"I see......"

Feng Rui nodded with relief in his heart, writing scriptures was not a difficult task for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, every monk who preaches the Tao has his own unique views on the way of heaven, and writing scriptures is actually to express the truth of heaven and earth in the way of texts.

It's just that some people like to write scriptures, and some people don't.

Lie is like a Taiqing sage in the wilderness, and has written a "Tao Te Ching" to explain his own way of inaction.

Ye Fan wrote a book of "The Book of the Heavenly Emperor" to explain his way of being an emperor.

He has written a book called "The Book of No Beginning" to explain his own way of beginninglessness.

Although those scriptures are not exercises, they are all-encompassing, expounding the infinite heaven and earth, and if there is a person who is gifted with understanding and intelligence, he should be able to comprehend the exercises or supernatural powers from the scriptures.

It is rumored that Yin Xi, the patriarch of the Shushan founding school, was awarded a volume of the "Tao Te Ching", and the Tao Te Ching was written in nine chapters of "Guan Yinzi", thus creating the famous Shushan Sword School.

And what Feng Rui has to do now is to write a scripture in order to obtain the approval of the Heavenly Dao.

But each plane is different, even if it is two parallel planes, they are more or less different.

The Confucianism and Taoism plane is very special, and I don't know what the reason is, the world will of the Confucianism and Taoism plane failed when it changed the Heavenly Dao.

It stands to reason that if the will of the world fails to transform the Heavenly Dao, it will fall back into the will of the world, but the Confucianism and Taoism plane does not know for what reason it has formed a crippled pseudo-Heavenly Dao.

It is not difficult to write scriptures, but in order to obtain the approval of the pseudo-heavenly way, the scriptures must first conform to the pseudo-heavenly way, which is the most difficult part.

Seeing Feng Rui bowing his head and pondering, Wang Jinglong did not disturb him and quietly left the study.

After Wang Jinglong left, Feng Rui directly began to retreat, but he did not start writing immediately, but was sorting out his own way!

Time passed unconsciously, and recently Feng Rui stayed at home, combed his way in retreat, and finally wrote a scripture, and named the scripture "Ziwei Sutra".

"Ziwei Sutra" is not a practice or supernatural power, but only Feng Rui's summary of the truth of heaven and earth, but Feng Rui is confident that "Ziwei Sutra" is definitely no worse than "Heavenly Emperor Sutra" or "No Beginning Sutra".

But Feng Rui did not write it silently, but kept revising the scriptures, not that the scriptures were flawed, but that Feng Rui made the scriptures more in line with the pseudo-heavenly way of Confucianism and Taoism.

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Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and on this day, in front of the gate of the school palace, it can be described as a surging crowd, and when the gate of the school palace was opened, no math students flocked in.

As the highest-grade hall of the Jixia Academy, the appearance of the atrium is not very magnificent and gorgeous, just a simple and elegant hall.

But the sight of pushing open the vermilion bronze door is enough to amaze anyone who is new to the atrium.

Under the power of the demi-saints to change the heavens and the earth, the synagogue that can only accommodate less than a thousand people on the outside is a magnificent hall where tens of thousands of people gather.

Looking up, there was a crowd of people, full of students in white robes and crowns.

Tens of thousands of Jixia students have already sat down, and most of the rest of the students are from other places, all of whom have heard that the demi-saint will give a lecture in the Jixia School Palace, and they have rushed thousands of miles to the Jixia School Palace to listen to the lectures.

I saw that on the central platform, an old man and a young man sat opposite each other and drank tea, and more than ten Confucian scholars from the Jixia School Palace sat second.

"See, that's the East Sage!"

"Who is the gentleman who drank with the Eastern Saint? At a young age, he is already a great Confucian scholar? ”

"We don't have this great Confucian in Qingguo, it should be a great Confucian in other countries! However, he has become a Confucian at such an age, and he should have promoted the celebrity family a long time ago......"

"Could it be...... Writing Tang poems and Song poems with six white heads? ”

Everyone in the hall whispered, basically either discussing Wang Jinglong, or discussing who was drinking with Wang Jinglong.

Wang Jinglong looked old and weak, and he was emaciated, but everyone knew that he became like this because of the death battle with the demon clan's half-saints, but it was precisely because of this that the students admired him more and more.

It is rumored that when Wang Jinglong was born, there was a faint dragon saint roaring in the sky, as if he was frightened, so his parents named him Wang Jinglong.

"Could it be that he is the copyist?"

After Fang Yun, who was dressed in disguise, he blended in the crowd, looked up at the high platform, and his eyes fell on Feng Rui's body.

More than ten Confucians of the Jixia School Palace were first excluded by Fang Yun, after all, those Confucians were all wearing the costumes of the Jixia School Palace.

The only ones left were the old and the young, although Fang Yun had never seen Wang Jinglong, but he had also heard Li Wenying describe Wang Jinglong's appearance, it was obvious that the old man was the Eastern Saint Wang Jinglong.

Then in the end, only that young man remained, but that young man was too young, and he became a great Confucian at such an age?

"Not good!"

Fang Yun suddenly lowered his head, secretly saying something bad in his heart.

I saw that the young man on the high platform frowned slightly, raised his eyes and swept into the crowd, his eyes touching Fang Yun's gaze.

Fang Yun's heart suddenly froze, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at the other party anymore.

Fang Yun didn't expect the other party to be so sensitive, just a few more glances, and was almost discovered by the other party.

"It's him!"

What Fang Yun didn't know was that although he instantly lowered his head and pretended to be nothing, he still caught Feng Rui's attention.

Feng Rui even read his memories quietly and knew his identity through immortal knowledge.

Although Fang Yun is the protagonist of the original work, Feng Rui did not take it seriously, and it is not that he has never seen the protagonist of the plane, and there is nothing strange about it.

As long as Fang Yun didn't die himself, Feng Rui didn't bother to pay attention to him, but if Fang Yun did his own death, Feng Rui wouldn't mind slapping him to death!

Feng Rui's eyes swept over, looking down at the hall below, and he saw the solemn scene of tens of thousands of people.

"Good heart!"

Wang Jinglong has been paying attention to Feng Rui, and seeing that Feng Rui's expression was indifferent and not affected in the slightest, he couldn't help but praise it secretly in his heart.

After all, he knew that it was the first time for Feng Rui to experience such a scene, and it was indeed a bit unexpected to be able to do everything without being surprised.

In fact, how did Wang Jinglong know that this kind of scene was just a small scene for Feng Rui.

Feng Rui had long been accustomed to it, no matter how big the scene was, every time the Taixuan Sect worshipped, there were millions of disciples, and this scene could only be regarded as a small scene.

About half an hour later, the huge bell rang nine times in succession, and the bell rang throughout the atrium.

"Here we go."

The chatter in the hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked up and focused their eyes on the high platform in the center.

A mysterious light slowly rose from the high platform, and pale golden points of light emerged in the void, gradually converging into a golden-patterned white-robed figure.

Wang Jinglong sat in the void, his clothes moved without wind, and his half-holy bearing was undoubtedly displayed!

And what Wang Jinglong talked about at the beginning is naturally his own enlightenment work - "Twelve Chapters of the Dragon". (To be continued.) )