This is the truth of the mystery of ghosts and gods, what the ghost saint heard in the academy was not the voice of ghosts and gods, but the painful wails of countless souls.

Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, from the moment life is born, there is life and death.

Countless gods, demons, demons, and countless powerful souls, even if they have a thorough cultivation, finally disappeared and collapsed in the face of the torrent of time.

But unlike what ordinary people imagine, not all lives return to nothingness after death, but a considerable part of the souls are broken after death, and those broken souls are like duckweed, floating between heaven and earth.

They are neither born nor dead, but they also have no sense of self, for them time is a cage, and existence itself is a pain.

Chen Shaojun knew a long time ago that the heavens and the earth were filled with many soul fragments of gods and demons, and even the crown of light, which was familiar to all the gods, demons, demons and demons in the heavens and all worlds, was composed of these soul fragments and rules.

The power of gods and demons is the ability of the crown of light.

However, all this was just to know, Chen Shaojun never thought that he would be able to feel the existence of these soul fragments in such an intuitive way like now, and experience their pain.

"That's how it all came about......"

Chen Shaojun's heart was filled with compassion, and his gaze slowly swept around, completely immersed in this world that no one had ever discovered.

However, Chen Shaojun didn't know that when he was holding yin and yang, breaking the barrier between heaven and earth, and solving the mystery of the ghost saint, at the same time, the outside world also had visions.

"Boy, you!"

Just a few steps away, Xiao Snails' eyes suddenly widened and looked at Chen Shaojun in front of him.

Chen Shaojun had been sitting motionless with his eyes closed before, and it didn't seem to be anything special, but at this moment, in Xiao Shaojun's gaze, I saw that Dao fluorescence suddenly appeared next to Chen Shaojun, with his body as the dividing line, and a round of Yin and Yang Taiji was born on the ground, half of it was dark, half of it was blazing, not only that, with Chen Shaojun as the center, it was around Yin and Yang Taiji, and there were hexagrams all around.

These hexagrams were not deduced by Chen Shaojun's array, but naturally generated, as if Chen Shaojun had touched the rules of heaven and earth that had never been touched.

Not only that, behind Chen Shaojun, a round of saint illusions suddenly appeared, one by one, with a high crown and a dignified expression, guarding Chen Shaojun's side.

"The vision of heaven and earth, the guardians of the sons, boy, what have you done?"

At this moment, Xiao Gary's eyes widened, as if something had suddenly been discovered, and his expression was extremely shocking.

However, before it could think about it, a vibration came from behind him, and Xiao Snail turned his head, only to find that the ghost monument, which had been standing still like a mountain, suddenly trembled, and the smoke exploded, and the billowing ghost qi did not completely dissipate, but surged like life, spreading along the surface, but in an instant, it rolled towards Chen Shaojun in front of him, and then quickly submerged into his body.

"It's been thousands of years, and I can't imagine that someone has really solved the unsolved mystery left by the teacher."

At the same time, in the depths of Chen Shaojun's sea of consciousness, a voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Shaojun turned his head and saw at a glance that there was an extra figure beside him, black robes and slightly black skin, but a pair of eyes were extremely bright and full of endless wisdom.

"Junior, Chen Shaojun, I've seen a ghost saint!"

Chen Shaojun came back to his senses and bowed respectfully.

The figure that appeared in front of him was naturally the Ghost Saint, but it was different from the Mu Ne in the Ghost Monument, the Ghost Saint in front of him had smart eyes, and it was obviously not an illusion.

However, time has passed, thousands of years have passed, even the saint has dissipated, and the moment he saw the ghost saint in front of him, Chen Shaojun understood that what he was seeing in front of him was just a wisp of consciousness left by the ghost saint in the ghost monument thousands of years ago.

"Did you see them all?"

The Ghost Saint spoke.

Chen Shaojun was stunned at first, and then understood that the ghost saint was dead, and although the wisp of consciousness he left behind could communicate freely with him, it was only a residual consciousness after all, not a real ghost saint, and he couldn't feel everything he felt, and only by aspiring to yin and yang could he see the truth of the world, the nature of the ghost clan's realm was yin, and he couldn't break through the realm he had just comprehended, and it became more and more difficult to see the truth of the matter here.

This is not knowing the true face of Mount Tai, only because he is in this mountain.

"See."

Chen Shaojun didn't hide it, so he told the ghost saint everything he saw in his eyes.

The surroundings were quiet, and after listening to Chen Shaojun's narration, the ghost saint's expression was complicated, and he fell into a long silence, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Obviously, what Chen Shaojun saw was not seen by him back then, or what he saw was not as detailed and detailed as Chen Shaojun.

"I see, that's all the truth!"

After a long time, the ghost saint suddenly let out a long sigh, his eyes were fixed on Chen Shaojun, and his eyes showed deep gratitude:

"Learning endlessly, hearing about it, dying at night, I finally understood the mystery that had plagued me for thousands of years. Thank you, young man. ”

In the last sentence, the ghost saint came from the bottom of his heart and was extremely sincere.

"The juniors don't dare."

Chen Shaojun hurriedly bowed modestly, but soon, Chen Shaojun noticed something, and his heart jumped sharply.

"Teacher? Aren't the words and mysteries on the stele left by their predecessors? What does this have to do with Master Confucius? ”

"Huh."

