In the first year of Jiande, Zhang Mansion in the Ming Dynasty.

"The lower body is unstable and the middle Qi is insufficient. I am nearly 20 years old and can't even touch the threshold of physical exercise. How can there be a waste like you in the Zhang family!"

"If it weren't for my father's sake, I would have saved our family from misfortune, and I wouldn't have kept you here today!"

"Get out!"

An angry scolding made Zhang Yuchen wake up from his trance, and then he was kicked out of the room.

Although I am still a little distracted, my mind is already flooded with knowledge.

He traveled through time to a fantasy world where he could practice Taoism and become a saint, and became a descendant of the Zhang family, an aristocratic family of the Ming Dynasty in Xuanji Continent.

It sounds okay, but there are hundreds of children in the Zhang family. Although his father is still one of the eight pillars of the Ming Dynasty, his humble mother is no longer alive. With him or without him, there is no difference.

What's more, the Zhang family is a family of military commanders, with martial arts practitioners from top to bottom. Zhang Zhuguo is the supreme master of martial arts, so martial arts is naturally the most important thing.

And he has no martial arts qualifications, so he is destined to never learn martial arts in this life. Although he is the prince, he is even more humble than a handyman, and he has become the only useless person in the house!

The person who just scolded him was his third brother, Zhang Hong, who was extremely talented in martial arts and had reached the state of transformation at a young age. Just because he was humiliated by Zhang Hong's slaves, he had a few quarrels with him and was pulled into front of him.

Not only was he humiliated, he was also punched and kicked, and he was thrown out of the hospital like a dead dog, but he couldn't even make a sound!

"I will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"

Although he had just traveled through time, he had personally experienced this humiliation!

[The book-copying and sanctification system has been bound.]

[Host: Zhang Yuchen]

[Dao Xing: Ordinary People]

[Destiny: None]

[Number of copies: None]

【Every time you copy the book of the saint, you will get a reward.】

The moment he heard about the system, a touch of excitement appeared on Zhang Yuchen's face!

The standard plug-in for time traveler has arrived!

But what the hell is this book-copying system? Why isn’t it about cultivating immortals?

"I copy books, can the system give me martial arts rewards and exercises?"

[After systematic identification, the host is a martial arts waste and cannot practice any martial arts skills!]

[But the host's luck is like a rainbow, and he can become a saint through Confucianism and Taoism.]

At that moment, Zhang Yuchen was desperate.

Born in a family of martial arts, is there any point in trying to make me a saint through Confucianism and Taoism?

Forget it, I don’t have the luxury of being picky, let’s just stick to Confucianism and Taoism.

There are six paths in this world, including immortals, Buddhas, martial arts, Confucianism and demons. Confucianism and Taoism are also one of the right paths.

Once you have cultivated to the point of being called a saint, you can cut off the river with one word and follow the law with your words.

It sounds pretty good, but the Ming Dynasty was a civil and military powerhouse and had never been right. If someone in the family secretly found out that he, the son of Zhang Zhuguo, actually practiced Confucianism, he would probably be dragged out and have his legs broken.

But he is already like this. If anyone can spit on him, what else does he have to lose?

"Copying books... If you want to copy the books of saints, then you can only go to the library."

Getting up from the ground, Zhang Yuchen limped towards the library. Others laughed at him on the way.

But he didn't realize that these cold looks were nothing compared to the humiliation he had just suffered.

The Zhang Mansion Library was built under the supervision of his father himself, but the main reason why he built the library in the first place was just because his father, as a member of the Shangzhu Kingdom, naturally had to have a reputation for being both civil and military, and it was just a show.

On weekdays, no one even cares about it, which is actually a good thing for Zhang Yuchen.

No one means no one will attract attention.

Although these warriors disdain reading, there are still many famous works by saints and sages in the library, which is worthy of the Zhang family’s reputation.

In the huge pavilion, except for an old man who looked after the pavilion and was only known as Mr. Huang, there was no one else.

