Chapter 496 The world doesn't need a second Master Zhou
Qingyun Mountain, practicing Confucianism and Taoism.
"Hey, the surrounding fog seems to have dissipated a lot, and even the fresh air seems to have become less."
"What happened?"
Shen Wenshan, who was sitting on the stone steps to rest, was slightly startled and murmured.
Soon, Shen Wenshan saw a familiar figure.
He opened his mouth unconsciously and completely lost control of his expression.
The fresh air surrounds the whole body, and the shadows of Confucian and Taoist sages appear behind them. The steps are slow, neither slow nor fast, and the vigorous book energy covers the whole body. Every move is like the Confucian and Taoist sages coming into the world, filled with the light of enlightening all things.
"You, you, you..." Shen Wenshan stuttered and was speechless.
"Haha, isn't this Brother Shen?"
The visitor chuckled lightly, his tone was extremely easy-going and natural.
As he opened his mouth, the pure air around him dispersed, and the shadow behind him gradually dimmed. His whole body was exuding aura of light, all of which were restrained, as if all the brilliance had faded away.
Zhu Youji stood calmly on the stone steps not far away, with a faint smile on his face, as if he had just met him for the first time at the foot of the mountain.
However, this time, Shen Wenshan figured out many things.
He quickly bowed respectfully and said, "I have seen the great Confucian scholar."
"Haha, Brother Shen, why are you so polite?" Zhu Youji gave a weak support, and a burst of fresh air naturally lifted Shen Wenshan up, stopping him from saluting.
This method further confirmed Shen Wenshan's guess.
"Brother Liu, the etiquette cannot be abolished." Shen Wenshan said seriously.
"Okay." Zhu Youji stopped insisting and allowed Shen Wenshan to salute again.
"Since you are saluting me, I can't refuse, so I'll give you a hint."
As Zhu Youji's words fell, the literary energy of special characters condensed out of thin air. Countless font-like literary energy rotated and condensed, converging into a volume exuding literary energy.
The scroll was suspended in front of Shen Wenshan, emitting a faint white light, flickering in and out, full of mystery and some kind of power.
"This... this is..." Shen Wenshan looked at the scroll in front of him and asked.
"This is a literary scroll that I have condensed from my insights along the way. It is enough for you to enter the first class." Zhu Youji waved his hand gently and let the scroll fall into Shen Wenshan's hands.
"This... this is too precious, I can't have it." Shen Wenshan looked longingly at the scroll in his hand, hesitated again and again, and said.
"You and I are destined, so I give you a gift. Next time we meet, maybe I need your help?"
Zhu Youji did not give Shen Wenshan a chance to refuse. Fresh air surged around him again, covering his whole body, and he walked towards the top of the mountain.
Seeing this, Shen Wenshan also knew Zhu Youji's kindness. He bowed respectfully to his back and said, "Thank you, senior. If you need help in the future, Shen Wenshan will never hesitate to ask."
Hearing Shen Wenshan's words, Zhu Youji just smiled softly, but didn't take it to heart. For him, it was just a trivial matter.
Six hundred steps.
Seven hundred steps.
Eight hundred steps.
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Zhu Youji easily passed the thousand steps and arrived at the C-level area.
The intensity of Qing Qi has obviously improved.
Various literary styles and knowledge are more tangible and even have some magical manifestations.
For example, on the steps in front of Zhu Youji, bamboos made of ink grew strangely, which was extremely magical.
"The six arts of Confucianism are divided into rituals, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, manifesting the heaven and earth, and learning from nature."
"And painting is also one of the things learned by Confucianism and Taoism."
"The sealed object on this step is a scroll of ink bamboo painting."
"Under the nourishment of Qing Qi, part of the entity appears, which is quite interesting."
With Zhu Youji's sharp eyesight, he could see clearly the reality of this Mozhu almost at a glance.
"The way of ink bamboo is also lethal. If I were to paint it, it would be like this." Zhu Youji waved his sleeves and flicked it, and a stream of fresh air shot into the ink bamboo.
The next moment, Mo Zhu's appearance changed significantly.
An extremely sharp sword light emerged on the bamboo leaves of the black bamboo, and the appearance of the black bamboo gradually became sharper, like a sword thrust straight into the sky, exuding endless edge.
"Hmm? Kendo?"
"He integrated the sword intention into the black bamboo?"
Zhou Xingtian, the dean in the reflection pavilion, saw the changes in the black bamboo at a glance. The turbulent and sharp sword intent affected the growth of the black bamboo, turning the black bamboo into a sword. It was extremely sharp and could easily be used. A sword that cuts the enemy.
