"Before leaving, I will send you two sentences for the teacher, and by that time, you will be able to know everything as it is."

Kong Sheng "looked" at Chen Shaojun, and suddenly with a flick of his palm, a magnificent Haoran righteousness burst out, and at the same time, a white text panel flew towards the ghost saint.

At the moment when the text panel flew, a line of handwriting came into view.

"Heaven is profitable, the earth is profitable, ghosts and gods are harmful, and humanity is evil...... Zimo remembers this sentence, and in the future, everything will be known."

"Young man, my path is over, I hope you can really do what I haven't done!"

Kong Sheng's voice echoed in his ears, the last sentence seemed to be said to Chen Shaojun, and the surroundings suddenly became dim, and became more and more blurred, when the grass house reflected by the oil lamp disappeared, Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint in front of him again.

Chen Shaojun didn't speak, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"This ghost monument was actually left by me according to the teacher's will, and you are also the person who the teacher said should be said, maybe you can really do what I and the teacher have not been able to do."

The Ghost Saint smiled.

"However, I still don't understand what my predecessors and Master Kong Sheng mean."

Chen Shaojun said with a frown.

"You've seen those painful, broken souls with your own eyes, haven't you?"

Ghost Saint Dao.

"Yes."

Chen Shaojun said.

"Hehe, you already get it, right? The souls are full of pain, but no one else can feel them except you and me. ”

"The teacher once said that there is no class in teaching, but Confucianism and Taoism have not been able to solve their suffering, and the teacher has spent his whole life on educating human beings, which is beyond his ability."

"That's why the teacher said that this is not his way."

Ghost Saint Dao.

"However, what even Saint Kong can't do, can I really do?"

Chen Shaojun frowned.

It's not that he is arrogant, just at that moment, he saw too many soul fragments, which were soul fragments that existed countless thousands of years ago, even before the birth of the heavens and all worlds, countless thousands of years, no one knows how many soul fragments have accumulated in this heaven and earth.

I'm afraid that what he sees is only the tip of the iceberg of countless broken souls, not even the tip of the iceberg.

Because the souls that wander between heaven and earth, full of pain, I am afraid that there are too many to count.

Even the things that the saints didn't dare to talk about, Chen Shaojun didn't dare to say that he could really solve it.

"It's man-made, as long as you do your best and don't leave any regrets, you don't need to care about the result, after all, if you and I can't do it, then it's even more impossible for others, isn't it?"

Ghost Saint Dao.

"The student understood."

Chen Shaojun was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Indeed, if even they can't do it, others can't do it.

Seeing this, the ghost saint finally showed a smile, as if relieved:

"My wish has been fulfilled, and it's time to leave, these things are parting gifts, so I'll give them to you."

The ghost saint said, and as soon as he stretched out his palm, a page immediately appeared in his palm.

Chen Shaojun just glanced at it and was immediately overjoyed:

"The Analects of the Ghost Sage."

In the hands of the ghost saint is the last page of the Analects that is missing.

"Hehe, it's not easy for you to have a great Confucian-level cultivation at a young age, which is also a blessing for my Confucianism, but this is not what I really want to give you."

The Ghost Saint said, and in an instant, he took out the last thing.

"Oh?"

Chen Shaojun was very curious, and subconsciously looked over, but just a glance, Chen Shaojun was shocked, and couldn't help but whisper:

"Golden pages? How is this possible! ”

The last gift in the mouth of the ghost saint was nothing else, it was a golden page that was exactly the same as the one Chen Shaojun got from the literary tree of the Confucian Temple.

Chen Shaojun had always thought that that kind of golden page was unique and the most special, but he didn't expect that the ghost saint would also have such a page on his body.

No, if you look closely, there are still subtle differences between the two.

The scripture page given by Wenshu was pure gold, and the scripture of the ghost saint was white in gold, when the ghost saint sent this scripture page, the golden pages in Chen Shaojun's mind suddenly vibrated and echoed each other.

There is no doubt that, despite the slight differences, the two are of the same origin.

For a while, Chen Shaojun's heart set off a lot of waves.

"Senior, what the hell is this golden page?"

Chen Shaojun had a straight face, and finally couldn't help asking.

If there is one person who knows the truth and can tell him the truth of the golden pages, I am afraid that only the ghost saint will be.

"This is not a golden page, but a Confucian and Taoist scripture given by the teacher."

Ghost Saint Dao.

Kong Sheng?

Chen Shaojun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he felt reasonable.

"This is what the teacher did before he founded Confucianism and Taoism, the teacher traveled all over the world, and he always carried them with him, I don't know what it is, the teacher never mentioned it, and we never asked, only that when we finally separated, the teacher gave these scriptures to our eight disciples."