Seeing Zhang Yuchen come in, he was a little surprised:

"Your Majesty came to the library, could it be that he wanted to borrow books?"

Mr. Huang's attitude towards him was quite gentle. Zhang Yuchen nodded slightly:

"Please Mr. Huang, please give me the saint's writings and bring me some pens and ink."

"There are many works by sages. I wonder which book by which sage does the prince want?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's written by a sage."

After hearing this, a trace of regret appeared on Mr. Huang's face for no reason. He said no more and turned around to get something for Zhang Yuchen.

The first Confucian sage of the Ming Dynasty, written by Ning Jiangzi, "Tao Jing".

These Confucian sages followed the road of greatness and simplicity. Although they were written, they were published in a thin volume, so it was not difficult to copy them.

After studying the ink and dipping the pen, Zhang Yuchen pondered for a moment before copying the book.

A quarter of an hour passed, and a clear sound echoed in my mind:

"The first success in copying books, the first reward: ten years of Taoism!"

In an instant, Zhang Yuchen felt as if his entire body was being washed by the clear water of Xu Feng. A wave of pure energy filled his body, and his originally weak body suddenly gained a trace of vitality!

And when he looked at the article in his hand, it also had a different meaning!

This Confucianism and Taoism's righteousness can actually temper the body?

Zhang Yuchen took a long breath and felt that the injuries he had just received seemed to be recovering faster.

Looking at the system again, the column about Dao Xing has changed.

[Daoxing: Ruzi ten years.]

Taoism is like cultivation. Year does not refer to time, but to standards. The longer the year, the stronger the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

One year is the beginning, ten years is the perfection, and one hundred years is the time to break through the shackles!

If ordinary people practice, they will inevitably encounter obstacles. Just one year in this Ruzi state, I am afraid it will take half a lifetime to condense.

These ten years may be difficult for ordinary people, but for true Confucian scholars, this is just a starting point.

Not enough!

After tasting the sweetness, he took a deep breath and continued to copy the book!

Seeing the young man writing furiously, something strange flashed in Huang Lao's eyes.

The prince is incompetent and has no martial arts talent. This is a death sentence in this house!

Today he suddenly came to the library to copy books. Could it be that he wanted to obtain fame or practice Confucianism?

Oh, how can Confucianism and Taoism be so easy?

If I just copy books and memorize them by rote, I'm afraid I won't be able to write a decent article in a hundred years, let alone talk about the visions of heaven and earth, and the sudden appearance of golden light!

People who don’t accept their fate are stupid.

He turned his head and no longer looked at the incompetent prince.

At this time, Zhang Yuchen didn't care what Mr. Huang thought of him, he just kept copying the book.

The growth of his Taoist skills made him write much faster than before. This time it only took about ten minutes.

But the system prompt did not sound.

"Could it be that books that have already been copied cannot be counted again?"

In order to confirm this conjecture, Zhang Yuchen found another book by Ning Jiangzi and continued to copy it. This time, the system really gave him a response again!

"Second success in copying the book, reward: Ten Thousand Transformations of Life!"

Fortune-telling is a specialty of Confucianism and Taoism, which is similar to martial arts. The power of culture must be demonstrated through fortune-telling.

This Ten Thousand Transformation Life Technique means that all things can be turned into one's own use, but any book he has copied will clearly appear in his mind the next moment!

Ten lines in one glance, never forget!

Imitation is the first step to originality!

Your book is well written, and it will be mine in the next second!

Zhang Yuchen was overjoyed and continued to immerse himself in copying books!

"Successful copying: reward: three battles of talent!"

You can only write articles if you are talented. The more talented you are, the easier it is to cause strange phenomena in the world!

"The third successful copying of the book, reward: insight into fire!"

Observing fire as a hole is a method of visualization. Observing people can clearly detect the details. Observing objects can gain knowledge. Observing books can get twice the result with half the effort. He can easily digest and absorb things that others cannot understand!
To be continued...