Chapter 994 The Confucian Sect’s Authentic Sub-Sage

What happened today will definitely be passed down through the ages, word of mouth among officials and common people. How come the "Holy Temples" will not become the first magic weapon of the righteous path?

No matter what the boat of creation or the eternal kingdom is, in the face of such a title, it will first weaken its momentum. What is a king master? What is the royal way? After the status is corrected, it is the royal way.

Xie Wenyuan, Yun Xiangxiang and others all know that what happened today has rectified the name of the temples. Although it cannot increase the power of the magic weapon in the slightest, it has greatly sublimated the spiritual essence. This is a supreme divine way to refine magic weapons! It has the same effect as the belief in gods. It can absorb the belief ideas of the people and increase the mystery of the temples. The artistic conception is so mysterious that it can only be understood but cannot be explained in words.

"Holy Temples? It is indeed a good name. With just one thought, everyone becomes a saint. What we are doing today is indeed imitating the ancient sages. However, this situation and scene must be matched by good poems that have been passed down through the ages. Yasheng Wen Sihui is the most intelligent person in the world. Can you write a poem about today's situation?"

After all, the dean of the liberal arts academy was unwilling to accept it and suddenly spoke.

He made a move, but he didn't dare to argue and decided the winner. He just asked Hong Yi to recite poems.

"oh?"

Hong Yi glanced at the dean of the Academy of Arts and Sciences, walked a few steps with his head held high, looked at everyone, and smiled.

"I started with Confucianism, and I only talk about having a clear conscience in everything. If you have a clear conscience, your heart will be at ease, without fear and sorrow. A gentleman is magnanimous, but he does not use common principles to rule. Changes in the heart are unpredictable, and no rules can limit it. of."

"In that case, let's listen to Yasheng's poems."

The master of Shanhe Academy opened the folding fan with a swish, preparing to attack immediately after Hong Yi recited a poem.

Hong Yi took a deep look at Master Shanhe, making him tremble and take a step back in fright. Hong Yi then took a few steps to prepare to compose a poem, but there was silence in the hall.

After Hong Yi walked seven steps, he stopped and chanted.

"You can come and go as you please, without fear or worry. All the temples are magnanimous, and there is no spring and autumn in the vast world!"

Each sound of this word condensed into shape and floated in the hall. After listening to it, everyone felt that they could really grasp their own hearts, feel at ease, without fear or sorrow, and be as open and magnanimous as a gentleman. The spring, spring, autumn and autumn in the world have passed by, and they are all outside my heart. There is nothing outside the heart, no regard for time, neither increase nor decrease, neither birth nor death.

The master of Shanhe Academy took a few deep breaths, but he couldn't find anything wrong with this poem.

The heads of the Neo-Confucian sect were all silent at this time. Not only were they silent, but the other great Confucians were also silent, chewing on the artistic conception of this poem and feeling that they all benefited a lot.

Suddenly, the eldest disciple under Xie Wenyuan's body was shocked, and his whole body exuded a smell of impermanence of life and death, and the ability to see through the barrier. In this moment, he actually became a ghost immortal in Taoism. Although this disciple has never left the body and cultivated his spirit within, he is now enlightened in mind, and after the Yun Shen leaves the body, he immediately becomes a ghost immortal.

This change is called internal cultivation of literary thought in the cultivation of scholars. The articles written by such people are just like Fangyuan, every word is as beautiful as a piece of jewelry, and as brilliant as a brocade.

Seeing such changes, everyone felt that Hong Yi's poems were indeed mysterious and conveyed the mystery of openness of mind.

"All the holy temples are magnanimous, but there is no spring and autumn in the vast world... What a holy temple..."

Many great scholars praised him, and even the deans of the four great sage families had to admire Hong Yi's prowess.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into the hall.

"Ya Sheng has achieved the general trend today. Zhouyi Academy will soon become the number one academy in the world. It is really gratifying!"

Li Shenguang was wearing a Confucian robe and had an elegant demeanor. A glistening white light of literary spirit emerged from the millions of pores around him, and he composed splendid articles around him. Chinese music could be heard faintly in everyone's ears, and the literary spirit filled the entire crowd. In the temple, there is a long river of history in the eyes. All living beings are ups and downs, flowing down the river. The heavy atmosphere of history hits them head on, making everyone widen their eyes and look at the Minister of Rites of Daqian in disbelief. This It’s the sub-sage realm!

During this period of time, Li Shenguang consulted Yang Qian of Green Willow Villa all day long. He put aside all political affairs and devoted himself to studying and asking for advice. He concentrated on increasing his wisdom and learning knowledge as piously as he did when he was studying in his youth.

Seeing that he was like this, Yang Qian was also determined to fulfill his wish. He finally showed his true skills and preached for Li Shenguang for an hour every day. He also dedicated an hour to answering Li Shenguang's questions and used his magical powers to take him on a journey through history. , finally made Li Shenguang's realm greatly advance, his wisdom greatly increased, and he achieved the realm of sub-sage, which is now only a step behind Hong Yi's realm of saint.

And now Hong Yi has not really survived the seventh level of thunder tribulation, so he can't be said to be much higher than Li Shenguang.

Li Shenguang has already received advice from Yang Qian and knows that the compilation of the "Book of Changes" is the convergence of thousands of years of cultural destiny in the world. If he participates in it, he can get help from the luck of Confucianism and advance his realm further, so he does not want to compete with Hong Yi. Conflicts occur and extraneous matters arise.

It was only after Hong Yi had gained momentum that Li Shenguang paid a visit in order to join the compilation of the "Book of Changes", hoping to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to absorb the knowledge and wisdom of various Confucian sects and achieve success. The realm of saints.

Many of the great Confucians present and the master of the academy saw the strange phenomenon on Li Shenguang, and the ripples in their hearts rose sharply. They were all great Confucian scholars and sages, and they would not see each other without looking up. Even if they were not masked, they had heard of each other's reputation, so they naturally knew. Li Shenguang is just a great Confucian in the Confucian sect, and his wisdom and knowledge are much worse than Xie Wenyuan's. How did he achieve the sub-sage realm now? Moreover, it seems that his literary spirit has no sense of vanity, but has an extremely solid foundation, which is even better than Hong Yi's literary spirit. It was thick and pure, and the realm was just a hair's breadth away. How could they not be surprised and shocked.

And what surprised them the most was that Li Shenguang did not have an out-of-body soul. He practiced any Taoist skills and followed the path of all the saints. The most respected method of the Confucian sect is to accumulate wisdom, strengthen the foundation, and accumulate knowledge. One day, he will achieve enlightenment and become a saint in an instant. Even Hong Yi failed to achieve this. He followed the path of Taoist cultivation, had impure literary spirit, and was not an authentic Confucian sect.

Hong Yi didn't show it on his face, but there was a trace of unhappiness and worry in his eyes. He naturally knew the difference between himself and Li Shenguang. He practiced Taoism to improve his realm. In the eyes of everyone in the Confucian sect, he was a Confucian accomplished by outsiders. In the realm of sub-sage, compared with Li Shenguang, an authentic disciple of Confucianism who only studies but does not practice Taoism, his reputation is not justified. Now he is in big trouble. If Li Shenguang launches an attack, he may lose most of the Confucian power he has gained today. .