The remnant sun was cast into the river, dyeing the river red.

Li Changqing had forgotten that he was sitting by the river, and was playing "Fisherman's Q&A" unfeelingly, when he suddenly heard the sound of drums in his ears.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom Boom"

......

The drums in Li Changqing's ears became louder and more urgent, as if he had crossed the long river of history through the fog.

The sound of the drums echoes the sound of the piano.

Li Changqing had already reached a state of self-forgetfulness, and gradually reached a superego level in the sound of stone drums.

The changes in the sound of the piano are more and more abundant, the loose sound is loose and far away, which makes people think of ancient times, the overtones are like nature, there is a sense of coldness into the fairy, the tone is very rich, the lingering rhyme under the fingers, subtle and long, sometimes like human language, can be dialogued, when it is like the mood of the human heart, ethereal and changeable.

The overtones are like the sky, the sound is like a person, and the scattered sound is the same as the earth, forming the three sounds of heaven, earth and man.

At this time.

The sound of drums seemed to blast away the fog, shatter the long river of history, and overwhelming the sky from all directions.

"Boom!"

Every time the drum sounded, the seed that Li Changqing had sworn to stay in the Mud Palace Pill Xuehai for the sake of the Saint Succession Absolute School shook once.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Li Changqing felt that the seeds in the Mud Palace Pill Xuehai were about to be shattered, and the vast Haoran Righteousness Qi he stored in the Xuehai was condensed in dozens of calligraphy and paintings at the headquarters of Nadutong in Jianghan City to help them disperse the black qi in the bodies of the infected, there was no way to deal with this sudden situation, and he didn't seem to be able to stop at all!

The sound of pianos and drums.

The pedestrians by the river and Zhang Cuishan in the academy were completely immersed in the sound of the piano, and slowly they also heard the sound of drums.

The sound of the drum is like a red sun rising from the east, gradually moving to the sky to release its endless heat.

No one noticed that at the bottom of the river at the junction of the Xiangjiang River and the steaming water, in the thick silt, something wanted to break through the ground.

Every time Li Changqing plucked the strings, the things buried deep in the mud rose by one point.

When Li Changqing talked about the climax of "Questions and Answers on Fisherman", something like a huge grinding disc broke out of the ground from the bottom of the river!

It is a stone drum with a diameter of more than one meter!

The stone drum actually rose slowly from the bottom of the river.

The drums in his ears were getting louder and louder, and Li Changqing felt that the Taoist Yuan Fetus in his dantian was trembling!

Rumble!

Li Changqing's culture in the sea shattered into a cloud of white mist in the roaring drum, and at the same time, this roar seemed to be shaking the heavens and the earth, and the Xiangjiang River and steaming water set off a wave five or six meters high.

Thousands of miles away in the Confucius Temple in Qufu, Qilu Province, the bronze bell hanging in the attic was not struck, but it sounded!

It was originally a dim evening, but half an acre of bright white clouds appeared above the Confucian Temple.

In the white clouds, a thousand rays of light shot towards Hengzhou in the middle, cutting through the dim sky, leaving milky white traces.

Seven Rivers Park, Qufu City.

The young mother was taking a walk with a little boy of three or four years old, and the little boy looked up at the sky, saw the glow in the sky, and excitedly pointed to the sky and said, "Mom, look! There are gods in the sky flying through the clouds!"

The young mother looked in the direction the boy was pointing, very puzzled, but still touched the child's head dotingly and said, "Silly boy, this is an airplane!"

On this night, countless people saw this glow that crossed most of China.

Some people think it's some kind of weather, and some people think it's a new fighter of the country......

The backyard of the Temple of Confucius.

A white-haired old man used a rag to wipe the old furniture, and his movements were very slow, and he seemed to be full of emotion for every object in the room, when he suddenly heard a bell ringing from the attic.

He knew very well that the tourist attraction in the front yard of this point had been closed, and even if it was not closed, the bronze bell in the attic was usually locked, and it would only ring during the sacrifice, so how could it suddenly ring?

The old man ran outside the house, looked at the sky and trembled and said, "This is ...... The Great Confucianism was born, and the glow came from the east!"

Zhang Zhiwei stood on the top of Longhu Mountain, looking at the glow from afar: "The great world is about to come out, dragons and snakes will rise together, and the land of ghosts and ghosts will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and Li Xiaoyou has caused a vision of heaven and earth again! I'm afraid that the gate of the cave heaven and blessed land will also open in the future!"

Wudang Mountain.

In a stone cave on the cliff, Zhou Shentong, whose face was full of twilight, wrapped his body tightly, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Hey, I don't know if I can survive this great world!"

The people of Hengyang City all looked sideways at a glow from the east, but in the blink of an eye, the glow seemed to fall at the junction of the Xiangjiang River and the steaming water.

The glow rolled up the stone drum that emerged from the bottom of the river, submerged into Li Changqing's sea of learning, and lingered with the white mist after the explosion of the literary species.

A palace appeared in front of Li Changqing's eyes, and there was an old man who looked eight points similar to the holy master Confucius in the portrait sitting in the main hall to give a lecture, and in the wide square under the main hall sat three thousand students, listening to the sage's explanation of the avenue, and some students raised their hands to ask questions, and he himself was sitting in the first row.

"Liren is beautiful. Those who are not benevolent cannot make appointments for a long time, and they cannot be happy. The benevolent are benevolent, and the knower is benevolent. Only the benevolent can be a good person, and a wicked person can be evil. Gou is determined to be benevolent, and there is no evil. Wealth and nobility are what people want, and if they do not get it by their way, they will not be anywhere. Poverty and lowliness are the evil of man, and if you do not get it by your way, you will not go away. A gentleman goes to benevolence, and evil becomes famous? A gentleman violates benevolence without an end of food, and the time must be so, and the upheaval must be so. ......”

Li Changqing was sitting in the first row listening, and he saw the Holy Master Confucius pause and smile at him.

This smile seems to contain the yin and yang of the universe, and it sees through the truth and falsehood!

Li Changqing was excited, the scene in front of him dissipated, and he was still sitting by the river, but in the middle of the vast righteousness of the sea of mud palace pills, there was a splendid and magnificent palace floating, and auspicious clouds lingered above the palace, and there was a stone drum standing outside the palace.

Confucian cultivation, first cultivate one's own Haoran righteousness, Haoran righteousness accumulation to a certain extent, you can condense a seed, the seed breaks and then stands, and there will be a palace of literature hanging high in the sea of learning.

Intentionally planting flowers does not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade.

After Li Changqing got the hundred school system, the progress of Confucian cultivation has always been the fastest, but it has been stuck in the bottleneck of the realm of learning, he came out to travel the world this time, and he was unable to break through the legacy of Zhu Xi, the master of science, in Jiujiang Bailudong Academy, and he didn't gain anything from going around the Yuelu Academy in Xingcheng, but he didn't expect to just play the piano outside the long-abandoned Shigu Academy, and he directly broke through to the realm of Wengong.

Li Changqing soothed the strings of Jiao Weiqin and laughed to himself: "In the past, some people called me the great Confucian of the world, and now that I have broken through to the realm of the Wen Palace, I am also worthy of the title of the great Confucian of the world, but what is the matter with this stone drum outside the Haiwen Palace?"