My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 1638 History flashes before our eyes

"Well, I think Shui Bo has made good arrangements before."

Peng Yuanzhi said, "But... can we meet that young man first? The one called..."

"Yang Feng."

"Yes, yes, let's meet this Yang Feng first. I'm really looking forward to it."

Peng Yuanzhi was a little excited and said, "This is the person recorded on the stone tablet. He was able to fight Shui Bo, which means the prophecy on the stone tablet is indeed correct. I really want to see what this person looks like. Could he have three heads and six arms?"

"He is in seclusion now. I'm afraid he may not be able to come out in the short term."

"Retreat?"

"Yes, it should be related to the previous disaster."

Fu Ze talked about how Yang Feng had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy before.

Peng Yuanzhi was surprised and said, "Hey, this Shui Bo didn't tell me this."

"There are so many things to say, and I haven't caught up yet."

Shui Bo said.

While the two were talking, Wu Youan was already rubbing his hands together.

"Okay! I guess I should go wake him up! The festival won't start until three days later, so I want to spar with him before the festival. I must see what's so special about this young man!"

Wu Youan's eyes were full of passion, and he looked like he was ready to fight with Yang Feng at any time.

Shui Bo and Peng Yuanzhi looked helpless and said, "You'an, it's not very polite for you to disturb him while he's in retreat. Besides, since Shui Bo has already informed him, he will definitely come out at the agreed time."

"Yeah, I think if I really don't come out by then, I'd better go and see the situation again."

Shui Bo was also worried that Wu Youan would really go and fight with Yang Feng.

Wu Youan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I know what I am doing."

As he spoke, the sound of his fists shaking did not stop.

It has to be said that Wu Youan, as one of the three top masters in Chu Village, is incompatible with the other two.

Not only is he younger, but his personality is also not as calm as the other two.

Perhaps for Chucun, he was an unexpected gain.

But now Chu Village has become much more lively.

As the sacrificial ceremony was about to begin, many people were awakened at this time.

Among these people, in addition to ancient martial artists like Wu Youan, there are also some people of high moral character and prestige, or historians.

These historians take turns in their duties, partly to ensure the objectivity of history.

Secondly, it is also for the sake of inheritance.

And just as Chu Village was decorating with lights and preparing for the sacrificial ceremony as if it were New Year's Day.

A hillside in the distance of the snow-capped mountains.

It's still unusually quiet here.

Yang Feng was still sitting on the bamboo mat in the house making tea.

Thick dust can be seen nearby.

In addition to the dust, there were even birds flying by, occasionally stopping in the yard at the door, and finally even jumping into the house chirping, and landed on Yang Feng's arm.

But Yang Feng seemed to be completely unaware of all this.

He just closed his eyes and meditated there.

At this moment, he was like a tree that was supposed to be here.

Yang Feng blended in with everything around him without showing the slightest sense of incongruity.

But what no one knew was that at this time, Yang Feng had already arrived in an extremely mysterious world.

He seemed to be traveling around, with many images flashing in his eyes.

Yang Feng didn’t know whether this was an illusion or something that these eyes had witnessed before.

But Yang Feng couldn't interfere with what he saw.

He could only take a cursory look and watch this rich history flash by.

At this moment, Yang Feng felt like he was watching a movie, watching the scenes flash by in the darkness.

It seemed as if these eyes stored many past scenes, which flashed by one after another at this moment.

Yang Feng didn't even have time to identify who these historical figures were.

He was floating in this dark space.

These fragments flashed before his eyes until he felt himself slowing down.

Yang Feng saw the picture gradually becoming clearer in the darkness.

This is next to the river.

There were two people dressed in ancient clothes, sitting cross-legged on a rock, seemingly debating.

One of them was dressed simply, in coarse linen clothes.

He looked at the person in front of him, as if he was thinking.

Opposite this person was a man dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The man in fancy clothes said seriously, "Master, now the rituals and music are in disarray, the princes are in constant conflict, and the people are suffering. In my opinion, only by reviving the Zhou rituals, and everyone abiding by their duties, and taking benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness as the principles, can the world return to peace."

His eyes were firm and his expression was solemn, as if he had already seen the orderly and prosperous scene under the Zhou rituals.

But the man in plain clothes shook his head and said, "The Zhou rituals you mentioned are just old relics left by the ancient kings. Times are like a rushing river, changing all the time. How can we use the rules of the past to restrict people today? Look at all things in the world, they all follow the way of nature, the sun rises and sets, the flowers bloom and fade, they all have their own laws, why do we need to deliberately carve and standardize them?"

The man raised his hand and pointed at the flowers, plants and trees swaying in the wind in the courtyard. The breeze blew past, and the branches and leaves rustled, as if responding to his words.

Yang Feng understood that this was a debate between Lao Tzu and Confucius.

After hearing this, Confucius had different opinions in his mind.

But he still responded modestly: "Master, etiquette is the cornerstone of society. If people are rude, they are like beasts. Fathers and sons have affection, rulers and ministers have righteousness, husbands and wives have distinctions, elders and juniors have order, and friends have trust. Only in this way can society be harmonious and stable. If everyone does what they want, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

Laozi smiled slightly, looked into the distance, and said leisurely: "The etiquette you mentioned is just a form. Over-emphasizing the form will make people lose their original heart. The real Tao is to follow nature and rule by inaction."

“Just like this water, it seems extremely weak, but it can drip through hard stone with long-term persistence. If the world can follow the way of nature and not interfere too much with the people, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and society will prosper invisibly.”

“Although the way of nature has its profoundness, people living in the world must always have a principle and pursuit. I promote Zhouli and teach people to treat others with kindness. This is not to restrict people, but to hope that everyone can find their own value and direction in this complicated world, so that society can be filled with warmth and justice.”

Confucius' words are powerful and demonstrate his persistence in his beliefs.

Laozi nodded slightly and said, "Confucius, you have such an ambition to embrace the world, which is rare. But there is more than one way in this world. You go your way, I stick to mine, maybe the ultimate goal is for the benefit of all people in the world, but the methods are different."

Both of them seemed to see something in each other.

Yang Feng could only watch the debate between the two people passing by like an outsider.