The ink bamboo painting that had no lethality before is now comparable to an ordinary sword pill. Once the Qing Qi completely breaks out, I am afraid that the lives of the mountaineering students will be in danger...
"What does he want to do?"
"The Six Arts of the Gentleman. It seems that he is a master of swordsmanship and painting. Why have I never heard of such a great Confucian before?"
"When did such a master appear in Qingyun Academy?"
Zhou Xingtian suppressed the shock in his heart and hesitated, as if he should take action and seal the ink bamboo painting again.
At this moment, Zhu Youji, who was in front of the stone steps with the ink bamboo painting, raised his hand and sealed the ink bamboo painting again and withdrew his sword intention.
"There is a trace of sword intention left. If the destined person can understand it, I think Confucianism and Taoism can also produce a master of swordsmanship." Zhu Youji murmured to himself and walked through the stone steps.
Zhu Youji's actions made Zhou Xingtian give up his plan to take action.
Zhou Xingtian stroked his white beard gently and shook his head: "It's still a good rule, so let's see what your plans are."
After saying this, Zhou Xingtian took out a piece of white paper and gently threw it out. The white paper folded and changed naturally, gradually forming a flying white crane, constantly flapping its wings and looking at Zhou Xingtian.
"Inform the scholar to come over for a meeting."
The white crane nodded slightly, flew away, and flew towards the place where several great scholars were.
"No matter how many times I see it, the magic of turning paper into a crane is always so magical." Li Xuanyi looked at the white crane flying away and said.
"Confucian magic is good at modifying the rules of the Tao. Paper cranes can fly, give spirituality, become living creatures, and deliver messages, which are also within the rules." Zhou Xingtian replied casually.
"Yes, within certain rules, Confucian and Taoist disciples are the most difficult to deal with."
"It's a pity that Confucianism and Taoism's spells have serious backlash. No matter how much power you get from the Dao, you have to bear the backlash of that power. Under a great Confucian, if you use high-level spells indiscriminately, you will be seriously injured, or you will be killed on the spot, and your soul will be shattered. ." Li Xuanyi seemed to know the cultivation methods of the Confucian and Taoist systems very well, and chuckled.
"Confucians rarely see criminals, it's just that they have different ideas." Zhou Xingtian glanced at Li Xuanyi and said in a deep voice.
"Naturally, observing integrity and understanding etiquette are the most basic parts of Confucianism and Taoism. If you violate your own Taoism, except for a few people, most Confucianism and Taoism practitioners will suffer backlash that is more serious than casting high-level spells."
"However, there are exceptions, such as Master Zhou."
"He established his destiny for the people of the world, forcibly broke away from the control of the Sui Dynasty, parted ways with the national destiny, became a generation of sub-sages, beheaded the Sui Emperor in the imperial city, and smashed the national destiny with his own body. This is how Dafeng became today."
"This matter has always been kept in His Majesty's mind."
"I'm afraid that if I do something wrong, I will offend you great scholars."
Li Xuanyi pretended to be casual and said.
"Haha, is this why you Xuantian Guards have been secretly monitoring Jixia Academy?" Zhou Xingtian asked.
"Your Majesty just doesn't want another Zhou Master to appear, and another Blue Blood Danxin to appear." Li Xuanyi replied leisurely.
"Master Zhou has no one before him, and most likely no one will come after him. The Blue Blood Heart is the top talent of Confucianism and Taoism. For many years, there is only Master Zhou. You can go back and tell His Majesty, there is no need to worry." Zhou Xingtian laughed,
His tone was full of ridicule towards the emperor.
Li Xuanyi pretended not to hear and continued to speak: "Your Majesty means that you do not want Confucian scholars who practice the way of Master Zhou to appear again."
"Your Majesty naturally admires the great ambitions of Confucianism and Taoism, but since you have entered the imperial court, you should serve the imperial court and accept the destiny of the country, instead of setting a destiny for the people and attaching importance to the people and despising the emperor."
"This is the choice of Confucian and Taoist disciples. I have no right to interfere." Zhou Xingtian's tone became cold and he said.
"I still hope that the dean will intervene. After all, Master Zhou's wish is an unsettling factor for the empire." Li Xuanyi looked at Zhou Xingtian and said extremely seriously.
"Huh, I'll think about it." Zhou Xingtian snorted lightly and did not mention the topic again.
Dafeng's meaning is very clear, the world does not need a second Zhou master - Zhou Haodang.