This is a true book of sages. There are countless readers in the Three Thousand Domains, various illusory continents, and all of them have read this book by heart.
In the past, in his understanding, this was just a book to educate future generations on how to become gentlemen and understand things.
But things are different now. After experiencing this and living in a Confucian village for half a year, Wang Teng clearly understood that "The Analects of Confucius" is actually not just a book, but also a small treasure book!
This is the highest thought and profound meaning of Confucianism, which carries the endless wisdom of Confucius.
"Confucius said: If a gentleman is not respected, he will not be powerful; if he is learned, he will not be solid. The Lord is loyal and trustworthy. He who has no friends can be inferior to himself. If you have made mistakes, don't be afraid to correct them..."
Wang Teng read it gently. In fact, this book was given to him by Niuniu's grandfather.
He was told to let him go out alone and study if he had nothing to do.
If it had been before, it wouldn't have mattered, but afterwards he knew that the village was a Confucian village, and its nature was different.
Niu Niu’s grandfather must be an unfathomable old man.
He gave this Analects to himself, maybe it had a deeper meaning.
Unfortunately, after Wang Teng watched for a long time, he still found nothing. Instead, he had a headache and felt dizzy.
He has not been a person who likes to read books since he was a child. He often danced with swords and practiced martial arts. Reading these books now really brought back painful childhood memories for him.
"Forget it, it seems that the Analects of Confucius is not suitable for me. Even if it is a true Confucian classic, it is not something that a rough guy like me can understand!" Wang Teng was very self-aware and simply closed the book with a snap.
He shook his head with a wry smile.
He is really not this material. Reading these things from knowledgeable people is simply a kind of torture for him.
"Hey, what is this?" However, after Wang Teng took the book down, he was shocked to find that on the last page of the book, there were some serial numbers. They were marked "eight, six, seven, three, one,
Two..." and so on, and so on, connected into a picture.
These numbers seemed to have some meaning. Wang Teng looked at them and suddenly discovered to his surprise that under the guidance of these serial numbers, if the content of the Analects of Confucius was rearranged, a new content would be formed.
This brand-new content is like turning decay into magic, turning it into a secret book that can be used for people to practice!
"That's it!" Wang Teng was relieved and understood instantly.
The Analects of Confucius has been widely circulated and has not been discovered. The secret is because the content has been disrupted!
It is impossible to see anything from it. It has become an ordinary teaching book and cannot be practiced at all.
As long as the content is restored, it will be successful.
Wang Teng now really feels like a new village has a bright future.
Of course, he also understood that there are no serial numbers on the back of the books!
This book of his was obviously left to him by Grandpa Niuniu. If he could discover the secrets carefully, he would be able to inherit Confucianism. If not, it can only be said that he has no connection with the Analects.
"Grandpa Niuniu is so scheming!" Wang Teng smiled, feeling relieved for a while.
He originally thought that the profound principles of Confucianism were not suitable for him and was ready to give up. Now he feels really happy.
At that moment, Wang Teng began to study carefully. As he read the new content, in Wang Teng's mind, within the special universe and heaven and earth, suddenly brilliant colors descended from the sky, divine springs gushed from the earth, golden lotuses emerged from the void, and a series of magnificent readings aloud.
The voice spread.
This voice is not the reading of a deity, god or Buddha, but the voice of some children, slightly childish, as if there are really countless children reading in another time and space, and it is passed on endlessly.
There is an incomparable vitality in the voice!
Children are the future!
They are like the rising sun, bright and full of life.
Not long after, symbols overflowed from the void. They were all runes of the great avenue. They were extremely complicated, one string after another, and they were dark gold in color.
As a result, those runes condensed and gathered together to form a "person".
It was an old man, holding a book and reciting aloud, as if he was teaching people.
But this old man is too huge, with a dark sky above his head, nine Netherworlds under his feet, covering the endless star field, and stars are spinning in his hair and between his fingers.
It's like he can break through the universe, so terrifying!
This is amazing.
This huge Dharma body stands in the universe, and the sound of reading spreads throughout the vast universe. It is really like having a feeling of being arrogant in the universe, and feeling that I am the only one in heaven and earth.
It's hard to describe what a transcendent gesture this is.
The old man was very peaceful, seemingly calm, and just reading. But with every syllable falling, it seemed as if it hit some kind of avenue node in the universe. The universe trembled, stars shook, and various phenomena appeared.
A strange phenomenon.
The fairy king descends to the lower realm, the goddess dances, the mythical beast leaps, the sun and the moon shine together, etc. It is terrifying.
"This is...I!" Wang Teng stared at the old man's Dharma image, and after being stunned, he said in a low voice.
The old man's face is well known to every household in the Three Thousand Illusionary Continent, not to mention the real world.
Because the portrait of Lao Tzu has been circulated in many places, such as in schools and studies.
Lao Tzu's demeanor is truly terrifying. Just a scene of reading makes people want to follow him and listen to his teachings every day.
This is the atmosphere that only a true great sage will have.
Gradually, Wang Teng began to realize something, and in the sound of reading, he began to calm down.
I don't know how long it took, but Wang Teng opened his eyes in the room. A light flashed through his eyes, and his whole person seemed to be completely new.
He was really refreshed now, as if he had been reborn, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body. He stood there like a gentleman.
This is what he achieved after studying the Analects of Confucius carefully for a night!
His temperament has undergone great changes, and his Taoist heart seems to have experienced sedimentation. He has a sense of seeing through the world and appreciating the vicissitudes of the essence of the Tao.
"The realm has also been improved, to the sixth level of the main realm!" Wang Teng checked the situation inside his body and couldn't help but laugh.
This is really a good thing that comes in pairs.
Of course, the Analects of Confucius is profound and profound, but he only has a preliminary understanding of it. In the future, as his practice becomes more and more profound, he will truly feel the supreme benefits brought by this magical book.
"Wang Teng, are you up?" At this moment, a sweet voice came from outside the door.
Wang Teng was stunned, then walked over and opened the door.
It is already three o'clock in the morning, and the sun is shining in from the window.
At the door, there is a woman with a slim figure and a beautiful face. Her pretty face is as white as jade, making her look like a stunning beauty.
"Xuan Xun?" Wang Teng didn't expect this woman to come again, and asked, "Why are you here?" Xuan Xun couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him and said, "Can't I come?"
