, and stories eventually became legends over time.

Legends will one day be sublimated into myths, and our original imprints and prototypes will also completely disappear. Only a few short words will remain after many years, which contain the grandeur of the past.

It's just that from what others read, such an earth-shattering meeting was just a simple sentence.

When Zi was fifty years old, he did not hear the Tao, so he went south to see Lao Tzu.

——"Zhuangzi·Outer Chapter"

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When Qiu saw the old man again, his expression became more and more humble. The old man was still wearing a black robe and a light gray double-breasted lining. His white hair was as white as silver and he was tied up with a jade crown. At first glance, he looked almost a little strange.

I don’t know about the jade crown carved from Kunshan jade and the old man’s hair.

Qiu Gong paid a visit to him. Different from the previous two visits, Qiu in this era had already become famous all over the world. He was a great sage who was no less inferior to the old man. His disciples and grandchildren opened up the cultural context after this era, and

He came here to meet the most virtuous and respected old man in front of the nine stone tablets.

This detonated the entire world almost in an instant.

Li Weifeng had to order many guards to maintain order.

But they never thought that nine out of ten guards would take a vacation today. If they were not allowed to, they would just say that they were too hungry and could not do their jobs. After the officer in charge left, they would directly climb the wall and leave, and then turn the next corner.

Everywhere I met the commander who was also leaking out, and they smiled awkwardly at each other.

What a pity, what a pity.

The matter of discussing Taoism has still not been made public. I don’t know whether it is because I want to practice Taoism and remember to aim high, or because of other reasons. This time, the discussion was the same as seventeen years ago. There were still two people, the white-haired old man, and the other two people.

There is the fifty-one-year-old Qiu.

The recorder was Zhuang Zhou.

This discussion lasted for three months.

It’s longer than before!

Someone asked the later Zhuang Zhou why he didn’t practice diligently since he had witnessed such an unprecedented experience and probably would not be discussed by others in the future. Zhuang Zhou remained silent for a long time, then stood with his hands folded and sighed with emotion:

"Life has a limit but knowledge not."

This sentence is so sad.

People feel that this undisciplined Taoist sage also has a serious side.

People think that this talented Taoist senior, after witnessing that Tao discussion with his own eyes, probably felt regret and sadness in his heart. My life has limits, but knowledge is boundless.

Immediately, I heard the Taoist senior add the next sentence:

"If you follow the boundless with the boundless, you will be in danger!"

Using such a precious life to pursue the road without limits is simply a stupid street kid.

At that time, there was a saying that those who are greedy for life and fearful of death are pretending to be sick.

This contrast directly makes others stunned.

Zhuang Zhou recorded this sentence naturally and confidently.

Put it in——"Health Preservation Chapter".

study?

There is no end to learning this stuff. You should eat and sleep when you should, so don’t think too much about it.

As for the outcome of this discussion, Zhuang Zhou also recorded it in his own writings.

[What is the fate of heaven? Where is the earth? What is the struggle between the sun and the moon? Who advocates it? What is the principle? Who lives without anything to push it and do it? The intention is that it is organic and has no choice? The intention is its operation.

And can't stop the evil on its own? The clouds are like rain? The rain is like clouds? Which one is Long Shi?]

[I won’t be out for three months, see you again]

[Laozi said - Yes, Qiu got it]!

These words were recorded by Zhuang Zhou in his own inheritance. As for the name of this article, Zhuang Zhou, who was already old at that time, was content with supreme freedom, but was lazy and did not seek immortality, was silent for a long time, with nostalgia for the past.

, for the nostalgia of the past, he did not shed tears, he just laughed and sang, and wrote down his name——

[Zhuangzi Tianyun]!

He put down his pen and vaguely remembered the words the old man said with a smile and lowered eyes.

"Qiu, I got it!"

And Zhuang Zhou was not the only one who was shocked by the joy, expectation, calmness, and open-mindedness of letting go in these four words. On that day, on the mountain opposite the bookkeeper, a man in a green shirt lowered his eyes and looked at all this.

Holding the wine bottle, he watched the old man stand up with a gentle smile, watched Qiu bow his hands, and the old man patted his shoulder.

Then the old man came out.

Two people, light and dark are intertwined, as if time is colliding.

At that moment, the old man walked across the hill.

The old man's white hair fell down and his eyes were gentle.

All the schools of thought specialize in one section, but Taoism covers them all!

The program of hundreds of schools of thought and the ancestor of all things.

Taoist!

Qiu bowed his hands and bowed, meticulously and solemnly.

There has never been a Master since the beginning of mankind!

Respect the teacher of all generations and set a precedent.

Confucianism!

At this moment, the years have merged.

Zhuang Zhou was beside him, his heart surged with great waves!

The scribe in blue shirt was holding a wine pot and looking ahead. He saw that the tree of Yuqing had already grown to its limit. It sprouted in seventeen years, branched out in seventeen years, and followed the path of the disciples in another seventeen years.
To be continued...