Chapter Forty-Seven: Dead Wood Meets Spring, and the Temple of Literature Shakes!
The Confucian ability to hope for qi is completely different from any school, Chen Shaojun is an immortal, but it is also the first time to obtain the ability of Confucian hope, and it is also the first time to observe the Confucian world in this way.
Looking down, Chen Shaojun saw the black smoke and spiritual light that kept rolling out of the room in the wing room of the Confucian Temple, different spiritual lights represented different potentials and understandings, all of which were displayed in front of Chen Shaojun's eyes in an intuitive way.
All this gave Chen Shaojun an unprecedented fresh experience.
ββThis is the world of Wendao.
And in the huge trunk of Wenshu, Chen Shaojun also saw its consciousness, it was a phantom of an old man's appearance, the whole body was entangled with black qi, and it looked drooping and old, but at this moment, the black dead qi accumulated in its chest continued to disperse, and the phantom of Wenshu also changed from a dying old man, to the original younger and younger, and finally changed into a four or five-year-old child, which was the child who appeared under the tree before.
Wen Shu's heart knot has gone, and he is returning to his original appearance and returning to his original appearance.
Chen Shaojun had a kind of enlightenment in his heart, but the change of Wenshu was far from stopping, just after restoring his original appearance, the spirituality in his body burst out, and Chen Shaojun's words seemed to completely liberate it and make it completely epiphany.
"What did you do, what did you do?
At this time, the light flashed, Jingyue Shentong Wang Xiaonian rode the strong green ox back and back, he dodged, jumped off the back of the green ox, and grabbed the corner of Chen Shaojun's clothes, looking excited.
"I didn't solve it with so much effort, how could you do it? How could you enlighten Wen Shu so easily, no one could do it!"
Wang Xiaonian stared at Chen Shaojun, as if he wanted to see through his soul, he had always been arrogant, but all this in front of him obviously gave him a great impact.
He couldn't believe that the person named Chen Shaojun in front of him had done something that he and those great Confucian masters had not done.
"Apply what you have learned, be flexible, and believe in books is better than no book!"
Chen Shaojun turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaonian and smiled slightly.
The latter is familiar with the scriptures, and I am afraid that he has read more than himself, but he is still too young, too rigid, and too scripted.
"It's better to have a letter than no book?"
Wang Xiaonian trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Shaojun in disbelief. Chen Shaojun's last words shocked him more than any previous sentence.
Confucian disciples all regard the scriptures of the sages as a guideline, and Chen Shaojun, as a Confucian disciple, actually said that it is better to believe in books than to have no books, which simply broke Wang Xiaonian's cognition.
"You!you!you!"
Wang Xiaonian let go of his hands and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
However, Chen Shaojun's expression was indifferent, and his face was free and easy.
Although he was born in a family of literature and Taoism, but he was not a pure Confucian disciple, before that, his first identity was the monarch of the instrument, the way of refining the instrument is to seek innovation and change, bring forth the new, and be eclectic, so as to create a more powerful magic weapon, if not, he would not be able to start a sect on the refining instrument, and become a school of his own.
Wang Xiaonian may have been shocked, but for Chen Shaojun, this is a natural thing.
And in Chen Shaojun's view, this is also a common quality of Confucianism and Taoism, if not, wouldn't it be called a sage and educate a hundred generations?
"Boom!"
At this moment, a loud sound came from the trunk of the Wen tree.
Chen Shaojun followed the prestige, only to see the huge Wen Shu's body energy surging, Wen Shu's consciousness has not stopped changing, only for a moment, the light flickered, and the four or five-year-old child incarnated by Wen Shu also disappeared, leaving only a full moon-like light, containing endless vitality and power, and then erupted from the roots of Wen Shu, and radiated towards the trunk and withered branches above.
With a bang, the branches of the Wen Tree trembled, turning into tentacles, like life, spreading towards the top of the void, connecting with the vast sea of Wen Qi above the Temple of Literature.
The wind was howling, and in the eyes of the two of them, the vast literary aura above the Temple of Literature was like a waterfall that swept down from above, roaring into the literary tree. The Wen tree was already in a dead state, but at this moment, it burst into a verdant green.
I only heard a roar, click, the earth cracked, the thick branches of the Wen tree actually drilled through the ground, growing up at a speed visible to the naked eye, constantly pulling up, seventeen zhang, eighteen zhang, still growing, countless branches were drawn from the tree, the old branches that were originally bare also glowing with vitality and greenery, countless branches were pulled out, like a huge palm, huge and friendless, stretching towards the sky above the Temple of Literature.
"Dead wood in spring, dead wood in spring!"
Wang Xiaonian raised his head, his expression was touched, the growth of the Wen tree had stopped thousands of years ago, but after the Wen tree in front of him untied the knot, it ushered in the second spring and grew again.
This is unheard of.
And the Wen tree is still growing, twenty zhang, thirty zhang!
Absorbing a large amount of literary energy, the Wen tree in front of him was bright, and revealed a stream of essence, standing there like a shocking giant tree, and on the huge tree, the Wen Qi condensed, showing a series of lines, and finally evolved into dense, countless Confucian characters, and spread all the way up from the body of the tree, and even the leaves extracted by the Wen tree appeared on the golden words.
