In Yunzhou City, in mid-air.

Streams of Confucian righteousness continue to emerge, converge, and turn into clouds.

And in the clouds, there were bursts of glow flickering, which looked extremely gorgeous, and people couldn't take their eyes off it.

More importantly, in the mist of the clouds, there is a huge high platform, set off by the Confucian righteousness, the high platform is very large, oval-shaped, as if it was made of some special wood, so suspended in mid-air.

You can also faintly see that in the high platform, there are figures one after another, and at the same time, streamers appear in all directions and enter it.

Obviously, the opening of the Longyuan Conference attracted people from all walks of life, in addition to Confucianism, there were also people from sects.

However, Song Zhishu didn't care about this, but set his eyes on the high platform.

"Don't you think something is wrong?"

At this time, Lu Ming next to him spoke, with a slight smile in his eyes, and then said: "The venue of this Longyuan Conference is actually an inkstone, not a temporary one. ”

Inkstone?

Hearing this, Song Zhishu couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.

At first glance, he was amazed by the scene of the conference venue, and secondly, he really felt that the shape of the venue was not quite right.

But I really didn't think that this was actually an inkstone, so after Lu Ming's reminder, Song Zhishu took a closer look and found that it was indeed very similar, but he was even more puzzled in his heart: "Then this venue is specially built according to the shape of the inkstone?" ”

After all, the Longyuan Conference is a Confucian event, and the inkstone is a must-have for Confucian scholars.

It makes sense to use its shape as a venue.

"No, this is an inkstone."

Lu Ming shook his head and explained: "This inkstone, named Fang Tian Yan, is the Wenbao of my Southern Confucian School, made by the Yuan Sheng, according to the words of the Immortal Dao, it is equivalent to a magic weapon, but the difference with the magic weapon is that the usage of the Wenbao is a little different, and it needs to be urged by Confucian righteousness. ”

"Wenbao is the magic weapon of the reader, but generally speaking, the Wenbao is very rare, and even if it is obtained, some Confucian scholars cannot use it, only after reaching the realm of Confucianism, it can be used, and the power is no less than that of the Taoist weapon in the immortal road."

After hearing this, Song Zhishu nodded slightly.

He is still clear about the so-called literary treasure, as the other party said, it is the magic weapon of the reader.

However, I have never seen it myself, because Wenbao is very important to Confucianism, and the number is too small.

It's just that he didn't expect that now he would have the opportunity to see it, and it would become the venue of this Dragon Source Conference.

It is no wonder that among them, Song Zhishu can feel the huge Confucian righteousness, and it is exuded by itself without any means.

"Wenbao, who is not weaker than the Taoist weapon, but unfortunately the eunuchs used are very harsh, and they need at least a great Confucian to be urged." As he got closer, Song Zhishu looked at Fang Tianyan, who was getting closer and closer, that is, the venue of the Longyuan Conference, and thought in his heart.

Unlike the Dao Weapon, he didn't feel much danger in this treasure.

Come to think of it, there is indeed a big difference between the so-called Wenbao and the magic weapon.

Soon after, Song Zhishu and a group of Confucians of the Southern School finally went to Fang Tianyan, where people from various universities had gathered, and he saw Zheng Gongwen of the Wang School, beside the other party, there was also a young man, with an extraordinary temperament, standing out from the crowd, standing among the great Confucians, and some young people of the same age were very different.

And the other party seemed to feel Song Zhishu's gaze, and then he also looked over and nodded.

Come to think of it, this person is Li Cexuan, the most valued one in the Wang faction.

Song Zhishu bowed his hand slightly, but didn't say anything, and then began to move his gaze again, and soon a group of people from the sect also came into view, led by Cen Xingyuan, but he was not by the other party's side, and he saw any outstanding existence.

After that saint, it doesn't seem to be there.

Didn't you say that this person would also participate in the Dragon Sourcing Conference?

In this regard, Song Zhishu couldn't help but wonder, but soon, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

Because among those scholars in the sect, he found a special aura, which is Confucian righteousness, but it is different from the Confucian righteousness of ordinary scholars, this kind of aura is more pure, condensed, and almost approaching Haoran righteousness.

And with this breath, Song Zhishu finally saw that among the sects, there was a young man with a very ordinary appearance and a temperament that was not special.

But it is this person who exudes Confucian righteousness that is even more special than some great Confucians.

"So, this is the Sect Rite after that saint?"

Song Zhishu thought in his heart, and immediately confirmed the identity of the other party.

The reason was very simple, because he found that the people around him, whether it was Lu Ming or even Gu Yun Daru and others, didn't seem to be aware of the existence of the other party, but just regarded this person as a very ordinary scholar.

If it weren't for the Haoran righteousness in his body, he would be more sensitive to the breath of a reader, and he would not be able to find it himself.

