Under Yang Jiao's Dao voice, all living beings in Futu felt a great shock. Under the golden light, everyone revealed a confused expression.
The Book of Changes contained a wide range of knowledge. Yang Jiao did not mention the Connate Eight Trigrams. What he said was learning.
The Book of Changes was first created by Ji Chang during the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was then perfected by the Confucian school of thought for nearly a thousand years and was hailed as the number one theory of Confucianism.
This book was suitable for enlightenment. It mainly hinted that the human race should constantly strive for self-improvement and the spirit of going against the current. The Book of Changes was extensive and profound, and no one had been able to truly study this book.
Following Yang Jiao's lecture, countless Yi learning techniques were spat out, causing him to become even more proficient in Yi learning.
"All living beings are suffering. The human race should go against the current and strive for self-improvement!”
His voice was righteous and his expression was solemn.
All the living beings looked hesitant, as if they did not understand. However, regardless of whether they were elderly, middle-aged, women, or children, they all knelt on the ground as if they had sensed something.
"Thank you for teaching me, Saint Master!"
Yang Jiao smiled gratefully. Although he did not give any material help, Yang Jiao was still very gratified.
For some reason, the dark clouds in the sky began to grow gloomy. The sunlight shone down from thousands of miles away. The human race smiled, and the gloominess buried in their eyes finally disappeared. Everyone stood up facing each other.
His eyes revealed a light of wisdom as he bowed to Yang Jiao in the sky with extraordinary respect.
At this moment, although their bodies were abnormally weak, they all straightened their waists. The human race should constantly strive for self-improvement.
Yang Jiao nodded in satisfaction. His body turned into a ray of light and left. In the sky, he split into hundreds of golden lights that shot towards the horizon.
They were Yang Jiao's Essence Soul avatars. Every time they encountered a human gathering place, he would give a lecture to everyone regardless of the number of people.
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In the Tushita Palace in the Human Realm Upon Heavens.
The Eight Trigrams Furnace was burning with raging true fire. An old man with white hair and a youthful face was sitting cross-legged at the side. Looking at his figure from afar, it seemed to exist between reality and illusion, making it difficult for people to figure it out.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes. Rays of light shot out, and his expression was indescribable.
"Who is fighting for the luck of our human race!”
As he calculated with his fingers, an inexplicable heavenly might appeared.
Laozi opened his eyes and a light flashed past them."The heavens are vigorous, and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.”
Laozi was the Hierarch of the Human Tribe and had three layers of Luck. He was responsible for teaching the Human Tribe. However, because of his inaction, he only passed down the Tao Te Ching. Although it had its Tao, it was difficult to understand. Only a few people could understand it.
But now, the appearance of a scripture had helped him to educate, causing his luck to lose a little.
"Sigh!"
Yang Jiao, on the other hand, had used the Art of Turning One into Three Pure Ones to divide his Primordial Spirit into hundreds of parts and spread it across the entire Untainted Land. Wherever there was a Human Tribe, Yang Jiao would appear.
Five years!
As Yang Jiao set foot in the entire Primordial World, his reputation quickly spread among the human race.
" Sagemaster?!"
When King Chengtang received the message from his subordinates, he glanced at the scroll handed over by his subordinates and his face was filled with fatigue.
After the change of dynasties, the Human Tribe faced a great calamity. Many people said that the Shang Dynasty had defied the heavens and committed heresy, which was not tolerated by heaven and earth.
Everyone was talking about it, and even the soup felt like it had really been made.
"The heavens are vigorous, and a gentleman should strive to improve himself!”
"Hahaha! How could I fear the Heavenly Dao? How could humans kneel down to the heavens and pray to the gods?”
Cheng Tang laughed wildly, his words filled with disdain." Fighting against the heavens, the earth, and the people is an endless joy! What did I do wrong?"
In the huge bronze hall, a leisurely laughter came, followed by a burst of shouts.
"Pass down the order. Master has the virtue of heaven. He is my teacher and also the teacher of the human race!”
"As the ruler of the human race, I issue a decree: He was granted the title of "Holy Master." I am waiting for the Holy Master in Shang Tang.”
His tone was respectful, full of admiration, and even a hint of admiration.
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"Farewell, Sagemaster!"
Everyone bowed respectfully. The person with the golden cloud above his head had a solemn expression. He had a dignified aura. Above his head, a thousand feet of auspicious clouds of virtue gathered, but they never descended.
Yang Jiao had been teaching in the Untainted Land for five years. From the beginning until now, he had to explain the doctrine of the Book of Changes hundreds of times a day. With the continuous refinement of the doctrine, he now had his own understanding of the Book of Changes.
He wanted to perfect a scripture that belonged to himself and the human race. This scripture included the theories of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy that he had read in his previous life, as well as the 1,000 scriptures and 300 complete books of Dharmakaya that he had previously recorded.
He wanted to create a shocking essence.
At this moment, even Yang Jiao's eyes contained a rich golden light. The rich power of virtue in the sky was ready to be released. On the day he wrote the book, the virtue would fall like a heavy rain.
"The last dish, Shang Tang!"
He looked ahead with lifeless eyes. The golden dragon of providence circled the entire city. Its astonishing providence was enough to suppress all ghosts and monsters outside this world.
When Yang Jiao descended with boundless might, all living beings in the city witnessed it.
"Roar!"
The 10,000-foot-long Golden Luck Dragon let out a roar and actually landed on its own, opening a path for him.
"Welcome, Sagemaster!"
Regardless of whether it was the commoners below the city or the dignitaries above the high hall, all of them respectfully shouted.
"I have a scripture called Yi. It is written in the heavenly language and knows the geographical location.”
"I have a legend called 'Speak, Understand the Way, Know the Destiny.”
"I have a teaching called learning. It is self-improvement, and the Dao is free.”
"Are you willing to learn?"
Yang Jiao smiled and looked at the living beings. At this moment, he was extremely solemn and even had the might of a saint. Golden light bathed the living beings, and whether they were sick, hungry, cold, bitter, or happy, they were all eliminated.
In a bronze hall, a man wearing a black dragon robe had a dignified expression. It was Cheng Tang.
"We are willing to learn. Please teach us, Sagemaster!”
"Please enlighten me, Sagemaster!"
All living beings gathered their luck and gathered towards Yang Jiao.
"Haha!"
Yang Jiao's body stood in the void. From afar, hundreds of golden lights rushed towards him. Each of them was an avatar that Yang Jiao had split up previously.
Each clone carried a thick cloud of virtue.
In the blink of an eye, countless avatars gathered towards him, and at the same time, the cloud of virtue also fused towards Yang Jiao's head.
In the blink of an eye, the cloud of virtue that was thousands of feet tall had expanded to tens of thousands of feet wide. Auspicious golden lotuses gathered on the cloud and descended with endless might.
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