The Great Shang Dynasty has only been established for 800 years, and it is rumored that this land was a barren land a long time ago, and where did it come from?

Chen Shaojun pressed the doubts in his heart and continued to move forward, all the way forward, the deeper he went, the stronger the aura of the void and the pervasive Haoran righteousness, about fifty steps later, the scene in front of him finally had some changes.

The road is lush on both sides, these trees grow extremely tall, and the body of the tree also contains a majestic literary atmosphere, not yet close, that stream of cultural atmosphere is like the Yangtze River, turbulent, surging, and on the body and branches and leaves, Chen Shaojun also saw a lot of historical texts like natural textures, walking into this area, a sense of solemnity arises spontaneously.

And further on, the scenery became beautiful, Chen Shaojun saw a garden pool, there were goldfish wandering in the pools, not far away, there were several strong land turtles, looking lazy, crawling slowly on the ground, and even a few peacocks strolling among the flowers, these goldfish, peacocks, and land turtles finally added a little vitality to the temple.

"Whew!"

When Chen Shaojun walked here, he felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, a place like the Holy Temple was too majestic, and he felt more comfortable like this.

"Boy, you're Chen Shaojun, right?"

At this time, without the slightest warning, an old voice suddenly came into his ears, Chen Shaojun didn't care about it at first, and when he followed the sound and looked at the land turtle that was looking up at him, he couldn't help but be startled in his heart.

This turtle is talking, and it was just talking!

"What? Are you looking down on me? ”

The land turtle, which was as strong as an ox, suddenly frowned and said. That's right, it really frowned, and that expression was really human-like.

However, before Chen Shaojun could react, the Lu Xing turtle that seemed to be annoyed by Chen Shaojun moved, and a majestic essence was as dazzling as the scorching sun, and suddenly burst out from the turtle shell on its back, heading straight for Xiao Han, and the essence was everywhere, and even the dark clouds in the sky were cut, revealing a large area of pure sky.

At this moment, even the essence in Chen Shaojun's body was affected and fluctuated violently.

Not only that, after a series of adventures, Chen Shaojun wrote articles that performed the world, and the literary spirit in his body reached the level of Hongru, looking at the world, among his peers, except for Liao Boya, there were almost no opponents.

And the aura that erupted from the land turtle in front of him was even more powerful and ancient than Chen Shaojun, compared to it, the aura in Chen Shaojun's body suddenly glowed in Haoyue, and it instantly seemed pale and pale.

“！！！”

When Chen Shaojun saw this scene, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

How is this possible!

Chen Shaojun's heart rose and fell, if his literary spirit reached the level of Hongru, then the turtle in front of him was at least at the level of a great grandmaster, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe that in the holy temple, any turtle had such a terrible cultivation.

Moreover, among Confucianism and Taoism, after reaching the realm of Great Confucianism and transforming into Haoran righteousness, it is equivalent to the top master in martial arts, and with the level of this land turtle, no, it is no longer a literary spirit, but a heroic righteousness.

In Chen Shaojun's perception, Yao Tianwei and the like, I am afraid that they will be blown away by it in a single photo, and even the top powerhouse of the Celestial Realm like the Ghost Clan General, I am afraid that he will have to walk around when he sees this turtle.

——The righteousness of Confucianism and Taoism can restrain the evil of heaven and earth.

The thousand-year-old king eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, this land turtle can speak people's mouths, and it has obviously opened its mind, and judging from the thickness of its temperament, the land turtle in front of him may have lived for at least a thousand years.

These thoughts flew through his mind, and Chen Shaojun soon realized that the gaze was still on him.

"Student Chen Shaojun has seen the teacher."

Chen Shaojun reacted quickly and bowed to the Lu Xing Turtle in front of him who didn't know how long he had lived.

No matter what its ontology is, if it can speak out people's mouths, open its spiritual wisdom, and over the years, it has been nurtured by the literary atmosphere, and even can reach the realm level of the great grandmaster, then it is no longer an ordinary beast, and naturally it cannot be evaluated by its ontology.

- From the point of view of literature, it is a great master.

"Boy, you are still knowledgeable, worthy of the four words of Confucianism and Taoism."

The old turtle raised his head and looked old-fashioned, as if he was finally satisfied with Chen Shaojun's performance.

"It's no wonder that the old willow tree has taken a fancy to you."

Hearing these words, Chen Shaojun's heart jumped violently.

"Seniors know the Wenshu seniors of the Temple of Literature?"

"Hmph, how could I not know, I saw the little willow tree planted with my own eyes. And that little Xunzi often came to me at that time, chatted with me, and asked me about the scriptures. ”

The old turtle said with a proud face.

Xiao Xunzi? So who is that?

Chen Shaojun looked confused, but soon, Chen Shaojun shook violently and his eyes widened suddenly.

"Little Xunzi, Xun Sheng!"

