The four major palm courtyards sat in the chairs with their eyes closed and without saying a word. Everyone stood or sat in the entire venue motionless like clay sculptures, and the entire venue was silent.

"Clang..." A soft sound echoed throughout the venue. The sound seemed to spring return to the earth, and all the vitality returned to people all at once. All the seated heads, Daru, had just reappeared on his dull face. He looked at each other and stood up regularly, stood on the earth road, lifted up the front robe in front of him and knelt on the ground in a regular manner.

The rest of the people followed suit and knelt on the ground with a regular and respectful manner. Everyone's posture was exactly the same, as standard as textbooks.

The Four Palm Courtyard also opened their eyes, slowly got up, tidied up their clothes and hats, and walked slowly to the earthen road, and then knelt on the ground like everyone else.

A breeze blew, blowing away the clouds at the front of the earthen road. A ten-meter-long incense table appeared in front of it. There was an incense burner filled with incense on the incense table, and a figure of a person appeared vaguely behind the curling cigarettes.

As the clouds slowly dissipated, the figure became clearer and clearer, and a statue of the old man with a height of 2 meters appeared in front of everyone.

The statue is so vivid that it shows that the old man's face is full of vicissitudes. It seems that after a long journey, his clothes are a little damaged, and his body also has a long-term malnutrition of thinness and fatigue. However, the old man's slightly dark face gives people a sense of perseverance and never giving up. What is more vivid is the eyes, which are a pair of pity, tenacity, wisdom, eyes that penetrate the world and benefit the people.

The blue smoke on the incense table curled up, and as the blue smoke blows on the Buddha, the statue gradually seems to be blurred in the blue smoke, but everyone seems to feel that the statue is alive. Although they are kneeling on the ground, everyone feels that the statue's eyes seem to be staring at them.

Various expressions of excitement, fear, calmness, and fanaticism appear on different people, and everyone lowers their heads.

A crisp child's voice shouted with a slight tremolo: "Kow on me."

The four major masters took the lead, and everyone kowtowed in a regular manner.

"Two kowtows" and "three kowtows"...

"Hold up" in the end, the young child's voice became even more trembling. As the voice ended, the Four Palm Courtyard slowly stood up and turned to look at the crowd below.

Everyone stood up, but they stood there motionlessly, lowered their heads on their chests and waited quietly.

Master Yang Xiong stepped forward, his eyes swept across everyone, and his old voice said, "What is Confucianism? Confucianism means to benefit the world and benefit the people. He is a leader in behavior that conforms to the great way. This is Confucianism, Confucianism is not a Confucianism with one surname."

The whole body was filled with momentum, covering the entire audience. Master Yang's eyes turned sharply like lightning and glanced at the audience and said, "Why are you gathered here today? Is it really for the national jade seal? No, because the national jade seal is related to the fortune of the people in the world, we came for the people in the world."

After pausing, Master Yang said loudly: "Li Mi, Cui Hao, Xie Xuan."

As Master Yang finished speaking, Li Mi walked to the front of the earthen road, and the crowd below was also in a stir. Two passages were given out, and Cui Hao, who had a plain face, slowly stood with Li Mi.

Finally, the young man in white Confucian uniform with a strong body and ordinary appearance, with a pair of fear in his eyes running out quickly, and his feet staggered to Cui Hao, took a deep breath, and his slightly red face slowly calmed down.

His eyes swept across the three young men in front of him. A satisfied spirit appeared in Master Yang's eyes and said loudly: "This time, the Confucian scholars of various Confucian families and academies were all arranged by Li Mi, Cui Hao and Xie Xuan. Anyone who dared to disobey would be expelled from the academies. Those who were aristocratic families were expelled from the aristocratic families."

As soon as the words finished, although everyone felt a faint feeling in their hearts, the words from Master Yang still caused a burst of screams, envy, jealousy and other expressions to be displayed on everyone's faces. However, everyone still bowed neatly and said, "Affect the Master's teachings."

"Okay, this time the matter is not only about Confucianism, but also about the common people. I believe you will be able to do this." Master Yang looked at the three people with satisfaction and said with a smile: "It's better to be young, as it will be the world of young people in the future."

He turned his head and looked at the other three palm courtyards. The three palm courtyards had no expression on their ancient faces, but just nodded slightly.

"Okay, go and think about how to do this. We old men are lazy." After Yang Xiongyi said that, his whole figure gradually became blurred.

The four major palm courtyards disappeared from everyone's sight.

