"What?"
When Ci Song said that his saint's curse had been lifted, Ci Qibai did not choose to believe it at first. He came directly to Ci Song's side, transferred his talent into Ci Song's body, and carefully examined Ci Song's body.
"Once contaminated by the Saint's Curse, it cannot be resolved. The Saint's Curse in your body is still strong and has not dissipated." Ci Qibai sensed the existence of the Saint's Curse from Ci Song's body, and his face suddenly became ugly.
"Father, everything I said is true."
Ci Song looked at his father's gloomy face and knew that he had not yet fully recovered his senses. He continued to explain, "Father, I really didn't lie to you. The saint's curse in me has indeed been resolved by Qu Sheng's saint's blessing. Now that the saint's blessing and saint's curse have reached a perfect balance in my body, even if someone uses the saint's curse on me in the future, it will be of no use to me."
After hearing Ci Song's description, Ci Qibai's expression softened. He checked Ci Song's body again. This time he checked very carefully. After a full stick of incense, Ci Qi Bai Then he stopped what he was doing, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "It's really so weird, the saint's curse actually balances with the saint's blessing."
The two forces in Ci Song's body are incompatible with each other, but they restrain each other, forming a strange balance. This also proves that Ci Song's words are correct. Today's saint's curse no longer has any impact on Ci Song.
In addition to these two forces, he also sensed the golden dragon and true phoenix breaths in Ci Song's body. The two breaths blended with each other to form a perfect cycle, showing the harmony of dragon and phoenix, continuously providing strength to Ci Song.
"It seems that my son gained a lot from this trip to the Five Courtyard Tea Party."
Ci Qi Bai Xuan's heart was completely relieved. Today, Ci Song has many powers, and his literary and Taoist cultivation has reached the level of a scholar. This speed far surpasses his own back then.
"Let's talk in my bedroom, Uncle Cuo, you can come too."
At this time, all the furniture in the study was turned into dust under the crushing force of Ci Qibai's talent. There was not even a place to sit. They could no longer stay, so the three of them had to move to the bedroom.
In the bedroom.
Ci Qibai sat on the main seat, Gongsun Cuo sat next to Ci Qibai, and Ci Song stood.
Seeing that his father's mood had completely stabilized, Ci Song asked the question that had not been answered just now: "Father, what kind of power is this Master Palace?"
Ci Qibai sighed slightly and said: "Originally, I didn't want you to come into contact with the secrets of this world so early, but now that things have developed to this point, there is no need to hide it anymore."
Ci Qibai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, as if to calm down the emotions in his heart.
"This First Master's Hall is the foundation of Confucianism. It is responsible for managing all matters of Confucianism and Taoism in the world. Anyone who can join the First Master's Hall must at least reach the level of literary giants. However, there are at least thirty more semi-saints in the First Master's Hall. So many." Ci Qibai slowly explained.
"So many?" Ci Song was completely confused. There are so many semi-saints in this world?
"What about the five major academies?"
"The five major academies were established by Confucius and the four sub-sages. Unlike the First Master's Hall, it was spontaneously established by the Confucian semi-sages."
Ci Qibai said with some emotion in his tone: "Back then, Confucius won the battle of the great ways, but he did not monopolize the world's talents and bring the great ways to Confucianism, but included all the ways of hundreds of schools of thought into the great ways. Feeding back the talents of heaven and earth to the scholars of the world, the thousand years after the ascension of Confucius will be the most glorious thousand years of the entire literary world. Everyone in the world can practice, everything in the world can be ink, and half-sages are as numerous as feathers. There are endless saints.”
"It was also during those thousand years that many saints emerged, and they all followed the example of Confucius, integrating the talents of heaven and earth into the great road, and making the whole world prosperous."
"The First Master's Hall was also established at that time. Its original purpose was to limit the influence of various schools of semi-saints and above and maintain the balance of the world. The First Master's Hall at that time recruited capable people from various schools."
"In addition, in order to prevent the fights between the strong men of literature and Taoism from affecting the weak, the people of the First Master's Palace issued a covenant. The content of the covenant is also very simple. Strong men with a cultivation level of semi-saint or above are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs. Violators will be surrounded and suppressed by other Semi-Saints in the world."
"According to the holy agreement, which is recognized by scholars all over the world, no powerful person above the semi-saint level will participate in mortal battles, and they are not allowed to interfere even if the dynasty changes. This is one of the reasons why the Great Zhou Dynasty can still survive to this day. "
Ci Qibai talked a lot in succession, and Ci Qi Song was stunned for a moment, and a turmoil arose in his heart.
He couldn't understand why his father would offend such a powerful force. Isn't he a literary genius? According to that covenant, shouldn't his father be targeted by them?
And what is their purpose? Even if some of their father's ideas are indeed inconsistent with the Confucianism of this era, the idea of seeking common ground while reserving differences does exist in this world. They wouldn't target their father like this, right?
Unless their father has something they want, and this thing is extremely important, so important that they would take action against their father even if they know it will violate the covenant.
Suddenly, Ci Song thought of a treasure, a treasure given to him by his father, which existed in his Dantian. Even his teacher did not find it when he checked his body.
Orb of literary luck!
Ci Song's thoughts suddenly became clear, as if all his doubts had been answered. This Wen Lun Orb must be a treasure that all the forces in the world are competing for, even semi-saints are flocking to it. After my father got the Wen Yun Orb, he must have been noticed by the people in the First Master's Palace, so he attracted their attention.
"Father, are those people targeting you for the Wen Yun Pearl?" Ci Song carefully expressed his guess.
Hearing this, Ci Qibai's expression changed. He was surprised at first, and then relieved. He didn't expect that his son could directly see through all the appearances to the essence of the matter.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ci Qibai's mouth. He looked at Ci Song and asked, "My son, where did you infer the purpose of those people?"
"Everything in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. The struggle in the world is nothing more than the word 'profit'. I think even literati are not immune to this custom. And judging from the extent to which they target their father, they will not hesitate to violate the covenant. If they also want to take action against their father, it means that the benefits they want are not small."
Ci Song expressed his inference, because the ability of the Wen Yun Orb is indeed a bit exaggerated. Not only can he summon Li Bai's virtual shadow in its virtual world, it can also solve the problem of Wen Qi backlash for himself, and even his own It helped him resolve the curse of the saint.
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