The big turtle in front of him refers to Xun Sheng, who planted the willow tree with his own hands and left the golden pages, and the dignified Xun Sheng is only a small Xunzi in its mouth, how long did this big turtle live.

At this moment, Chen Shaojun really felt solemn.

"You Confucian and Taoist disciples, come and go, come and go, wave after wave, most of you have limited qualifications, and you only stay at the level of great Confucianism and Confucianism all your life, and you can't even do it as a grandmaster, let alone a higher realm. I generally don't bother to pay attention to them, they think of me as a big turtle, and I also take them for fools, I don't bother to pay attention. ”

The old turtle said lightly.

"This kind of stupid person, I really don't look down on it, if I wasn't limited by my body and burdened by this turtle shell, I'm afraid I would have been called a saint as early as a thousand years ago."

The old turtle's breath was terrifyingly loud.

"But you're different, you did the article in the Hall of Heroes before, right? I've lived for so long, it's been a long time since I've seen anyone who can make a sage chapter of this level. ”

"With so many fools, you can barely be considered a smart person."

Old Turtle Road.

Chen Shaojun couldn't cry or laugh, this old turtle's vision was not ordinarily high, and the great Confucian Hongru who came to the temple to transform his literary temperament became a stupid person in his mouth, and he was only barely a smart person.

However, Chen Shaojun quickly reacted.

"It turns out that the seniors have felt it a long time ago."

Chen Shaojun said respectfully.

From the Holy Temple to the Hall of Heroes, the distance is definitely not close, and the middle houses are heavy, row upon row, and the feelings of ordinary people are by no means so clear, but it seems that this old turtle has insight into everything, and when he made that policy before, he was clearly sensed by it.

At this moment, Chen Shaojun suddenly understood why he "looked at himself differently" and stopped himself.

Seeing Chen Shaojun's respectful attitude, the old turtle nodded, with a teachable expression.

"When you first came in, I noticed the breath of the old willow tree on your body, and there was no accident, Xiao Xunzi's golden page also fell on you. For the sake of the old willow tree's face, I'll help you, this thing will be given to you, and when you accept it for a while and transform your temperament, it will naturally come in handy. ”

The old turtle spoke, his mouth opened, and he spit out a cloud of white light, which was as big as a lotus seed, and it was chaotic.

"Senior, this is?"

Chen Shaojun showed a puzzled look.

"Boy, why are you asking so much? It's good for you anyway, and you'll know when the time comes! ”

The old turtle glanced at Chen Shaojun, and then spit out, and the white light immediately flew out and landed in Chen Shaojun's palm.

Chen Shaojun held it in his palm, only feeling heavy, his tentacles were cold, and he wanted to investigate carefully, but found that that the light seemed to contain some kind of power, and with his Wendao cultivation close to the realm of Hongru, he couldn't even tell the truth.

"Senpai-"

Chen Shaojun still wanted to ask, but the old turtle didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around, and slowly plunged into the pool.

"Let's go, the Confucian head is still waiting for you inside. If you continue to ask, you will be no different from those who are dull and foolish. ”

Hearing this, Chen Shaojun couldn't cry or laugh, but he also knew that this white light must be of great benefit to him.

"The elders can't give up, since this is the case, the juniors will accept it, thank you seniors!"

Chen Shaojun is also a generous person, bowed and walked inward.

After stepping over a few white jade pills, Chen Shaojun finally saw the most mysterious temple in the hearts of countless literati.

Just above the white jade pills, Chen Shaojun looked up and saw a magnificent palace group, these palaces have high eaves and teeth, antique, majestic and magnificent, every brick and tile is spraying a strong literary atmosphere, enough to make any scholar and Taoist amazed.

Standing in front of this vast palace complex, anyone can feel the smell of the ancient and sacred.

And just in front of this palace complex, Chen Shaojun saw a two-person tall stone stele.

"Temple!"

The two words on the stele are flying and dancing, piercing the sky.

This is the holy place in the hearts of countless scholars and scholars, but only the most outstanding scholars can enter this place when they reach the realm of Confucianism, Chen Shaojun was born in a family of scholars and Taoists, although he had such a dream when he was a child, but at that time, his wisdom had not yet opened, everything was so far away for him, but now, everything has changed, and the dream of the past has really come true.

"Chen Gongzi? Please come in, Lord Confucius is already waiting inside. ”

At the entrance of the main hall, a row of Confucian scholars stood, the lowest of these people were all at the level of the grandmaster's realm, and the one who spoke to Chen Shaojun was a great grandmaster of fifty years.

"Disciple obeys!"

Chen Shaojun did not hesitate, followed the great grandmaster's steps, crossed the threshold, and entered the main hall.

There was silence in the hall, Chen Shaojun raised his head, and at a glance he saw a huge plaque, with gold paint on a black background, with four big characters written on it, which was bright and bright.

It is taken from the text in the ancient books, "about the heart of the sage, the righteousness and brightness, and the insight of the four reaches", these four words also abide by the principles of Confucianism, Taoism and morality.