"After the saint, don't you want to be discovered?"

Song Zhishu thought that it should be this possibility, and the sect directly regarded the other party as an extremely important existence, otherwise there would be no news for so many years, and now that he appeared at the Dragon Source Conference, he obviously wanted to use it as a hole card.

In this regard, he did not choose to make a statement, but went to the location that had been prepared in advance with everyone.

The venue of the Dragon Sourcing Conference is oval-shaped, with four sides high, and there is also a venue in the middle.

And all the schools, as well as the major forces that came to watch, have their own regions, which are very strictly divided, and they have obviously been preparing for a long time.

Among them, there are many elders and disciples of the three major sword sects, the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect and the Yin Yang Immortal Sect, but the number is relatively small, and they are all very low-key, after all, this is a grand event belonging to Confucianism, and it is not good to take the lead.

And it was also at this time when Song Zhishu and his party were heading to the location of the Southern Faction.

On the sect's lineage, the young scholar who looked like an ordinary person suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Cen Xingyuan noticed the young scholar's reaction, and couldn't help frowning.

"Someone found out about my existence, it should be the scholar named Song Zhishu." The young man spoke, a little pensive in his eyes. He is contaminated with the breath of a saint, and if he wants to hide it, even a Confucian can't see through it, just like an ordinary person.

But now, he was actually discovered, and he was still the same age, which couldn't help but surprise him.

"What? Does Song Zhishu still have such ability? ”

Hearing this, even Cen Xingyuan couldn't help but be surprised, he knew that this person was very talented, but he didn't think that he could actually do this, you must know, the sect and the saint, in order to hide this saint, he spent a lot of means, in addition to not wanting to be known by outsiders, the most important thing is to protect, after all, the saint is seated, and the demon will also come out of Beizhou.

These demons may see the saint as a target, so they must be careful no matter what.

And their approach is also effective, about the news after the sage, not to mention outsiders, even if they are also Confucian scholars, they don't know much, just like now that the Longyuan Conference has opened, even the leaders of some schools have not recognized it.

But now, Song Zhishu actually found out.

"I don't know how he did it, but no matter what, this person is not ordinary, he is a great talent, a real great talent." The young man, that is, Zong Li, opened his mouth and couldn't help but look at Song Zhishu's location, with a curious look in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Mr. Cen, if my sect is to be carried forward, Song Zhishu must also be recruited, I have a feeling that this person's future achievements will not be weaker than mine. ”

When the words fell, Cen Xingyuan's eyes were no longer surprised, but shocked.

After the saint, when he was young, he was taught by the saint that although he is still only in the realm of a gentleman, there is basically no problem in becoming a great Confucian in the future, and even if he opens the holy path, it is possible.

Now, the other party actually said that Song Zhishu's future achievements will not be weaker than himself.

"Solicitation? I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. ”

Cen Xingyuan thought about it for a while, and felt that it was a little difficult to do, after all, it was not that he had not tried, and even the words of the sage's original codex were spoken, but the other party still did not agree, so for Zongli's words, he just nodded and did not continue to say more.

In the same vein of the saint, one person can already have a saint.

In this regard, Zongli pondered a little, knowing the other party's thoughts, but did not continue to persuade and set his eyes on the venue.

At this time, Song Zhishu and his entourage had already come to the position of belonging to the Southern School of Confucianism, and at the suggestion of Zeng Yong, he directly stood with a group of great Confucians, showing how much importance the Southern School attached to it.

"It's almost time, Gu Yun, let's go." Zeng Yong looked at the hour and immediately spoke.

"Yes, Master Zeng."

Gu Yun Daru bowed his hand slightly, and then didn't say anything.

The Confucian righteous qi surged, held up his whole person, and then landed in the center of Fang Tianyan, that is, the center of the venue.

In addition to the preliminary preparations, the most important thing is to preside over from beginning to end, and as the face of the Southern Confucianism, Guyun Confucianism is naturally obliged.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Gu Yun Daru looked at everyone present, bowed his hand slightly, and then spoke.

Confucianism attaches the most importance to etiquette, and as a grand event once a decade, the Longyuan Conference naturally has a lot to do, such as worshiping the saints, reading the words of the saints, etc., everyone present must abide by it, if there is no one who does not conform to the etiquette, no matter who it is, will be expelled immediately.

Even the powerhouses of the major sects who came to watch still need to abide by it.

It's a big deal, after all.

And those Confucian saints have also made great contributions to the human race, and they are also considered to be the younger generations, so they should be so.

In the center of the venue, in addition to Gu Yun Daru, there were several other great Confucians, who were representatives from the university faction, and these people were the judges of the doctrine of this conference.

The matter of discerning whose doctrine is superior also falls into their hands.

Soon, with the words of the great Confucians, the Dragon Source Conference officially opened.

(End of chapter)