Datang, Chang'an.

Moxiang School, this is the most prestigious private school in the entire Chang'an City.

It is a private school opened by the great Confucian Wei Zheng for scholars all over the world.

Confucians who have learned from here are likely to be recommended and become officials in the court.

But it is said that Wei Zheng opened the "Dragon Gate" for Confucian students in the world!

Today, Moxiang School does not have classes.

In normal times, students have already gone to the mountains and rivers and recited poems.

But today, the school is very lively.

Confucian scholars in buns gathered around to read and transcribe something.

From time to time, there will be a few exclamations and doubts.

Mr. Shojuku was disturbed by the loud noise.

He put down his brush and walked to the classroom, where he found that all the students had arrived.

And more than a dozen people gathered together, carefully transcribing something.

Mr. Shujuku was puzzled, he walked forward quickly, snatched it, and asked in a deep voice:

"What is this? Where did it come from? ”

When the Confucian scholars saw that the gentleman had arrived, they all became restrained.

The student at the head of the group said stubbornly:

"Mr. Hui, this is a Confucian classic from the academy, called [Liuku Shengxue]."

"It is said to be a must-read for the disciples of the academy, and these six sacred schools are widely circulated in the market."

"The disciple felt that it was written by the Confucian saints, and the book had its own profound meaning, so he bought it and copied it with his classmates."

I heard that this was actually from the academy, and it was also written by the New Sanctuary.

Mr. Shojuku was curious, and he flipped through it carefully.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

The Confucian saints of this academy are worthy of being the new saints.

The Confucian books he wrote are also completely different from the Neo-Confucianism of Confucius!

This is indeed a good book to learn and read!

It's just that Mr. Shuju always feels that something is missing.

When reading Liuku Shengxue, there is always a feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

It's obviously close at hand, but I can't see it clearly or understand it.

The gentleman frowned, and the students asked tentatively:

"Sir, do you feel like you're looking at flowers in a fog?"

Hearing what his disciple said, Mr. Shujuku's eyebrows widened.

He nodded, and said in surprise:

"You're all like that?"

The disciples of the academy nodded in unison.

When the gentleman remembered it, the student said that these six reservoirs of sacred science had already been greatly circulated in the market.

Could it be that when they read, they also feel like seeing flowers in the fog?

Mr. Shujuku opened his mouth and asked again:

"Except for us, others can't see through and understand?"

The students looked at each other and said in unison:

"Yes, sir, none of the Confucian scholars in Chang'an have seen through it."

Hearing this, Mr. Shojuku realized.

How thick is the Six Reservoirs of Sacred Studies written by the New Holy House!

However, not only the Confucian scholars in Chang'an could not understand it.

In the world, except for the disciples of the academy, no Confucian scholar can understand it.

But the more this is the case, the more the Liuku Shengxue has been sought after by Confucian scholars.

Even, among Confucian scholars, there was a craze for discussing the academy!

All Confucian students flock to the academy!

The Confucian students unanimously agreed that if they wanted to see through and understand the sacred science of the six libraries, the only way to do it was to worship in the academy!

……………………

The land of Qilu, the small sage village.

Inside the ancestral hall of the Confucian Temple.

Kong Sheng, the master of the Confucian Gate, bowed down sincerely to the golden statue of the Five Saints.

Behind him, the disciple Zai Yu bowed down and stood, not daring to make the slightest sound.

After a long time, the incense burned out, and Kong Sheng stood up.

Without looking back, he asked:

"Zai Yu, how is the matter with what you were told to do?"

"In this world, how many Confucian lives have fallen into the hands of the Liuku Shengxue?"

Zai Yu, who was asked, couldn't help but tremble.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel apprehension.

After a long time, he spoke, and said hesitantly:

"Old ...... Teacher, the Liuku Shengxue is widely spread among Confucian students. ”

"Nearly five or six out of ten Confucian scholars in the world have a set of six sacred studies."

Kong Sheng nodded when he heard this, and he said in a flat tone:

"Five or six out of ten Confucians in the world are born and die, but it doesn't hurt."

"In a few years, a new batch of Confucian students will grow."

"As long as you can make the reputation of the academy stink and ruin the Confucian luck of the academy, it is a good thing!"

However, Zai's remaining words made Kong Sheng's smile completely freeze on his face.

Zai Yu said with an embarrassed face:

"Old ...... Teacher, actually...... Up to now, no Confucian has been born in the hands of the Liuku Shengxue......"

Hearing this, Kong Sheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The red incense he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

Kong Sheng couldn't believe his ears, he turned around suddenly, stared at Zai Yu with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"What?! Not a single one died?! ”

"Why is that?"

"Then why did my Confucian disciple die?!"

"Why is that?"

Where did Zai Yu know why, he shook his head again and again, and said that he didn't know!

Kong Sheng's eyes were full of anger, and his thoughts were racing.

Soon, a terrible thought came to mind.

Damn the new saint of the academy!

I'm afraid it's not just a trap set for my Confucian disciples!

Only my Confucian disciples who practice the Six Reservoirs of Sacred Science will explode and die!

Kong Sheng, who wanted to understand everything, was furious!

He gritted his teeth, his fists clenched.

His face turned red, and the green tendons on his forehead writhed like dragons.

Kong Sheng gritted his teeth and forced words out from between his teeth:

"The new saint of the academy, I will make you die a bad death!"

………………

Seowon, Library Pavilion.

Chen Mu and the master, who were talking, suddenly found out.

Thousands of golden filaments of light surged from all directions, converging towards the academy.

The bright golden threads resemble koi fish being fed in a fish pond.

Crazy towards the academy, towards Chen Mu.

The master was puzzled, and he subconsciously wanted to protect his senior brother.

But he was stopped by Chen Mu waving his hand.

The Master did not know what was causing all this.

He asked suspiciously:

"Senior brother, what are these gold wires ......?"

Chen Mu chuckled and said:

"Hehe, junior brother, an unexpected joy."

"These golden wires are the Confucianism and Taoism luck of the world's scholars."

"Now, all of them are coming to my academy!"

Hearing this, without waiting for the master to be happy, he heard Li slowly shouting loudly outside the library pavilion:

"Master, the Confucian students are blocking the gate of the academy, vying to enter the academy!"

When the master heard this, his eyes widened, and he couldn't hide his smile and said:

"Senior brother, is it because the Confucian students respect the academy that they have attracted the luck of Confucianism and Taoism?"

Chen Mu nodded and chuckled when he heard this, he opened his mouth and said with a smile:

"Go ahead, you need to be in the front yard."

"Remember, although my academy is a Confucian school, not everyone can enter."

"Those with mediocre qualifications can enter the outer door."

"Those with superior qualifications can enter the inner door."

"The rest of the people will not be hired."

The academy has been suppressed by Confucius for so long, and it is time to expand its power.

The Master gave the order, and he nodded and left.

In the library pavilion, only Chen Mu was left bathed in the golden light of luck.

With the continuous convergence of Confucianism and Taoism.

Chen Mu gradually realized that his realm seemed to be a little loose!

When the system was first bound, 100,000 cultivators were added to the body, but they only reached the Vajra realm.

However, with the blessing of holy power, the Vajra Realm can also be a battlefield immortal.

Right now, Confucianism and Taoism are shaping up, and Chen Mu's realm will be improved again!

With the blessing of holy power, the King Kong Realm can fight the immortals.

If the realm rises again, how powerful will it become?

Chen Mu smiled lightly, and he whispered to himself:

"Okay, let's absorb Confucianism and Taoism and improve our realm."

(End of chapter)