Ye Xingyuan's whistling sound lasted for a long time, and the roof tiles of the Hanlin Courtyard vibrated non-stop, and the plaster fluttered down. The clouds above his head were shaken open by his roar, revealing a ray of heavenly light, which was shrouded above Ye Xingyuan's head, and the golden light flickered.

The new Hanlin people all closed their eyes and exited the door, even the old Hanlin couldn't get close, and all of them had a look of surprise on their faces.

Someone sighed: "This is the image of a hungry tiger jumping over a stream, the image of three flowers gathering on the top, and the spiritual power of the whole body is through, so that the body is like a golden jade, and it is in the sky." But that person is clearly not as good as a weak crown, how can he have such a cultivation?"

Someone beside him shook his head and said: "This person seems to be the new champion Ye Xingyuan, I saw him posting a book on the way to Yamen today, and I was so angry." If it is really him, it is not surprising that he has really reached this realm!"

The man in front of him said angrily: "How is it possible? Ye Xingyuan heard that he is only seventeen years old, and there is no seventeen-year-old Confucian in the world?

Later, people smiled and said: "Seeing is believing, the facts are in front of you, why don't Brother Yan believe it? Besides, the sage Yun is thirty and standing is also an imaginary number, and there was a Jinyuan Gong in the previous dynasty, and he became a great Confucian at the age of twenty-nine." ”

Hanlin, surnamed Yan, hurriedly said, "What you said is bad." Jin Yuan Gongsheng had a vision and stayed in his mother's womb for fifteen months. When the Great Confucianism is achieved, it is the beginning of the New Year, and the age of fiction is already thirty, how can the words of the saint be bad?"

He paused, stomped his feet again, and said: "I almost let you go around, even if Jin Yuan Gong is twenty-nine years old, he will become a great Confucian." This Ye Xing is far from seventeen, a full era ahead, how can this be true?"

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly remembered a word, and they were all speechless, and no one spoke again.

Fifteen and aspire to learn, thirty and stand, decades of diligent. Pious and sincere, comprehend the righteousness of the saints. Geniuses may be able to understand all kinds of reason, accumulate spiritual power like an abyss, and finally achieve great Confucianism.

But seventeen is a myth. The only explanation may be "born to know", but only saints and sages are born to know, is Ye Xingyuan also one of them?

The three flowers gather at the top, the five qi are in the yuan, and the perception of heaven and the accumulation of spiritual power have broken through a bottleneck, which can be called "great Confucianism".

In the past, Wang Hansheng practiced qi in the army. In the middle of the night, there was a sudden long roar, shaking thousands of troops, the moonlight was blazing, and it was bright for hundreds of miles. This situation is the same as Ye Xingyuan's just now, it is a manifestation of the achievement of Confucianism.

Because Ye Xingyuan was too young, no one thought in this direction at the beginning. But when his whistle was heard in half of the city, it caused a violent wind and thunder, and the sky was dull, and it lasted for a long time. Quite a few people have already thought of this explanation.

Yu Wenjing's face was as white as death, he stood in front of the Shoufu Yan Bingzhang's mansion, and originally planned to ask the old man for instructions again, but at this time, he couldn't help but tremble with the whistling sound. Looking back at the sky above the Hanlin Courtyard, a cloud like a white snake scurried into the sky.

"It's him! It must be him!" Although Yuwenjing didn't see it with his own eyes, he was almost 100% sure that the one who made the Great Confucianism must be Ye Xingyuan.

The situation in the capital Shilin is clear, and no one has reached this threshold in the near future. There is no such opportunity. And this whistling sound is so familiar, and it is full of the impassioned air of young people, it will never be those old fellows whose blood is decaying.

Ye Xingyuan was able to take the opportunity of the Hanlin Academy's clear qi empowerment. No wonder he would take such a risk!

"This person is so scheming that he doesn't care about staying in Beijing at all, but he has to go to Hanlin, it turns out that this is because of this!" Yu Wenjing muttered to himself, thinking that he had found the motive for Ye Xingyuan's action.

Chen Zhi followed him on errands, but still ignorant, he asked, "What happened? ”

Yuwen Jing had calmed down in an instant, his eyes became more dark, and he nodded and sighed: "This howling sound just now must have been made by Ye Xingyuan, and his spiritual power has accumulated enough, breaking through the three levels in his chest in one fell swoop, and reaching the zenith." Since then, all the remains have been completed and the great Confucianism has been achieved.

Presumably, he was already in this state of being on the verge of a kick in the door, so he had to enter the Hanlin Academy no matter what, as long as he received the empowerment of pure qi, under the internal and external agitation, there was a possibility of breaking through. How could I have thought that he would dare to take such a risk when he was only seventeen years old!"

Confucianism is internal cultivation, and the way of the sage is gradual and gradual, and there is no shortcut. As long as the spiritual power in the body is sufficient, it will be able to come naturally, naturally break through the acupoints, and experience the heavenly opportunity.

However, Ye Xingyuan borrowed external force, which was originally a little risky, after all, the power of empowerment had not been completely absorbed by himself, and the circulation in his body could also lead to physical damage. If the acupuncture level is solid, it will not be broken for a long time. It is even possible to crush the body alive!

Yu Wenjing thought of this, and felt even more creepy, "This person is desperate, he must have great ambitions, rushing to become a saint before leaving Beijing, and even risking life and death, what is he going to do?"

