Chapter 227: The Role of Confucianism
Zhuang Yuyuan, Cen Mansion. ∈ ♀ top novel,
The owner of the Cen Mansion, Master Cen, is also an old man in the Zhuang Language Academy, and he has been poor for decades, and he may not be inconspicuous in the huge academy before, but if he is placed in the world, he is definitely a rare person who is full of learning.
But that's all in the past.
The current Cen Mansion, not to mention Confucianism, is quite famous in the entire academy.
There are many reasons for being famous, of course, this is inseparable from Lin Hu. From the earliest "a tree of pear flowers pressed begonias", to the later "Master Cen, Mr. Yue, will enter the wine, the cup does not stop", all intentionally or unintentionally included Master Cen.
If Lin Hu's poems only made Master Cen attract enough attention, then today's Master Cen has transformed these attention into attention.
That day, after the banquet in the Cen Mansion, Lin Hu followed Yue Buqun away in a bit of a daze.
At that time, Lin Hu's mind was mostly on "Will Enter the Wine", but he didn't know what kind of changes the song "Will Enter the Wine" brought to Master Cen.
Master Cen's Confucian heart was first shattered, and then recondensed, and the process was by no means as simple as restoration.
This kind of excitement of wandering in the abyss and clouds is completely inaccessible to outsiders except for Master Cen himself.
A month ago, Mrs. Cen gave birth to a Lin'er for Mrs. Cen in October, and after witnessing the birth of her child, Mr. Cen felt happy on the one hand, but secretly sad for his current lifespan.
You must know that a Confucian disciple like Cen Fuzi, who only reads books in the early stage to "nourish qi", is purely pure, and the road in the middle and later stages is smoother.
But their body is also a drawback, not to mention compared with those martial cultivators, even compared with those Xuan cultivators, it is slightly inferior.
In addition to looking more energetic. The body of a Confucian like Cen Fuzi is no different from that of ordinary people, and living to be over eighty years old is already considered a long life.
After thinking about it for a long time, Master Cen ignored Mrs. Cen's dissuasion, and resolutely invited the thunderstorm.
Perhaps it was the special effect of recondensing Confucianism, but when he crossed the catastrophe, Master Cen suddenly found it sadly. The thunderclouds of his first thunderstorm seemed to be bigger than the legend, and they were more than a little bit bigger.
As a result, Master Cen was a little desperate again.
To tell the truth, Master Cen himself is not afraid of death, when he invited the thunderstorm, he was mentally prepared, but he was afraid that his newborn child would lose his child early, and his newly married wife would have no husband.
That sudden sense of responsibility is something he hasn't had in decades, so. Even if he already had the heart to die before, Master Cen had no intention of giving up.
When the first thunderbolt fell, Master Cen's soul detached from his body, wrapped in a rich aura of might, and rushed towards the terrifying thunder that seemed to be able to destroy everything.
To the surprise of Master Cen, he was already ready to be seriously injured with the first blow, but when the thunder slammed on the soul, it was crispy. A tingling sensation that permeates the soul. Really......
Cool!
That's right, others are not stupid in the face of the thunder tribulation, at least they have a dignified face, but Master Cen's expression makes it difficult for people to believe that he is crossing the tribulation, and even in the eyes of some people with a more obscene mentality, this is obviously doing something shameful.
In fact. Master Cen still underestimated his own ability.
You must know that Cen Fuzi has been reading and writing since he was five years old, and almost all of the books he reads are Confucian classics and histories, and the Confucianism of the Zhuang Yuyuan is still relatively enlightened, unlike the Confucianism that was castrated in the later period of Lin Hu's previous life. Otherwise, Master Cen would be a rotten Confucian.
After more than 70 years of hard study, the accumulation of Master Cen's literary spirit is called a horror, which is not at all comparable to Lin Hu, a freshman who has only studied for more than a year, and is not even a master at all.
Haoran's qi is the most vast, upright, to a certain extent, it is quite similar to the heavenly thunder as a panicked heavenly power.
Under the long-term nourishment of a large amount of Haoran Qi, although Master Cen had not cultivated any Xuan Cultivation exercises, his divine soul was no worse than that of Yang God at all.
This is a process that accumulates over time, and others can't envy it.
It is much easier for Confucian disciples to cross the thunder tribulation than other disciples, because the vast aura like the scorching sun is their protective umbrella, and the more majestic the qi, the bigger and stronger the umbrella is.
If heaven and earth are compared to a strict class teacher, and thunder tribulation is compared to an exam, then many yin and evil ghosts are poor students with poor grades and are targeted, while Confucian disciples are excellent students with excellent grades and preferential treatment.
During the assessment, the poor students regarded the test papers as the gate to hell, but the good students said that the difficulty was just sprinkling water because they had done a lot of similar questions, so they didn't have to worry too much.
This is exactly the case, for monks, in addition to the destructive power of the heavenly thunder, the righteousness in the heavenly thunder, the scorching judgment breath is also a huge lethality.
Ordinary people are fine, but for the yin evil ghosts who are more cold, the threat brought by this judgment aura is even greater than the threat of the thunder tribulation itself.
As for the Confucian disciples, because Haoran Qi itself has similar attributes, it is simply not too easy to face the Thunder Tribulation.
It can be said that even if the Confucian heart has not been reunited, the tragedy of Master Cen is not a mortal situation, and there is even a considerable possibility that he will successfully survive with the previous accumulation.
With the bombardment of thunder tribulation one after another, Cen Fuzi did not have the ease at the beginning, of course, the refreshing feeling after the pain still exists, to put it bluntly, it is the coexistence of pain and happiness.
When the ninth heavenly thunder came, Master Cen thought that the catastrophe had passed, but unexpectedly, the thundercloud did not have any tendency to disperse, on the contrary, it was still brewing.
"Boom!"
The tenth bucket-like heavenly thunder poured down, and the aura around Master Cen was shaken and dispersed, Master Cen was startled, this time, he really felt the huge pressure.
At this moment, Master Cen's body suddenly shook inexplicably, and the next moment, Master Cen's soul returned to his body.
I only saw that Master Cen's heart suddenly bloomed with a red light, and Master Cen knew that this was his Confucian heart, the heart of a child, which was working.
The whole body was red, like the glass of the pure heart finally played its role, like a huge processing plant, the pure heart surged out a large amount of milky white liquid, which was the condensation of the almost viscous blood-like Haoran Qi.
The next thing is also very simple, although Master Cen has not yet survived the thunder tribulation, but also has some of the power of a real person, under his operation, the milky white Haoran Qi turned into a golden hook-like text, rushing towards the heavenly thunder that attacked in the void.
"Boom!"
Dozens of huge words were combined, as if they were indomitable warriors, and the words collided with the heavenly thunder, and finally disappeared into the void.
Immediately after that, twelve, thirteen...... Until the seventeenth way, Master Cen coped with it, but in the eighteenth way, Master Cen found that his combined words could not offset the thunder that roared.
Finished!
Just when Master Cen was a little desperate, the heart of the pure son once again redeemed his decline, and the red light dyed half of the sky red, and forcibly blocked the remaining power of the thunder tribulation.
Although Hongmang only lasted for a while before being broken, it was worth it for Master Cen.
Before he had time to be surprised, Master Cen found that he was overwhelmed by a huge vitality...... (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)
ps: Things can't always go according to people's expectations, that is to say, ahem, today can only be changed