Fei Ren suddenly realized that he had been chosen as a "preacher" by Saint Kong. How could he, who had always been humbled by himself, be willing to obey? He immediately shook his head like a rattle, waved his hands and said, "I can't do it, I really can't! I can't even read a book. I haven’t finished reading properly, I don’t have any talent or knowledge in my belly, and I don’t look like a scholar at all… How can I be qualified to take on such an important responsibility?!”
Sage Kong raised his head and laughed, "What does it matter if you haven't read a book? What does it matter if you don't have ink in your belly? It doesn't matter. As long as you are determined to learn, it's still not too late to start studying today."
"Sir, I'm..."
Fei Ren wanted to say something more.
"No more words!"
The Master interrupted solemnly, "Since you have become my disciple, why don't you call yourself a 'student'? Are you still so stubborn and stubborn and unwilling to follow my wishes?"
Fei Ren immediately fell silent and pressed her forehead firmly against the futon.
The greatest sage of Confucianism throughout the ages shook his arms down at the same time.
The clothes bulged, and thick golden powder poured out from the two wide cuffs.
Just like a waterfall.
They were all scattered on Feiren's body.
Feiren's originally transparent and green body was soon completely enveloped in gold powder, and the whole person gradually began to float.
When the powder floated around, a brand new body slowly fell to the ground from mid-air.
Feiren's whole body is still emerald green, but her clothes and appearance are completely different from before.
Wear a high crown, long gown, and tie.
He is tall and elegant, with a delicate and handsome appearance.
It's like a character stepping out of a painting!
When Ling Zhen saw that he had turned into such a state of being, he secretly praised in his heart: "What a good guy, he has a perfect Confucian temperament!"
Qiu Jin even praised without reservation: "Handsome enough, Feiren, you are so handsome!"
"This this……"
Feiren's whole face was filled with disbelief, and he looked at the clothes on his body in shock.
"As you wish, you now truly look like a scholar."
Confucius said loudly, "I have transferred all the energy I have stored for thousands of years into your body, and now you have 90% of the awe-inspiring energy in the world!"
Fei Ren's knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground again with a plop, kowtowing and said, "My lord, no, the student has thanked you sir!"
"Finally, after a thousand years, I can finally rest..."
In the Dacheng Hall, in front of the bronze statue, Confucius' tall body began to dim a little.
"gentlemen!"
Feiren cried out in fear, "Sir, you don't want..."
"I have no energy left, and the remaining soul of my soul can no longer hold on."
Confucius's voice became lower and lower.
"gentlemen……"
Feiren choked with sobs and said, "The student has just joined the disciples and hasn't spoken much to the teacher yet. Why does the teacher want it? He wants it..."
"Go and read. Everything I want to say is in the book."
The sound was so faint that it was almost impossible to see.
"Yes, students will definitely study hard!"
Fei Ren said with tears.
"Okay, children can be taught."
The world-renowned teacher, who was revered as the "Confucian Sage" by the world, had no regrets in his heart when his soul was about to dissipate.
In an extremely cheerful and gratified tone, he left three words as his last words: "Benevolence remains."
I watched my husband’s body disappear into thin air with these three words.
Fei Ren, who looked like a Confucian scholar, fell to the ground crying.
After a long time, Qiu Jin stepped forward, knelt down and patted Fei Ren on the shoulder, "You are now the most powerful Confucian disciple in the world. Cheer up and don't let me down for your righteousness!"
Feiren's crying gradually stopped, "I'll give half of the righteousness in my body to you."
"Huh? Why...oh, is it because of the agreement you made with me?"
Qiu Jin waved his hand, "This thing was not cultivated by yourself. It was given to you by others for free. In the agreement, it did not say that I should share half of the things that others gave you, so you should keep it for yourself. Well. This is something that your husband has guarded for a thousand years. If you transfer it to others so easily, he will probably be angry."
Feiren said "Yes", and his handsome face showed an extremely determined look, "I will never let you down, sir!"
Qiu Jin smiled slightly, "You already have 90% of the Confucian aura in the world. How do you feel?"
