In the Weiyang Palace with red walls and yellow tiles.

Quiet in the main hall.

There are only two people, Shengshang of Southern Sui and King Wucheng.

The voice from the dragon seat was very peaceful, "Have you found out the identity of that Li Chunfeng?" ”

When Lu Qingping was assassinated in the residence of King Jingyang that day, when Yugui Xianwei saved his life, Lu Qingping had already deleted and reduced the origin of this Yugui and the object he wanted to hand over.

Naturally, this matter finally reached the ears of the emperor.

Yugui, one of the nine sacred relics of Confucianism, is no less than a permanent immortal after obtaining it, so it is naturally impossible not to arouse the emperor's concern.

And the character of Li Chunfeng, caused by Yugui, naturally also entered the sight of Emperor Sui and Lu Qi.

The person who can reassure Sun Jingzhi to entrust such a major inheritance relic must have a character and cultivation that can completely convince Sun Jingzhi, and such a person must be good, but he didn't see his name and surname on the mountain list.

And this person actually lives in Dengdeng Mountain, not far from the capital.

At such a close distance from the capital, there is a mysterious and powerful figure, and no one knows about the Southern Sui Imperial Court and the Jianghu Martial Arts.

This is naturally not a trivial matter.

Lu Qi stood in the main hall at this time, his voice was neither high nor low, as if he was as calm as a god, but he deliberately controlled a little weaker, and responded to Emperor Sui: "The minister has found out some clues, this person should be a person three hundred years ago, he was still quite famous in the martial arts three hundred years ago, but later because of one thing, it was rumored that he died, and then he fell off the list of people at that time, and changed his name and surname." ”

"But according to Sun Ci's observation of the lamp mountain, this person should be the person from three hundred years ago."

"So back then, he cheated to death, and three hundred years later, his cultivation reached an unfathomable state, approaching the top ten immortals of the mountain list......"

Lu Qi's back is straight, standing in the main hall, like a solid beam and pillar, supporting this huge Weiyang Palace, and also supporting the nine million miles of mountains and rivers in the Southern Sui Dynasty.

From his mouth, the intelligence information searched by the spies of the palace corresponded one by one, and analyzed Li Chunfeng's true identity hundreds of years ago.

Hearing that Li Chunfeng turned out to be a person six hundred years ago, and he was still famous three hundred years ago, Emperor Sui digested the news in his heart.

"This person has not been in the rivers and lakes for three hundred years, and it is useless to quit the rivers and lakes, since he has not interfered in the rivers and lakes for so long, we should not take the initiative to provoke him, which is a good thing for us and him."

Emperor Sui opened his mouth and decided his attitude towards this newly emerged mysterious master.

Not affinity, neither fear, but each his own way.

Lu Qi also nodded in favor of this plan.

Subsequently, Emperor Sui moved on to the next topic, with a little concern in his voice: "You said that according to the news that Qingping brought back from this trip, Li Chunfeng went to southern Xinjiang and took over the Confucian Yugui without flaw, can you ......?"

Lu Qi understood what Emperor Sui meant.

Since it still needs to be kept in the hand for a while.

so

You might as well let Qingping try it, can you find a way to get Yugui's approval.

In this way, it is possible to really keep Yugui in the imperial court and in the palace of Wucheng Wang.

Anyway, Qingping is not allowed to enter the academy.

The premise is that Lu Qingping needs to be recognized by Na Yugui.

Lu Qi muttered: "In this world, the Confucian method of cultivating qi occupies one of the three paths, logically speaking, cultivators in the world should indeed practice on the three paths, but there is a limit to manpower, even if it is the king of Qi, he will first complete one before he will cultivate the second way, and now he has cultivated several roads at the same time in thousands of years, and there is only the old Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain." ”

"Qingping, I see that the power of the divine soul in his body is already stronger than ordinary people, which is indeed a good thing, but if I impose on him the path of qi cultivation, I am worried about whether he will be able to withstand it......

Refine a perfect, and then can make up.

The three initiates are indeed the Great Dao, but they are also testing the practitioner's own qualifications, talents, and temperament, etc., and there has been a Zhang Sanfeng in the past few thousand years, although he believes in his son very much, but ......

Emperor Sui said: "You can let Qingping try it first, anyway, with you, the peak of martial arts, and your son, if it is not right, you can stop the loss in time and let him specialize in your martial arts, but you can't give up the opportunity to try Confucianism and Heavenly Dao." ”

After all, it was a Heavenly Immortal's Dao Fruit.

It's fake to say that you don't want to keep your eyes on your hands.

Lu Qi nodded, he had already thought about it in his heart, so he nodded and said, "Then let Qingping try, whether it is okay or not, you can accept it......"

Emperor Sui said with a smile: "I know that your arsenal has searched for the martial arts of the three sects and hundreds of schools, but in the great inner treasury of more than 800 years, it has also collected a lot, anyway, you yourself have already entered it many times, this time I will go to Qingping to pick some suitable for him to understand the foundation of Confucianism." ”

……

This is the seventh day that Lu Qingping has returned from Lamp Mountain.

Today, there is news from the royal secret agent.

It is rumored that a selection was held in secret at Xiangshan Academy today, and the great Confucian collectives of various academies appeared, and even Mr. Zhu Chenghuang, who was about to return to the Mandate of Heaven, also appeared.

However, the protagonists of this ceremony in today's Confucian Temple are not any of the Confucian scholars present, but three young people under their twenties.

Wu Xiuru, Ying Feihua, and knowing fate.

Three young scholars from different academies in the Southern Sui Dynasty.

Even they themselves didn't know what an important selection they were participating in today, let alone that any of the three of them would hold a very honorable position in the Confucian Sect.

The three of them only thought that today's debate was a more focused college examination than usual.

In a very relaxed state of mind, all three of them played to their heart's content, without pressure.

The three of them didn't notice the sparkle in the eyes of these well-educated Confucians when the three of them talked about the Tao and the Dharma, explained the Confucian scriptures, and gave new explanations.

It was an emotional relief.

The three of them didn't know what they had learned, but in the ears of other great Confucians, they already had the rudiments of a new Confucian theory.

The three reading seeds really live up to their reputation.

The trial of the dialectic is over.

The young man who called Zhifu broke the problem with the self-saving theory of "a gentleman should get rid of the wrongness of his heart and be honest with his whole heart", and finally came up with a new ideological theory that had begun to take shape for everyone, which frustrated the two of them in one fell swoop.

Because the three of them only thought that this was an ordinary academy debate, they didn't have any idea about the outcome of the battle, and although the other two were defeated, they were also convinced, but when the white-haired old man who was already old stretched out his trembling fingers and pointed them on the forehead of the young man named Zhiming.

The young man finally understood that after today's debate, he had to take over the burden of a holy place on his shoulders.

This year, this young scholar was only twenty years old.

And yet, on the same day.

A middle-aged scholar who had left Confucianism decades ago has returned here.

Before and after Mr. Zhu took less than ten breaths.

The middle-aged scholar walked all the way from the mountain gate of the academy, the first gate, the second gate, the lecture hall, the book pavilion, and the Taoist temple to the last Confucian Temple, as if entering a no-man's land.

In the end, under the gaze of all the great Confucians, he stood in front of the old gentleman Zhu Chenghuang's three feet.

What happened after that, no one knows.

…………