The visitor stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Chen Luo with a kind look.
"Zhenxuan Si? Wen?" Chen Luo looked at the middle-aged scribe in front of him and took half a step back.
The man frowned and his kind expression settled on his face.
Are you serious about taking half a step back?
"Your third senior brother has never mentioned me to you?" the visitor continued to ask.
Chen Luo was shocked, this person actually knew about the existence of Third Senior Brother! That is either a close relative or an enemy!
"What third senior brother? I don't have a disciple." Chen Luo said lightly, "Who are you? I am Bai Ze of the demon clan, and I have no dealings with the Zhenxuan Division of the human clan."
"It's prudent..." Seeing that Chen Luo was still covering up, the visitor shook his head slightly, "It seems that Bai Ze forgot."
"I am the Southern King of Zhenxuan, Wen Yunsun!" said the visitor.
Chen Luo was shocked: Wen Yunsun, isn't this the man who claims to be the best in integrity?
"You...what proof do you have?"
Wen Yunsun raised his eyebrows slightly, took a step towards Chen Luo, and chanted -
"After all the hardships, only the stars around us are scattered."
Take the second step.
"The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experiences are ups and downs, and the rain makes them fall apart."
The third step followed.
"Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean."
In the fourth step, he stood still again, his tone was solemn, and an awe-inspiring aura emerged out of thin air——
"Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history!"
After the last sentence fell, the breath of time rose, and the shadow of a bamboo history book slowly condensed behind the visitor.
This is a poetic image that can only be formed by the original poem. If other people recite this poem, they will at most summon the power of time, but they will not be able to condense the shadow of ancient books in history.
"Ah! Boy Chen Luo, I have met King Nan!" Seeing this, Chen Luo quickly bowed and saluted, feeling extremely excited.
Wen Yunsun, or Wen Tianxiang, is actually the Southern King of Zhenxuan!
This poem cannot be faked, not to mention that there is a legend about this poem.
It is said that there was a great scholar of history in the previous dynasty who spent the last half of his life to develop a magical power of history - the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn.
The dream records the darkest years of the human race when the barbarians invaded. The dreamer has to experience his whole life in the dream and wake up only after death. Anyone who passes the test has extremely pure righteousness, which greatly increases the success rate of entering the quest.
It was in this great dream of the Spring and Autumn Period that a number of the most passionate poems written by mankind today appeared. For example, Lu Fangweng's "Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices" appeared in this great dream of the Spring and Autumn Period.
The most famous among them is Wen Yunsun's poem, and what was circulated at the same time as this poem was the "words of the great road" that he shouted in his sleeping body in reality before he was killed in his dream. ——
Confucius said it was Cheng Ren, and Mencius said it was Qi Yi.
Only his righteousness is fulfilled, so he is benevolent.
What do you learn from reading the books of sages?
Now and from now on, I have nothing to be ashamed of!
After reciting the thirty-two words, you will wake up from the dream.
After waking up, Wen Yunsun learned that everything was a dream, and he burst into tears, not because he was afraid, but because he was happy.
The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the country is prosperous.
The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, and the splendor of the human race is still there.
The comrades are still there, writing poems and drinking wine.
The relatives are still there, greeting each other with smiles.
It turned out to be a dream, great.
After crying, laugh out loud.
Don't call it a dream. With such a result, it will really make him suffer for one, ten, or a hundred lives, so what!
I am willing to die in a hundred battles on the battlefield in exchange for a lifetime of peace for my descendants.
It was only then that he realized that he who was just at the third level when he fell asleep was already at the first level...
Chen Luo recalled the legend about the person in front of him, and thought of the other two kings of Zhenxuan Division: Western King Li Qingzhao, Northern King Xin Qiji, and Southern King Wen Tianxiang...
They do not have a tragic life or a gloomy ending. They are still running for the human race and living with high spirits...
It's really, really good.
"Little guy, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that Chen Luo didn't stand up after saluting, and looked very active, Wen Yunsun coughed dryly, "Just let me stand like this? Is this the way of hospitality in your bamboo forest? "
Only then did Gu Chenluo come back to his senses, stood up quickly, and said with a smile: "It's the junior who has neglected me. King Nan, please..."
…
In Liaozhai Study Room, Chen Luo specially made the best tea and presented it to Wen Yunsun. Seeing Chen Luo's excited look, he said gently: "Sit down and say it, there is no need to see anyone else. Your teacher and I have a close relationship, and your third senior brother will also call me uncle when he sees me."
"I've met Uncle Wen!" Chen Luo blurted out quickly.
Wen Yunsun nodded lightly, looked at Chen Luo again, and then said: "Your magical power is really amazing. If you don't use some energy, you really can't see the problem. If Wenchang Pavilion hadn't sent me a message, let me If you take more care of me, I really won’t notice you so quickly.”
Chen Luo quickly explained: "Thank you for your care, senior. Before, it was still easy to be exposed in front of the first grade, but since I have traveled six thousand miles, my magical power seems to have been improved a lot."
Wen Yunsun agreed: "I am currently looking for cultivation, and I still need some means to see through it. It shouldn't be a big problem for you to hide the first-level information at the moment, but it will still leave a loophole in front of the ancestor demon."
"But don't worry too much." Wen Yunsun said again, "Exploring the bloodline is a taboo of the demon clan. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the ancestor demon will not investigate you personally."
"Take this thing." As he said this, a colorful pill suddenly appeared in Wen Yunsun's hand and handed it to Chen Luo.
"This is the Ten Thousand Demon Pill that I prepared myself. It is not meant to be taken. You cut this pill into eight parts, melt it in water, and soak it yourself, for half an hour at a time, once every three days."