Feiren's face was filled with joy, "Excellent."
"What's a good idea?"
Qiu Jin asked with narrowed eyes.
"Hmm...it's like the world is in my chest."
"So exaggerated?"
Qiu Jin obviously didn't believe this description.
"It's not an exaggeration."
Fei Ren said seriously, "I can even sense the rest of the awe-inspiring energy in the world."
"The remaining 10%? Where is it?"
Qiu Jin asked.
Fei Ren closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, then opened his eyes and said happily: "Under the sky, everywhere populated by people, there is a Confucian spirit."
Qiu Jin put his hands on his hands and smiled, praising: "It's so amazing!"
"Can you please wait for me for a moment? I have something I want to do."
Suddenly, Feiren's body flew out of the palace door, and then with a slight jump, he came to the roof of Dacheng Palace.
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Under the night, this Confucian disciple who had never finished reading a book stood on the roof and shouted with all his strength: "Here comes the book!"
The sound shook the world.
Heaven and earth can hear it.
That night in Qinhuai City, countless Confucian classics were surrounded by green light, flying towards the Confucian Confucian Temple dedicated to the Confucius.
The sky seemed to be covered with a brilliant and boundless green screen.
The spectacle is so spectacular that it is rare throughout the ages!
The people in the city knelt down and worshiped, thinking that it was a Confucian saint who appeared.
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The thousand-year-old spiritual stone jade man, with the overwhelming righteousness of ninety-percent Confucianists in the world as a gift from Saint Kong, shouted an extremely domineering "Shu Lai" from the roof of Dacheng Hall.
In one fell swoop, he achieved the realm of "the second Confucian sage".
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The Fei people moved thousands of Confucian classics in Qinhuai City to the palace.
The entire Kong Confucian Temple is filled with brilliant green light.
Ye Yiran has been in a state of extreme shock since he said "The book is here", with his mouth open and speechless.
Ling Zhen thought to himself that it would be great if Fei Ren was a sword cultivator. He could directly help him open the sky and save himself countless things.
Qiu Jin raised his head and looked at the huge green light floating in mid-air, wrapped in countless books, shook his head, clicked his tongue twice, and sighed: "The awe-inspiring aura of Confucianism is so overbearing... Hey, Feiren , why do you have so many books?"
The scholar-like lady smiled slightly and said, "Sir, I entrusted you with a heavy responsibility before you passed away. I should study diligently to comfort your spirit in heaven."
"It's certainly a good thing that you have this intention."
Qiu Jin said, "But you can't read them one by one. How are you going to get so many books at once?"
"You don't have to worry, I have a solution."
Feiren waved his arm, and the green ball of light, which was several times larger than a human, suddenly flew towards Qiu Jin.
"ah?!"
Qiu Jin looked down and saw that the green light was shrinking in size and retracted into the Lihen Lock on his chest at an extremely fast speed.
"that's it."
Feiren said with a smile, "The world in the lock is vast, no matter how many books you put in it, it won't be a problem."
Qiu Jin applauded him and expressed his admiration, "Awesome, really awesome. Why don't you move all the Dacheng Hall into the lock? Then you can still worship the statue of the saint every day."
Feiren was stunned for a moment, showed an expression of sudden realization, and then said: "Yes, I will give it a try."
"Hey, I was kidding!"
Qiu Jin opened his eyes wide and shouted quickly.
Feiren began to mobilize the extremely abundant righteousness in his body.
Soon, the entire Dacheng Hall was surrounded by green light.
"Excuse me, please stay outside for a while."
Fei Ren bowed.
Qiu Jin was helpless, so he took Ye Yiran's hand and walked out of the palace gate with Ling Zhen, the young man in green robe.
I just walked out and walked a few steps.
Green light fills the sky!
The size of the main hall began to shrink rapidly, and finally it also entered the Lock of Lihen.
The square suddenly became empty.
Ye Yiran's eyes were dazed.
Qiu Jin kept applauding as hard as he could.
Ling Zhen smacked his lips and said, "Jue, so damn awesome!"
