Painting the road one way, after the five products, there is no way to go.

Therefore, if Gu Changsheng wants to become a saint in the world, the first major problem to solve is to renew the road of painting and open a new road of painting and canonization.

But how difficult is this road?

After 5,000 years of human race, the first saint came out and opened up the road of Confucianism!

So far, the painting has only been born for two or three thousand years, and it is still attached to Confucianism and Taoism.

Even if there was really a painting saint, it would not be Gu Changsheng's turn.

But somehow.

Changsun Sheng always has wonderful confidence in Gu Changsheng.

Moreover, he doesn't think it's blind, after all, as a great Confucian, especially a five-grade Confucian.

The heroic righteousness in Changsun Sheng's chest has faintly been in harmony with heaven and earth, coupled with the unique effect of Changsun Sheng's [Confucianism and Taoism].

His so-called inspirations are not unfounded, but the future that really has a chance to happen.

But there is no need to explain these things to others.

But, even so.

Hearing the teacher's comments on the little junior brother, Jiang Xue was still a little stunned.

"Five years later, another Confucian?"

Jiang Xue was a little confused.

Although he also admired Gu Changsheng.

But the teacher's evaluation of the little junior brother is inevitably too exaggerated.

"Little junior brother has just achieved the ninth grade now."

The higher you go up, the more difficult it is to walk.

From not entering the product to entering the product, if you may be unique, you can do it in one day.

And to enter the ninth grade, no matter how good it is, it will always take a few days or even months of effort.

And so on.

From nine to eight grades, it is a stunning and brilliant character, and it is always necessary for a year or two.

From the eighth to the seventh grade, it will take three or five or even five or seven years.

From seven to six, it is more than ten years.

From the sixth grade to the fifth grade, the Confucianism who has not been able to break through for decades or even to death is also countless!

And his own teacher, he actually thinks that the little junior brother will be able to achieve Confucianism in five years?

Jiang Xue shook her head.

He originally thought that his character could already be called heroic and crazy.

Unexpectedly, my teacher turned out to be even more crazy than myself.

"Sure enough, people can't look good, and the sea can't fight."

Jiang Xue muttered silently in her heart.

"What, Zhongxuan, do you think what the teacher said is wrong?"

Changsun Sheng squinted at his beloved disciple.

Jiang Xue hurriedly shrank her head.

Nankang students all know that their own senior brother is different from each other in literature and martial arts, and he really wants to do it.

Looking at Nankang Mansion, there are few people below a thousand households who can match it, and the real eight-grade consummate martial arts, with the blessing of family martial arts techniques, is that the seven-grade demon monarch can also compete with one or two.

But only Jiang Xue herself knows.

Half of his martial arts are family roots.

There are still half of them, but they are all taught by the teacher in front of him, Changsun Sheng!

"Don't dare, don't dare, just ......"

Jiang Xue thought about it and used a more euphemistic analogy.

"Teacher, what you said is too exaggerated, compared to achieving the expectation of becoming a great Confucian within five years as you said by the teacher, I think that the possibility of the little junior brother making another work of Zhenguo is probably greater!"

"You criminal, you are also a work of the town, as a teacher, you have not calmed down in the past few years, and you have no learning skills!"

Hearing Jiang Xue's words, Changsun Sheng almost didn't laugh angrily.

These are two different things that cannot be compared.

The work of Zhenguo requires the right time and place, not only to have talent and learning, but also to coincide with the meeting, in order to seize that trace of inspiration.

But Confucianism and Taoism are different!

There is Nankang Building, a holy place for Confucianism and Taoism.

Gu Changsheng has been studying in this Nankang Building for five years, which is actually equivalent to ordinary Confucian cultivation in the outside world, and he has been studying for decades.

Coupled with Gu Changsheng's own talent, Nankang Lou has been out of the customs in five years and has become a great Confucian, which is really not an impossible task!

Hearing Changsun Sheng's words, Jiang Xue finally understood, and then suddenly realized, and was about to speak again.

"Bell!"

In the distance, there was a melodious bell all of a sudden, and it suddenly rang!

At this moment, spread throughout Nankang Mansion.

But it made Jiang Xue and Changsun Sheng stunned.

You must know that the two of them are in front of the Nankang Building, as a shelter for the humane context of Nankang Mansion.

Under normal circumstances, before and after coming to Nankang Tower, it is difficult for all the visions of heaven and earth to spread here.

The only vision that can be preached is that.

"The birth of the town?"

"Zhenguo bells?"

Jiang Xue and Eldest Sun Sheng raised their heads together and looked incredulously in the direction where the bell of the town was ringing.

Changsun Sheng was fine, but Jiang Xue's eyes were about to pop out.

"No, I really said that the little junior brother really made a masterpiece of the town, right?"

……

At the same time!

Tianjing City!

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

With Gu Changsheng, above the sea of clouds, he began to comprehend heaven and earth, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and cultivate Wenhua aura, wanting to see how much Wenhua aura he could contain under the ninth grade.

As the visions converged, the auspicious clouds churned, and the phantom of the Zhenguo bell gradually solidified.

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, over the Tianjing City.

The phantom of the Zhenguo Bell was also urged together and emerged!

Thousands of golden rays shine on the heavens and the earth, and the entire Tianjing City is like daylight.

"This ...... The town bell rings three times? ”

"Another famous song of Zhenguo has been born!"

The literati of Tianjing City were all a little dumbfounded.

Tianjing City is the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the place where Wenhua gathers.

But since the empress ascended the throne, there have been two masterpieces of Zhenguo in the dynasty, but none of them came out of Tianjing City!

That's it.

As the phantom of the Zhenguo bell solidified, the Zhenguo bell stirred the sky.

Tianjing City, Wendao Academy.

A student from the Famous Dao Academy, his face turned green!

Because, their teachings have been ascertained.

"This masterpiece of Zhenguo is from Nankang Mansion again?"

……

In Tianjing City, whether it is a literati or a warrior, whether it is a commoner or an official.

At the moment when Zhenguo Zhong appeared, they all used their own channels to ensure that they were in the shortest time and the fastest speed.

Find out where the second work of Zhenguo since His Majesty's accession to the throne came from.

Of course, they still haven't forgotten, and they began to write hard and write a chapter as soon as possible, and they wanted to send it to the palace.

However, compared to the boiling of the entire Tianjing City.

At this moment, in the depths of Tianjing City, in the deep palace of mountains and mountains.

Today's empress has a gloomy face, cold eyes, and looks at the music in her hand.

The chill in a pair of phoenix eyes almost turned into water dripping out!

"There is a drought in Annan Prefecture, 30,000 people are displaced, and they need to move to neighboring Wenping Prefecture, and ask for an edict to set up another Yiyang Army, command envoys, and work in Yiyang County, Xin'an County, Wenping Prefecture."

"These people really don't understand anything, do they!?"