Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes. Ji Zhong heard the movement and rushed forward.
"Master, are you awake? Let me tell you something..." Ji Zhong looked excited.
"You have understood the Dugu Nine Swords!" Chen Luo said quickly. Ji Zhong's face froze, and he was speechless. After a long while, he said slowly: "How do you know?"
Chen Luo sat up and put on an inscrutable expression: "I wrote the books. You get insights from the books. How could I not know?"
"However, getting insights from books is something that only classics can do!"
Chen Luo glanced at Ji Zhong lightly: "Why can't "The Swordsman" be a classic?"
Ji Zhong seemed to be struck by lightning and froze for a moment. In the past, he was only attracted by the writing of "The Swordsman" and fell into the story step by step, unable to extricate himself. Now that he thought about it carefully, every character in the book was lifelike, and the episodes of love and hatred seemed to be right in front of him. Why can't a book like this become a classic?
Ji Zhong looked at Chen Luo again, with a hint of awe in his eyes. Regardless of whether he admits it or not, he can understand something from the book, which shows that God has recognized the classic status of "The Swordsman". And those who can write classics...
Just like what Ji Zhong introduced to Chen Luo before, only Confucian disciples who have crossed three mountains and seas and reached the "preaching realm" are qualified to write books and establish doctrines. Besides Confucianism, practitioners from Taoism and Buddhism who can write classics will not have a low status.
"Who is the young master?" Ji Zhong had this question in his mind for the first time.
At this time, Chen Luo was thinking about the conversation between Daizong and himself just now.
…
Go back half an hour in time, in a dreamland of flowers.
"What's going on? Why do I suddenly have the practice method of Dugu Nine Swords in my mind?"
The black cat licked its paws to itself: "What's so strange about this? Someone learned this skill from "The Swordsman". As the author, of course you learned it on your own."
Chen Luo looked confused: "Can my book help others understand?"
"Of course. And by reading the book you wrote, you can also get the red dust energy from it. As long as you find the Tao, others can also learn and use the red dust energy to practice."
"Wait a minute." Chen Luo was a little confused, "Others can understand the worldly energy by reading the book I wrote?"
"Isn't this the rule of heaven? As long as you recite any classic, you can gain power from it. Of course the book you wrote is also included in this list!"
Chen Luo's heart was in a mess. what is this? Share tips?
The black cat's movements suddenly stopped, and his pupils were out of focus for a moment, then returned to normal. It looked at Chen Luo and spoke again: "Master, the spirit of the secret realm asked me to tell you, don't worry."
"Master, as long as you find the correct 'Tao', you will be the ancestor of the Tao and a saint of the same lineage."
“The more people take this path, the stronger you will become.”
"So, go find that 'Tao'. As long as that 'Tao' is determined, this secret realm will truly be your help!"
…
"Tao!" Chen Luo muttered to himself.
"Master?" Seeing Chen Luo deep in thought, Ji Zhong nudged Chen Luo. Chen Luo came back to his senses and suddenly asked: "Can you use the Dugu Nine Swords?"
Ji Zhong shook his head slightly: "There are only moves, no luck methods. I tried to use Haoran Zhengqi to use it, but it couldn't be integrated at all! By the way, Young Master, look..."
Ji Zhong stretched out his hand and condensed the colorful mist the size of a soybean: "This is what I learned from the book. What is the use of this?"
"Well, actually..." Chen Luo was just about to find an excuse to deal with Ji Zhong when Xiaohuan suddenly rushed in.
"Young Master, Mr. Li from the county government is here and wants you to go with him to attend Wen Xin's wedding ceremony..."
"Wen Xin chooses the master? Isn't it tomorrow?" Chen Luo was stunned and looked at Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong touched his head in embarrassment and whispered: "Master, if you compete with me, your soul will be affected and you will be in a coma for a day and a night..."
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Wen Xintze was arranged to officiate at the Confucian Temple Square in the east of the city. This is also a place for enlightenment for young children. Every autumn, academicians will recite classics here. Now that I think about it, the academics and administrators should all be Confucian masters who have crossed at least one level of mountains and seas and reached the "Enlightenment Realm" in order to help young children of the human race unlock the talent of "thorough reading".