Li Mi slowly stood up, looked at Cui Hao and Xie Xuan beside him, nodded, turned around and looked at the crowd below and said, "I don't want my husband to misunderstand the command of this matter, and I feel very frightened, but I am confident that I can get a perfect result for this matter. Please ask the heads of various aristocratic families to discuss how we take measures, and hope that all families will preside over the presidency. Otherwise, we can only inform the Master and do a thunderous move."

When everyone was depressed, their hearts trembled when they heard this, and raised their hands respectfully and said, "We will follow the instructions of the three of you and will not dare to disobey them at all."

At this time, in a quaint cottage, the four palm courtyards were sitting upright on chairs, silent.

"Brother Yang, do you think that Li Mi will really put the interests of our Confucianism first? After all, he is the prime minister of the current dynasty?" Wang Tong, who was beside him, he hesitated for a while, and said with a hint of worry on his face: "After all, this matter concerns the fortunes of the Confucian, Taoist, and Buddhist schools, and we dare not be careless at all."

His face froze slightly. Master Zhu Xi glared at Wang Tong with dissatisfaction. He was about to defend Li Mi for a few words, but he still suppressed his displeasure and looked at Yang Xiong sitting in the middle.

"Mr. Wang, don't worry too much. How many generations can the blessings of the imperial family last? How can it be compared with the fortune of our Confucianism?" Wang Tong smiled and said, "Although Li Mi is the prime minister, he is also a member of the aristocratic family, and he will definitely be able to distinguish the main and secondary of it. However, the focus of this trip is not here, but who can fall into the imperial seal?"

When he heard this, several masters looked shocked, and a hint of panic appeared in their eyes. Finally, Wang Yangming suppressed the anxiety in his heart and said, "Is there any change in the jade seal this time? The Master's numerology practice has entered the realm of transformation. Can't he get a clue to the way of heaven?"

"This is my hesitation. Now the world is peaceful. Although I cannot be said to be a magnificent and strategic master, I am also a smart person who can work diligently. I did not have the worries about the vassal states of the previous dynasty. Moreover, the world is peaceful and the people are free of food. There is no slight chaos at all." Yang Xiong looked at the other three masters with a puzzled look. A pen flashing with seven-color light appeared in his hand, and he kept writing in the air.

Every time a word is written, the word emits a faint seven-color light and floats in the air.

As each word appears, all the words radiate a faint light wandering in the air, illuminating the entire room.

The other three masters looked at Master Yang with envy, constantly sighing, while watching while talking about their experiences.

After all, Master Yang quickly entered the realm of a saint and was able to see that his casting was of great reference for their own cultivation.

"Hey, Master Yang, you seem to be writing the Book of Changes?" Wang Yangming suddenly pointed to the words in the air and said, "Do you want to?"

Nodding, Master Yang took out a turtle shell from his arms and threw it into the air.

The pure white turtle shell floats in the air, and there are black spots on the back of the turtle shell. Each black spot emits a slight light. All the spots are connected to make a complete "river map".

A dazzling light flashed from Master Yang's body, and a majestic aura ejected from his body and shot directly on the turtle shell in the air.

The entire turtle shell emitted a ray of light, and the black spots broke away from the back of the turtle shell and floated in the air.

All the words seemed to be guided, and they emitted a dazzling light, shooting all the light towards the river map in the air...

The words disappeared in the air.

The light of the drawings of the River Map becomes even brighter.

The text in the sky was almost gone, leaving only the word "Yi" emitting seven-colored light in the sky.

The light of the river map slowly dimmed, and finally slowly fell on the pure white turtle shell in the air.

Looking at the word "Yi" that was still emitting light in the air, the Masters' faces were full of incredible expressions, pointing at the words in the air, unable to speak a trace, and finally they all looked at Master Yang.

"You are not mistaken. This is exactly the same as what I used to divine in the past." Master Yang looked at the words in the sky with a puzzled look on his face, and a complex expression appeared, saying: "The word Yi is a change in theory. Everyone knows that my cultivation level is about to enter the holy realm. It can still cause variables in this secret realm until now. It can only be said that the will of heaven is vague, that is, there are people from saints, Buddhas, and Daluo Golden Immortals participating in it, making the whole will of heaven be obscure and difficult to understand."

"How is it possible?" Several masters took a breath of air conditioning. The expression that Zhizhu was holding just now became a little flustered. He looked at Master Yang who was still dull and said, "How could there be a saint and other people participate in it? How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!