Chapter 26: The Sanctification of Confucius

The clouds condensed, the thunder rolled, and the thunder snakes crisscrossed them, making a roaring sound, and the slightest sparks jumped out and exploded in the void, like blooming flowers.

In the Great Red Sky, a powerful celestial power enveloped this layer of heaven, and the powerful coercion shook the space of this layer of heaven slightly. The purple-black thunderstorm condensed to the extreme was not triggered, and he waited with all his strength.

Thirty-three days, the Great Red Sky, in the Eight Views Palace.

"Thank you for the teacher's personal explanation, the disciple has now completed his merits. Confucius withdrew the three thousand words around him and the powerful righteousness, and bowed to Lao Tzu on the high platform.

"This achievement is your personal chance. Go! The thunderstorm is coming, and it is important to cross the catastrophe. Lao Tzu only smiled faintly and replied, without saying too much.

"Congratulations to my junior brother for preaching today, but I am ahead of my senior brother. Xuandu smiled at Confucius. I was also shocked in my heart, Confucius's growth exceeded his imagination.

At this time, he also knew why his teacher would accept Confucius as an apprentice, but this potential was much stronger than him.

It is really strange that a teacher is not a saint, but he teaches a saint disciple. Xuandu thought in his heart, he could see that with Lao Tzu's cultivation at this time, if he hit the holy realm again, there was a great chance of resuming his cultivation, but he didn't understand why he didn't do it, but instead taught a saint disciple.

"Senior brother must not be presumptuous, with the background of senior brother, you can prove the Tao in time. When Confucius heard this, he replied slightly. He can have this achievement, in addition to his own reasons and Lao Tzu's credit, the biggest thing is that Confucianism and Taoism have this opportunity, otherwise, he may not be able to achieve it after thousands of years of cultivation.

Xuandu smiled in return and did not reply. He also knew that he was no worse than Confucius, and he was already at the peak of the quasi-saint at this time, and if he went further, he would be in the holy realm.

Confucius leaned over Lao Tzu, and then arched his hand at Xuandu and strode out of the Eight Views Palace.

Thirty-three days, the big red sky, outside the Eight Scenic Palaces.

"Boom!"

At this time, the thunderstorm has been condensed, and only Confucius appeared. At this time, Confucius stepped out of the Eight Views Palace, and the thunderstorm was brewing, and when Confucius stepped on the void, a terrifying thunderstorm suddenly fell.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, break!"

Confucius raised his right hand slightly, a handprint in his hand was formed, and he whispered in his mouth, and suddenly, the Haoran righteousness between heaven and earth gathered and gathered on his fingertips.

"Boom !!"

Haoran Righteous Qi and Tribulation Thunder exploded, forming a mushroom cloud, and then the two canceled each other out and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Thirty-three days, Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

"Confucius?!How is it possible? He actually reached the realm of enlightenment?" Haotian stared at Haotian Mirror with his eyes, his heart was extremely shocked, and his eyes showed disbelief. He subconsciously glanced at Taishang Laojun who looked indifferent below, but he was even more shocked in his heart.

"With Lao Tzu's strength at this time, there must be a chance to impact the Holy Realm and restore his cultivation, but he didn't do it, but he cultivated a saint disciple again, what is his idea?" Haotian was puzzled in his heart, and his gaze fell on the Haotian Mirror in front of him again.

"Confucius, it's Confucius?"

"Confucius actually preached, his cultivation is too terrifying......"

"Lao Tzu actually taught a saint disciple, if he himself resumes cultivation, it will be a double saint, and his strength is only under Penglai......"

"This Confucius, cultivation is also strong......"

"Haoran righteousness, Confucianism and Taoism ......"

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Among the Three Realms, there are many great gods who pay attention to Confucius's preaching, and the shock in their hearts is not much less than that of Haotian. When he was brought back to Bajing Palace by Lao Tzu, although many gods were puzzled by Lao Tzu's approach, they really didn't expect that Confucius would be sanctified so quickly under his teaching.

Thirty-three days, the great red sky, in the void.

"Boom !!"

Razers staggered, sparkling and exploding. In the flickering clouds, a huge thunderbolt landed again.

"Humph!"

Confucius snorted coldly, step by step into the void, opposite to the thunder, he held the "Spring and Autumn Book" in his left hand, and the "Spring and Autumn Pen" in his right hand, seeing that there would be no thunder in the sky, he was still not afraid.

Immediately, he threw the Spring and Autumn Book and Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand towards the thunderstorm and met the thunderstorm. On the two treasures, exude a powerful heroic righteousness, although the thunder robbery is strong, but the power of the two treasures is not small, the two collide, it is to dissolve the thunder.

At this time, the thunder in the sky became even more tyrannical, but Confucius did not recall the two treasures, but made an astonishing move.

Borrow the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to forge magic weapons.

"Reviewing the past and learning the new can be a teacher. ......”

"If you learn without thinking, you will be reckless, and if you think without learning, you will die." ......”

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is knowing. ......”

“......”

Confucius kept reciting the way of Confucianism, and as his voice sounded, the mighty righteousness between heaven and earth kept gathering and condensing on the two treasures.

The Confucian Tao in the mouth of Confucius seems to have a magical power, constantly blessed on the Spring and Autumn Book and the Spring and Autumn Pen, making the power of the two treasures even more powerful.

From the beginning of the collision with the thunderstorm, there was a trace of cracks, to this time, a thunderstorm was shattered with one blow, and the changes in this were extremely huge.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The thunder kept falling, but it did not shatter the magic weapon, but under the forging of the thunder, it became more powerful and shattered the thunder.

"Confucius, he is actually forging a magic weapon through the Heavenly Tribulation, this is ......"

"Confucius was definitely the first ...... to dare to do this"

"That Haoran righteousness, there is still such a role......"

“......”

Many great god monks in the Three Realms have different opinions on Confucius's approach, but there is no doubt that they all feel that Confucius is very bold at this time, but it is a good way to forge a magic weapon, but others want to learn from him, but without his strength, they don't dare to try it easily, after all, this heavenly tribulation is not a joke.

"Writing the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucianism and Taoism!"

Suddenly, the voice of Confucius sounded in the Three Realms, arrogant and coercive. He made a big move, and the two treasures returned to his hands, and then, I saw Kong Qiu lifting the pen, the wind and clouds surging, and the sky and earth changed color.

The Spring and Autumn Pen wrote nine "chop" words in succession in the void, one word and one sword, turning into nine fierce and righteous sword lights, rushing into the thunder, and cutting the boundless thunder into ten pieces.

"Boom!"

There was a huge roar, which shook the universe, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and the great red sky returned to clarity.

"From now on, I will be a Confucian saint!" Confucius glanced at the Three Realms with a cold gaze and said in a low voice, but his voice did spread throughout the Three Realms in a breath, and everyone knew it.

Confucius, sanctified!

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