The skin of the body shall not be destroyed by its parents. This is the filial piety preached by the saint, this person doesn't even care about his life, you say that he is just for the country, who is willing to believe it?

Yu Wenjing felt more and more that Ye Xingyuan must have a big conspiracy, forced himself to calm down, and hurriedly entered Yan Shoufu's mansion. The whistling in his ears was uninterrupted for a long time, upsetting him.

He really wronged Ye Xingyuan, even Ye Xingyuan himself, and he didn't expect to be able to become a great Confucian at such a time.

Practicing the way of a saint is to study and take exams to become an official, and the improvement of spiritual power can bring about one's own improvement. Ye Xingyuan has always felt that although his spiritual power has become very profound because of various adventures, his understanding of the heavenly machine is still shallow, and he has never even thought about such things as Confucianism.

At that time, there were not many great Confucians in the court and the opposition, and Ye Xingyuan always thought that he had to at least become a member of the party before he could reach this realm. So he just came to the Hanlin Academy happily to take his share of the benefits, who knew that it would cause such a big movement.

When the breath in his chest was smooth, Ye Xingyuan stopped whistling, and his spiritual power traveled all over his body, and he was very comfortable. The ears and eyes are clear, the mind is refreshed, the heart is like a rock, and the feeling of seeing the whole world seems to have become a little different.

Ye Xingyuan was a little stunned, he stood in place, carefully sensing the difference between himself and the outside world, some subtle differences, but he really wanted to announce it, but he didn't know where to start.

"Congratulations to Brother Ye Xian! Becoming a great Confucian at the age of seventeen, no one has ever done it before, this is the blessing of this dynasty!" Wen Xuhuai was the first to come up to congratulate, he was so excited that he was incoherent.

The Wen family has seven scholars, and there are also ancestors who are great Confucians, and Wen Xuhuai has seen them since he was a child. Therefore, when Ye Xingyuan made a whistling sound, he was already as determined, and when he stopped whistling, the clouds gathered above his head and turned into a virtual image of a flower shadow, which was even more certain.

Chen Jian's face turned red, and he quietly stepped back, hoping that no one would notice him. Just now, he also made a lot of nonsense, saying that Ye Xingyuan was not recognized by Hanlin Qingqi, who knew that when he turned his head, he would become a great Confucian, where would he put his face?

You must know that even in today's Hanlin Academy, there are only two or three people who can be called Confucianism, and Confucianism is in front, who dares to be disrespectful?

Once he achieves Confucianism, even if he has never been an official in the court and has limited magical powers, he still has a heroic righteousness to protect himself, and his words and deeds carry the power of heaven. In the previous dynasty, there were those who died because of the great Confucianism who scolded the thieves, there were also those who supported a city alone, and there were also those who helped the world, all of whom had the ability to change the heavens and the earth.

Even if Ye Xingyuan is not an official now, when he goes home to farm, no one dares to provoke him.

He was still confused in his heart, and when he heard Wen Xuhuai coming to congratulate him, he smiled and said: "This matter is also a fluke, it is about that the spiritual power of the Hanlin Academy is too strong, and I accidentally broke through the barrier in my chest, and I became a great Confucian by luck, which is not enough to worry about." ”

Wen Xuhuai laughed and said: "How can there be a great Confucian who came by luck in the world? It is because of the enlightenment of the pure qi of the Hanlin Academy, and more than ten of us have been initiated. ”

All the new and old Hanlin are envious, jealous and hateful, and the lifelong pursuit of scholars, first of all, is of course to be an official and a big official, and the so-called attainment is to help the world. But after all, there are only a few extremely human ministers, so the ideal of taking a step back is to be poor and alone.

From a certain point of view, the achievement of Confucianism means that self-cultivation has been completely achieved, and the goal of being good to oneself is at least half completed. After that, as long as you marry a wife and have children, and reproduce a family, Yi'er and grandchildren can be regarded as completing her life ideals.

Although the work behind this is complicated, it is obviously much simpler than the previous one, and most people have to work hard to study after giving birth to grandchildren, hoping to take this step. How do you know that this kid actually stepped over unconsciously, how can he not make people jealous?

Yan Hanlin hurriedly rushed over, looked left and right at Ye Xingyuan, and was amazed, "Ice muscles and jade bones, iron gall and loyal liver, anger can rush to the crown, and anger can hit people with blood!

He circled around Ye Xingyuan, his face full of surprise, and asked, "Ye Zhuangyuan, what method did you use to achieve the Great Confucian? ”

Yan Hanlin's words spoke everyone's hearts, and everyone wanted to know Ye Xingyuan's secret, so they all quieted down and listened attentively. Ye Xingyuan was not used to being looked at like this by a big man, so he took a step back cautiously and said with a wry smile: "This senior, I am really ignorant, and I don't know why it is. ”

Ye Xingyuan really hasn't figured out the situation now, and even if he wants to talk about it now, he can't say anything.

Yan Hanlin sighed: "I also expect that this is the case, the sage is born to know, those who have achieved great Confucianism at the age of seventeen must be the reincarnation of the sage, where is the secret?"

His eyes were full of admiration, staring at Ye Xingyuan deadly, eager to bow down to his knees. When everyone heard him say this, they looked at Ye Xingyuan's gaze a little strangely, could this magical young man really be the reincarnation of a sage. Chen Jian shrank back again, only to feel a little cold on his back. (To be continued.) )