The ghost saint chuckled, and then glanced at Chen Shaojun:

"Although the voice of ghosts and gods is a knot that has plagued me for a long time, the words on the tablet are indeed left by the ancestors. I have some memories that I don't have left, so I'll tell you them all now. ”

The next moment, the figure of the ghost saint disappeared suddenly, the surrounding light and shadow changed, and in a trance, Chen Shaojun sank into the memory of the ghost saint again, but this time it was something that Chen Shaojun had never touched.

Crackling!

The lights flickered, and it was a dimly lit grass house, simple and simple, but unusually clean, and filled with a thick ...... Bookish.

It was also at this time that Chen Shaojun saw an old man who was over the age of old behind the desk, his hair and beard were gray, and he was wearing an old Confucian shirt that had been washed white, but his waist was straight, as majestic as a mountain.

Master Confucius!

The moment he saw the old man, a thought flashed through Chen Shaojun's mind, and he immediately understood the identity of the other party.

There is at least seventy percent of the similarity between the old man behind the desk and the portrait sculpture of Kong Sheng that is circulating today, his aura is elegant, and people can't help but feel close to it when they see it, but the most important thing is the eyes.

It is a pair of vicissitudes of life with tranquility, as if seeing through all the human feelings, returning to the basics, and at the same time containing infinite wisdom eyes.

When Chen Shaojun looked at those eyes, he had a feeling as if all the civilization and wisdom of the entire world were stored in these eyes.

"Zimo, you and I are teachers and students, and now it's time for you to leave as a teacher."

There was silence in the grass house, and Chen Shaojun saw the Confucian Ancestor opposite, his lips closed one by one, and he spoke.

"Teacher, students don't want to leave."

Just opposite Kong Sheng, Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint with a sad expression, kneeling on the ground, his body prostrate.

"The tree has withered glory, the moon has obscurity, and all things rise and fall, which is the most fundamental truth. Idiot, can't you even see this? ”

Kong Sheng said lightly.

Chen Shaojun looked at this scene and realized something in his heart.

Regarding Confucius in his later years, there are actually few descriptions in Confucian books, but Chen Shaojun knows that judging from the existing books in circulation, Confucius may have already completed his Confucianism and began to learn easily, but at this time, Confucius had also understood the world and reached the point of an unpredictable prophet.

Not only the ghost saint, but also the Confucian saint also predicted the life and death disasters of other disciples.

On the ground, the ghost saint knelt down, his head pressed to the ground, still motionless, more and more sad.

He began to transform from a ghost deer, followed Kong Sheng all the way, opened his spiritual wisdom, and cultivated Confucianism, for him, Kong Sheng was not just a teacher, but also his own relatives.

Emotionally, the Ghost Saint was reluctant to leave.

However, he is extremely filial to his teacher, no less than other senior brothers, since the teacher speaks, even if he is unwilling in his heart, the ghost saint can only obey the teacher's orders:

"The disciple obeys."

"When you leave, there are only a few words that you should keep in mind."

Kong Shengdao.

"Yes."

The ghost saint was originally prostrate on the ground, but when he heard the teacher's teachings at this time, he immediately sat down and listened respectfully.

"Zimo, you remember, the voice of ghosts and gods you heard in your ears is a problem for you for half your life, but it is also the opportunity for your creation and my Confucianism."

Kong Shengdao.

"Confucianism's chance?"

The ghost saint in the grass house, and Chen Shaojun, who was listening at this time, were shocked in their hearts.

"Well, there are some things that the teacher couldn't answer you back then, and it's only now that the teacher finally figured it out."

Kong Sheng's eyes rarely showed a look of reminiscence:

"What you are involved in involves an old incident from a long time ago in my Confucianism and Taoism, and also involves the roots of my Confucianism and Taoism."

"The root of Confucianism and Taoism?"

The ghost saint looked surprised.

Chen Shaojun also became more and more confused.

"As a teacher, I can't tell you too much for a while, you just need to know, when the time comes, everything will gradually understand, but you remember, this is not you and the teacher, nor you and I can solve it, but the matter that will be solved by someone thousands or even nearly 10,000 years later, and that person is the person who should speak to my Confucianism."

Kong Sheng's expression was embarrassed, as if he had already seen through the future.

"Please forgive the disciple's doubts, the teacher is a scholar of heaven and man, and has already understood the warp and weft, since the teacher has already understood it, why do you need to wait for a thousand years, after ten thousand years, can't it be solved with the teacher's ability?"

The ghost saint suddenly had a straight face.

"Idiot."

Kong Sheng sighed and shook his head:

"Everyone has their own way, and the way of being a teacher has come to an end, as for what you are involved in,...... That's not the way to be a teacher. ”

"In the future, after a thousand years, my Confucianism and Taoism will decline, there will be no more children, and there will never be a saint, when the person who should say appears, he will definitely be able to do what the teacher has not done, and fulfill the unfulfilled wish of the teacher, and can also truly improve the Confucianism and Taoism of the teacher, so that there is no real education without class, and the education of all things is the real Confucianism."

"At that time, my Confucianism and Taoism will usher in another real great prosperity!"

Speaking of later, Kong Sheng behind the table slowly raised his head, and at that moment, Chen Shaojun suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart, only to feel that Kong Sheng's gaze was deep and penetrating, as if he had penetrated thousands of years of time and saw himself directly.