Chapter 112: Everything is in the Practice

an "borrowing" someone else's vision.Thinking from the perspective of simply depriving vision naturally deviates from the right direction.“More like a warning,” the middle-aged woman said.“Warning” An...The gunshot from the black-clad demonic clan in the ancient demon cave, and the days of recuperation at Xi Yue Monastery, effectively forced a halt to my progress.

Ever since he had been a tireless man, never stopping for even a moment, Jiang Wang had to halt his relentless pursuit and release the tension in his taut strings.

A bow needs to be strung, and a sword needs to be honed.

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Man is not an inanimate object, and should have a degree of relaxation. But just as Yu Zhen said, Jiang Wang was too unwilling to let himself go.

Through thorns and hardships, never retreat. When conquering the enemy, one may inevitably be injured oneself.

When strong, it can cover everything; when weak, scars are inevitable.

To lie alone in a bed, isn't that also a kind of relaxation

It's like waking up from a very long sleep, and everything is flourishing again.

On this boundless prairie, Jiang Wang walked freely, leaning on his cane in his left hand and holding a book in his right. He occasionally glanced at it, then read an entire page—the book was bought from a bookstore on the roadside before coming to the prairie.

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Zheng Xuan ordered him to conceal his whereabouts and play the role of a missing prodigy, which would benefit Qi Jing's negotiations. After surviving the ordeal, he had no intention of making any more grand gestures. During his long journey to Xu Kong Temple, he picked up the idea he had once entertained of "reading ten thousand books."

Healing one's wounds is one thing, attending morning and evening classes is another, pondering Daoist principles is another, honing swordsmanship skills is another, experiencing the wonders of the world is another, reading is another...

All things are in the process of cultivation.

To know oneself is to grow inward, and to know the world is to grow outward. This is the process of human growth.

At this moment, Jiang Wang was reading a book called "White Tiger's Interpretation of Principles". It wasn't a military treatise, but a Confucian classic claiming to "explain the similarities and differences between the Five Classics and unify the interpretations of the modern texts." Of course, its so-called "modern texts" were already ancient when the book was written. "Unification" naturally only referred to the current moment, and it was impossible for it to apply to the present day.

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When read today, there are inevitably some parts that seem out of place.

Once I discussed reading with some friends, and without hesitation, I recommended this book to him. I said, "This book is a classic, and it will never go out of style even after another hundred years. And the parts that are a little out of date are precisely what will prevent you from being confined."

What this means is that the points contradicting Confucianism of the world can help Jiang Wang escape confinement and prevent him from falling into it. This is the right advice given because it knows that Jiang Wang is not a disciple of Confucianism.

According to Zhao Wu-yan, it's best to read "White Tiger Tong Yi" after "Chun Qiu Fan Lu" because the former inherits the latter. However, Jiang Wang couldn't find a copy at the bookstore, so he decided to read it later.

In addition, after Jiang Wang expressed his desire to read, Li Longchuan also recommended some classics of military strategy. Xu Xiangqian enthusiastically recommended...his own compiled and created "Collection of Poems by Shenxiu."

He claimed that his poetry "could be called divine."

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It is said that "intention can overcome words, and spirit can overcome intention." He believed in his poetic talent, confident that he was never inferior to anyone throughout his life.

In short, this collection of poems has remained at the bottom of the storage box, and Jiang Wang has never had the courage to open it.

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She had shed all traces of her former identity, sword sheathed away in its compartment. Only the jade pendant still hung at her waist...which to most people, was just an ordinary piece of jade anyway.

What stories about the first inner palace, Daqi Qingyangzi, are like tales from another person's life.

He is but a solitary gull in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, a lone traveler in the world of humans.

Thus, practicing cultivation, reading books, and enjoying the scenery, he journeys towards the highest royal court on the boundless prairie.

By chance, he encountered a herd of wild horses. Jiang Wang's childhood curiosity was stirred, and using his walking stick, which was also a beast-taming tool, he subdued a reddish-brown steed.

This horse is not comparable to the Flame-Illuminated Spirit, but among ordinary horses it is already considered top quality.

