The place where Confucian disciples were stationed.
Lin Fan originally thought that Confucian disciples should just sit in the classroom and study hard with books from saints.
But he never expected that after entering the Confucian disciples' camp, what greeted Lin Fan was not the sound of reading loudly as he imagined, but gentle scholars standing in neat rows on the playground!
The leader was surprisingly Mr. Mo Zhi. In order to meet Zilu, he gave up absorbing divine power and came back specifically from the corpse of the god.
At this time, these Confucian disciples all looked at one person with admiration and awe!
Zilu!
One of the seventy-two sages!
The resurrected saint student!
Their eyes were full of excitement and curiosity, but there were also some Confucian disciples who were a little unconvinced.
A few people were whispering.
"In other words, although he was a Seventy-Two Sage back then, his academics are constantly improving... Now, can he go to junior high school?"
"That's right, it was more than two thousand years ago. Although this guy was a student of a saint and very knowledgeable, but now, tsk tsk."
Zilu stood in front of the team and turned a deaf ear to the whispers.
He weighed the heavy book in his hand.
"Next, I will teach you." Zilu looked at everyone and said slowly: "As for what to teach, naturally it will be words."
"But I took a look and found that some of the interpretations of the content in this book have changed due to thousands of years of circulation."
"You have become so cowardly! Why repay evil with kindness? The person who explained this sentence only knows the word virtue, but he doesn't know that the sword he wore back then was called virtue!"
"Damn it, this is a slang!" Zilu said in a deep voice: "It was the teacher who taught the Tao...ah, I mean, it was the truth that the teacher gave to the world back then!"
For a moment, all the students were silent.
Why do these seventy-two sages say so many curse words... This is much different from what I imagined.
A scholar turned to look at Mr. Mo Zhizhi: "Are you sure he is really the Seventy-Two Sages? Why do you feel like a gangster!"
"What do you think he was doing back then?" Mr. Mo Zhizhi looked complicated.
Zilu continued: "I don't know what your level is now. Come on, that skinny guy, you go and hit this mountain."
Zilu turned sideways, and behind him was the soil excavated for the construction of the Great Steel Wall. It was piled there for hundreds of meters, like a mountain!
"yes!"
The seemingly frail scholar pushed up his glasses and walked forward slowly.
"I'm not a skinny guy."
He slowly looked at the Whispering Language in his hand, as if he had gained great power, and then.
"The Master said, The benevolent man enjoys the mountains, the wise man enjoys the water!"
"The benevolent are happy to open mountains, and the wise are happy to cut off water!"
"boom!"
A thought emerged, and the wide Confucian shirt was instantly stretched by muscles.
With the blessing of his thoughts, this thin boy's muscles instantly bulged, his joints crackled, and he instantly transformed into a 1.9-meter-tall strong man!
The muscles are tied up and the hair is tied to the sky!
The muscles on his back are stacked up, faintly forming the word "righteousness"!
The power of kindness!
"The benevolent will enjoy the mountains!"
"boom!"
As soon as he punched out, a violent wind surged, and the power guided by his thoughts poured out!
"boom!"
The dirt hill hundreds of meters high trembled instantly, and was actually punched out with a punch mark more than ten meters deep!
But Zilu was not happy and frowned slightly: "Is this the only purity you have?"
"No, I feel..." The young man was stunned, his eyes a little dissatisfied.
But just for a moment, he suddenly felt that the lights around him were dark!
No.
It’s not the light that’s dark!
Instead, Zilu unfolded his back!
His back blocked the light!
In just an instant, Zilu's body exploded with terrifying muscles, strong and terrifying!
It was as if the most powerful lion and the most savage beast in the world was standing in front of him. For a moment, the young man felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy!
The terrifying pressure made him almost unable to help but kneel down towards this man!
That powerful aura made him feel awe from the bottom of his heart!
"boom!"
Zilu's wide Confucian shirt was shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying muscles spread out from both sides of his back, like blocking out the sky and the sun.
The thick arms are like a giant humanoid beast!
There is no elegance at all, only beast-like strength and thoughts that break rocks!
Guided by thoughts, tempered, and amplified by countless times of terrifying power!
The muscles on the back are stacked like a hill, and the developed muscles stack up to form an extremely complicated word "virtue"!
Even the muscles on both shoulders are tied together to form the word "benevolence"!
His shoulders were actually thicker than that thin boy's waist!
"Benevolence should be carried on the shoulders of virtue!" Mr. Mo Zhi's eyes were shining: "It is really the legendary carry on the shoulders of benevolence and virtue!"
You must know that in the entire Confucian sect today, only Mr. Mo Zhizhi and a few great Confucian scholars have the "benevolence" backing, and only Mr. Mo Zhizhi has the "righteousness" shoulder.
Most disciples only stick to "righteousness"!
And this man is indeed one of the seventy-two saints. He has just woken up and possesses the legendary "shoulders of benevolence and virtue"!
"call."
Zilu's breathing sounded like muffled thunder, or like a mad bison, and his hot breath hit the skinny boy's face.
Zilu patted him on the shoulder: "I said you are a skinny boy and your thoughts are shallow, but you are still not convinced."
"Do you know what the teacher taught me at that time?"
The skinny boy, who was 1.9 meters tall and as muscular as a beast, was pale. At this moment, he really felt like a chicken!
"Sometimes words can't change a person's position after all. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't convince others with words."
"But the power of thought can conquer everything."
Zilu smiled: "Now, it's time to show you the real power!"
"boom!"
Turn around and punch, hitting the mountain!
"boom!"
The word "virtue" on the back twisted instantly, and the word "benevolence" on the shoulder also released its brilliance!
The brilliance of thought!
The power from "benevolence" and "virtue" flows on the fist, turns into words, wraps the fist and slams it on the mountain!
"boom!"
The wind is raging!
For a moment, no one could open their eyes, and only the back of Ren Jiande was left glowing.
When everyone opens their eyes again.
The wind has stopped.
The mountains in front of Zilu have disappeared, and the ground is sunken into a ravine, as if it has been plowed thousands of times!
"This is the real power of thought." Mr. Zilu nodded slowly, and then looked at the 1.9-meter-nine young man who was not convinced before: "Are you convinced now?"
For a moment, the 1.9 meter boy who was still unconvinced before knelt down and said, "I've seen the teacher!"
That terrifying power and that terrifying thought completely convinced him!
He saw real power, real thought!!
At this moment, he was as if Zilu had met his husband back then!
For a moment, Zilu couldn't help but kill the gods slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Get up, you skinny old men, now, I will lead you to learn the real power and learn the Tao taught to me by my husband."
"First open the first page of Yanyu."
Zi Lu, whose muscles were bulging, picked up the slang and picked a sentence: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Can anyone explain this sentence?"
"I'll do it!" Facing this idol, Mo Zhi could no longer hold himself back and shouted loudly: "No one else can get what I don't want!"
Zilu nodded slightly: "He is quite smart."
"However, it is still too one-sided! No wonder you only have this kind of purity! Your thoughts can only temper you to this point!"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Mo Zhi, who was still a little happy, was suddenly stunned: "Ah?"
"Actually, this sentence has many meanings!"
"Do unto others, do not impose on others."
"First answer, as you said, no one else can get what I don't want!"
"Second explanation, if I don't like something, others may not like it either!"
"Three interpretations, what I don't want myself will not be imposed on others, but if I am imposed on others, they have to listen!"
