Chapter 550: Eleven Pages of Heart Cultivation (2)

Page four: Negation.

Chen Ran was startled. He had reasoned before that the Method of Heart Cultivation had [Negation of Negation].

But here there was only one negation.

Chen Ran hesitantly flipped to the fifth page.

Page five: Negation of Negation.

Chen Ran closed his eyes, and his consciousness appeared in his Distance-Free Technique.

He glanced at [Anger], and immediately sat cross-legged. [Anger] walked over.

Sitting opposite him.

Both sides nodded, expressing respect.

Chen Ran nodded: "My name is Chen Ran."

Clearly, [Anger] hadn't inherited his serious attitude when facing opponents, and right off the bat was a burst of output: "Do you want to fucking listen to what you're saying? Your name is Chen Ran, then what is my name?"

"Your name is Chen Ran."

"No, bro, please get it straight for me that this is not the real world. We all have our respective identities. Your name is Chen Ran, and my name is also Chen Ran, then who is Chen Ran? Is it that dumbass?" [Anger] Chen Ran pointed at [Joy], who had a face full of enthusiastic interest.

"You are making trouble out of nothing." Chen Ran said, frowning slightly.

"I'm making trouble out of nothing? Fine, then let's explore the issue of a seed. A seed takes root and sprouts, grows into a fruit, blossoms and bears fruit. The fruit falls to the ground, the flesh rots, and the seed inside takes root and sprouts on the ground again. Then is there a difference between this seed and the previous seed?"

"There is a difference?" Chen Ran was uncertain.

"I make wood into a table; the table is wood, the wood is a table. By the same logic, a seed takes root and sprouts, goes through a round of circulation and becomes a seed again, and you're telling me there's a difference?"

"Since you say there's a difference, then we are all Chen Ran's consciousness. According to your meaning, doesn't it mean I and you have a difference? Your name is Chen Ran, then my name shouldn't be Chen Ran."

"No difference?" Chen Ran was uncertain.

[Anger] pointed at each other: "Are you sure we have no difference?"

Chen Ran looked at him speechlessly: "Then you tell me, is there a difference in the end or not?"

"It's me asking you, not you asking me. Also, are you really..."

"Named Chen Ran?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Ran asked.

"Since coming to Hell and experiencing countless amnesias, is the Chen Ran after amnesia still Chen Ran? Is the Chen Ran who retrieved his memory after amnesia still... the amnesiac Chen Ran?"

"Just like, you died in Hell, and Chen Yang used a Skill to create a you in the Living World. Is that Chen Ran still Chen Ran? Did this kind of operation actually let Chen Ran escape Hell or not?"

"The answer is no. Although the person is the same, consciousness possesses independence."

"The answer is yes. After all, he is also Chen Ran, he also has Chen Ran's consciousness; having Chen Ran's body and consciousness means he is Chen Ran."

Hearing this, Chen Ran looked at his [Anger] with a peculiar expression, speechless for a long time.

"Clearly, my words just now have touched the depths of your soul. Now tell me, what exactly is your name?"

"My name is Rational Chen Ran."

[Anger] Chen Ran scolded: "You are truly stupid. Since you are Chen Ran's rationality, then why do you still have to include [Chen Ran]? According to your logic, a cell is a part of the body, then shouldn't a cell not be called a cell, but be called a cell-human?"

"My name is Chen Ran's rationality." Chen Ran changed his words again and said.

"Idiot, why don't you try not suppressing your Mental State, are you sure you're still Chen Ran's rationality?"

"But right now, I am indeed in a state of suppressing my Mental State, then I should be Chen Ran's rationality!"

"Truly." [Anger] Chen Ran clutched his forehead, seemingly laughing from anger: "If you don't suppress your Mental State, you possess all of Chen Ran's emotions. If you suppress your Mental State, your body is then dominated by rationality. Then the question comes, you are only suppressing your emotions, not thoroughly abandoning all emotions; your body possesses all of Chen Ran's emotions. Do you think merely saying you are Chen Ran's rationality is appropriate?"

"You are just a dumbass!" [Anger] Chen Ran raised his middle finger at Chen Ran.

"Next question." [Anger] Chen Ran clearly didn't want to give him a chance to react.

"A white horse is a horse, a black horse is a horse. Is a white horse a black horse?"

"Of course not!"

"According to what you say, a white horse is not a horse?"

"A white horse is a horse, but it cannot summarize all horses. White is a horse's accident, things possess accidents, forms, and essences."

Hearing this, [Anger] smiled faintly: "According to your words, white is an accident, and horse is a form. And Socrates' "Metaphysics" mentioned that the essence of things is form. Gongsun Long also said: ['Horse' is used to designate the form; 'white' is used to designate the color. What designates the color does not designate the form.], which is also saying that the essence of things is form."

"Simply put, a white horse is judged based on its accident, namely a specific thing; a horse is judged based on its form, namely a universal phenomenon, and the two are definitely different. Therefore..."

"A white horse is not a horse!"

Hearing this, Chen Ran had a headache. Before he died, he was afraid of encountering contrarians, but now his own anger had become a contrarian, making his head hurt even more.

Therefore, he organized his phrasing in his heart and said: "That's right, what designates the color does not designate the form, namely a white horse is not a horse. The theoretical basis as well as the conclusion are all correct."

"But, this belongs to you secretly replacing concepts. You saying a white horse is not a horse, for you, is different phrasing on [accident] and [form]. Simply put, you saying a white horse is not a horse, translated over, is saying: [accident] and [form] are different."

"Therefore, for you, a white horse is not a horse is definitely a correct conclusion."

"But for me, you saying a white horse is not a horse is saying: a white horse is not a horse, namely a white horse doesn't have the [form] of a horse."

"Therefore, for me, you saying a white horse is not a horse is definitely erroneous."

Hearing this, [Anger] finally revealed his final fangs: "Then the question comes: when I said a white horse is not a horse, very obviously this sentence has already violated common sense. Then you tell me, did I actually lie or not?"