"After soaking all this one, a bloodline protection will be formed under your skin within a year. Even the ancestral demon can't let you detect it without noticing. Once the protection is broken, you will definitely be aware of it. "
"Your teacher left a semi-holy blow for you, right? If you really feel like you're being probed, you can reveal a bit of holy power to scare them. If the other party doesn't stop, just hit them."
"Of course there will be other demon ancestor-level demons who will speak for you."
The first thing Wen Yunsun did when he sat down was to completely solve Chen Luo's identity problem.
"It's a gift from the elders, I dare not refuse. Thank you, Uncle Wen." Chen Luo quickly took the bath ball with both hands... No, Wan Yao Dan. You don't need to ask to know that this Ten Thousand Demon Pill can target the ancestral demon, so it must be extremely precious.
"You're welcome." Wen Yunsun waved his hand and brought up the business again, "The Fang family's trip is to use you to attack you, right?"
Chen Luo smiled and nodded, and explained the Fang family's plans to Wen Yunsun in detail. Wen Yunsun frowned as he listened. At the end, he could hardly suppress his anger.
Wen Yunsun took two deep breaths and finally calmed down, but his face was still frowning: "This Fang family has gone too far."
"This matter cannot be reported to the Holy Church yet, otherwise your identity will be in danger of being leaked."
After speaking, Wen Yunsun looked at Chen Luo and sighed: "Fang Sheng proposed to preserve the principles of heaven and suppress human desires, firstly, to awaken the heaven as soon as possible; secondly, to resist the demons from outside the world; these are all the best ways. "
Chen Luo nodded. At the beginning of Fang Sheng's Neo-Confucianism, there was a clear distinction between heavenly principles and human desires. Three meals a day is a natural law, eating and drinking is a human desire; monogamy is a natural law, fornication and sex are human desires... The so-called Neo-Confucianism is to reject extravagance and waste, and to feel the rules of heaven and earth with simple and natural concepts. But today, later generations have misread the scriptures. Whatever conforms to their ideas is the law of heaven, and whatever does not conform to their ideas is human desire.
A father suppresses his son, a husband suppresses his wife, and a clan leader suppresses his clan members. This is the natural order. Resistance, struggle, and the desire to seize power from those in power are all human desires.
Therefore, they must preserve heaven's principles and destroy human desires.
"There is a wrong way." Wen Yunsun continued, "The way of Saint Fang was originally the most difficult way to become a saint; but now it has become the easiest way to become a saint."
Chen Luo sneered: "Sage Fang demands himself in the way of a saint, and it is naturally difficult to be one and the same. But now, the way of the Fang family is to demand others in the way of a saint, and to demand himself in the way of a bitch, so it is naturally much easier. .”
Seemingly stunned by Chen Luo's words, Wen Yunsun was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding his head and saying: "Incisive!"
Chen Luo scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Wen, I understand what you mean. The Fang family is still useful to the human race, so there is no way to kill them with one shot."
"What's more, now you are plotting against me, it is much more difficult to deal with than before."
Wen Yunsun looked at Chen Luo with a gentler look and said: "Humans are not afraid of pulling out sores, but they need to stop the bleeding after pulling out. Otherwise, the blood that will be shed is not the blood of his Fang family, but the blood of billions of my human race."
"From what I see, the Holy Temple is waiting, waiting for your martial arts to stop the bleeding after this malignant sore is eliminated."
Chen Luo smiled softly and suddenly said: "Actually, Neo-Confucianism does not necessarily have to be the Fang family's philosophy."
Wen Yunsun looked at Chen Luo unexpectedly. Chen Luo shook his head and said nothing. Wen Yunsun just thought it was Chen Luo's young man's angry words and didn't take it to heart.
"I'm here this time because I have something else to tell you." Wen Yunsun's face straightened up and he got down to business again, "I'm afraid your small meeting this time won't be peaceful! You have to be prepared in advance. .”
"I have information that the Tiger Clan seems to be dissatisfied with you, Fang Cun Shanduo."
"Tiger clan?" Chen Luo was stunned, yo, old friend.
I originally thought that after Fang Cunshan settled down, I would take some time to "discuss" with the Tiger Clan about the martial arts heart in my body, but I didn't expect that he actually came to him.
Seeing Chen Luo's expression, Wen Yunsun quickly thought of Chen Luo's previous experience and said quickly: "Don't underestimate the Tiger Clan."
"The Tiger Clan is the undisputed number one clan in the Southern Wilderness. Even the Wolf Clan, which has achieved group reunification in the past sixty years, is slightly behind."
As if he was worried that Chen Luo was underestimating the enemy, Wen Yunsun said seriously: "The Tiger Clan has six main bloodlines. If taken separately, each lineage has the strength to rank among the top ten of the Monster Clan."
"There are countless branches and demon clans that surrender to it. King Jing once said that suppressing the tiger and wolf clans can pacify half of the Southern Wilderness."
"Over the years, the biggest threat to the human race has been the war that triggered the invasion of the Southern Wilderness. Seven or eight times out of ten, the Tiger Clan has been the leader."
Chen Luo blinked: So strong?
"However, according to the intelligence, the one who came forward this time should be the Yihu lineage, not the royal lineage. It seems that it is not the empress' intention to embarrass Fang Cunshan. The tiger clan should not have a direct conflict with Fangcun Shan. Since the empress Up here, the Tiger Clan is not that hostile to the Human Clan, and I shouldn’t be too specific about your Fang Cunshan’s elegant articles.”
Chen Luo caught the sensitive word: "Empress?"
Wen Yunsun nodded: "Emperor Demon bloodline, first-grade great sage, Feng Nanzhi."
purple pen literature
