The rest of the Confucian sages also have many legendary figures.
This is the place where the Confucian sages slept.
Their souls found rest here.
Every day, Confucian monks would offer sacrifices to pay homage to the deceased Confucian sages.
so.
This place is filled with incense every day.
This may be the so-called "fire inheritance".
"Please come out with the nine volumes of great ancient Confucian poetry. New poems will be recorded in the ancient bronze book!"
Master Zhu said with a pious voice.
"Buzz!"
After Master Zhu finished speaking, an ancient bronze book appeared out of thin air.
This ancient bronze book should be the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
I don't know where this guy was hiding before, and even Lin Feng had never found any trace of it.
"Hmm..., how many years has it been since there were no poems worthy of being recorded in the ancient bronze book? I can't even remember it clearly!"
Suddenly, a voice came from inside the ancient bronze book.
Lin Feng knew that the owner of this voice should be the god from the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry.
"This poem can definitely be included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry!" Master Zhu said with confidence.
The gods in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry said in surprise, "Are you so confident?".
Master Zhu nodded and said, "Of course, this ancient poem can be called an eternal quatrain!"
"Is it an ancient poem written by the young man next to you?".
The gods from the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry continued to ask.
"Yes! It's the ancient poem he wrote! Although this kid is young, his literary literacy is extremely high!"
Master Zhu admired Lin Feng very much.
"This little friend doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Confucian sect!" said the god from the nine volumes of Confucian sect's ancient poems.
Master Zhu nodded and said, "You are indeed not a disciple of our Confucian sect!"
The god in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry lamented, "Over the years, many monks who have the talent for reading are not members of our Confucian sect. It is really a pity!"
This is also what makes Master Zhu quite helpless.
But everyone has his own ambitions.
Some things cannot be forced.
This truth is understood by both the gods in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry and Master Zhu.
The god of the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry said, "Then let's start the ceremony and try to see if we can really record this story into the ancient bronze book!"
"good".
Master Zhu nodded.
Then he took out a piece of brocade silk, pen and ink and an inkstone and placed them on the table next to him.
Master Zhu looked at Lin Feng and said, "Little friend, come and write your poems on brocade and silk!".
Lin Feng nodded, came to the desk, and then picked up the brush.
Then he began to write down the ancient poems he had written before.
Shanyuan Xiaomei
All the fragrances are swaying, and they are blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to share the golden statue with a sandalwood board.
…
After writing this ancient poem.
Suddenly.
Flowers are falling from the sky and golden lotuses are flowing from the ground.
Seeing this scene, Master Zhu couldn't help but be overjoyed.
With such a phenomenon happening, there is a high probability that the poem written by Lin Feng today will be successfully included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
Even the gods in the Nine Volumes of Confucian Ancient Poems couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
because.
Since these long years.
Because it is not particularly common for an ancient poem to cause such a change.
This happens occasionally.
Whenever such a situation occurs, it means that there must be a shocking poem.
…
"Burn the brocade and silk and sacrifice it to the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry! Whether it succeeds or not, we will know soon!"
Master Zhu said.
In fact, Lin Feng knew that this kind of sacrifice was not to gain the approval of the gods in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry.
But to gain the spiritual recognition of the Confucian sages and poets imprinted on the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
Only with their approval can the poems written by later generations be included in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry.
As for the gods in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry, there is no way to choose which poems can be included in it and which poems cannot be included.
Lin Feng followed his instructions and lit the brocade silk with poems written on it.
Then he placed the brocade silk in the sacrificial basin in front of him.
Wait until the brocade and silk are burned to ashes.
Large golden characters flew out from the brocade silk.
Those big golden letters.
It just makes up a poem.
then.
Those big golden characters all flew towards the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry.
The Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry seemed to be sensing something, and it actually vibrated with violent fluctuations.
After feeling the fluctuations coming from the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
Lin Feng was slightly happy. The Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry caused such a fluctuation. Does it mean that the Nine Volumes of Ancient Confucian Poetry recognized the poem he had written?
If this is the case, Lin Feng will naturally be very happy.
because.
Once your poems are included in the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry, you may be able to resonate with the sages, and then the sages will receive blessings.
Eventually those golden words were integrated into the ancient bronze book.
"Kong said Chengren!"
"Meng said righteousness!"
"Those who have attained the truth will receive much help, but those who have lost the path will receive little help!"
"Depose all schools of thought and respect only Confucianism!"
…
At this moment.
Figures emerged one after another.
Every time a figure emerged.
That figure would recite a famous line.
That is Confucian academic thought.
Every academic thought contains the great ways of heaven and earth, man and nature, and the etiquette of kings and ministers.
Then Lin Feng saw a scene that shocked him very much. In the void, a figure was condensing.
That figure.
It actually looks exactly like him.
I could only hear this figure reciting the ancient poem that Lin Feng had just written.
All the fragrances are swaying, and they are blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to share the golden statue with a sandalwood board.
After reciting this ancient poem, streaks of holy light came.
Envelop him in it.
That figure was transformed by Lin Feng's will.
now.
Lin Feng's will is being integrated into the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
The nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry that were previously integrated into it were all Confucian sages, such as Confucius and Mencius.
Those are all great poets, such as Li Taixuan and Du Zimei.
And now.
Lin Feng's willpower.
It’s time to blend in as well.
with these legendary characters.
Together they became the imprint of nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.
He was respected by Confucian monks and Confucian scholars all over the world.
Think about it.
It all makes people feel extremely excited.
In the end, the imprint of Lin Feng's will appeared with those Confucianists and came together with those poets.
Then.
became one of them.
at the same time.
The Confucian sages and poets all looked at Lin Feng.
They seemed to smile.
I saw a majestic sea of righteousness falling from the sky and rushing towards Lin Feng's body.
After feeling those awe-inspiring righteousness, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his realm seemed to be ready to move. (https:)
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