Sitting on horseback, I also learned from those scholars, shaking my head and nodding, reciting the classics of history, philosophy, poetry, and literature.

"Hey, Moye Lai!" a prairie girl with a few freckles on her face called out from afar: "Will you sell this horse"

She was feeding the cattle with hay and, seeing Jiang Wang’s... horse, she became very excited. She immediately mounted a small yellow pony and rode towards him.

That agile figure is dazzling.

Though her horse was small, it ran very fast. Its tail and the girl's tail both swished in the wind.

"Moyelai" is a prairie language, meaning "traveler from afar".

Speaking of the languages of various countries around the world, they actually don't differ that much. At least for extraordinary cultivators, those differences are easy to grasp.

Many countries' languages evolved from the Jingguo language, and tracing Jingguo language back further reveals its roots in the development of language during the Daoist era.

It's no wonder that the Jingguo Kingdom prides itself on its history, while the Taoist school claims to be the lineage of ten thousand streams.

Of course, the text is for "expounding the Way," and since people's understanding of "the Way" differs, the resulting texts also differ. This is the soil from which languages distinct from the Taoist language system are born.

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Besides accents, the main difference in language between Mu and Guo is that some nouns were inherited from the Cangtu Divine Language. Such as "Mo Yilai" and "A Turu".

As for words like "yé gài," which are non-divine language nouns, they represent a natural evolution of the grassland people over a long history and belong to another linguistic evolution system.

The world is vast and there are many countries. It takes a scholar with extensive knowledge to clearly distinguish them.

Jiang Wang certainly wasn't "well-read" enough, but at least he knew Zhao Ru Cheng had, after developing in the pastoral state, also made a point of learning some common grassland vocabulary. At this time, he wouldn't be completely lost.

Shaking the book in his hand: "Not for sale, not for sale!"

As they spoke, the grassland girl had ridden closer on her horse, her eyes eagerly sizing up his steed. It seemed she truly liked it.

She spread her five fingers wide and held them out in front of Jiang Wang: "I'll trade you five oxen!"

Jiang Wang gazed serenely, the wind gentle as he continued to shake his book: "No change, no change!"

“Hey, you bookworm!” A girl with a few freckles on her face crossed her arms on horseback. “I’m not making you out to be the loser here! What will it take for you to switch”

Listen to this title!

Scholar!

Ginger looked quite pleased.

After just a few days of reading, he already has the air of a scholar! Indeed, talent like this can't be hidden.

He apparently didn't realize that his current image, with a hooded cloak, dragon-headed staff, and book in hand, was so intriguing. At least the book could give us a clue as to his identity.

"This..."

Jiang Wang pondered that he should get closer to the image of a Confucian scholar. Read what books, and follow that path! After racking his brains, he thought: "This is not a question of gain or loss. As Confucius said, 'A gentleman does not covet what others like!' "

The young girl retorted, "You said that just now, a gentleman should help others achieve their best! Why don't you listen"

We've met our match!

Unexpectedly, there are erudite scholars who have thoroughly read Confucian classics even on the grasslands!

She looks ordinary at first glance, but she is full of wisdom!

Jiang Wang became serious and put forth his best effort: “As the Master said, ‘Isn't it delightful to have friends come from afar’ You shouldn't be looking at my horse upon first meeting me instead of welcoming me warmly! Is this not the proper way to treat a guest”

"Stop talking nonsense!" the girl snapped. "Just tell me, are you going to raise the price"

“Heh!” Jiang Wang felt he had the upper hand, so he pressed on, using a clear and righteous voice to say: "I consider money to be dirt. Poverty cannot move me, force cannot subdue me, and wealth cannot corrupt me!"

Having said that, she flicked her sleeve dismissively: "Need I say more!"

The girl stared at him for a long time.

"Are you crazy!"

> He went riding.

I couldn't help but shout after her back: "A gentleman like us should never speak ill of others! We can debate, but we shouldn't resort to insults!"limited visibility.He was almost out of Dongtu Peak, but Hai Zongming's trace was still nowhere to be seen.If he kept going past Xitu Peak, leaving the ambush behind, Jiang Wang would abandon this att...