A forest of trees!
Magnificent!
Sacred Zhuang/Strict!
That's what it really is.
Chen Shaojun's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he suddenly understood why this tree was called the Confucianism and Taoism Holy Tree.
"What's going on?"
"Look there, it's Wenshu!"
At this moment, an exclamation came from a distance.
The great changes that took place in the Wenshu, including the changes in the astronomical atmosphere, had already alarmed the countless sleeping students in the Temple of Literature, and one of the famous students hurriedly put on their clothes, walked out of the wing, and came in the direction of the backyard of the Temple of Literature.
"The dead wood is in spring, and the willow tree has come back to life!
More and more students are discovering the changes in Wenshu and are coming here.
The Wen Tree in front of him had already changed its appearance, and a blazing light continued to emanate from the Wen Tree, illuminating the Temple of Literature into daylight, Chen Shaojun couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw this scene, and his heart sprouted a retreat.
"It's time to go. β
For Chen Shaojun, he couldn't attract too many people's attention at the moment, and before everyone arrived, Chen Shaojun also disguised himself as a student onlooker, and retreated without a trace.
On the other hand, Wang Xiaonian also noticed Chen Shaojun's actions.
"Hmph, it must be a coincidence, I, Wang Xiaonian, will not lose to anyone! Wait and see, I will definitely defeat you! Xiaoqing, let's go!"
Wang Xiaonian turned on the back of the ox and walked into the distance. He has always been arrogant, and at this time he is even more reluctant to stay here than Chen Shaojun.
"Boom!"
With the infusion of literary energy, and a large number of branches and leaves are extracted, the whole body of the literary tree is becoming more and more bright, and it also attracts the attention of more and more students of the Confucian Temple.
"Temperament, my temperament has actually increased!"
"Me too, me too!"
"Look, there are golden sentences from "University" on the literary tree,...... And the Analects!"
......
A gust of wind blew, and the branches of the Wen tree trembled, and in an instant, countless golden fluorescent stars were scattered from the branches and leaves of the Wen tree, and did not enter the body of the students under the Wen tree, but in a moment, countless students of the Confucian Temple felt that the breath in their bodies was vibrant, and their own literary qi grew, but in this moment, their cultural qi increased more than in the past ten days, and in an instant, the students of the No Mathematics Temple cheered excitedly.
And everything is far from over, this earth-shaking change alarmed far more than the students in the Temple of Literature, the light flashed, and two familiar figures immediately appeared beside Wen Shu.
Looking at the giant pillar of the blue sky in front of him, which was completely different from the Wen Shu in his memory, Master Zhu and Master were stunned.
The place where the two lived was a little far away from here, and the time to come over was a little slower, and they didn't see what happened before, but the scene in front of them was ,ββ too amazing!
"The revival of the Wenshu and the prosperity of Confucianism and Taoism, what kind of person has such great ability to ignite the Wenshu. β
Master Zhu and Master glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's shock.
In order to save Wenshu, the Confucian and Taoist veins of the great merchants tried their best and tried all kinds of methods, even the Confucian capital made a move, but all of them returned. And now, someone actually ignited Wenshu and did what none of them did.
"See who did it?"
Master Zhu recruited a student and asked.
"The students came a little late and didn't see it. β
The student bowed and hurriedly replied.
The nearby students also shook their heads, they were all attracted by the blazing light of the Wen tree, and they didn't pay attention to anything else at all.
Zhu Shi's heart moved, his eyes were filled with literary energy, and he looked around again, and after a while, he suddenly found some clues.
"It's the breath of that child, could it be him!"
Zhu Shi couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, and glanced back at his master, Zhu Shi saw the same shock in the other party's eyes, but he didn't expect that before the two of them could speak, Wen Shu's changes had already attracted more changes.
Hum, without the slightest warning, just above the Temple of Literature, the literary aura condensed, and suddenly turned into thousands of words.
Those words slanted down like a waterfall and fell to the ground, instantly turning into a noble and gentle figure.
The depth and strength of these people's literary spirit are even stronger than that of Master Zhu and Master.
The embodiment of righteousness!
This is the Confucianism and Taoism lineage, and it is at least at the level of the grandmaster realm that it has the ability.
The text is eternal, and the chapters have been passed down for thousands of years!
Scholars are pedantic and knowledgeable, know the way of heaven and earth, communicate yin and yang, communicate yin and yang, and are in harmony with heaven and earth, and all qi are connected, so they can have the embodiment of righteousness.
"Lord Confucius!"
Seeing the person at the front, the leader, Master Zhu and the master were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
No one expected that the changes in Wenshu would attract the attention of so many people, and even the Confucian capital was alarmed and appeared here with many Confucian and Taoist masters.
This is a grand event that has never been seen before in the Temple of Literature!
"Inform the great Confucians and grandmasters of all continents that the Wenshu will be resurrected, so that they will all come to the Temple of Literature to attain enlightenment!"
Rushou said in a loud voice.
From the moment he appeared, his eyes were focused on the lush Wen Tree, and he never shifted.
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[Roar, today is another four chapters, I hope the brothers will support you a lot!]