The square is very large and can accommodate about two thousand people. Master Li told Chen Luo that if he wanted to participate in the officiating ceremony in Wan'an County, he needed to meet two conditions.
First, the awe-inspiring righteousness is born in the body, but the highest level cannot exceed the realm of poetry;
Second, someone in the third direct generation was born in Wan'an County, and the participant is no more than twenty years old.
"In this way, the total number of Confucian scholars who are truly qualified to participate is 836." Master Li said with a smile.
As Master Li walked from the avenue in the middle of the square to the viewing platform, Chen Luo felt as if he was in a pine forest. These young Confucian scholars, no matter whether they were dressed in luxurious or shabby clothes, each of them held their chests and heads high, their eyes firm, as if a wave of righteousness was rising from the top of their heads.
"Heavy snow weighs on the green pines, and the pines are straight and straight!" For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Chen Luo's mind.
"That's great..." Chen Luo sighed.
Ji Zhong seemed to hear Chen Luo's thoughts and whispered: "No matter what happens in the future, whether it is fighting for power or corruption, or corruption. When the first ray of righteousness was born, I, the Confucian disciples, were the most courageous. man of."
While talking, Chen Luo had already boarded the viewing platform. Some people had already arrived on the viewing platform, and they were all famous people in Wan'an County. Chen Luo's predecessor had always stayed at home and rarely interacted with outsiders, so Chen Luo only gave a perfunctory salute to everyone and found a corner by himself. There were quite a few people looking curiously at the "resurrected" young head of the Chen family, their eyes full of inquiry.
"Young master, here we come." Ji Zhong reminded. Chen Luo followed Ji Zhong's reminder and looked towards the sky. Wei Yan was holding a jade box in his hand, standing on an ancient car with a "Zhu Xian Zao cover" and slowly coming towards him. Cai Tongchen came slowly. The feet are on the blue clouds, and the protection is on the side of the ancient car.
The entire Confucian Temple Square fell silent for an instant.
Wei Yan and Cai Tongchen came to the sky above the square and slowly landed on the high platform of the Confucian Temple. Wei Yan took a step forward and opened his mouth slightly, but a thunderous sound came out.
"Confucianism has asked, what is a scholar?"
The Confucian scholars in the audience opened their mouths, as if one person was making a sound, and the sound reached the sky.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth!"
"Establish a destiny for the people!"
"Continue the unique learning for the Holy Spirit!"
"Bring peace to all eternity!"
Wei Yan stepped forward again and said——
"The ancients have a saying, death is immortal, what does that mean?"
"The supreme leader has established virtues, followed by meritorious deeds, and the third has established words. Even if they are not abolished for a long time, this is called immortality."
"Today there are great Confucian teachers who have transformed the teachings of a lifetime and condensed the immortal spirit of establishing words and literature."
"If there is someone who can follow his path, I can look forward to being a great scholar!"
"I hope all lives will live up to the truth in your heart!"
After Wei Yan finished speaking, he bowed his head. All the Confucian scholars in the audience returned to worship at the same time, speaking one word like a war drum.
"Don't dare to let down the heaven and the earth! Don't dare to let down the common people! Don't dare to let down the sages! Don't dare to let down the eternity."
Wei Yan opened the jade box in his hand, and a green light suddenly emitted. A jade-colored ball the size of an apple slowly floated up from the jade box, and at the same time, the sound of reciting classics could be faintly heard.
"Wen Xin chooses the master, Qi!"
Wei Yan pointed at the literary heart, and the literary heart exploded, turning into countless blue lights and falling in front of each Confucian scholar, turning into a small table with the Four Treasures of the Study placed on it.
"What does this mean?" Chen Luo was confused, and Ji Zhong explained, "This is the Tao of Wenxin. Students use the four treasures of the study transformed by Wenxin to write down their pursuits, and the articles that best fit Wenxin will be selected. .”
But at this moment, a ray of green light suddenly fell in front of Chen Luo, turning into a small table with the four treasures of the study placed on it.
Chen Luo was stunned and looked at Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong waved his hands repeatedly: "My ancestors have never been to Wan'an County. This is not for me."
Chen Luo was confused: It's not for you, is it for me?
I am not so upright!