The ghost saint said lightly.

"Eight? That is, there are eight such pages? ”

Chen Shaojun said that this information was the first time he knew.

"Well, the teacher handed us the things, and he didn't explain them carefully, but he just said that when the time comes, everything will be clear, so this scripture page is not given to you by me, but by the teacher, so I can't tell you the answer, but you are the person who the teacher said should be said, maybe you can solve the real mystery of these pages in the future."

Ghost Saint Dao.

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night, young man, my time is up, it's time to part."

As the ghost saint spoke, his body dissipated and suddenly turned into countless points of light:

"Little friend, I still have one thing left in the stele, so I will trouble you to take care of it together."

"Something? What is it? ”

Chen Shaojun hurriedly asked, but the ghost saint's voice lingered and did not answer.

Chen Shaojun was stunned for a moment, and at that moment, he knew that the last wisp of residual consciousness left by the ghost saint in heaven and earth had completely disappeared.

Chen Shaojun opened his eyes, and everything familiar came into view again, and Chen Shaojun saw Xiao Snail at a glance, which was staring at him with wide eyes.

"How long has it been?"

Chen Shaojun asked.

"You've only been in your seat for a while, why-"

Gary looked surprised, but before the words were finished, boom, suddenly, the earth shook, Snail subconsciously turned his head, and the next moment, in its shaking gaze, the ghost monument that stood on the top of the mountain for an unknown amount of time suddenly collapsed, exploded, and suddenly turned into a ball of billowing ghost energy, and the prohibition in the stele also disappeared completely.

Not only that, but with the collapse of the ghost monument, the entire ghost saint area shook violently, as if it had also been greatly impacted.

"How so?"

Gary was stunned for a moment, it had been staying by Chen Shaojun's side, obviously Chen Shaojun hadn't done anything, why did the ghost monument suddenly collapse?

At this moment, Xiao Snail was confused, only Chen Shaojun looked calm, not surprised.

"This is what the Ghost Saint predecessors left behind?"

Chen Shaojun took a step forward, and with a move of his right hand, a black brilliance exuded a faint soul fluctuation, and immediately fell into Chen Shaojun's palm.

This is a broken mass of consciousness, and it is in a deep sleep, and it is clear that this is the consciousness that is most entangled with the ghosts.

"My current strength is meager, so I can only save it for the future."

Chen Shaojun said, and sent the remnant knowledge into the golden page given by the ghost saint.

"Now it's just one last step."

Chen Shaojun lowered his head and looked at the pages of the Ghost Saint Book that appeared in his hand at some point, his literary aura had reached the peak of the Ten Dou, and now that the conditions had been met, he could finally truly impact the realm of Great Confucianism.

Turning the pages of the book, Chen Shaojun watched carefully, and wisps of literary energy also poured into Chen Shaojun's mind from the pages.

A moment later—

Rumble!

When Chen Shaojun finished reading the last page of text, the earth shook, and at the top of the mountain, a magnificent spirit was mighty, suddenly rising into the sky, and it was extremely dazzling in this dim ghost realm.

In the distance, the young man in white had already passed through the Ghost Saint's enchantment qi wall and left the Ghost Saint area, but the next moment, as if he felt something, he shook violently and turned around sharply.

Boom, almost at the same time, from a distance, the young man in white saw the dazzling spirit that rushed into the sky.

"Impossible!"

The cultivation of the young man in white was so powerful that he could almost discern Chen Shaojun's aura at a glance.

Although there is only a short distance between Wenqi Shidou and Great Confucianism, it is a gap between heaven and earth, and the time when he left, Chen Shaojun clearly did not meet the conditions.

However, it wasn't just this that shocked him, at the same time as Chen Shaojun broke through, in his perception, the ghost monument that didn't know how long it had existed had also disappeared at the same time.

This was completely beyond his knowledge.

"He actually did!"

The young man in white had a deep shock in his eyes, and as soon as his heart moved, he was about to turn around, enter the ghost saint area again, find Chen Shaojun, and ask for understanding, but at this time, a sudden panic scream suddenly came from a distance, and there was a smell of distress in his voice.

The young man in white frowned slightly, and there was a look of hesitation in his eyes, but in a moment, the void roared, and a cloud of black light and black smoke billowed out, like a sharp arrow across the void, shooting towards the young man in white from a distance.

As soon as the young man in white raised his palm, the black light immediately fell into his palm, and if he looked closely, it was a black sharp arrow, and on the sharp arrow, there was a unique aura and pattern of the ghost clan.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, there is an accident in the east, please go immediately."

The moment the sharp arrow fell into his hand, a voice immediately came from the sharp arrow, and when the young man in white heard this, his eyes immediately became extremely sharp.